Chapter 681: The Ritual Nears Completion, the Demon God Awakens

In the regions, the impact caused by the strange phenomena is even more intuitive.

The entire mountain peak has inexplicably disappeared, replaced by a huge, deep pit.

Residents of some small towns have collectively vanished in their sleep, leaving behind only empty houses.

Even some powerful demonic beasts have begun to migrate on a large scale, as if fleeing from something terrifying.

But the various sects of the righteous path remain immersed in their own worlds.

They are either busy hunting down Lin Xuan or busy healing their wounds and recovering.

They turn a blind eye to these obvious warning signs.

Only a few people of insight have realized the severity of the crisis.

Sect Leaders of some small sects have begun to secretly discuss escape plans.

Some rogue cultivators have even packed their bags and fled to places far away from the strange phenomena.

But the power of these people is too weak to have any impact on the overall situation.

Xuantianzi performed divination again, and the result this time left him in complete despair.

The hexagram shows that there is less than two days left for the cultivation world.

And as time passes, that evil existence about to awaken is becoming increasingly active.

"Two days... only two days left..."

Xuantianzi muttered to himself, his eyes filled with despair.

If a solution cannot be found within these two days, the entire cultivation world will face its doom.

But now the various sects are so determined that it is impossible to persuade them in such a short time.

What is even more terrifying is that even if all the righteous sects joined forces now, they might not be able to resist that level of evil power.

"Perhaps... perhaps only that person can stop all of this..."

Xuantianzi thought of Lin Xuan.

According to the divination, the Genesis Bloodline in Lin Xuan might be the key to resisting the ancient evil.

Inside the underground palace deep within the dead volcano, Xue Wutian's evil ritual has entered its most critical stage.

After days of continuous, frantic execution, the once incredibly sturdy ancient Seal is now covered in dense cracks.

These cracks crisscross, dividing the entire Seal into countless fragments, looking as if it could collapse completely at any moment.

Thick black aura seeps from every crack, filled with pure evil and the power of destruction.

They are not only polluting the surrounding air but even beginning to corrode the structure of the underground palace.

The originally hard stone walls have become mottled under the erosion of this aura, with deep signs of corrosion appearing in many places.

The ground is also covered in black spots, which are constantly expanding, wriggling as if they were living creatures.

The Soul-Devouring Demon Bead has undergone astonishing changes during this process.

The black bead, originally only the size of a fist, has now swollen to the size of a human head.

Even more terrifying is that countless red veins have grown on the surface of the bead, wriggling constantly like blood vessels.

Every wriggle releases an even stronger suction, devouring all the life force in the surroundings.

Faint, painful wails emanate from inside the bead; those are the countless souls being devoured, struggling and crying.

Xue Wutian's appearance has also undergone terrifying changes due to long-term contact with evil power.

His skin has turned grayish-black, covered with eerie black blood vessels on the surface.

His original human facial features have become twisted and ferocious, and the light of reason has completely vanished from his eyes.

Replaced by an endless greed for power and an extreme desire for destruction.

His body has also grown much taller, but this height is not normal growth; it is a deformity twisted by evil power.

Sharp claws have grown from his hands, and two black bone spurs have even sprouted from his back.

The current Xue Wutian can no longer be considered human, but a monster completely consumed by evil.

Other Demonic Cultivators of the Blood Demon Sect have also become even more insane under the influence of this evil aura.

No trace of reason can be seen in their eyes anymore, leaving only a pure desire for slaughter.

Originally able to maintain basic organizational discipline, they have now begun to kill each other.

In order to obtain more blood to sacrifice to the Demon God about to awaken, these Demonic Cultivators do not hesitate to kill their own companions.

Sounds of fighting and screams ring out in every corner of the underground palace.

Blood splatters everywhere, and severed limbs are scattered all over.

These Demonic Cultivators do not care about their own lives at all, wanting only to please the great Demon God in the most insane way.

The entire underground palace is filled with a heavy stench of blood and the aura of death, as if it has turned into a true hell.

Even those powerful Demonic Cultivator Elders cannot resist this influence.

One by one, their eyes are blood-red, and they emit beast-like howls, having completely lost the reason of a cultivator.

Xue Wutian turns a blind eye to all of this, his attention entirely focused on the Seal.

Because the voice coming from deep within the Seal has undergone a fundamental change.

Originally just vague roars and hisses, it has now turned into clear words.

Although it uses the language of the ancient era, Xue Wutian can understand its meaning.

"Stupid world... hateful living beings..."

"Do you think the Seal can trap the great me?"

"I will turn this world into a purgatory and let all life perish in pain!"

"I will make the mountains collapse, the seas flow backward, and heaven and earth turn upside down!"

"I will prove that only destruction is the eternal truth!"

Every one of these words was filled with hatred and curses for the entire world.

The Yuan Gu Moshen had been trapped by the Seal for tens of thousands of years, and the resentment accumulated in its heart had reached an unimaginable level.

It hated the obstruction of the Creation God-Monarch, hated the existence of this world, and hated everything that possessed life.

Now that it was only one step away from regaining its freedom, this resentment became even more intense.

Xue Wutian became more excited the more he listened; he knew that the great Lord Moshen was about to descend upon the Human Realm once again.

And he would become the spokesperson for the Moshen in this world, ruling over the entire cultivation world.

"Great Lord Moshen, your loyal servant awaits your return here!"

Xue Wutian knelt at the edge of the Seal, his voice filled with fanatical worship.

"Please grant me power, and let me cleanse this filthy world for you!"

The voice of the Moshen drifted out, carrying an indescribable majesty.

"Very good, my servant."

"You have done well, but it is not enough."

"To completely break the Seal, more power is still needed."

"Offer up everything you have, including your life."

Xue Wutian nodded without the slightest hesitation.

"For the great Lord Moshen, I am willing to offer up everything!"

He began to burn his own life force, continuously injecting his essence blood into the Soul-Devouring Demon Bead.

Every drop of essence blood contained the entirety of his cultivation and life essence.

After these drops of essence blood were absorbed by the Soul-Devouring Demon Bead, they were immediately Zhuanghua into a purer evil power and then transmitted to the Seal.

Xue Wutian's body began to age rapidly, his once robust frame becoming shriveled and withered.

Yet, a light of unprecedented excitement flickered in his eyes.

To be able to personally release the great Moshen was the greatest honor of his life.