Chapter 1: The Sin of Creation

What is the Second Stage? asked the Demon-Subduing Staff.

In those years, he merely heard that the immortals and demons had agreed to duel in the Penglai Fairyland. Out of curiosity, he went to watch, hoping to find some advantage. However, he did not expect that those bald, foul-smelling Taoist priests had secretly set up the Grand Formation of Ten Thousand Swords Returning to the Sect. By the time he realized it, he found that he could not escape at all.

A large crowd gathered around the young man, and someone shouted, "Quick, call an ambulance, and dial the police!"

At an altitude of ten thousand meters, a pitch-black great sword is flying rapidly, having covered a distance of a hundred miles in the blink of an eye. This great sword measures approximately four feet in length and three fingers in width, with a design that is bold and unrestrained, subtly exuding a sense of murderous intent. Its brilliance is restrained, and the connection between the hilt and the blade is seamless. Moreover, the hilt is intricately engraved with scale-like patterns, embodying the saying that a heavy sword has no edge, and great skill is unadorned.

A long laugh shattered the tranquility, and one person spoke aloud: "You foolishly call yourselves righteous cultivators. A thousand years ago, you plotted schemes and, under the pretense of a duel, lured us to this Penglai Wonderland, only to secretly strike us down and set up the Ten Thousand Swords Returning to the Sect formation, trapping my demonic kin here. And now, what can you do? A thousand years have passed, our physical forms have been lost, yet you still cannot do anything to us."

Zhang Meng's current mood is quite complex; he feels both anticipation and guilt, filled with hope yet also perceives himself as particularly despicable and shameless

Such a good foundation, if one does not take action soon, and is outpaced by others, it would be a significant loss

Just as he was thinking this, Zhang Meng's consciousness stirred slightly, and the rapidly flying Chunjun Sword also came to a halt.

With a sudden crash, the light that enveloped the area above quickly extinguished like a flame in the wind

What a sin

This young man is truly something; why doesn't he wait for the red light, and he doesn't even use the crosswalk

Before long, both the ambulance and the police car arrived, lifting the young man who was lying in a pool of blood. The young woman did not flee either; after a few questions from the police, she was also taken to the hospital.

Zhang Meng immediately became tense, his inner thoughts restlessly stirring, repeatedly murmuring in his mind: "Extinguish, extinguish."

The spiritual energy in this world is not as abundant as that in the Penglai Fairyland. Although the human realm is filled with various forms of prosperity, it is also exceedingly filthy, with the spiritual energy being murky. Just three days after returning from Penglai, Zhang Meng already felt a decline in his spiritual awareness.

Zhang Meng also felt a wave of weakness; occupying another's body required a considerable amount of spiritual energy to stabilize his primordial spirit. At this moment, he clearly had no other thoughts to focus on the external commotion and could only desperately maintain his spiritual awareness.

In the midst of the howling storm, the flickering light could no longer endure, and slowly... it extinguished.

I didn't do it on purpose. That beautiful woman's scalp was numb; she had never seen so much blood, and it was caused by her own hands. In a state of panic, she said, "He suddenly ran over from the other side of the road; I really didn't do it on purpose."

Zhang Meng, without further hesitation, pressed the Pure Jun Immortal Sword, directing it straight towards the young man's physical body

However, finding a physical body is not such an easy task

Although I am a solitary cultivator, neither righteous nor wicked, and I usually do not hold grudges against anyone, I was still destroyed in body during the battle of immortals and demons within the Great Sword Formation.

What is going on? Zhang Meng was extremely puzzled. Could it be that the young man encountered some natural disaster or man-made calamity?

"Why don't you just die?" Zhang Meng cursed bitterly.

"That immortal has suffered from bad luck for eight lifetimes." Zhang Meng is now filled with anger, a feeling that has persisted for nearly a thousand years

The Demon King Xiaotian is a person of great cunning, having actually used our hands to completely destroy the constraints of the great formation. " Fuchen sighed and said, "It seems that the mortal realm is about to face calamity again

I was careless, unlike the meticulous thoughts of the Howling Sky Demon King, who even remembered that today is the day the Penglai Fairyland appears

You have your way, and I have my method. "He - Diagram - Book" Red Tassel Spear snorted coldly, "After a millennium of unresolved conflict, why not engage in a second round."

Stop talking, hurry up and make the call

Within the range enveloped by the radiance, countless oddly shaped weapons stand silently. These weapons float in mid-air, including knives and swords, guns and clubs, as well as wolf-toothed hammers and long whips. Moreover, there are some items resembling incense burners and silk ribbons typically used by women. These weapons and items are divided into two factions, clearly demarcated by a central boundary, standing in stark opposition to each other. The left side is filled with the ethereal energy of immortals, while the right side is permeated with the chilling aura of demons.

That would go against the natural order; when the time for ascension comes, the power of divine punishment will surely intensify

"What is there to fear?" The Demon King Xiaotian let out a long howl, causing ripples to spread across the red tassel spear. At the same time, the demonic artifacts that had been quietly standing behind the spear also launched their attacks. The righteous cultivators, caught off guard, could only cast spells to defend themselves.

"I dare not, I dare not," Fu Chen replied in a clear voice, "But after a thousand years of conflict, can it not lead the Demon King to enlightenment?"

However, Zhang Meng merely expressed a few sentiments.

A chant of the Buddha resounded, and a weapon resembling a demon-subduing staff moved forward two steps, sighing, "This is sufficient!"

What should we do now

Ha ha, ha ha ha, the heavens do not abandon me! I was just dozing off when unexpectedly, the heavens sent me a fine pillow.

However, in this tranquil environment, there exists a forbidden zone that no creature on the island dares to cross. If there were a person of great supernatural powers, they would be able to clearly see that within this area covering one hundred square miles, there is a layer of faintly visible radiance enveloping it. At this moment, this layer of radiance resembles a dim oil lamp, showing signs of extinguishment at any moment

Keep searching; if it truly does not work, then forcibly devour the flesh of a mortal and be reborn. Zhang Meng knew that those demons must be doing just that. As for the seven major sects and the righteous cultivators, their divine consciousness should be focused on finding successors to pass on their teachings and guide them in their cultivation, and then wait for the time of their demise, at which point they will vanish without a trace.

Upon a closer look, it was discovered that the young man had been struck and thrown out by a massive iron monster with four wheels

Upon closer inspection, there appears to be no one present in this place; however, alongside the sound, one can see a red tassel spear, emanating an eerie aura, slightly trembling.

"Little Daoist." The tone of the Red Tassel Spear was filled with sarcasm, "Are you suggesting that I should have the Howling Sky Demon King submit to you and become your apprentice?"

On the floating island, the mountains are clear and the waters are beautiful, with layers of peaks and ridges, bizarre rocks standing tall, and countless rare treasures and exotic beasts. Moreover, the celestial herbs and spiritual medicines compete in beauty, lush and green, with a refreshing fragrance permeating the air that uplifts the spirit

If one were to casually find a physical body, one could indeed continue to live. However, if the physical body lacks the necessary qualities and foundation, how would one be able to cultivate in the future

"Little girl, why are you so careless?" someone said to the beautiful woman who had just stepped down from the sports car.

A ray of light, invisible to the eyes of ordinary mortals, pierced into the young man's head and then vanished without a trace

When the physical body is completely destroyed, a lifetime of cultivation also dissipates. Although the divine consciousness is entrusted to the Pure Jun Immortal Sword, this is not a long-term solution. Only by finding a physical body to inhabit can the divine consciousness be stabilized. Otherwise, over time, one will inevitably face the fate of complete annihilation of the divine consciousness.

A sharp and piercing sound suddenly erupted, and within the perception of the divine consciousness, the young man's vitality flickered like a flame in the wind, swaying unsteadily

In recent days, Zhang Meng has seen quite a few of these tin monsters, all rushing past on the road with remarkable speed, much faster than horses.

Pedantic! What is justice? And what is evil? Zhang Meng has never concerned himself with these matters; he focuses on his own affairs and acts with a clear conscience.

The originally tense mood suddenly relaxed, and Zhang Meng even found it hard to believe that this was real

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Without further ado, the appearance of Penglai lasts only half an hour. After this time, we will have to wait for the next opportunity. Please follow me.

As for books, although I am neither entirely righteous nor entirely wicked, I am certainly not one who engages in malevolent practices, forcibly devouring the souls of others and occupying the bodies of mortals.

Thank you. The beautiful woman raised her head, with two streaks of tears on her face, her expression pitiful and heart-wrenching, evoking even more sympathy from me

Whenever he thinks of this, Zhang Meng's eyes are filled with tears.

"Xiao Tian Yao Wang, do you dare!" Fu Chen shouted loudly

"Please, let nothing happen." Sitting in the car, the beautiful woman lowered her head, her small hands tightly clenched, "Please, let nothing happen!"

The demons have already infiltrated the mortal realm, and it is likely that before long they will be able to reincarnate. At that time, the human world will be filled with suffering. Fellow cultivators, the only course of action we have now is to descend to the mortal realm in search of successors. Only with sufficient power from the human realm can we ensure our safety.

Above the clouds, in a place invisible to the ordinary human eye, a massive and majestic floating island is slowly moving

Such a foundation, if placed a thousand years ago, would certainly have caused the seven major sects to fight over it to take it as a disciple... Unfortunately now... It is estimated that there are not many cultivators left in this world. According to Zhang Meng, a thousand years ago, to be on the safe side, the seven major sects had almost brought all the cultivators in the mortal realm to the Penglai Fairyland to engage in a decisive battle against the demons.

This young man is currently full of vitality, not at all resembling someone on the verge of death. He wishes to seek a physical body, but he cannot engage in wicked deeds, nor does he want to be like those righteous cultivators. Therefore, he can only look for a recently deceased corpse to possess, as this would not violate the heavenly principles and would also spare him from retribution.

Sigh. One of the police officers said to the beautiful woman with some sympathy: "Don't worry, if the facts are really as you say, this behavior will not constitute a criminal case. The fault lies with him. Once we review the surveillance footage, we will know the truth."

Ah, what a promising talent! If it weren't for the loss of his physical body, Zhang Meng would surely be wide-eyed with excitement right now. Under the influence of his perception, a young man dressed in simple clothing entered Zhang Meng's consciousness.

Why am I so unlucky? That group of immortals, Buddhas, and demons, not a single one is good! If they want to fight, let them fight; why drag me into it?

Hahaha! The Red Tassel Spear laughed heartily, "The so-called righteous cultivators are nothing but a group of fools. This millennium of life-and-death struggle, although it has destroyed my demonic body, you are not much better off. Now we can only entrust our consciousness to our respective magical artifacts, struggling to survive. I wonder what you can do to me now?"

What the master said is indeed true, the various immortal beings' magical tools nodded in agreement

If one does not possess great strength, one is bound to face the fate of complete annihilation of consciousness

A young man lay in a pool of blood. Ten meters in front of him, a red convertible sports car was parked by the roadside. In the car, a beautiful woman wearing sunglasses stared blankly ahead, taking a long time to react before tremblingly getting out of the car.

This is the legendary Penglai Fairyland, which is spoken of by the common people, appearing in the mortal realm only once every few decades, and then retreating back into the void.

Haha, the so-called justice has blinded your perception. This great opportunity before us, is it not a chance for us to engage in battle once more? After a thousand years, do you really believe that the Ten Thousand Swords Formation can still operate? Moreover... let us not forget, today is the day when the Penglai Fairyland manifests in the mortal realm

Although the physical bodies of the multitude have long been destroyed, the power wielded through spiritual consciousness remains formidable. Abundant spiritual energy converges between the two factions, surging upward like crashing waves against the sky.

However, even mortals with excellent qualifications and innate talent may not necessarily align with their own mental cultivation methods. Throughout this journey, Zhang Meng has observed many individuals, yet he has consistently been unable to find a suitable one

This is not good. The Ten Thousand Swords Returning to the Sect formation has been destroyed, and the demons are escaping! The Demon Suppressing Staff was alarmed and rushed forward to pursue, but there was no sign of the demon's magical artifacts. In the distance, only the long laughter of the Howling Sky Demon King could be heard: "Thank you all for your assistance, we shall meet again in the human world!"

The Demon King Xiaotian's words are misguided. A whisk appeared beside the Demon Subduing Staff, saying, "Rather than holding onto our grudges, why not set them aside? Let us discuss the teachings and share insights in this Penglai Fairyland, cultivating the great fruit together, so that we may soon re-enter the cycle of reincarnation"