Chapter 794 - 362: Crown of the People, a Frustrated Wu Zhe

The divination was correct. Wu Zhe had indeed arrived.

He wore a black robe and exuded a frigid aura, like a Soul Hooker emerging from the Underworld.

As Golden Core Cultivators of the Righteous Dao, Xiao Yuan and the others from the Purple Mist Sect should have struck down the Demon Cultivator.

However, their faces were all pale, and their eyes were filled with terror.

Forget fighting; they didn’t even have the courage to flee, frozen right where they stood.

’These people from the Purple Mist Sect are so pathetic.’

Li Chang’an remained calm, taking in their expressions with a casual glance.

’They’re Golden Core Cultivators, after all, in the same Major Realm as Wu Zhe, and yet they’re this terrified.’

’No wonder they came here treasure hunting instead of going to the Northern Domain to fight the Demon Sects.’

Li Chang’an stealthily activated his magic, planning to lure Wu Zhe away to an area better suited for Magical Combat.

But just then, with a THUD, Xiao Yuan suddenly knelt before Wu Zhe, pointing a trembling finger at Li Chang’an.

"Saint Child, it was this man, Lin Fan! He just obtained a piece of Soul Nourishing Jade."

His sudden act of kneeling took both Li Chang’an and Wu Zhe by surprise.

The corner of Wu Zhe’s mouth curled up slightly into a cold, sinister smile.

"What’s this? You wish to submit to my Demon Sect?"

"Yes, that’s right."

Xiao Yuan’s face was a mask of terror as he nodded repeatedly.

He said hurriedly, "In the Battle of Righteous and Evil, the Demonic path is destined for victory! It is the way of the world. I beg you, Saint Child, to let me join the Demon Sect."

"Not bad. You have a good eye. My Nether Soul Sect needs talent like you."

Wu Zhe agreed on the spot and waved his hand.

A dark light shot out from his Storage Pouch, materializing into a Spirit Contract that landed before Xiao Yuan.

This Spirit Contract was exceptionally harsh, with even more restrictions than a typical Master-Servant Spirit Contract.

But Xiao Yuan didn’t hesitate in the slightest.

He immediately signed his name and presented the Spirit Contract with the utmost respect.

"Saint Child, I have signed the Spirit Contract."

"Good. From this day forward, you are a Cultivator of my Nether Soul Sect."

Wu Zhe casually accepted the Spirit Contract.

"Since we are of the same sect, I naturally won’t kill you. However, you cannot return to the Nether Soul Sect for the time being. You must remain embedded within the Purple Mist Sect and await my orders."

"Yes!"

Xiao Yuan breathed a sigh of relief.

He had acted so despicably for the sole purpose of saving his own life.

Even Gu Yunqi, who possessed an Innate Spiritual Body, was no match for Wu Zhe. How could an ordinary Early Stage Golden Core Cultivator like him possibly survive?

For this very reason, he chose the path of betrayal.

Seeing this, the others knelt in unison, all declaring their intent to surrender.

"Excellent! It seems my Demon Sect has won the hearts of the people!"

The smile on Wu Zhe’s face widened as he threw out several more Spirit Contracts.

Soon enough, they too had signed the Spirit Contracts, becoming undercover agents for the Demon Sect.

They all retreated to stand behind Wu Zhe in a servile posture.

"Saint Child, this Lin Fan is just a Loose Cultivator from a humble background, but he possesses Tier Three Top Grade Array Skills. You must not underestimate him."

"The Soul Nourishing Jade he found is quite large—at least half the size of a person’s head..."

Xiao Yuan and the others spoke up, explaining Li Chang’an’s situation to Wu Zhe.

After listening, Wu Zhe’s gaze shifted to land on Li Chang’an.

He waved his hand.

A Spirit Contract flew out, stopping before Li Chang’an.

"A Tier Three Top Grade Array Master... you have some value," Wu Zhe commented lightly.

"Lin Fan, I’m in a good mood today. Hand over the Treasure, become my Honored Guest Elder, and I will spare your life. I will even guide you onto the one true Righteous Dao!"

The "Righteous Dao" he spoke of was, of course, the law of the jungle where the strong devour the weak.

In the eyes of many Demon Cultivators, their way was the true Righteous Dao, one that aligned with the laws of the world.

Li Chang’an ignored him, his gaze falling instead upon Xiao Yuan and the others.

"Daoist Xiao, when I saved your lives just a moment ago, you all promised me a generous reward. Is this what you meant by ’generous’?"

At his words, there wasn’t the slightest trace of guilt on the faces of Xiao Yuan or his companions.

Xiao Yuan replied, "My apologies, Daoist Lin. Men strive to reach greater heights. Since the Demonic path is higher than the Righteous Dao, we must naturally join the Demon Sect!"

Another added, "That’s right, Daoist Lin. Why are you hesitating? You should join the Demon Sect with us."

They all spoke with clear consciences, without a hint of regret in their voices.

Seeing this, Li Chang’an said no more.

He flicked his finger.

A burst of Magical Power shot out, disintegrating the Spirit Contract before him into fine dust.

This act caused Wu Zhe’s expression to darken.

"Lin Fan, I wished to spare you out of appreciation for your talent. But since you don’t know what’s good for you, so be it."

As he spoke, a dark light materialized in his hand, and his aura began to climb steadily.

Li Chang’an wasted no more words, preparing to strike.

Just at that moment, the ground beneath them began to tremble slightly.

The trembling grew increasingly violent, as if the very heavens and earth were shaking.

"An earthquake!"

Li Chang’an’s expression tightened, and in an instant, he shot high into the sky.

Wu Zhe, Xiao Yuan, and the others did the same.

Looking out, the distant land seemed to have become a liquid surface, with waves rolling across it one after another.

This earthquake was far more violent than the previous two. Muffled roars echoed all around, as if the earth itself were crying out in agony.

RUMBLE...

Countless mountains crumbled, sending boulders tumbling as dust and smoke filled the air.

The very earth was torn asunder, revealing terrifying fissures, as if some colossal Demon Beast were about to claw its way out from deep below.

A long while passed.

The earthquake slowly subsided.

The familiar landscape was gone, replaced by a ravaged and desolate scene.

’This earthquake lasted much longer than the previous two. I fear more ruins will appear across the Cultivation Immortality Realm,’ Li Chang’an mused.

Suddenly, he sensed a familiar Power of Faith.

The power was located deep within the ruins, and he had never sensed it before.

Li Chang’an’s eyes grew profound as he gazed into the depths of the ruins.