Demonic Cultivator: Immune To Common Side Effects - Chapter 84

Chapter 84: Can History Be Rewritten? The Ancient God Awakens!

No one could fathom how the Ancient God could manipulate the Three Corpses, summoning the Lower Corpse Worms from the hearts of the cultivators.

Normally, these dormant worms only awakened when an Immortal Cultivator prepared to Sever the Three Corpses. Yet the Ancient God within the tomb wielded this terrifying ability, conjuring Lower Corpse Worms above the heads of all Immortal Cultivators.

Even the Obscured Moon Sword Immortal and Cinder Annihilation Fairy found centipedes coiling above them.

Unaware of this insidious influence, the Immortal Cultivators gradually felt wicked desires rising within their hearts.

At that moment, a sinister thought flashed through the Obscured Moon Fairy’s eyes.

She cultivated the Path of Ruthlessness, having severed all seven emotions and six desires upon achieving immortality, dedicating herself entirely to the Sword Dao.

But as the Lower Corpse Worm coiled in her hair, a vile fire ignited in her abdomen.

Long-suppressed urges for slaughter, greed, and yearning blazed to life.

Despite her formidable cultivation base, Obscured Moon had always suppressed her true nature. Now, she desperately craved a cathartic massacre.

Kill…

The vile fire burned within her, her eyes bloodshot.

Obscured Moon raised her Moon Essence Sword, pointing it at Shadow Old Demon.

“Master! These Demonic Path villains cannot be trusted! They must all be eradicated!”

“We must eradicate them root and branch, lest they rise again!”

“To save the world, there is only one path—slaughter!”

Beside them, Cinder Annihilation Fairy, having already slipped into the Asura Path, morbidly extended her tongue to lick the blade of her slender sword.

“Master, killing the Sect Master of the Demon Shadow Sect is not enough to quench our rage,” she hissed.

“So many Fellow Daoists were sacrificed to the Ancient God by their hands. How can we trust them now?”

“A leopard cannot change its spots. Only blood can quench blood!”

The Immortal Cultivators in the mountain cave began to lose control.

Xiao Wu of the Swordless Sect, the Lute Fairy, and the Dragon-Tiger Immortal Venerable—an inexplicable fury blazed in their eyes, a thirst for slaughter that refused to be quenched.

Kill!

Kill until rivers of blood flow, until a Blood Dynasty rises from the carnage!

Just as the situation threatened to spiral out of control, Li Yan unleashed countless shadows. The Lotus Lamp in his hand blazed, and countless Golden Body Dharma Idols erupted from the ground.

Almost everyone in the cave was enveloped by the radiant figures.

And the Dharma Idols inherited Li Yan’s indestructible nature.

Though he was merely a Golden Core Stage cultivator in this Dream Realm, his invulnerable essence could protect them all.

Obscured Moon, Cinder Annihilation, and the assembled cultivators found themselves sheltered within the golden light of the Dharma Idols.

The Lower Corpse Worms hovering above their heads were reduced to ashes under the radiant glow of the Golden Body Dharma Idol, and almost simultaneously, clarity returned to everyone’s minds.

Obscured Moon Fairy, standing beside Li Yan, paused in bewilderment.

“What… what just happened?”

“Why did I…”

She clutched her chest, startled by the intense murderous intent that had overwhelmed her moments before. She had never lost composure like this before. As a Great Ascension Stage Immortal, how could she have nearly succumbed to such murderous thoughts?

Impossible! she thought.

Realizing this, Obscured Moon immediately turned to Li Yan. “Master, what exactly happened to your disciple just now?”

Seeing that everyone had calmed down and regained consciousness, Li Yan leisurely explained, “This Ancient God is peculiar. He can summon the Lower Corpse Worms lurking within your hearts.”

His words sent ripples of shock through the cavern.

“Lower Corpse Worms?”

“One of the Three Corpses?”

“How is this possible?”

The Immortals were stunned, while Cinder Annihilation Fairy fell into deep thought.

“I once read in ancient texts,” she said, “that when an Immortal Cultivator reaches the peak of the Great Luo Initial Stage, severing one of the Three Corpses allows them to advance to the Great Luo Intermediate Stage. Likewise, at the peak of the Great Luo Intermediate Stage, severing the second Corpse grants access to the Great Luo Late Stage.”

“At the peak of the Great Luo Late Stage, severing the Third Corpse allows one to ascend and become a Dao Ancestor!”

“But we Immortals haven’t even ascended to the White Jade Capital yet. The Great Luo Golden Immortal Realm remains a distant dream for us.”

Cinder Annihilation Fairy’s words plunged the crowd into deep fear.

Everyone knew that the Three Corpses were far beyond the reach of humble Immortals like themselves.

Reaching the level of Severing the Three Corpses meant nearing Dao Ancestry, merging with the Heavenly Dao itself.

For the Immortal Cultivators present, Severing the Three Corpses was an unthinkable prospect.

It was akin to asking a group of Lower Realm Immortals capable of moving mountains and filling seas to shatter three thousand worlds with a single punch.

Was such a thing even possible?

Countless Immortals fearfully retreated several steps, unwilling to venture deeper into the God’s Tomb.

What kind of Ghost Object lay within?

Even the Heretical Cultivators who had been eager to open the tomb now hesitated to advance.

Just then, a soft rustling sound echoed from the depths of the ancient tomb.

The Immortals swallowed nervously, all crowding into Li Yan’s Golden Body Dharma Idols.

Dozens of Golden Body Dharma Idols glowed brightly, standing like guardian deities.

Only within Li Yan’s Dharma Idols could the Immortals find a sliver of reassurance.

Dragon-Tiger Immortal Venerable, standing at the forefront, raised his hand. “Listen! What’s that sound?”

The depths of the God’s Tomb stretched before them, pitch-black and impenetrable, like a black hole that devoured any light that dared to penetrate its depths.

Dragon-Tiger Immortal Venerable hurled an Enemy-Seeking Talisman into the abyss.

Moments later, several cultivators burst from the shadows, their faces contorted with terror as they fled toward the cavern’s entrance.

“Three hours ago, we opened the God’s Coffin!” one of them cried. “The Ancient God inside instantly devoured dozens of our comrades!”

“Only a handful of us managed to escape!”

These survivors were clearly the team sent earlier to open the God’s Coffin.

Li Yan frowned. He had transmigrated half an hour ago, yet the coffin had already been opened three hours prior.

He had entered the Dream Realm too late!

The God’s Coffin was open, the Ancient God had awakened, and the Era of Dharma Decline was about to descend!

Suddenly, the fleeing cultivators seemed to realize something behind them.

“Help us! Dragon-Tiger Immortal Venerable, save us!”

The Ancient God Believers, barely escaped from the darkness, stretched their hands toward the Immortal Venerable’s golden form.

Dragon-Tiger Immortal Venerable, sheltered within his Golden Body Dharma Idol, reached out to grab their hands.

In that instant…

Countless tentacles erupted from the depths of the darkness. The cultivator at the peak of the Body Integration Stage had only time for a bloodcurdling scream before being dragged into the bottomless abyss.

The sole survivor, untouched by the tentacles, clung desperately to Dragon-Tiger Immortal Venerable’s hand. “Old Immortal, save me!”

The Immortal Venerable felt an immense, terrifying force pulling at him. Gritting his teeth, he tried to drag the man back, but he himself was slowly being pulled outward, inch by inch.

Seeing this, Li Yan shouted, “No one step within the Golden Body Dharma Idol’s perimeter! Get out now if you want to live!”

The Immortal Venerable hesitated for a moment, then gritted his teeth and reluctantly drew his Treasure Sword. “Fellow Daoist, I’m sorry!”

The Heretical Cultivator erupted in fury. “Old Immortal, you’re abandoning me to die! May you rot in hell…”

Before he could finish, the Immortal Venerable’s sword flashed, severing the Heretical Cultivator’s arm.

With a bloodcurdling scream, the man was yanked into the darkness by the tentacles, leaving only his severed hand, still tightly clutching the Immortal Venerable’s.

Just as the group began to breathe a collective sigh of relief, believing they were safe within the Golden Body Dharma Idol’s protective aura…

Whoosh!

A foul, putrid wind suddenly swept through the cavern, causing the flame of the Lotus Lamp in Li Yan’s hand to flicker wildly.

The light wavered erratically, and the Golden Body Dharma Idol began to destabilize.

In an instant, more people were dragged away by tentacles emerging from the depths of the darkness!

Li Yan glanced down at the Lotus Lamp in his hand and sighed inwardly.

Damn it!