I Swear I’m Not a Demonic Cultivator - Chapter 41
“This is the Ancient Absolute Kill Formation—the Nine Heavens Ten Earths Divine Extermination Formation! Even if a Divine Transformation expert personally arrives, today, you will not leave here alive!”
Yun Lan’s frantic roar, filled with desperate madness, echoed beneath the blood-red sky.
The moment his words fell, all the Righteous Path cultivators present seemed to receive a unified command, instantly springing into action!
Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!
Hundreds of cultivators moved with lightning speed, their figures flashing as they flawlessly assumed their pre-arranged positions within the Formation. Each now held a mystical Formation Flag.
The flags varied in color, corresponding to the fundamental Powers of Laws: metal, wood, water, fire, earth, wind, thunder, light, and darkness.
“Activate the Formation!”
Standing at the Formation’s core, Yun Lan hurled his Lifebound Magic Treasure—a cyan Jade Ruyi scepter—high into the sky. His hands flew through a series of rapid hand seals as his Spiritual Energy poured out without reserve!
“By the mandate of Heaven, we execute the Demon-Slaying Decree!”
“Activate!”
The hundreds of cultivators roared in unison, their voices coalescing into a surging tide that shook the very earth.
Simultaneously, they thrust their Formation Flags into the void beneath their feet!
Buzz—!!!
Hundreds of brilliant, multicolored spiritual lights erupted from the flags, shooting toward the heavens in dazzling streams!
The spiritual light rapidly coalesced and intertwined across the sky, painting a colossal Star Chart spanning hundreds of miles above Hundred Herbs Valley, as if a deity were wielding an ink brush.
Upon the Star Chart, three hundred and sixty-five principal stars blazed brilliantly, each corresponding to a cultivator at the Golden Core Stage or higher. Countless smaller stars twinkled between them, connected by silver threads of light, forming an intricate, complex Formation brimming with supreme majesty.
A vast, primordial aura—a terrifying presence akin to the heavens executing divine judgment—crashed down from the Star Chart!
This aura was no mere oppressive spiritual energy; it was a High Tier force—an absolute lockdown and crushing power derived from the Power of Laws themselves!
Like an invisible hand descending from the nine heavens, it seized this entire space in an iron grip!
Trapped at the Formation’s center, Fang Zheng instantly felt the immense pressure.
Behind him, the Human Emperor Banner emitted an uneasy hum, its tens of thousands of ghostly faces dimming under the immense pressure.
Even Lu Chuxue and Corpse Servant Zhao Xun, whose demonic forms had just surged to the Half-Step Nascent Soul realm, were crushed beneath this aura, their bones cracking as they knelt prostrate on the ground, utterly paralyzed.
Fang Zheng’s brow furrowed slightly.
He lifted his gaze to the Righteous Dao cultivators within the formation, their faces twisted in fury as they clamored for his death.
Once again, a wave of pity washed over him.
Poor souls.
They believed they were slaying a demon, unaware they had already become mere tools, instruments of the very “tribulation” meant to oppose him. They too were pitiful, deceived victims.
Very well.
Reasoning with them is futile.
Then let this most righteous and formidable Human Sovereign’s Sacred Artifact shatter their illusions!
With thunderous force, he would tear through their delusion and awaken them from their obsession!
Fang Zheng’s eyes blazed with unwavering resolve.
The Haoran Demonic Qi within him surged forth with unprecedented ferocity.
He slowly raised his right hand.
In his palm, a massive golden seal materialized, shimmering with the essence of the Human Dao’s order.
But in the true world…
When that jet-black square seal appeared, etched with mountains of corpses and seas of blood, crackling with crimson lightning!
The entire Nine Heavens Ten Earths Divine Extermination Formation shuddered violently!
The starlight in the Star Chart dimmed abruptly, as if mice had glimpsed a cat!
“That’s the Demonic Artifact!”
“Activate the Great Formation with all your might! Kill him!”
Yun Lan roared in terror.
He could feel the Great Formation’s spiritual energy being devoured by the black seal at an alarming rate!
No time to hesitate!
“Nine Heavens Stars, heed my command!”
“God-Slaying Light, descend!”
Yun Lan spat out a mouthful of heart’s blood.
In the sky, the three hundred and sixty-five main stars erupted with their brightest radiance.
Pillars of starlight shot forth.
Destruction.
Convergence.
Mid-air, a colossal lance forged from the power of all the Laws materialized.
It radiated an aura of pure, unadulterated annihilation, locking its sights on Fang Zheng below.
This strike could instantly obliterate anything below the Divine Transformation stage!
The lance was about to fall.
At this critical moment—
A woman’s voice, utterly unexpected, rang out.
Crisp, melodious, yet laced with bone-deep languor and mockery.
The voice pierced through the Formation, resonating directly in the Divine Souls of everyone present.
“Such a pure flesh and blood sacrifice…”
“Defiled by the spiritual light of you ants.”
“Truly… nauseating.”
As the voice faded, a distorted scream erupted from behind Yun Lan.
“HAHAHAHA, why don’t you look behind you now?”
This scream was more terrifying than the Demonic Sound Piercing the Ears!
Yun Lan and all the Righteous Path cultivators stiffened and turned their heads.
In the next instant, a fear a hundred times greater than when they first saw Fang Zheng seized their hearts!
On the distant horizon—
A colossal white bone ship, blotting out half the sky, tore through the void.
The ship’s hull was pieced together from the ghastly white bones of colossal beasts.
At its prow, a fearsome dragon skull glared with spectral green flames burning in its eye sockets.
Along the ship’s flanks hung strings of skull wind chimes, still dripping blood, emitting crisp, soul-piercing clangs.
A chilling, chaotic, and malevolent Demonic Energy surged forth like a tsunami!
And beneath their feet…
Countless purplish-black Demonic Patterns had silently spread like venomous snakes, forming an immense Formation.
This Formation completely encircled the Nine Heavens Ten Earths Divine Extermination Formation in reverse!
The mantis stalks the cicada…
But the oriole lies in wait behind!
Boom!
Pillars of purplish-black Demonic Energy erupted skyward, forming an even greater, curse-laden cage!
“It’s… it’s the Demonic Path’s sacred vessel, the Netherworld White Bone Boat!”
“And the Ancient Demonic Formation, the Myriad Souls Heaven-Locking Grand Formation!”
The white-haired elder of the Myriad Methods Sect cried out, his voice cracking from fear.
“We’re… we’re surrounded!”
At the prow of the colossal bone ship, a figure stood motionless.
She wore a black palace-style gown, its hem embroidered with golden-threaded manjusaka flowers that seemed to devour the light.
Her face was concealed behind an exquisite silver butterfly mask, revealing only a pair of soul-stealing, peach-blossom eyes and a perfect crimson mouth.
In her hand, she idly toyed with a finger bone as white as jade.
The Holy Maiden of the Demonic Path: Yun Shuishui!
She had arrived.
Yun Shuishui’s gaze drifted lightly over the ashen-faced Righteous Path cultivators below, finally settling on the center of the Formation.
On the azure-robed figure wielding a black square seal.
A fiery fervor, incomprehensible to outsiders, flashed in her eyes.
Ecstasy!
It was him!
This Primordial Demonic Qi, pure to its absolute limit, imbued with the supreme majesty of a primordial emperor!
The Heavenly Secrets Pavilion’s ranking list hadn’t lied!
The Demonic Son, born once in ten thousand years, had descended upon the world!
How could such a sacred “coronation” ceremony be disturbed by mere ants?
Yun Shuishui parted her crimson lips, her voice ringing out once more.
This time, it was an order—unyielding, absolute.
“All Demonic Sect disciples, hear my command!”
“Activate the Myriad Souls Heaven-Locking Grand Formation! Seal off the Heavenly Secrets, allowing not even a fly to escape!”
“Today, this Holy Maiden shall personally…”
Her gaze locked with Fang Zheng’s in mid-air.
She saw the “Righteous Dao” burning in his eyes.
She felt the “Supreme Demonic Might” radiating from his body.
She witnessed the “Light of Heavenly Punishment” descending from the Righteous Dao’s Great Formation.
Yun Shuishui smiled.
Under the horrified gazes of everyone present, she slowly, reverently, performed a grand salute toward Fang Zheng at the Formation’s center.
It was a gesture of devotion reserved only for deities.
“Welcome home, Holy Son!”