There were many cultivators gathered outside the Scarlet Pheasant Valley. They looked at the gigantic furnace that connected the heavens and earth with shock.
"By the looks of it, even the valley master is most likely dead."
"That purple-robed man from the lower world is way too scary! The valley master had already turned into a True Demon but he was still killed mercilessly. "
"I reckon that he might be a Perfected Immortal or the successor of a True Demon!"
Most of the cultivators in the valley had already dispersed. The remaining people still held onto a glimmer of hope as they waited for the final outcome.
"If the valley master dies, where will we go from here on out?"
"The palace master of Peerless Hall, the pavilion master of the Immortal Slaying Pavilion and the Patriarch of Wind Fire Sect are most likely dead in there as well. Those sects and factions might not be able to hold on in the future as well."
"I wonder if that purple-robed man will establish some sort of faction. If he's willing to appear, we might have a way out if we submit to him."
In the hearts of these cultivators, there was no such thing as loyalty or a sense of belonging. They would submit to whoever had the biggest fist.
It was the same for most of the fiend regions.
It was unlike the Nine Firmaments Immortal Realm where the various Immortal Emperors reigned supreme and there were many Immortal Kings ruling over their territories in an orderly manner.
In the fiend regions, chaos was frequent and all sorts of killings were happening all the time.
Without the protection of experts, one's head might be severed at the very next moment!
As time passed by, the gigantic furnace in the world gradually dissipated. Wu Dao's true body appeared once more and descended slowly.
Beneath his feet, the original grand hall of Scarlet Pheasant Valley was reduced to ruins.
A black ball the size of a goose egg hovered in midair where the valley master died. It was filled with cracks.
A faint light shone from the cracks and a faint black mist shrouded it.
That was the Dao Fruit of the Scarlet Pheasant Valley's valley master!
The Dao Fruit was formed from the fusion of Mystic, Earth and Heavenly Essence. It was the crystallization of a lifetime of Dao techniques and was incomparably tough and indestructible.
Of course, that was only what the immortal and fiend sects called it.
In the Pure Land of Bliss, Buddhist cultivators referred to it as a relic.
In Tianhuang Mainland, there was a legend that after some accomplished monks died and underwent nirvanic rebirth, their corpses would rot and their flesh would wither. However, a crystal the size of a goose egg would be left behind.
In fact, the so-called 'obtaining the Dao' refers to stepping into the True One Realm and proving the Dao as an Arhat, which is the True Immortal of the Immortal Sect and the True Devil of the Devil Sect.
And the hard crystals left behind were the Dao fruits, which were also the Buddhist relics!
Although the corpse of the Valley Master of the Scarlet Pheasant Valley had been refined by the Heaven and Earth Smelt, this Dao Fruit had been preserved.
Wu Dao's true body held the Dao Fruit in his palm and carefully sensed it.
Not only did this Dao Fruit contain rich True Yuan, it also contained the Dao arts of the Scarlet Pheasant Valley's Valley Master. It was somewhat useful to him.
Of course, this Dao Fruit was clearly much weaker than the Dao Fruit of the Tranquil Cloud King's clone.
Ever since Wu Dao's original body had ascended to the Demon Domain, he had been unstoppable. He had flattened many forces, seized and refined the Elemental Spirit Ores, and collected many cultivation methods from the Upper Realm.
Most of these Cultivation Methods and Secret Arts were ordinary and did not catch his eye.
However, he was no longer unfamiliar with the True One Realm.
The True One Realm was divided into four levels, namely Unity, Celestial Being, Kongming, and Paradise!
The so-called Unity had two meanings.
Firstly, it was the fusion of Mystic Essence, Earth Essence, and Heaven Essence into one, transforming into True Yuan.
Secondly, it referred to the condensation and fusion of one's past Dao and Dao to become the final Dao Fruit.
The Valley Master of the Scarlet Pheasant Valley had just stepped into the True One Realm. He could only be considered as a True Devil of the Unity Stage.
As for the Tranquil Cloud King's clone that had died in Die Yue's hands, he was at least at the Kongming Realm, and could even be a True Immortal of the Paradise Realm!
The Sky Wolf had once told Wu Dao's original body that in order to reincarnate in the Upper Realm, only by cultivating to the third level of the True One Realm, which was the Kongming Realm, would it be possible.
"Kongming, Kongming …"
Wu Dao's original body murmured softly, a trace of understanding flashed across his heart. "This Kongming, it must have the meaning of the Netherworld."
"It's just that, I don't know what profound meaning this Kongming has."
Suddenly!
The expression of Wu Dao's original body changed as his gaze landed on a pile of ashes not far away. He frowned slightly, a strange expression on his face.
That was the remains of the corpse of the Scarlet Pheasant Valley's Valley Master after being incinerated.
His storage bag had already turned into ashes under the refinement of the Heaven and Earth Furnace, and the Elemental Spirit Stones inside had also been incinerated and refined.
However, on top of these ashes, there seemed to be something like a piece of black paper. It was as thin as a cicada's wing and lay there quietly.
Wu Dao's original body went forward and picked up this piece of black paper, examining it carefully.
This piece of black paper was extremely ancient, as if it was the skin of some living creature or beast. It was not complete, and looking at the gaps at the edges, it seemed to have been forcefully torn apart by an external force.
This was a remnant of a map.
One had to know that even the divine weapons and Dharma treasures in the storage bag of the Scarlet Pheasant Valley's Valley Master had been incinerated into a pile of boiling lava by the Heaven and Earth Furnace, but this remnant of a map had been preserved perfectly!
Furthermore, the strength of the person who could tear apart this map back then must have far surpassed that of Wu Dao's original body!
There seemed to be a figure drawn on this remnant of a map.
However, the map was incomplete and only half of the figure's body could be seen on it – the head could not be seen.
The figure seemed to be wearing a pitch-black armor and the weapon in its hands was also incomplete – it was unknown if it was a metal rod or a spear.
Wu Dao's original body merely took a single glance at the remnant of the map. Suddenly, he felt his mind and gaze being pulled in by an invisible force, sinking deep within.
All the strokes on the remnant of the map seemed to have fallen off, forming mysterious runes that surged into the mind of Wu Dao's original body.
The next moment, Wu Dao's original body felt all sorts of killing and destructive emotions from the depths of his heart!
He stood on the spot motionlessly and the surrounding essence qi of Heaven and Earth surged towards his body endlessly!
He did not circulate his Essence Spirit at all. His entire body was like a gigantic vortex that absorbed the essence qi of Heaven and Earth furiously.
On the face and skin of Wu Dao's original body, strange black patterns appeared, mysterious and profound.
Around his body, black demonic qi also began to swirl. His eyes were as black as ink and filled with a demonic light. His entire body seemed to have fallen into a berserk and uncontrollable state, surging with killing intent!
Wu Dao's original body was wearing a silver mask and his back was facing Shura. Shura could not see the abnormality on his face.
However, Shura could still feel that the state of Wu Dao's original body seemed to be a little off.
Just as he was about to speak, Wu Dao's original body trembled and he suddenly closed his eyes.
The demonic qi on his body gradually dissipated.
The black light in his eyes also faded.
However, the mysterious black patterns on his body did not disappear. They were like imprints that were engraved on his skin and had a strong attraction to the surrounding essence qi of Heaven and Earth.
Wu Dao's original body's heart skipped a beat. His blood qi surged and the flames of Wu Dao's cauldron burned, washing away the black patterns on his body before long.
"Interesting."
Wu Dao's original body curled his lips and murmured softly.
He clenched his hand and closed the remnant map. Without taking another look, he put it away in his storage bag.
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