Translated by: Hypersheep325 Edited by: Michyrr
"This is Wu Yang's power of faith. Although the power of faith he gathered is very heterogeneous, there is a lot of it. Furthermore, I've refined it day and night with the Heavenly Dipper Sacred Flame, purifying all the heterogeneous desires within it. Now, you can already use this power of faith, but the more you use, the less it will become. You don't have a huge amount of power of faith to support it, so you have to use it sparingly. Moreover, these nine immortal rings are a little illusory and not that practical. They can only be used as a temporary external force. Sooner or later, you will need your own power of faith," the Greedy Old Man said slowly.
Xuanyuan took a deep breath and deeply felt the majestic power surging within his body. His battle prowess was boundless, and this was all derived from the power of faith. It was as if he was revered by millions of people, like a god, high up in the sky. And this was only the illusory nine immortal rings.
If he could truly condense nine real immortal rings, how powerful would he be? He thought of the nine immortal rings behind Daozi's head and couldn't help but sigh.
It seemed that the gap between him and Daozi was really not small.
"When you reach a certain level, the people will build a temple for you. At that time, the power of faith condensed will be the purest. Previously, the Devouring Emperor wanted to build a temple for you, but after I reprimanded him, he gave up." Because if he really did that, it would be like pulling up seedlings to help them grow. The power of faith would become impure, and there would be flaws when Xuanyuan condensed it, which would have a great impact on him. Just for the sake of temporary power, it would bring great obstacles to his path in the future. The Greedy Old Man had always felt that it was best for the people to build their own temples to worship.
Xuanyuan nodded and didn't say much. The Greedy Old Man was right. He was still very young, and he couldn't think of making people worship him just because he had some small achievements. That wasn't good. As long as he did his part, everything would come naturally. Although Xuanyuan had done a lot, it was all in the dark, and no one knew about it. Therefore, it was normal that the people didn't know about it. Xuanyuan didn't have any complaints about this. He didn't do things for profit, and he didn't do things against his heart. That was enough.
But the impact that was produced was invisible to ordinary people.
One life, two fate, three geomancy, and four merit.
When it came to accumulating good karma, if one did a good deed and didn't let others know about it, it would be considered good karma. In the unseen world, one would receive the favor of the heavens. Furthermore, it would prevent one's family and descendants from dying tragically. Furthermore, one's own karmic luck would also be secretly affected, allowing one to seek good fortune and avoid calamity.
If one did a good deed and the world knew about it, this merit would be called Yang Merit. It wouldn't cause the heavens to bless one's family, and it wouldn't affect one's luck either. However, one would be rewarded with fame and fortune in the world. For example, the power of faith was one of them. It was famous all over the world, and countless people respected it to obtain external objects.
Whether it was Yin Merit or Yang Merit, Xuanyuan didn't do it deliberately. He just let it be.
In the Hell of Avici, Xuanyuan mastered the unique killing technique of the Inner Demon Sect. He opened his eyes and sighed in his heart, "It seems like the Inner Demon Sect's methods can't be underestimated. This Heart Severing Palm can not only end one's life, but if one has the supreme mental cultivation of the Inner Demon Sect, they can also end the luck of others and take it for themselves."
"That's natural. Every foundation has its own extraordinary aspects, so you must be extra careful this time. Otherwise, it'll be easy to lose your life," the Greedy Old Man cautiously instructed.
After all, this time, he was going to destroy a complete foundation, and there were many old people who had lived for 200,000 years. They were much older than the Zongheng Sect. Moreover, they were guarding the Inner Demon Sect, so it wouldn't be as easy to lure them out as it was to deal with the Zongheng Sect. There were also many killing formations to serve them, so it would be a difficult battle.
Because the Inner Demon Sect was close to the forbidden area of the Demon Realm, it would be easy to tell if the Celestial Race's summons were real or fake. If they were exposed to the Celestial Race and there were spies, then it would be easy to deduce Xuanyuan's identity, and it would be even more difficult to proceed.
In the depths of the Demon Realm Dynasty, there was an extremely mysterious space. Shi Yan brought the Hell of Avici and barged in.
A voice could be heard.
"Little girl, why did you think of looking for an old man like me? Do you have something to ask of me again? Last time, you asked me to intimidate those who wanted to kill Xuanyuan. What do you want this time?" This person was an old emperor who had lived for 100,000 years. His strength was unpredictable.
The lifespan of the Demon Clan was much longer than that of the Human Clan. The longest they could live was one yuan, 129,600 years. Therefore, this was why the Inner Demon Sect was more difficult to deal with than the Zongheng Sect. Of course, to be able to live for such a long time, one had to have the corresponding strength.
If they were only in the First Revolution Dou Xian realm, they would at most live for a few thousand years. In the Human Clan, there would only be a few hundred people in the Dou Xian realm. At most, they would live for close to a thousand years. This was the difference.
"Old Ancestor, there is something I need to let you know. The current Inner Demon Sect has completely become a lackey of the Celestial Race. If we don't get rid of it, I'm afraid it will cause great harm to our Demon Clan …" Shi Yan told him about the Inner Demon Sect and Xuanyuan's plan. She only hoped that this Old Ancestor would cooperate.
"The Inner Demon Sect … has actually submitted to the Celestial Race. That's right. With his temperament, he is completely capable of doing such a thing. However, do you have evidence? If you don't have absolute evidence and kill the wrong person, it will cause great harm to the relationship between the Demon Province Dynasty and the Inner Demon Sect." The old man's voice was exceptionally heavy.
"Just kill 'Seiji'. This person was also raised with the Source of the Celestial Race. As long as we confirm that he has the Source of the Celestial Race in his body, we can see if the Inner Demon Sect has submitted to the Celestial Race. I believe that with the relationship between the Demon Province Dynasty and the Inner Demon Sect, even if we mistakenly kill a Holy Son, we will not start a war. Moreover, I have absolute confidence." Xuanyuan walked out of the Avici Demon Prison. The nine immortal rings behind his head gradually retracted and merged into his body. Although he was only at the level of a sage, he gave off the aura of a Young Emperor who ruled over the world. This was the unique foundation of the Human Clan.
"Xuanyuan …" The old man was naturally no stranger to Xuanyuan. He was the precious little princess of the Demon Clan, Shi Yan. He was also someone who dared to take the risk and deliver the divine medicine to Shi Yan. He had seen it with his own eyes, so he had a very good impression of Xuanyuan.
"I was wondering why Shi Yan was so certain that there was something wrong with the Inner Demon Sect. So it was you who did it behind the scenes." The old man had a smile on his face. He did not seem to be offended. Instead, he was very happy that Xuanyuan had taken the initiative to visit. He had been looking forward to this day for a very long time.
"These are all small matters. This time, I have come to propose a marriage with the Demon Clan. Lao Ai and I have been engaged for so long. It is unreasonable not to formally meet Lao Ai's family. It is also my fault that I was just a poor boy before and did not have the face to come here to propose. Now that I have achieved something, this little gift will be my engagement gift to Lao Ai."
As soon as he finished speaking, 36 peerless Dao weapons flew out of Xuanyuan's body and formed a large Heavenly Cycle. Even the old Demon Clan Emperor, who had lived for 100,000 years, could not help but be shocked.
"Why do you have so many peerless grade Dao Weapons?" Every single peerless grade Dao Weapon was extremely hard to come by. It would take a great deal of effort to forge them. Moreover, they would need to be at the same level as him. Moreover, most of the peerless grade Dao Weapons in front of him were made from superior materials. Even in the Primordial Era, they were extremely difficult to find in the Central Divine Region. One would need to travel to the Beyond Heavens in order to obtain them.
Xuanyuan grinned and did not say much. "This is just a small gift. I hope the Old Ancestor can agree to my marriage with Lao Ai."
At this moment, Shi Yan's face was filled with sweetness. She hugged Xuanyuan's arm and wrinkled her nose. She muttered, "You idiot, I told you long ago that it's enough to just give a little. You're still giving us so much. You're going to make us lose so much. No matter how much you give or how little you give, our family will still give you a big treasure."
Hearing Shi Yan's words, the Old Ancestor's heart was filled with sadness. When a girl is of age, she would not be kept at home. She was siding with an outsider too much. He could only pretend that he did not hear her. However, it was true that Xuanyuan was generous enough.
"You call this a small gift? Are you going to make us lose so much? The man has given such a precious gift. If the woman doesn't return it, it will seem that the Devil Clan is stingy. Aiya, I'm so distressed. Boy, take it." As soon as he finished speaking, a demon sword fell into Xuanyuan's hand. The sword was white in color and glowed with green light. Its killing power was boundless. The moment Xuanyuan held it, he felt an endless sea of blood rolling and stirring up thousands of waves in his heart.
"This sword is called the Yuan Massacre Sword. It is the foundation of the Devil Clan and one of the supreme Dao weapons. It is a pair with Shi Yan's Avici Dao Sword. Even the Avici Devil Prison that she is using now is made with reference to the aura of the Avici Killing Sword. Yuan Tu and Avici are two sacred swords left by the Devil Clan's Divine Ancestor. There are many secrets in them that are not to be known to outsiders." The old man sighed and said, "Now you know why so many people oppose you being with the little girl.
"Now you know why so many people are against you being with the little girl. The 'Avici Slaughtering Sword' only recognizes the little girl as its master, and Yuantu and the 'Avici Slaughtering Sword' are a match made in heaven. If Shiguan were to be with you, it would mean that the 'Yuan Massacre Sword' of our demon race would end up in the hands of an outsider. How could they possibly accept it? Now that you have a certain level of strength, if I were to give you the sword, you would be able to control the situation. After all, with the huge 'Qinglong Sacred Area' around, even those who are not convinced would not dare to act recklessly."
"Thank you, Old Ancestor." Xuanyuan was overjoyed. His relationship with Shi Yan had finally been acknowledged by the higher-ups of the Devil Clan.
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