After Li Qingshan finished imparting the cultivation method, he fell into deep thought. [Internet]
The various transformations of the Nine Transformations of Demons and Gods were easy at the beginning, but the further one progressed, the more difficult it became. Even the Devil Transformations of the Tiger Demon and the Ape Demon, which suited his temperament, were far from complete.
After all, no matter how compatible one's temperament was, it was only a part of cultivation. The accumulation of external resources and internal spiritual comprehension were both indispensable.
Even in terms of temperament, the Qilin Transformation was the one he was least compatible with. It was the most difficult transformation to cultivate, and it was very difficult from the very beginning. Breaking through to the first, second, and third levels was already a lot of hard work.
Back then, the Ox Demon and Tiger Demon had been so relaxed. Furthermore, his current comprehension and resources were many times greater than back then.
Therefore, he was prepared to fight a protracted war. It was not until he accidentally entered the Elysium that he began to advance by leaps and bounds.
This was obviously due to the Qilin Paradise. It was just like how Ruin's End was to the spirit turtle. Its influence on a world was extremely great. As a matter of fact, it could even be said that the environment determined people.
After all, no matter how strong an individual was, compared to the energy of the entire environment, it was just a drop in the ocean. If it was a world with a particularly strong will, it would directly determine the way everyone lived.
If a person was born in the Asura Realm and was unwilling to fight with others, no matter how much of a genius he was, he would still be killed, or he wouldn't be considered a genius at all.
Qian Rongzhi, that woman, could barely be considered average in the World of the Nine Prefectures. However, in the Demonic Domain, she might be a rare peerless genius that only appeared once in a thousand years. As long as she did not die, she would definitely become an Evil God.
Moreover, because he controlled the will of the five planes, the people he met in the nine provinces in the past all improved like gods, such as Yu Zijian, Ru Xin, and Han Qiongzhi. He didn't even need to deliberately take care of her. His emotional inclination could affect everything.
If he had not made a trip to the Ruin of End, he would never have been able to master his Spirit Turtle Manifestation.
Not only did Ruin's End influence his temperament, adjusting him to a state most suited for the Spirit Turtle Transformation, but it also provided him with an endless supply of resources.
Although the price was all his memories and almost all his other transformations were destroyed, it was all worth it. The further he went, the more difficult it became, and the greater the power it brought him. That was how he established his current realm.
Moreover, it wasn't just temperament and resources, but also luck.
Luck was illusory, but it was real. If an ordinary person received help from a noble person, his life would naturally be smooth sailing. But what if he received the care and help of the entire world?
Qian Rongzhi and Hui Long fought, and when Hui Long was about to escape from the Infernal domain, he bumped into Li Qingshan. This was definitely not a coincidence.
Take the Ming Cult as an example. If the other Demon Emperors came up with the same idea, they would not dare to cause trouble. Otherwise, they would have been found out and skinned.
However, even Li Qingshan was unable to divine her fate. Compared to regular demonfolk, this was basically cheating. He did not need to bear the responsibilities of the Demon Emperor, but he received benefits far greater than the Demon Emperor.
The Black Sun Demon Heart was restless.
What Li Qingshan had obtained was far more than just cheating. It was simply "The world has already decided that you shall be the Demon God King."
He should have recited a poem right away: Living or dying for the benefit of the country, how can I avoid it because of misfortune or fortune? However, when he thought about it, he really didn't want to. He was a good Chivalrous King. How could he come to the Infernal Region?
"But why? Why did the Infernal Region choose me?"
In the beginning, he thought it was because of the various Demon Transformations and the demonic nature in his heart that he had obtained the favor of the Demon Heavens. Now, he felt things were not that simple.
With a thought, he raised his eyebrows, and a vertical eye suddenly opened on his forehead, peering into the laws of the world. However, he could not help but leak out a sliver of his aura.
The Green-Winged Bat King and the Golden-Haired Lion King had just stood up, but they almost collapsed again. They looked at each other in shock. "Evil! Evil god!"
Demon Kings like them could already be considered powerful in the Infernal domain. There were actually extremely few Demon Emperors and Demon Emperors.
This demonic city had a population of over a hundred million, but there were only a dozen or so Demon Emperors, one in ten million. There were slightly more Demon Emperors, but there was only one in a million.
As for evil gods, they were unreachable existences.
Demon Emperors and Demon Emperors were powerful, but they would still die in battle. Evil gods were already the darlings of the Infernal domain. They would not die for no reason. They were the central force of the entire Infernal domain.
The one who ruled this demonic city was an evil god.
The Green-Winged Bat King was in disbelief. He murmured to himself, "The cult master is a guest. He's actually an evil god!"
The Golden-Haired Lion King's eyes lit up. "No, he should be called a Human Immortal. If he's not an Exalted Immortal, how can he create a cultivation method like this? "
"Yes, a Human Immortal."
The Green-Winged Bat King nodded. Thinking back to Just Now, he was actually bold enough to speak so boldly before a Human Immortal, expressing his displeasure over his mockery. He could not help but sweat profusely. If it were an evil god, he would definitely torture him to the point where he wished he was dead.
However, not only did this sir not scold him, but he even encouraged him, treating him as an equal the entire time. It was simply unbelievable. Thinking about it, was this not exactly what he yearned for? Generosity, integrity, equality, and light.
The Golden-Haired Lion King sighed. "The cult master has actually managed to invite the assistance of an Exalted Immortal, and he's even passed on such a cultivation method. Our Ming cult has great hope!"
"Yes, great hope!"
Hearing that, the eyes of all the demonfolk lit up with hope. They raised their heads and looked at Li Qingshan. They felt that with this sir leading them, it was not impossible for them to overthrow the tyranny of the evil god that ruled over this demonic city. As for the twelve Demon Gods, they completely dared not think about it.
However, unbeknownst to them, Li Qingshan's target this time was a Demon God.
Along the way, he had never looked back. Before they knew it, he had already travelled so high and so far. Perhaps it was exactly because of this that they did not realise they had already surpassed all life a long time ago, joining the ranks of immortals.
Perhaps they had clearly realised it, but they just had to smash the statue of the Divine General Samaran, refusing to be worshipped and worshipped by anyone.
As a result, these demonfolk were destined to be disappointed. His objective this time was not to save demonfolk with a conscience like them, but to remove the blood oath of the Nether River. That was only related to himself.
He could "draw his blade and lend a hand when he saw injustice", but he could forget about "saving people from suffering and delivering them from suffering". He had not come to the Demon domain to be a saviour.
The qilin tiger took pity on the common people.
However, he did not know what pity was. He did not pity himself, nor did he pity others. This was also the cruelty of a tiger.
However, many years ago, the young man had once shed tears for a homeless child. The child was called Little Ann.
That was the only exception.
Li Qingshan scanned around a few times with his eyes and saw through the workings of the laws of the Demon domain, but he was still confused. The laws of the world were too vast and too complicated. His method was like a blind man groping an elephant. He could not grasp its essence at all.
Then there was only one last method left.
With a shake of his body, he turned into the qilin divine beast. His four hooves soared into the air, his antlers and mane danced, and his scales were thick.
In the next moment, he suddenly widened his eyes. "How is this possible?"
Immediately, surging demon qi gathered towards him. The laws of the world twisted because of him. The will of the Demon domain that had always been filled with malice actually welcomed him like a mother welcoming a wandering child.
In Qian Rongzhi's senses, the will of the Demon domain gathered on him like the descent of the demonic heavens.
No, he was not some child of destiny. He was the ruler of destiny!
However, Li Qingshan felt no joy at all. His scales were dyed black by the demon qi, and the azure qilin turned into a black qilin. He had black horns, black hooves, black mane, and black scales. His eyes that were as gentle as a deer became cold and cruel too.
"The world is heartless. Everything is worthless."
This had once been the slogan that millions of demonfolk had chanted outside Black Cloud city.
The black qilin seemed to be the embodiment of this phrase.
Originally, Li Qingshan felt no pity for these demonfolk, but he did sympathize with them. Now, even this sympathy had vanished. His cold gaze swept past them like he was looking at inanimate objects.
He sucked in a gentle breath. The demonfolk in the divine hall, whether male or female, old or young, strong or weak, all collapsed to the ground like wooden stakes. They were dead.
Only Qian Rongzhi could still put up a fight, so the black qilin strode forward.
He planted his foot deeply into the ground with each step, as if he wanted to stomp everything to pieces.
The divine hall shook violently. The criss-crossing underground tunnels fractured and collapsed on a large scale. The entire demonic capital shook. All of the demonfolk could sense it. They could not help but tremble in fear.
The more powerful an existence was, the more they could sense this terror.
This was no longer a benevolent divine beast. It was clearly a monster of the utmost viciousness and evil. To be continued. 8
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