Master of Strange Dao

If Freedom Heaven caused a big uproar, where would Dali get so much power to mobilize?

He even noticed that there seemed to be more powerful human warriors who had neither taken action nor shown themselves.

However, it no longer mattered; he no longer expected these devils to achieve any effect.

Including the Black Sky Devil Mother, these Great Devils were all to be used as cannon fodder.

He had been active in the Abyss for so long, and in the human territory, he didn't just do nothing.

He had a few more wounds on him and was retreating while fighting. Seeing the human warriors pursuing him, he quietly came near Almsgiving Town.

Turning around, the eyes of Confusing Heart Devil seemed to transform into an Abyss, bottomless. In the instant he made eye contact with the cultivator, the other's pupils suddenly enlarged, then returned to normal.

In just a blink, this cultivator's mind was seized by him.

He feigned defeat, letting a flying sword pierce his chest, and allowed this cultivator to step forward, pretending to store him in the storage bag.

However, in the next moment, Confusing Heart Devil appeared in a world of swirling illusions.

In an identical Almsgiving Town, a gigantic Yin Devil, dozens of feet tall, swayed its body, dragging a cart full of Devil Seeds as it approached from the distance.

The Yin Devil looked down at Confusing Heart Devil.

"You are the Confusing Heart Devil?"

"Indeed, Seven Yin King has surely sent you orders."

"Hmph, the King gave orders for me to come to this place, not to take commands from you. Where is the Devil King's True Blood?"

Confusing Heart Devil opened up his chest and took out his heart, squeezing it hard to eject a drop of black blood into the hands of the Yin Devil.

The Yin Devil greedily sniffed, inhaling the scent of the Devil King's True Blood but didn't dare covet the entire drop.

Holding the single drop of True Blood in both hands, the Yin Devil placed it into the cart beneath him.

In an instant, he let out a stifled groan of pain. As the drop of Devil King's True Blood slowly vanished, his body began to transform uncontrollably in the direction of a devil.

The hands on his body continuously fused together, simultaneously coagulating into dozens of Devil Seals.

Confusing Heart Devil, with a solemn expression, chanted along, offering up sacrificial spells.

In the world of the Yin Devil, the stronger one was, the harder it was to detect and enter.

As they chanted the strange spells here, on the battlefield outside, the blood that seeped into the ground from the fallen devils silently disappeared.

Meanwhile, in the world of the Yin Devil, the earth began to turn crimson as the stench of blood began to permeate the air.

Slowly, the Almsgiving Town in the Yin Devil's world began to increasingly resemble the external world.

The structures demolished in Almsgiving Town crumbled correspondingly in the Yin Devil's world.

The range of the Yin Devil's world also started to expand slowly.

It gradually expanded to the place where the base camp was located, and on the empty ground, the outlines of tents began to emerge.

In each tent rested wounded soldiers, sleeping.

Yet the expansion of the Yin Devil's world had no effect on the outside world.

The strong couldn't sense it, and the weak lacked the capability to perceive it.

As the battle intensified, Great Devils started to get injured.

Blood splattered, and flesh fell, those things disappearing soundlessly after seeping into the earth.

With the Great Devils' blood as a catalyst, the transformation speed of the Yin Devil's world increased.

In just a few two-hours, the Yin Devil's world forcibly expanded several hundred miles, encompassing the battlefield.

Throughout these hundreds of miles, it was as if they were bathed in blood. The thick and sticky blood mingled with Demonic Qi, and the singing of the Yin Devil and Confusing Heart Devil grew increasingly fervent.

Meanwhile, in the outside world, the cultivator, whose mind was bewitched by the Confusing Heart Devil, left the Almsgiving Town's vicinity and headed west.

On the chaotic battlefield, a cultivator who was neither a soldier nor particularly powerful could leave directly without anyone caring.

These were people who volunteered to help, without receiving even a Spirit Jade, so there was no reason to demand their lives be risked here.

In fact, the West Desolate Army always advised cultivators who volunteered to kill devils to do so within their capabilities.

Whatever they gained was entirely theirs, without needing to pay taxes.

The cultivator, injured, fled west, away from the battlefield, without drawing attention.

Because Dali's powerful warriors had already clashed fiercely with those Great Devils.

Divine Light clashed violently with Demonic Qi, leaving no peaceful place within a thousand-mile radius.

The cultivator continued westward, his gaze growing hollow, consciousness dissipating.

Meanwhile, in the Yin Devil's world, the blood began to expand westward as well, vaguely revealing the image of a cultivator, eyes closed, appearing there.

With eyes shut, this cultivator moved westward, the surrounding blood gathering as if paving a path, following him westward.

More than a thousand miles later, along the way, sporadic small villages began to appear.

Where there were people, the Yin Devil could expand, with those small villages in the Yin Devil's world manifesting buildings just like in reality.

The blood-paved path extended across Dali's territory, its speed then starting to slow.

Because beyond Dali's territory, there were several thousand miles of uninhabited land.

In the outside world, this cultivator with vacant eyes performed artifact-controlling flying at low altitude, burning through True Yuan and life span as he flew straight toward Jinlan Mountain.

In the Yin Devil's world, blood surged like waves, closely following behind.

A day later, when the cultivator distantly saw the location of Jinlan Mountain, his face was already gaunt, True Yuan exhausted. At this moment, he was burning through his lifespan, converting it into power.