Immortality Through Array Formations Chapter 2357 Chapter 1077: Slaughter (2)

But...

How could Young Master Xuan possibly possess the might to enact Planting Devil in Taoist Heart upon so many Golden Core Demon Cultivators?

If it wasn't Young Master Xuan, then who could be responsible?

The Sect Master of the Mystic Demon Sect found himself utterly bewildered.

A palpable tension filled the air for a fleeting moment.

The other Demon Heads, who had merely been containing the Mystic Demon Sect Master for the time being, made no aggressive moves. Their expressions remained impassive, each lost in their own contemplation.

All present were secretly trying to unravel the truth behind the unfolding events.

A frown creased the Mystic Demon Sect Master's brow. After a brief period of reflection, he spoke:

"Indeed, this entire affair bears no relation to our Mystic Demon Sect. Causing harm to fellow cultivators offers us no conceivable advantage."

The surrounding Demon Cultivators maintained their indifferent facade, yet upon closer consideration, his words seemed to ring with a certain truth.

Suddenly, a gruff voice cut through the silence from the throng:

"Who claims there is no benefit to be had?"

The crowd turned towards the source of the sound. A burly man, adorned with the distinctive Monster Pattern of the Black Wind Bear Demon, fixed his furious gaze upon the Mystic Demon Sect Master.

"The Divine Lord wields supreme might, bestowing upon us eternal life!"

"Now that the Divine Lord has stirred from his slumber, your Mystic Demon Sect undoubtedly seeks to hoard these boons for yourselves, attempting to annihilate us all through the technique of Planting Devil in Taoist Heart."

"You all..."

At this juncture, the speaker abruptly faltered.

He seemed to perceive something, and after a moment's pause, his eyes gleamed with malevolence.

"Yes, precisely, your Mystic Demon Sect desires to become the sole 'Slave Sect' of the Divine Lord. You aim to be his exclusive 'Slave'!"

Witnessing this turn of events, the assembled crowd's expressions underwent a dramatic shift as they questioned:

"Who are you addressing?"

The Black Wind Bear Demon Cultivator let out a sneer, his face filled with fervent devotion. "The Divine Lord is communicating directly with me."

"He is revealing your treacherous conspiracy to my awareness."

"He guides me to rise above the multitude of demon monster devotees, to become his singular 'servant,' thereby granting me... eternal life!"

Upon uttering these words, the Bear Demon Cultivator's eyes instantly became voids of black. A potent killing intent was fully unleashed, his entire being surged with power, flesh swelled, and fur thickened. Within mere breaths, he transformed into a colossal black bear demonic creature, its razor-sharp demon claws slashing downwards. The late-stage Golden Core Demon Heads from Yin Corpse Valley, Mystic Demon Sect, Demon Sword Sect, and Hehuan Sect witnessed this with alarm, sensing imminent danger. They promptly employed movement techniques to evade the devastating strike.

However, several middle-phase Golden Core Demon Heads were directly rent in twain, their blood spattering the surroundings.

The pungent aroma of blood further ignited the dormant predatory instincts within the Demon Cultivators.

For a brief period, the hall descended into escalating chaos and bloodshed.

The Bear Demon Cultivator, wielding immense power, wrought even greater destruction, engulfing nearly all the middle-phase Golden Core Demon Cultivators in the ensuing massacre.

Once ensnared in such a bloodbath, retreat became impossible. Every Demon Cultivator, whether by volition or by compulsion, was driven to kill.

The few remaining late-stage Golden Core Demon Heads, clinging to their rationality, experienced a jolt of horrifying realization:

"This is not good!"

The terrifying effects of Planting Devil in Taoist Heart had already begun to infiltrate their own beings, even as late-stage Golden Core cultivators.

The Mystic Demon Sect Master uttered an internal curse.

Monster Cultivators, with their robust physiques, savage proclivities, and volatile tempers, coupled with their limited intellect, proved to be the most susceptible vessels for the nefarious Planting Devil in Taoist Heart.

Simultaneously, a chilling sensation permeated his being.

He had discerned earlier that an unseen individual must have whispered something to the Black Wind Bear Demon Cultivator from Ten Thousand Demon Mountain, inciting the Monster Cultivator's violent frenzy.

"Who could it be?"

"It cannot possibly be Young Master Xuan..."

"Who, then, is truly responsible?!"

The Mystic Demon Sect Master's thoughts raced as he hastily extended his Divine Sense, attempting to probe the surrounding auras.

Yet, within this Demon Path hall, saturated with potent Evil Qi, and compounded by the ongoing mutual slaughter amongst the Demon Cultivators, the intermingling of blood qi, corpse qi, and demonic qi rendered the spiritual atmosphere impossibly chaotic. It was utterly futile to discern anything with a mere sweep of Divine Sense.

Widespread pandemonium reigned, the slaughter escalating relentlessly, deepening the Mystic Demon Sect Master's already profound sense of unease.

"It would be prudent to depart this hall immediately..."

Just as he was poised to exit the ominous chamber, a voice, disarmingly innocent yet undeniably alluring, reached his ears:

"Are you intending to depart so readily?"

The Mystic Demon Sect Master instinctively halted his movements.

The voice continued, weaving a beguiling question, "Do you not yearn to become a servant of the Divine Lord?"

Then, intermingled with the initial innocence, a chilling tone of authority emerged, "Do you harbor intentions of betraying the Divine Lord?"

The Mystic Demon Sect Chief was instantly struck by fear, stating, "No, I would never dare to betray the Divine Lord."

"Then remain here and accept the Divine Lord's trial..."

"Yes, I shall remain and accept..." The Mystic Demon Sect Chief's eyes slowly lost their clarity, tinged with a shade of blackish-gray. Suddenly, a thumbnail-sized skull jade on his person vibrated, emitting a piercing shriek.

The Mystic Demon Sect Chief snapped awake instantly, a surge of horror coursing through him:

"Planting the Devil in the Daoist Heart! Someone is right beside me, performing the Planting Devil in the Daoist Heart technique on me!"

He glanced down at the Skull Jade, observing that the skull depicted seemed to be facing something terrifying, its roars echoing in screams.

Moreover, the Skull Jade was already exhibiting mottled cracks, clearly indicating that the warning had surpassed its capacity.

This "Demon Heart Jade," intended to safeguard the heart of demonic Cultivation, was now rendered useless.

The Mystic Demon Sect Chief felt as if he had been plunged into an icehouse.

This was a far more insidious Planting Devil in the Daoist Heart!

So subtle, in fact, that even the Demon Heart Jade bestowed by Xuan Sanren could not withstand it.

Who could possibly be behind this?!

Whose Planting Devil in the Daoist Heart technique could possibly surpass Xuan Sanren himself?

The Mystic Demon Sect Chief paused in his tracks.

An unspeakable name suddenly surfaced in his mind.

"Trick..."

The Mystic Demon Sect Chief felt his soul momentarily leave his body, his legs growing weak, his bones trembling uncontrollably.

Yet, he quickly regained his composure, urgently contemplating:

"No, that cannot be right!"

If it were that individual performing the Planting Devil in the Daoist Heart, the process would have been more direct, more intense, and far more terrifying. At the very least, a few late-stage Golden Core Cultivators like themselves would have their Divine Sense instantly shattered, becoming mere playthings, turning on each other in a deadly frenzy, without any room for coherent thought.