Grasping the Evil

Ancient Heavenly Court, Nineteenth Heavenly Level.

A black-armored elder, with an expression full of evil, seeking the Heavenly Gate leading to the Twentieth Heavenly Level.

He walks upon the ground, his steps not fast, but each stride allows him to cross nearly ten million miles.

He is a rogue devil!

If Ning Fan was here, he would surely recognize this man as the rogue devil from Zhaohe Sect who had escaped earlier.

"Hmph! Those few Four Heavens cultivators wouldn’t have expected that I would come back! I personally saw them leave, now that Ning Fan is without formidable allies, it is the perfect time for me to eliminate him!"

"If I can kill that junior, it will surely reduce the ancestor’s anger, and I won’t be excessively punished for Moksha Emperor’s death..."

This person lets out a cold laugh, suddenly halting his steps, gazing skyward.

He senses from an extremely far distance, an incoming whistling escape light.

If his perception is correct, the owner of that escape light is undoubtedly Ning Fan!

"Hmph! After searching for you for several years, I’ve finally found you!"

The elder snorts coldly, leaps into the sky, and stands in the air.

From the horizon, a blood-colored escape light approaches from afar.

The elder says no more, lifts a finger and points, causing the heavens and earth to tremble, a colossal finger beam presses towards the person within the blood light.

With a strike of the finger beam, the demon rolls through the sky, the atmospheric winds arise.

The elder sweeps away the dust before him with his sleeve, gazes at the scattered blood light in the distance, and coldly sneers.

"Is he dead... now then..."

He turns around intending to leave, planning to return to Ancient Demon Abyss Zhaohe Sect.

Suddenly, cold sweat pours down from his back, he turns his head in disbelief!

Only to see that scattered blood light instantaneously recondense into a blood demon with a relentless sneer.

The blood demon gazes at the rogue devil elder as if looking at a delicious feast, viciously licks his lips.

"Enemy..."

Whoosh!

A blood-colored sword beam flashes, the blood demon transforms into a piercing sword rainbow, directly penetrates the rogue devil elder’s body, appearing behind him.

Holding the rogue devil elder’s storage pouch and spirit.

Swallows the spirit whole, puts away the storage pouch, the blood demon gives a cold laugh, escapes to the next level.

In an instant, the rogue devil elder’s body explosively scatters into countless blood mist, the scene enough to send chills down one’s spine.

"Running quite fast."

A white-haired youth arrives in pursuit, sinisterly smiling, continues chasing.

...

Ancient Heavenly Court, Ninth Heavenly Level.

Masters from the nine worlds, led by seven rogue immortals rank ancestors, seeking treasures on this level.

Walking from the first level to the ninth level, their eyes full of astonishment.

The Heavenly Gate destroyed, leaving only a passage...

Signs of ruins everywhere, all caused by duels...

Among the first nine levels, hardly any living members of the Burial Immortal Clan are visible.

Such eerie happenings, causing many old monsters who have entered the Ancient Heavenly Court multiple times to be horrified.

Someone destroyed the Heavenly Gate, someone slaughtered layer upon layer of Burial Immortal Clan members...who could it be!

Is it truly Ning Fan!

Besides Ning Fan, who else could it be!

"Today’s Rain World Emperor is truly a terrifying figure..."

Several rogue immortals rank old monsters once again gather, lamenting amongst each other.

Because Ning Fan fought everywhere, causing signs of spatial instability to appear in the Ancient Heavenly Court relic.

This time in the Ancient Heavenly Court, seems like it will close prematurely.

"In my opinion, there’s no need to venture to the tenth heavenly level, we should return and prepare to leave the Heavenly Court relic. I have a bad premonition. Fellow Daoists, does anyone else feel the same..."

"It’s quite fitting, I’ve been restless lately, constantly feeling like many events are about to unfold, fearing that calamity is approaching here. We indeed should leave early."

"Daoist’s words are well-said. Let’s go, let’s return the way we came..."

As they speak, two piercing blood-colored escape lights suddenly approach from afar.

In an instant, all seven rogue immortal rank experts reveal expressions of astonishment, all the old monsters of the Void Fragmentation realm suddenly lift their heads, looking incredulously at the distant sky.

Within those two escape lights, the first is a demon enshrouded in blood light, the second is a white-haired youth.

The murderous aura from the blood demon is overwhelmingly terrifying, one doesn’t know how many rogue immortals and Void Fragmentation cultivators he has slain, a single strand of the aura is enough to make everyone here feel fear.

On his body, there was an invisible sense of oppression.

The seven loose-immortal rank ancestors, including Old Red Emperor, felt a chill when they faced this Blood Demon.

It seemed as if the Blood Demon could easily kill them all.

"It’s Brother Ning!" Liu Haoyue said solemnly, a hint of worry in his eyes.

He was the first to see through the Blood Demon as Ning Fan, and also the first to notice that Ning Fan’s current state was highly unusual.

But the Blood Demon fled swiftly, escaping millions of miles away in an instant, leaving no opportunity for Liu Haoyue to inquire.

Upon hearing that the Blood Demon was actually Ning Fan, everyone present was shocked.

They turned to see the white-haired youth pursuing the Blood Demon, each turning pale!

A Fate Immortal! That white-haired youth was actually a Fate Immortal!

As they looked at the white-haired youth, he locked onto everyone here with killing intent instantly!

Furthermore, two Void Fragmentation masters of the Demon Realm were captured and devoured by the white-haired youth, eaten alive.

"Delicious!" The white-haired youth halted his escape light, not rushing to continue pursuing the Blood Demon.

He stood in the air, looking at the Void Fragmentation of the nine worlds beneath him, licking his lips as blood oozed from the corners.

His gaze was so sinister and eerie that it sent chills down the spines of everyone present, including the seven loose-immortal rank ancestors.

With a gentle tap in the air, he set a boundary over a range of ten million miles, ensuring no one could escape!

"Who are you, Senior, and why are you killing our Demon Realm masters?" A loose demon ancestor of the Demon Realm summoned courage to ask.

"Who am I? Do you deserve to know? Just a mere bait, talking too much!" The white-haired youth captured the loose demon ancestor across the air, inhaling and swallowing him whole.

Hiss!

Everyone felt a cold breath rise within their hearts!

That was a loose demon ancestor, yet he was directly devoured by this Fate Immortal without any resistance!

"Unexpectedly, there’s a Fate Immortal in the Ancient Heavenly Court! And this Fate Immortal is an exceedingly terrifying demon!"

"Quickly, let’s flee! We must flee!"

"We can’t escape... A boundary has been set over ten million miles; we will surely die..."

All the Void Fragmentation old monsters showed desperate expressions, realizing this white-haired youth was a dignified Fate Immortal!

In the face of a true Immortal, what is Void Fragmentation! Everyone here wouldn’t even be enough to withstand a single strike from this white-haired youth...

"Let’s fight..." Old Red Emperor sighed heavily, taking a step forward.

Today marked a deadlocked situation; the only chance of survival lay in a desperate struggle.

Liu Haoyue smiled bitterly; today, he might meet his end here.

Slice! Slice! Slice!

The sound of countless sword rays tearing through the air spread across the long sky, stretching over ten million miles.

A curtain of blood covered the sky, breaking through all the boundaries within ten million miles.

It was Ning Fan, transformed into the Blood Demon, who had returned to rescue Liu Haoyue and the others.

Ning Fan gritted his teeth fiercely, striving to suppress the demonic thoughts within his heart.

The lives and deaths of everyone here, he could ignore, except Liu Haoyue, whom he considered a friend, and could not leave him to die.

"Oh? You dare to return, oblivious to danger."

The white-haired youth licked his lips, no longer glancing at anyone here, his cold gaze sweeping towards Ning Fan, pursuing after him.

Ning Fan gave Liu Haoyue a deep look, uttered no words, and continued escaping to the next level.

He could have abandoned Liu Haoyue and the others, seizing more time to escape, yet he could not bring himself to disregard Liu Haoyue.

After forcibly breaking the white-haired youth’s boundary, Ning Fan grew even weaker internally, his escape speed drastically reduced, narrowly avoiding being caught by the white-haired youth multiple times.

"Phew... Our lives are temporarily saved... It was Nieyun Rain Emperor who rescued us..." The hearts of the Void Fragmentation old monsters loosened, their expressions extremely complex.

Liu Haoyue clenched his fist, closed his eyes, and sighed deeply.

He could tell that Ning Fan had struggled enormously to escape the white-haired youth’s pursuit.

Returning just to save him... This mutual understanding ignited Liu Haoyue’s blood in his chest.

When he reopened his eyes, killing intent surged within them.

"Currently, I can’t assist Brother Ning! But if that Fate Immortal dares to harm Brother Ning, I will exhaust my life without hesitation to avenge Brother Ning!"

Level eight, level seven, level six...

Ning Fan’s consciousness gradually cleared, only his body too weak to maintain the Dismantling Technique, causing demonic thoughts to dissipate.

This was not a good sign...

His escape speed slowed repeatedly, and on the second level of the heavenly realm, he was finally caught by the white-haired youth.

Ceasing his escape light, Ning Fan looked coldly at the white-haired youth ahead, holding a sword in hand.

The white-haired youth squinted his eyes, watching Ning Fan without moving, sneering, "Not escaping now, junior? Your body seems already at the limit, deeply eroded by demonic thoughts, and your physical form long fractured. Even if you have a formidable recovery ability, you can no longer perform that suicidal sword technique."

"I quite admire you; hand over those two women, and I will absolve your crime of exterminating the Immortal Abode’s treasure, spare your life, accept you as a slave, and appoint you as the Grand Elder of the Immortal Abode, to conquer the Four Heavens together. How about it?"

The white-haired youth quietly watched Ning Fan. In his eyes, Ning Fan wasn’t foolish; he should be able to see the gap between them.

In this situation, handing over the two women for one’s own safety was the wise choice. Cultivation, after all, was inherently a selfish pursuit.

"..." Ning Fan didn’t speak. He was too weak to muster the energy for words.

He simply replied to the white-haired youth with a cold gaze, indicating that he couldn’t possibly hand over Ming Que and Mu Weiliang.

"Is this your answer... What a pity. Talents like yours are rare indeed."

The white-haired youth’s figure suddenly began to fade. Instantly, alarm bells rang in Ning Fan’s mind. Gritting his teeth, he forcefully activated the Dismantling Technique. A faint blood light enveloped him as he raised his finger and swung his sword backward.

"The power of this sword light is less than thirty percent of its original strength, yet even if you were in peak condition, this sword couldn’t harm me in the slightest. Annihilate..."

The white-haired youth suddenly appeared behind Ning Fan. With a slight raise of his finger, an unimaginable force of collapse instantly swept across the sky!

Vast expanses of the sky began to shatter, seemingly unable to withstand the power of a single finger from the white-haired youth!

The sword light of the Dismantling Technique abruptly shattered, along with the blood light surrounding Ning Fan.

Ning Fan’s eyes widened with shock. He had a premonition that if he didn’t evade, he would surely fall under this single strike!

The white-haired youth’s strength was overwhelming; even though he only displayed the cultivation level of a Life Immortal, the pressure was more terrifying than the Sovereign Xia!

Facing certain death, Ning Fan shook his body and fled into the Xuan Yin Treasure.

"A medium dichiliocosm?" The white-haired youth frowned.

Once inside the Xuan Yin Treasure, Ning Fan suddenly collapsed onto the ground, coughing up blood continuously.

Luo You, face pale, hurried to Ning Fan’s side and held him, saying bitterly, "That person’s true cultivation level is quasi-emperor... He’s too strong. Even at my peak, I wasn’t his opponent. You can’t face him..."

"I know..." Ning Fan smiled bitterly. How could he not see the prowess of the white-haired youth?

The venerable founder of the Burial Immortal Clan, a quasi-emperor with unimaginable power, even above the four heavens, someone who could summon winds and rain.

If possible, he wouldn’t want to provoke such a formidable opponent. If this person asked for anything from Ning Fan, after weighing the pros and cons, Ning Fan would hand it over without hesitation.

But not Ming Que and Mu Weiliang; Ning Fan could never give them to him.

The Xuan Yin Treasure could only be a hiding place for three months. After three months, he would still have to leave this realm and confront this person.

By then, this person might have already sealed the sky, and Ning Fan would have no chance of escaping.

He couldn’t linger within the Xuan Yin Treasure for long; he had to leave immediately and escape to the first level.

He just needed to struggle once more to leave the Ancient Heavenly Court!

"Dismantling!"

Ning Fan’s eyes instantly turned blood-red. Transforming into a blood demon, he instantly left the Xuan Yin Treasure, escaping towards the direction of the first level of the Heavenly Gate without hesitation.

The white-haired youth originally intended to set up a barrier here, waiting for Ning Fan to exit the world of the medium dichiliocosm.

The medium dichiliocosm was the Immortal Emperor’s cave, not a place where a mere Fracture Tier Six Cultivator could linger long.

The white-haired youth knew it wouldn’t be long before Ning Fan would be forced to leave the medium dichiliocosm, at which point he could eliminate him.

He initially thought Ning Fan would heal within the medium dichiliocosm, but unexpectedly, Ning Fan only took one hit inside the Boundary Treasure World before immediately leaving, escaping once again.

It seemed unwise, but it was actually a wise move.

"A pity this person cannot be used by me. Since that’s the case, keeping him is useless."

The white-haired youth coldly murmured, taking a step forward, manifesting a millionfold incarnation!

A million incarnations all let out cold, sinister smiles as they encircled Ning Fan, blocking every escape route.

Ning Fan’s face changed dramatically. He gritted his teeth and charged forward, only to be repelled by a finger from one of the white-haired incarnations.

"So, I can’t escape..." Ning Fan gritted his teeth fiercely, his eyes turning completely frenzied.

Fearlessly, he gazed at the million incarnations of the white-haired youth, just as he once looked at the Love Wielding Immortal Emperor in his past life!

If he couldn’t escape, even if it cost his life, he would make this person pay a heavy price!

Persistence, persistence, persistence!

In his eyes, there was a mad obsession, and within that obsession was a profound and unfathomable power that, for a moment, startled the white-haired youth.

Suppressing this absurd emotion, the main body of the white-haired youth took a step forward, coldly commanding Ning Fan,

"Hand over those two women! My patience has run out!"

Ning Fan didn’t say a word, igniting the first Fu Li ancestor blood drop, then the second, third, and fourth!

He ignited the first Moluo ancestral blood, then the second, third, and fourth!

Finally, he ignited his Spirit!

His aura fluctuated unpredictably, alternately reaching the Sixth Heavenly Layer of the Void Fragmentation Realm, sometimes as a Life Immortal, sometimes almost reaching True Immortal!

The white-haired youth’s gaze changed drastically, instantly retracting the million incarnations, retreating half a step.

"Monster Race Ancestral Blood! Demon Race Ancestral Blood! You’ve ignited eight drops of ancestral blood in total. Are you insane! Do you realize the consequences of doing this!"

Burning eight drops of ancestral blood, Ning Fan might severely injure the white-haired youth, but due to his own limited cultivation, he couldn’t withstand the power of eight drops of ancestral blood and would inevitably die afterward!

Ning Fan further ignited his Spirit! He was warning the white-haired youth that he was no longer planning to live, that he was fighting with his life!

If he sacrificed his life, he would definitely make the white-haired youth pay a tragic price!

"Alas, it seems this old man must make a move. If I delay any longer, you, young one, will meet your end here..."

A long sigh suddenly resounded beside Ning Fan.

Ning Fan looked sharply over, realizing that at some unknown point in time, a gray-cloaked elder had appeared by his side!

The elder retracted the spirit equipment cloak into his body, revealing his true appearance.

Clad in gray, his face and body were covered in demonic patterns, his pale hair styled in the ancient manner of the demon race, with many small braids hanging down the sides.

His gaze was like the unfathomable depths of the Nine Netherworlds.

The elder placed a hand on Ning Fan’s shoulder, instantly extinguishing his kindled spirit and ancestral blood.

"This old man is the Great Elder of the Immemorial Dark Sparrow Clan, Taiwu! My line has been the slaves of Princess Si Cang from time immemorial. You need not worry that I would harm you! Here, let me handle this!"

From the very beginning, Taiwu had secretly followed behind Ning Fan, cautiously guarding the Bright Sparrow.

At first, he was displeased seeing the Bright Sparrow close to Ning Fan, thinking how his master could be so familiar with a mere Fracture Sixth junior.

But later, seeing Ning Fan’s decisive killings and his resolve to never surrender the Bright Sparrow even at the risk of death, he started to appreciate the young man somewhat.

Finally, when he saw that Ning Fan possessed eight drops of ancestral blood, he was astounded! Realizing that Ning Fan was no ordinary person!

Eight drops of ancestral blood, four from demons and four from devils, and among them, the devil’s bloodline belonged to that forbidden lineage... This person’s identity is too frightening!

The white-haired youth was of demon origin, not of the demon race, and could not yet identify the type of demon ancestral blood.

But Taiwu would never be mistaken!

The Immemorial Dark Sparrow Clan is among the few great clans privy to Fu Li’s secrets!

Fu Li!

Four drops of the Fu Li ancestor’s blood, this identity, warrants interactions with my master.

The master seems to value Ning Fan greatly, thus Taiwu could never sit idly by while Ning Fan is in trouble.

"Who are you! Dare you meddle in my affairs?" the white-haired youth coldly questioned.

"Gu Zang, you need not put on airs before this old man; when I wielded power over the Immemorial Dark Sparrow Clan, you were but a discarded Immortal Elixir."

Taiwu sneered with disdain, taking a step forward!

With the first step, his cultivation rose from rogue immortal to Life Immortal!

With the second step, his cultivation surged from Life Immortal to True Immortal in an instant!

With the third step, his cultivation was only one step shy of Immortal Emperor!

With the three steps taken, the entire Ancient Heavenly Court seemed on the verge of collapse, shaking violently.

A pressure as heavy as a mountain descended upon the white-haired youth, making him cough blood and retreat repeatedly!

"How... how is this possible!" Gu Zang’s expression changed drastically!

He could clearly see that the gray-clad elder’s strength far surpassed his own!

Not to mention that he had only recovered to the Life Immortal realm. Even at his peak with Quasi-Emperor power, he was still inferior!

"How dare you harbor thoughts of killing me, you should die! Primordial Ming Wheel, activate!"

Taiwu flicked his finger, and a vast, pitch-black ring appeared in the sky!

A second ring formed around the first!

The ancient chanting of demonic scriptures echoed from the ring!

Ning Fan’s gaze shook! It was precisely the Spirit Wheel Technique of the Ancient Demon Clan!

What Taiwu cast was the Nether Wheel of the Immemorial Dark Sparrow Clan!

The double Nether Wheels began to turn, and a massive black beam a million feet wide descended from the heavens, enveloping the white-haired youth.

In an instant, the white-haired youth was frozen into a block of black ice.

The entire Ancient Heavenly Court, from the first heaven and upwards, was completely sealed in ice, becoming a world of black ice!

Even a faint trace of chill in the air was enough to nearly freeze Ning Fan’s blood!

"This is the power of the Spirit Wheel!" Ning Fan’s eyes widened in shock.

Looking at the fallen Gu Zang, Taiwu snorted dismissively, withdrawing the Spirit Wheel.

Turning to Ning Fan, he showed a kind smile, "Little friend can now bring out the Bright Sparrow, the place is safe."

Ning Fan took a slight step back, his gaze guarded, not summoning the Bright Sparrow.

Though the person before him might truly be of the Immemorial Dark Sparrow clan, it was yet unclear if he was friend or foe.

Just because they’re from the same clan, are they necessarily friends? Who told you that?

"Ah... Little friend, you are quite cautious..." Taiwu chuckled wryly, inwardly more satisfied with Ning Fan.

If Ning Fan released the Bright Sparrow at the mere sight of a Dark Sparrow Clan member, that would indeed be foolish.

"However, this old man has a way to earn little friend’s trust..." Taiwu closed his eyes, invoking the bloodline slave seal, chanting under his breath.

Before long, the Yuan Yao Jade emitted the Bright Sparrow’s joyful voice,

"Cookie Brother! Let me out quickly! I have a servant here to find me, he says he brought lots of delicious treats! Humph! If there aren’t enough good foods, I’ll wield the slave seal myself and torment him to death!"