Entry: I Secretly Cultivate Immortality in the Martial Arts World

176: Chapter 176 If this is how you surrender, you might as well just kill yourself.As soon as Gu Yan emerged from seclusion, a slight movement of his Divine Sense allowed him to detect something unusual.

Outside the Hall of Longevity, that eternal myriad heavens world tree had already grown its second leaf.

He strolled closer and raised his hand to lightly touch the leaf.

Sure enough, this tree had connected to another world.

Gu Yan pondered for a moment, then casually summoned Dragon Duke and commanded, ”Go and check the background of that world.”

”If it is as ordinary as the previous world, let Fang Yuan take the Heaven and Earth as One Great Love Alliance over there. Preach the Dao where it should be preached, develop where it should be developed, and simply spread Great Love.”

”If there is any combat power that can rival you or me, then first find out the truth of their strength and plot slowly.”

Dragon Duke took the order, his body turning into a streak of light that vanished into the leaf.

After about the time it takes for an incense stick to burn, Dragon Duke returned from the tree, lowered his hands, and reported:

”Dao Lord, that world is similar to the previous one; there is no remarkable high-level combat power.”

”It is currently in a state of war with various factions carving it up and the people living in misery. It is quite a good place to preach the Dao.”

Gu Yan nodded and asked no more.

Such a world was not worth his personal trouble.

He casually sent a thought to Fang Yuan, telling him to take the people from the Heaven and Earth as One Great Love Alliance over.

With Fang Yuan’s methods, he could directly sweep through and develop in such a low-martial world.

Gu Yan strolled back into the Hall of Longevity and sat on the taixu guiyuan prayer mat, calculating in his heart that once this world also attained ’Great Love under Heaven,’ the Great Love halo behind him should become even brighter.

The thought merely flickered for a moment before he stopped thinking about it.

It was like playing a game on AFK mode to grind experience; one only needed to glance at the progress bar occasionally, no need to keep staring at it.

Cultivation was still the priority.

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Spirit Realm, somewhere in the Northern Plains.

This was a palace built deep underground—though calling it a palace was less accurate than calling it a cage.

The surrounding walls were covered with dense Demonic Path Formations.

A scorching Devilish Qi filled the air, eroding the Divine Soul and Physical Body of those trapped within at every moment.

Staying inside was like being placed over a roaring fire to be slowly roasted; no scars appeared on the flesh, but the Divine Soul was tormented day after day, making one wish for life yet be unable to live, and wish for death yet be unable to die.

The hall was packed with tens of thousands of Cultivators, all of whom were Loose Cultivators captured from various parts of the Spirit Realm, as well as some Sect Disciples.

Among them were Disciples from the Central Plains and various great Sects of the Eastern Continent, such as the Tianyan Dao Sect, Heavenly Sword Sect, and Taixu Palace; every house and Sect was represented.

There were even a few Disciples from the Azure Wave Sect.

These people had been locked here for as short as a few months or as long as several years, and most of their spirits had withered to the extreme.

In front of every Cultivator sat a fist-sized Gu insect.

That Gu insect was pitch black and covered in barbs; as its mouthparts opened and closed, it emitted bursts of putrid stench.

If they ate it, a demonic seed would be planted, and from then on, their Divine Souls would be controlled, their lives and deaths no longer their own as they completely became a member of the demonic Cultivators.

If they didn’t eat it, they could only suffer the torment of the soul here day after day until they collapsed.

On this day, the palace doors slammed open.

Burning Heaven Demon Venerable strode in with large steps, demonic flames surging around him and pressure as heavy as a mountain, causing the tens of thousands of Cultivators in the hall to turn pale in unison.

He stood upon the high platform, looking down at the Cultivators below like lambs to the slaughter, a playful smile hanging on the corner of his mouth.

”Everyone, this seat has come today to bring you two paths.”

”First, voluntarily eat the Soul-Devouring Gu before you and join my Fentian Imperial Dynasty.”