Immortal Huan Zhen spoke with a faint smile.
This made Hong Yu, who was the closest, shiver.
'Crazy! This woman has gone crazy!' Almost all the cultivators had the same thought.
As the leader of a sect, she killed everyone in the sect and used their flesh and magic to nurture the demons in the mystical realm…
"The mystical realm has been established for so many years and has undergone countless evolutions before I completed this path of dragon transformation for him."
Immortal Huan Zhen narrowed her eyes and looked at everyone in the hall.
"You're very lucky to be able to become the flesh and blood medicine to refine the dragon's body and complete the last step for my husband's Dao!"
As soon as she finished speaking, the hall shook and the entire cave abode underwent a drastic change.
The pillars moved, and the ground shattered. Under everyone's feet, there were only stone bricks that were about 30 centimetres square large.
The walls of the hall seemed to have disappeared. The surroundings were pitch-black as if they were in the void.
Immortal Huan Zhen clapped her hands and starlight lit up around her. In an instant, the sky was filled with stars. They were extremely bright and the stars flickered like a dream.
Starlight sprinkled down from the sky and transformed into chains that bound hundreds of cultivators in the hall.
Their bodies floated up and surrounded Immortal Huan Zhen and the corpse.
Immortal Huan Zhen spat out seven wisps of Origin Qi and fused them into Fang Huan's corpse.
The demonic devil's body rapidly changed. Its body shrunk a little and was no longer so huge. Its skeleton was also more uniform.
The scales on the surface of his skin gradually disappeared, and two protruding bones on his forehead broke through the skin and turned into pitch-black dragon horns. His aura was restrained, but it made people feel he was even more powerful.
Right at this moment, Yue Tianya opened his mouth and shouted, "Senior, we are all disciples of a great sect, and there are experts behind us. If we die here, our master will definitely not let this matter go easily!"
"A disciple of a great sect?!"
Immortal Huan Zhen seemed to be provoked by these words, and her voice suddenly became sharp.
"A disciple of a great sect? Are you even worthy?
"What famous sect? They were all useless people who lived in vain!
"My husband was so talented back then, but because he didn't have enough talent, it was difficult for him to enter the Heavenly Sect. The so-called Celestial Venerables are all blind!"
She was agitated and hysterical. Her beautiful face twisted.
"Why are you born with extraordinary talent? Why is my husband born with a congenital deficiency, unable to go down the immortal path, and be forever separated from me?!
"The heavens are unfair. I went against the heavens and was born with a deficiency, so I used you guys to make up for it!
"Ridiculous, nonsense!"
Yue Tianya's body could not move, but he still berated sternly, "You lunatic, you call yourself a senior in vain. You defy the heavens and are destined to die! Not to mention you, even your dead husband should enter the netherworld and never reincarnate!"
The eyes of the cultivators beside Yue Tianya were filled with shock.
The situation was already so bad, yet Holy Son Yue still dared to stick close to his face and taunt him?!
Was he crazy too?
Yue Tianya's face was cold.
"When I return to the sect, I will definitely invite the Ancestral Artifact to raze this mystical realm of yours to the ground. Even your dead husband will be razed to the ground…"
"Impudent!" Immortal Huan Zhen was furious and raised her hand to pulverize Yue Tianya's body.
She smiled coldly.
"A mere illusion. Such a coward dares to spout such nonsense."
All the cultivators were speechless.
Only then did they realize that Holy Son Yue had already run away.
It was only an illusion that was left behind to speak out for justice.
The Holy Sons and Saintesses of top-notch immortal sects had special artifacts that could be activated with a thought.
Once used, immortals and Buddhas could not stop them.
For example, the Red Dust Teleport Token that Cheng Lingzhu had.
When the world changed just now, Yue Tianya activated his artifact and fled.
Before he left, the moment his mana was released, Holy Son Yue had left behind an illusion specifically for him to leave some harsh words.
Lu Xuan stood in the corner and gave him a thumbs-up.
As expected of the Holy Son of a great sect. Since he couldn't defeat others, he ran away, leaving only curses.
Since the Holy Son Yue had already run away, he still had to think of a way to say a few words.
In the moment of life and death, he didn't forget to act tough. Only his mouth proved resilient.
Lu Xuan's words in his heart were deadly.
He hoped that this Holy Son Yue's ruthless words would come true.
For example, Lu Xuan seemed to have heard Yue Tianya arguing with Ling Yufei outside the main hall. He said that he was willing to wear women's clothes.
"Senior, our people have already left the mystical realm to inform the elders in the sect."
Yuan Zhao spoke at the right time, "With your strength alone, I believe you are not willing to contend with many immortal sects, right?"
"Immortal sects?" Immortal Huan Zhen sneered, "You don't even have a True Immortal and you dare to call yourself an immortal sect?"
She turned around and looked at the elites of the major sects. Her eyes were cold and determined.
"For my husband's sake, I joined the immortal path. For my husband's sake, I personally buried the entire sect. For my husband's sake, I even dared to give up my True Immortal status.
"Do you think I'm afraid of your sects?"
As soon as these words were said, it set off a storm in the hearts of all the cultivators.
Abandoning the True Immortal rank…
Didn't that mean that the owner of the Secret Mystical Realm standing in front of them…was actually a Red Dust Immortal?!
At this point, the whole story of the Secret Mystical Realm was clear. The existence of this Secret Mystical Realm was a complete conspiracy.
This was not a novel. The story probably happened a long time ago.
The owners were a genius girl from the ancient immortal sect, the Spirit Illusion Heavenly Sect, and a nameless rogue cultivator.
The genius girl was naturally Immortal Huan Zhen, and her husband was a person with limited but extreme talent. Because of his congenital deficiency, he was unable to join a large sect and could only cultivate alone.
Thanks to a coincidence, the two met and fell in love.
Alas, this was not a novel, and the ending was realistic.
Immortal Huan Zhen was extremely talented and powerful, but the nameless lone cultivator was born with a weakness and couldn't follow the immortal path, so they were separated by life and death.
A dead person could not be revived, especially if he was a low-level cultivator. Their soul was fragile and easily destroyed, and it was difficult to preserve it.
Even if the Life Wheel was not complete, the body that was formed was just an empty shell because there was no Divine Soul.
To a stronger person, it was much simpler. As long as the soul was still alive, even if it was in the form of a soul, it could still continue to live.
Immortal Huan Zhen's husband didn't meet this condition, so she found another way.
This rogue cultivator was an extremely talented person. He had once created a special technique when he was alive.
According to his plan, he would feed the demons with his own blood essence and use a secret technique to stimulate the demonic energy.
Demons devoured each other to strengthen their demonic powers, allowing them to continuously make mistakes and evolve.
Finally, he took back the demonic energy that was nurtured by his blood essence and let the cultivator absorb it back into his body.
This was a technique that relied on the Outer Dao to cultivate on one's own behalf. It was equivalent to relying on demons to cultivate, which could make up for the shortcomings of one's innate constitution.
A cultivator's blood essence was the Dao seed, and the final demonic energy whirlpool formed was the Dao fruit.
After consuming the Dao Fruit, one could realize the Great Dao.