As Li Tian arrived at the door, he was immediately met with a dense wave of demonic qi. Before he could react, another explosion rocked the room, sending him flying over three meters and causing him to lose consciousness. At the same time, his wife, Li Yun Fei's mother, came up and faced an explosion; then she got sent flying and lost consciousness too.
But the chaos didn't end there. A surge of murderous qi appears from Li Yun Fei, filling the room with an extremely cold atmosphere.
Despite the intense pain coursing through his body and soul, Li Yun Fei refused to give up. He tries so hard to maintain consciousness. He knew he needed to break through, no matter the cost. Giving up now would not only mean abandoning his chance for a breakthrough but also inviting a dangerous backlash from the demonic technique he was cultivating.
"Give me a break!" Li Yun Fei's voice rang out, laced with the chilling tones of a demon from the deepest depths of hell. With every ounce of strength he possessed, he pushed forward to breakthrough.
In the midst of his struggle, at the crucial moment when Dantian Formation Realm seemed within reach, a haunting memory surged to the forefront of Li Yun Fei's mind. Images of Yue Qian, his beloved, fighting valiantly against countless cultivators flooded his thoughts. He remembered the feeling of helplessness, the regret of not being able to stand by her side and share her burdens.
"No! Yue Qian!" he cried out sadly, his voice echoing through the messy room.
As the memory consumed him, he started to lose focus, and the energies surrounding him began to dissipate. Both the demonic qi and the murderous aura faded away, leaving him vulnerable and exposed.
With a sudden jolt, Li Yun Fei felt a sharp pain spread through his body. A backlash from his interrupted cultivation surged through him, causing him to lose control of his body. He coughed up a mouthful of blood, the metallic taste staining his lips.
In an instant, he felt the strength drain from his body, his cultivation base declining rapidly. He could feel himself regressing, his progress undone as he descended back to the Meridian Refinement Stage One.
Wracked with pain and despair, Li Yun Fei collapsed to the ground, his heart heavy with sorrow. The memory of Yue Qian's death weighed heavily on him, a reminder of his failure to protect her.
With little strength left, he got up with difficulty. When he turned his body and saw his father and mother lying unconscious, he ran toward them, but his body didn't allow him to do so, and he collapsed again. He shouted to his servant Xiao Jiao with all his remaining strength, "Xiao Jiao, help!" and then his mind turned black.
At the temple known as the "Demon Slaying Temple," five men clad in robes representing the five elements suddenly turned their gaze towards the sky.
The man in the green robe spoke first, his voice filled with concern. "Big brother, is this what we're forbidden to speak of?"
The man in the red robe replied solemnly, his expression weighed down by worry. "Yes, this time I fear that woman will come out. Only her descendants can possess that thing."
The man in the blue robe nodded in agreement. "Brothers, let's call our master. I sense that this matter is beyond our capabilities."
Meanwhile, the men in the brown and golden robes exchanged glances and speak in unison, "Let us investigate this matter thoroughly before taking any further action."
In the huge mansion, an old man woke up suddenly. "Twelve Demonic Meridians," he said quietly. His voice sounded sad but hopeful, like he wished to see someone again. It was a simple phrase, but it held a lot of feeling, as if he longed to meet someone from his past.
Atop the snowy mountain, an old woman suddenly dropped her teacup, a sense of realization washing over her. "My grandson, You've finally awakened my legacy," she whispered, her voice carrying a mixture of relief and joy.
In the morning, Li Yun Fei awoke with a start, his determination overriding the pain that still lingered in his wounded body. Ignoring his pain, he run down the stairs, his mind set on finding his parents.
As he ran down, he encountered Xiao Jiao, his family's loyal servant. "Where are mom and dad?" he asked urgently.
"Young master, they are safe. Your second uncle is currently waiting for them to awaken," Xiao Jiao replied.
"Where are they?" Li Yun Fei asked him impatiently.
"Young master, you shouldn't go yet. Your body..." Xiao Jiao said, but Li Yun Fei cut him off.
"It's fine," Li Yun Fei insisted, his knowledge of medicine from his past life flashing in his eyes. Returning to his room, he swiftly retrieved a sheet of paper. "Purchase these medicines and a cauldron at any quality, but make it quick," he instructed, handing the list to Xiao Jiao.
With a nod, Xiao Jiao dashed out of the mansion to fulfill his young master's request.
Meanwhile, Li Yun Fei hurried to his parents' room and found them still unconscious. Before he could check their condition, a voice from behind startled him.
"What happened?" his second uncle asked with concern.
"Greetings, second uncle. It's just..." Li Yun Fei hesitated, unsure of how to explain his situation to his uncle.
But to his surprise, his uncle interrupted, his tone grave. " I sense pure demonic qi and cold murderous qi emanating from their bodies. I may not know where you obtained that cultivation technique, but you must be careful in the future. It could lead to big problems."
"Uncle, what do you mean?" Li Yun Fei asked, his voice tinged with worry and curiosity at his uncle's insight.
But his uncle continued, unfazed by his nephew's question. "I know what you're thinking. The reason I can tell you this is because we are cultivators as well, except for your father."
Li Yun Fei was stunned by his uncle's words. Initially, he had believed that there were no cultivators in this world. However, now his perception of the world was shifting dramatically. "Uncle, I'm sorry. I shouldn't have cultivated in the mansion," he confessed, a heavy sense of guilt weighing on his heart for putting his family in danger.
"It is not your fault because you didn't know it," said a tall middle-aged man clad in traditional Chinese attire.
"Eldest uncle, greetings," Li Yun Fei replied respectfully.
"Cut off that formal way. In the future, don't ever cultivate without any protection formation. We cannot cultivate normally because of our physique and meridians," his uncle advised sternly.
Suddenly, Li Yun Fei sensed that there was a more significant issue at hand and asked his uncle, "Uncle, I don't understand."
"Big brother, isn't it too soon to tell him?" another voice interjected.
"No, since he started to cultivate, he has the right to know," the first uncle responded firmly.
"In this world, there are five forbidden things within our body: the Great Demon Emperor Physique, twelve demonic meridians, demonic heart, demonic eyes, and demonic soul. As for why these are forbidden, 10,000 years ago, there was an unnamed cultivator with all these attributes who dominated the cultivation world by killing all kinds of people. Later, he disappeared. Rumor has it that he had five children. Because of his children, today there are five ancient families that exist: Li, Meng, Xue, Jiang, and Wu families," the uncle explained solemnly, revealing a hidden truth that shook Li Yun Fei to his core.
"So, in this world, the Extreme Darkness Physique is called the Great Demon Emperor Physique," he uttered in a low voice.
"As for the Li family, they possess the greatest power—the Great Demon Emperor Physique—among the five forbidden attributes. The Meng family has the demonic heart, the Wu family possesses demonic eyes, and the Jiang family carries the demonic soul," he continued, his voice soft and almost imperceptible.
Before he could reveal more, he suddenly heard a hoarse voice from behind them.
"Xue family has twelve demonic meridians," the old man sighed.
Upon hearing this unexpected revelation, both the eldest and second uncles turned their heads and saw him. Without hesitation, they swiftly assumed fighting stances, their voices echoing in unison, "Spear Demon Xue HongMing!"