Li Qingshan completed the transfer before sinking into his thoughts.
All the transformations of the Nine Transformations of the Demonic and Divine started off very easy, but they became more difficult as they progressed. Even the demonic transformations that matched his disposition, like the tiger demon and ape demon, were nowhere close to completion.
After all, no matter how compatible they were, it was only a part of cultivation. Whether it was external resources and accumulation or internal spirit and comprehension, they all needed to be present.
Even when it came down to disposition, the Qilin Transformation was the most incompatible with him. It had always been the most difficult transformation to practise, and it had been difficult right from the beginning. Breaking through the first, second, and third layers had taken tremendous effort.
Back then, it had been so easy with the ox demon and tiger demon, and who knew how much more comprehension and resources he currently possessed compared to then.
As a result, he was already prepared to go for a prolonged battle until he accidentally entered Sukhāvatī. Only then did it begin to advance rapidly.
That was obviously all thanks to the Qilin Paradise, just like how Ruin’s End was to the spirit turtle. A world had an extremely great influence on a person. It could even be said that the environment determined the person.
After all, no matter how powerful an individual was, it was nothing compared to the energy that the entire environment possessed. If it was a kind of world with a particularly strong will, it could directly determine how everyone lived.
If a person was born in the Asura realm but refused to fight and kill, they would be slain no matter how much of genius they were, or they would not be considered a genius at all.
In the World of the Nine Provinces, Qian Rongzhi’s talent was barely up to standard, yet in the Demon domain, she was a supreme prodigy that appeared once every millennia. As long as she did not die, it was basically guaranteed that she would become a Heretic God.
At the same time, because he ruled over the will of the World of the Five Continents, the people he was originally acquainted with in the nine provinces all progressed rapidly, such as Yu Zijian, Ru Xin, and Han Qiongzhi. Even if he did not go out of his way to take care of them, his natural emotional leanings would influence everything.
If he had not paid a visit to Ruin’s End. his Spirit Turtle Transformation would have never reached completion.
Ruin’s End had not just influenced his disposition and adjusted him into the state that fitted the Spirit Turtle Transformation the most, but it had also provided him with endless resources.
The price was all of his memories and almost destroying the other transformations, but all of this was worth it. It became more difficult as he went, but the power brought forth was also greater, which moulded his current cultivation.
As a result, it was not just a matter of disposition and resources, but luck as well.
In terms of luck, it was invisible and intangible, yet it clearly played a role. If a person could obtain the help of a noble, everything would be smooth sailing. What if they received the blessings and help from an entire world?
During Qian Rongzhi and Si Long’s struggle, Si Long ran head-first into Li Qingshan right when he was about to escape from the Demon domain. This was definitely not a coincidence.
The Ming cult was another example. Even if other Demon Sovereigns thought of the same idea, they would never dare to do this, or they would be found and skinned alive.
However, even Li Qingshan could not divine her fate clearly, so that was basically like cheating compared to regular demonfolk. She did not have to uphold any responsibilities of a Demon Sovereign, yet she received benefits far greater than Demon Sovereigns.
The Black Sun Demon Heart was stirring.
This thing that Li Qingshan obtained was far more than just cheating. It was basically “the world has already decided that you will be the Demon God king.”
He felt like he was supposed to recite a poem. “Should there be a chance to benefit my country, I would do it with my life and death; how could I choose to embrace or avoid such a duty just because of my personal weal and woe?” However, he simly refused upon further thought. He was the right and proper hero king, so how could he join the Demon domain?
But why? Why did the Demon domain choose me?
In the beginning, he thought it was because of the numerous demonic transformations, earning him the blessings of the demonic heavens through the demonic nature within him. However, it no longer seemed that simple now.
With that thought, he raised his eyebrows, and a vertical eye suddenly opened up on his forehead, peering into the laws of the world. However, he also revealed a wisp of his aura uncontrollably.
As soon as the Green-winged Bat King and the Golden-furred Lion King had stood up, they almost fell back down again, looking at each other in shock. “H-Heretic God!”
Demon Kings like them were already regarded as ultimate powerhouses in the Demon domain. Demon Emperors and Demon Sovereigns were actually extremely rare.
In this demon city with a population in the hundreds of millions, there were only around a dozen Demon Sovereigns, one for every ten million demonfolk. There were a few more Demon Emperors, but it was still close to one to a million.
As for Heretic Gods, they were completely unreachable existences.
Demon Emperors and Demon Sovereigns were powerful, but they would still die in battle. Heretic Gods were basically favoured by the Demon domain already. They would not die unless they made some tremendous miscalculation, serving as the mainstay of the entire Demon domain.
The one who ruled over this demon city was a Heretic God.
The Green-winged Bat King was in disbelief. He murmured, “The cult leader’s guest is actually a Heretic God!”
The Golden-haired Lion King’s eyes shone. “No, we should call him a Human Immortal. If he isn’t an esteemed immortal or god, how can he create a cultivation method like this?”
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“Yes, Human Immortal.”
The Green-winged Bat King nodded. He recalled how he had spoken proudly about his views before this Human Immortal, expressing discontent towards his mockery, which left him pouring with sweat. If he were a Heretic God, he definitely would have tortured him to a point where he wished he was dead.
However, not only did this Human Immortal accept his views, but he even encouraged him, treating him as an equal the entire time. That was just unbelievable. Then with a thought, it occurred to him. Wasn’t this exactly what he wanted? Generosity, uprightness, equality, light.
The Golden-haired Lion King sighed emotionally. “The cult leader actually managed to find the help of a great immortal who even taught us a cultivation method like this. There are great hopes for our Ming cult!”
“Yeah, great hopes!”
All of the demonfolks’ eyes shone with hope when they heard that, looking up towards Li Qingshan. They felt like if they had someone like him leading them, it was not impossible for them to overthrow the tyrannical rule of this city’s Heretic God. As for the twelve Demon Gods, they still did not even have the courage to think about them.
Little did they know that the exact target for why Li Qingshan was here was a Demon God.
Along the way, he never looked back. Before he knew it, he had already made it so far and so high up. It was exactly because of this that he never noticed he had already far surpassed the living creatures, standing among the ranks of gods and immortals.
Or perhaps he was aware, yet he just had to smash that sangharama guardian statue to pieces, refusing worship from anyone.
As a result, these demonfolk were destined to be disappointed. His goal this time was not to save these demonfolk with a conscience, but to resolve the Blood Oath of the Nether River. That was his business and his business alone.
Perhaps he could lend a hand when he saw injustice, but he could forget about bringing salvation to all living beings, freeing them from suffering. He did not come to the Demon domain to be some saviour.
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The Qilin, With its Hovering Steps, Sympathises With the Living.
However, he did not know what pity was. He neither pitied himself nor others. That was the brutality of the tiger.
However, many years ago, the young man had once been touched by a child without a home, shedding tears for her. That child’s name was Xiao An.
That was the only exception.
Li Qingshan looked around with the demonic eye, peering into how the laws of the Demon domain operated, but he was still unable to understand why. The laws of the world were far too tremendous and far too complicated. He was basically no different from a blind man and an elephant. He was unable to pinpoint the exact reason at all.
There was only one last thing he could try.
He transformed into the divine beast qilin. His hooves hovered in the air, his deer antlers sprawled in the air, his mane danced about, and his green scales glistened.
In the next moment, he suddenly widened his eyes. How is this possible!?
At that moment, the surging demon qi gathered towards him, and the laws of the world twisted for him. The will of the Demon domain that had always been filled with malice actually welcomed him like a mother welcoming a wandering son home.
In Qian Rongzhi’s sense, the will of the Demon domain gathered on him as if the demonic heavens itself had descended.
No, not some blessed son of the heavens. He was the ruler of these heavens!
However, Li Qingshan felt no delight at all. His scales were dyed black by the demon qi, and the green qilin became a black qilin, with black horns and hooves, a black mane and black scales. His moist, deer eyes became cold and ruthless.
“The world has no compassion. All is worthless.”
That had once been the chant of millions of demonfolk outside Black Cloud city.
This black qilin was the very embodiment of it.
Originally, Li Qingshan did not feel any pity towards these demonfolk, but there was sympathy. Now, even this sympathy had vanished. His cold gaze swept out, like they were all dead.
With a gentle breath, all the demonfolk in the temple, whether young or old, male or female, weak or strong, slumped down on the ground like chopped logs, dead.
Only Qian Rongzhi managed to put up some resistance. As a result, the qilin approached her.
Each step he took pushed deeply into the ground as if he was trying to crush all of the living beings under his feet.
The temple shook violently. The tremendous network of underground tunnels cracked and collapsed en masse. The entire demon city shook. Millions of demonfolk could sense it, trembling in fear uncontrollably.
The stronger the existence, the more they could sense this horror.
This was no divine beast of utmost compassion. It was clearly a monster of utter malice and wickedness.
