Bloodbone Mountain is home to the lair of a demonic sect, whose disciples are all peerless martial artists of great strength.
The eldest senior brother practices the Taotie Art, devouring countless people and all manner of things as he wreaks havoc everywhere.
The second senior sister is a cold-blooded fiend who practices the Heartless Sword. She kills within ten paces and leaves no trace for a thousand miles, bringing ruin to the lands just the same.
The third junior brother is even more extraordinary: born with the Ten Thousand Fiends God-Slaying Physique, he is a great evil by nature. Yet all he wants is to become an immortal!
Why is it that among those who have attained the Dao and become emperors throughout the world, there is hardly one demonic emperor for every ten?
Cultivators throughout history have already proven that demonic cultivation is a path where nine out of ten meet their doom.
And you still want to be a demonic cultivator? Have you given up on attaining the Dao?
"Catch that demonic cultivator!"
"Who's a demonic cultivator?"
Beneath the clear, bright sky, Shen Cang sighed softly. It's hard being a good person!
How should I put it? It feels a bit like a novice.