The Aura Is Poisonous, and I Am in Disaster

Everyone in the world of cultivation is a cultivator, but I was born with a Taoist body, but I was rejected by heaven and earth. Every time he uses his skills to absorb spiritual energy, he will be counterattacked by the law of heaven, making him miserable. The sect regarded me as a useless person, and my fellow Taoists abandoned me like a worn-out shoe. I was forced to destroy my cultivation and survive in this world. Five hundred years later, the spiritual energy has dried up, and all the monks in the world have become mortals, living in panic all day long. But I stood up. It turns out that what I absorbed was not spiritual energy, but the chaotic energy that polluted the world in ancient times. Now, I am their only god... The only demon.