In the year 1756 of the Great Xuan Calendar, during Jing Zhe.

The ten great powers of the Ancient Sect Nobility in Dianchuan Province, along with the three hidden realms—the Ingenious Mechanism Sect, the Nature Banner, and the Great Righteousness Academy—decided simultaneously within their own circles to officially dispatch their disciples to descend the mountains and save the world.

At this moment, the bloody battle between the Human Race of Dianchuan Province and the Hundred Thousand Great Mountains truly began!

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The night was as dark as ink, nebulous and profound, interwoven in this untouched mountain forest. Towering trees rose from the ground, their branches and leaves so lush they tangled with each other, as if whispering endless secrets. Beneath the sky, this primitive jungle was swallowed by darkness. Only occasional moonlight, speckled through gaps in the treetops, revealed itself intermittently, casting bizarre and twisted shadows on the rugged mountain path.

Sharp stones lay scattered across the ground like dominoes. Amid this atmosphere of deathly stillness and trembling terror, footsteps hastened, heavy and uneasy. A figure stumbled through the darkness.

He was a cultivator covered in wounds, his face as pale as paper. His once tranquil and detached aura, ethereal as flowers reflected in water and moonlight, was now utterly disheveled. His Daoist robe was torn in countless places, revealing skin covered in bloodstains and bruises beneath.

He staggered, leaning against a boulder, gasping for breath. Just then, a rolling demonic aura and surging demonic clouds billowed behind him, closing in relentlessly like a great wave crashing ashore. Blood-red pupils glinted menacingly from within the engulfing black mist. The stench of blood hung heavy in the air, accompanied by an extreme oppressiveness. The air itself felt as if it had solidified, heavy as lead, making one gasp for breath, yet each inhalation brought only more difficulty, as though suffocation and unconsciousness were imminent.

"I must, I must get the message back..."

Having regained a sliver of strength, the man forced himself to endure the excruciating pain that wracked every muscle in his screaming body and lurched forward once more.

"HEH HEH HEH, run? Where do you think you can run?"

The dense, rolling black mist pressed closer. From within, a cackle that made one's scalp tingle echoed out. Rows of blood-red pupils, like malevolent lanterns, glowed with utmost savagery and cruelty.

"A great Human Race cultivator of the Blood-Stained Realm... just the thought makes my mouth water."

A sinister wind howled as the black mist lunged fiercely. Feeling a stabbing pain in his back as if pierced by needles, despair and sorrow flickered in the man's eyes.

"Hmph!"

An abrupt, cold snort cut through the air. A tall figure flashed into view, and with a flick of his long sleeves, a torrential blast of lightning struck out fiercely. The black mist shrieked in pain and rapidly retreated.

"Are you alright?" Qi Xiu asked, his gaze flickering as he looked at the pale man on the ground.

"Fellow Daoist, be careful! This demon is an ancient centipede spirit, incredibly venomous, and it possesses the Hundred-Eyes Divine Marvel..." The man, already exhausted, was so weakened by the fall that he couldn't finish his sentence. His head lolled to the side, and he fainted.

With a sweep of his sleeve, several medicinal talismans landed on the man. Qi Xiu, with a thought, placed him into his Spirit Pill bag.

"Which little whelp dares to snatch the Blood Meal from your grandpa's jaws?"

The centipede spirit, driven back by the lightning, surged back again. It shrieked malevolently, circling rapidly like a stalking evil ghost, emanating a bone-chilling cold.

Trivial tricks.

Qi Xiu snorted lightly, noticing a faint, iridescent sheen gradually spreading through the air around him.

An ordinary Blood-Stained Realm cultivator encountering this centipede spirit might indeed fall for its ploys, just like that man earlier. But unfortunately for the spirit, he, Qi Xiu, was a seasoned old hand. He'd seen and used such tricks countless times.

With a wave of his great sleeve, countless Cloud Seal Talismans soared into the air like a surging Yellow River. The Talisman Scripts interconnected, gradually forming one corner of a formation.

RUMBLE!

A black river surged forth from the void, emanating a terrifying aura of extreme yin and profound cold.

Rune Array—Heavenly River!

The surging river instantly swept the centipede spirit into its depths. Skeletal arms, formed of white bone, seized it tightly. Their immensely strong finger bones crushed its flesh and skin, trying to forcibly rip out its skeleton.

Who would have thought that this imposing and righteous-looking Thunder Magic cultivator could, in the next moment, unleash such a sinister and terrifying formation?

The centipede spirit, caught completely off guard, was riddled with hundreds of holes by the skeletal arms. The dark waters of the Heavenly River were stained a sickening green.

But just as Qi Xiu calmly watched the commotion at the river bottom, his fingertips slightly raised, ready to deliver a follow-up strike at any moment.

A startling, crimson pillar of light, suffused with a murderous aura, suddenly erupted from the river's depths.

"Hm?"

Sensing the crisis, a massive and imposing Protector Vajra materialized before Qi Xiu! Its form was of stark white bone, with pale flames flickering in the gaps.

Mighty Dragon Demon Vajra!

BOOM!

The crimson pillar of light, containing ultimate destructive power, tore through the Heavenly River and slammed into the Mighty Dragon Demon Vajra.

With its arms crossed protectively before its chest, the Mighty Dragon Demon Vajra roared. Its arms began to glow red, the change visible to the naked eye, as if they were about to melt under the pillar's intense power.

"Hm?"

Qi Xiu's eyes narrowed slightly as he observed the reddening arms of the Mighty Dragon Demon Vajra.

The Mighty Dragon Demon Vajra, forged from Dragon Bones, was virtually indestructible. Yet this crimson pillar could heat its arm bones to a glowing red. This was a testament to the pillar's power.

Remembering the gravely injured Blood-Stained Realm cultivator from before, Qi Xiu was about to raise his hand to deploy another Rune Array when he suddenly felt a sharp pain in his back.

"HA HA HA! Die! How dare you injure me, the Hundred-Eyes Demon Lord! Today, I'll let you taste the agony of ten thousand insects devouring your body!"

Somehow, it had teleported a hundred meters behind Qi Xiu. The centipede demon, the self-proclaimed Hundred-Eyes Demon Lord, ripped open its bloodstained robe, revealing a chest horrifically covered with over a hundred eerie, staring eyes.

Before the Hundred-Eyes Demon Lord could finish speaking, those unsettling eyes opened wide once more. Terrifying crimson beams surged out, carrying an overwhelming murderous aura, intending to instantly obliterate Qi Xiu's Essence, Qi, and Spirit, casting him into eternal damnation.

A Hundred Eyes Centipede... no wonder.

Recognition flickered in Qi Xiu's eyes as he saw the eyes on the centipede demon. The Hundred Eyes Centipede was a rare demonic beast. Legend told that these centipedes were born with a hundred demonic eyes. These eyes could emit a red light capable of melting gold and fusing iron, were intensely poisonous, and incredibly potent. Any living creature caught in its light would not only suffer damage to flesh and blood; their Essence, Qi, and Spirit would also be eroded. It was an exceedingly strange and malevolent innate Divine Marvel.

As the red light rushed towards him, a Sea of Thunder simultaneously awakened within Qi Xiu's eyes!

BOOM!

A brilliant, blinding light, like a rising sun, erupted as a supreme pillar of thunderous light shot out from Qi Xiu's eyes.

One gold, one red! The two pillars of light collided head-on with raw power!

The void instantly shattered. Shockwaves rolled out, heaven and earth trembled, and endless thunder and light flooded the entire world. The intensely brilliant light turned the surrounding hundred miles into day. It seemed as if only these two beams of light existed between heaven and earth.

"What kind of Dharma Gate is this?!"

A flicker of horror crossed the Hundred Eyes Centipede's face. Since cultivating its Hundred-Eyes Demon Skill, this was the first time it had met such a tenacious opponent. Those eyes, brimming with boundless thunder, were in no way inferior to its own hundred eyes.

"I don't believe it!"

Filled with immense pride in its bloodline, the Hundred Eyes Centipede shrieked at the sky. Veins bulged all over its body, and a thick, bloody mist erupted from its pores.

Blood Sacrifice!

Empowered by the Blood Sacrifice, the crimson light pillar from its Hundred-Eyes Demon Skill finally began to overwhelm the golden, imperious pillar of thunder, gradually grinding it down.

Is this your limit?

Watching the crimson light pillar draw closer, Qi Xiu chuckled softly. His hands rose before him, slowly forming a spell.

Hidden Thunder Heavy Pupil! Open!

The next instant, the skin on Qi Xiu's forehead, between his brows, split open. A vertical pupil, like cast gold, slowly opened. Within its cold, indifferent gaze, a fractured Thunder Pond gradually awakened.

Seeing the vertical eye open on Qi Xiu's forehead, a dreadful premonition seized the Hundred Eyes Centipede.

"This is impossible! I..."

Before it could finish, the overwhelming Sea of Thunder had already completely engulfed it…

「...」

For a hundred miles in every direction, only scorched earth remained.

Stepping on a carbonized piece of carapace, Qi Xiu slowly opened his right hand. With a flick of his finger, a cold white flame leaped out and merged into the earth beneath him. Soon, mounds bulged from the ground, and pristine, flawless demon bones emerged. Mystic light flowed as the bones fused together.

In moments, the Hundred-Eyes Demon Lord, now a being of white bone, reappeared before Qi Xiu. And its hundred demonic eyes, originally on its chest, were now bizarrely rooted to its ribs.

Hundred Eyes Centipedes are ancient and rare. It would be a waste to just kill it. Better to transform it into a White Bone Devil God and cultivate it. It will surely become a powerful tool in the future.

"Greetings, Buddha!"

Transformed into a White Bone Devil God, the Hundred-Eyes Demon Lord devoutly knelt before Qi Xiu, prostrating itself completely.

"I now bestow upon you the dharma name: Hundred-Eyes. From now on, follow me to subdue demons and vanquish fiends."

After naming the newly created White Bone Devil God, Qi Xiu spoke slowly.

Dianchuan Province is currently in utter chaos. However, this has its advantages. Aberrations like this White Bone Devil God, which require vast amounts of slaughter to grow, now have a domain to thrive in.

"I shall faithfully obey the Buddha's Decree!"

Bowing respectfully to Qi Xiu, Hundred-Eyes stood obediently behind him.

I can't forget this time.

Having learned his lesson from the previous incident with the young monk, Qi Xiu, having just finished his work, immediately remembered to release the man from his Spirit Pill bag. Several medicinal talismans, along with a stream of True Essence of Dragon and Tiger, were infused into the man's body.

The unconscious man slowly came to. Seeing Qi Xiu before him, and recalling the events before he fainted, he hastily said, "The Hundred-Eyes Divine Marvel... its red light pierces one through! Anyone struck by it will have their Essence, Qi, and Spirit completely eroded..."

As he spoke, the man noticed that their surroundings had become scorched earth, with wisps of green smoke rising. Looking at the composed Qi Xiu, he instantly understood.

"You... you killed that centipede demon?"

"More or less."

"That's good..." Hearing that the centipede demon was dead, the man finally breathed a sigh of relief and said gratefully to Qi Xiu, "Thank you, Fellow Daoist, for saving me! If not for you, the message we sacrificed over a hundred lives to obtain would have been lost. This information is critical to the war's outcome; it's of utmost importance!"

"Oh? What message could be so significant?" Qi Xiu's curiosity was piqued, and he couldn't help but ask.

With a grave expression, the man enunciated each word clearly: "We've found the source of the Shouting Evil Fruit!"

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