Immortality Starts With Diligence(Xianxia Litrpg)

492. Subduing the Heart Demon Martial God

In the Ten Directions Realm, the Black Demon Heaven was notorious, predominantly ruled by the eminent Heart Demon Martial God. This vast territory, with its multitude of kingdoms, sprawled endlessly under their dominion.

Elevated above all were the Martial Gods, along with Martial Kings, Martial Sovereigns, and countless commoners. Although these mortals found cultivation within their reach, the realm was still predominantly populated by the mundane.

The Ten Directions Realm, a world where strength reigned supreme, was founded by the Supreme of the Ten Directions, who had risen amidst ceaseless bloodshed. In this realm, the powerful were revered and owned everything, while the weak struggled to survive, subservient to the mighty. Thus, within the Ten Directions Realm, a stark disparity existed: the strong lived in opulence, while the weak groveled in hardship.

The Black Demon Heaven, the domain of the Heart Demon Martial God, was equally chaotic. Mighty beings constantly waged war and battled tirelessly. However, the formidable reputation of the Heart Demon Martial God deterred others from opposing them, inadvertently bringing a semblance of peace to their territories. Over time, their domain flourished, becoming the most prosperous region in the Black Demon Heaven.

Yet, the Heart Demon Martial God faced their own turmoil. He was preoccupied with the impending seventh thunder tribulation. Desiring to cross this threshold, he still lacked the necessary World Origin. His ambition was not to become a Martial Ancestor but to survive nine thunder tribulations and reach the realm of a True Monarch, capable of shattering the void, content with a lifespan of a million years compared to his current hundred-thousand-year span.

Therefore, Mi Tian constantly sought World Origin to fortify their physical bodies for the tribulation. However, acquiring World Origin was not without its challenges. Even for the Heart Demon Martial God, who had advantages over Deity Transformation and Martial Gods, obtaining World Origin from emerging minor worlds was a perilous endeavor. Being a Martial God meant that a single misstep could result in permanent death.

Therefore, the Heart Demon Martial God proceeded with extreme caution, often rallying numerous Martial Gods for each venture, to ensure their own safety. However, a considerable amount of time had passed without any news of new minor worlds.

"Could it be necessary to venture into the Fierce Crimson World?" the Heart Demon Martial God murmured softly, their brow furrowed in concern.

Reluctant to visit the Fierce Crimson World unless absolutely necessary, the Heart Demon Martial God was apprehensive. Although the Fierce Crimson World was a newly discovered minor world, it had already gained notorious fame. This was because it was no ordinary world; it was said to be exceedingly peculiar, governed by strange rules.

The most formidable aspect of this world was its curses - one misstep could lead to being cursed, a fate not even Martial Gods or Deity Transformation cultivators could withstand, potentially leading to their downfall. In fact, some Martial Gods had already perished there.

Yet, paradoxically, this danger attracted more Deity Transformation cultivators and Martial Gods. The stronger the minor world, the more abundant its World Origin.

If one could obtain this rich source, a Martial God's physical body might directly withstand nine thunder tribulations, bypassing the gradual accumulation of World Origin and the slow strengthening of the physical body.

Deity Transformation cultivators could also remain in a state of enlightenment, unraveling the mysteries of space and ascending to the True Monarch realm.

Under normal circumstances, the Heart Demon Martial God would not engage in such perilous contests over minor worlds. But time was not on their side. Having achieved the Martial Gods status over seventy thousand years ago, they only had a little over twenty thousand years left to live. There was no longer time to wait for a more suitable minor world to compete for World Origin.

Yet, the prospect of venturing into the Fierce Crimson World left them indecisive and hesitant.

"The Fierce Crimson World is still too perilous," the Heart Demon Martial God mused. "I'll wait a little longer. Another three thousand years. If no suitable minor world emerges within that time, I shall vie for the World Origin in the Fierce Crimson World."

With this ultimatum, the Heart Demon Martial God set a final deadline, confident that no one within these three millennia would entirely claim the Fierce Crimson World.

"Resume the music!" commanded the Heart Demon Martial God, their eyes narrowing slightly as they observed the dance of the court ladies in the hall, wineglass in hand. Skilled in manipulation and illusion, he also excelled at savoring life's pleasures.

To him, cultivation was a means to enjoy life, a philosophy starkly different from that of ascetic cultivators. Of course, this was also linked to his comprehension of the Law of Illusion.

How could one create illusions targeting the human heart without immersing oneself in the joys and studies of life? Thus, their indulgence was, in fact, a unique form of cultivation.

The dancers energetically swayed their bodies as Martial Kings below reveled in drink and merriment. Everything seemed blissful until the Heart Demon Martial God sensed something amiss. The scene before them gradually became hazy and eventually vanished, replaced by a blinding white light.

"Who's there?" The Heart Demon Martial God snapped to alertness. A figure, seemingly distant yet paradoxically close, approached step by step, appearing before them.

"Heart Demon Martial God, esteemed Mi Tian," the figure spoke, "I have come to borrow something from you."

"Borrow something?" scoffed the Heart Demon Martial God, their gaze growing colder. "To come here so stealthily and ask to borrow from me? It seems you do not take me seriously!"

Without hesitation, the Heart Demon Martial God unleashed the six Laws of Illusion within them, enveloping the newcomer in their entirety. Be it Martial Gods or Deity Transformation cultivators, anyone shrouded by these laws would fall prey to their illusions. Not sparing any mercy for one who appeared so silently before him, he prepared to ensnare their uninvited guest.

"World Law, Seal!"

Lin Fei shook his head slightly, a glint of sharpness flashing in his eyes. He had deployed the Saber World, instantly enveloping the Heart Demon Martial God's abode and isolating it from the outside world.

Furthermore, the Saber World seamlessly integrated with the World Laws – all seven of them infused into the Saber World. This integration was what allowed Lin Fei to approach the Heart Demon Martial God undetected.

Only within the Saber World could the Heart Demon Martial God's Law of Illusion be perceived by Lin Fei. As soon as he unleashed his illusionary law, Lin Fei's seven World Laws had already sealed it.

The color drained from the Heart Demon Martial God's face. Their eyes widened in disbelief. Their once unbeatable Law of Illusion had been sealed and suppressed right before their eyes, an unprecedented occurrence since their ascension to Martial God status.

"How is this possible? Who are you?"

A look of horror crossed the face of the Heart Demon Martial God. This was the first time their Law of Illusion had been suppressed since they became a Martial God.

"Who I am is not important," Lin Fei replied with a slight smile. "What matters is, now that you've lost your Law of Illusion, what other means do you have, Mi Tian the Heart Demon Martial God?"

Lin Fei didn't make a move physically; instead, the eight hundred particle worlds within him erupted with a tremendous surge of power. This overwhelming force soared skywards, enveloping the Heart Demon Martial God.

Under the immense pressure of the eight hundred particle worlds, the Heart Demon Martial God trembled, realizing they stood no chance against Lin Fei. Any resistance would undoubtedly lead to their demise.