281 All beings are demons

102 years ago, Qingtian Dao Sect.

A young girl lay quietly on the ground; beneath her was a vast expanse of flesh that faintly undulated.

A middle-aged man in Daoist robes stood in front of the girl, looking at the unconscious girl, he said, "Jiaojiao, don't worry. The Three Pure Dao Sect will soon be established. With the knowledge and power from over a hundred Daoist Sects, we will be able to find a way to counter the mutations."

Jiaojiao's sea of consciousness kept trembling; she could hear her master's words. She wanted to stand up, wanted to respond, but she felt as if countless hands were grasping her, preventing her from moving at all.

A few months later, Master Qingfeng returned to Jiaojiao's side. His face looked somewhat pale and weak, and he coughed from time to time.

Below Jiaojiao was flesh that resembled the soil, having already swallowed her lower body, undulating as if it were breathing with life.