Spreading the Techniques

Chapter 68

"The righteous path fears bearing karmic consequences, so they let demonic cultivators do their dirty work. As expected, the idea that good and evil are irreconcilable is a joke."

Li Changmeng's consciousness began to descend into various divine idols, quickly grasping the distribution of his followers.

The Ancient Immortal Sect had relocated nearly a hundred thousand people to the endless marshes in the north.

The area was filled with miasma, poisonous insects, and wild beasts.

Fortunately, with the help of numerous Guardian Army troops, the initial settlement wasn't too difficult.

The followers in the marshes were scattered, making it impossible for the demonic cultivators to wipe them out in one go.

Only then did Li Changmeng feel at ease and turned his attention to the situation within the Ancient Immortal Sect.

Faced with the overwhelming power of Core Formation demonic cultivators, no one in the Ancient Immortal Sect could resist. Wherever the demonic cultivators went, cities were left empty.

In response, Li Changmeng's approach was simple: through the divine idols scattered across the land, he issued a decree—sacrifice yourselves, and your souls will enter the Dreamland Divine Kingdom.

He frantically cast the **Soul Anchoring Guidance Technique**, trying to guide as many followers' souls as possible to minimize losses.

"Dammit, have they all gone mad? So many people killing themselves?"

A demonic cultivator who absorbed souls for cultivation complained.

It was as if someone had given these mortals a command. In the two cities they had just passed through, there was only overwhelming blood qi and corpses.

As for souls? Not a single one remained!

While the demonic cultivators who absorbed flesh and blood were thrilled, those who needed living mortals were extremely frustrated.

"It must be the work of that faith-based cultivator. He'd rather sacrifice these followers than let us gain more benefits. I wonder what he did to make the Tianxing Sacred Land send us to destroy his foundation."

"Who knows? It's so boring—not a single living person in sight. Should we turn back and raid the Ten-City Alliance territory?"

"If you're tired of living, don't drag me into it. The moment we turn back, the righteous cultivators hiding in the shadows will strike. Do you think they'd let us?"

Did they really think the Tianxing Sacred Land had sent them here for an all-you-can-eat buffet?

"Too bad for you. Watch us boost our cultivation, hahaha!"

Several demonic cultivators who absorbed flesh and blood laughed maniacally and began feasting below.

After seven days, not a single living person remained within the Ancient Immortal Sect's territory.

In their place were several Core Formation demonic cultivators whose karmic energy had almost solidified.

"Too bad, I still haven't broken through to the Golden Core stage."

One demonic cultivator clicked his tongue.

The bottleneck to the Golden Core stage wasn't so easily overcome. Unless they devoured each other, it was unlikely any of them would reach the Golden Core stage.

With the Ancient Immortal Sect wiped out, a Nascent Soul cultivator appeared.

"Bind your cultivation. I'll take you back."

"Greetings, True Monarch Yuanhua!"

The newcomer was True Monarch Yuanhua from the Tianxing Sacred Land, the one who had sent them here.

Binding their cultivation was a courtesy; otherwise, he could have crushed them with a single hand.

The demonic cultivators quickly bound their cultivation and were collected by True Monarch Yuanhua.

"There are still some remnants to the north, but with only a few hundred thousand followers, they can at most support a Core Formation cultivator. To be safe, it's best to eliminate them all."

From among the demonic cultivators, he selected the one with the highest cultivation and released him.

"Head north. There are remnants of the Ancient Immortal Sect. Go and wipe them out."

True Monarch Yuanhua issued the order, then vanished once more.

"Leftovers? I'll devour them!"

The demonic cultivator licked his lips and flew north.

Meanwhile, Li Changmeng was guiding a massive number of souls.

At the last moment, he had ordered his followers to sacrifice themselves, using the **Soul Anchoring Guidance Technique** to guide their souls.

Although not everyone had been subjected to the technique, he still managed to gather over ten million souls.

Each clone could hold 108,000 souls, so he needed over a hundred clones.

Fortunately, the hidden clones had been creating more clones from time to time, so he had just enough.

"Destroying my foundation, blocking my path to immortality—I won't forget this grudge!"

The root of all this was the hairy figure exposing Mimeng Wangqing Daojun in another region. The hairy figure's ability to possess non-human, non-demon creatures had raised alarms.

But at its core, it was the conflict between him and the cultivators, transcending the boundaries of good and evil.

Li Changmeng didn't know how he had ended up here.

He remembered that at the beginning, he was just an ordinary faith-based cultivator.

But as he cultivated, he ventured further and further, acquiring abilities that the cultivation world could not tolerate.

"Hmph, although my followers have suffered heavy losses, the souls entering my body provide even more faith power."

The faith power generated by mortals burning incense was significantly less than that produced by souls worshiping within Li Changmeng's body.

With over ten million souls added in an instant, the amount of faith power Li Changmeng could gather daily had actually increased.

Thus, in the short term, Li Changmeng's foundation wasn't destroyed but instead became more solid.

Closing his eyes, his consciousness descended.

The Mimeng Marsh—its original name no longer mattered. Now, hundreds of thousands of Ancient Immortal Sect followers had taken refuge here, and the place had been renamed.

The hundreds of thousands of followers were divided into over a hundred groups, spreading out as much as possible and heading north.

Each group was led by a bishop and guarded by thousands of Guardian Army troops.

Li Changmeng's consciousness descended to each group, bestowing upon them a cultivation technique.

Most of these techniques were collected by his two demonic cultivator clones and the Qingmiao Sect, but they had been slightly modified.

They now included methods to refine faith power to enhance cultivation.

These modifications were simple. To draw faith power, one only needed to worship before the divine idol and then have the idol cast the **Faith Mutation Spirit Technique**.

Previously, Li Changmeng had somewhat neglected the cultivation of his followers.

Relying solely on the Guardian Army's martial strength was far from enough. They needed to cultivate as well.

Moreover, by cultivating the techniques he bestowed, they would either practice them as ordinary techniques or... be forced to accept the **Faith Mutation Spirit Technique**.

Li Changmeng knew that if the enemy wanted to exterminate them completely, the hundreds of thousands of followers marching north would inevitably be discovered.

Only a small fraction might survive by sheer luck.

By leaving behind these techniques, those who achieved success in cultivation could continue northward, perhaps finding a new world.

After making these final arrangements, Li Changmeng had done all he could.

He couldn't handle so many Core Formation cultivators at his current level. His own cultivation needed to improve.

Whether he followed the demonic path or the righteous path, they were both someone else's roads.

Only by breaking through to the Core Formation stage on his own path could he achieve a true qualitative improvement.

His divine abilities and faith-based techniques would also grow stronger.