When Mu Changqing's words fell, the surrounding cultivators fell silent, confused by his meaning.
Wei Ji was the first to react, a sense of unease gradually rising within him.
His body tensed, his gaze fixed on the eerie, cold man not far away.
"What do you mean?"
Mu Changqing shrugged with a hint of helplessness.
"What, do the cultivators of this era not understand human speech? This is my dojo. You, the Fengtian Immortal Dynasty, have usurped my place. I didn't seek trouble with you, yet you come to trouble me. Don't you find that ridiculous?"
Upon hearing this, Wei Ji and the others felt an unprecedented chill.
Extreme fear spread through their bodies instantly. Wei Ji's body retreated several steps in the air uncontrollably.
"What nonsense are you spouting? You've offended the Fengtian Immortal Dynasty and dare to speak so recklessly? You're seeking death."
Wei Ji said, retreating as he spoke.
Mu Changqing's state was too bizarre. Even with his past life's True Immortal vision, he couldn't see through Mu Changqing.
The surrounding cultivators were now as silent as cicadas in winter, their gazes falling on Wei Ji and Lu Jin.
After all, the two were the leaders of the reincarnated individuals and the strongest here.
Lu Jin had a more volatile personality and was not as meticulous as Wei Ji.
He let out a scoff, looking at the surrounding crowd with disdain.
"Heh, you've all been intimidated by his few words? Ridiculous. The taboo of the Emperor's Fall has already perished, how could it possibly revive and appear in this world again."
Following that, Lu Jin summoned an immortal blade, its cold light flashing, the edge pointed directly at Mu Changqing.
"You can fool them, but you can't fool me. The majesty of the Immortal Dynasty cannot be desecrated. Either surrender yourself, or I will personally suppress you."
Mu Changqing's eyebrows slightly arched, his smile unchanged as he said.
"Fine, since that's the case, I'll just erase you all. As for the Fengtian Immortal Dynasty? It has its uses."
Mu Changqing was somewhat curious. How far would Nalan Yong, who was supposed to be trampled under the feet of the Child of Destiny, be able to go after he altered his fate?
If they couldn't even contend with the mere Fengtian Immortal Dynasty, then they would be useless.
Trash was not worthy of being his follower.
Even a follower that could be casually discarded required qualifications.
Lu Jin let out a cold laugh and suddenly attacked, lunging forward.
A hundred zhang of blade light slashed through the void towards Mu Changqing.
"A mayfly trying to shake a tree, utterly overestimating yourself."
Mu Changqing, with his hands behind his back, remained motionless.
The hundred zhang blade aura descended, tearing through the void.
The terrifying power forced the surrounding reincarnated individuals to retreat several miles. The ground cracked, and green mountains and clear waters were leveled.
As the immense pressure fell within one zhang of Mu Changqing, Lu Jin's attack instantly dissipated, turning into a bubble, disappearing like a stone sinking into the sea.
"How is this possible?"
"An attack that has at least reached the peak of the Void Immortal realm, and it couldn't even get within a zhang of his body."
"Damn it, what he said is true, flee!"
Wei Ji looked at the fleeing reincarnated cultivators with a bitter smile. Flee?
If the person before them was truly the taboo of the Emperor's Fall, where could they escape in all the heavens and myriad worlds, in the vast universe?
Lu Jin stared blankly at his shattered innate immortal blade, then spat out blood from the backlash, flying back several miles.
The next moment, the surrounding space compressed, and a vast pressure descended from the nine heavens, instantly crushing him into a mist of blood.
Lu Jin didn't even have time to feel terror before he vanished, erased from existence by Mu Changqing.
Then, Mu Changqing's purple eyes swept indifferently across the fleeing reincarnated cultivators of the Fengtian Immortal Dynasty.
With a slight movement of his will, time and space froze.
Strands of purple Netherflame emerged from his body, devouring the spiritual energy within a radius of ten thousand miles, transforming this space into a purple purgatory.
All life was extinguished. Within a radius of ten thousand miles, not a blade of grass grew. The land withered, turning into a forbidden zone.
"Forbidden zone? Wherever I pass, it becomes a forbidden zone."
Mu Changqing took a step across space and time, appearing before Wei Ji.
Wei Ji's body was unable to move, his eyes filled with fear and dread, but most of all, disbelief.
He couldn't imagine how terrifying Mu Changqing was. Even heaven couldn't do anything to him, so who in this vast universe could be his opponent?
"Your disposition is good. I'll give you a chance to live, how about it?"
Since awakening, Mu Changqing's temperament and cultivation had both undergone an extreme transformation.
He didn't care about life, but compared to slaughter, sometimes living cultivators were more interesting.
Wei Ji was slightly stunned, swallowed, and tried to calm his inner fear as he tentatively asked.
"What does honored sir require? I will do my utmost."
Mu Changqing nodded slightly, his thoughts unreadable.
A trace of strangeness flashed in his eyes, and he smiled.
"It's very simple. Hunt down the reincarnated individuals from the Yunyu Realm."
Upon hearing this, a look of astonishment appeared on Wei Ji's face, and for a moment, he didn't know how to respond.
He couldn't guess what Mu Changqing wanted, or rather, slaughtering so-called powerful reincarnated individuals was effortless for Mu Changqing.
He didn't need to rely on others.
When he saw the terrifying purple flames swirling around Mu Changqing, Wei Ji hastily agreed.
Then he asked the question that was troubling him.
Mu Changqing didn't seem to mind, answering casually.
"Don't you think... it would be interesting to have reincarnated individuals hunt other reincarnated individuals?"
As soon as these words were spoken, cold sweat beaded on Wei Ji's forehead.
But he had no choice but to agree, otherwise, he would be the one to die.
It was a matter of "dying comrade, not dying self," a flaw in human nature.
"Don't worry, I will bestow upon you the Sky Devouring Demonic Art, allowing you to devour your own kind and strengthen yourself."
As he spoke, a ball of purple light appeared on Mu Changqing's right hand. Before Wei Ji could react,
the purple light entered his mind.
Instantly, Wei Ji felt a splitting headache, a soul-tearing pain assaulted him, something even an ancient True Immortal like himself could barely endure, and he let out a roar of agony.
After a long while, Wei Ji's complexion gradually regained its color, his eyes filled with disbelief.
"What a terrifying demonic art."
A ghostly light flickered in Wei Ji's eyes. He understood that the Sky Devouring Demonic Art was an unparalleled, heaven-defying cultivation method.
It allowed for the unrestricted devouring of others' Dao fruits, which was going against the heavens.
He also understood that if he accepted the Sky Devouring Demonic Art, he would stand in opposition to all the heavens and the Heavenly Dao.
"This is my opportunity. I've lived mediocre lives cycle after cycle, why not go all out?"
Wei Ji's expression shifted wildly. Finally, a cold glint flashed in his eyes, and he accepted the Sky Devouring Demonic Art.
"Go, don't disappoint me. Before I leave this realm, if I'm not satisfied, you'll know what it means to wish you were dead."
Mu Changqing revealed a strange smile, and as his voice fell, his figure gradually disappeared.
Everything around returned to its original order, but the area scorched by the terrifying purple flames was filled with strangeness and ill omen.
Ordinary cultivators who stepped into it would be instantly infected and devoured.
Wei Ji stood in place for a long time, his gaze growing colder.
"Sky Devouring Demonic Art, devouring the Dao fruits of others. Since I've chosen to follow my master, I'll go all out."
With his mindset changed, Wei Ji no longer had any psychological burdens and flashed away.
As one of the leaders of the reincarnated great figures of the Fengtian Immortal Dynasty, he naturally knew where the most reincarnated individuals were.
And he was already a top-tier among the reincarnated great figures. With the added power of the Sky Devouring Demonic Art, dealing with other reincarnated cultivators was as easy as picking something up.
After Wei Ji left, Mu Changqing's figure reappeared, a smile on his lips.
"Good, this is getting more and more interesting."