Immortal Cultivators Transmigrates Into Doomsday, I Am A Devil Cultivator

Rising to his feet, he kicked the person who had been talking nonsense and sent him flying.

Wu Ping's face turned pale with anger: "If you dare to speak out of turn again, I'll cut out your tongue!"

He clearly had been drinking last night.

Yet someone dared to pin the blame on him!

Did they really think that Wu Ping's hands couldn't strangle their necks?!

Getting up, he soared into the sky and flew towards the Water Town.

He wanted to see who had the audacity to make him the scapegoat!!

Wu Ping just wanted to keep a low profile and not be targeted by the righteous path. Is there something wrong with that?

He just wanted to cultivate in peace!

If he didn't explain clearly, he feared that the crime of slaughtering hundreds of miles in the Water Town would fall squarely on his head.

"F*ck, rumors spread like wildfire, but the truth runs on broken legs."

The person got up and spat out blood, gasping for breath as he said, "Who did I provoke?"

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Water Town.

Its full name is Water Town Lianze.

It is a large marsh connected to the side of Nanyang.

There are many small islands within it, inhabited by some independent cultivators and water bandits, but most are ordinary people.

And on one of the islands where water bandits are entrenched.

A group of water bandits is holding a celebration feast.

The chairman is sitting in the main seat, a young man with a face as pale as a dead person.

Beside him, the water bandit leader with a leopard-like appearance flatteringly asks, "Sir, the outside world is spreading rumors that the Water Town Massacre was done by that devil star Wu Ping. Shouldn't we explain ourselves? Otherwise, we might provoke him..."

The leader of the water bandits feels a bit bitter in his heart.

He can't afford to provoke this person, but Wu Ping is equally untouchable.

If we let him take the blame like this, when you leave, he will come knocking on our door. Can our water fortress withstand that?

"No big deal, just a disciple from the outer sect of the Blood Rain Sect. It's laughable that he's been given the title of some kind of 'Demon Star.' He's at most at the seventh level of Qi Refinement, and all he has is a hundred Soul Banners. I'm just making him carry this blame for me, it's actually doing him a favor."

"When I refine these hundred Soul Banners, I'll go directly to his sect and kill him on the spot. The title of 'Demon Star' will truly belong to me, hahaha!"

"Yes, yes, Wu Ping is worthy of being called a 'Demon Star,' but only you, my lord, are the true rising star of the Martial Dao."

The leader of the water bandits could only say this.

In fact, deep down in his heart, he was muttering to himself.

Shouldn't he find a time to take the valuable items and run away quickly?

He had a feeling that disaster was looming.

After having his fill of food and drink.

A man with a deadpan face arrived at the center of the small island.

Looking at the blood-colored sapling that was no taller than a person.

A sense of pride surged in his heart.

His real name was He Jun, an elder of the Prayer Mountain Gate in Nanyang. At the same time, he was also the eldest son of the sect master of the Prayer Mountain Gate.

The Prayer Mountain Gate was just a small sect.

The strongest among them was only at the Soul Ascension Realm.

If nothing unexpected happened, He Jun would also end up like his deadbeat father, stuck at the Soul Ascension Realm for the rest of his life.

How could he be content with that?

No, not just him, who among all cultivators in the world would be content with stopping their cultivation and not being able to progress any further?

He wanted to advance, he wanted to make a name for himself!!!

And so it began.

Some time ago, his father had made acquaintance with a talented disciple from the Blood Rain Sect named Wu Kongsheng.

Although Wu Kongsheng was only a disciple from the outer sect of the Blood Rain Sect, he was highly valued by the higher-ups and had exceptional talent.

He was also from the main branch of the Wu family.

He Jun's father took He Jun to give gifts and establish a good relationship with Wu Kongsheng.

Little did they know, Wu Kongsheng may not have a high cultivation level, but his character was not low. He even mocked He Jun after drinking, calling him a waste, a cultivator at the eighth level of Spirit Channeling at his age.

Not only did he humiliate himself, but also caused some trouble, resulting in the sect master of the Prayer Mountain Gate being humiliated as well.

He couldn't express his bitterness.

Feeling frustrated, He Jun decided to go out for a walk to ease his mood.

Upon hearing about the beautiful scenery of Nanyang Water Village, he came here.

One day.

While He Jun was enjoying himself.

Suddenly, he saw the shimmering waves at the bottom of the water, which looked extraordinary.

He went into the water to investigate and found a Cave Mansion belonging to a powerful demon cultivator.

However, apart from a secret technique, there was nothing else inside.

But that was enough.

He Jun picked up the secret technique and examined it.

Although it didn't indicate its level, he could tell at a glance that this technique was much more exquisite than the one he had been practicing.

Moreover, there were aspects of it that he had never heard of before.

He Jun immediately decided to cultivate this technique.

After hiding in this water village for several days, he was about to come out and test the tree species recorded in the secret technique.

Then he heard about Wu Ping's matter.

If it were someone else, it would be fine.

But Wu Ping's surname was Wu!

This "Wu" character deeply stimulated He Jun.

Moreover, Wu Ping was a disciple of the Blood Rain Sect.

He couldn't bear it anymore.

To hell with taking it slow and steady.

Why were all these people with the surname Wu geniuses!

Why was Wu Ping famous in Nanyang while he had to hide here!

Both of them were demons, why could Wu Ping fight bravely while he couldn't?

He directly took control of the largest hideout of water bandits and used it for himself, slaughtering the entire water village.

The corpses of the people in the water village were piled up into small mountains, nurturing the demonic roots.

The soul was forcibly extracted.

Isn't it just the Hundred Soul Banner?

Wu Ping has it.

Why can't he have it?

As for creating evil deeds,

Isn't Wu Ping helping to take the blame?

Thinking of these things, He Jun's laughter echoed throughout the narrow path.

"I am the devil among devils!!!!"

With a loud shout, dark clouds gathered in the sky.

He Jun paused.

In his heart, he was ecstatic: When he was young, he often read about a great demon being born in the novels, always accompanied by extraordinary events and a darkening sky.

Could it be that even heaven is responding to me? Am I the devil among devils, the living devil star?

But is that possible?

Obviously, it's impossible.

Within the dark clouds, a figure stood above them.

"Alright, alright, you're the devil among devils. You do things, and I take the blame. Your mother's servant too. I have never seen such shamelessness!!"

Wu Ping was furious.

This Bai Li Shui Xiang is in a state of devastation everywhere, resembling a purgatory on earth. Rivers of blood flow in every corner. Can he bear the consequences of this?

As for those dark clouds,

They are the ghostly mist being emitted by Wu Ping's Soul Refining Flag.

"I'll send you to the heavens!!!!"

"Today on this island, no one shall be spared. Kill them all!!!!"

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