The Terrifying Path of Immortal Cultivation

At this time, Zhou Xinglong was completely plunged into madness.

He did not notice the strange black and white color permeating his eyes, as if something was wriggling inside.

Li Qing's thoughts connected to Qian Jinchuan, "Tonight at midnight, wait outside the Zhou family's wall."

"If Zhou Xinglong transforms into a monster, you must rush in and battle him first."

"You represent justice, fight to eliminate the evil transformed cultivator. Even if you die in battle, you must spare no effort to severely wound Zhou Xinglong at all costs."

In the spiritual world, Qian Jinchuan's eyes flickered with fanaticism.

"For humanity! For justice! I, Qian Jinchuan, will sacrifice my life without hesitation!"

Li Qing smiled slightly, "Very well, go ahead!"

Qian Jinchuan quickly arrived outside the Zhou family's wall, crouching at the closest position to Zhou Xinglong's room.

Silently preparing his spells, he knew tonight would be a tough battle.

He had no idea why he was doing this.

After entering the River of Humanity under Li Qing's guidance, he had completely fallen into an inexplicable state.

A state of fanaticism, with no doubt about any of his abnormalities.

Li Qing returned to his room, while shadow puppets monitored everything.

He began sorting through the gains from the Daoist of Witchcraft.

First were the 80 Essence Qi stones in the jade box, which relieved his urgent need and were all placed into the Universe Bag.

Then, his gaze fell on a peculiar leather-bound spell book.

At this point, a new content had appeared on the Jade Tablet.

Old Version

"Seven Kill Curse" (Cursing Spell)

Usage:

1. Prepare the curse formation with the blood of five poisons (centipede, toad, scorpion, spider, snake) drawn on the cloth, and build a bone altar with human bones on the cloth.

2. Obtain the cursed person's hair, implant it into a scarecrow, and place it in the center of the curse formation.

3. Dance around the altar in a sacrificial ritual.

4. Chant the "Seven Kill" incantation, sacrificing three years of life force to invoke the power of the Seven Kill Witch God.

Effect: The power of the Seven Kill Witch God will enter the cursed person's dream, inducing fear in the cursed person's dream, causing the person to experience seven mental deaths and ultimately leading to madness within seven days.

Cost: The user will inevitably face an unknown danger in their later years and perish.

(Note: Related to the unknown, a ritual for communication.)

New Version

"Death Dream Curse" (Cursing Spell)

Usage:

1. Prepare the dream curse formation with the blood of five spirits (dog, monkey, cat, deer, fox) drawn on the cloth.

2. Obtain the cursed person's hair, implant it into a scarecrow, and place it in the center of the curse formation.

3. Chant the "Death Dream" incantation, kill a black rooster, affix a "human-shaped symbol" on it, and deceive the mysterious entity of death by offering a false life.

4. Death will flow into the cursed person's dream, corroding the person's spirit and leading them towards spiritual death.

5. The user can only use it once due to deceiving a representation of death.

Cost: None

(Note: Any ritual for communicating with the unknown contains the most dangerous transformation. The practitioner must be extremely cautious, as any slight mistake will bring threats, disregarding any level restrictions.)

Looking at this miraculous curse spell and its modified effects, a faint smile appeared on Li Qing's face.

"Although this spell is dangerous, its effects are indeed powerful."

"Although I don't need it now, who knows about the future."

"And disregarding any level restrictions, it may be a last-ditch method in certain dangerous situations."

Carefully storing the parchment, Li Qing was in a great mood, as the gains tonight were quite good.

Carefully reviewing the night's experiences, he listed out all the information related to his plans that could be linked to him.

"Qian Jinchuan, Daoist of Witchcraft, Zhou Xinglong, these three directly involved individuals should all die tonight."

"Next are all the items related to them that could be linked to me."

"Qian Jinchuan has already destroyed his own, and the Daoist of Witchcraft left no traces. Next are the things related to me on Zhou Xinglong's body, that unique diary."

Quietly calculating in his mind, time quickly passed, and midnight arrived.

...

In the Zhou residence, Zhou Xinglong was asleep.

A strand of eerie black energy silently appeared above his head and swiftly entered his brain.

Zhou Xinglong's body trembled slightly, and soon a twisted expression appeared on his face.

In a hazy world, Zhou Xinglong was standing in the square of Jixia Academy.

He was full of pride, watching many students and leaders of various schools bowing to him.

"Greetings, Master Zhou!"

"Greetings, Master Zhou!"

...

The resounding respectful voices made him feel as if he were ascending to unimaginable heights.

At this moment, the gate was kicked open, and a group of soldiers wearing Law Weapons rushed in.

Leading them was none other than Li Qing, dressed in noble attire, and he shouted at Zhou Xinglong.

"By the grace of the Heavenly Emperor, it is decreed that Zhou Xinglong, with conclusive evidence of colluding with the barbarians, is to be captured."

As soon as he finished speaking, a group of fierce soldiers had already rushed up, and the terrifying power covered the surroundings, directly pressing Zhou Xinglong to the ground.

He struggled frantically, trying to muster his own strength, but he couldn't break through the military formation's suppression.

Zhou Xinglong looked at Li Qing approaching him, roaring in anger.

"How can it be you? Didn't you die long ago?"

A faint smile appeared on Li Qing's face, "Yes! I died long ago, so I've come to seek revenge on you!"

As he spoke, Li Qing's face twisted eerily, rotten and decayed, and his distorted mouth suddenly opened into a giant maw that could swallow a person whole.

He bit down on Zhou Xinglong, who let out a terrified roar.

"No, no, no!..."

"Ah, ah, ah!"

The piercing screams echoed, and Zhou Xinglong's body was bitten in half, with his upper body swallowed into the monster form that Li Qing had transformed into.

He continued to wail in agony, his screams coming from Li Qing's mouth.

"Help, help me..."

"Ah..."

"I don't want to die yet..."

...

The sound gradually faded, and in infinite fear, Zhou Xinglong fell into darkness.

When he woke up again, the surroundings had changed.

He was sitting on a throne, surrounded by beautiful women looking up at him.

The hall was filled with a gathering of immortals, with radiant lights and swirling mists everywhere.

"Your Majesty, the demons in the mortal realm have been vanquished, and the great heavenly gods have returned to quell the chaos."

"They are waiting outside the hall for your summons!"

At this moment, Zhou Xinglong seemed to have forgotten everything he had just experienced and instinctively waved his hand.

"Summon them in!"