The Terrifying Path of Immortal Cultivation

"Announcement: The Great Heavenly God is here to see you!"

The voice sounded like the honk of a goose, permeating a strange fluctuation.

As the voice echoed through the grand hall, it seemed to become somewhat eerie. The celestial beings and Buddhas around all had solemn faces, with strange smiles on their lips.

At this moment, Zhou Xinglong completely failed to notice the change in the expressions of those around him.

His face still bore an air of complacency, as he had become the lofty Heavenly Emperor, governing all beings in the world.

A majestic figure walked into the grand hall, and a familiar face came into Zhou Xinglong's view.

Initially filled with joy, he was suddenly stunned and uttered an incredulous voice, "How could it be you?"

The figure entering the hall was none other than Li Qing, clad in black armor.

He exuded a terrifying aura, looking at the bewildered Zhou Xinglong.

With a twisted and terrifying expression on his face, he said, "Yes, it's me!"

"Hahaha..."

With a maniacal laughter, Li Qing's body began to violently expand, countless eerie limbs emanating from him, and a ferocious gaping maw lunging towards Zhou Xinglong.

Zhou Xinglong instinctively wanted to escape, but the pale hands around him held him like iron chains.

"Your Majesty, where do you think you're going!"

Zhou Xinglong looked around, only to see the beautiful women now wearing eerie smiles, their eyes emitting a strange red and green glow.

Their hands turned like those of mummies, their skin falling off bit by bit, revealing numerous eerie wriggling and tiny tentacles.

Madness swept towards Zhou Xinglong, countless tentacles drilling into his body.

Zhou Xinglong struggled frantically, wailing, "No, no, let me go."

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

In a piercing scream of despair, his face involuntarily grew strange furry tentacles, gradually becoming less human.

Splat!

The enormous gaping maw had already reached him, directly cleaving him in half at the waist.

He once again died in the mouth of the monster.

...

At this moment, in the real world, Zhou Xinglong was undergoing a bizarre transformation.

He was writhing frantically, like a dying animal, his body convulsing continuously.

Countless eerie things moved beneath his skin, as if some insects were crawling inside him.

Splat!

With a light sound, Zhou Xinglong's skin was pierced, and amidst the gushing blood, a twisted tentacle emerged, grayish-white and covered with strange fur.

The grayish fur was also filled with twisted liquid, looking moist and extremely eerie.

Splat splat splat.

Countless eerie limbs emerged from Zhou Xinglong's body, the tentacles being just a part of them.

Suddenly, he opened his eyes, revealing a pair of black and white eyes, emitting an angry roar.

"No!"

It was a hoarse and deep voice, devoid of any human emotion, filled with chaos and distortion.

In the next instant, a terrifying monster at least ten feet tall appeared in Zhou Xinglong's room.

His body was covered with various twisted limbs, like a huge mass of flesh with a face in the middle and legs at least five times thicker, with dozens of different creatures' feet growing on them.

At this moment, a figure had already rushed in from outside the door.

Qian Jinchuan, full of righteousness, exclaimed, "Monster, meet your end!"

"Chaos Sever!"

With his words, a strange power emanated from him.

It was a strange power, seemingly composed of countless threads, instantly landing on the monster that Zhou Xinglong had become.

Splat... splat splat...

The terrifying threads severed everything, numerous wounds appearing on Zhou Xinglong's body.

But all the wounds were instantly healed.

Countless tentacles also engulfed Qian Jinchuan in an instant.

"Ah, get away from me!"

Qian Jinchuan's body erupted with a sharp light, and a foot-long miniature flying sword Law Weapon exploded in an instant.

Cutting off all the approaching tentacles, but at that moment.

A pitch-black breath suddenly spewed from Zhou Xinglong's mouth.

"Ah ah ah..."

This breath instantly engulfed Qian Jinchuan, causing him to emit a piercing scream.

"Ah, it hurts!"

"Humanity never dies!"

"Justice never retreats!"

"I, Qian Jinchuan, will not die."

"Ah, let's die together."

In a furious shout, Qian Jinchuan, resisting the erosion of the mist, pounced on Zhou Xinglong.

He seemed to be burning with raging flames, and upon contact with Zhou Xinglong, he exploded.

Boom!

The explosion in the pitch-black night was so piercing.

In an instant, it attracted various forces, and a mysterious formation looming in the sky silently enveloped the entire city.

Several figures from Jixia Academy flashed across the sky, while a cold intent rose from the Zhou residence.

Following that was a shrill roar, "Xinglong, how could you become like this."

Wearing a white robe, Zhou Suhua's face turned grim, radiating a brilliant light.

He exuded a black and white twisted radiance, turning into an illusory giant chessboard that directly enveloped the room where Zhou Xinglong was.

At this moment, Zhou Xinglong fell into the chessboard, as if subjected to spatial compression, infinitely shrinking into a chess piece, trapped in the black and white chessboard.

The monster twisted frantically, trying to break free from this mysterious chessboard, but to no avail.

In the sky, a figure clad in black armor had arrived, and upon seeing this scene, his expression instantly turned solemn.

The others from Jixia Academy also saw the scene, all furrowing their brows slightly.

With their rich experience, they immediately understood what was happening.

"Infection?"

Frowning, they all wore strange expressions on their faces.

For Independent Cultivators, turning into monsters was a common occurrence, but for low-level disciples of the orthodox sects, such a situation rarely occurred.

At this moment, the person in armor said, "Zhou Suhua, your son has already mutated, according to the rules, he must be eliminated."

"If you are unwilling to act, let me handle it."

Upon hearing this, Zhou Suhua suddenly looked up at the speaker.

His eyes flashed with ferocity, "He is my son."

The person in armor spoke in a cold tone, "This is Dragon Path City, and no one is allowed to break the rules."

"Even you."

As he spoke, a terrifying aura instantly descended, causing Zhou Suhua to shudder all over, almost falling to his knees.

He took a deep breath, suppressing all the negative emotions in his heart.

His eyes flickered with a grayish-white light, seemingly engaged in a fierce internal struggle.

Amidst his grim expression, he finally said word by word, "I'll... handle... it... myself."