You dare to cultivate without money?!

Chapter 1239 - 812: All Men Are Devils

After speaking, he turned and ran wildly, his figure soaring into the sky.

What should I do?

What should I do?

Watching as his master, senior, and the Sect Leader one by one fell into demonic ways, at this moment Jun Xuanze’s heart was filled with extreme fear. It was as if the sky had collapsed and the earth had sunk, and he no longer knew what to do.

"Little Junior Uncle..."

Suddenly, a flash of insight crossed his mind, like a bolt of lightning: "Go find Little Junior Uncle; surely he hasn’t succumbed to demonic ways. He must have a way to bring the seniors back."

Jun Xuanze ran thousands of miles, hoping to find Little Junior Uncle who was fighting abroad.

When he followed the information and arrived at a village where Little Junior Uncle had once saved and stayed, he saw a scene that made his eyes almost pop out.

A few Outer Disciples were slain by the villagers, becoming the catalyst for the villagers to enter the Immortal Path.

"Why?"

Jun Xuanze killed the villagers still eating, one by one, then looked at the elder in front of him and said, "Why did you do this?"

The elder’s body was covered in blood, and under Jun Xuanze’s sword, only the upper half remained.

When he heard Jun Xuanze’s question, it was as if the elder regained consciousness briefly, his eyes brightened, and said, "Why shouldn’t we cultivate immortality?"

"They looked down on us, not willing to teach even when asked."

"I was sick, about to die, why not use the method taught by the Immortal Master..."

His eyes revealed longing and desire, as if he could already foresee a future of seeking immortality and eternal life...

The sword’s light flashed, and the villagers in front were completely slaughtered.

Jun Xuanze knew that the "Immortal Master" referred to by the elder was a person from the Demon Path.

The Demon Cultivators were not only hunting and devouring mortals everywhere, but also spreading the Demon Path across the world.

During the long Great War of Righteous and Demonic, Jun Xuanze had certainly encountered mortals secretly cultivating Demon Techniques.

But this was the first time he encountered... mortals turning around to hunt Outer Disciples.

How exactly did they achieve it? Poisoning? Deception? Or did they collude with Demon Sect cultivators?

Jun Xuanze was too despairing to discern, after all, Outer Disciples were inherently dull with weak strength, theoretically it was possible for mortals to kill them.

But this action, coupled with the Sect Leader, the master, and the seniors’ successive demonic turn, made him feel an overwhelming fear.

"If mortals increasingly pursue the Demon Path... if the world becomes entirely demonic... what then shall I do?"

As Jun Xuanze’s heart slowly sunk, a man found him standing amidst the bloody scene.

"Little Junior Uncle!" Jun Xuanze looked at the man in front of him, steadfast like a long spear, a glimmer of hope arising in his eyes.

The man looked at him, then at the corpses everywhere, listening to Jun Xuanze’s words, nodded, and said, "I already know what you’ve said."

Jun Xuanze despaired: "Uncle, if the people of the world actively succumb to demonic ways, what should we do?"

The man coldly said: "Xuanze, the Demon Path magnifies desire, aligns with human nature, the world’s greed is inherently normal."

"But we, of the Righteous Path, from the very beginning... have been defying the heavens, fighting against many with few, battling against human nature’s greed, and fighting against human nature’s endless pursuit of the Immortal Path, destined to be enemies of the world."

Jun Xuanze said: "But what about the seniors and the master..."

"Righteous and demonic cannot coexist." The man looked at Jun Xuanze, saying, "Have you forgotten the oath upon entering the sect? If friends succumb to demonic ways, then slay friends; if family succumbs to demonic ways, then eradicate family; if the sect succumbs to demonic ways, then sever the sect."

"No matter who seeks to oppress the world, who wants to lead the people into demonic ways, who wants to spread the Demon Path, we will slay them with a sword."

After this, within Wanfa Sect, former comrades gradually parted ways due to differing ideologies and divergent choices for the future.

It began with small quarrels, then gradually escalated into disputes, disputes evolved into battles, and in increasingly fierce battles, step by step, it turned into a fight to the death.

Ultimately... on the battlefield named Thundercloud Gorge, a decisive battle was fought to determine the fate of Wanfa Sect.

It was the final siege against those within Wanfa Sect who still opposed reform and resisted the acceptance of the Demon Path.

And Jun Xuanze’s Little Junior Uncle was the primary target of the siege.

In this battle, every surviving master and strong person of Wanfa Sect, all the elite of the sect, gathered here.

This time, they were not fighting to exterminate demons and protect the path but to implement their choice, to adhere to their own direction for the development of the Righteous Path, to unleash the strongest powers, the fiercest Magic Treasures, the most terrifying Cultivation Techniques... in the coldest, most ruthless manner, upon their former comrades.

Watching those bodies fall, Jun Xuanze felt deep despair; these comrades, even in death, should have fallen on the battlefield of the righteous and the demonic, not in this internal struggle of Wanfa Sect.

Seeing those faces contorted, full of murderous intent, the comrades charging in under the corrosion of interests, Jun Xuanze felt an immense unfamiliarity.

"To plot against fellow disciples, to defeat opposing masters one by one, why have you become like this?"

Even lacking the help of several top experts, Little Junior Uncle stood like a pillar holding up the sky, alone at the forefront, blocking most of the siege forces.

Jun Xuanze then watched as amidst the rolling black clouds, the Sect Leader, master, and Yingxin Heaven unleashed various Immortal Laws and Demon Skills, assailing Little Junior Uncle repeatedly.

They looked sinister, their every move vicious, the Demonic Qi soaring, without a trace of the righteous demeanor, resembling old demons of many years.