The most sinister aspect of the Beast Creation Skill is that when a Demon Cultivator uses it, the damage they receive is transferred to their Beast Furnace Cauldron. And this murder, however, doesn’t fall upon the Demon Cultivator to bear, but rather onto the person attacking them.

Luo Qingyao stared intently at the Beast Demon Dao. She could already feel how her recent round of attacks had resulted in a backlash of sin, coming back at her. The Heavenly Dao favors protecting the weak, and the higher the realm of the Cultivator, like Luo Qingyao, the easier it is for them to be targeted for slaughtering the innocent.

For ordinary people, the effects of murdering innocents are delayed for a long time, but for high-realm cultivators, the repercussions of killing the innocent are often immediate.

"Damn it!"

Luo Qingyao found herself brimming with power, yet unsure how to wield it. She wasn’t specifically here to hunt down this Beast Demon Dao; she just happened to be passing by, sensed some anomaly, and came to check it out, without any prior preparation. But if this demon escaped, many more innocents might suffer.

The Beast Demon Dao, with a pig-headed, ox-hoofed, dog-tailed body, suddenly began to twist. Bones collided, and flesh and blood shifted until it transformed into Luo Qingyao’s likeness. Standing atop the Beast Furnace Cauldron, it mocked her in her own voice, "Great Sword Immortal, tsk. After Li Yuan forcibly opened the Heaven Opening Gate, the World Sword cultivators’ fortune diminished by three parts, so there aren’t many Great Sword Immortals left, are there? Look at your flesh and bones, not even fifty years old, right? Tsk tsk, a Great Sword Immortal under fifty. This old demon is truly ignorant."

Seeing it speak in her likeness, Luo Qingyao felt disgusted.

The Beast Demon Dao squinted, "Very angry, and wanting to kill me, right?" It let out a satisfied sound, "Yes, this is the feeling. The taste of anger, it’s been so long since I felt it. Others only show fear when they see me."

As it spoke, it began to knead its chest with its hands and asked sarcastically, "Great Sword Immortal, is this blasphemy against you?"

Yet Luo Qingyao remained calm instead, knowing that creatures like the Demon Cultivators thrive on witnessing the distortion of hearts, savoring all sorts of negative emotions. To them, it’s an irreplaceable mental nourishment.

She quickly pondered on the method she could use to eliminate this Beast Demon Dao before her.

Seeing Luo Qingyao’s lack of response, the Beast Demon Dao lost interest and ceased its lewd actions in her likeness. But it knew that everyone has emotional weaknesses. Its flesh suddenly melted into a pool of blood, blending into the pulsating Beast Furnace Cauldron.

Luo Qingyao immediately released her spiritual consciousness, trying to find him.

But as soon as she released her spiritual consciousness, she reacted quickly, trying to withdraw it. Yet, that Beast Demon Dao, capable of constructing its Beast Furnace Cauldron to such a massive extent, was evidently more experienced than her, thus managing to capture a wisp of it.

That wisp of spiritual consciousness instantly caused the entire meat furnace cauldron to tremble and change violently.

Bone and flesh shifted loudly everywhere.

Under the bright moonlight, a ghastly, riveting drama of disgust played out deep in the mountains. The primal longing and fear of life erupted simultaneously, causing a significant psychological impact on Luo Qingyao.

The enormous meat furnace cauldron transformed into a gigantic city.

Every corner of the city enacted vile acts, depicting every transgression against human morality known in the world.

Lasciviousness, stench, corruption, chaos.

The thing that suffocated Luo Qingyao the most,

was that every person in the city engaged in lascivious, filthy, ugly acts bore the likeness of her senior brother.

Her heart trembled violently.

Her senior brother was the dearest, most pure and gentle aspect in her heart, yet now, he was being desecrated so flagrantly.

Even though she knew it was the Beast Demon Dao intentionally provoking her negative emotions, she couldn’t help but feel fearful. This was the last thing she wanted to see, and her biggest dread.

Her senior brother was the moonlight in her heart, a dream carefully touched.

This desecration, this impurity, stirred her heart with pain. For more than twenty years, she had been searching for her senior brother, yet had gained no ground. She feared she was increasingly distancing from the real senior brother, afraid that he would ultimately become an untouchable fragment in her memory.

Her rational mind incessantly told her, "This is fake, this is fake, this is fake!"

Yet, the negative emotions in her heart still surged uncontrollably.

"Kill him! Kill him! Kill him!" Such thoughts relentlessly eroded her reason.

The two streaks of dark green shimmered at the corners of her eyes, gradually turning into a cold ghostly fire. Her entire aura was tinged with a layer of bloody hue.

Below, the Beast Demon Dao, mingling in the lascivious scene, chuckled happily, savoring the sight.

The most beautiful thing under heaven is witnessing the fall and decay of righteous Guardians.

He urged silently within, "Come, join us, join us... Come, receive ultimate joy, supreme pleasure, true freedom without restrictions, become your own master."

Luo Qingyao’s brow furrowed.

Various sword patterns continuously flickered on her body.

Seeing these sword patterns, the Beast Demon Dao became excited, "An Immaculate Sword Body! It’s actually an Immaculate Sword Body! Oh heavens, what a treasure I’ve stumbled upon! I will certainly infuse the filthiest Dao within you! With... the noble homage offered to the purest body under heaven."

Turning the purest into the filthiest.

Watching the Immaculate Sword Body become tarnished with filthy spots was something the Beast Demon Dao hardly dared to imagine, knowing how much joy it would bring him.