This fluctuation was difficult for those not cultivating the Myriad Laws Dao to sense.
Ling Fan's eyes revealed a thoughtful expression.
After a moment, the Myriad Laws Primordial Core within Ling Fan's body transformed into a stream of light, rapidly breaking out of his body and charging towards the direction of the Nine Vast Sacred Grotto.
Above the Nine Vast Sacred Grotto, Ling Fan's Primordial Core transformed into a human shape, though its features were blurred, concealing its true identity.
Beneath it lay the bottomless Nine Vast Sacred Grotto.
The dark, colossal cave entrance resembled a ravenous demonic beast.
Ling Fan did not hesitate, his speed becoming a bolt of lightning as he descended rapidly.
As Ling Fan's Primordial Core continued downward, the scenery before him constantly shifted. Initially, it was all rugged cliffs, but the further down he went, the wider the space within the cave became, and the more vibrant life grew.
Innumerable colossal plants and demonic beasts thrived here, and the aura of the Sacred Dao grew stronger.
It was in these places, rich with the Sacred Dao, that these ordinary plants and beasts mutated to such enormous sizes. A common fierce tiger, constantly consuming the aura of the Sacred Dao, grew to seven or eight zhang long, possessing the cultivation of the Great Spirit Realm and becoming a Tiger King.
Such phenomena were common.
Furthermore, the deeper they went into the Nine Vast Sacred Grotto, the more prevalent this phenomenon became, and the more terrifying the strength of these living beings grew. Eventually, Golden Core Realm demonic creatures were seen everywhere, and even many beings radiating overwhelming demonic energy had reached the quasi-saint level.
Ling Fan's Primordial Core flew forward when suddenly, massive vines, like powerful pythons, rapidly coiled towards him. The vines were covered in countless thorns and small mouths with sharp teeth, intending to strangle and devour him.
This was a Golden Core peak demonic plant lurking in the dense forest, extremely cunning and formidable. An ordinary Golden Core martial artist would likely fall victim to it in a single encounter, becoming its nourishment.
Ling Fan let out a cold snort and casually unleashed a punch, causing the demonic plant to explode into a spray of viscous fluid.
With this prior lesson, Ling Fan's subsequent journey became much smoother, with no demonic creatures daring to block his path.
Soon, Ling Fan's vision suddenly opened up. The stone walls abruptly disappeared, replaced by a vast expanse of black void, connected to some unknown spatial turbulence. No wonder the Nine Rivers continuously flowed year-round without filling the Nine Vast Sacred Grotto; this sacred grotto had no bottom.
In the void before him, a colossal, boundless Sacred Dao emanated endless radiant flames, magnificent and awe-inspiring, its end stretching into some unknown part of the void. It was as if a part of a super giant dragon's body was coiled in this place.
A dense force of myriad laws continuously emanated from this Sacred Dao.
This was a complete and intact Sacred Dao!
And it was unclaimed.
Most importantly, this was a Sacred Dao imbued with all sorts of martial paths. Only such an all-encompassing Sacred Dao could form such a magnificent scale.
The Sacred Dao of an ordinary Manifestation Realm expert would, at most, be one-tenth the size of this Sacred Dao, which would be considered exceptional, making them a strong figure among saints.
At this moment, this Sacred Dao was imprinted with countless runes and dense saintly power chains, forming a net that forcibly confined it to this place.
Otherwise, this Sacred Dao would disappear at any moment.
"This is not a naturally formed Sacred Dao."
Ling Fan's eyesight was incredibly sharp.
The moment he saw this Sacred Dao, he immediately recognized much information. httpδ:/m.kuAisugg.nět
This Sacred Dao was artificially cultivated.
The reason it contained the aura of myriad laws was that someone had deliberately intercepted and stitched together various Sacred Daos to form such a monstrosity.
This was fundamentally different from Ling Fan's Myriad Laws Dao.
Ling Fan's Myriad Laws Dao had an extremely high degree of fusion, almost indistinguishable, perfectly coordinated, and had already undergone a qualitative leap to an unimaginable level. This Sacred Dao, however, was merely a mechanical and simple stitching. Although it possessed the power of myriad laws, it was superficial, with no integration between them.
If a quasi-saint were to rashly merge with this Sacred Dao, they would likely explode into pieces, leaving no trace.
The strength of an ordinary quasi-saint was insufficient to control and suppress this Sacred Dao.
It was like a car with countless wheels and countless steering wheels, each wheel pointing in a different direction; such a car would be impossible to drive.
However, even so, the value of this Sacred Dao was extremely high.
Although difficult to control, it was not entirely without a solution.
Moreover,
Since it was intentionally created, there must have been a contingency plan, a method to control it.
Otherwise, creating such a thing would be meaningless.
For Ling Fan, absorbing such a false myriad of laws would make his Myriad Laws Primordial Core unimaginably powerful. With this Sacred Dao, it might even be possible to advance his Primordial Core to the Golden Core realm.
After all, this was a Sacred Dao!
A super opportunity that could allow one to become a saint and an ancestor.
If others knew that Ling Fan intended to use it to achieve the Golden Core, they would likely slap their thighs and curse, calling it a waste of heavenly resources.
These thoughts flashed rapidly through Ling Fan's mind.
Suddenly,
His eyes narrowed as he looked towards a corner of the Sacred Dao.
He saw a humanoid figure, appearing human yet possessing bone spurs, sharp horns, black scales, and a tall, robust physique. Black mist billowed from its body as it lay upon the Sacred Dao, greedily and madly devouring it.
Under its consumption, the aura of myriad laws leaked out. The fluctuation Ling Fan had sensed earlier at the riverside tavern was likely caused by this individual.
Ling Fan's eyes revealed a strange light, and he quickly recognized the origin of this creature.
This was not a human.
This was a demon!
The Demonic Realm of Heaven had countless demonic races, with ninety-nine powerful ones among them.
Each of these ninety-nine great demonic races had a Demon Lord presiding over it, with the Heavenly Demon Royal Family being the strongest.
The humanoid being before him belonged to the Shi Jiu Demonic Race, one of the ninety-nine powerful races of the Heavenly Demon Realm.
In the secular world, there is a proverb.
It is called "The cuckoo occupies the magpie's nest."
Simply put, the cuckoo, being a creature that does not build its own nest, forcibly occupies other birds' nests, reaping the benefits and taking advantage of the situation.
This is also the origin of the Shi Jiu Demonic Race's name.
This demonic race is very special. They cannot achieve sainthood on their own, but they can strip away the Sacred Daos of others, then occupy them themselves.
Moreover, this demonic race can occupy many Sacred Daos, theoretically without limit, posing an infinite threat to other races.
Therefore, even other demonic races in the Heavenly Demon Realm detested this cunning and treacherous kin.
What's more, they would attack and kill any Shi Jiu Demonic Race they encountered, to prevent their own kin from being harmed by them in the future.
However, this demonic race only existed in the Heavenly Demon Realm and could not spontaneously be born in a small realm like the Nine Splendors Realm.
This left only one explanation.
The Shi Jiu Demonic Race here was brought into the Nine Splendors Realm hundreds of years ago by Zhou Yun Chang, a registered disciple who followed the Demon Emperor of the Heavenly Demon Realm in pursuing Ling Fan.
Upon realizing this, a murderous intent immediately flashed in Ling Fan's eyes.