The Demon Lord of All Forms

Chapter 107 Tai Ming Heavenly Demon

Yun Weiyang's vision went black as her consciousness was pulled into an endless, dark space by an irresistible force.

The sky was gloomy, like layers upon layers of black curtains stacked together. There were no stars, no moon, not even clouds, only an eternal, suffocating blackness.

The land was littered with corpses, and piles of bones formed hill after hill, some of which were hundreds of feet high. They were made up of the bones of countless humans, monsters, and unknown creatures. Dark red rivers flowed between the bone mountains, their waters thick like blood and emitting a strong stench of decay.

Yun Weiyang stood amidst the corpses, with the skull of a huge, unknown monster at his feet. Ghostly green flames flickered in the skull's eye sockets, reflecting off his pale face.

In the center of this world, a figure emerged from the depths of the corpses. He wore a black robe, had fair skin, and five long strands of beard hanging down his chest. His face was refined, and his features were kind, like a well-read scholar.

The middle-aged man walked unhurriedly, and with each step he took, the corpses beneath his feet turned to ashes, as if they could not withstand his power at all.

"Nice to meet you, junior of the demonic path."

The middle-aged man stopped in front of Yun Weiyang, looked at her, and chuckled softly.

"My name is Tai Ming."

Yun Weiyang's pupils suddenly contracted. He had seen this name in the Nine Nether Sect's records and in the oral traditions of countless demonic cultivators.

Tai Ming Tianmo, the strongest demon in the mid-ancient era, a demon who had already attained the Dao Fruit of Heavenly Immortal, is a legendary figure in the demonic path who single-handedly perished together with the righteous Dao Master Tai Xu.

"Tai Ming Tian Mo?" Yun Weiyang's voice was calm, but a hint of solemnity flashed in her narrowed eyes.

"Hahaha! It seems the Demonic Path hasn't forgotten me yet, that's wonderful!" Tai Ming laughed, his voice echoing in the boundless, deep space, causing the skeletons on the Bone Mountain to tumble down.

As Tai Ming Tian Mo walked towards Yun Wei Yang, his steps were unhurried, and he wore a smile, like a kind elder looking at his junior.

"You've got some nerve, daring to touch my things. You're a promising candidate for demon cultivation." Tai Ming Tian Mo looked Yun Wei Yang up and down, a hint of appreciation flashing in his eyes. "Unfortunately, I'm in a hurry to get out of here. I was the one who created the 'Demon Seal Record,' so I'm practically your ancestor. For the sake of your ancestor, offer up your body."

As soon as he finished speaking, Tai Ming clenched his fist.

The world was plunged into darkness, a somber sky descended from above, and countless bones rose from the ground. At that moment, heaven and earth merged, like two giant millstones, crushing Yun Weiyang within them.

With bones shattered, flesh crushed, and soul broken, Yun Weiyang was unable to even react before sinking into eternal nothingness.

Tai Ming remained indifferent, clenched his five fingers, and the closed heaven and earth separated again, revealing Yun Weiyang's soul twisted into a ball.

With five fingers and a claw, Tai Ming was about to snatch away the soul.

But the next moment, her soul trembled violently, and countless shattered soul threads intertwined and transformed back into the appearance of Yun Weiyang.

Standing before Tai Ming, Yun Weiyang's robes were intact, her expression was normal, and a smile played on her lips.

"Master, please don't be in such a hurry." Yun Weiyang looked at Tai Ming and said with a light smile, "I still have many questions in my heart that I would like to ask Master to answer."

Tai Ming looked at Yun Weiyang, his brows furrowed, and he didn't speak. He drew his index finger in the air, and a black bolt of lightning struck down from his fingertip.

The lightning bolts, as thin as hair, ripped a black rift through the void, shattering the sky and causing countless mountains of bones to explode on the earth. Endless dust swept into the sky, turning the entire world into chaos.

A series of violent explosions erupted, and before Yun Weiyang could react, she was split in two from head to toe.

The soul exploded, and countless fragments of the soul drifted between heaven and earth.

Then these fragments began to recombine, transforming into one Yun Weiyang after another.

Hundreds of Yun Weiyang stood atop the mountain of bones, amidst the corpses, and in the void, speaking in unison, their voices overlapping, grand yet eerie.

"I heard that our patriarch perished together with the righteous Daoist Taixu Dao Master in the mid-ancient period. Now it seems that our patriarch was lucky to survive. What about the Taixu Dao Master? Did our patriarch kill him?"

Tai Ming ignored them completely. Lightning flashed through the void from his fingertips, and in an instant, hundreds of Yun Weiyang were torn apart, turning into countless fragments of their souls.

But the next moment, these fragments gathered again, and countless fragments of souls surged like a silvery-white river. In the river, Yun Weiyang reappeared, standing in front of Tai Ming, smiling, completely unharmed.

"Our demonic path is in dire straits now. The Xuanzhou we once occupied has been taken away by the righteous path. Why doesn't our patriarch pass on the great demonic arts to me, so that I can glorify the demonic path and unify the nine provinces of Tianyuan?"

Tai Ming Tian Mo looked at Yun Wei Yang, his brows furrowing more and more. He did not continue to attack, his gaze sweeping back and forth over Yun Wei Yang.

"An unprecedented supernatural power." The voice of the Heavenly Demon of the Underworld was deep, with a hint of contemplation. "This is not a supernatural power recorded in the 'Record of the Demon Seal.' Your soul can be reassembled after death. That's truly interesting."

Tai Ming Tianmo's eyes flashed with cold light, and his tone became more interested. He had lived for too long and had seen too many geniuses and too many strange supernatural powers, but he had never seen anyone like Yun Weiyang who had his soul torn apart several times but remained unharmed.

"What's your name?" Tai Ming Tianmo asked.

"Yun Weiyang".

"Yun Weiyang." Tai Ming chewed on the name for a moment, then nodded. "Your soul is very special; it cannot be cultivated through the 'Demon Seal Record.' There are other secrets about you."

Yun Weiyang smiled but did not answer.

Tai Ming looked at Yun Weiyang, a meaningful smile appearing on his lips.

"Interesting, this is really interesting."

With a smile in his eyes, Tai Ming Tian Mo pointed forward, and an invisible force surged forth, like an invisible chain, firmly fixing Yun Wei Yang's soul in place.

As Tai Ming Tian Mo approached Yun Wei Yang, a strange light flashed in his eyes, and his body began to twist and change, his face becoming both blurry and clear. In an instant, Tai Ming Tian Mo transformed into Yun Wei Yang's appearance, wearing the same white robe and with the same face. The "Demon Seal Record" supernatural power was not his own.

Tai Ming closed his eyes, seemingly sensing something.

A moment later, Tai Ming Tian Mo opened his eyes, his brows furrowed. His mind was blank; he had not gained any memories, nor sensed any secrets of the soul. It was as if he had become nothing more than an empty shell, a soulless husk.

His gaze fell on Yun Weiyang's face, and the smile in Tai Ming Tianmo's eyes disappeared.

"Although you are the founder, I do not believe I will lose in the cultivation of the 'Demon Seal Record'," Yun Weiyang's voice came, calm and composed.