It was evening at this time, and it was the time for ritual sacrifices stipulated in the "Equality of Yingshen Sutra". Zhuang Wudao looked down from a distance and saw hundreds of thousands of demon cultivators inside the temple, with extremely respectful expressions.
Head towards the statue of God devoutly and kneel down to pray.
Zhuang Wudao was very interested and deliberately sensed it through the Tianji Monument, and then couldn't help but shake his head.
Despite the fact that there are many believers in the Cangwu Demon Lord in the Divine Court on this earth, the power of faith these people can provide is very little.
The vast majority of them came for the mysterious magical powers that Cangmang Demon Lord could provide, and some were coerced by Cangmang Divine Sect's sweeping force of the Nine Mysteries.
How much willpower can a person like this provide him?
Fortunately, he is a demon god and does not rely on the respect of believers. His foundation is the "fear" of all living beings. These demon cultivators are just tools for him to spread his demonic name.
At this time, the entire Jiuxuan Demon Realm, with a population of tens of billions, is providing him with a huge amount of fear. It is almost equivalent to the sum of the five surrounding worlds. With just a little purification, it is enough to support a peak spiritual realm.
The devil is more than enough.
After only watching for a moment, Zhuang Wudao shook his head, turned around and flew away, turning into a rainbow towards the south. The first target he locked this time was still the Heaven-Building Dao.
Just because his soul induction this time, there is more than 70% possibility that it comes from this.
More than forty years have passed since the last time he broke into the Butian Dao Main Altar, seized the Butian Divine Pond, and killed Xue Daoli.
However, the Heaven-Building Dao has not recovered its vitality. The reason is that more than thirty years ago, several major demon sects in the Jiuxuan Demon Realm joined forces to attack the Cangbang God Realm. The Heaven-Building Dao, as one of the main forces, suffered heavy casualties under Luo Qingyun's hands.
There was also a spiritual demon immortal who was injured in this battle and died under Su Hanfang's sword.
After that, the Cangmang Divine Sect swept the entire Xingxuan world, and repeatedly inflicted heavy losses on the Butian Dao. If not for the fact that just a few years later, the Butian Dao invited a True Realm Demon Immortal to take charge, the Butian Dao would have been almost defeated by Luo Qingyun.
disaster.
However, due to the heavy losses, Bu Tian Dao tried its best and could only bring down one true demon, unlike the Yuanshi Demon Sect, which was also the top sect, and had two true demons in charge.
And when Zhuang Wudao came near the Butian Dao Main Altar again, he found that the situation here was very different from the last time he came.
Originally, the area around the black-grained hemlock was sparsely populated. But when Zhuang Wudao came this time, he saw that the area covering a million miles was completely deserted and desolate.
Butian Dao's actions are bloody, but within a million miles around the main altar, there are still many mortals who are attached to the Demon Sect. As long as they provide some spiritual treasures and blood food sacrifices to Bu Tian Dao every year, it will be enough.
May be blessed by the Heaven-Building Dao.
However, in the past few decades, perhaps due to Luo Qingyun's constant oppression, the power of the Heaven-Building Dao has shrunk significantly. The monks under the sect do not have enough sources of blood food, so they can only attack from nearby areas.
Over the past few decades, the number of people living near the black-grained hemlock has become very small. Only a few aristocratic cultivating families with certain influence in Butian Dao can survive.
It's not just the black-grained hemlock that's deserted, it's also the same inside the black-grained hemlock. In successive years of war, the Buting Dao has lost hundreds of thousands of disciples, and there has been no replacement recently.
Looking into the black-grained hemlock from a distance, there were very few people moving around. Every cave was less than half empty.
The atmosphere in the entire Tianbu Dao General Altar is not good. Those who are well-informed should already know the news of the impending fetal calamity, and also know the fact that the Tianbu Tian Dao General Altar is doomed to perish along with the Jiuxuan Demon Realm.
The Heaven-Building Dao in the upper realm would never be so generous as to lead all the Heaven-Building Dao disciples in this realm.
As a result, many of the cultivators of the Heaven-Building Dao will need to find another way to make a living. Under such circumstances, it is undoubtedly a fantasy for these demon cultivators to continue to work hard for the Heaven-Building Dao.
In fact, this kind of situation also occurs in Cangmang Divine Religion, and people are panicked. However, with Luo Qingyun's comfort and promise to be welcomed by the God Realm, the situation is not serious.
He glanced at the Tianbu Dao Main Altar from top to bottom. Zhuang Wudao's gaze mainly focused on observing the inner layer of the black-grained hemlock with his Chongming Observation Eye.
Nothing has been gained. The layout of the Heaven-Building Road this time is extremely concealed. There are strong earth turbulences for three million miles around the black-grained hemlock, but the position is uncertain and changes from time to time.
Qin Feng once suspected that the Heaven-Building Dao might be directly inside the black-grained hemlock, extracting the true energy of the earth veins. However, based on what he observed, Qin Feng's calculations were wrong.
Everything seemed to be as usual inside the black-grained hemlock, very calm. Only the inside of the giant tree had some extra runes.
Zhuang Wudao took one look and knew that this was a talisman array that used the fire-refining method to rob the black-grained hemlock essence. He couldn't help curling his lips in disdain.
Obviously, the True Realm Demon Immortal was not even prepared to let go of the black-grained hemlock. He set up this formation so that when the Nine Mysterious Demon Realm was broken, he could use the black-grained hemlock to accumulate millions of years of essence and seize it.
Own it for yourself.
He knew that the foundation of Butian Dao was not in the Demon Abyss and Demon Prison, but in the Celestial Realm. He was in a situation where he was constantly being hunted by Xuanmen Buddhist cultivators. The situation was very embarrassing, but how could he be so poor?
wrong--
Shaking his head, Zhuang Wudao was about to leave, but suddenly he frowned slightly and fell into deep thought.
The Demonic Immortal of Butian Dao usually stays in the 'Blood Hell Cave' to avoid being entangled by the tribulation forces of this world. It is not surprising that he is not here. Several spiritual realms also live in the 'Blood Hell Cave' all year round.
However, even if there was no True Realm Demon Immortal present, Bu Tian Dao should have discovered it long ago if he was spying like this.
But until the moment he left, there was no response inside. This was not because he was pretending not to know, but because he really didn't notice his arrival.
After carefully scanning the layers layer by layer, I found that there were only dozens of Guiyuan monks stationed at the key formations of the Heaven-Building Dao.
They all imitated the auras of Mahayana and immortal monks, and they even managed to hide it from him just now.
Even in the Twelve Gods Mending Demon Killing Formation, the twelve corpse gods disappeared. Only twelve empty coffins were left, but there was nothing inside.
In other words, the Butian Dao General Altar at this time is just an empty shell. Even if he only lets his five Heavenly King armies attack, he can easily win it!
"How's the situation?"
A silver mirror suddenly appeared around Zhuang Wudao, and the figure of the man hiding the mirror appeared inside: "I heard Qingyun say that you are not ready to wait anymore, so you are so confident? If you can wait for another half year, you will be so confident.
It will make it much easier for you."
"I'm afraid I can't wait any longer."
Zhuang Wudao flicked his sleeves and used the method of soul mapping to project the situation in the Butian Dao main altar to the hidden mirror man.
"Look at what's going on here. I'm afraid even you will be shocked. Can you guess where these Mahayana and ascended immortals have gone?"
"Um?"
Qin Feng was also quite surprised, his brows furrowed, and there was a hint of hesitation in his voice: "This Heaven-Building Dao Main Altar has turned into an empty shell? There is indeed a problem, but I never noticed it from the beginning to the end."
The Jianyi Pavilion under his command has been developing rapidly in the Jiuxuan Demon Realm recently. In just thirty years, it has become deeply rooted.
The monks in the Tianbu Dao don't seem to be loyal to the Tianbu Dao. Most of them want to find another way to make a living. With a little seduction, there are enough sources of information.
But such news was actually concealed by Bu Tian Dao, which made him both angry and ashamed.
"It should be a recent matter. Three years ago, I once instigated three Mahayana realms of Bu Tian Dao. I know the situation in the black-grained hemlock very well. It was supposed that half a month later was the time for me to contact them.
But now these three are actually not in the main altar, and they didn't give me any news before."
As he spoke, he fell into deep thought: "Even the twelve corpse gods have disappeared. Doesn't this Heaven-Building Dao no longer want its own main altar? What do they want?"
Suddenly, Qin Feng's expression moved slightly, and a face mirror appeared in his hand. After a moment, he sighed sadly: "It seems that it's not just the Butian Dao General Altar, but also the spiritual realm demon immortal they have in the 'Blood Hell Cave Sky', the Demon Lord Xuanhai."