On The Path Of Cultivation To Become God

In a dark place, only the light of few torches could be seen.

Five thrones sat in a perfect circle, radiating an oppressive aura that whispered of power and ancient dominance.

No mortal soul would dare linger next to these thrones, for the weight of the ancient dominion was suffocating.

A throne with smoldering obsidian, veins of molten gold tracing its jagged contours. It exuded the oppressive heat of a thousand infernos, a promise of karmic retribution carved in smoking stone.

Next to it, a throne of wrought iron, twisted and barbed like a tortured demon's scream, awaited the Blood Countess.

Each spike dripped with garnet hues, a macabre tribute to the lives sacrificed to make this throne. This throne sang of battles and frenzied slaughter, a symphony of screams echoing from its cold embrace.

The third one was a throne carved from jade so slick it seemed to ooze venomous emerald light pulsed with a sickly rhythm.

Around its armrests writhed sculpted serpents, their fangs dripping with obsidian droplets that whispered of a slow, agonizing demise.

The fourth throne of spun moonlight and shimmering silk threads was woven into an airy illusion that defied gravity.

It pulsed with deceptive beauty, whispering promises of stolen identities and twisted realities.

Finally, the last throne was a skull throne. Crafted from a thousand petrified souls, it exuded an aura of chilling silence, a silent testament to the finality of oblivion.

As the five thrones pulsed in ominous unison, a figure was sitting on the third throne.

The figure was alone, as the other thrones were empty, void of any presence.

It was a chilling sight as the figure in black emerged from the shadows, his presence adding to the eerie atmosphere.

His cloak enveloped him, blending seamlessly with the darkness that surrounded him. The man's piercing gaze seemed to penetrate the very soul as he took his seat upon the bone throne, exuding an air of power and mystery.

"You're back, Ming She; did you do what I asked you to do?" The man's voice sounded from the deep shadows of the room.

"Yes, Master, Hissss~~"

The snake that appeared to slither out from under the throne hissed in response, its forked tongue flickering in the dim light.

The man in black nodded, a sinister smile playing at the corners of his lips. "Excellent," he whispered, his voice carrying a hint of satisfaction.

"With this, our plan can finally be set into motion." The snake coiled around his arm with its cold scales.

The man's eyes gleamed with anticipation as he gazed at the ancient artifact in his hand—a glowing dark orb pulsating with otherworldly energy.

As he held it up, the room filled with an eerie glow, casting long, menacing shadows on the walls.

"Just a little more, and this world will be consumed by terror," the figure in black murmured, his voice filled with a mixture of excitement and dread.

From his ominous voice, the figure was clearly a man.

The snake hissed, as if echoing its master's sentiment.

The man's fingers tightened around the pulsating orb, his mind consumed by visions of power and chaos.

"I see you've done your job well, Gu Huang," a voice suddenly spoke to the man.

The man whose name was Gu Huang didn't seem surprised by the sudden voice and turned around to the throne made of skulls.

A figure materialized out of thin air, dressed in a dark cloak. The figure wore a skull mask on his face. The mask was intricately designed, with hollow eye sockets and sharp teeth carved into it.

That figure was none other than the same man that Lou Hua, who had cursed the Old Man from the Ming family, was addressing as Lord.

"Youyuan Yanmo, since you're here, that means you've finished your mission," Gu Huang said calmly.

Youyuan Yanmo nodded, his voice muffled by the skull mask as he replied, "Yes, I did have some troubles along the way, but I managed to complete the mission successfully."

Gu Huang looked at Youyuan Yanmo with a hint of curiosity and asked, "Troubles?"

"Hehe! What can these mortals on this earth do to cause the great Youyuan Yanmo trouble?" Gu Huang chuckled, his voice filled with arrogance.

Gu Huang didn't think that there was someone on this barren planet that could cause trouble for them, as they aren't even real cultivators on this earth, and all of those bugs are only incomplete cultivators that practiced a little of cultivation techniques.

However, Youyuan Yanmo's cold eyes made Gu Huang realize that he really had some troubles.

Which stunned him for a moment.

"It doesn't matter." Youyuan Yanmo's voice was calm and composed, but there was a tinge of seriousness in his tone. "I just lost control of one family. Regardless, the plan can still succeed without them.

And do you think that someone on this planet can cause me trouble? If I could move however I wanted on this earth, I would already have killed all these humans and drank their blood." Youyuan Yanmo spat chilling words.

Because of the seal on this planet, they can't move freely; their powers are limited. However, this would not last long.

"Since the other three haven't returned yet, that means they haven't finished their mission yet." Youyuan Yanmo said as his cold eyes scanned the room.

"Hehe, there's still a month; what's the rush?" A voice sneered from the corner of the room. Youyuan Yanmo and Gu Huang turned their gazes towards the source of the voice, a shadowy figure lurking in the darkness.

"Xue Gu, if you have the time to play, that means you've already completed your mission," Gu Huang said, his voice dripping with sarcasm.

"We don't have time to waste. Our mission is crucial, and we need to finish it as soon as possible." Youyuan Yanmo nodded in agreement, his eyes still fixed on Xue Gu, who seemed unfazed by their words.

"Hehe~~" Xue Gu chuckled softly, the sound echoing in the dimly lit room. "Oh, how eager you both are to complete this mission," she remarked, stepping out of the shadows and into the light. Her piercing gaze met theirs, a mischievous glint in her eyes.

Like Youyuan Yanmo and Gu Huang, she also wore a cloak that covered her body. The cloak seemed to blend seamlessly with the darkness, adding to her mysterious aura.

But her figure could be seen underneath, revealing a slender and graceful silhouette. Despite the cloak's attempt to conceal her, it was clear that she possessed an alluring and captivating presence.

As she moved closer to them, her movements were fluid and graceful, almost like a dance. The way she carried herself exuded confidence and a hint of danger, making it hard for anyone to underestimate her.

"Here, take it." She took out a glowing orb pulsating with otherworldly energy, the same that was with Gu Huang, and handed it over to Youyuan Yanmo.

"Good."

Seeing the orb in his hands, Youyuan Yanmo's eyes widened with excitement.

"Gu Huang, give me yours too," Youyuan Yanmo demanded.

Gu Huang didn't hesitate and handed over his own glowing orb.

"With this, there are only two more missing pieces left to complete our plan." Enjoy stories on m_v lem|p-yr

"Hahaha!"

Youyuan Yanmo couldn't contain his laughter, a mix of anticipation and triumph echoing through the room. The mysterious woman's eyes gleamed with satisfaction, knowing that their plan was now within reach.

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