In A Cultivation World With An Entertainment Park

Just like that disciple, many top disciples from respective clans did the same in secret, with cold smiles on their faces.

This world is already rotten to the core. So what difference will it make for darkness to rule the land?

Driven by their personal need for revenge or greed to stand higher than they already are, many were quick to betray the righteous path, choosing to work with the Dark Lord, the one who promised to fulfill their greatest desires.

'Great! Now that the liquids of darkness have been spewed and buried into the land, it won't be long before my wish is fulfilled.'

Walking beside their so-called friends from their perspective sects, these people couldn't wait for the moment when change would come.

Bahahhahahahahha~

The end of days is near for many watching the competition, and they don't even know it!

At the same time, underneath the grounds, the dark bubbling fluid was traveling at an alarming rate through many crevices, not getting absorbed by the grounds or their surroundings.

It moved as though it had a mind of its own, searching the land through and through until, finally, it began bubbling crazily as if sensing what it was looking for.

Bones.... corpses.

Millions and millions of years ago, a great war was fought within this forest between the good and the evil.

Evil lost, falling to their demise in this very forest.

But when the Great Evil God died, he swore to one day rise to take his revenge on the descendants of those who put him down.

Like the evil he was, his body, along with his army, was trapped underground in a powerful formation controlled not only from the forest's grounds but also within the Great Sacred Yanging Institution.

That's why the evil forces today have tried infiltrating countless times, always failing.

But this time, they finally found the Great Evil God's spell books that had been lost throughout history.

Some spells, formations, and techniques that they thought were lost, were recovered by the emergence of this book.

With their preparations set, it was finally time to unleash their great one from below, sending him the drops containing a million lives for him to devour and arise again.

With his presence, they will no longer be forced to hide in the dark.

No longer will they have to pretend or be undercover when roaming the world.

No.

With him, they will unleash their full potential, killing as many people as they want and turning them into skeletal armies that will aid their cause in ruling the lower Realm.

This was their time—evil's time to shine brightly!

Floating above the formation's protective layers deep underground, the bubbling fluid had no choice but to remain where it was.

But it wasn't the only bubbly fluid suspended in the ground, as within a heartbeat, several more arrived, merging bit by bit while staying in place for the moment when the formation would be broken.

Only then will they serve as true vitality for the Evil God.

Just like that, the fluids began combining and coagulating in the suspended ground space, unbeknownst to those above.

At the same time, outside the forest, seated within the grand arena, several men in dark robes looked at the scene with slight arms on their lips.

So far, so good.

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Bahahahahahahahahaha~

"That's our Profound sect for you. It seemed that lady Luck has indeed smiled on our side."

"Exactly! Our disciples are stronger than ever and have made us proud. Pfft~... Did you see the way old man Tsongai's head disciple, Dazu smacked one of their top disciples from Cloud Sword Sect?"

"Aiyo~... I feel so bad for him, now that his cheeks are red like a newborn baby's buttocks. Quick question... did you also see a tooth fly out earlier?"

Pfft~...

Bahahhahahahahah~

Whether it was Ancestor Myu or the other elders, they were laughing their ashes off, while crunching on their popcorn and sipping on their drinks with relish.

They were having the time of their lives, as if oblivious to the dangerous atmosphere constantly growing around them.

"That's it!" One of the elders belonging to Cloud Sword Sect, Yanging's 4th powerful sect, couldn't take it anymore, staring at them coldly.

"A man can lose but not be insulted like this! Who here hasn't lost a match before? How dare you talk about our disciples that way?"

"Barbaric! How unbecoming of one in the righteous path!"

It wasn't just those from the Cloud Sword Sect who spoke but everyone else who felt their chests stuffy after seeing their disciple lose at the hands of these lowly Profound Sect members.

But Ancestor Myu and the others didn't react, as though ear-deaf from the troubles all around them.

"What? Can any of you hear something?"

"No, ancestor. Could it be a fly?"

Twisting his head as though deep in thought, Ancestor Myu finally nodded. "Well, I think you're right. After all, it would seem ridiculous for people to talk back when a while ago, they were saying worse."

"Alas... Ancestor Myu, it seems many are weak-hearted, and can only dish out food, not knowing how to eat it when spat back their way."

"Exactly. How can such shameless people exist? As Senior Elvida in Sandovia typically says... if you can take the heat, get out of the kitchen."

5 people sang the same song, making everyone feel both helpless and ashamed.

Well... It's true they did worse, always moving the Profound Sect every chance they got. But who knew it was this painful when spat back their way?

Ancestor Myu looked at the defeated chickens and scoffed before graduating, letting his eyes fall on all 3 monarchs above.

With a charming smile, he made them feel uneasy, as though he had long seen through them.

Myu even allowed them to read his lips when he looked at them and said: Hippocrates.

Well, that was just what they were. Was it not?

Boom!

All 3 broke parts of their throne chairs, with dark fury laced within their eyes.

Of course, Myu didn't care, looking left and right with a now confused expression.

Eh?...

Wasn't Boss Chu seated beside him just now?

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