The evil woman cultivates immortality, and the whole clan offers sacrifice to the heaven

She discovered that under certain circumstances, her body could absorb a small amount of demonic energy.

Meng Wan seized this opportunity and carefully adjusted her cultivation method, trying to absorb more demonic energy.

Sure enough, under the same circumstances, her body successfully absorbed the second wisp of demonic energy.

"Really!"

Meng Wan was ecstatic. Although this was just a beginning, she had a hunch that as long as she continued with this method, she would succeed!

Meng Wan suppressed the excitement in her heart and continued to carefully guide the demonic energy into her body.

Although only a very small amount can be absorbed each time, this is already a huge breakthrough.

"Quantitative change leads to qualitative change. With continuous accumulation, when the amount of demonic energy in the body accumulates to a certain level, there may be a turning point!

Keep going, one day, I will be able to completely reverse my demonic body!"

A hint of determination flashed across Meng Wan's eyes, and then she continued to devote herself to her cultivation.

As time passed, Meng Wan's body was gradually shrouded in a strange halo.

Her breath became more and more weird, and she seemed like a completely different person, emitting an aura that was neither demonic nor monster-like.

Finally, at a certain moment, Meng Wan suddenly opened her eyes, and a strange light flashed in her eyes.

"It's done!"

She whispered, a smile tugging at the corner of her mouth.

She could feel that the demonic energy that her body could contain had reached its limit.

Next, it’s time to use demonic energy to transform her body.

Meng Wan took a deep breath, formed seals with her hands, and the demonic energy in her body began to flow slowly, trying to penetrate into her flesh and blood and meridians.

However, the moment the evil spirit touched her body, a powerful resistance suddenly erupted.

"boom--!"

The demonic energy collided violently with her demonic body, making a low roar.

Meng Wan groaned, and a trace of blood flowed from the corner of his mouth.

She could feel that her demonic body was too powerful and the demonic energy could not shake it at all.

"It's really not that simple..."

Meng Wan frowned, and a trace of solemnity flashed in her eyes.

Her demonic body had been tempered by demonic energy and had long been indestructible; ordinary forces had no effect on it at all.

Although the demonic aura is powerful, it still seems insignificant in front of her demonic body.

"Since the demonic energy can't directly transform my body, let's try another method!"

A hint of ruthlessness flashed across Meng Wan's eyes, and she quickly deduced a new plan in her mind.

Although the demonic energy and the demonic energy have opposite properties, they have reached a certain delicate balance in her body.

By taking advantage of this balance, perhaps we can find a breakthrough.

Meng Wan formed seals with her hands, and the evil energy in her body slowly flowed and intertwined with the demonic energy.

She carefully guided the two forces, trying to merge them within her meridians.

However, the conflict between the evil spirit and the demonic spirit was still fierce, and every attempt would cause severe damage to her meridians.

Meng Wan gritted her teeth and endured it.

She knew that this was the only way to change her fate, and only by enduring this pain could she break the shackles of her bloodline.

Once, twice, three times...

Every time she failed, she suffered great pain, but her eyes became more determined.

Finally, after countless failed attempts, the demonic energy and evil spirit in Meng Wan's body suddenly merged, turning into a new force that flowed through her meridians.

"Success!"

Meng Wan was extremely ecstatic. She could feel that her body was gradually being infiltrated by demonic energy and was undergoing some strange changes.

But this is just the beginning.

Meng Wan knew that although she had successfully taken the first step in transforming her demonic body, she still had a long way to go before she could achieve true success.

"Next, we need to completely transform the demon body..."

Meng Wan murmured in a low voice, with a hint of heat in her eyes.

She closed her eyes and continued to absorb the demonic energy bit by bit, then slowly and completely integrated the demonic energy into her own body.

While Meng Wan was practicing, an incident occurred in the Dragon Burial Abyss, causing a sensation and shock in the entire Heavenly Demon Realm.

"Have you heard? The inheritance of the twelve demon gods in the Dragon Burial Abyss was taken away by humans! Even the altar was destroyed."

"What? How is this possible? The Dragon Burial Abyss is located in the Ten Thousand Demon Tomb. That is a forbidden area for our demon race. How can humans enter it?"

"It's absolutely true! It is said that the human cultivator is extremely powerful. She even killed a demon general in the Spiritualization Stage!"

"Damn the human race! How dare they seize the foundation of my demon race! We must not let her go!"

The entire Heavenly Demon Realm was in an uproar, and countless powerful demons rushed out, vowing to kill Meng Wan and take back the inheritance of the Twelve Demon Generals.

Even the Demon King was furious about this.

Heavenly Demon Realm, Demon King’s Palace.

In the towering palace, the Demon King sat high on the throne, surrounded by demonic aura and overwhelming power like the sea.

His face was stern and his eyes flashed with a chilling light that could captivate the heart.

Below, a group of powerful demons knelt on the ground, not daring to breathe.

"Heifeng, do you admit your guilt?"

The Demon King's voice was low and cold, as if it came from the depths of the underworld.

Heifeng knelt on the ground with his forehead pressed against the ground, his voice trembling.

"I know my crime! If I hadn't wanted to inherit the legacy of the Twelve Demon Gods, I wouldn't have allowed the human race to take advantage of this opportunity to seize my demon race's legacy and destroy my demon race's foundation!

Please punish me, Your Majesty the Demon King!"

"Punishment?"

The Demon King sneered, with a hint of murderous intent in his eyes.

"The inheritance of the Twelve Demon Gods is the foundation of our demon race! Now it has been taken away by humans, and you can let it go with just a word of punishment?"

Heifeng trembled all over, not daring to look up, and could only speak in a low voice.

"I am willing to die to atone for my crime!"

"die?"

The Demon King snorted coldly, "Your life is not even worth the loss of the foundation of my demon race!"

The Tomb of Ten Thousand Demons can only be opened once every ten years, and only cultivators at the Spirit Transformation Stage and below are allowed to enter.

Even if he had extraordinary powers, he couldn't do anything about it.

The Demon King stood up, demonic energy surging around him, shaking the entire hall.

"Pass the order down, seal off all exits of the Ten Thousand Demon Tomb, and hunt down that human cultivator with all your might! We must find him alive or dead!

The inheritance of the Twelve Demon Gods must not fall into the hands of the human race!"

"Yes!"

The powerful demon clan warriors below responded in unison, with murderous intent in their voices.

Heifeng raised his head, a gleam of determination flashing in his eyes.

"Your Majesty, I am willing to hunt down that human cultivator even if it means my death! I will not stop until he is killed!"

The Demon King looked at him coldly and said calmly, "Approved. But if you fail again, you will commit suicide to apologize."

"Subordinates take orders!"

Heifeng kowtowed heavily, then stood up and hurriedly left the Demon King's Palace.

When the situation in the Heavenly Demon Realm was turbulent, Meng Wan was still staying in the Tomb of Ten Thousand Demons, trying her best to transform her demon body.

As time went by, the demon aura on her body became stronger and stronger.

Mixed with demonic energy, it exudes a heart-pounding pressure.