Pang Jian appeared quietly within the barrier of condensed demonic energy, eyes shut in an expression of serenity. He seemed entirely unaware that he was submerged in a sea of demonic energy.0

He gripped a sword scabbard in one hand and a black-gold sword in the other. He seemed to be in a meditative state, comprehending the profound mysteries of a Dao.0

His body was like a black hole as he voraciously absorbed the sea of demonic energy around him.0

The human race could not withstand demonic energy, and only Demon Races such as the Demon Scale Race could use it to refine their bones and bloodlines. 0

Despite this, he was unmistakably absorbing the demonic energy around him. 0

Waves of demonic energy rippled from his body like tides.0

"He's fallen onto the demonic path and is even willingly becoming one of them." Dong Shangqing of the Ancient Law Sect sighed deeply.0

Moving closer with his compass, he carefully analyzed the fluctuations around Pang Jian.0

"This Demon is no ordinary being!" he exclaimed in shock.0

The demonic energy barrier surrounding Pang Jian was etched with intricate demonic patterns corresponding to the secret techniques...0