“Delicious!”
“So damn delicious!”
Mouthfuls of flesh and blood were devoured by Jiang Dingtian, the unparalleled fragrance flooding his taste buds.
A satisfaction that surged from the depths of his soul, from the primal instincts of a living being—an ecstasy that drove Jiang Dingtian into madness.
Was it... too delicious?
The overwhelming satisfaction filled every part of Jiang Dingtian’s being.
It was as if, in this very moment, his life had found meaning.
A group of Unity Realm cultivators caught the scent. At that moment, they completely forgot that this was their Patriarch—they charged toward Jiang Dingtian like madmen.
Many attacked him on the spot.
They were desperate to eat just a bit of that flesh and blood—even if it meant attacking their supreme clan head who held the food in his hands.
“Fellow Daoist Jiang, what is wrong with you all?”
Wang Shuohan, Patriarch of the Wang Clan, watched the scene from afar. Though he had been summoned to help stop the Jiang Clan, witnessing such a bizarre and horrifying sight made his scalp crawl.
Who the hell dared get close to that?!
Who would dare?
“Fellow Daoist Wang! Stop me! Strike me back!”
Jiang Dingtian’s consciousness was already blurred, yet with the last shred of willpower, he roared.
At this point, he had already begun slaughtering his own clansmen who tried to snatch Lu Ye’s flesh and blood.
“What’s wrong with you people? Why are you so insane?”
Oh, come on. Wang Shuohan wasn’t an idiot. Jiang Dingtian was of comparable strength to him, and even he had become this deranged—how could he possibly get close when he didn’t even know what was happening?
If he got close and ended up in the same condition, he’d be totally screwed.
“What exactly happened? How can I help you?”
“Uuuuugh—kill!!”
Jiang Dingtian completely lost himself. For just a bite of flesh, he began killing his own kin.
Weaker Unity Realm cultivators were directly beaten to death by him.
More and more powerhouses arrived—most were cautious. Watching the scene unfold made their skin crawl.
“What the hell is going on here? Just looking at this gives me chills.”
“No idea. But judging by their condition, it’s like they’re being drawn by something with fatal allure. Their minds are still slightly conscious—but they can’t control their bodies. Like they’re poisoned or cursed.”
“Should we try stopping them?”
“Why don’t you try?”
Most people remained rational. But some... who knows what they were thinking?
Maybe they had a particularly close relationship with the Jiang Clan. One of them charged up.
“Fellow Daoist Jiang, I’ll help you!”
No sooner had he said the words than his nose twitched—and his eyes turned entirely blood-red. A terrifying sword light slashed toward Jiang Dingtian.
The distant onlookers witnessed the whole thing—
Stunned.
Completely stunned.
No—you—
What the hell???
At that moment, countless cultivators silently gave thanks in their hearts—for not charging forward. Holy hell, that was terrifying.
In just a matter of seconds, a renowned powerhouse of the Third Heaven had lost all sense of self.
The remnants of Lu Ye’s flesh and blood left outside were few to begin with. A bite here, a bite there—and in the blink of an eye, it was all gone.
The moment they tasted it—pure bliss.
But the moment it was gone—a wave of even stronger emptiness and greed crashed down.
Gone?
Gone?!
NO!!
In that instant, everyone’s eyes turned toward the Three-Valley Forbidden Grounds.
“No, no, no—don’t go in!”
Jiang Dingtian was filled with despair. He had gained so many Dao scriptures, so many divine techniques—and he hadn’t even had time to cultivate them yet.
He couldn’t go in!
The Three-Valley Forbidden Grounds weren’t something that should even exist in the ✧ NоvеIight ✧ (Original source) Third Heaven.
If he entered... he would die.
He would definitely die!
Everyone knew they couldn’t step into those formations—but none of them could stop themselves.
And finally—they went in.
Boom!
Jiang Dingtian let out a roar of despair.
“No—!!”
His body slammed into the array formation with a thunderous crash.
The three-tiered formation activated at full force, its layered killing intent bursting to life in its entirety.
One Unity Realm cultivator after another surged forward like dumplings boiling in a pot, throwing themselves into the array.
They despaired. They resisted.
But they couldn’t help it. It was like Parkinson’s disease—their minds were awake, but their bodies refused to obey.
They could only watch, wide-eyed, as they stepped into certain death.
One could only imagine how brutal that despair truly was.
In that moment—aside from the desperate roars—absolute silence.
Numerous cultivators watched solemnly as one Jiang Clan powerhouse after another stepped into the formation.
That formation was like an abyss that devoured everything.
As each person entered, the light within the array grew brighter—but not even a ripple appeared on the surface.
Before long, the Jiang Clan’s Three-Life Realm cultivators arrived.
Their faces were stricken with fear—and they too leapt into the formation.
The moment they entered, all movement ceased.
One cultivator after another leapt inside—like dumplings being thrown into a pot. Their terror had reached its peak, and yet they couldn’t stop.
Even though Unity Realm cultivators could easily block them—
Who the hell dared to?
Who had the guts to interfere?
The fate of that previous Unity Realm cultivator was still fresh in everyone’s minds...
After the Three-Life Realm came the Karmic Realm cultivators.
They were slower. They’d hurried to arrive.
And by this point, their cravings had dulled somewhat.
But the problem was—their Dao Hearts were also weak.
As they neared the Three-Valley Forbidden Grounds and took even the faintest sniff—
An even more intense aroma surged straight into their minds.
And so—they went mad.
Completely insane.
A flood of Jiang Clan members—spiritual pets and all manner of beasts and strange creatures—charged toward the Forbidden Grounds.
Even though they had already seen Unity and Three-Life Realm cultivators leap to their deaths, the number hadn’t seemed overwhelming.
Now, with this massive tide surging forward in endless waves, the mental impact of the scene was no less shocking than when the Unity Realm cultivators dove in.
It was like dumplings—one after another, thrown into the pot.
As for the Destiny Realm members of the Jiang Clan... they were just too slow.
After a long trek through mountains and rivers, halfway to the scene, they finally managed to suppress the greed in their hearts.
Bit by bit, they regained control over their bodies.
The Fragrance of Attaining the Dao wasn’t an eternal lure—it came in stages.
At that moment, the Destiny Realm cultivators of the Jiang Clan were left in utter confusion.
Be it Jiang Tianxin or Jiang Yu—none of them had any idea what to do after regaining control of their bodies.
“Return to the Jiang Clan. Wait for the Patriarch and the Elders to come back!” Jiang Tianxin gave the order, voice firm.
Jiang Yu frowned deeply.
What the hell was this?
Every living being in the Jiang Clan had been lured away by that single figure. None of them could even control their own bodies.
Was it poison?
No. It shouldn’t be poison. That smell was too... fragrant...
Just thinking about it—
A wave of overwhelming urgency surged through their hearts again.
They didn’t even dare to think further.
Return! Return immediately!
