Xu Hei ignored the pleas, and the suction force in his palm suddenly surged, pulling the fleeing elder Taoist directly into his grasp.

"Fellow Daoist, I swear I didn't lie to you. He's not dead, not dead! If you don't believe me, look!" The elder Taoist screamed in a wretched voice.

Hearing this, Xu Hei's expression faltered, and he looked up.

In the distant sky, there indeed was a young cultivator who looked exactly like Xiao Chou, flying over with a bewildered expression, staring at the devastated White Bone Sect.

"What is going on?" Xiao Chou's eyes narrowed as he spotted Xu Hei and exclaimed, "Senior?"

Now, it was Xu Hei's turn to be confused.

The white-bearded elder was held in Xu Hei's hand, unable to move. He could only muster a faint smile and said, "Fellow Daoist, the person you killed earlier was a replica I created using the White Bone Dao technique. The real body is not dead! You saw the White Bone Sect; every elder has a replica. Given enough time, I can even replicate Elemental Infant cultivators. I'm telling the truth."

Xu Hei said in a deep voice, "Are you still trying to deceive me? This person must be your replica, right?"

Xu Hei pointed at the distant Xiao Chou.

"You know the Demon Lord, right? The last Kun whale in the world has long been extinct, but I can bring it back to life! This is the Dao of Life!"

"Join my White Bone Sect, and the path to ascension is within reach!"

The white-bearded elder spoke with conviction, describing a completely different path of the Dao.

Xu Hei stared at the distant Xiao Chou, unable to tell who was real and who was fake.

Identical, completely identical!

Xu Hei's wooden carving only captured the essence, allowing him to barely distinguish between real and fake. But if the other party had captured Xiao Chou himself as a base, could they truly create a life identical to the original?

At that point, would it really matter who was the real body and who was the replica?

"Senior, what were you talking about just now? What replica, what real and fake?" Xiao Chou was still in a state of confusion.

"Get lost!" Xu Hei roared.

Xiao Chou was sent flying, spitting blood, and crashed into a mountain, his head bleeding.

He crawled out of the rocky debris, more bewildered than ever, not understanding why Xu Hei was so furious.

But he dared not linger, wiped the blood off his face, and fled without looking back.

Xu Hei fell silent.

The Dao is vast, and the paths pursued by all beings differ! He could not judge such actions as right or wrong based on human ethics and morals.

If the White Bone Sect was considered heretical, did that make other paths righteous?

He could bring extinct beasts back to life, grant the Demon Lord, who was bound by lifespan, a form of immortality!

Seeing Xu Hei hesitate, the white-bearded elder's lips curled into a slight smile, "Fellow Daoist, if you wish, I can even create a dragon identical to you, granting you immortality."

Xu Hei had been wavering.

But upon hearing these words, his body trembled violently, and his expression turned terrifyingly grim.

The white-bearded elder sensed something amiss, unsure of what he had said wrong, and hesitantly asked, "Fellow Daoist Xu, what is this..."

Xu Hei fixed his gaze on him and said, "You suddenly make me feel disgusted!"

It was a visceral repulsion, one that he could not rationalize as a cultivator. It shattered Xu Hei's reason!

"The White Bone Sect has no reason to exist!"

Xu Hei squeezed the white-bearded elder's neck, and the suction force of the Demon God Cauldron erupted, devouring the elder's spiritual energy and flesh.

"Stop! Fellow Daoist, let's talk this out!"

The elder's screams echoed, his cultivation plummeting from the late Elemental Infant stage to the mid-stage, then to the early stage, and finally to Core Formation...

"Heaven has doomed my White Bone Sect! Ah!!"

As he fell into Core Formation, the elder's cultivation vanished, drained by Xu Hei, leaving only a dried corpse, dead beyond death.

In an instant, this late Elemental Infant cultivator was completely devoured, all his spiritual energy transferred to the Demon God Cauldron.

"Blood Source Tracking Technique!"

Xu Hei took a drop of the elder's blood and used the tracking secret technique he had acquired from the Snake Catchers Sect to check for any survivors.

After confirmation, no survivors were found.

Xu Hei let out a long breath, staring at the elder's dried corpse. He was momentarily stunned; despite the elder's terrified and frenzied expression in death, there was a strange smile on his lips.

"Indeed, he is dead, all spiritual energy absorbed, and the Blood Source Tracking Technique found nothing!"

Xu Hei's face showed doubt. He raised his hand, and a storage ring fell into his grasp.

Inside the ring were numerous bones, both human and demonic beast, along with some unformed flesh and containers for cultivating physical bodies and spiritual liquid, indeed the assets of the White Bone Sect.

Additionally, a jade slip made of white bone caught Xu Hei's attention.

He took out the jade slip, and as his Divine Sense entered, four large characters immediately appeared before his eyes.

"White Bone Dao technique!" Xu Hei said in a deep voice.

Moreover, there was a trace of law fluctuation within, likely the law of life.

The bone material forming the jade slip was also quite mysterious, and Xu Hei couldn't discern what species it belonged to.

"This is... the White Bone Dao technique?!"

At this moment, two figures approached from afar, one black and one white, the injured but not dead Yin-Yang Immortals.

Their eyes were fixed on the white bone jade slip in Xu Hei's hand, filled with shock, anger, and endless fervor.

"This is the true White Bone Dao technique, with the fluctuation of the law of life!"

"Kill him, we cannot let him take it away!"

The Yin-Yang Immortals charged at Xu Hei in a frenzy, their flesh peeling away to reveal bones, using a secret technique that burned their life force. Meanwhile, countless cultivators rushed towards them at top speed, unleashing spells, magical treasures, and divine abilities as if they were free.

These cultivators were all disciples of the White Bone Sect. Initially, they planned to flee after the sect's protective formation was broken, but upon seeing the White Bone Dao technique, they became reckless, like moths to a flame.

"Courting death!"

Xu Hei drew the Star-Moon Sword and a thousand flying swords forged from meteorite, suspending them in the sky.

A solitary moon hung high, blood staining the heavens.

In the spring of the 68th year of the Ma Kingdom's calendar, the national religion, the White Bone Sect, was annihilated overnight.

The Ma Kingdom suffered a severe blow, forcing it to halt its invasion of foreign nations and, under their counterattack, quickly collapsed. This super dynasty, which had lasted only 68 years, swiftly fell.

Of course, that is a story for another time.

On the night the White Bone Sect was destroyed, in the palace of Extreme Joy City in the Le Kingdom, there was continuous laughter. The National Teacher, for reasons unknown, laughed for three days straight.