Soul Devouring's Wrath Reached the Third Layer, His Strength Soared a Hundredfold!
On this day, it was Chen Du's turn to be executed.
The name written on the roster Helian Feng.
Tenth Realm Middle Stage. A veteran demon imprisoned deep within the fourth level, said to have been held captive for nearly two hundred years.
Chen Du carried the Divine Prison Blade down the stone steps, passed through the fourth level of the eerie blue phosphorescent corridor, and walked all the way to the deepest part of the solitary iron cell.
The prisoners in the cell were more robust than those elsewhere, with broad shoulders and wide bodies. Even though they were nailed to the wall with dozens of talisman chains, they still gave off a sense of oppressive ferocity.
He was shirtless, his skin covered with dark red patterns, like some kind of ancient magic runes.
Hearing footsteps, he slowly opened his eyes, his dark golden vertical pupils burning with two inextinguishable flames.
Chen Du stood at the entrance of the prison cell.
He didn't rush to make a move.
As usual, he asked, "What's your name?"
The demon stared at him for a few moments, then suddenly grinned, his laughter hoarse and deep, making the talisman chains rattle.
"You little jailer, you don't even know who I am, yet you come to kill me?"
After he finished laughing, he leaned back against the wall, his tone carrying an undisguised arrogance, "My name is Helian Feng, and I was originally the head of the Helian Family in the Southern Border. The Helian Family, have you ever heard of them? They were later wiped out by the Heavenly Dragon Divine Dynasty, and I was the only one who escaped."
I spent a hundred years cultivating diligently, reaching the Tenth Realm, and went back to settle accounts with that damned emperor. Unfortunately, I failed to kill him and was surrounded by three other Tenth Realm, imprisoned in this wretched place.
He paused, the flames in his dark golden vertical pupils flickering, as if he had remembered something amusing. "But I killed quite a few people. Of the three Tenth Realm that the dog emperor sent to surround me, I fought them both to death, and I tore off an arm from the other one. I ate half of that arm, and threw the other half to the dogs."
Chen Du remained silent.
Helian Feng continued, "I've been imprisoned in this Divine Prison for almost two hundred years, but I refuse to accept it. That dog emperor was incompetent and tyrannical, and the court was full of treacherous officials. My Helian Family has been loyal and virtuous for generations, yet in the end, our entire family was executed. I refuse to accept it. Even if you kill me, I will still refuse to accept it."
He suddenly sprang up, his dark red demonic runes lighting up simultaneously, dozens of talisman chains snapped straight, fine cracks appeared on the stone wall, and the entire cell trembled.
He roared, like a caged beast that had been trapped for two hundred years, trying with all his might to break free of his chains.
The light on the chain of runes flickered wildly, yet it never broke.
He couldn't break free.
For two hundred years, he has never broken free.
Chen Du looked into his dark golden vertical pupils and slowly raised the Divine Prison Blade.
Helian Feng stared intently at him, hissing, "You're not convinced? You serve that dog of an emperor, you kill loyal officials for him, you imprison good people for him, how are you any different from me?"
Chen Du did not answer; the blade fell.
Helian Feng's head rolled to the ground, his dark golden vertical pupils still open, as if they had never closed until his death.
From the depths of Chen Du's consciousness, White Qi surged in.
The White Qi, thick and heavy, was three thousand years old, more than any of the Tenth Realm he had previously killed.
He sheathed his sword and turned to walk outside.
Behind them, the headless corpse slowly withered away, the talisman chains still nailed to the wall, like an unbreakable shackle.
After killing Helian Feng, Chen Du did not immediately leave the fifth floor.
He stood in the deepest part of the fifth level, temporarily setting aside the three thousand years of White Qi in his sea of consciousness, and closed his eyes to concentrate.
This is the end of the fifth floor, and the entrance to the sixth floor is only a few feet away.
The array patterns on the stone wall are older and more complex than those on the previous layers, densely covering every inch of the wall surface, gleaming with a dim, cold light.
He pressed his palm against the stone wall, activating [Become a Saint on the Spot].
The Dao Resonance surged from the depths of the stone wall, this time more profound than ever before.
Over millions of years, the power dissipated by the prisoners of the Tenth Realms imprisoned on the fifth level, the lingering effects left by the guards during their suppression, and the fluctuations from the operation of the formation have accumulated here layer upon layer, becoming so dense that they have almost solidified into a tangible substance.
He then urged [The World as a Book].
The Dao Resonance, as if guided by an invisible hand, surged, intertwined, and condensed within his sea of consciousness.
A moment later, a cultivation technique slowly took shape: the "Great Void Nether Prison Calamity Light Scripture," which contained a Lower First-Level Law called "Calamity Light."
Based on the Netherworld and wielding the Calamity Light, wherever the Calamity Light reaches, all things return to nothingness.
He read the manual word by word, nodding inwardly.
This "Calamity Light" law, although of the same level as the "Netherworld Prison Soul Devouring Spirit Suppression" he had previously obtained, is completely different in its approach. One focuses on devouring and suppressing spirits, while the other focuses on Calamity Annihilation and returning to nothingness.
If the two can be used as a reference, they may well be able to make further progress.
He firmly imprinted the technique into his mind and decided to comprehend it on his own.
Over the next few months, Chen Du patrolled and executed prisoners while simultaneously deducing the "Great Void Nether Prison Calamity Light Scripture" in the fifth-level side cave.
He compared the Calamity Light Law with the Netherworld Prison Soul-Devouring Spirit-Suppressing Law that he had already comprehended, dissecting its intricacies and analyzing its structure. Then, with his extraordinary comprehension from Divine Revelation Reading, he gradually pried open its core secrets.
During his comprehension, the already formed killing move in his sea of consciousness, Soul Devouring's Wrath, suddenly trembled slightly. Soul Devouring's Wrath was a killing move that used the Law of Anger as its guide and the Soul Devouring Law as its blade, and its power far exceeded that of other moves of the same level.
But at this moment, when he re-examined the Lower First-Level Law "Netherworld Prison Soul Devouring Spirit Suppression" that he had already comprehended, that killing move suddenly seemed to be ignited, exploding in his sea of consciousness and reforming into a completely new form.
[Using the Law of Anger as a guide and the Soul Devouring Law as a blade, you integrated the power of the Lower First-Level Law "Netherworld Prison Soul Devouring Spirit Suppression," pushing the Soul Devouring's Wrath to its second level.]
[Second level: Soul Devouring's Wrath - Heaven-Splitting. Rage transforms into a blade, devouring Soul Devouring for its edge. Empowered by the power of the Netherworld's Spirit-Suppressing Force, a single strike can tear apart the enemy's soul and laws, its power a hundred times that of the first level.]
[Continue your deduction, completely merging this Lower Second-Level Law with the two Lower Second-Level Laws of rage and Soul Devouring. Reconstruct the killing move's trajectory with the Netherworld Prison Soul Devouring Spirit Suppression as its core. With the three laws combined, the killing move changes once again.]
[The third level, Soul Devouring's Wrath - Return to the Ruins Nothingness, is a raging inferno that burns the heavens, devours Soul Devouring and spirits, and unleashes the full power of the Netherworld's spirit-suppressing force. With a single strike, souls, laws, and matter all return to nothingness. Its power is ten times that of the second level and a thousand times that of the first level.]
Chen Du slowly opened his eyes and exhaled a breath of stale air.
He stood up and repeatedly practiced the newly mastered killing move in his mind several times. After confirming that it was correct, he walked towards the stone house.
The phosphorescent flames on the fifth floor burned eerily behind him, illuminating his hunched back.
The road ahead is long.
Twenty years have passed in a flash.
Over the past 20 years, countless prisoners have still been executed.
The White Qi he had accumulated had reached more than three million, and the Black Qi was also more than one hundred thousand.
Chen Du's temples were completely white, his back was bent even more deeply, and his steps were much slower.
In this Divine Prison, he was practically a seasoned jailer who had spent most of his life there, and even the young men newly transferred to the Divine Prison Bureau started calling him "Old Qin."
But no one knows what terrifying power lies hidden beneath that hunched body.
For twenty years, he patrolled, executed, and disciplined the young prison guards on the first three floors during the day, and at night he secluded himself in a side cave on the fifth floor to study and deduce.
Finally, that day arrived.
[You begin to deduce the Law of Anger. This law is one of the seven emotional laws you comprehended from the Seven-Colored Stele in the Azure High Martial World. From Achieving the Dao Through Anger the Celestial Master Realm, to burning the Great Yan's fortune in anger in the Heavenly Human Realm, and then to slaying Extraterrestrial Races in anger on Blue Star, anger has long been ingrained in your very bones.]