The Demon Realm Passage Destroyed, Chen Du Departs, and the Legend of the Heavenly Dragon Divine Dynasty
Chen Du stood at the bottom level of the Divine Prison, the eighteenth level.
The cell where the Demon Heaven God was once imprisoned is now empty, and the seal that Yuan Cangming wore through has long since closed.
But Chen Du could sense that there was something even deeper beneath this layer of stone wall.
The stone slab beneath his feet trembled slightly, and an ancient and heavy force surged up from the depths of the earth, wave after wave, as if a giant beast were turning over.
He crouched down and placed his palms on the ground.
The Spiritual Power penetrated the stone slab, passed through the array patterns, and through the seal that had been worn thin by tens of thousands of years, reaching all the way to the deepest part.
The surging demonic energy, like a vast ocean, churned underground.
That is what the Divine Prison truly seeks to suppress... the passage between the Demon Realm and the Human Realm, the most primordial, the largest, and the most indescribable.
He slowly stood up, gave a cold snort, and said, "It's time to end all of this."
He raised his hands, his left hand forming the hand seal for the second level of the Divine Prison Law, while his right hand condensed the core of the first level of the Bury Heaven, Extinguish Earth.
Two forces of law surged forth from his body simultaneously, one dark gold and the other pitch black, converging, intertwining, and merging in his sea of consciousness.
He simultaneously channeled these two forces into the stone slab beneath his feet, causing the entire Divine Prison to tremble violently.
The array patterns on the stone wall lit up, ten or even a hundred times brighter than before, and the dazzling light illuminated the eighteenth floor as if it were daytime.
The array patterns detached from the stone wall one by one, intertwining in mid-air to form a huge sealing net, which slowly pressed down into the depths of the earth.
And the Divine Prison itself, this enormous prison suspended in mid-air, slowly changed direction under his will, aligning the bottommost stone wall with the hole in the ground.
A Divine Prison and Divine Prison without manipulators are two completely different things.
Chen Du's power of law was poured into every array pattern, every chain of runes, and every inch of stone wall in the Divine Prison.
The second level of the Divine Prison Law resonated deeply with the Divine Prison itself, like a key inserted into a lock, fitting perfectly.
The first level of the Bury Heaven, Extinguish Earth amplifies, amplifies, and condenses the suppressive power of the Divine Prison.
With the two laws combined, the power of the entire Divine Prison increased a hundredfold.
The stone wall, aimed directly at the cave entrance, crashed down with a deafening roar.
A mournful cry came from the depths of the earth. The cry came from the deepest and farthest place, passing through layers of rocks and seals, and by the time it reached the surface, it had become blurred and distorted.
But everyone heard it; the voice was filled with anger, fear, resentment, and a despair of being utterly crushed.
The cave entrance trembled violently, and pieces of rock at the edges peeled off, but the sealing pattern tightened like a net, binding the cave entrance inch by inch.
The demonic energy underground surged wildly, attempting to break through the seal, but the suppressive power of the Divine Prison was like the collapse of the sky, pressing the demonic energy back layer by layer.
Chen Du poured the last bit of power of law into the core of the Divine Prison.
With a loud bang, the cave entrance closed completely, the stone walls shut up, the array patterns extinguished, and the demonic energy dissipated.
The hole in the ground was sealed by a complete stone slab, with only the dense sealing patterns remaining on the slab, which were still faintly glowing.
Under the utterly horrified gazes of the crowd, the Divine Prison that had been suspended in mid-air slowly returned to its original position, firmly pressing down on the stone slab.
The stone wall and the ground fit together perfectly, as if it had never left.
Chen Du stood on the eighteenth floor, looking down at his feet.
Beneath that stone slab, the passage to the Demon Realm had been completely sealed off, or rather, completely disappeared.
The Demon Realm no longer has any possibility of invading this world.
He slowly exhaled and turned to walk towards the stone steps.
The phosphorescent lights in the corridor still burned dimly, illuminating his hunched back.
He walked back to the first floor and pushed open the stone door.
Outside, the sunlight was blinding.
The wilderness was filled with people, all of them watching him.
The high-ranking Divine Prison Bureau, the prison guards, the transferred prisoners, Cang Xuan, and Lin Heng.
Chen Du stepped out of the stone gate and stood in the sunlight.
He was still that hunched old jailer, but now, no one dared to treat him as an ordinary old jailer.
He looked up at the sky, then at the distant land trembling with fear, as if terrified by the Divine Prison.
"The Divine Prison shall henceforth be a realm of its own, no longer under the jurisdiction of the Heavenly Dragon Divine Dynasty."
The next instant, a person appeared in the sky above the capital of the Heavenly Dragon Divine Dynasty.
He was no longer the hunched old jailer; he had regained his youthful appearance, with delicate features, fair skin, wearing a faded old robe, and a pipe tucked into his waistband.
He stood above the clouds, looking down at the vast land below.
In his palm lay a miniature prison model, with gray-black stone walls, iron bars as thin as hair, and dense array patterns—it was the Divine Prison.
The entire Divine Prison was held in his hands at this moment, as if it were an object that he could put down at any time.
The aura emanating from him was like a surging ocean, like the sky collapsing, causing the air in the entire capital and the entire land to freeze.
Countless people knelt down; pedestrians on the street, officials in the government offices, imperial guards in the palace, and civil and military officials in the court all prostrated themselves on the ground, trembling all over.
Some people banged their heads on the stone slabs, drawing blood, but dared not lift their heads.
Someone's teeth were chattering and clicking.
Some people even collapsed to the ground, too weak to even kneel.
The aura of the Eleventh Realm Martial Law Master Realm enveloped the entire capital city and the entire Heavenly Dragon Divine Dynasty.
No one dared to look up at him, no one dared to look directly at that figure.
Chen Du stood on the cloud, his gaze sweeping over the sea of people crawling below.
His eyes were cold, as cold as a deep winter pool.
Yet within that coldness lay an indescribable tranquility.
It's like the last glimmer of light after seeing through too much.
He raised the miniature Divine Prison in his hand, letting it hover above his palm.
Then he spoke, and the entire capital, the whole Divine Dynasty, and all those prostrate on the ground heard him clearly:
"After this, there will be no more Divine Prisons in the world. I will take the Heavenly Dao with me, and you will be free."
The moment he finished speaking, the Divine Prison in his palm suddenly lit up, transforming into a huge pillar of light that shot into the sky.
A beam of light pierced through the clouds, reaching the horizon and turning the entire sky a dark gold.
Then the pillar of light dissipated, the Divine Prison vanished, and Chen Du also disappeared.
The clouds closed in, and the sunlight shone down again.
It was as if nothing had ever happened between heaven and earth.
But everyone knows that something has completely changed.
The heavy feeling that weighed on my heart, the fear of having a prison hanging over my head, and the oppression of being judged by the Heavenly Dao at every moment, all disappeared.
Many people knelt on the ground, and it took them a very long time before they dared to raise their heads.
There was nothing left in the sky.
That person left, taking the Divine Prison, the Heavenly Dao, and everything else with him.
They were left behind, free.
Five hundred years later, historical records state the following:
The * Heavenly Dragon Divine Dynasty Chronicles: Divine Prison Volume* records:
For eight thousand years, the Divine Dynasty has existed, Divine Prison has stood there. The Divine Prison is an ancient prison, its origins and depths unknown. It has eighteen levels and is the gateway to the Demon Realm at the bottom. Successive Divine Dynasties have relied on it as a vital instrument. However, over the years it has fallen into disrepair, the seal has gradually weakened, and demons have repeatedly escaped.
Towards the end of the Divine Dynasty, there was a regent named Zhao Zheng who ruled for ten years. He was disliked by the emperor and committed suicide. His son, Zhao Heng, was rescued by an old jailer in the Divine Prison and hidden in the prison.
The Emperor was enraged and summoned the Imperial Preceptor Cang Xuan, Peak Stage in the Tenth Realms, to descend from the mountain and subdue him. Cang Xuan Divine Prison, where he was subdued by the jailers and imprisoned on the thirteenth level for a hundred years before being released. The Emperor fled in terror and never dared to enter again for the rest of his life.
Thirty years later, a jailer suddenly appeared in the sky above the capital, wielding the Divine Prison, his aura of the Eleventh Realm shaking the world.
The people prostrated themselves, and the officials trembled with fear.
The jailer said, "There will be no more Divine Prison in this world. I will take the Heavenly Dao Way with me. You are free."
Having said this, the Divine Prison transformed into light and vanished, never to be seen again.
With the loss of the Divine Prison, the Heavenly Dragon Divine Dynasty also declined. The Emperor lost the authority of Heavenly Dao, and various vassal states rose up, plunging the world into chaos.
For the next five hundred years, heroes vied for power, but eventually unified the country. When the new dynasty was established and history was written, it was said, "The loss of the Divine Prison was the return of Heavenly Dao's will."
The freedom of all people is something we would not hesitate to do even in times of chaos. However, the old jailer's name and fate remain unknown.
Some say that the Divine Prison was not originally a prison, but rather a manifestation of ancient sages, used to suppress the Demon Realm and protect all living beings. With the Demon Realm's passage sealed, the sages took the prison with them, returning to the Heavenly Dao. Their statement of "taking the Heavenly Dao Way with them" might be a self-description.
Five hundred years later, the Divine Prison no longer existed in the world, and no one knew the name of the old jailer.
Occasionally, strange phenomena would appear in the sky above the capital. When the clouds and fog cleared, some people would see a hunched figure holding a pipe, slowly walking into the clouds.