With a demon-slaying poem from Wanhua, every word stained in blood and every line steeped in killing intent, brilliant Poetry Rings formed and imprisoned the towering Demon Race Heavenly Court high above the Nine Heavens.
Those twenty-eight blood-colored characters were not merely a cage. They were like twenty-eight invisible purgatories, relentlessly tormenting the minds of every demon within the Heavenly Court day and night.
The pain of Killing Intent Devours the Heart was no ordinary injury. It struck directly at one's Dao Foundation, interrogated one's Karmic Debt, and turned the Heavenly Court—once filled with Auspicious Clouds and ethereal immortal music—into a place of bleak sorrow and unending wails.
Dijun and Taiyi, the two supreme rulers of the Demon Race, bore the greatest pressure.
Not only did they have to resist the frenzied backlash of their inner demons, with the Karmic Debt born of imperial ambition and past conquests magnified without limit, but they also had to do their utmost to maintain the basic functioning of the Heavenly Court and prevent its collapse from within.
Though the Chaos Bell Sound could temporarily ease the pain, it could not eradicate it. Instead, the constant resistance steadily depleted Taiyi's foundation.
Dijun used the River Diagram and Luo Script to deduce countless possibilities, yet he could never find a way to break this Literary Heart Slaying Sword, this blade of principle that transcended divine abilities and spells.
For the first time, he felt helplessness and defeat stemming from the very level of Dao Lineage.
"A Primordial Chaos Sage... could actually be this terrifying!"
Blood seeped from the corner of Taiyi's mouth. Looking down at the chaotic Heavenly Court below, his eyes held both fury and shock, as well as a trace of regret that was difficult to detect. They had underestimated the resolve and