We're Not Finished Yet / Imprisoning the Demon

"Hmph! These are deceptive and misleading words!"

Before anyone else could even process what was happening, a Nascent Soul cultivator roared like thunder the moment the Demon Prison Hall Master's words fell, his words seemingly conveying a sense of righteous indignation.

"How can you trust the words of Demonic Path person? You demon are just deliberately trying to kill people! Otherwise, why didn't you bring out the Myriad Sha Demon Slaying Array sooner?"

Produce it soon? Do you really think such a formation is so easy to obtain?

The Demon Prison Hall Master dismissed such remarks as a joke. Leaving aside the fact that this process involved deduction from scratch, the arrangement of materials and personnel alone was no easy feat; otherwise, why would she have summoned these Enlightenment Cultivators and involved these major sects?

While it's not impossible for her to personally intervene and hold off the battle to secure the completion of the Myriad Sha Demon Slaying Array, doing so would leave her unable to handle the subsequent situation and significantly diminish the effectiveness of her original plan.

At that point, the war between the Heavenly Demons and the Dark Realm would be a minor matter; the true catastrophe that would destroy the world would be one that had no solution.

"That's true, then I shouldn't bring out the Myriad Sha Demon Slaying Array."

He found it amusing, but outwardly accepted the cultivator's words calmly, completely ignoring the aura emanating from the Enlightenment Cultivator around him.

"Or perhaps I should dispose of it privately? I shouldn't meddle in the affairs of the Xuanhui Realm, after all, it still has a master."

Halfway through her sentence, she couldn't help but glance at the Jade Pure Sect Master beside her.

"The Heaven Imprisoning Desire Calculation Scripture's is something Zhang Qiudao borrowed from the Heavenly Observation Calculation Book' of the Jade Pure Sect. Although I don't know what the Heaven Imprisoning Desire Calculation Scripture's is, I do know the Heavenly Observation Calculation Book '."

Upon hearing this, the Jade Pure Sect Master frowned, somewhat confused about what the Demon Prison Hall Master was talking about. The Demon Prison Hall Master, however, was too lazy to explain, and simply raised his aura.

"The Myriad Sha Demon Slaying Array does indeed have its own selfish desires. After all, it's quite difficult to so easily seize the spiritual energy of the Xuanhui Realm. Only by relying on you Enlightenment Cultivator to communicate with the Heavenly Dao can such a goal be achieved. Speaking of which, what would happen if the Xuanhui Realm were without spiritual energy?"

She unleashed her Nascent Soul cultivation without reservation, and the Enlightenment Cultivator was originally confronting her suddenly changed his expression, his aura plummeted, and he quickly fell from the Enlightenment Realm to the Nascent Soul realm.

But the one who caused all this was not the Demon Prison Hall Master, but another one in the sky.

Chapter 346 We're not done yet

"You fiend, what have you done?!"

The dramatic drop in the cultivation levels of these Enlightenment Cultivator left the surrounding Nascent Soul cultivators bewildered. Fear flashed across their faces as they loudly questioned the Demon Prison Hall Master, who was surrounded within their ranks.

They were unaware of what had happened, but the few Enlightenment Cultivator knew perfectly well; their faces turned ashen instantly, unable to accept it.

Especially the sect leader of the Jade Pure Sect, who originally appeared calm and composed, believing his calculations were flawless, suddenly burst into wild laughter as he looked up at the sky.

"Hahahaha-- Imprisoning Heaven! Heaven Imprisoning Desire Calculation Scripture! Myriad Transformation Devil Venerable!"

After uttering a few words, before the accompanying cultivators could react, he acted like a madman, his eyes becoming bloodshot, and he unleashed an undisguised hatred upon the Demon Prison Hall Master.

"You too are the one who will destroy the heavens!"

As he spoke, all his strength coalesced into a single point, a shimmering blue-yellow point that shot swiftly toward the Demon Prison Hall Master, without much fanfare.

However, this attack made the Demon Prison Hall Master frown, and he pointed a finger at the green and yellow light in front of him.

"I'm not one of Zhang Laomo's men."

With that, he stopped talking, his fingertips touching the blue-yellow light, unleashing a tremendous burst of power.

In an instant, the small ball of cyan-yellow light suddenly exploded, and countless streams of air scattered in all directions. The cyan-yellow light that exploded, along with the air centered on the Demon Prison Hall Master, enveloped the entire platform in an instant.

Before the airflow could reach the cultivators, the exploding azure and yellow light enveloped all the cultivators on the platform. The Nascent Soul cultivators who came into contact with the azure and yellow light were eroded by it before they could even react, their cultivation instantly shattered. With the destruction of their cultivation, their physical bodies were also worn away by the azure and yellow light, truly dissipating into the world.

Within a few breaths after the burst of azure and yellow light, only Nascent Soul cultivators and a dozen or so Nascent Soul cultivators who had temporarily recovered and possessed considerable strength remained on the scene. The platform that should have been flat was now dented with a large hole, and countless disciples from various sects who had been there to receive them also perished.

The azure-yellow light seemed to have an intention to overflow, and the air currents caused by the burst finally swept across the entire platform, clearing away the debris that had been temporarily left on the platform after being swept by the azure-yellow light. Most of these debris were precious items of tough texture, or Magic Tool made by cultivators, but they were already broken and unusable due to this attack.

What are you doing?!

A few breaths later, the cultivators who were originally at the Enlightenment Realm stage beside the Jade Pure Sect Master finally managed to cope. They used their supernatural abilities in shock and anger to finally suppress the azure-yellow light that had been mostly dissipated by the Demon Prison Hall Master and was now only left with residual power.

"Calm down!"

"Calm down? How can you expect me to calm down?!"

The Jade Pure Sect Master, as if possessed, glared at the Demon Prison Hall Master before him with gritted teeth. Among these Enlightenment Cultivators, his realm was closest to that of the Supreme Elder of the Profound Sky Sect Supreme Elder, and therefore he could hear more of the will of the Heavenly Dao than the other Enlightenment Cultivator.

"The Heavenly Dao... is dead!"

"Dead?"

The few Enlightenment Cultivator had intended to dissuade him were struck dumb by these words, their minds momentarily detached. They quickly realized, as if struck by lightning, that these words from the Jade Pure Sect Master were truly profound.

It's true.

"Dead."

The Demon Prison Hall Master spoke calmly, flicking her index finger that had withstood the attack from the Jade Pure Sect Master. A section of her index fingernail had broken off from the blow, causing her some pain.

"It was destined that it wouldn't survive until today. The Myriad Sha Demon Slaying Array seized a large amount of spiritual energy from heaven and earth, severing its lifeline. You cultivators were forcibly resurrected by it despite the inability of heaven and earth to contain you, and it forcibly elevated twelve Enlightenment Cultivator, putting you on the verge of death. Even without the Myriad Sha Demon Slaying Array, the Xuanhui Realm would have eventually perished due to the continuous invasion of the Heavenly Demons. However, by then, you will be completely unable to deal with the culprit who caused all this. It's better to make a drastic decision and use the death of the Heavenly Dao to force this guy out first. In any case, in the end, he's only after all plotting against the Heavenly Dao."

As she spoke, she looked towards the sky again, then changed the subject.

"Am I right, Old Devil Zhang?"

Zhang Laomo?

With this title and explanation, the monks still present finally realized a fact they had never considered before.

"Demon Prison Hall Master... Could it be that the war against the Heavenly Demons has come to this... all because of Zhang Qiudao's scheme?"

An old Daoist priest spoke bitterly, looking at the Black Robed Person with the Wrathful Ghost Mask before him. Beside him, the sect leader of the Jade Pure Sect was being suppressed by the group of them. It was already a full-force attack, and now that his cultivation level had declined and his spiritual energy was thin, the sect leader of the Jade Pure Sect had also lost his intelligence, so suppressing him was not difficult.

"So what if it is? So what if it isn't?"

The Demon Prison Hall Master did not answer him; instead, another voice answered him, a majestic and resounding voice from the heavens above.

"Fearing the strong and dreading the weak, even if you are plotted against, it should be your calamity."

This sentence answered the old Daoist priest, but it wasn't just an answer for the old Daoist priest; it was meant to inform all the cultivators who survived in this world.

"Heaven's calculations are boundless, and man's calculations cannot match them. What if we were not human?"

"What if it's... a Heavenly Demon?"

The Supreme Elder of the Profound Sky Sect, who had long since fallen to the Nascent Soul stage, remained silent, just as he had during the great cataclysm of the past, listening quietly to these pronouncements that declared the heavens and earth, and silently sipping his tea.

He probably understood why he hadn't been able to advance to the Enlightenment Realm for so many years.

It wasn't the blockade of heaven and earth, nor Zhang Qiudao's arbitrary decision, but rather a self-awareness of one's own inferiority.

"The Myriad Transformation Devil Venerable is still the same Myriad Transformation Devil Venerable as before. And the Profound Sky Sect is still the same Profound Sky Sect as before."

He sighed, staring blankly at a small booklet placed beside the teacup, and finally made up his mind to open the book, which had the words "Demon Prison Purgatory Scripture" written on the cover.

In the Netherworld, Zhao Zuoyi no longer knew what to do.

Even in this Netherworld, Zhang Qiudao's voice was not significantly affected and was clearly heard by him. It should be said that he was no stranger to this Myriad Transformation Devil Venerable, and his fear of him outweighed his awe of the Demon Prison Hall Master.

"... The Xuanhui Realm is finished."

"Yes, the Xuanhui Realm is finished."

Yotsuya Miko didn't react much to his defeat; she simply continued absorbing the remnants of the Netherworld, transforming these Ghosts into her own cultivation. After all, such a sumptuous feast was a rare treat.

"To be precise, it's the cultivators of the Xuanhui Realm who are finished."

She spoke casually, tossing a notebook in front of Zhao Zuoyi.

"We haven't yet."

Chapter 347 Imprisoning Demons

The sky changed; it became completely dark and gloomy.

The sky, which was originally a pale blue, gradually turned grayish-black, like clear water stained with ink.

The ethereal clouds dissipated, leaving only a black curtain. On that black curtain, the scorching sun was also swallowed by the shadows, slowly eroded from its outline, becoming fragmented, then resembling the moon, before finally disappearing completely.

As the light faded, it turned into unseen darkness.

With the birth of darkness, the monks on this land did nothing, for they were powerless to do anything at this moment.

The Heavenly Dao died, and the originally thin spiritual energy dissipated on this land. The spiritual energy within the cultivators' bodies began to flow out uncontrollably, as if some inexplicable and strange force was drawing away their spiritual energy.

High-level cultivators can resist such absorption, but low-level cultivators lose most of their cultivation in a short moment.

Not long after the darkness, mortals appeared in the Xuanhui Realm.

The Demon Prison Hall Master Palace, hidden within the darkness, witnessed the strange changes taking place in the Xuanhui Realm with great indifference.

"The destruction of the Xuanhui Realm is only a matter of time. In the past, the Heavenly Dao stopped Zhang Qiudao's world-destroying actions, and now it would be easy for him to do the same. But this time, there is no Heavenly Dao to help you."

The tragic state of the Xuanhui Realm and the plight of its human race had no effect on this monster born from the Nightmare Refining Art. Everything she did was simply in accordance with her own will, and she had only one will.

"However, the Way of Heaven is dead, and it is time to establish a new Way."

The Demon Prison Hall Master gazed at the sky with his crimson eyes, shining brightly in the darkness where nothing else was visible.

"Establish a new path?!"

Upon hearing this, the sect leader of the Jade Pure Sect found it amusing, yet also felt a strange, indescribable feeling. He was now disregarding everything else and acted without restraint.

"The Heavenly Dao is dead. The Myriad Transformation Devil Venerable is now determined to destroy the Xuanhui Realm. What can you do? You can only wait to die!"

He knew the power of the Demon Prison Hall Master, and he knew even more about the power of Zhang Qiudao. Whether it was the Heavenly Demon War, severely injuring the Heavenly Dao, or killing the Heavenly Dao, this Myriad Transformation Devil Venerable had reached a level that was unimaginable to them.

To Zhang Qiudao, they were now like ants, completely helpless.

"We might as well just kill ourselves sooner rather than later, ha--hahahaha!"

He grinned, releasing all his restraints and letting his spiritual energy flow out. Then, with a fierce rage, he slammed his palm against his forehead to preserve his purity and avoid being killed by Zhang Qiudao in a fit of pique.

His actions went unchecked. The cultivators who had been suppressing the Jade Pure Sect were already unsettled and loosened their restraints. When they heard his words, they thought he had gone mad and wanted to self-destruct. They were too busy dodging to stop him, so they could only watch helplessly as the Jade Pure Sect died a tragic death.

Even as he died, he wondered why he hadn't self-destructed, but instead chose this unclean act of suicide. It wasn't until someone belatedly sensed their own soul that they realized it wasn't that he didn't want to self-destruct, but that he simply couldn't.

"His soul is locked up..."

The one who was aware of it said dejectedly.

"His cultivation level... is practically nonexistent."

Upon hearing this, the cultivators' expressions changed at first, realizing that what he meant by "soul lock" was that their cultivation could not be used. However, they quickly understood and simply took it as the end of their hopes of escape.

"Today, the Xuanhui Realm's Lin Qier'er is doomed to destruction."

An old Daoist priest sighed.

"Consider it as living a few more days. Otherwise, we would have died long ago during the world-destroying calamity brought by the Myriad Transformation Devil Venerable."

The old Daoist closed his eyes, and many of his experiences in the war against the Heavenly Demons flashed through his mind.

He was considered lucky, as he was favored by Heaven and promoted to the Path of Enlightenment Cultivator. Moreover, with his cultivation level of 32, he made many contributions in the war against the Heavenly Demons, killing many Heavenly Demons. He was worthy of being resurrected by Heaven.

As for his life before...

The old Daoist shook his head, no longer intending to recall the past. He thought to himself that he would sit quietly on this Tongtian Peak platform and see what method the Myriad Transformation Devil Venerable would use to kill him.

If one were to participate in this banquet now or in the future, one could simply stay within one's own sect and await death alongside the sect.

On second thought, the Demon Prison Hall Master still appeared calm and collected, suggesting he might have some hidden tricks up his sleeve. A glimmer of hope arose in his eyes, and he turned his gaze back to the Demon Prison Hall Master.

These thoughts lingered for only a few breaths after the sigh, breaths that were shortly after the death of the Jade Pure Sect and less than a moment after the darkness enveloped the Profound Xuanhui Realm.

There was little sound in the world. After Zhang Qiudao finished speaking, he never uttered another word, and the Demon Prison Hall Master also remained silent, witnessing the death of the Jade Pure Sect without refuting his words.

However, the moment after the old Daoist sighed and ended his thoughts, a loud noise suddenly came from the Xuanhui Realm, which was originally shrouded in darkness.

A sharp cry and a mournful wail,

It was as if it were mourning the death of the Way of Heaven, and also resenting the one who killed the Way of Heaven.

The wails echoed Xuanhui Realm, reaching from the heavens to the Netherworld.

The sound of wind, rain, and thunder.

The extremely shrill wails awakened the wind, rain, thunder, and lightning of heaven and earth, startling the dazed cultivators.

They guessed who was making the wailing, but they couldn't see the owner in the darkness, nor could they even tell where it was.

However, they suddenly looked up at the sky as if by unspoken agreement, at the still discernible heaven and earth—the ground beneath their feet, and the sky above.

"Boom!"

A flash of silver light appeared, followed by a sudden clap of thunder.

Countless bolts of lightning shattered the darkness, breaking through the darkness and creating a ray of light in this land of despair.

And standing tall and imposing amidst the lightning and the light was a giant.