Go to the Demon Prison Hall / A Demonic Cultivator Named Miko (End)

"You are the Heavenly Dao!"

Upon hearing Yotsuya Miko's explanation, the Myriad Transformation Devil Venerable quickly realized that he had made a mistake.

That small world... no, that small world itself is a trap. The Heavenly Dao of that world and the Heavenly Dao of the Xuanhui Realm are completely integrated!

"Yes! Yes!"

His voice regained its composure, and the gray-black aura began to dissipate the aura of the Eye of Heaven even more rapidly.

"I should have realized long ago that the Xuanhui Realm would never tolerate such a small world drawing upon its foundation, and I should have realized long ago that the Heavenly Dao can be divided! Small world or you, you are nothing more than a part of the Heavenly Dao!"

"Nightmare Refining Art"

He paused, then uttered those words.

"Hmm, the Nightmare Refining Art."

Yotsuya Miko nodded, affirming his answer. Because she was blind, and her cultivation was now focused on her eyes, her spiritual realm had returned to its original Spirit Embodiment Stage.

This was her realm before she absorbed the Ghosts from the Xuanhui Realm, and it was also the realm she truly mastered.

"You know the least about the study of the True Spirit, and that is precisely why the Heavenly Dao can create life. Therefore, that's why you fell for their trap..."

As he spoke, Zhang Qiudao unleashed countless wisps of gray-black energy in her direction, completely obliterating her body into nothingness.

"Scheme? Hmph! I'd like to see how you scheme next!"

Zhang Qiudao could see clearly that under his gray-black aura, Yotsuya Miko's body, which was originally only at the Spirit Embodiment Stage, quickly melted away completely like butter coming into contact with a raging fire, along with her soul, and she died thoroughly. However, the Eye of Heaven was still struggling and did not stop its actions because of Yotsuya Miko's death.

He wasn't angry, but instead channeled the gray-black energy into the Xuanhui Realm. He was going to deal with the other Yotsuya Miko — the Demon Prison Hall Master.

"No matter what kind of scheme it was, it's time to end things by killing you two first!"

He had the confidence and the ability to do so. He knew that no one in the Xuanhui Realm could stand against him, and even Yotsuya Miko was merely using her special abilities to disrupt his plans.

"Ha, scheming? Then I'll see how you try to stop me, Yotsuya Miko!"

Within the Xuanhui Realm, Zhang Qiudao's voice rang out once more, carrying an unyielding majesty.

The Demon Prison Hall Master stood atop Tongtian Peak, sighing at the approaching gray-black aura, and tucked the dark purple token in his hand into his sleeve.

Facing Zhang Qiudao's fierce attack, he uttered a few words softly.

"Soul Splitting Flesh Crushing Nail."

The grayish-black aura brushed across her face, but it did not cause her any harm.

"The Heavenly Devil False Body True Understanding".

The Demon Prison Purgatory Scripture was activated according to her thoughts, absorbing the gray and black energy.

"Heavenly Devil Corpse Unraveling Great Method"

As she absorbed the dark gray energy, the Demon Prison Hall Master's aura surged even higher. Her gaze turned to the amorphous forms beyond the sky, and she exhaled softly.

"The Demon Prison Purgatory Scripture is designed to deal with all celestial demons. Do you think these celestial demon energies are exempt?"

"Impossible! It's clearly up there..."

Zhang Qiudao's voice suddenly stopped. He was probably panicking and losing sight of the bigger picture. He was about to say that these demonic energies possessed the power of the Heavenly Dao, but he quickly realized that he was dealing with an independent entity of the Heavenly Dao.

Then why did Yotsuya Miko was standing in front of him, suddenly...?

Upon thinking of this, Zhang Qiudao immediately recalled the Yotsuya Miko, who had been consumed by the Heavenly Demon Qi. Since her avatar, the Nightmare Refining Art, cultivated the Imprisoning Demon Prison Purgatory Scripture, then her original self should also know how to deal with the Heavenly Demon Qi. Why...?

Then, he finally noticed the names of several spells uttered by the Demon Prison Hall Master.

In that brief moment, Zhang Qiudao finally understood why Yotsuya Miko had spoken to him for so long. It wasn't just to lull him into a false sense of security and awaken the Eye of Heaven, but also to make a sacrifice.

She sacrificed herself—no, no, no, she sacrificed the Eye of Heaven!

The gray-black energy that had been binding the Eye of Heaven suddenly scattered in all directions, like mice encountering a cat. The Eye of Heaven, which had been struggling, did not stop its struggle because of the dissipating gray-black energy. It seemed that it was not struggling because of the gray-black energy, but for some other reason that it was struggling desperately.

Zhang Qiudao fell silent. He wanted to escape this place, but having already achieved half of the Dao Integration, he could not leave the Xuanhui Realm. Forcibly leaving the Dao Integration Realm would be tantamount to death, and it was already too late.

He waited silently, waiting for the golden eye of heaven to be dyed crimson by an even more powerful force, becoming the embodiment of a powerful heavenly demon.

This demon was not entirely unfamiliar to him.

"To use oneself as a pretext, and then offer the Eye of Heaven as a sacrifice to summon Him, is an act of utter madness. Because of such an act, the entire Xuanhui Realm will be reduced to nothingness, and no one will escape unscathed."

Zhang Qiudao reappeared, his expression filled with complex emotions.

He knew that his path to enlightenment was now completely severed.

"Everyone says that I, Zhang Qiudao, am a first-rate demon in the world, known as the Myriad Transformation Devil Venerable. You should also be considered a demon, truly worthy of being my disciple, Zhang Qiudao."

He stood with his hands behind his back, coldly watching the descent of the Heavenly Demon before him.

"However, I am not so desperate as to offer my neck for slaughter because of this situation. The Demonic Path has always feared the strong and dreaded the weak."

Chapter 353 Going to the Demon Prison Hall

"What you think is true.-5<>,] abandon the jiu'?"

Looking at the aura that suddenly appeared in the sky, the Demon Prison Hall Master couldn't help but sigh again.

Knowing Yotsuya Miko's memories, she naturally knew what that aura was. In the past, Zhang Qiudao created the spell "Soul Splitting Flesh Crushing Nail," and because he used it the most, his aura was naturally most familiar to the Heavenly Demon who was being manipulated by the Soul Splitting Flesh Crushing Nail.

All Yotsuya Miko did was offer up her cultivation acquired in the Netherworld and a portion of the Heavenly Dao as a sacrifice to awaken this Heavenly Demon, finally making this deluded being, far superior to Zhang Qiudao, realize the fact that its flesh and blood had been manipulated.

Therefore, it was time for Him to settle accounts with Zhang Qiudao.

Zhang Qiudao never considered the possibility of awakening this Heavenly Demon, after all, only such a sacrifice could make it possible. After all, who would have thought that Heaven would offer itself as a sacrifice?

She spoke softly, stroking the dark purple token hidden in her sleeve.

"Now, it's time to divide the Xuanhui Realm."

"Hateful!"

Maintaining his physical form, Zhang Qiudao stared solemnly at the Eye of the Heavenly Demon before him. The body of the Heavenly Dao was insufficient to fully contain the power of this Heavenly Demon, yet even just a portion of its power was already making it difficult for him to cope.

Enlightenment Realm is not the end, nor is harmony with the Tao.

He knew this in his heart, and it was precisely because he knew this that he was unwilling to be stuck at the level of the Enlightenment Realm.

Seeing the Heavenly Demon Eye before him, which he could not inflict much damage with all his skills, and which even looked at him with a mocking expression, Zhang Qiudao couldn't help but feel a sense of resentment.

The Dao Integration Realm is the authority of Heaven and Earth, and even he cannot fathom the realms beyond it. If one truly reaches that realm, the Dao Integration Realm would be viewed as nothing more than an ant, a vast difference beyond measure.

He could not perceive, speculate on, or even think about the power displayed by the Eye of the Heavenly Demon before him. This power was like the Heavenly Dao of the past, exceeding the scope of his cognition and completely suppressing all his effective means with incomprehensible might.

"Perhaps this incomprehensible realm can be called the Non-Dao?"

At this point, Zhang Qiudao had also become much more clear-headed, realizing that the Heavenly Demon Eye before him was harboring the intention of toying with him. He jokingly called the power of the Heavenly Demon Eye, which far exceeded his control, "Non-Dao," meaning "the Dao" that is different from the Dao of Heaven. Non-Dao but far surpasses the Dao, and perhaps it can also be called "Profound Dao," with "profound" meaning "far away."

Even though he felt he couldn't fight back, Zhang Qiudao never gave up. Like a moth drawn to a flame, he used every means at his disposal, just like his pursuit of the Dao, never giving up until the very last moment.

"Since I can seize your flesh and blood to create a spell,"

He finally stopped caring about the Xuanhui Realm and focused all his attention on the Heavenly Demon Eye in front of him.

"How could I willingly be defeated by your mere body? If I die, so be it; if I don't die..."

As he spoke, the entire Xuanhui Realm suddenly began to tremble. The nascent vegetation on the originally desolate Xuanhui Realm turned to ashes in a short moment, mountains collapsed, and rivers and seas dried up.

The earth trembled and cracked, the sky rose and the canopy crumbled.

The once pristine earth suddenly appeared with countless bottomless abysses, filled with surging lava. The once intact sky was now scattered like tattered cloth, no longer a picture of holes in cloth, but rather a large area torn open, leaving only a few remnants to cover it, thus losing its original protective function.

The invasion from outside the boundary surged into the Xuanhui Realm in an instant, like an air-conditioned room suddenly having its window opened in summer. The original cool air mixed with the incoming hot air, losing its coolness.

Having reached this point, the Demon Prison Hall Master knew that Zhang Qiudao was finally going to fight to the death.

She put on her mask, closed her eyes, and sensed the Xuanhui Realm, which had lost most of its foundation to Zhang Qiudao, immersing herself deeply in it.

There was another place, another place that Zhang Qiudao had not yet taken care of.

The Demon Prison Hall Master muttered to herself, her current task being to seize control of the heavens and earth over that region.

Finally, after diving deep, she sensed this place— the Netherworld.

Without any hesitation, the Demon Prison Hall Master unleashed her full power, revealing the essence of the Heavenly Dao. The Netherworld, whose understanding of it was already superficial, quickly received her aura and acknowledged her status.

"The Netherworld, the underground passage..."

When she opened her eyes again, she murmured those two words, which eventually turned into a long sigh.

"It's time to go."

Her voice was very soft, and it spread far on the wind, reaching the ears of every cultivator who was still struggling to survive.

These cultivators, whose minds had been largely shattered by the sight of the Xuanhui Realm's current devastation, showed little reaction. They numbly stared at the ravaged earth and sky, silently awaiting their own deaths, for they knew they were powerless to escape the Xuanhui Realm.

They were born as part of the Xuanhui Realm; when they died, their True Spirit shattered, and their flesh and Soul Body returned to the Xuanhui Realm.

In a sense, they are like parasites living on their host, causing the host a lot of headaches. However, no matter how arrogant they are, they are ultimately bound to the host in life and death.

"It's time to go."

Go? Where to?

Feeling lost and powerless, they thought sadly to themselves. At times like this, very few people could remain calm.

The sect leader of the Jade Pure Sect lost all hope of living because of the death of the Heavenly Dao. How much more so for this group of people? They only cherish their lives and are unwilling to commit suicide. They have to wait for an opportunity that makes them die in a way that they cannot resist.

Which way to go?

The Supreme Elder of the Profound Sky Sect Supreme Elder sighed. He mingled among the cultivators, rescuing those who were determined to die and settling them on a still intact patch of land. He was the first to realize the truth, having already understood it during the banquet at Tongtian Peak, because he had returned to his original realm Demon Prison Purgatory Scripture.

Even with this realization, he still didn't know what to do next.

He hoped the Demon Prison Hall Master could give him an answer.

"To the Demon Prison Hall."

Zhao Zuoyi left behind dozens of cultivators, haphazardly tossing them to the ground like pebbles.

This former giant of the Demonic Path did not feel lost or saddened by the destruction of the Xuanhui Realm; instead, his eyes revealed a new longing.

"The newly reborn Demon Prison Hall."

He murmured,

"It has arrived, and it is even more vast than the Xuanhui Realm."

"The Demon Prison Hall?"

"That's right, the Demon Prison Hall."

The voice of the Demon Prison Hall Master rang out again, accompanied by a stirring in the hearts of the cultivators. In an instant, they suddenly felt something begin to draw them in, and their sorrow for the Xuanhui Realm began to lessen.

That throbbing sensation came from underground, growing ever stronger.

"From this day forward, you are no longer beings of the Xuanhui Realm, but members of the Demon Prison Hall. You are—"

"Ghost Official."

Chapter 354 A Demonic Cultivator Named Miko (The End)

"After a person dies, their True Spirit does not shatter, but becomes connected with their Soul Body, forming a ghost. The word 'ghost' means 'returning.' This is because the cycle of life and death is constant; the living will die, and the dead will be reborn. Therefore, ghosts return to the Demon Prison Hall, from where they enter the cycle of the Demon Prison Hall, washing away their past life memories and being reborn as humans."

"Then... is there a distinction between good and evil? For example, the good are reincarnated as gods, while the evil are reborn as livestock."

That's a good question.

The old man stroked his beard, looked at the young man before him, and was taken aback by his question at first, then chuckled.

"The Demon Prison Hall merely establishes an order of life and death, but it has no predetermined good or evil. Besides, do you really think the Demon Prison Hall is good?"

Isn't that so?

The young man retorted, leaving Zhao Zuoyi somewhat helpless. If it were any other newcomer, he wouldn't have bothered to say such things, but the person in front of him was rather unusual.

If Zhao Zuoyi were to tell the young man about his experiences in the Demon Prison Hall, he would probably find it absurd.

"Alas, that's not something I should be discussing."

Zhao Zuoyi shook his head, completely ignoring the question, and led the young man into the main hall in front of him.

Although it is called the Demon Prison Hall, it is actually no different from any other world. Based on the Netherworld, it has become a place suitable for Ghosts to live in. It is in charge of the reincarnation of humans in dozens of worlds, and also shoulders the responsibility of fighting against external aliens for these worlds.