Zhang Yu reached out and picked up the Demon-Subduing Canon. The instant his hand touched it, miserable wails and cries flooded into his senses, though they lasted only a brief moment.
Knowing there had to be a Mystic Anomaly within this canon, he found his interest piqued instead.
He slowly opened it. Upon the ginger-yellow pages was a peculiar script: each character took the form of a devil undergoing punishment, leaping and howling endlessly within the text.
He immediately understood that anyone lacking cultivation or steadfast resolve would likely fall into the path of evil with a single glance. The person who had compiled this record must have been deeply versed in such arts—perhaps even Wei Tingzhi's patriarch.
Daoist texts such as this involved many Dao methods. With righteousness and evil difficult to distinguish, their mysteries were elusive and unpredictable; words that seemed contradictory from beginning to end could not be hastily skimmed. They required careful contemplation, and for now, he could only gain a general understanding.
It expounded methods of subduing demons and defending the Dao, using demonic writings to restrain demons. Every stroke seemed crossed by blades and swords. The farther he read, the more he felt a magnificent righteous aura pouring forth from the pages, utterly different from the shrill, miserable cries he had sensed earlier.
After reading it, he picked up the second volume. Upon touching it, he seemed to hear immortal music. The moment he opened it, the characters upon the white silk pages transformed into Heavenly Maidens. Fragrant ink lingered faintly, their dances graceful and exquisite; as he watched, wondrous celestial melodies and profound truths seemed to circle his ears without end.
It clearly described the various methods of demons, yet anyone seeing it for the first time would only find the righteous energy