Chapter 583 Blood Demon's Seal Not Yet Completed, Enemy from Beyond the Heavens Appears!
In the chaotic East Sea, on an unknown, desolate island.
The bright sunshine and gentle breeze quickly changed the scene. Dark clouds rolled in the sky, demonic energy filled the air, and the once calm sea became turbulent.
"The wind is picking up..."
A Foundation Establishment cultivator, piloting a fishing boat-like magical artifact, watched the scene of the world changing color and quickly gave instructions.
"Everyone, channel your spiritual energy and leave this sea area at full speed."
A gentle breeze merges and expands.
The storm arrived silently, and a chill that went straight to the heart came from nowhere. The sea surface crystallized, and the towering waves that seemed to rival the heavens quickly solidified.
The snow fell heavily, and a vortex suddenly appeared in the sky where dark clouds churned, from which a moon disc, shimmering with a soft glow like the moon, emerged.
Snow melts into ice crystals, and hailstones the size of boulders draw away the moisture from thousands of miles away, constantly converging towards the illusory image of the moon, a condensation process that seems long but is actually instantaneous.
It was just a blink of an eye.
A huge, boundless frost-covered moon stood still, only a few feet above the sea, while a tiny, humanoid phantom stood beneath it.
The overwhelming demonic energy belonging to the Crimson Kite Demon Cultivator seemed poised to completely erode this world. Its mere appearance caused the space to tremble and crack open.
Suddenly, a blinding ray of moonlight radiated outwards from the frosty moon.
An even more astonishing scene unfolded.
The spaces that were forced to crack were frozen solid, and the entire sea area was frozen solid, regardless of whether it was a tiny mayfly or a powerful fourth-order sea monster.
Even consciousness was there, falling into absolute silence.
Everything was frozen.
Only the figure with eyes flashing with black-blue demonic light strolled leisurely through the silent realm, sometimes looking at the seabed, sometimes at the sky.
It finally came to rest in front of the frozen spatial rift.
This person is none other than Wang Yu!
The breakthrough in the Guanghan Dharma Intent was successfully completed. This Nascent Soul realm, capable of freezing space and consciousness, was called by him—【Frosty Moon Realm】.
The reason for this name is not only because of its distinctive features.
It can also make it difficult for people to determine the true effect of the meaning through the name, which can be somewhat misleading, and it is very similar to his innate supernatural power.
Those who know him well are likely to suffer losses when they first encounter this artistic conception.
"Excellent, excellent!"
Wang Yu stroked his chin with satisfaction.
The greater the power one possesses, the more at peace one feels.
The birth of the Frosty Moon Realm greatly enhanced his explosive power, which, combined with his innate divine power, magic weapon, and dharma form, and further combined with the power control of the Body Refinement Realm, greatly enhanced his explosive power.
Its power might reach the upper limit of the Nascent Soul stage, and there is even a certain possibility that it may even touch the Void Refinement stage, but it cannot be determined before a real attempt is made.
Once he was fully familiar with this new power of artistic conception.
He also mastered the prototype of the weapon he had condensed, which was a white jade plate like the moon, cold and piercing. Although it was still an illusory form, it had already shown an essence that was stronger than the Soul Sword.
"As expected of the perfect combination of Yin and Frost, although the former is of higher nature, it is based on the latter. Only when combined with my own body of Frost Demon Essence can it unleash its strongest power."
The demonic energy of demonic cultivators is no weaker than spiritual energy.
They even have greater potential in destruction. Since everyone in Chi Yuan is a demonic cultivator, the unique aspects of demonic energy are rarely manifested.
But if compared with other cultivators...
The art styles are completely different. The unique blue-black color of the Frozen Demon Essence, when used, resembles wisps of demonic mist, making it look anything but a good person.
This is what people often refer to as a place filled with eerie, demonic energy.
It's no wonder that cultivators are divided into righteous and demonic paths. Fortunately, this prejudice only exists among the unruly people of the small world; the "city dwellers" of the upper world do not have this kind of discrimination.
Instead, they prefer demonic cultivators who are powerful and unpredictable.
Having achieved a breakthrough in connecting the Path of Slaughter and the Frosty Moon Realm, Wang Yu simply sat cross-legged on the frozen sea surface, as the cool winds of the Yellow Springs came from the depths of the earth.
The Yellow Springs Dharma, which had long been on the verge of its limit, also achieved a breakthrough under this opportune moment.
"The third realm of artistic conception... emerges!"
The Yellow Springs River flows out from the void. Although it is an illusion, the power it carries is real. Hideous and ugly demons float and sink in the Yellow Springs.
They roared and struggled upwards. As the artistic conception gradually took shape, the evil spirits broke free from the shackles of the Yellow Springs and transformed into countless ghosts to serve Wang Yu on both sides.
It was truly majestic and awe-inspiring, its demonic power overwhelming!
"—The Path of the Underworld's Evil Spirits!"
This is the name of the third kind of Dharma meaning, but this is not the end... As time goes by, the Yellow Springs Evil Ghost Path becomes more and more perfect, and the banner-shaped phantom quickly condenses.
Although it was in its rudimentary form, it was a manifestation of Wang Yu's complete mastery of the artistic conception.
The next moment.
All was silent. The Taiyin Demon Dragon Dharma Form suddenly rose up in the ocean, and the Frosty Moon Artifact shattered into fragments, forming a magnificent suit of armor covered with Taiyin patterns.
The Yellow Springs Demon Banner split into six and inserted behind the Dharma Image, making the moon disc behind the head appear even more noble and radiant. The remaining power of the artistic conception was completely integrated into the Yellow Springs Demon Dragon.
It is the same size as the Asura Demon Dragon, which represents the path of killing.
They detached from the arms and appeared at the feet of the Dharma Image, like mounts or chariots. Although the two magical dragons of the artistic conception were as humble as dust, each of them was actually over a hundred feet in size.
It is only compared to the imposing presence of the Dharma image that this appears insignificant.
Ultimately, the Rakshasa Soul Sword grew larger and appeared hanging on the waist of the Dharma Image, representing a complete transformation of the almost entirely changed Taiyin Demon Dragon Dharma Image.
Its power has increased more than tenfold.
This was only Wang Yu's first attempt, and his method of integrating the artistic conception was a complete mess. There was still a lot of room for improvement. He would integrate the artistic conception of the Aurora Dharma after he had comprehended it to the extreme.
It will surely surpass the strength limits of Nascent Soul cultivators and possess the power of Void Refinement!
This moment.
Wang Yu truly felt that the vision of breaking free from the cage was getting closer and closer to him.
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at the same time.
After Wang Yu achieved a breakthrough in his closed-door cultivation, he...
A figure suddenly appeared within the Blood Abyss.
Dressed in hemp clothing and always sporting a gentle smile, he was the true form of the Ancient Demon of Life, not a clone of the Demon of Life that wreaked havoc outside.
He muttered to himself as he looked down at the sea of blood beneath his feet.
"So you're here... Although the time isn't right yet, it's good to be out and about. There's still a lot of hardship ahead, Blood Demon Brother. Come out and share some of the suffering with me."
The words fell.
The young man in hemp clothing suddenly exploded, and from the countless splattered pieces of flesh, a twisted, disgusting, and indescribable fleshy arm rapidly multiplied.
Those arms, taller than mountains and wider than lakes, growing on a tiny body, are like ants lifting up a mountain—the incongruity is overwhelming.
Suddenly, the fleshy arm plunged into the sea of blood, stirring it violently. The earth-shattering commotion caused the entire sea of blood to boil, and drops of pure black blood plasma were forcibly drawn out by the fleshy arm.
Ultimately, they converged into an exceptionally handsome young man.
He floated naked in mid-air, with transparent rune chains extending from the heavens and earth, firmly locking him in place.
A pair of eyes without pupils suddenly opened.
He stared lifelessly at the young man in hemp clothing.
The living demon suddenly exclaimed in surprise, "Oh~", and circled around the blood demon, marveling at the sight.
"You unlucky bastard, what kind of blood path technique did you practice? You didn't even develop a new consciousness. If that guy finds out, you'll really never see the light of day again."
The Blood Demon kept his head down and remained unresponsive.
This made the demon increasingly bored. He licked the black blood from the corner of his mouth, and his smile suddenly became extremely evil.
"A useless body? Then let it be used to accelerate my growth! Ancient Demon Blood Essence... and from an ancient demon who cultivates the Blood Demon Path, it's incredibly nourishing!!!"
The demon talked to himself, becoming increasingly frantic.
In just half a day.
A beam of blood-red light suddenly pierced through the clouds, even shaking the stability of the chaotic layer of this realm. Such a commotion naturally alarmed the officials of the Boundless Immortal Prison Department of the Immortal Palace.
The Ice Prison Realm imprisons so many ancient demons.
They were already under close surveillance. If it weren't for the fact that the Void Lineage had produced an immortal and that he had the support of his friend, it would have been difficult for him to control such a vast demonic prison on his own.
"My lord, my lord, disaster has struck! Disaster has struck!"
"The Demon Prison trembled, as if an ancient demon had broken free of its seal and was attempting to break through the boundary to escape into the cosmic sea."
The chapel manager in charge of the shifts recently turned pale.
He was merely a peak Void Refinement cultivator, and it was only because he had powerful backers that he was able to hold the position of Twelve City Hell Envoy. Generally speaking, only Dao Integration experts are qualified to hold this position.
As a result, he was assigned many miscellaneous tasks.
He was ostracized by his colleagues.
Although he was dissatisfied, he was there to gain experience and prestige. If he could produce a perfect work resume, it wouldn't be a problem for him to be promoted to the most prestigious [Hun Yuan Jian Tian Department] among the eight departments of the Celestial Palace.
But if something happens in the Demon Prison... that's a matter of life and death!
"Where is the Prison King Spirit Official? Where is he? Such a big thing happened, and they only noticed it when the Ancient Demon knocked on the Realm. That bastard must be held responsible for this."
The Nascent Soul prison guard who delivered the message was taken aback. "My lord is quite adept at officialdom," he thought, and immediately cooperated.
"Commander Zhou has gone to investigate; news should arrive within ten breaths."
really.
Once the chief prison envoy at the head of the hall calmed down, the Heavenly Heart Mirror, which was suspended in the hall, projected a beam of light, and the figure of Commandant Zhou quickly appeared.
"Reporting to the Prison Envoy, the Void Dharma Lineage behind the Prison King Spirit Official has dispatched Daoist Kongkong to the mortal realm to subdue demons, and he carries the Prison King Seal, which should be able to circumvent the rules of the immortals."
Upon hearing this, the prison warden breathed a sigh of relief.
But he still flew into a rage and said, "Such dereliction of duty deserves to be punished by this official. Quickly set up your carriage and go to the Heavenly Prison to see the senior prison chief. This official wants to file a complaint against him."
The jailer's eyes darted around, and he gave a reminder.
"My lord, the senior Fu Jing among the three Grand Prison Guardians is a Mahayana patriarch of the Void Dharma Lineage..."
The second-generation patriarch, the prison warden, suddenly felt a lump in his throat.
He was stuck in a rut, his cheeks turning bright red.
The jailer asked cautiously.
"My lord, shall we still go to the Heavenly Prison?"
"I won't go. I'll submit a written report in three days."
"Yes, sir!"
Obviously.
The prison warden, well-versed in human relationships, chose to do them a favor. Since they had already sent men to the mortal realm, the matter could wait until the results were in before reporting it.
Three days is enough.
Success or failure is none of his business; he just needs to find someone to take over the shift as soon as possible. With that thought in mind, the young master quickly left the Surveillance Hall.
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Not long ago, time rewound.
Outside the Ice Prison Realm, at the Prison King's Palace, the current Prison King Spirit Officer Zhong Ying was waiting respectfully for his teacher, Daoist Kongkong's, arrival. Even with his wounded body, his expression was extremely solemn.
Not long after.
In the pitch-black, boundless void, a purple beam of light arrived on a sword, carrying a Taoist with white beard and black hair, and an eye-shaped jade stone embedded between his brows.
His eyes were filled with indifference.
He snorted coldly as soon as he arrived, and Zhong Ying immediately prostrated himself before him.
He said in a trembling voice:
“The unworthy disciple Zhong Ying pays respects to his master.”
"Hmph, you bastard! Luckily, no disaster has yet occurred. You know to report this to the sect? Have all the experience I taught you been wasted?!"
"Master, please calm down. Your disciple is incompetent and has brought shame upon the sect. It is truly the cunning of the cultivators in the lower realms, especially Lian Tian and a man named Wang Yu, whose schemes and tricks are endless. Your disciple simply cannot defeat them."
More than a thousand years ago, the Taoist Kongkong was also the Prison King Lingguan.
He recognized Lian Tian, but did not know who Wang Yu was. Back then, he had successfully comprehended the rules of immortals and had luckily broken through to the early stage of the Dao Integration Realm. He then gave this lucrative position to his disciple.
Unexpectedly, this has led to the situation we see today.
"Enough with the pleasantries. Once this is settled, I'll teach you a lesson about manners."
Zhong Ying trembled and dared not say another word.
Silence.
The Taoist Kongkong suddenly sighed.
"The matter has been settled. King Jiuyou has long been dissatisfied with Lord Cangxue, and he will help us in this matter. You will wait here for three months..."
However, he didn't finish his sentence.
The chaotic layer of the Ice Prison Realm was severely impacted, and the nearby Prison King's Palace was affected by the shockwave, trembling violently.
The Taoist Kongkong's eyes widened.
With his Void Eye open, he had a clear view of the entire Ice Prison Realm. He saw the scene of the Blood Demon and the Life Demon meeting, and he saw a corner of the Chaos Layer where the Heavenly Refining Demon Lord was using the power of chaos to break through the bottleneck of the Void Refining stage.
He even witnessed Wang Yu's comprehension of the three Dharma meanings and the reorganization of his Divine Transformation Dharma Form. His Dharma Eye was far more profound than the Six Ears Technique he taught Zhong Ying.
But the conditions in prison were so bad that he could hardly believe it.
He was so angry he could barely speak.
“This…this…in just over a thousand years, you have turned the perfect situation I built into this state. You traitor, I will kill you right now.”
Zhong Ying looked terrified, though she could not grasp the full picture of the incident.
However, they also discovered the movements of the Blood Demon and the Life Demon.
He quickly replied.
“Master, I am willing to die, but this matter must be resolved first, otherwise the Void Dharma Lineage... may be implicated.”
Kongkong Daoist's face showed struggle; he couldn't let his sect be disgraced!
"It's too late. The commotion has definitely been detected by the Heavenly Heart Realm and reported to the Prison Department's Surveillance Hall. Leave a clone behind to wait for their questioning and report the situation truthfully."
Zhong Ying's heart skipped a beat.
"The helpers sent by the King of the Nine Netherworlds..."
"I can't wait any longer. You will come with me to the lower realm to deal with Lian Tian and that brat in the East Sea. I must immediately take action to suppress the ancient demon, or it will be too late!"
"Disciple...understands."
With the help of the palace, the master and disciple successfully merged into the ice prison barrier and disappeared.
at the same time.
Wang Yu had just finished his seclusion and was heading towards Golden Scale City. He planned to visit Yan Ling and relay the information he had obtained from the memories of the Ice Phoenix race.
He could not join the Phoenix Clan, but Yan Ling could.
If he could find a way to succeed, his female relatives and friends would have a real way out.
However.
Wang Yu was unaware of this at the time.
A great calamity has arrived!
(End of this chapter)
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