212: Chapter 212 Purgatory Requiem, Asura Eternal Prison

After chopping trees became effortless, he began chopping stones.

The grain of the stone was invisible, but as the blade struck, Hun Tiandi could instantly feel the existence of its grain upon contact, striking the weakest point with a single blow.

It sounded easy, but it was extremely difficult to execute; it required immense precision.

Fortunately, Hun Tiandi had already cultivated his basic blade techniques to the perfection level, with every strike under his control.

After diligently practicing for several days, Hun Tiandi aimed to strike the large stone before him, intending to slice through it as if it were tofu.

Relying on his feel, he found its weak point and shattered it with a single slash.

It was not that Hun Tiandi lacked blade-type Dou Technique in his mind, but it seemed he wanted to create a Dou Technique of his own.

He sheathed his blade, summarized his insights from chopping the stone, and walked out of the valley.

In the medicine field, Ye Lingxi was meticulously tending to the medicinal herbs. Beside her, various spirit wines she had brewed were piled up like a mountain. Supplied by these spirit wines, her cultivation was also rising rapidly.

Glancing at her from afar, Hun Tiandi withdrew his gaze. His expression shifted as if he had remembered something; his soul sank into the Netherworld, and with a flip of his hand, he produced a jade box.

Upon opening it, there was a blood lotus essence. Looking down at this medicinal herb, he fell into reminiscence.

Back in Qingyun Town, because of this blood lotus essence, Father Yun had been killed by the Sky Wolf Mercenary Group, before he had annihilated the Sky Wolf Mercenary Group.

Later, he had regained this blood lotus essence, which served as an object to remember Father Yun.

Swoosh!

Dou Qi surged at his fingertips. With a point in the air, the blood lotus essence transformed into a ray of light, shooting into the distance and landing on the soil of the Netherworld. Under the irrigation of its pure energy, it quickly took root and grew, emitting a faint blood-colored light and radiating surging vitality.

After leaving the Netherworld, Hun Tiandi went to the cave, which was the very place where Elder Dan was condensing his physical body.

"Greetings, Master!" Liu Ling, who was carefully tending to the flames, stood up and bowed after seeing Hun Tiandi enter.

"Rise!" Hun Tiandi waved his hand slightly, his gaze fixed on the figure within the flames—Elder Dan, who had completely taken form but whose time of awakening was unknown.

He sighed slightly in his heart; when Elder Dan awakened and emerged, it would be time to leave these ruins.

He turned and left, heading toward the bamboo house.

He flipped through them to see if there were any suitable Dou Technique for himself, until he saw a scene of mysterious celestial music and thousands of auspicious rays of light.

Immediately, Hun Tiandi's gaze sharpened, and he curiously flipped through it.

"Musical cultivation technique Dou Technique..."

There were actually twelve peerless and terrifying cultivation techniques and Dou Techniques, twelve scrolls...

"Mysterious Sound Great Dao Art, Seven Sounds Heaven-Facing Incantation, Sealing Void Heaven Dragon Roar, Purgatory Soul-Suppressing Melody..." All twelve cultivation techniques and Dou Techniques were based on musical laws, and they all appeared to be of high grade.

Hun Tiandi breathed a sigh of relief and fell into deep thought.

In the Fighting Qi Continent, the only sect proficient in musical laws was Sound Valley, one of the three valleys of the Central Plains, but Sound Valley was extremely mysterious.

"Eh, this is... Purgatory Soul-Suppressing Melody?"

It was not that the Purgatory Soul-Suppressing Melody was bad, but this cultivation technique and Dou Technique tended toward dark attributes.

Or rather, it was essentially a demonic cultivation technique.

Demonic cultivation techniques had immense power, and the Hun Clan's library also housed some evil cultivation techniques or Dou Techniques.

When he saw this cultivation technique, an impulse arose in his heart: to cultivate it...

Hun Tiandi frowned slightly. He primarily cultivated the peerless demonic technique, the Blood Scripture. Could this Purgatory Soul-Suppressing Melody really rival the Blood Scripture?

As he reached out to grab the scroll containing the Purgatory Soul-Suppressing Melody, it turned into a ray of spiritual light like lightning, shooting into Hun Tiandi's mind.

Seeing this, he was startled and was about to examine it.

Hum!

At the same time, Hun Tiandi felt his head buzzing, as if demonic sounds were pouring into his brain, and a massive amount of information was constantly impacting his consciousness.

His ears rang, and blood flowed from his seven orifices.

Examining the Ten Thousand Sword Art and the Thunder Emperor Art had not caused him such pain; although his head had throbbed, it had not been excruciatingly painful.

Even the soul power within his body was trembling uneasily, causing him unbearable suffering.

It felt as if a hundred years had passed, yet it also felt like only an instant. When the musical notes in his mind dissipated, Hun Tiandi's pain also completely ended.

He opened his eyes, shook his head, and exhaled a breath of turbid air, a strange, eerie light flickering in his eyes.

His handsome face held a trace of surprise. Dou Qi surged as he condensed Qi into a zither and used Qi as strings. If his cultivation had not advanced to the Dou Ling level, it would have been difficult to condense Qi into a zither.

He plucked the strings, and demonic energy secretly emerged. The melody was eerie and shrill, and the scenery around him changed; ghostly winds roared and spirits wept, and vaguely, it seemed as if ghostly Shuras had returned from hell.

Surging demonic energy flowed, and the faint demonic sounds stirred the seven emotions and six desires, causing all sorts of distracting thoughts to well up in his heart...

In an instant, it made one fall from the human world in broad daylight into the Netherworld hell.

The zither music stopped abruptly, the illusions dissipated, and the demonic energy vanished. A gentle radiance appeared, shining upon the boundless earth. The ghostly winds, weeping spirits, and the Shura Eternal Prison-like scene from just a moment ago seemed like a dream.

Finishing the song, Hun Tiandi nodded with satisfaction.

This Purgatory Soul-Suppressing Melody was extremely suited to Hun Tiandi's temperament. As expected, it was an incredibly tyrannical and supreme demonic cultivation technique.

It contained a demonic cultivation technique: the Purgatory Soul-Suppressing Art.

This cultivation technique used the biting of ten thousand ghosts to temper oneself, enslave ghosts throughout the world, and suppress one's own heart, thereby condensing the Purgatory Qin Realm.

The Purgatory Soul-Suppressing Art consisted of eighteen chapters of soul-suppressing melodies, corresponding to the Nether Blood Sea and the eighteen layers of the Purgatory Realm.

Those who cultivated the Purgatory Soul-Suppressing Melody were extremely dangerous, no less so than devouring a Heavenly Flame, which was a nine-deaths-and-one-life endeavor.

Each time one advanced a level, one had to endure boundless purgatory tempering; the higher the cultivation, the greater the danger.

If one was slightly careless, the demonic technique would backlash, and in a single thought, one would fall into the demonic path, turning into a Shura of the Blood Sea and becoming an evil ghost.

Hu!

Hun Tiandi shook his head and sighed inwardly: "He really is a villain; he doesn't cultivate a single proper technique..."

He casually dispersed the Qi-condensed zither and turned to walk out of the bamboo house.

He arrived at the rock beside the valley waterfall, sat cross-legged, slowly closed his eyes, and entered a state of cultivation.

Accompanying his entry into the cultivation state, abundant heaven and earth energy swirled around him, light flickering like lightning as he waited for Elder Dan to emerge.

Three days later, Hun Tiandi opened his eyes. A faint glint flashed through his pitch-black eyes, which then returned to calmness.

He stood up and headed toward the cave, only to see Elder Dan inside, still with his eyes closed, without the slightest movement.

Seeing this, Hun Tiandi frowned slightly; this should be considered normal.

The materials used for this body were not ordinary; for Elder Dan to perfectly fuse with it, he would need to pay a considerable price.

He turned to leave and happened to see General Ye Wudi happily drinking spirit wine, looking completely at ease.

"Wudi, how is your cultivation going?" Hun Tiandi asked with a slight smile.

"Brother Yun, thanks to the cultivation technique and Dou Technique you passed on to me, my combat power has increased several times over. Below the seven-star Dou Ling, I am invincible!"

General Ye Wudi said in a deep voice, his aura far more robust than before.

Elder Yan's previous strict training for me forged my foundation, and every step of my cultivation has been steady and solid.

Hun Tiandi revealed a smile; General Ye Wudi's fighting spirit was extremely strong.

"Then come with me!"

Immediately, General Ye Wudi followed behind him. The two left the ruins. Beneath the Beast Sea, the ferocious magical beasts were extremely bloodthirsty.

"Wudi, on the path of cultivation, only by experiencing the tempering of blood and fire can one forge a peerless edge. In this boundless Beast Region, begin your battle of slaughter!"

Hun Tiandi said with a solemn expression.

"Good!" General Ye Wudi uttered the word firmly, flipped his hand to take out his long spear, and charged directly into the group of magical beasts.