115: Chapter 116 The Six Desires Demon Arrives

This airspace had no plane light bubbles, but was filled with a vast, swirling, colorful, and hazy mist.

Within the mist, countless distorted phantoms floated and sank, and faint, seductive whispers and alluring low voices could be heard.

Greed, lust, gluttony, envy, sloth, pride, wrath... the seven emotions and six desires were amplified, distorted, and materialized here, forming a mind-corroding force field.

“Six Desires Heavenly Realm! Impossible! Absolutely impossible!”

Baili Ming’s face was ashen, his eyes filled with disbelief.

Immediately, his face turned ferocious, and he roared.

“Fellow Daoist Shen! Guard your mind! Accelerate through this place!”

Upon hearing this, Shen Moyan fully activated the magical boat, trying to cross this ominous airspace as quickly as possible.

However, just as the magical boat was about to rush out of the range of the lustful mist, an anomaly suddenly occurred.

“Ugh—!”

Because he glanced outside, Baili Ming’s body suddenly stiffened, letting out a painful, suppressed groan!

His features twisted, his pupils violently contracted and then expanded, as if countless phantoms were struggling and tearing within them!

“Dao, residing in the Void Realm, is the Sixth Heaven of the Desire Realm, where the Self-Sovereign Heaven gazes upon the ten directions of the world.”

“I am Mara, Mara is I, the four demons manifest...”

Baili Ming painstakingly squeezed out a few words, his eyes filled with shock and anger.

He tried to circulate his magic power to resist, but the Dao Rhyme around him began to become chaotic and reverse!

A warning bell rang wildly in Shen Moyan’s heart; he sensed a familiar Aura.

“Hehehe... Finally... I found you...”

A hoarse, sinister, and mocking familiar laugh suddenly emanated from Baili Ming’s twisted mouth.

The struggle in Baili Ming’s eyes was instantly replaced by a madness, and the Dao Rhyme around him completely transformed into pure and violent Devilish Qi!

Strange demonic patterns appeared under his skin, and his Aura continuously soared!

“Yi Shukuang!?”

Shen Moyan asked tentatively.

“That’s right! It is I, this True Disciple!”

Yi Shukuang twisted his neck, making a cracking sound, then licked his lips with a scarlet tongue, his gaze fixed on Shen Moyan.

“Patrol Angel, Shen Moyan?”

Shen Moyan felt as if he had fallen into an ice cave; this Yi Shukuang had clearly fully absorbed Baili Ming’s memories to call out his name.

“You dared to snatch my supreme treasure, causing this True Disciple to face the wrath of the Sect’s higher-ups.”

“I sacrificed Yin He’s Physical Body and True Spirit, and was forced to pay half of my soul’s lifespan to activate the Heavenly Demon Ritual, only then did I cross the planes to find you.”

Yi Shukuang, with the help of the Six Desires Heavenly Realm, paid a huge price to perform the Heavenly Demon Ritual, forcibly projecting his True Spirit onto Baili Ming, completely occupying Baili Ming’s Physical Body.

Upon hearing this, Shen Moyan’s face was as dark as water, his thoughts racing.

To be able to cross endless light-years to find him with just a trace of Dao Rhyme Karma, the Cultivation Technique of the Six Hells Demonic Sect was truly bizarre.

At this moment, he was in the Void Realm of the Sea of Realms, with a powerful enemy occupying a favorable position, crushing him in cultivation, and his magical boat controlled. The situation was extremely dire.

“I originally intended to replace you directly, but I mistakenly acquired this skin of a Patrol Angel.”

“Although it’s a bit lacking, it’s perfect for catching a scurrying rat like you in this Sea of Realms!”

“...This time, let’s see where you’ll run!”

Affliction Demon · Six Desires Sinking!

Yi Shukuang clawed the air, drawing upon the vast demonic Dao Rhyme of desire scattered from the surrounding Six Desires Heavenly Realm.

Before he finished speaking, he had already attacked!

He gave Shen Moyan no chance to maneuver!

Shen Moyan saw countless twisted tentacles, enchanting demoness phantoms, mountains of illusory treasures, and phantom emperors wielding supreme power... This was spiritual pollution that directly attacked the Dao Heart and stirred up Heart Demons!

Leaving All Forms!

Regaining clarity, Shen Moyan slammed his hand onto the magical boat’s Formation Plate.

The magical boat trembled violently, its protective shield flickering erratically as it accelerated to escape the colorful and perilous Six Desires Heavenly Realm.

Shen Moyan waved his hand, and a massive number of Formation Plates appeared from the qingming inkstone. Dozens of killing formations, layer upon layer, struck Yi Shukuang.

“Useless! Hahahaha!”

Yi Shukuang laughed loudly, waving his hand.

A demon incarnation body emerged, with four demonic arms reaching towards Shen Moyan.

“Let’s see how long you can last!” Yi Shukuang roared furiously, even beginning to burn the Origin of Baili Ming’s Physical Body.

Seeing this, Shen Moyan’s eyes narrowed.

Whoosh—!

Azure-gold flames erupted from his palm.

Xuan Ming Azure Flame!

Though only at the Purple Mansion Realm, it contained a trace of the Emperor’s dominance and the purification of the azure nether.

Wherever the flames passed, the Devilish Qi sizzled as if encountering its nemesis, twisting and dissipating.

“This fire...”

Yi Shukuang shed his previous arrogance, his expression solemn, pondering for a long time.

At the edge of the Six Desires Heavenly Realm, the grotesque mist of desire surged like a tide.

Seizing the moment of Yi Shukuang’s distraction, Shen Moyan broke through the magical boat’s inner shield, his figure shooting like lightning into the dangerous demonic domain below.

Almost the instant he left the magical boat and was fully exposed in the Void Realm of the Sea of Realms, an indescribable sensation of comfort enveloped Shen Moyan’s entire body.

It was as if he had broken free from ancient shackles, and an extreme sense of exhilaration swept through him.

The magic power surging through Shen Moyan’s Meridians, which had been like a rushing river, now transformed into an boundless sea.

The range and precision of his Divine Sense perception had increased by more than a thousandfold again.

Even his Seeing Xiyi, his comprehension of the Dao, became unprecedentedly clear and direct!

“What... what’s going on?”

Shen Moyan had not yet adapted to this surging combat power.

He subconsciously pointed his fingers like a sword, and casually slashed at a demonic claw that Yi Shukuang was chasing him with from behind.

Whoosh—!

A nearly transparent Sword Qi appeared out of thin air, moving faster than light.

Wherever the Sword Qi passed, it tore through the opponent’s demonic claw, leaving a faint, ethereal trail.

The power of this Sword Qi far surpassed the performance of ordinary Purple Mansion Peak Cultivators in the Shanhai Realm, even approaching those Immortal Masters of Langya Prefecture!

This was definitely not the strength Shen Moyan should possess at his current stage!

Shen Moyan himself was stunned. He felt the surging, roaring power within him, as if freed from shackles, and looked at the trace of Sword Intent that tore through the Void Realm remaining on his fingertips.

A preposterous yet incredibly reasonable thought exploded like thunder.

“That’s it... that’s it! So that’s how it is!!”

Shen Moyan suddenly looked up, his gaze seemingly piercing through layers of mist, towards the Shanhai Realm enveloped by the origin dao preaching stele.

All things have Dao Rhyme, which can influence all living beings.

“It’s the Dao Rhyme of the origin dao preaching stele! It has always been suppressing! It has always been limiting!”

Shen Moyan roared in his heart, instantly understanding everything.

Within the Shanhai Realm, the omnipresent Dao Rhyme of the dao transmission stele was the greatest limitation!

It was like a huge, invisible force field.

This force field defined the form of “Spiritual Qi,” set the upper limit of “Spell” power, and planned the strength standards of “Realm.”

With such a Heavenly Dao-like existence standing in the Shanhai Realm, it was no wonder the immortal Dao collapsed.

All Cultivators who achieved success by Cultivating the dao transmission stele’s Cultivation Technique within the Shanhai Realm had their power’s manifestation and destructive power strictly limited within the framework allowed by the dao transmission stele!

“What disgusting rules.”

Shen Moyan suddenly recalled his experience in the Great Qi Martial World, the despair of being unable to advance further.

That was also a kind of heaven and earth cage.

But now he had escaped the Shanhai Realm and entered an unfamiliar space where the dao transmission stele’s radiance could not fully cover.

“However, thanks to it...”

Shen Moyan’s lips curled upwards.

At this moment, he was like an athlete who had shed his weights, running like the wind.

The Biyang First Rising Art, the Primordial Demon Heavenly Book, the Scripture of Severing All Manifestations, and even the power of Dao Rhyme Divine Ability had completely erupted.

The mist of the Six Desires Heavenly Realm gradually faded behind Shen Moyan.

The magical boat finally broke out of that swamp of desire and returned to the relatively normal Sea of planes.

“Your fire has a kind of immortal fire Dao Rhyme fluctuation.”

“Boy, who exactly are you?”

Yi Shukuang’s expression was solemn as he also came out of the magical boat.

“I...”

Shen Moyan spoke, his voice not loud, yet it clearly pierced through the chaotic Void Realm currents, carrying a peculiar rhythm.

He raised his right hand, pointing his fingers like a sword, and a trace of chaotic light began to condense on his fingertips.

“I merge the uprightness of jade, absorb the sly of the Primordial Demon, depart from the illusion of myriad forms, and see the truth of the ultimate subtle.”

Within the light in his palm, there was faintly the vitality of the jade first rising, the strangeness of a demon seed manifesting, the emptiness of Leaving All Forms, and even the majesty of governing all laws.

His entire Aura became more harmonious and unrestrained, flowing freely.

Shen Moyan paused, the Xuan Ming Azure Flame flickered, and an Aura of supreme dominance soared into the sky.

“I balance all laws, establish the Four Extremes, and open courts to build mansions.”

“You may call me—”

“Immortal Master Xuan Ming.”

At both ends of the magical boat, the two stood facing each other, one in front and one behind.

The grotesque light from countless planes flowed around them, as if they had entered a turbulent tunnel.