208: One hundred and twenty strands of true demonic energy

“Hand over the Dream Eater!”

Tuoba Hai’s murderous words drifted from the Void Realm.

Gu Changsheng’s heart sank; he even knew such a secret.

Clearly, Tuoba Hai’s understanding of the five side halls far exceeded expectations.

“Your Excellency seems to think you have me cornered…”

Gu Changsheng was expressionless, throwing out the Purple-Gold Red Gourd. Countless Flying Swords shot into the Void Realm, and the Zhuxian Sword Formation enveloped all directions.

Behind him, a dark, shadowy figure emerged—it was the Heretical Golem.

The power of the Hell Path permeated the Void Realm, transforming the surroundings into a scene of purgatory.

“Quite a few tricks… but, a mere Profound Cave Middle Stage…”

Whoosh—

A strong gust of wind swept through, and a figure like an iron tower charged straight over.

The Sword Qi shot out by countless Flying Swords was slapped away by a pair of steel-like hands, sparks flying everywhere.

Only a few white dots were left on Tuoba Hai’s body.

The evil spirits of the Hell Path were even more vulnerable, being torn apart and dissipating one after another.

“Sword Dragon, rise!”

Gu Changsheng formed a sword incantation.

Rumble—

Ten thousand Flying Swords converged into a several-hundred-zhang-long Sword Dragon, roaring down.

The huge Dragon mouth swallowed him in one gulp.

In an instant, a flash of light passed, the Sword Dragon whimpered, its belly burst open, Sword Qi furiously leaked out, and a figure emerged from within.

Tuoba Hai’s body was covered in sword marks, which were rapidly healing.

Asura Yaksha were already royalty among the Yaksha Clan, with superior Physical Body strength and recovery.

After forging his Devil Body, he ascended to an even higher level.

“Die!”

Killing Intent flashed in Tuoba Hai’s eyes, and his body shot forward like a meteor burning with flames.

Gu Changsheng’s heart tightened, and his body retreated violently. He suddenly slapped the Purple-Gold Red Gourd and shouted, “Please Old Ancestor, turn around!”

Chii—

A Heaven-Shattering Sword Qi suddenly slashed out from the gourd’s mouth, as fast as thunder.

The powerful force tore open space, leaving a long, narrow gash in the world, with cold wind howling in.

Accompanied by a tragic scream, an arm was severed at the shoulder, falling towards the ground.

“Just a little bit…”

Gu Changsheng looked coldly at Tuoba Hai in the distance.

At this moment, a small half of his body had disappeared, and the sword wound extended from his right shoulder to his thigh.

He was just a hair’s breadth away from injuring his vital head.

Even so, his Qi had sharply dropped a notch.

Sizzle—

Devilish Qi surged from the severed limb, and flesh squirmed. With a squelch, a new arm grew out, but his face was pale, clearly having consumed a lot of Origin Qi.

“That was close…”

Tuoba Hai felt a lingering fear.

Just now, if his heart hadn’t warned him, forcing him to shift his body, that Sword Qi would have cut him in half.

Unlike the Human Race, which centers on the Profound Cave Nascent Soul.

For the Holy Race, the Physical Body is the core.

Suddenly, before his body could recover, a huge shadow fell over his head, covering him completely.

A mountain range surrounded by a clear yellow water belt slowly descended.

A thick, grand aura, like the descent of an abyss.

Tuoba Hai exclaimed, “Half-step Dao Artifact!”

A Dao Artifact is comparable to a Cultivator in the Yang Spirit Realm.

Even a half-step Dao Artifact is not something a Profound Cave Cultivator can possess.

His body suddenly trembled, melting into a sea of blood, and he forcibly swept towards the main hall.

Bang—

The Black Yellow Mountain fell, instantly evaporating most of the blood sea essence.

The remaining sea of blood fled at extreme speed.

“Slay!”

Gu Changsheng threw out Sword Qi, and the annihilating Sword Qi strangled the remaining blood sea essence.

Even so, a wisp of gray light still escaped into the main hall.

“This is bad…”

Gu Changsheng’s expression was solemn.

He vaguely guessed the relationship between Tuoba Hai and Guangyuan Sacred Ancestor.

He was about to break open the Immortal Cave and forcibly leave.

Suddenly, a shrill scream came from the distant main hall.

Following the sound, Guangyuan Sacred Ancestor stood woodenly at the entrance of the hall, motionless.

His originally vast aura abruptly ceased, like stagnant water.

“What kind of technique is this…”

Gu Changsheng frowned deeply.

He seemed completely lifeless, but one could not be too careful with the methods of a Yang Spirit Realm mighty figure.

After standing for a moment, Guangyuan Sacred Ancestor still did not move.

A flash of inspiration struck Gu Changsheng’s mind.

He took out his sketchbook and began to draw.

Moments later, a six-armed Asura standing proudly between heaven and earth appeared on the paper.

A massive influx of memories assaulted him.

The Yaksha World.

The sea of blood surged, and amidst lightning and thunder, a six-armed Asura infant, covered in Evil Qi, was born.

Immediately after birth, he possessed immense strength, tackling a blood-sea beast as large as a mountain, tearing its flesh alive, and burrowing into its belly to devour its flesh.

Blood rain poured down, and an infant emerged from the beast’s belly. Lightning illuminated the world, reflecting a face covered in blood.

Hundreds of years later, the infant grew into a young man.

He sat high on a throne of bones, his eyes cold, his body cast like fine iron, and his six arms could tear apart a Dragon.

After years of continuous warfare, he finally defeated numerous tribes and became the sole King.

Beneath the throne of bones, countless Yaksha knelt on the ground, looking at him with fear and terror.

A thousand years later.

His Evil Qi pierced through the Void Realm, and his terrifying aura made the entire world tremble.

He had a Breakthrough!

He broke through a Realm that had never been broken through in this world.

Yang Spirit!

At the same time, a sense of emptiness arose in his heart.

This heaven and earth was too small, too small!

To contain one Yang Spirit was already the limit.

He yearned for battle, yearned to see a wider world.

Countless years later, he unexpectedly encountered a Holy Race being who had crossed Realms… Dressed in blue, with a cold demeanor, but his face seemed shrouded in mist, making it hard to see clearly.

Yet, his aura was so powerful that it made him feel terrified.

Finally, after an opportunity, he sacrificed the entire world and integrated into the Holy Realm.

Here, he saw more existences of the same rank.

Passion, battle, slaughter… He established a vast Dynasty, with the Blood Sea Pagoda at its center, and gradually gave birth to a new Yaksha Clan.

And he was the sole King.

But Yang Spirit was not immortal, and there were times of decline.

Time was the enemy of any race.

Only her!

After endless years, he was old and frail. Although his appearance was fixed on the day he achieved the Dao, his vitality was declining.

In the end, he established an Immortal Cave on Demon Subduing Mountain as per their agreement.

Looking forward to his awakening in the future.

Memories dissipated.

A spark of spiritual light entered his mind.

【Second Life Dao: Disperse the True Spirit and give birth to a new True Spirit in Chaos】

“So that’s it… The former Guangyuan Sacred Ancestor is long dead.

What I see in the main hall now is merely a new soul born from the corpse… No wonder the aura felt so strange… It’s like a child wielding a giant axe, each move so crude.”

“But what about Tuoba Hai?”

Gu Changsheng frowned slightly.

The mist had not fully cleared.

However, what was certain was that Guangyuan Sacred Ancestor in the main hall was indeed dead.

“To be safe, I should still test it…”

Gu Changsheng’s eyes moved, and several purple rays shot out from his pupils.

The Dream Domain Law Realm expanded, covering him.

The Wisdom Sword Technique slashed into Guangyuan Sacred Ancestor’s mind.

This technique was most damaging to the Divine Soul, and the new soul born from the corpse would surely not be able to withstand it.

Chii—

The Sword Qi entered his mind through his eye socket, but it felt like punching cotton, empty and devoid of any Divine Soul aura.

“He’s really dead…”

Gu Changsheng was expressionless, and several more Wisdom Sword Techniques slashed out.

What if… a Yang Spirit Realm Holy Ancestor had special means to hide his Divine Soul?

After more than a dozen consecutive Wisdom Sword Techniques, he finally confirmed that Guangyuan Sacred Ancestor’s Divine Soul had indeed been annihilated.

His heart was immediately filled with joy.

The legacy of a Yang Spirit Realm, in the end, fell into his hands alone.

And… it seemed there was more than that.

He spread his Divine Thought, covering the Immortal Cave, and began a thorough search.

Soon, he discovered the Storage Pouches left behind by the Flame Demon and the Pure Burning Demoness.

Two Profound Cave Late Stage Cultivators, though not comparable to a Yang Spirit’s legacy, were still far beyond what ordinary Profound Cave Cultivators could possess.

Especially the Flame Demon, who occupied a city.

His collection of Holy Realm Dao treasures and spiritual materials was countless.

Gu Changsheng put away the Storage Pouches and his Divine Thought swept over Guangyuan Sacred Ancestor’s body.

This body, even with its declining vitality, was still far superior to an ordinary Profound Cave Cultivator.

If it were refined into a Puppet… Suddenly, his gaze froze as he discovered the True Devil Qi surging within Guangyuan Sacred Ancestor’s body.

Strands of it, like black snakes, were in slumber.

The number… was a full one hundred and twenty strands.