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Before the stone gate lay one world, but beyond it lay another.
Qin Yi stepped through the stone gate into the Demon Prison Tower. When he opened his eyes again, he found himself in an entirely different realm.
Endless Demonic Qi swirled overhead, while massive diamond pillars spanned the sky, their surfaces gleaming with an obsidian sheen. Iron chains crisscrossed the void, binding countless shadowy figures that drifted and writhed, radiating a bone-chilling aura.
His gaze swept across the scene, taking in every detail.
This was his first time entering the legendary Demon Prison Tower. Having grown up at Mount Shu, he knew something of its origins.
Legend had it that Emperor Wu of Liang, a devout Buddhist of the Southern Dynasty, denounced Mount Shu as a heretical sect. He ordered eminent monks to ascend the mountain and construct the Demon Prison Tower. The emperor scoured the realm for the finest diamond-white jade stones, a task that took over twenty years to complete. He then inscribed a talisman upon the tower. In the end, the immortal cultivators fought back fiercely, Emperor Wu's forces were defeated, and the Demon Prison Tower fell into the hands of Mount Shu.
Following this, the God Realm bestowed rewards upon Mount Shu for their meritorious service in subduing demons and upholding the righteous path. They granted the Demon Transformation Water and erected a Barrier, permanently sealing the demons within the tower, preventing any further escapes. Over time, the demonic entities accumulated, and the Demon Prison Tower naturally became a symbol of Mount Shu's divine authority and heavenly mandate.
The moment Qin Yi entered the Demon Prison Tower, his gaze swept across its interior.
Severed limbs and corpses littered the ground, their forms utterly unlike those of humans. The entire scene was bathed in an eerie green glow. Demonic Qi surged into the heavens, filling cultivators with unease.
Looking upward, Qin Yi noticed strange droplets perpetually falling from the sky above. Water molecules ceaselessly separate, drifting into the air to form a mist with targeted corrosive properties.
Qin Yi recognized this liquid as the Demon Transformation Water bestowed by the God Realm, its potent corrosive power dissolving the demonic energies of the creatures trapped within the tower.
The Demon Prison Tower differed from ordinary towers. Upon entering, one immediately found oneself on the ninth floor, descending in order from top to bottom. The final first floor was supported by the Seven-Star Coiling Dragon Pillar; destroying this pillar would cause the entire tower to collapse. Li Xiaoyao from Immortal Sword I ultimately destroyed this very pillar, causing the entire tower to crumble and shatter.
Of course, the tower contained Demon Transformation Water, making it impossible for ordinary Demons to approach the Coiling Dragon Pillar.
Qin Yi strode forward, his pace initially slow but gradually accelerating with each step.
His primary goal upon entering the tower was to reunite with Jiang Qing.
"It's been quite some time since Jiang Qing entered the tower. I need to hurry!"
Qin Yi finally transformed into a streak of sword light. The Demons and spirits on the first floor were relatively weak.
As a sword light, his fleeting afterimage alone could pulverize hordes of demonic creatures.
The tower was a labyrinth of corridors, and it took Qin Yi considerable effort to find the path to the eighth level.
Without pausing, Qin Yi continued his descent. By the time he reached the seventh level, he found Yue Rouxia surrounded by a horde of Demons.
The tower was teeming with Demons, and the Demon Transformation Water indiscriminately attacked all but those of the righteous path. Yue Rouxia, trapped within, was constantly weakened by its effects.
Holding Cangsheng, Qin Yi strode forward. Three steps later, he stood beside her.
"Myriad Swords Art!"
In an instant, sword light flashed as countless strands of Sword Qi erupted, instantly pulverizing the Demons blocking the passage.
"Senior Martial Uncle!"
Yue Rouxia turned, her face lighting up with surprise and relief.
"Mm," Qin Yi nodded gravely. "Jiang Qing should be nearby. Let's hurry and find him."
Within the tower, the lower the floor, the denser the Demonic Qi became, and the more formidable Demons emerged. The potency of the Demon Transformation Water also intensified with each descent. Once Jiang Qing entered the tower, he would undoubtedly press forward relentlessly, driven by his desperate desire to find Yue Rouxia, descending level by level in his frantic search.
"Mm," Yue Rouxia nodded, her expression immediately turning anxious.
She hadn't anticipated Kong Lin's treachery, using her as bait to deceive Jiang Qing and deprive Mount Shu of a crucial combatant before the looming war. By the time she realized the truth, it was already too late.
With Qin Yi by her side, the pair advanced rapidly. In just four hours, they had descended another level, reaching the sixth floor.
On the sixth floor, the Demons of Mount Shu displayed a marked increase in strength and cultivation. Some Great Demons, despite having their physical bodies reduced to skeletal remains, still harbored lingering souls, awaiting resurrection. However, the presence of the Demon Transformation Water significantly diminished their power.
Qin Yi roughly estimated their strength and discovered that these Demons possessed cultivation levels equivalent to the sixth or seventh realm of the Cultivation's Way, a rather formidable level.
Furthermore, these Demons possessed a vast array of secret techniques. Even after their physical bodies had been reduced to bones, their souls persisted, a truly remarkable feat. They lay dormant, awaiting the day they could escape the tower, regenerate their bodies, and be reborn.
With a swift stroke of his longsword, Qin Yi decapitated eighteen Great Demons in rapid succession. Sword Intent coalesced around him, reaching a level of power that instilled fear in both humans and spirits.
As he stood before the nineteenth demonic corpse, the Demon Spirit hidden within trembled violently, paralyzed by overwhelming terror.
It was hard to believe that this creature had once been a renowned Expert of the Demon Clan, capable of shaking the mortal realm and causing widespread chaos. Now, facing this young cultivator from Mount Shu, it was consumed by utter dread.
"Come out and submit to me, or die!" Qin Yi roared, his voice resonating with authority as he stood before the skeletal remains.
Qin Yi had no interest in the lesser demons and specters on the lower floors, but by this level, these Demons were considered Experts. If he could later find a way to restore their physical bodies, these Great Demons would regain their former strength and become even more powerful.
To Qin Yi, these Great Demons were now worthy of collection.
"Immortal (Sennin), spare me! I'm willing to submit to you, just don't kill me!"
After Qin Yi had slain eighteen Great Demon Spirits in quick succession, this Great Demon was consumed by terror. Even though he had been more powerful than the others in life and had resided in this tower longer, he was still overcome with fear.
This young man's murderous aura is terrifying! He's truly extraordinary!
A wisp of ghostly energy materialized before Qin Yi, coalescing into a pale-faced, white-bearded old man with a distressed expression.
"I possess a Soul-Gathering Treasure. Come, enter this gourd." Qin Yi retrieved a purple gourd from his robes and spoke calmly.
The Great Demon hesitated. If the purple gourd contained any demon-transforming poison, entering it would be like walking into a trap.
"If you refuse, then die!" Qin Yi said expressionlessly, gripping Cangsheng.
"Willing, willing! It's this old one's fortune that the little Immortal (Sennin) is willing to show mercy," the old man replied, bowing repeatedly and panting. With a leap, he transformed into a wisp of white mist and plunged into the purple gourd.
"So he was a Flood Dragon after all," Qin Yi remarked, surprised by the dragon-shaped white mist.
Afterward, he stowed the purple gourd and continued his advance.
(End of Chapter)