Chapter 421 Chu Caiyi: Thank You for Letting Me Comprehend the Dao of Destruction
"Hmph!"
That figure gave a cold snort. "You, a mere vessel, dare speak to this Emperor like that? Today I will erase your consciousness and seize your soul. When you cultivate to the Saint Realm, I shall awaken completely."
As her words fell, the figure shot toward Chu Caiyi, but Chu Caiyi still stood there, expressionless.
In the blink of an eye, the figure had flown into Chu Caiyi’s sea of consciousness.
"Eh?"
The figure found herself inside a chaotic sea of consciousness.
This was a boundless sea of consciousness. Although she knew the vessel’s sea of consciousness was large, why had it become so chaotic?
"Could this little vessel still have other fortunes?"
"All the better. With a chaotic sea of consciousness, no one will discover that my divine thought has awakened."
The figure began searching within the sea of consciousness for Chu Caiyi.
Before long, she found Chu Caiyi cultivating within the chaos.
She spoke. "Only now do you think of cultivating? Is it not too late? I might as well tell you—even though I am only a divine thought, I am not something the soul of a little Heavenly Origin cultivator can compare to. A single thought of an Immortal Emperor can destroy a world."
Chu Caiyi said calmly, "Is that so? Then can your Immortal Emperor thought withstand the phantom of the Chaos Demon God?"
"Chaos Demon God?"
The figure froze for a moment, then said, "That is the supreme existence before the heavens and earth were opened. How could a mere Heavenly Origin cultivator like you possibly summon them?"
"You will soon find out."
Chu Caiyi closed her eyes as she spoke, completely ignoring the figure before her.
This act completely enraged the figure.
"Unfortunately for you, you have no chance."
As she spoke, her great hand reached for Chu Caiyi.
Just as her hand was about to touch Chu Caiyi, from within the chaos a terrifying aura arose.
"Who disturbs this seat’s slumber?"
It was a voice. The figure was so frightened she nearly dispersed. She instinctively turned toward the source of the voice and saw a towering figure emerge from the chaos.
It was a supreme existence. Even though the figure retained the memories of an Immortal Emperor, the instant she saw that figure she could not help but kneel.
"It was me."
Chu Caiyi slowly stood up. Looking at the phantom of the Demon God, there was not a trace of fear on her face.
"Do you know who I am?"
The phantom spoke slowly, as though if Chu Caiyi uttered even one wrong word he would destroy everything before him.
Chu Caiyi said, "I know your name. You are the one who represents the Dao of Destruction—Bengtian!"
The instant these two words were spoken, the phantom instantly solidified. In the Immortal Palace, a terrifying supreme pressure descended.
When the Dark Moon Legion sensed this pressure, they all knelt.
The Moon Demon murmured, "What… what is going on?
This aura is stronger and more terrifying than the aura once on the Empress. Just what is happening in the great hall?"
Within Chu Caiyi’s sea of consciousness, the figure was utterly dumbfounded. She stared at Chu Caiyi in shock, unable to comprehend how someone who was but a vessel could summon the Demon God of Destruction—something she herself had never managed even in life. Was she not the Immortal Emperor who had mastered the Dao of Destruction?
"Very well. Since you know my name, I shall grant you the supreme Dao of Destruction. But before that, you must first destroy yourself."
The voice of the Chaos Demon God of Destruction carried a dangerously alluring tone, enough to throw one’s Dao heart into disorder.
Chu Caiyi said, "I am willing to destroy the immortal will of my previous life."
"Good. You are clever and courageous."
The Chaos Demon God of Destruction gave her an approving glance, then casually reached a great hand toward that lingering figure.
"No… don’t!"
Before the figure could even beg for mercy, she collapsed and dissolved within the sea of consciousness.
At the instant of her annihilation, a familiar voice still echoed in Chu Caiyi’s ears.
"Thank you, my past self, for letting me comprehend the Dao of Destruction."
As the figure vanished, the Chaos Demon God of Destruction lightly tapped Chu Caiyi’s soul, leaving a mark of the Dao of Destruction within her mind.
That terrifying Demon God then faded from her sea of consciousness as well.
With the departure of the Chaos Demon God, all returned to calm.
Chu Caiyi glanced once at the sealed soul within her sea of consciousness, then resumed her cultivation, intending to seize this opportunity to break through to the Divine Nurturing Realm.
In the Immortal Palace, the Dark Moon Legion felt that terrifying aura disperse and finally let out a sigh of relief. Yet in their gazes toward the great hall, deeper worry now lingered.
———
On the eastern shore of the sea.
A disheveled figure was flying quickly toward a small island far out on the waters.
This figure was none other than Long Zaiyuan, who had fled in utter defeat from the Shi family that day.
He had believed that once he obtained the Demon Sword, he could sweep across the world. Yet who could have imagined his very first battle would end in such a complete rout?
Now Long Zaiyuan’s heart held only a single thought: I have not lost yet. As long as I can find Lord Sword Demon, I can rise again.
What he did not know was that Xiao Chen and his companions were following unhurriedly behind him.
"Senior brother, that man runs like a dog, and looks so happy doing it."
Chen Qianqian had been chasing Long Zaiyuan for a month, and his sword was never as fast as his flight.
On the sea’s surface, Xiao Chen chuckled. "Junior sister Qianqian, do not rush. If you want a surprise, you must have patience."
Chen Qianqian nodded. "Senior brother, I only feel he lacks the bearing of a child of destiny. Master said when playing chess one must keep a calm heart."
"Looking at him now, the answer will soon be clear."
Xiao Chen’s smile grew even more playful as he spoke. "The inheritance of the Holy Land of the Divine Sword had better not disappoint me."
As they spoke, Long Zaiyuan landed upon a barren island.
This was a place without grass, where even birds would not come.
The island held nothing but stone.
After landing, Long Zaiyuan finally showed a look of relief. He glanced behind him, confirmed no one was there, and pressed onward.
After about half an hour, Long Zaiyuan reached a small mountain.
He searched its surface until a rumbling sound echoed. Soon, a narrow fissure appeared in the mountain, so slim that an adult would have to turn sideways to pass.
Xiao Chen and the others suppressed their auras, imitating Long Zaiyuan step by step. With each pace, Xiao Chen realized that this narrow passage actually contained restrictive seals.
These seals suppressed the spiritual power and cultivation within his body, while only the truth of the Sword Dao grew unusually active.
Interesting.
After a hundred sideways steps, the path suddenly widened. Before them stretched a pitch-black road. They continued, still keeping a hundred paces behind Long Zaiyuan.
No one knew how long they walked before at last a massive cave appeared before them…
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