Chapter 335

Chapter 335: Annihilating the Demon Prison

When the elder from the Law Office arrived at the Ancient Tomb, he found the first eight layers cleaned up thoroughly. He entered the ninth layer with trepidation to inquire about the situation.

Upon seeing the Morning Rooster leave the Ancient Tomb, he felt a heavy veil of darkness behind him, indicating that this was no matter for the Law Office to involve itself with. He quickly reported upward, only to be astonished to find that the matter had been left unresolved!

The higher-ups of the sect were caught in a whirlwind of events, which the disciples below could not grasp.

Meanwhile, Li Hui had traversed the Fire Bearer’s Inferno, the Abyss of Darkness, and the Azure Sky Meteorite Realm, honing his skills across various environments, and was pushing into the fourth secret realm.

The Demon Prison was specifically designed for confining demon cultivators.

Chains clanked loudly, and laughter echoed within the restrictions: “Hahaha, does the Haotu Sect have no one left? After so long, you send a little brat down!”

Another voice chimed in: “Look at this outfit; it’s clear another second-generation noble is curious and has come to witness us demon cultivators in action.”

“Roar…” The demonic roar was deafening, and the demonic energy surged.

Li Hui released the Yin-Yang Nine Heads, which shot out beams of black and white light, entering the restrictions and swirling within.

“What the heck?” The demon cultivators were greatly astonished, feeling their energy rapidly deplete. The Yin-Yang Nine Heads began to devour their essence, and magical dragon eyes appeared behind their heads.

“The Dao of Heaven takes from the excess to support the insufficient. Surrender your cultivation, and perhaps the Haotu Sect will spare your lives,” Li Hui chuckled as he controlled the Yin-Yang Nine Heads to continuously spit black and white beams, using the damage-dealing talisman to crazily draw on the powers of these demon cultivators.

Starting from the entrance, after two hours, thirty-six Concentrating Spirit Stage demon cultivators had shed their demonic essence.

The Yin-Yang Nine Heads began to break through barriers, slowly retracting the magical dragon eyes behind them. As Li Hui progressed deeper, he encountered Initial Condense Essence Stage demon cultivators, some either confined in cages or suppressed in power by formidable formations.

Li Hui easily threaded through the formations, regardless of what the demon cultivators said, connecting the Yin-Yang Nine Heads to consume their energy, essences, and demonic forces. Though the transformation process caused significant waste, it mattered little since plenty of demon cultivators were left.

“Little brat, don’t come any closer! Do you have the heart of a bear and the courage of a leopard? The Haotu Sect wouldn’t dare kill us; they only imprison us to train their disciples.”

With a loud “crack,” the fingers of an Initial Condense Essence Stage demon cultivator were broken. Li Hui used the Cloud-Brush Dragon Claw Technique to pull the severed fingers closer and said, “Hiding things in the bones? How unoriginal! Look at the previous Concentrating Spirit Stage demon cultivator, who created a fake eye; that’s true cleverness.”

“Cursed! Secret Magic Thunder, explode for me!” The demon cultivator tried to trigger the lethal move hidden in the severed fingers, but to no avail. Li Hui simply tapped it aside, dismantling it effortlessly.

The Five Spirits Transformation Talisman, formerly a Five Ghosts Transportation Talisman, was quite handy, and handling the ambush hidden within the storage treasures was a simple task; just a little sweep was more than enough.

“Are you looking for these Secret Magic Thunders?” Li Hui raised his hand to reveal a hollow iron ball, shaking his head. “Never mind, I’ll keep them safe for you.”

Though these demon cultivators looked utterly defeated and in peril, they had many tiny treasures on them! A slight misstep could endanger him, so he had to maintain distance for safety.

“Move on, next one…”

After two days in the Demon Prison, there were no more Concentrating Spirit or Initial Condense Essence Stage demon cultivators left.

The Yin-Yang Nine Heads fully absorbed the magical dragon eyes into his forehead, making the third eye on his forehead increasingly real. He was just a step away from breaking through to the Initial Condense Essence Stage.

Li Hui began to deal with the Bosa Stage demon cultivators. The first three were easy, but trouble arose with the fourth.

A hook pierced this person’s butterfly bone, and five golden needles struck into his dantian. He burst out laughing on the other side: “Hahaha, who would have thought the Haotu Sect got such a disciple! Don’t you think your methods have turned demonic?”

“I don’t think so. Without your demonic path cultivation, you’ll look better. Just look! I’m not only handsome, but I also have a kind heart. Of course, it would be better if you could kill fewer innocent people; your murderous aura is so thick—you don’t know how many villages and towns you’ve destroyed.” Li Hui’s expression turned cold. Trying to shake his Dao heart was futile; if he couldn’t grasp this bit of confusion, how could he be the inner sect’s leader? How could he venture out to combat the Hongmo?

“Impressive! If you grow stronger, you will surely cause a great calamity for our demonic path.” Just as he finished speaking, this demon cultivator self-destructed.

Demonic flames erupted, a terrifying power engulfing the area.

Li Hui had already withdrawn from the formations; he sensed trouble the moment the demon cultivator laughed. A person headed for death could hardly remain calm. The change in expression was drastic, prompting him to retract the Yin-Yang Nine Heads in advance, shaking his form to escape.

“Good strategy! Even if you can’t kill me, you can destroy the surrounding formations, letting the remaining five Bosa Stage cultivators escape. You’re quite the man.”

“Bang, bang, bang…” The ground trembled as a figure battered against the confinement formation.

Li Hui licked his lips but didn’t retreat; instead, he adjusted his stance. Before he knew it, a palm the size of half an acre hurtled toward him, and he instantly met it with the Cloud-Brush Dragon Claw Technique.

“Boom, boom, boom…” The dragon claw smashed through the blood palm, causing a recoil that drew an astonished exclamation: “No wonder you dare to come to the Demon Prison; the Haotu Sect has indeed nurtured a strong fighter.”

“Enough of your nonsense!” Li Hui unleashed the Cloud-Brush Dragon Claw Technique again, but this time was different; he added a little more spice to the strike, shaking the very heavens and flipping the earth, as demonic clouds surged.

The demonic flames brushed past his ears, creating a “whoosh” sound. He used the trump cards he had stripped from these demon cultivators all in one go.

The formations crumbled, and the demon cultivators roared.

There was no avoiding the roar; this brat was too outrageous. The four remaining Bosa Stage demon cultivators hadn’t escaped yet, and after this round of bombardment, they were heavily injured, spitting blood and cursing incessantly.

“The Golden Silk Ring Knife still has a bit of get-up-and-go; afterward, it will become my blood-refining artifact.” Li Hui gripped the Golden Silk Ring Knife tightly in his right hand, swinging his left hand wildly. He aimed not to show any mercy.

With a “swish,” a jolt. The demon cultivator rushed in, shocked to find the dark-clad youth had already shifted positions, maintaining a safe fifty-zhang distance—slippery as could be!

“Slash!” The Golden Silk Ring Knife cleaved through, creating a terrifying arc.

“Not good, Celestial Demons disintegration…” In that moment, the demon cultivator risked it all, but his expression suddenly changed as nine heads emerged from the ground.

“Dug underground? Oh no, the Nine-Yin Nine-Yang Flying Heads Ground Burial Great Array.” Realizing it a bit late, the black and white beams spun, and the disintegration of the Celestial Demons failed due to the external disturbance.

The blade light sliced through the body, accompanied by “poof-poof” explosion sounds, as the once-infamous Bosa Stage demon cultivator fell. The Yin-Yang Nine Heads exhibited strange changes, seemingly on the verge of transforming into demonic creatures.

“It’s time—turning demons into Buddha.”

Li Hui sat down, amplifying the light behind his head, taking out the Qianyang Disintegration Talisman created from Fire Bearer’s skin and ancient golden crow feathers, beginning to purify all the demonic energy from the Yin-Yang Nine Heads.

Unexpectedly, the Yin-Yang Nine Heads howled, becoming extremely grotesque and terrifying, and in an instant spewed forth immense beams of black and white light, attempting to seize the energy of their master.

“Not good!” Li Hui was shocked and hurriedly took out the Great Earthly Xuan Dragon of Reverse Five Elements talisman, holding it in front of him to block the onrushing beams.

He blocked them, but the several critically injured Bosa Stage demon cultivators nearby were unfortunate; even before they had freed themselves from confinement, they felt a chill and grew listless, becoming lambs ready for slaughter…