Chapter 582

Chapter 582: The Fall of the Hongmo Sect

The Di Jiang Corpse sank to the sea floor, swallowed by the rushing waters.

Hongmo Zheng fell into a deep unconsciousness, pushed away by the huge waves drifting him far away.

The leader of the Hongmo Sect, Shang Feiran, saw his cultivation plummet from the Traveling Realm to the Mid-Hongfa Stage. However, this drop was only temporary; he was confident he could recover within sixty moments.

Li Hui tossed his Dao robe forward, transforming it into a black mist that rushed ahead.

“Curse?” Shang Feiran’s expression grew serious. This kid actually managed to endure such a curse. Upon careful observation, he discovered it was a decree.

The Flower of the Other Shore robe enveloped the leader of the Hongmo Sect. For this, Li Hui placed the Undying Curse into the robe, and soon a dignified woman appeared at the other shore, slowly turning around and staring intently at Shang Feiran.

“Undying Curse?”

The robe billowed as the Curse on the Other Side triggered a fierce battle.

Li Hui sighed, lamenting his own weakness; he was far behind these top-tier practitioners.

“Jieyin, help me handle things after this.” After leaving this single instruction, he controlled the Di Jiang Talisman Corpse to dive into the depths of the sea. Wan Nest Island lay close ahead; even though the overall effectiveness of the formations had significantly declined, it was still not a place one could just enter or exit at will.

“Send me over with the Di Jiang Corpse.”

As the formation rings stacked and closed in, the Di Jiang Corpse grasped Li Hui in its fist, stomping on the waves to charge forward, ignoring the myriad scars inflicted by the formations and restrictions, charging madly ahead.

“Boom, boom, boom…” The thunderous sounds roared in his ears as the Di Jiang Corpse began to descend, getting increasingly closer to Wan Nest Island, but the repulsive force grew stronger as well.

The path to breakthrough was littered with rotting flesh and shattered bones. At some point, fierce flames appeared on the sea floor, incinerating the decay and debris entirely.

Afterward, the flames transformed into a swirling vortex, aiming at the Di Jiang Corpse, but as it approached, it vanished, turning into nourishment for the Cloud-Brush Dragon Claw Technique.

“Quick, faster!”

Li Hui had already resolved to sacrifice the Di Jiang Corpse, sending these demonic masters to the most dangerous place. While he originally planned to expend all his energy to send them to the Extreme Decimation Palace deep in the sky to give the Immortal Bird Dao Talisman some work, extracting runes from the Di Jiang Corpse was too intense, making it impossible to dive deeply into the Dao Traces formations. He could only settle for sending them into Wan Nest Island.

Thirty moments, forty moments, fifty moments…

Blood Moni and the four ancestors desired Shang Feiran’s power; their mutual restrictions resulted in no one gaining anything. Shang Feiran, using an exotic treasure to suppress the Undying Curse, finally freed his hands to summon his strength.

The Di Jiang Corpse continued forward, and Li Hui shook his Dao robe, releasing the Undying Curse and Shang Feiran, while also setting Blood Moni and the five others free, allowing them to stand on the Di Jiang Corpse and engage in a magical contest against the Heavenly Demon Blood.

“Boom…” The corpse advanced like a fiery meteor, disintegrating into scraps after five moments.

Li Hui landed at the foot of a massive mountain, and before he could stabilize himself, danger approached; it felt as if Wan Nest Island had flipped, pressing all its weight onto him.

“This isn’t good! My identity as the Inspector General of the Ancient Dynasty is utterly useless. If I hadn’t used the treasure cabinet to trap those five demonic masters, I would have escaped outside the formations already,” Li Hui lamented, transforming into a monkey. He borrowed the essence from nearby spiritual beasts as much as possible to mimic the local wildlife, which significantly reduced the pressure, dropping it by about forty percent, making it bearable.

In the distance, booms continued as Shang Feiran faced obstacles in reclaiming the Heavenly Demon Blood. Blood Moni and the five joined forces against him, while a damned Undying Curse launched a sneak attack, infuriating him as he howled in rage.

Li Hui observed from afar, musing, “None of them are easy opponents, especially the Undying Curse and Blood Moni. These two are secretly collaborating; once they’re in here, no one will think of leaving. I’ve prepared myself for being trapped for years, perhaps even decades.”

After a moment, the monkey vanished from sight.

As the Six Paths of Reincarnation spun chaotically, the spiritual monkeys that had perished on Wan Nest Island half a month ago suddenly came back to life. They scratched their heads, spitting out human words, “I’m Li Hou’er! Wan Nest Island is too mysterious; I can’t fall into the mystery of the womb and truly believe I’m a monkey, or I’ll be finished…”

“Li Hou’er…”

“I’m called… I’m called…”

The spiritual monkey moved quickly, swinging through towering trees where monkey troops frequently climbed. Its gaze fluctuated between confusion and clarity as it neared the source of the deafening roars, eventually perching on a tree and sitting in daze, unsure why it had come here.

At some unknown moment, a layer of mist rose over Wan Nest Island…

Eighteen days passed in a flash, and Prime Minister Turtle shouted, “Hey, boss, what are you doing? Playing a game pretending to be a monkey?”

Li Hui jolted awake, surveying his surroundings with lingering fear, and said, “What happened? Did I really fall into the mystery of the womb? I had a vague feeling that something was off earlier.”

“Oh dear, many demonic cultivators are still imprisoned in this Yin prison! They’ve fought each other to the death, killing most of them. The Zhang Tianhua you had me keep an eye on was killed by his persecutors. That Gao Yuhu obsessively devoured the souls of demonic cultivators to restore the three souls and seven spirits; once he completes his restoration, he will likely become an extremely terrifying being.”

“Thank you, Prime Minister, for waking me up; otherwise, I would have remained a monkey forever.” Li Hui hurriedly activated Bai Ze’s divine eye to discern the energy within, but he couldn’t determine where Shang Feiran and the others were.

“What’s going on?” He was shocked, focusing all his sight outward towards the island, where the Heavenly Talisman Sect’s fortune surged greatly. Even the Law Destruction Temple entrusted with Jieyin’s heritage shone with good fortune. The Great Xia benefited enormously from this battle, and the three factions split the entire fortune of the Hongmo Sect; that once-mighty demonic sect had vanished without a trace.

“As long as Shang Feiran lives, the Hongmo Sect will not fall! But…” Li Hui couldn’t comprehend what had transpired with Shang Feiran and the others during his moment of confusion, not even the Undying Curse’s whereabouts were known.

“Prime Minister Turtle, do you recognize this island?”

“Of course. It’s the Heavenly Defense Mountain from the Ancient Dynasty! However, after it sank into the ocean, someone must have made additional arrangements. We should leave this cursed place as soon as possible; I sense something’s wrong here; it might be suppressing something.”

“Suppressing?” Li Hui maneuvered his small monkey form, exploring around to locate Shang Feiran and the others.

Three days later, he discovered a lake.

From above, the lake resembled an imprint of a palm, indicating that the Undying Curse had once appeared here and had suffered an incredibly terrifying blow, possibly shattered by a single strike. However, upon examining the landforms, he found this area had been shaped for at least a thousand years. What on earth could have happened? Many formation rings on the island had resumed their former levels, as if someone had reloaded the spirit treasures.

Suddenly, Prime Minister Turtle said, “No need to search any longer; those demonic cultivators and the Undying Curse are dead. Luckily, you escaped into the life trajectory of the spiritual monkey, or you would be dead beneath that terrifying imprint as well.”

“Do you know who did this?” Li Hui felt a pang of dread.

“The Undying Curse died here, but the area is ancient, indicating that the attacker came from upstream in the river of time. I shouldn’t need to explain further, should I?”

Li Hui inhaled sharply, “I understand now; it must be those beings unwilling to perish. So, does this mean I’m trapped on the island?”

Prime Minister Turtle advised, “You must not reveal yourself. Such beings use today’s cultivators as a winch, trying to pull themselves up from the deep well of time. They will continuously seek solid anchors, and clearly, those demonic cultivators and the Undying Curse have become anchors to their demise. Perhaps they are only a thousand years ahead of us, which is as thin as a window in the long passage of time.”