Guarding the Prison for 100 Years, I Emerge to Overwhelm the Demon Venerable

Before anyone could react.

The Dao Palace Realm ancestor from Celestial Sea Sect, whose body was embedded in the wall, suddenly let out a low growl.

His originally shriveled, small, and dark brown body instantly swelled to a massive size, wisps of silvery-white True Qi coiling around him.

Under the flickering candlelight.

Everyone saw Elder Bai Mei transform in the blink of an eye into a burly, powerfully built man with a bright golden hue.

RUMBLE—

His one remaining right arm clenched inward, flexing. His entire body began to shake violently.

In an instant, he shattered the large expanse of stone wall behind him, unleashing a deafening roar of crumbling rock.

Then, he crashed to the ground!

The old monk glanced down at his left arm, which had been cleanly severed by the golden Sword Aura. His face was a mask of complex emotions as he fell silent.

As the saying goes, every trade has its master. The legendary Great Xia Boxing Saint had entered the Saint Realm through the Fist Dao. His strongest method of attack was undoubtedly his Fist Technique.

The Sword Dao would be a secondary, inferior skill for him.

And yet, such a casual sword strike had nearly taken his life.

’If this person had used his fists, what would have happened?’

’It’s unimaginable!’

"The Great Xia Boxing Saint... truly lives up to his reputation!"

"I am thoroughly impressed!"

After figuring this out, Elder Bai Mei bowed respectfully toward the depths of the prison.

But as time passed, not the slightest sound came from the depths of the cavern.

The old monk looked as if he were under immense pressure. His face turned deathly pale, and his lips trembled.

Beads of sweat trickled from his forehead, soaking his robes completely!

Nearby, the Spirit Transformation experts from various factions, who had witnessed the entire event, watched the Celestial Sea Sect’s ancestor in his pathetic state.

Then they looked toward the entrance leading deeper into the prison.

An indescribable sense of terror washed over them, drowning their bodies and minds.

Only Longbo Hai stood with his hands clasped behind his back, a faint, smug expression on his face, as if he had just been vindicated.

He spoke slowly.

"I told you all about that senior’s temper!"

"It’s not the best, is it..."

As his words fell.

A profound, deathly silence descended upon the vast, cyan palace.

...

「Late at night.」

The sky was shrouded in dark clouds, and the streets were deserted.

Only a special escort, guided by the candlelight from both sides of the street, was steadily marching a large number of convicts toward the prison.

"ACHOO!"

"It’s so cold out here at night!"

"Forget it, I’m not watching anymore. Let’s go back inside."

Occasionally, a whistling cold wind would invade their nostrils and brush past their ears.

This prompted the few onlookers to hug their arms, shiver, and, after a brief chat, close their doors, go inside, and extinguish their lights.

In the procession, Su Bai was fastening a black, blood-stained chain onto a convict.

This person was a disciple from a Major Sect outside the Great Xia Domain.

An incense stick’s worth of time ago, he had been fighting someone over a Secret Manual and a few bottles of Elixirs. The aftershocks of their battle injured several citizens of Great Xia, which led to his capture by the Martial Artists of the Prison Suppression Bureau.

The man knew when to yield. Despite his considerable Cultivation, he didn’t resist in the slightest after being caught and chose to cooperate obediently.

As they neared the prison, Su Bai’s expression flickered slightly as he retracted a wisp of his Divine Thoughts from the depths of the cavern.

’It seems it’s not just the Demonic Forces. These Righteous Dao factions are getting restless too!’

He mused to himself after understanding the whole story.

Sacred Artifacts like the Celestial Net Sword and the Mingfeng Saber held little attraction for him.

But for other sects, these two Sacred Artifacts were comparable to a Sect’s Treasure!

Naturally, they would try to seize them.

Because of this, in the face of profit, the distinction between the Righteous and Demon Daos vanished.

There were only hungry wolves, all wanting to carve up the prize.

By the time they returned to the prison and locked up the convicts in batches, it was well past midnight.

If one were to step out of the prison now, they would see the sky beginning to brighten on the horizon.

"Yaaawn~"

Zhang Wei let out a deep yawn, looking exhausted. He waved a hand and said, "Brother Su Bai! I’m heading to bed."

"I’m just too tired tonight!"

"Go on." Su Bai patted his shoulder and entered his own quarters.

But in the next moment, his figure flickered, and he appeared in the depths of the cavern.

’I’ve accumulated a lot of Experience Points. I can raise the Realm of some of my Cultivation Techniques.’

After a brief thought, Su Bai rapidly upgraded the Demon Bone Heaven-Asking Scripture he had previously obtained from the Seventh Layer to the highest Ninth Layer!

The main function of this Cultivation Technique was to expand a Martial Artist’s Dantian Qi Sea. The higher the Realm, the greater the effect.

BOOM!!

As the realm of the Demon Bone Heaven-Asking Scripture advanced, Su Bai’s Dantian Qi Sea began a small transformation, rumbling as it started to expand!

When the commotion subsided, Su Bai gave it a quick scan and discovered his Dantian Qi Sea had expanded by at least two-thirds.

The quality of his True Qi had increased yet again!

’Time to absorb more Evil Qi!’

After glancing at his "depleted" Experience Points, Su Bai teleported to the side of the nine-story tower.

He continued to absorb the overflowing Evil Qi to increase the Experience Points for his Third Immortal Golden Body Transformation.

...

「Early the next morning.」

In Xia Imperial City, on Peach Blossom Lane.

Inside the tofu shop with its tightly shut doors.

The Tofu Lady, who had been obediently listening with her head lowered to a lecture from the person opposite her, suddenly raised her head as if sensing something.

She stared fixedly in a certain direction within the Imperial City, speechless, a look of astonishment flickering in her eyes.

Across from her stood a handsome man in a black robe, his forehead adorned with a blood-red flower marking.

Seeing this, he frowned and asked, "What is it?"

"It’s nothing."

The Tofu Lady’s expression quickly returned to normal. She shook her head and said, "I just suddenly remembered something."

"What could possibly distract you in my presence?"

the man in the black robe asked coolly.

The Tofu Lady answered truthfully, "It’s just that your disciple happened to sense the location of the Primordial Yang Cauldron."

"Oh?"

The man in the black robe showed a strange expression. "You’ve been in Great Xia Imperial City for many days now. You’re only sensing the Tripod Furnace’s aura today?"

"Yes."

The Tofu Lady sounded a little helpless. "This Primordial Yang Cauldron is rather strange, I must say."

"Its Primordial Yang aura flickers in and out of existence."

"Every time your disciple tries to find it, the aura vanishes immediately."

"It’s as if it’s intentionally teasing me."

The man in the black robe chuckled softly, then said coolly, "Then you should focus on sensing it over the next few days."

"If you pinpoint its exact location, tell me at once."

"When the time comes, I, your master, will take you to capture him."

"Thank you, Master!"

A smile bloomed on the Tofu Lady’s face. She then added obediently, "But my matter is not urgent."

"We should settle Master’s affairs first before dealing with this."

Hearing this, a sharp glint flashed in the man in the black robe’s eyes, which now swirled with a vicious light. He spoke in a cold voice, "The world only knows that the Mingfeng Saber is a supreme Sacred Artifact."

"What they don’t know is that the Mingfeng Saber was originally the inherited Supreme Treasure of my Soul-devouring Demon Sect."

"It rightfully belongs to the Soul-devouring Demon Sect!"

Then, his tone shifted, and his expression grew somber.

"Unfortunately, the Sect Master from two generations ago vanished without a trace within Xia Imperial City while holding the Mingfeng Saber!"

"The upper echelons of our sect have long been aware of this matter."

"We sent powerful experts from our sect to the Imperial City to search for the saber’s whereabouts, but the damnable experts of the Great Xia Imperial Palace repeatedly obstructed them, forcing them to return empty-handed every time."

"Now, heaven has granted us such a perfect opportunity."

"I will reclaim the Mingfeng Saber and, for the Soul-devouring Demon Sect, unite the Demon Vein!"