This Is Not Good News, the Beyond's Demon Slaying Event
This Is Not Good News, the Beyond’s Demon Slaying Event
Inside a resplendent, magnificent great hall, Yin Mei’s countenance was breathtakingly beautiful.
She wore a fiery red long dress, her slender waist like a willow branch, her skin rivaling snow. Her whole person seemed carved from flawless mutton-fat jade, possessing a stunning beauty.
“This is the Purple Gold Token of the Alliance of Thousand Merchants. As long as you are in a place with a branch of the Alliance, with this token, you have the authority to mobilize their informants.”
She spoke calmly, taking out a mysterious purple token.
Her hair flowed like clouds, her features exquisite and moving, like ice and snow, yet her body carried a natural, innate charm and allure.
Hearing Yin Mei’s words, she raised her brows slightly and looked toward the token before her.
This purple token was quite mysterious, with numerous divine patterns coiling around it, exuding an ancient aura.
Gu Changge had told her to come here to liaise with Yin Mei. After receiving his instructions, she had rushed over immediately. As this concerned the Nephrite Breeze Pavilion, she had no choice but to take it seriously.
“The Purple Gold Token... to think it’s something that holds such authority within the Alliance of Thousand Merchants.”
Bai Lian’er took the purple token from Yin Mei’s hand, somewhat amazed and full of admiration.
With this, the difficult problem that had been plaguing her was now easily solved.
If it had been before, for her to expand her network of informants to the level of the Alliance of Thousand Merchants would have taken at least several million years, if not longer.
By that time, whether the Nephrite Breeze Pavilion would even still exist in this world would be an unknown question.
Yet in Gu Changge’s hands, this problem was solved with a single instruction. It truly left her somewhat astonished in her heart.
The more she understood Gu Changge, the more she discovered that the methods and strength he displayed were merely the tip of the iceberg.
Was there anything in this world he could not accomplish?
“In that case, the Nephrite Breeze Pavilion is entrusted to you.”
“I trust you won’t disappoint me.”
Gu Changge, who had been drinking by himself to the side, suddenly raised his eyes to glance at Bai Lian’er and spoke casually.
“You can rest assured.”
Bai Lian’er huffed, feeling that Gu Changge was underestimating her.
No matter what, back then she had single-handedly founded the Nephrite Breeze Pavilion.
It had even reached the point where it now stood on equal footing with other assassin organizations, which showed just how formidable her methods were.
“Naturally, I’m very at ease with you.”
Gu Changge smiled, then took out from his bosom an ancient book, very simple and unadorned, without a name, and handed it to her. It was bound with threads of Daluo Silver Gold, exuding a vast and grand aura, with brilliant divine light even radiating from it.
One look was enough to tell this ancient book was extraordinary.
“What is this?”
Bai Lian’er looked at him with some surprise, feeling that this ancient book was no simple thing—it gave her a sense of trembling in her heart and soul.
One had to know, she was the Successor of the Killing Emperor, and what she had come into contact with most in her life were all kinds of killing techniques.
Yet she still felt a sense of dread from this ancient book.
“When selecting personnel and training assassins, pass this cultivation technique on to them.”
Gu Changge did not explain anything, merely giving the instruction.
Regarding his command, although Bai Lian’er was puzzled, she tactfully did not ask further. She figured it was most likely some kind of special secret technique.
Either it could rapidly increase the assassins’ strength, or it could allow Gu Changge to more easily control their life and death.
“Then I’ll take my leave first.”
Afterward, seeing that Gu Changge had no other instructions, Bai Lian’er also developed the intention to leave, planning to go search for some assassin seedlings suitable for cultivation.
Gu Changge shook his head slightly and took out a small white jade bottle. Before it was even opened, a rich medicinal fragrance wafted out.
In the void, brilliant phenomena even appeared—palaces and pavilions, sun, moon, and stars revolving—truly extraordinarily divine.
Bai Lian’er was somewhat astonished, looking Gu Changge over carefully, as if trying to see whether he was joking.
She naturally sensed the extraordinariness of the item within this small white jade bottle.
At the very least, it was a rare divine pill—one that actually caused the bottleneck of her Peak Sacred King Realm cultivation to show faint signs of loosening.
At her level, there were already very few pills in this world that could have any effect on her.
Otherwise, with her status and strength, what kind of pill could she not obtain?
“Breakthrough Pill.”
Gu Changge said casually, “I see you’ve been stuck at the Peak Sacred King Realm for quite some time now. If you rely on yourself alone to break through, who knows how much longer it would take.”
“Since you’re working for me, your strength can’t be too low.”
Hearing the first part, Bai Lian’er had thought Gu Changge was being kind-hearted, actually willing to give her a breakthrough pill. But the next sentence really made her unable to resist rolling her eyes.
Since when was Peak Sacred King Realm cultivation considered “too low”? Gu Changge actually disdained her strength for being too weak.
“What kind of Breakthrough Pill is this, that it can actually let me break through?” Bai Lian’er took the jade bottle. She had no need for politeness with Gu Changge, but she was still curious.
A pill whose mere wisp of fragrance could loosen the bottleneck of her cultivation realm could not possibly be some nameless thing.
What Breakthrough Pill had such a casual name?
Gu Changge did not explain. After all, this was a pill he had exchanged from the System Shop—naturally, it would be hard to find in the Beyond.
He shook his head slightly and said casually, “Why so many questions? If you don’t want it, give it back.”
“Or are you worried I poisoned it?”
Bai Lian’er rolled her eyes at him and said, “I do have at least this much trust in you.”
“Thanks.”
“But don’t you think... you can make me devoted to you heart and soul with just a single pill?”
With that, she left with the jade pendant. She was a smart person and knew Gu Changge could not possibly harm her at this time.
Moreover, with Gu Changge’s strength, killing her would be all too easy.
Gu Changge paid no mind to Bai Lian’er. After giving her the pill, he went back to pouring and drinking by himself, not raising his head, thinking about other matters.
“Young Master, this is the route the demoness in red has been traveling recently.”
After Bai Lian’er left, Yin Mei took out from the other side a scaled-down map of the Beyond. Although it could hardly compare to the true Beyond, the various major regions and ancient cities were still marked on it.
This was what Gu Changge had instructed her to investigate. For the Alliance of Thousand Merchants, determining where the demoness in red currently was could not be easier.
“It seems she really is chasing after my aura.”
Gu Changge looked with great interest at the various ancient cities marked on it.
He had stopped at all those places, but now they had all been slaughtered clean by Chan Hongyi, with no living souls left behind.
“Hm? Her speed has increased. Or rather, has she become more lucid, no longer as deranged as before? Her strength is also recovering...”
“This is not good news for me.”
At this moment, Gu Changge’s brows furrowed slightly as he noticed on the map that the demoness in red’s pursuit speed had quickened considerably.
Previously, she would still linger in ancient cities for a day, devouring vast amounts of life essence.
But now, upon arriving, she made almost no pause whatsoever.
This meant she no longer needed to devour massive amounts of life essence as before—Chan Hongyi’s strength had already recovered considerably.
At her weakest, even Quasi-Nirvana Realm cultivators were casually slapped to death by her. Her current strength was likely even more unfathomable.
At her peak, Chan Hongyi’s strength had absolutely surpassed the Celestial Realm—of this there was no doubt.
If he were to face her head-on, even with his terrifying and profound heritage, he would likely suffer a loss. Gu Changge only wanted to let her vent her hatred first; he had no intention of harming her.
Otherwise, he would have long since gone to seek help from the Gu Family’s Ancestors.
Chan Hongyi’s current strength was very great.
But compared to those extremely ancient Ancestors of the Gu Family, who was stronger and who was weaker was still hard to say.
Not to mention, the Longevity Gu Family had no shortage of anything—least of all people.
Even if the Beyond now had no immortals and they couldn’t beat her, they could use a human wave tactic and grind her to death.
“From the looks of it, she’s probably going to suffer a bit.”
Gu Changge pondered for a while, feeling he could take this opportunity to wear down Chan Hongyi’s baleful aura.
If his predictions were correct, the various factions and powers of the Beyond should soon take action regarding this matter. It was impossible for them to remain indifferent and stand aside after Chan Hongyi bloodbathed all directions.
During this period, the emergence of the demoness in red could be said to have shaken the entire Beyond, raising boundless seas of blood. Many factions and powers were driven into frantic chaos because of it.
Especially those powers that lay along the demoness in red’s path—they were even more terrified and uneasy.
Some refused to believe in her might, unwilling to migrate away from their ancestral lands, and attempted to block her.
But from a great distance away, they were slapped to death by the demoness in red, body and soul annihilated.
Because of the Demon-Burying Abyss incident, Buddhist Mountain also dispatched many accomplished high monks to encircle and suppress the demoness in red, intending to subdue and execute her.
Regarding this, the many factions of the Beyond all expressed their cooperation. The Ancient Ye Family, Sky Emperor Mountain, the Endless Fire Kingdom, the Primordial Lake, the Longevity Qin Family, the Longevity Wang Family... they even recalled many experts from the armies sent to the Eight Wastelands region, summoning numerous powerful figures to hold a Demon Slaying Event, to strangle the threat of the demoness in red in its cradle.
Once this news spread, it once again shocked all parties.
Many cultivators’ blood boiled with passion, filled with righteous indignation, all expressing their desire to participate in this battle.
Otherwise, when attacked from both front and rear, the losses would still be theirs.
However, this battle was extremely terrifying—cultivators whose cultivation had not reached the Sacred Lord Realm were not even qualified to participate.
As a result, not only did senior-generation experts appear, but also many old monsters who had lived in seclusion for a long time emerged from all corners of the Beyond, as well as supreme beings of the level of the great sect leaders and the heads of the Longevity Families.
Some were already suspected to have passed away in meditation, yet because of the Demon Slaying Event, they appeared in the world once more—their seniority so old as to be unimaginable, stirring boundless waves.
In this Demon Slaying Event, the younger generation could at most watch from afar, unqualified to approach. This battle was incomparably grand, involving countless parties. There were even senior beings who took out heirloom Nirvana Grade Artifacts from their clans, vowing not to rest until the demoness in red was slain.
One could imagine that this battle would surely overturn heaven and earth, turn seas to ash, invert the cosmos—destroying star domains spanning hundreds of millions of miles would be entirely normal.
At the same time, in the Southern World Sky, within an ancient and grand towering pagoda.
An old man wearing a cyan Daluo-style long robe stood upon a star-gazing platform wreathed in rosy light and floating colored mist. He stood upon a circular disc a hundred zhang tall, gazing far into the distance from his high vantage point.
He was aged beyond measure—who knew how many years he had lived—his face covered in the marks of time.
But his eyes were incomparably clear, without the slightest trace of worldly vicissitudes.
At this moment, the Heavenly Eye at his brow suddenly split open, shooting out a divine beam that seemed able to perceive past and present, piercing through the four poles of heaven and earth. Gazing toward a distant land, he sighed and said, “Judging from the celestial phenomena, the sun and moon alternate, the stars shift and turn...”
“I’m afraid things will not go so smoothly.”
Behind the old man stood many powerful figures, their faces blurred, Chaos Energy coiling around their bodies, their auras all terrifying, light and shadow flickering about them as if they stood in another world.
These were not their true bodies, merely dharma bodies projected over.
Hearing these words now, all their expressions turned solemn, somewhat grave.
Then someone could not help but sigh and say, “No matter what, this Demon Slaying Event must proceed. The matter of celestial phenomena is merely a possibility, after all.”
“Success lies with man. Let us do our utmost.” The other terrifying figures nodded at these words.
They were all the true wielders of power of the various ancient Cults of Immortality and factions, standing at the pinnacle of the Beyond, with overwhelming authority and unfathomable strength.
The old man before them was the former Pavilion Master of the Pavilion of Heavenly Secrets, whose Art of Deduction was unmatched in all eight directions of the Beyond, without equal.
Rumor had it that he failed in his attempt to break through to a higher realm and perished, body and soul destroyed.
But unexpectedly, he had deceived the Heavenly Secrets and had been living in seclusion within the high tower all along, cultivating in seclusion the Dao of deduction, his aura ethereal and elusive.
Before the Demon Slaying Event began, many supreme beings came here to consult him about the turning points and chances of success in this affair.
One had to know, it was also this old man before them who had previously asserted that the seal within the Demon-Burying Abyss could at most seal the demon head within for half a year.
After half a year, the demon head would inevitably break through the seal and charge out from within.
Only, this time an Anomaly was encountered, which caused the demoness in red to emerge ahead of schedule and bloodbath all parties.
“In that case, this old man still has a corner of an Array Pattern here, obtained while deducing the seal of the Demon-Burying Abyss. Perhaps it can play a role in this Demon Slaying Event.”
At this moment, the cyan-robed old man seemed to recall something and suddenly took out from within his sleeve a corner of an Array Pattern, shining with brilliant divine light.
This corner of an Array Pattern was laid out with materials of unknown composition, extremely dazzling and eye-catching, immortal light flickering, permeated with an ancient and grand aura, as if an Absolute Being sat enthroned within it.
This caused the expressions of the many supreme beings present to turn solemn, their gazes toward this Array Pattern carrying shock.
With their cultivation, they actually felt a terrifying suppressive force from it.
“The being who sealed the demoness in red back then... just who was it?”
“Unimaginable—to think such an Array Pattern actually exists in this world.”
The leader of a Cult of Immortality had a grave expression, staring fixedly at this corner of the Array Pattern, as if seeing supreme profundities evolving within it.
The others also stared unblinkingly, their hearts greatly shaken. Just what kind of existence could lay out such a supreme Array Pattern?
Hearing these words, the cyan-robed old man’s brows furrowed deeply, seemingly quite apprehensive. Finally, after hesitating for a long time, two words came out of his mouth.
“Taboo.”
He only spoke these two words, not daring to say more about the rest.
Because this corner of the Array Pattern was something he had obtained by chance back then while deducing the matters within the Demon-Burying Abyss. It could only be considered an imitation, possessing at most one percent—perhaps one-thousandth—of the original Array Pattern’s divine might.
The outside world all said he had failed to break through to a higher realm, which led to his death and the dissipation of his Dao. In truth, that was not so. This was the terrifying backlash he suffered back then when deducing the origins of the Demon-Burying Abyss. He had only faintly sensed that despair-inducing, horrifying-to-the-extreme aura.
That was absolutely an existence standing above all living beings—one could not speculate about its realm. It stood upon a level they dared not imagine, could not touch.
That was why he referred to it with the two words “Taboo.”
“With this corner of the Array Pattern, our confidence has grown considerably.”
The expressions of several sect leaders were heavy, their hearts solemn.
At their realm, they could naturally understand what the two words spoken by the cyan-robed old man represented—something that could not be speculated upon.
Further reckless discussion would only bring them Miasma and calamity.
Afterward, they left this place, taking this corner of the Array Pattern with them, planning to go make arrangements and proceed with the Demon Slaying Event.
Very quickly, news of the Demon Slaying Event spread throughout all corners of the Beyond.
Many experts rushed back from the Boundary Marker Sea where battles were raging, intending to personally participate in this battle.
In the eyes of many cultivators, the campaign against the Eight Wastelands region could not be rushed—it required time, waiting for the Boundary Marker Sea to dry up. At that time, it would be the moment for the Beyond’s full-scale invasion.
Therefore, the crucial matter at present was still dealing with the demoness in red who had emerged from the Demon-Burying Abyss.
Many factions and powers had been tragically slaughtered by her, erased from the Beyond. Many ancient life stars had been devoured by her, turned into dead lands.
Her evil was beyond measure.
In the blink of an eye, several days passed. A majestic and ancient Divine City...
Rosy light shone brilliantly, incomparably dazzling. Godly Islands floated in the air, silver springs cascaded like waterfalls, clouds steamed and mist glowed—a myriad of grand sights.
Streaks of divine rainbows descended from all directions of the sky, their bodies all carrying divine radiance, their auras terrifying. Great Daos extended beneath their feet, the void blurring, as if gods were descending one after another.
In other places, terrifying blood qi pierced through the heavens, like wolf smoke, incomparably thick, entwined with chaotic mist—a manifestation of unfathomable cultivation.
These were all supreme beings, their cultivation even surpassing the Sacred King Realm, descending upon this place to jointly discuss the Demon Slaying Event.
From very far away came enormous roars—ancient ferocious beasts descending, lightning flashing and thunder rumbling, rosy light surging.
Many reclusive old monsters and old demons all appeared.
“Could something major have happened? Why are so many powerful figures coming here today?”
“These beings—normally one simply cannot see them at all!”
Many cultivators and living beings were shaken, trembling under the mere wisp of aura they casually leaked, trembling with fear.
Then, a golden, surging dharma body, propping up heaven and earth, appeared in the sky. Its gaze swept over all the cultivators below, its voice resounding like a great bell: “This place will soon become the battlefield of the Demon Slaying Event. We will hunt the demoness in red here. All unrelated persons, leave at once. Do not needlessly add to the casualties.”
Once these words came out, all the cultivators and living beings within the Divine City were instantly stunned, then their hair stood on end, a chill rising within them.
The terror and ruthlessness of the demoness in red—during this period, almost everyone had come to know of it.
This place would actually become the battlefield where the various supreme beings would slaughter the demoness in red! This horrified them. The place immediately erupted into chaos, everyone beginning to flee, carrying their valuables, not daring to linger.
“Amitabha. According to the demoness in red’s route of advance, she will inevitably come to this place in the end.”
“We need only lay down Array Patterns here and make all manner of preparations in advance, then trap her in this place. Even if we cannot deal with her for a time, given enough time, we will surely be able to suppress and grind her to death.”
Within an ancient and grand palace, several ancient monks and Buddhas wreathed in Buddhist light were present, their auras unfathomable, beyond imagination.
At this moment, one of them—an ancient monk with a kind brow and gentle eyes, very much the image of a monk—spoke.
His ears were very large, like jade, gleaming with crystalline light, carrying a wondrous Buddhist charm, as if able to listen to the Six Paths and Three Realms.
They were all supreme beings of Buddhist Mountain, the weakest among them at the Sacred King Realm, holding Buddhist treasures, responsible for crusading against and suppressing the demoness in red.
“Then we shall do as the venerable monks say.”
Opposite them, there were also many supreme beings who nodded at these words, divine light coiling around their bodies, rules and order cascading down—they came from other Cults of Immortality and supreme factions.
Besides these, there were also various rogue cultivators standing at the four corners of the palace, their strength no weaker than the others.