Chapter 110: Desperate Situation, Ten Years

Northern Region, Great Abyss.

The bitter winter was like a prison, freezing dripping water into ice.

This was the suppression site of a generation's great Devil Head,

ever since the great Devil Head Xiahou Yuan was defeated by Heavenly Sword Master five years ago, he had been sealed here.

Heavenly Sword Master was compassionate, and even though the great Devil Head Xiahou Yuan was monstrously wicked and the leader of countless Devil Heads in the Five Regions,

he still did not kill him.

On the eighteenth level beneath the Great Abyss, an emaciated figure sat there.

His collarbones were pierced by black chains, and his limbs were further locked by chains.

The surfaces of all the chains were covered with dense patterns, faintly isolating heaven and earth and suppressing everything.

"Brother Xiahou, I'm sorry!"

"Qing'er, why, why must you betray me? What is the benefit of defecting to Heavenly Sword Master? Can he give you a status superior to all living beings?"

"Brother Xiahou, it's fake. I am not the 'Qing'er' in your mouth. The descendants of the Bai family died out long ago. I merely borrowed the Bai family's Bloodline to get close to your side, and my real name is not 'Bai Qing'er'."

"Do you remember back then when you were hunted down and severely injured to the point of death? It was I who saved you, and it was I who washed your marrow and changed your tendons for you."

"Brother Xiahou, this is also fake. The people who hunted me down back then were all just putting on a show for you to see."

"When you suffered Qi Deviation during Cultivate, I used rare fruits of heaven and earth to prolong your life."

"It's all fake. I intentionally suffered Qi Deviation, and the purpose was to let you discover that my Bloodline aura was related to the Bai family, making you mistakenly believe that I was a descendant of the Bai family."

"I conferred upon you the title of Empress of Demons, allowing you to command the demons of the Five Regions, standing above tens of millions of living beings."

"Brother Xiahou, you are a Devil Head, the source of chaos in the world. Because of you, the Devil Heads of the Five Regions gathered together. If you do not die, all living beings will die!"

On the eighteenth level beneath the Great Abyss, Xiahou Yuan sat there, and everything from the past flashed rapidly in his mind like pictures.

No one knew that the background of the great Devil Head Xiahou Yuan was very ordinary, born in an ordinary village.

When Xiahou Yuan was ten years old, he accidentally entered a cave and obtained a Demonic Path Legacy from it.

However, when Xiahou Yuan returned to the village, he found that everyone in the village had been completely slaughtered by passing Devil Heads.

Ever since then, Xiahou Yuan stood completely opposed to Devil Heads.

Xiahou Yuan's Cultivate Aptitude was extremely high. Relying solely on that Demonic Path Legacy, he Cultivated to the Fourth Realm.

During this period, Xiahou Yuan was also doing his utmost to hunt down various Devil Heads.

But very quickly, Xiahou Yuan discovered that Devil Heads could never be completely exterminated.

Even if all the Devil Heads in the world were slaughtered clean, at most fifty or a hundred years later,

a new batch of Devil Heads would be born.

Because the Demonic Path Cultivate method, even with countless hidden dangers, was undoubtedly taking a shortcut compared to those Cultivate methods of the Righteous Path.

As long as living beings did not cease, someone would fail to control themselves and embark on the path of the Demonic Path.

Therefore, Xiahou Yuan thought of another method.

Since Devil Heads could not be exterminated, he would become the strongest Devil Head himself.

Then he would "establish rules" for the Devil Heads of the world, so that the harm of the Devil Heads could be

bound within a stable range as much as possible.

However, Xiahou Yuan ignored the Righteous Path forces.

Just as Xiahou Yuan was continuously integrating the Five Regions Demonic Path, in the eyes of the Righteous Path forces, he became a thorn in their side and a prick in their flesh.

Originally, the Five Regions Demonic Path was scattered like loose sand and could not pose too much threat to the Righteous Path forces; even if people died, they were ordinary civilians.

But now, the Five Regions Demonic Path was about to be unified—how could that be allowed?

Thus, there was that earth-shattering battle between the Righteous Path and the Demonic Path five years ago.

Originally,

with Xiahou Yuan's strength,

even if he lost, he could still retreat completely unscathed.

But he ignored "Qing'er", who had accompanied him for decades.

"Qing'er."

In Xiahou Yuan's dead gaze, a trace of tenderness welled up.

Even though he was betrayed by "Qing'er" and reduced to his current plight, Xiahou Yuan still never resented "Qing'er".

"It's just that I don't know whether, without me, this world is peaceful under heaven as you, Heavenly Sword Master, wished?"

Xiahou Yuan's aura grew weaker and weaker.

His Qi Sea was sealed, his Primordial Spirit was suppressed, and coupled with the loss of the will to survive, Xiahou Yuan's vitality was rapidly draining away.

Just as he was about to be completely obliterated,

silently,

a consciousness descended.

Lin Yuan was slightly startled, and immediately felt the endless pain gushing out from the position of his chest's collarbones and his limbs.

"What kind of starting setup is this?"

Lin Yuan took a light breath, only to feel the pain instantly multiply by several times.

This caused Lin Yuan not to dare move at all, and even his breathing became cautious.

Very quickly,

Lin Yuan quickly browsed through Xiahou Yuan's memories, "One of the absolute top Experts in the world, the existence most likely to Breakthrough the Ninth Realm, yet he was defeated in that battle five years ago and ended up with this kind of ending?"

"If it weren't for me, Xiahou Yuan would have already died just now." Lin Yuan felt his extremely weak Physical Body.

"But since I have come, everything will be different. What you, Xiahou Yuan, dare not face, I will face in your stead."

Outside the Great Abyss,

more than a dozen patrollers took a circle, found no abnormalities, and gathered together to chat.

The Northern Region was inherently a bitter and cold place, and the Great Abyss even more so, deserving to be called a forbidden zone of life.

If it were not for guarding the great Devil Head Xiahou Yuan sealed below, who would stay in this kind of place?

In fact, calling it guarding was actually just putting on a show to confirm whether Xiahou Yuan in the prison below was dead or not.

The prison of the Great Abyss: people outside could not go in, and people inside could not come out.

"As expected of Xiahou Yuan, he still hasn't died even after five years."

Among the dozen or so guards, a triangular-eyed man sighed with emotion.

Although they did not dare to enter the eighteenth level underground, they had means to confirm whether Xiahou Yuan was dead or alive.

This was the backup plan left behind by Heavenly Sword Master when he sealed Xiahou Yuan in this place back then.

"I heard that five years ago, the battle between Xiahou Yuan and Heavenly Sword Master shook the heavens and shattered the earth, and in the end, Heavenly Sword Master used the ultimate arts of the Heaven Sword Sect to shatter Xiahou Yuan's Demonic Path true body—"

another guard said in a low voice.

Placed in this bitter and cold land, their only joy was discussing that legendary great Devil Head Xiahou Yuan.

After all, this person was locked right under their feet.

"I have heard another version, which says that the 'Queen of Demons' by Xiahou Yuan's side was actually Heavenly Sword Master's childhood sweetheart, and in the end, it was precisely because of this 'Queen of Demons' defecting that Xiahou Yuan was ruined and sealed."

The third guard couldn't help saying.

"Impossible, right?"

"What kind of figure is Heavenly Sword Master? Holding the reins of the world's Righteous Path, how could he use such methods?"

"Indeed, I also feel it's impossible. Back then, even when Heavenly Sword Master defeated Xiahou Yuan, he didn't kill him, but instead suppressed him here to live on ignobly."

"Facing a heinous great Devil Head like Xiahou Yuan, Senior Heavenly Sword Master still harbored a heart of benevolence and redemption; how could he possibly use such despicable methods?"

Guard after guard expressed their views. Quite a few of them deeply "adored" Heavenly Sword Master, naturally not allowing others to "slander" him like this.

"Benevolence?"

"Compassion?"

"It's all bullshit!"

On the eighteenth level underground, a sneer appeared on Lin Yuan's face.

The reason Heavenly Sword Master did not kill him was entirely out of concern for the Demonic Path secret art mastered by Xiahou Yuan——

the Primordial Spirit Separation Parasitic Great Art.

This Demonic Path secret art was similar to the method of Possession.

Once the Physical Body died, the Primordial Spirit would fly away and escape.

To find a suitable carrier to parasitize.

The Primordial Spirit was condensed from the power of spirit and Soul, not being a physical entity, making it very difficult to restrain and deal with.

In that battle five years ago, if Heavenly Sword Master had killed Xiahou Yuan, it would have been very difficult to block Xiahou Yuan's escaping Primordial Spirit.

And letting Xiahou Yuan's Primordial Spirit escape was equivalent to fighting that battle in vain; decades or a hundred years later, Xiahou Yuan would recover his full strength and make a comeback.

Therefore,

Heavenly Sword Master thought of a method.

That was to Seal Xiahou Yuan's Physical Body, trap his Primordial Spirit within the Physical Body, and then suppress his Physical Body beneath the Great Abyss.

Wanting to grind Xiahou Yuan to death by sheer force.

This method was indeed effective; only five years had passed, and Xiahou Yuan could no longer hold on.

If Lin Yuan hadn't descended, he would probably already be dead by now.

"Qing'er."

After viewing Xiahou Yuan's life, Lin Yuan discovered the culprit who led to Xiahou Yuan's current plight.

In fact, even encountering the betrayal of "Qing'er", with Xiahou Yuan's methods, there was still a high possibility of escaping.

At most, the price paid would just be a little larger.

It was just that at the time, Xiahou Yuan was utterly disheartened, and "Qing'er's" defection caused his state of mind to collapse somewhat, so he didn't put up much resistance.

"Foolish."

"Such an expert, actually getting bewitched by such low-level emotions."

Lin Yuan frowned tightly.

During his Peak period, Xiahou Yuan was a Ninth Realm Peak expert.

And the Ninth Realm Peak was roughly equivalent to a Tier 4 Evolver of the Main World.

If Xiahou Yuan had had a strong survival awareness five years ago, it would have been impossible for him to be suppressed here, and Lin Yuan would not be in his current predicament.

"Forget it."

Lin Yuan began to ponder.

The Great Abyss was an extremely magical place; not only was it a forbidden zone for Mortals, but for those powerful Cultivators,

it was likewise a forbidden zone.

Because the deeper one went into the Great Abyss, the power mastered by Cultivators would be suppressed; the eighteenth level of the Great Abyss was enough to reduce Seventh Realm and Eighth Realm Experts into Mortals.

Of course,

these were not any problem for Lin Yuan.

What truly made things tricky for Lin Yuan were the six black chains sealing his body.

These six black chains had two piercing through the chest's collarbones, and four pinning down his limbs.

The chains were forged from deep-sea millennium fine gold; even as strong as a Ninth Realm expert, it was very difficult to cause damage to them.

On the surface of the fine gold were even carved the secret texts of the Heaven Sword Sect's Legacy.

Just these six black chains suppressed Lin Yuan tightly to death.

Moving even a fraction would cause endless pain to gush out.

Besides the chains, Lin Yuan's Physical Body and Primordial Spirit Soul were also heavily sealed by secret methods.

The reason Heavenly Sword Master dared to lock Xiahou Yuan beneath the Great Abyss was because he was certain that there was no possibility of him breaking free.

"With so many sealing methods, Xiahou Yuan indeed couldn't break free."

Lin Yuan sighed.

But he was not Xiahou Yuan; after pondering for a moment, Lin Yuan immediately thought of several methods.

The first was to minimize the suppression of the six black chains on his body and Primordial Spirit as much as possible.

Only in this way would Lin Yuan have the opportunity to recover his strength. As long as he returned to Tier 4, even if it wasn't the twelfth segment, leaving the Great Abyss would be more than enough.

"Within the Swallowing Heaven evolution pathway, there is a 'Devouring' method that can transform all kinds of heterogeneous energy in the world into one's own use."

"Using Taiji, I will operate this method to slowly devour the essence parts of the deep-sea fine gold inside the black chains."

"As long as the deep-sea fine gold is reduced to scrap iron, the secret texts engraved on it will naturally become like water without a source, unable to form any suppression against me."

Lin Yuan nodded slightly.

The Swallowing Heaven evolution pathway was an evolution pathway surpassing Tier 6 in the Seven Star Cave World.

It was extremely bizarre and could affect the mindset of an Evolver.

But I must say, this evolution pathway was indeed powerful; even when Lin Yuan was in such a desperate situation, it could still play a role.

"Let's begin."

Lin Yuan closed his eyes and slowly operated the Qi and blood in his body. While enduring immense pain, he slowly began to wear down the six black chains.

"Using the most basic method of Qi and blood operation, it truly did not trigger the backlash of the Primordial Spirit Seal."

Lin Yuan collected his thoughts.

His Physical Body and Primordial Spirit were both heavily sealed by secret techniques; as long as he used a tiny bit of power, he would encounter backlash.

Only now, simply operating basic Qi and blood clearly did not meet the 'requirements' for backlash.

After all, the operation of basic Qi and blood was too broad; as long as a person was alive and breathing, Qi and blood were operating slowly.

Heavenly Sword Master's original idea was to grind Xiahou Yuan to death, so he naturally left a path of survival.

Outside the Great Abyss,

two guards were slowly approaching the entrance.

These two guards were one big and one small.

The big one was a middle-aged man with a full face of beard.

The small one was only twenty-some years old, still showing childishness on his face.

"Is this the Great Abyss? It's too terrifying."

The young guard was named Zhao Si, a Second Realm Cultivator.

At this moment, however, his expression was heavy, as if he was enduring immense pressure.

They hadn't even entered the Great Abyss yet; just by getting close, Zhao Si felt that his Qi and blood were almost submersed, like a Mortal, bearing extreme pressure with every step he took.

One can imagine,

what kind of terrifying pressure Xiahou Yuan, who was suppressed at the deepest part of the Great Abyss on the eighteenth underground level, was enduring every single moment.

"Keep it down."

The bearded middle-aged man next to him said in a low voice.

For some reason, the closer they got to the entrance of the Great Abyss, besides the physical pressure, they felt even more spiritual pressure.

Perhaps it was because the one locked inside was that legendary great Devil Head.

A person's name is like a tree's shadow.

Even though five years had passed,

even though they clearly knew that this legendary great Devil Head was no longer like before,

even though they could now trample this legendary great Devil Head beneath their feet,

the awe and fear originating from the depths of their Souls were still there.

Just like a sheep seeing a tiger, even if this tiger was about to die of old age, it still dared not approach.

A moment later,

the two arrived at the entrance of the Great Abyss.

They cautiously looked in front of the entrance.

On that pitch-black stone lantern,

a cluster of flames was burning slowly inside.

"Xiahou Yuan is alive."

The bearded middle-aged man spoke.

This lantern was left behind by Heavenly Sword Master, which could perceive the life status of Xiahou Yuan on the eighteenth underground level at all times.

If Xiahou Yuan completely died and his Primordial Spirit perished,

the flame inside the lantern would go out.

Right now the flame was still burning,

indicating that Xiahou Yuan was not dead.

"Not dead."

Zhao Si beside him shrank his neck.

He couldn't imagine how, without any food supplies,

Xiahou Yuan had lived until now in the deepest part of the Great Abyss.

"Let's go quickly."

The bearded middle-aged man confirmed the lantern's status and immediately brought Zhao Si back.

Just like that,

in the blink of an eye, ten years later arrived.