Junior sister, keep forbear for a while, I almost become invincible as soon!-Chapter 763 - 761: Slaying Demons in the Netherworld

Netherworld, north of Mount Tai.

In the deep mountains where ranges intertwined, ancient trees stood thick and tall, their branches dense with foliage. A grayish-black haze wove through the mountains, impenetrable to sunlight, revealing an eerie, gloomy, icy coldness, and a soul-chilling dread.

The mountains were silent, save for the breeze sighing through the trees and the rustling of fallen leaves on the ground.

It was rare to see any living creature here.

But strangely, a woman in green sat cross-legged in this very place. Her beautiful, ethereal face was now furrowed in pain, as if she were enduring some terrible agony, resisting a tearing sensation that ordinary people could hardly bear.

This person was Guang Xiaoyu.

After parting ways with her senior brother Chen Pingping in the Western Wilderness, Guang Xiaoyu had plunged headfirst into the Demon Cultivation Sacred Land.

It was a terrifying world.

Legend told that the Demon Cultivation Sacred Land gathered all the resentment, hatred, evil, greed, and other dreadful malevolent thoughts from between heaven and earth. Some corners even reeked with the heavy stench of death energy and rotting souls.

This death energy was fatal to all living beings, including demon cultivators.

Even in the eyes of ordinary people, demon cultivators were no longer considered normal. They drew their power from the world's evil thoughts and were eventually consumed by them, their bodies becoming mere puppets for demons.

Yet, even they could not resist the death energy; not even the powerful Demon Gods could truly harness it for their own use.

Almost no one knew the origin of this death energy.

However, what others dreaded and avoided at all costs served as a miraculous aid for Guang Xiaoyu's cultivation.

Beyond that, a hidden secret lay deep within the Demon Cultivation Sacred Land: it was connected to the Netherworld by a passage, one once carved open by a Demon God.

Guang Xiaoyu had been greatly shocked. She then searched tirelessly until she finally stepped into the Netherworld.

Terrifyingly, the intensity of the evil thoughts in the Netherworld surpassed even that of the Demon Cultivation Sacred Land.

Resentment, greed, bloodthirst, brutality...

All transformed into gruesome, spectral faces rushing towards Guang Xiaoyu from every direction, retching, howling, and roaring.

However, as these spectral faces approached Guang Xiaoyu, they could not advance another inch, as if blocked by an invisible force.

Within her, the True Solar Scripture circulated. A black halo burned intensely around her. Demons and evil spirits could not harm her; she was immune to all techniques. At first glance, she appeared to be a Demon God cultivating.

At the same time, her Sea of Consciousness was a battlefield of flashing blades and shadowy swords, fraught with peril.

WHOOSH! WHOOSH!

Streams of evil thoughts whistled through Guang Xiaoyu's Sea of Consciousness, brimming with provocation, as if they were the true masters of this inner world.

Guang Xiaoyu steadfastly guarded her mind, her will taking shape, condensing her tiny Primordial Spirit.

The small figure was solemn, appearing delicate yet enshrouded in mist, filled with the powerful rhythm of the Tao, a wooden sword gripped tightly in its hand...

SWOOSH!

The wooden sword slashed out, cutting through the space before it with precise power.

BOOM!

An evil thought shattered on impact and dissipated into the air.

Yet this single sword strike was but a drop in the ocean; the terrifying evil thoughts were too numerous. They were vicious and monstrous, exuding a power that made one tremble.

The evil thoughts hovered in mid-air, seemingly taunting Guang Xiaoyu.

"You have only one sword, yet there are countless millions of us."

"HAHAHAHA..."

What the hell? Dare to provoke me, the Emperor?

Guang Xiaoyu glared. "That was just a test, to see how fragile you are."

One attempt, one minor attack. After all, this is my Sea of Consciousness; I don't want to make things too chaotic.

The moment she finished speaking, the wooden sword in her hand slashed out again. Endless streams of Sword Intent burst forth from it, seemingly an inexhaustible supply.

The evil thoughts floating in mid-air suddenly showed terror. Their previous arrogance vanished completely as they tried to flee.

However, the Sword Intent from the wooden sword had already locked onto them. A surge of overwhelming Sword Intent erupted, sweeping away everything in its path. In no time, the entire world quieted down.

Guang Xiaoyu's face broke into a smile. She made a dismissive sound. "A bunch of trash! Do you know who the Demon Emperor is? Do you know who the Demon Emperor's senior brother is?"

"My senior brother has slain experts of the Emperor Realm! My senior brother has forged Heaven Tao Divine Weapons! My senior brother... is already invincible! You dare to bully me?"

Her expression was one of utter contempt.

However, I have to admit, the resentment and hatred here are far more intense than anything in the Demon Cultivation Sacred Land. Being in its midst for too long makes even me feel like I'm about to be devoured.

Fortunately, I, Lord Demon Emperor, am powerful enough. With a single thought, flowers bloom... no, with this wooden sword in hand, I can suppress all the evils of the world.

Excellent! The path of demonic cultivation begins here.

「Over the course of a year,」

Guang Xiaoyu allowed these "evil" forces to consume her, using them to gain understanding while also attempting to slay the demons within. Her gains were tremendous; her realm had now advanced to the second level of the Saint King.

However, just when she thought she had successfully slain the inner demon, the Heavenly Demon deep within her Sea of Consciousness suddenly awakened, its sinister and chilling laughter reverberating. The demonic sound pierced her ears, scrambling her mind. A potent, bewitching power radiated outwards, sending ripples through the space of her Sea of Consciousness. For a moment, Guang Xiaoyu's many emotions were stirred; the turbulent thoughts deep within her heart seemed to be laid bare.

The deepest of these was her possessive desire for her senior brother. She had to have him, all to herself; no other woman was allowed near him...

Jealousy, possession, greed, slaughter, bloodthirst, frenzy...

Endless thoughts emerged as dark shadows from the base of the Demon God. Guang Xiaoyu's bright eyes turned from black to red, so vivid it seemed blood was about to drip from them.

The Green Demon, shrouded in black mist, parted its lips slightly. "Transform into a demon, slay evil? Foolish wishful thinking... Unless you sever the seven emotions and six desires, and possess Supreme power to suppress them. But, can you? Are you willing to? These boundless malicious thoughts are terrifying, aren't they? They stem from the demon in your heart, not from us. To slay the demon, you must first slay yourself... You are us, and we are you... HEH HEH HEH..."

The Primitive Demon God's demonic eyes were half-open; a smile touched its lips, but it remained silent.

"Shatter!" Guang Xiaoyu roared internally.

The Void in her Sea of Consciousness reconverged. Her thoughts materialized, forming a broadsword that swept across the sky with the force of ten thousand jun. The True Solar Scripture was unleashed, black light burning upon the Sword Body, its purest yang energy slashing through all the darkness and evil in the world.

This sword strike shook the heavens and the earth; the world within her Sea of Consciousness seemed on the verge of collapse.

The Green Demon's expression changed drastically.

The Primitive Demon God also looked solemn.

This was a strike aimed at mutual destruction...

With that one strike, although the two Demon Gods were once again reduced to nothingness, Guang Xiaoyu was not in good shape either. The world within her Sea of Consciousness was in turmoil, the space showing signs of fracturing.

The two Heavenly Demons had awakened during Guang Xiaoyu's attempt to slay her inner demon, seizing the opportunity to coax out the evil thoughts from the depths of her heart, aiming to take control of her body.

Guang Xiaoyu, likewise, had utilized the momentum of her apparent rampage to exert her full strength in that sword strike, once again suppressing the two Heavenly Demons.

One misstep, and she could have utterly perished, her soul scattered.

I might become the first Demon Emperor in the long history of the Nine Heavens to nearly slay myself.

Guang Xiaoyu let out a helpless laugh, mocking herself inwardly. Is it still not feasible? Must I sever the seven emotions and six desires?

Scenes from her past flashed before her eyes, invariably involving her senior brother—his every action, his voice and smile, his captivating charm, his doting and tolerance...

No, I will never give up. There must be another way.

To think that I, the mighty Demon Emperor, almost fell for the deception of a mere demon!

Guang Xiaoyu looked into the distance, her gaze intense.

Just now, in that direction, I sensed a familiar fluctuation.