Chapter 1773: Chapter 1807: Demon Nature Holy War Conquers All Eighteen Layers of Hell!

The master of the Beiming Family is someone whose actions depend on their mood. When in a good mood, they naturally lend a hand. But when in a bad mood and of no use, that dog can only be used as live cannon fodder...

In a luxurious garden at the southeastern corner of the Beiming Mansion... On a pavilion, an ancient long qin, a woman dressed in snow-white clothes, a pot of tea.

At this moment, the woman was continuously and elegantly playing the ancient long qin placed on the small table with graceful music that lingered. Those who understood qin would naturally appreciate the flavor; those who didn’t would find it a discordant noise.

"Xiaoyu, why do I feel a hint of bitterness in your music? Do you have lingering thoughts?"

The qin music suddenly stopped as Qing Fu, who had been guarding Beiming Yu and never leaving her side, walked out of the garden. Still dressed in a black cloak from head to toe, revealing no appearance, not even fingertips.

"Yes, I have many lingering thoughts now, constantly emerging one after another in my mind. I wanted to play the qin to calm my mind, but after playing, instead of feeling peaceful, the more I played, the more unsettled I felt, as if something significant was about to happen."

"Is it the matter of the South Heavenly Gate that is bothering you?" Qing Fu’s Yin Yang raspy voice was extremely grating, like sandpaper.

"Perhaps. Do you think that boy has any chance of returning alive from the Dark Prison? Back in the day, a thousand cultivators died on each layer of the eighteen-layer prison. Given his current strength, it’s difficult for him to enter the depths, right?"

Beiming Yu’s bright eyes flashed with unusual light, recalling certain memories she was reluctant to mention.

"What is meant to come will come; avoiding it is useless. If the boy truly perishes in the eighteen-layer prison, that’s his fate. Moreover, it’s rumored that his father once went there. He might encounter his father, who knows?"

"His father? You mean the Holy War? No! Impossible! Holy War is a variable, an unexpected emergence of someone who shouldn’t exist in this era. His sudden appearance surprised us. But the day will come, and we hope he won’t disappoint us!" Beiming Yu reflected, gently strumming her fingers, but halted the qin music mid-strike, preventing it from resurfacing.

"Xiaoyu, now is not the time to discuss the Holy War. I’m thinking whether the Heavenly Punishment Alliance will really bring down the South Heavenly Gate? If it truly falls, it would indeed be unfortunate. After all, that guy has exerted efforts a hundredfold over ordinary people in the last half year. If it truly collapses, it would greatly affect us, as the people we’re observing might play a crucial role in parallel universes."

"So, are you suggesting that our Beiming Family should lend him a hand? But, Qing Fu, you must consider well; the one sect, two religions, and three holy lands are not easily offended. If we provoke these super forces, it won’t benefit us at all!" 𝓯𝙧𝙚𝒆𝙬𝙚𝒃𝙣𝙤𝒗𝓮𝓵.𝙘𝙤𝙢

"Hehe, Xiaoyu, are you truly willing to abandon this painstakingly cultivated big fish? It wasn’t easy to nurture this big fish."

"Alright. Since you understand my thoughts, I have nothing more to say. Fine, Qing Fu, just act at the crucial moment. However, I hope it’s done cleanly, without letting those watching the Beiming Family discover it. This doesn’t bring much benefit to our Beiming Family..."

After speaking, Beiming Yu slightly raised her head, closed her eyes, deeply inhaled the garden fragrance. Her fingers gently lifted, soothing her mind again, playing the music in her heart...

Whether she can intervene in the upcoming crisis of the South Heavenly Gate is another matter...

That day... In Jiangzhou Taishang Sect, Huzhou Divine Sky Sect, Qingzhou Demon God Sect, Xuzhou Jiuxiao Holy Land, Jizhou Great Wilderness Holy Land, Cang Mountain Qingchi Holy Land, Yanjing Ouyang Family, Nolan Family, Shangguan Family... all stirred.

Also from various major sects of Huaxia: Taiyi Sect, Jiuhuang Sect, Star Pavilion, Liuhe Association, Qingtian Sect, War God Sect, Hongmen, Green Gang, and several small families in Jiangzhou. Thousands of people formed the Heavenly Punishment Alliance, starting a grand march towards the headquarters of the South Heavenly Gate...

Meanwhile, deep in the Dark Prison, Lin Zifeng was always following the Demon Nature Holy War advancing inward. Starting from the third layer, Demon Nature Holy War led them, crushing all the way to the seventh layer!

Layer by layer exploded! The Fourth Layer Ghost King, Fifth Layer Rune King, Sixth Layer Big Snake King, Seventh Layer Peacock King!

"I say dead dog, does every layer of this Dark Prison have a king? Have these people always lived in such ghostly places?" Lin Zifeng was now wondering. Every layer had a layer Demon King; where did these Demon Kings originate?

"Damn! How should I, your good-looking uncle, know? I’m also following along!" The handsome fellow raised his head, pouted, grimaced and said, "By the way, kid, your father is really fierce. From the third layer, he’s continued up to the seventh layer. Each layer’s Demon King seemed unable to avoid your father when encountered. Not sure whether the Peacock King, who was injured by your father earlier, dares to come out now."

"..."

Lin Zifeng forced a smile, the Peacock King of the Seventh Layer, Sub-Saint Seventh Layer Heaven, was slapped away into the darkness by his father, making him afraid to emerge. It indeed scared him.

"Boy, don’t blame me for not warning you. The Seventh Layer is the Peacock King; he was a dazzling figure centuries ago. If you go deeper, you’ll probably face progressively stronger opponents. This Demon Nature Holy War seems to have no consciousness anymore, only knowing how to kill. Who knows how long he’ll keep fighting. If we keep following, sooner or later, we’ll both end up dead!"

Lin Zifeng hesitated too; after finally finding his father, it turned out to be this Demon Nature Holy War. And he seemed never-ending, continuously fighting deeper. If he followed further, he would surely perish here. His father’s combat power was unparalleled, but it doesn’t mean he can protect him.

Unaware of what’s happening outside, Lin Zifeng and the handsome fellow had been inside for a long time. In the perpetually dark Dark Prison, time is difficult to discern.

"No! I’ve finally found my father. I can’t let him go deeper alone." Lin Zifeng rejected the handsome fellow’s proposal, as he still hadn’t figured out how many layers the depths of the Dark Prison contained.

If the Demon Nature Holy War keeps fighting, and dies, Lin Zifeng will regret it for a lifetime! He had only this father, and without seeing his living father, he preferred to believe the one before him was his real father.

(I’m speechless. My QQ account was hacked. It took a long time to recover. Couldn’t log in since last night. Damn!)