Chapter 34: Never thought you'd also be dazed by love

The Three Thousand Worlds and the True Love Sword are extremely similar.

But it cannot, like the True Love Sword, replicate the innate divine ability of those it has slain.

It does so by imprisoning the target's soul, burning it in battle, and thereby forcibly drawing out the target's innate divine ability.

Every tombstone in the illusory cemetery represents an imprisoned soul.

Yan Beicheng said: "Those I kill are mediocre and inept; I will let them sublimate, releasing the only brilliance of their lives."

The Yuling Master Lineage possesses extraordinarily strong mental power, and their bodies can hold far more spirit energy than other cultivators.

Yan Beicheng's spirit energy is like an ocean; among all Seventh Realm cultivators you have seen, he has the greatest capacity for spirit energy.

It is actually enough to match thirty percent of yours.

You said to Yan Beicheng: "After you lose, help me with something."

Yan Beicheng scoffed: "If you can defeat me, what's the harm in doing a hundred things for you?"

You saw his arrogance.

Arrogant as he is, he would never allow himself, a Seventh Realm cultivator, to lose to you, a Sixth Realm cultivator.

You placed your hand on your chest and drew once more the True Love Sword forged from gathered soul power.

The Sword Burial Mound unfolded beneath your feet.

By now, the number of living beings dead by your hand is unknown, and the dim Sword Burial Mound stretches boundlessly.

You looked at Yan Beicheng, pointed the sword tip vertically at the ground, and softly chanted: "Burial Spirit Domain, Hundred Ghosts Night Parade."

The sword sank into the ground like water.

Black spirit energy surged forth like an angry howling ocean, instantly devouring the cemetery formed from Yan Beicheng's spirit energy.

"You! You!!"

"No! Impossible!!"

"How could anyone possess such a terrifying amount of spirit energy? Even the Spirit Master's supreme divine power, the True Love Sword, could not achieve this!!"

Yan Beicheng was completely thrown into disarray.

You lightly raised a finger; within the black spirit energy ocean, a ghostly form sprang out and executed a divine power that once existed in the mortal world.

"What does it matter if you have more spirit energy? The Seventh Realm possesses a power you can never touch!"

Within Yan Beicheng's spirit energy ocean, a Dao lotus slowly blossomed, releasing a unique Dao resonance that transformed the very nature of his surrounding spirit energy.

You said nothing, merely raising finger after finger.

Endless ghostly forms surged forth, employing various divine powers replicated from the True Love Sword; they were more tumultuous than a tsunami, completely submerging Yan Beicheng, so much so that even his Dao lotus could not fully bloom.

As for why your spirit energy capacity is so high, only you know.

Born lacking one soul and one po, you cannot possess a destined spirit, but the void in your soul allows you to absorb spirit energy almost without limit.

You were born at a yin year, yin month, yin day, and yin hour; your constitution is special, and all spirit energy you draw into your body turns yin in nature.

Thus you reforged the omen of your birth—the Hundred Ghosts Night Parade, the Corpse King Opens the Way.

You called it—the Burial Spirit Domain.

But doing so will greatly reduce your lifespan; your lifespan will no longer increase as you advance in realm.

Even the Nine-Tailed Soul-Stabilizing Pearl sent by Tu Shan Jiao Jiao can barely keep you alive.

Yan Beicheng lost.

He knelt on the ground, his heart like dead ash, unable to believe it.

Yan Beicheng asked: "Why don't you kill me?"

You calmly replied: "I said I would have you help me with one thing; after you do it, your life or death is yours to decide."

Yan Beicheng's arrogance runs deep; his words will surely be carried out.

You said: "Come with me to Chao Sheng Shan."

Yan Beicheng widened his eyes: "Are you crazy?"

Chao Sheng Shan is a holy land of the Demon Tribe.

Now, demon kings from all corners of the Demon Tribe have gathered on Chao Sheng Shan, seeking to elect a Leader of the Demons.

Anyone who goes there walks a dead-end path.

"If you don't want to go, I won't force you."

What you need is an assistant willing to give their all; you cannot compel them, which is why you chose Yan Beicheng.

"Of course I will go."

Yan Beicheng said: "I simply don't want you to die so early, but since you are bent on seeking death, I can only accompany you in dying."

Perhaps in Yan Beicheng's view, this journey means ten deaths and no life; actually, you think the same.

But you know that the meaning of your life lies there.

Tu Shan Jiao Jiao is destined never to become Leader of the Demons; she goes merely because of her inner obstinacy, wanting to break the rules.

To break the rules for you!

And how could you watch her bear everything alone?

You once thought that reaching the Seventh Realm would settle everything, but reality's constraints far surpass that.

You and Yan Beicheng set out on the journey.

Along the way, you asked Yan Beicheng a question.

You asked him: "How do you imprison souls within your spirit energy ocean and forcibly shape the divine power known as the Three Thousand Worlds?"

You felt that perhaps this path could elevate your combat prowess to the next level.

Formerly, you never imagined imprisoning others' souls for your own use; now you believe that, to clear the road, nothing is off-limits.

Anyway, this world has already been cruel enough to you.

On this journey, you decided to become a complete villain, a great demon feared by both humans and demons.

To your surprise, Yan Beicheng told you the method without leaving out a single detail.

You asked him: "Aren't you afraid that in this lifetime you'll never surpass me?"

He said: "Since you don't hesitate to ask, I naturally won't conceal anything."

At that moment, you found this person adorably foolish.

From the method Yan Beicheng taught you, you learned many new ideas; in return, you told him some of your insights about the True Love Sword.

Sometimes you two are not like enemies, but more like friends.

After a long journey, you and Yan Beicheng smoothly arrived outside Chao Sheng Shan; just ahead lies the Demon Tribe's Clan-Protecting Grand Array.

As soon as you step inside, you will surely be discovered.

Yan Beicheng's curious gaze followed you all the way, and he finally couldn't help asking: "What exactly do you intend to do by coming here?"

You said: "I have fallen in love with a demon."

Yan Beicheng stared, speechless: "I thought you were a saint; I never expected someone as aloof as you to have your head turned by love."

He quickly put on a gossipy expression: "Come on, tell me, who is that demon?"

As the saying goes, gossip is human nature.

You believed this saying for the first time.

"Tu Shan Jiao Jiao."

There's nothing you can't say about the name of your beloved; you proudly told Yan Beicheng.

"Tu Shan Jiao Jiao? Is she the new Emperor Lord of the Tu Shan Clan?!"

Yan Beicheng was stunned: "She's been acclaimed as the most talented demon of the past thousand years!"

You shook your head: "I don't know those things; I only know she is my wife."

You haven't held a wedding banquet, but in your heart Tu Shan Jiao Jiao is your wife, and you have long been husband and wife in fact.

"Wow!"

Yan Beicheng laughed loudly: "This trip is worth it—although we'll die miserably, our fame will surely endure for ages."

You remained silent.

This guy, how did he start getting hopeful?

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Yan Beicheng·Three Thousand Worlds