Chapter 821: Rescue, the Primordial Legacy

In the turbid evil abyss, boundless resentments and evil thoughts swirl without end, wailing and sobbing in the terrifying dark turbid air, breeding more eternal darkness.

Zhang Jian's true form emerges from within; at a glance, he sees countless evil spirits, a natural breeding ground for heavenly demons.

Moreover, endless living beings, upon their demise, have their souls directly sucked into this place, enduring the baptism of the turbid evil abyss, or being devoured by terrifying evil spirits and demon gods; the fortunate may fall into deeper layers, becoming newly born evil spirits.

The great cycle of heaven and earth has been completely severed by the power of the turbid evil abyss.

It has become a malignant tumor upon the Stone Dragon Celestial Realm.

Once it grows to a certain extent, it will surely turn back to devour this vast celestial realm's origin, dragging it into the Eye of Returning Ruins, or perhaps into the boundless demon realm dimensions.

Zhang Jian's gaze shifts, and in an instant his form continues flying deeper into the turbid evil abyss.

At this moment, in his perception, the place where Qingxia Daoist Monarch's aura last vanished lies within a certain layer of the turbid evil abyss.

That place should be the domain of a certain demon lord of the Nine Abyssal Demon Realm.

Merely a second-transformation demon lord, yet even in the Nine Abyssal Demon Realm he possesses considerable renown.

But to Zhang Jian, he is nothing more than a slightly larger ant.

Breaking through layer upon layer of intangible turbid evil killing aura forming spatial barriers, Zhang Jian's true form descends.

"Five Turbid Demon Realm!"

At this moment, Zhang Jian's gaze falls upon his feet.

Beneath his feet appears a black boundary stele, upon which demonic script exudes a somber dark hue.

Among the myriad realms, there are five poisons, and also five turbidities.

In fact, the five turbidities are more manifested on the spiritual level, being various adverse changes produced by the evolution of heaven and earth.

This concept is vast indeed.

If one could master the five turbidities, within the Six Great Demon Realms, they would necessarily be an existence of the level of the Six Great Demon Realms' Free and Easy Heavenly Demon Lord, fearing their cultivation nears that of a demon ancestor.

Yet precisely because the concept of the five turbidities is so powerful, the contention among many demon gods over it has become ever fiercer, making it difficult to concentrate upon a single demon lord.

But to master even a portion of the five turbidities concept, this demon lord has already far surpassed ordinary shore-reaching Daoist Monarchs.

At this moment, Zhang Jian's vast primordial spirit will manifests within the Five Turbid Demon Realm; in an instant he sweeps across the entire demon realm, and in his eyes a flash of realization appears.

This time, Qingxia Daoist Monarch did not fall into a trap set by other immortals and gods.

Rather, he was targeted by this demon lord deep within the Five Turbid Demon Realm.

Deep within the Five Turbid Demon Realm, boundless turbid killing evil thoughts wander within the vast demon realm.

This demon realm has no land at all, only terrifying streams of demonic energy flowing through the void, forming a vast formless demon realm.

Within some of these formless demon nests, there are many extraterritorial heavenly demons, even extraterritorial heart-demons currently gestating and taking form.

Moreover, some extraterritorial heavenly demons and extraterritorial heart-demons are engaged in mutual slaughter.

There is also no organized army of extraterritorial heavenly demons within the Five Turbid Demon Realm.

From this one can see the indolence of the demon realm's master within.

Yet being able to maintain such a vast territory without relying on an extraterritorial heavenly demon army also attests to the might of this demon god.

Five Turbid Hall, vast demon hall, majestic,

The towering demon hall drifts to and fro, yet there is not a single demonic presence within; only a wheel of fierce black demonic energy transformed into a demon-sun crown, like the source of heaven and myriad things, inhaling and exhaling boundless turbid evil killing energy.

Its power faintly emanates, as if it could annihilate boundless heavenly realms and burst forth from the Stone Dragon Celestial Realm's enclosure.

Within the demon hall, a black-robed, shoulder-draped humanoid demon monarch sits cross-legged upon a ferocious, icy supreme demon throne; from this place one seems able to behold the Stone Dragon Celestial Realm, and even the countless sufferings of the myriad realms.

Moreover, many demon-sun-like scenes twist upon the murals surrounding the demon hall, as myriad living beings sink into degradation.

At this moment, layers of blazing demonic fire burn around his body; a kind of vast divine power of the myriad realms falling and all things gathering dust surges toward a cluster of primordial immortal spirit light before him.

Deep within the primordial immortal spirit light lies a primordial divine chart.

Within the primordial divine chart, the boundless river of time and space flows faintly into view, with all things of the myriad realms cycling within the river of time and space.

Even as this supreme demon monarch continuously pours terrifying five turbid demonic fire within, he still cannot refine the manifested river of time and space.

Around the primordial divine chart, moreover, layers of merit-golden light flow forth from within, thread by thread counteracting part of the power of the five turbid demonic fire.

Upon seeing this, the Yin-Turbid Demon Monarch slightly furrows his brow and speaks in a deep voice.

"You little immortal, to withstand this monarch's power for so long with a third-transformation Daoist Monarch's body—you do have some skill; this monarch also values talent, and can make an exception to give you another chance: if you are willing to open your heart and mind, enter my demon realm, and become this monarch's heavenly consort, I will let bygones be bygones, and even allow you to continue managing this primordial merit spirit treasure for me!"

Upon hearing this, the light within the primordial divine chart remains unchanged; still, strands of vast merit-golden light burst forth from within, as if filling heaven and earth, surging out of the Five Turbid Demon Realm.

Upon seeing this, the Yin-Turbid Demon Monarch's expression instantly turns icy.

"Do not think this monarch truly cannot deal with you; in my Nine Abyssal Demon Realm there are supreme demon treasures aplenty that can contaminate primordial spirit treasures; if you anger this monarch, you will certainly come to no good!"

At this moment, upon hearing these words, a cold, icy voice emerges from the depths of the primordial Dao chart.

"O demon head, your honeyed words are useless; the Nine Abyssal Demon Realm indeed possesses things capable of contaminating my primordial spirit treasure—the utmost filth—but are you willing to invite complications? Are you willing to part with this primordial spirit treasure upon my person?"

Qingxia Daoist Monarch's expression carries a sneer.

Upon hearing this, the Yin-Turbid Demon Monarch's expression shows no change, yet in his eyes there is a hint of something different.

What Qingxia Daoist Monarch said is correct.

He will absolutely not allow Qingxia Daoist Monarch to escape his control.

He has never seen any Daoist Monarch possess so many primordial spirit treasures.

He will absolutely not allow the secret to leak.

Even if it takes more time to refine this primordial spirit treasure in the other's hand.

At this moment, his expression calm, he speaks.

"Your dying struggle cannot change your fate; if you are wise, you should know that becoming this monarch's heavenly consort is the best outcome for you?"

Upon hearing this, Qingxia Daoist Monarch coldly laughs.

"Becoming your heavenly consort? You are not worthy!"

She then falls completely silent, no longer paying heed to the outside Yin-Turbid Demon Monarch.

This demon lord is cunning; his actions now are merely probing whether she still has hidden cards, with other intentions lurking beneath.

But she is no different—she is using this chance to keep the demon lord's appetite whetted, making him believe she still holds more secrets, thus buying herself more time for self-rescue.

The demon lord surely understands this as well.

They are both locked in a struggle of strength!

The demon lord's face grew slightly grim; he truly intended to borrow the power of the Nine Nether Demon Realm to wear down the defensive spiritual light of this innate spiritual treasure, yet he also realized the other party likely truly possesses immense secrets.

To abandon such a great secret now would be truly regrettable.

Moreover, if he were to draw upon the primordial power of the Nine Nether Demon Realm, he might be detected by the Nine Nether Demon Ancestor, or perhaps several terrifying ancient relics lurking deep within the Nine Nether Demon Realm.

After all, it is said that the Nine Nether Demon Realm has long been left with countless backdoors and hidden hands by these ancient demon gods.

To cast spells using the primordial power of the Nine Nether Demon Realm is a most unsafe practice!

Just as the demon lord was calculating, his expression suddenly changed—he felt, as the master of his life-bound demon treasure, the Five Turbid Hall, that a terrifying divine power had suddenly appeared above it.

This divine power surged mighty and vast, as if piercing through all heavens and realms.

The demon lord instinctively sought to summon the descent of the Nine Nether Demon Realm's primordial power.

Even knowing full well that the primordial power of the Nine Nether Demon Realm had already been backdoored by many powerful demon realm experts, he could no longer afford to hesitate.

But at this moment, his expression suddenly shifted—the terrifying divine power instantly pierced through the defense of the Five Turbid Evil Hall, a middle-grade acquired spiritual treasure, enveloping his entire body, as if he were being suppressed by the power of all heavens and realms.

Boom—!

He seemed to hear the sound of every inch of his flesh and bones shattering within.

In shock, his true form exploded into a blood mist at the spot.

Yet soon, layers of intense five-turbid demon light flowed and turned, the demon sun was reborn, and the demon lord's true form reappeared once more, his eyes flowing with intense fury.

He wields part of the authority of the Five Turbids, his Dao fruit merged into the 【Five Turbids】 concept; as long as the turbid qi exists between heaven and earth, his demon body is immortal and indestructible.

Yet a flawless, jade-white finger appeared out of thin air in the hall, pointing— the demon lord felt a terrifying sense of loneliness and the true intent of death.

At this moment, he felt his supreme demon body, primordial spirit, and even his Dao-heart will heading toward collapse and ruin.

A flash of fear crossed the depths of his eyes as he struggled to mobilize the remnants of his primordial spirit's origin deep within, attempting to pry at the Five Turbids 【concept】 to continue rebirth, but in this moment he felt powerless.

At this moment, he could clearly sense his indestructible supreme demon body, demonic fate and fortune, primordial spirit will, and even the authority concepts he controlled, his demon lord status—all being 'transformed' away by a terrifying power.

That power is the 'transformation' of refinement!

Transforming the void, transforming all things, transforming chaos, even transforming away every trace of the myriad heavens and worlds, leaving nothing behind.

The demon lord clearly knew in his heart: this time, he is surely dead.

Yet doubt still lingered in his eyes.

He could not understand when he had provoked such a terrifying existence.

Those capable of comprehending the source of creation to this degree are few even among the myriad heavens and void.

In the Five Turbid Demon Hall.

A purple-yellow divine light appeared, and Zhang Jian's true form manifested within it.

He did not even look at the Earth Emperor's Smelting Furnace in his palm; with a raise of his hand, a vast divine power enveloped the Heavenly Wheel of Reincarnation Diagram above.

Instantly, a cyan divine light appeared from within.

It was none other than Daoist Lord Qingxia.

At this moment, seeing Zhang Jian in his green robes, Daoist Lord Qingxia couldn't help but curl the corner of her mouth into a faint smile.

But she was not overly surprised, merely smiling as she spoke.

"Ah Yu, you've come just in time—if it were any later, I fear I would truly have been unable to hold on!"

Daoist Lord Qingxia gazed at the Heavenly Wheel of Reincarnation Diagram in her hand, already more than half blackened.

If Zhang Jian had not come, at most ten thousand years, she feared she would have fallen into becoming a lost soul in the demon lord's grasp.

The power of a Second-Turn Demon Lord is indeed beyond what she can now resist.

Her ability to endure this long is entirely due to her innate spiritual treasures.

At this moment, Zhang Jian raised his hand, and several strands of innate spiritual light flew from the depths of the Earth Emperor's Smelting Furnace; these innate spiritual lights, upon flying out, were instantly enveloped by his vast immortal light, and he casually pushed them before Daoist Lord Qingxia.

"Return to their rightful owner!"

These several innate spiritual treasures are respectively the Flowing Light Qin, the Golden Crow Shooting Sun Bow, and the Earth Virtue Cauldron.

All are innate spiritual treasures refined by Daoist Lord Qingxia.

Previously, they had been seized by the demon lord of turbidity.

Seeing this, Daoist Lord Qingxia was not polite—she directly took these treasures back.

But she also noticed that many of these innate spiritual treasures had already been corrupted by demonic aura; to restore them would likely require considerable time.

Daoist Lord Qingxia glanced around at this moment, then suddenly said.

"Ah Yu, what stage has your cultivation reached now?"

Upon hearing this, Zhang Jian frowned slightly, then spoke truthfully.

"Third-Turn Dao Lord!"

Though Daoist Lord Qingxia had suspected as much, she still couldn't help but let a hint of surprise appear in her eyes.

But in the next instant, she asked again.

"Could you possibly withstand the might of the Supreme Dao?"

"Huh?"

A hint of surprise appeared in Zhang Jian's eyes.

Seeing this, Daoist Lord Qingxia merely smiled faintly and said.

"Would you like to pull off a big heist?"

A hint of intense, strange color appeared in the depths of her eyes.

"Daoist Lord, could you elaborate?"

Qingxia Daoist Lord's eyes deepened, revealing a touch of moving color, and he simply said.

"Do you know who the leader of the Qilin clan is among the three ancient clan leaders of the vast wilderness heaven and earth?"

Zhang Jian, upon hearing this, had some speculation in his heart, yet still retained some astonishment in his eyes.

Qingxia Daoist Lord met Zhang Jian's gaze and smiled.

"I have obtained accurate information from the descendants of the Qilin clan; the innate relic left behind by the ancestor of the Qilin clan may very well be here!"