[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-journey-to-the-end-of-the-night":3,"chapter-journey-to-the-end-of-the-night-journey-to-the-end-of-the-night-chapter-425":6},{"origin":4,"title":5},"english","Journey to the End of the Night",{"chapter":7,"nextChapterSlug":19,"prevChapterSlug":20,"totalChapters":21,"novelImage":22},{"id":8,"novel_id":9,"title":10,"slug":11,"index":12,"content":13,"wordcount":14,"created_at":15,"updated_at":15,"volume":16,"translator":17,"content_hash":18},1715778,2193,"Chapter 425 - 425 412 White Snake and Qingluan","journey-to-the-end-of-the-night-chapter-425",425,"\u003Cp>425: 412: White Snake and Qingluan 425: 412: White Snake and Qingluan “What are you doing?!” Fang Geyu’s eyes suddenly turned frosty.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She unexpectedly brandished her sword across her palm, the Ten Directions Sword in her hand ringing incessantly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Blood soaked into her split palm, sealing the Sword Intent within.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But it was still a step too late.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A massive soul consciousness enveloped the corpse, attempting to seize and possess it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This truly caught Fang Geyu off guard.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This Evil God was actually a Primordial Evil Beast in its true form, the progenitor of all Evil Gods in the world.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It also originated from this terrifying world behind the Bronze Gate, where in this vast, boundless realm, she was absolutely a dominant existence.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Thus, she was extremely selective about the conditions of the body for resurrection and possession.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After waiting for millions of years, she was merely the first host for this Evil God.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Now, faced with a soulless, empty corpse, she couldn’t hold back and directly moved to possess and Devour it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>What particularly about this corpse made her lose her composure so much?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fang Geyu would naturally not let her succeed easily, dragging her blood-soaked palm across the sword’s blade.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Blood covered the sword body, and, with a flick of the Longsword, the bright red Blood Pearls transformed into a straight, fine line shooting toward that ethereal will.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Over sixteen years, Fang Geyu had been able to suppress half of her breath, and naturally, she could easily suppress it back into the sword now.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The will issued an unwilling roar of anger, stirring up gusts of wind that caused the Blood Pool to quake, and the corpse on the altar was lifted by a giant wave, soaring into the air.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Evil God, intending to thwart Fang Geyu, purposefully thrust the unreachable corpse heavily towards her in that moment of being retracted into the sword.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fang Geyu was struck solidly by the cold, hard bones of the corpse.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She spat out blood with a ‘puff’, which lightly splattered across the egregiously white bones of the corpse, revealing a slightly demonic nature.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The icy bones, soaked in fresh blood, seemed to regain warmth, the bone carcass under her touch gradually growing hot and searing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Rising black mist slowly seeped out from the white bones.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>These were blood-devouring foul breaths, like ominous demon intent emerging from the mysterious world of the Heavenly Demons, turning the lifeless corpse into an extremely malicious object in an instant.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The black mist transformed into wisps of smoke, crazily drilling into Fang Geyu’s eyes, ears, mouth, and nose.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>From the heart-soaked bones, countless spider-web-like demon markings quickly spread, looking extremely sinister.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fang Geyu felt her mind boom suddenly, a chilling nausea relentlessly churning in her organs.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Consciousness seemed to fall asleep, as if thrust into a corridor of memories or like a life-review at the moment of death.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Memories that did not belong to her were like a chisel, forcibly splitting open her head, demanding her attention in an undeniable fashion.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She had barely time to react to the pain…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sadness.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Despair.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Loneliness.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Pain.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Anguish.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Shame.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A flood of complex emotions overwhelmed her, as scenes floated by like large fish scales in the deep sea.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fang Geyu’s body subconsciously struggled against the overpowering demonic nature, gradually ceasing its resistance.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A chaotic clamor buzzed by her ears.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The complicated, noisy hustle and bustle seemed to explode inside her ear, the tumult of chaotic years couldn’t be waved away.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her vision darkened, as if sinking into the depths of a vast ocean.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Suddenly, she saw a dream-like, clear moonlight.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The vast lands of China, a beautiful landscape of bright mountains and clear waters, ancient peaks towering like swords straight into the clouds.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wisps of white clouds, under the moonlit night akin to a light veil of mist, encircled the mountaintops.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was a frigid night with snow blanketing the sky.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was exactly the season when frost descends on grass and trees, a melancholy time when all creatures hibernate.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>On that distant summit, Fang Geyu seemed to hear sporadic teasing laughter.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A few young men carrying Longswords laughed, incredibly pleased and smug.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>One of them was tossing a bloody object in his hand.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Qianchi Mountain truly deserves its reputation as a place equally sacred as Penglai for Immortal Spirits.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The legends do not deceive us.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Qianchi has snakes born from snow, enlightened by Nuwa to change their fate.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>By cultivating for a thousand years, they grow horns and have the potential to transform into dragons.”It so happened that Fang Yuge saw that the object being tossed by the young man was a bloody Dragon Horn.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lamps illuminating the mountain paths cast bright and clear visions.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The ground where these youths stood was a sea of swords.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Behind them stood a massive black and gold ancient stele, with the words ‘Sin Sword Pool’ inscribed in large characters.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sin Sword Pool…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fang Geyu felt something stir within her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>So this was the place where the Tianxi Sect suppresses and punishes Demons.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The sea of swords stretched endlessly, bristling with Sword Intent.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Many Spirit Swords, like demon-suppressing towers, pierced through a demon, pinning it permanently into the sword stone with no hope of reincarnation!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Another youth, who had been smiling, suddenly showed a hint of worry on his face: “Although this White Snake has not fully transformed into a dragon and retains its demonic form, it hasn’t done any evil and was even favored by an ancient god.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If we just treat it the same as those atrociously evil demons, what if the Sect Master finds out…”“Heh… you worry too much.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A demon is a demon, and a devil is a devil.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>When have you ever seen the Sect Master show mercy to a demon?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Besides, it was this very snake that was foolish enough to accidentally eat a little ghost that I deliberately released.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It absorbed demonic intent at a crucial moment of transformation, thereby unleashing its demonic nature and injuring our disciples.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>We had no choice but to act to alleviate its sins, right?”Those youths were clearly unharmed, their words full of twisted truths.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>One of them, chuckling, drew the Dragon Horn across his own hand, creating a vivid red wound and cried out bizarrely, “The evil demon hurt me!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ouch!”Upon seeing this, the others exchanged knowing smiles and also extended their hands, deliberately getting injured by the Dragon Horn.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The young man laughed heartily, carefully examining the Dragon Horn in his hand with a feverish and covetous gaze, “This Dragon Horn is a rare material.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If used in sword forging, we could become the new Tianxi Thirteen Swords in a few days.”The lamps embroidered with sword motifs brightly illuminated their crazed, terrifying gazes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A cold, ice-blue Spirit Sword had impaled a White Snake.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The hornless little snake curled up, its body numbed and stiffened by the severe cold emanating from the sword.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>These young men would often appear in the Sin Sword Pool, delighting in torturing and exploiting the imprisoned demons, and each day, they would tear a scale from the White Snake’s body as a trophy to wear.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Although their appearances differed greatly, Fang Geyu, looking at the helpless little snake beneath the sword, somehow knew with certainty that it was the terrifying cataclysmic serpent.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Therefore, this Snake Demon would not die here.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Indeed, as Fang Geyu thought, on a dark, frigid night without moonlight, a Qingluan flew from the distant east.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was recorded in the “Ancient Oddities” that Qingluan was the spirit guardian of Qianchi Mountain.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>For some unknown reason, it had gone extinct two hundred years ago, leaving no trace of Qingluan in the Mortal World.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Protecting Qianchi was Qingluan’s duty.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>There had been a prophecy from an Immortal stating that if the Qingluan could guard the mountain for a thousand years and grow nine white feathers among its plumage, it could shed its demonic form and become immortal.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fang Geyu watched as this Qingluan had already grown eight white feathers, and in another hundred years, it could achieve immortality.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>However, she knew that this Qingluan was destined not to become an immortal…\u003C\u002Fp>",1360,"2026-06-06T15:16:24.480Z",1,"novelbin.me","bfcb73897ebbbf05ee054d481fa51fab835424694506c34689af0a0ca3c19f72","journey-to-the-end-of-the-night-chapter-426","journey-to-the-end-of-the-night-chapter-424",1594,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fjourney-to-the-end-of-the-night-cover.jpg"]