Inside the Demon Scripture Hall, it wasn't only demonic cultivation techniques that filled the shelves—there were also numerous Daoist Scriptures, Demonic Sutras, and even Buddhist Sutras. These weren't direct cultivation methods, but rather sacred texts—summarized insights into the Great Dao, recorded by top cultivators through cryptic scripture.
True laws of the Great Dao cannot be spoken or recorded directly—not even on paper or other objects. They can only be inscribed in the form of scripture, serving as abstract representations of higher understanding. To comprehend these sutras is to glimpse the essence of the Great Dao itself—greatly smoothing the path toward enlightenment and the Dao Fruit. These scriptures were reflections from those who had glimpsed the way ahead.
Compared to ordinary cultivation techniques, these scriptures were the true heritage. Gaining insight from them often allowed one to progress far faster in martial arts cultivation. For example, within Buddhist sects, it was common to say they studied Buddhist scriptures to cleanse their inner demons. In truth, this was merely a cover—for the real goal was to absorb the Dao and Reasoning contained in the sutras to enhance their understanding of cultivation and the Dao.
Such scriptures made grasping profound truths far easier.
"These Daoist and Buddhist sutras are the real treasures—priceless and invaluable."
Yi Tianxie was far more concerned with these Dao scriptures. He copied them without hesitation. Once brought back to Great Yi, these seeds would one day take root and blossom. They also held immense value for his own comprehension.
Unknowingly, a vast number of scriptures had already been duplicated.
There were so many that he didn't even have time to carefully examine all the cultivation manuals.
No one knew how long passed before most of the scriptures had been copied. But several remained—hidden in the deepest, most protected area of the Demon Scripture Hall. These were the core essence, the pinnacle of the entire collection.
With mounting anticipation, he stepped into the heart of the hall.
There stood a shelf entirely forged from pitch-black demonic metal. On it were only a few scrolls and manuals—precious due to their scarcity. These were undoubtedly the most elite among all scriptures.
The array seals did not resist him in the slightest.
He easily picked up one of the manuals.
"Blood God Ancient Scripture"
It was said to be created by a primordial deity born from blood, formed through their comprehension of the blood path. When Yi Tianxie glanced at it, he felt as if he were peering into a vast, boundless Blood River, endless and infinite. Within it, a godlike entity gazed up at the starry sky, its pupils twin crimson vortexes of terrifying force.
Blood-colored scripture lit up before his eyes.
"Blood God Ancient Scripture": Mastering it would allow one to form a Blood River of Life. As long as the blood river remained, the cultivator could not die. Even if slain on the battlefield, they could resurrect from the blood river. At its peak, the blood river could sweep across heaven and earth—extinguishing civilizations, bringing about rebirth.
This was a supreme-level technique, only slightly inferior to the Heavenly Emperor Dragon Sovereign Scripture. If released into the world, it would absolutely ignite massacres. Countless great powers would vie for it in rivers of blood.
Especially the demon cultivators—they would be drawn to it like moths to a flame.
Without hesitation, Yi Tianxie copied the entire Blood God Scripture, then turned to the next.
"Heavenly Gang Immortal Spirit Scripture"
A celestial technique, not demonic.
At first glance, Yi Tianxie was surprised—such a high-grade immortal scripture being housed in the Demon Scripture Hall was unusual. Clearly, this wasn't a mere accident.
Upon closer inspection, he understood.
This wasn't a typical cultivation manual, but a dual cultivation method—combining both body refinement and energy cultivation. It included a powerful physical body technique: Heavenly Gang Immortal Spirit Body, also known as the Heavenly Gang Battle Body.
It refined the body using Nine Heavens Pure Qi, tempering the flesh with Heavenly Gang force. Once matured, the body would become incredibly powerful—imbued with innate immortal aura. Combat prowess would be on par with any divine body. At its peak, one could harness Heavenly Gang power from the void—ripping mountains, overturning seas, even grasping stars.
Its full potential rivaled even the Asura Undying Scripture.
One of the top body cultivation techniques.
Yi Tianxie's eyes gleamed. His own physique had already reached the Fourth Transformation, but he had yet to find a suitable technique for the next stage. Not that there were no choices—just that none had felt right. Until now.
This one resonated.
"Using the Heavenly Gang Immortal Spirit Scripture as the foundation for the fourth body transformation… it's perfect. And it has the potential to awaken top-tier physical divine abilities."
That was what Yi Tianxie truly cared about—the awakening of divine abilities within the body. Whether a technique could birth such potential was his only standard.
Joy flashing in his eyes, he quickly copied the technique.
He continued exploring.
"What's this technique? So powerful…"
As he scanned further, his gaze fell upon a peculiar bookshelf—unlike the others. It had no compartments, only a single bone scripture resting upon it.
It was made from black demonic bone, ancient and plain. At first glance, it looked ordinary. But on closer inspection, the demonic patterns on its surface twisted with cosmic truths, forming a boundless demonic domain.
The ever-changing runes slowly coalesced into ancient characters:
"Primordial Demon Scripture of Ten Thousand Tribulations"
An absolute peerless demonic scripture.
Even the faint aura radiating from it carried a dreadful will—one that could turn ten thousand beings into demons. Compared to the Blood God Scripture, this was even more terrifying.
Just a glance conjured the image of a primordial demon ancestor, a peerless fiend with boundless power. Its majesty rivaled even the Heavenly Emperor Dragon Sovereign Scripture.
"Demon! Demon! Demon!!"
Suddenly, Yi Tianxie's mind was flooded with dark characters, the word "Demon" echoing in his soul. A mysterious voice whispered endlessly—trying to brand the word into his spirit, marking him forever.
But in a flash, Yi Tianxie's eyes glinted with a wicked light. His body dissolved, only to reform instantly.
"What a terrifying scripture—trying to drag me into the demon path. But it's a pity… the demon path is not my way. I am destined to be the origin of the Evil Dao. How could I abandon my foundation?"
Born from boundless evil thoughts, Yi Tianxie was tempered by darkness daily. Though the Primordial Demon Scripture tried to root itself in his soul, it wasn't strong enough.
Still, there was no doubt—it was a world-shaking demonic scripture. If mastered, one could indeed become the Primordial Demon, lord of all demons.
Naturally, he copied the entire scripture—including its visualizations and soul diagrams. Though it might not perfectly preserve the inner Dao resonance, it was the best method possible to retain its legacy intact.
After duplicating over a million scriptures, Yi Tianxie cast one final look around the Demon Scripture Hall.
He didn't touch anything else. With a thought, he turned and left silently.
This time, he wasted no time and immediately began searching the Demon City.
Since entering, he had lost the spiritual trace of Gongsun Daniu. Not completely—it still existed within the city—but the precise location was now obscured. He would have to scour the city to find her.
"Demon Emperor Palace!!"
Unknowingly, he arrived at the largest palace in the city.
This massive structure emitted an invisible pressure, clearly housing a strong will.
"This must be the core of the Demon City. Guarded heavily."
All around, skeletal death guards stood like statues. Patrols of bone soldiers marched endlessly. Not even a fly could sneak in undetected.
"If there are any answers—they'll be inside that palace."
Without hesitation, Yi Tianxie slipped into the shadows and infiltrated the palace.
Inside, the sight stunned him.
"What is that!?"
At the center of the hall was an enormous Blood Pool, filled with blooming crimson lotus flowers—vivid, enchanting, and irresistible.
At the center of the pool, one particularly large lotus bloomed magnificently. Upon it sat a glowing lotus platform. But what truly drew his attention was the blood-red cocoon nestled within the flower—throbbing like a heart, resonating with the world itself.
Each pulse shook the very space. Blood surged into the cocoon, nourishing it, feeding it. Mysterious demonic runes glowed across its surface.
There was life inside.
It was as if a supreme demon god was gestating within.
"A demonic embryo!"
This was no ordinary being—likely the reincarnation of a powerful demon, or the chosen heir of a major demonic faction. The lotus wasn't ordinary either—it was a Primordial Spiritual Root.
Once it emerged, the creature would be born with a Primordial Demon Body—a terrifying existence with unlimited potential.