DDT - Chapter 175

Chapter 175: Immortal Venerable × Meow Meow Cat (Epilogue 1)

Because the array had suffered a near-devastating attack, the demon cultivator, in order to achieve his goal and prevent his years of hard work from being wasted, mustered all his strength. He mobilized the remaining blood patterns of the entire ancient forbidden curse array to surround the person and beast that were rapidly approaching. Seeing the strange transformation of the Nine-Tailed Cat Divine Beast and feeling an energy that made his heart palpitate, he understood that if he missed this chance today, he might miss it for a lifetime!

Not only would he miss it, but he would probably lose his old life here for good! He hadn't missed the surging killing intent in the divine beast's eyes when they had made eye contact for that brief moment.

The divine beast would never let him go!

The demon cultivator felt his demonic qi being frantically absorbed by the collapsing ancient forbidden curse array, and a sense of fatigue he hadn't experienced in many years washed over his body. He had never imagined that a mere array passed down from ancient times could possess such a terrifying backlash. His eyes sank at a speed visible to the naked eye. Seeing the array's energy gradually envelop the person and the beast, he gritted his teeth, pulled a black medicinal herb from his storage bag, and swallowed it whole.

This was the Devil's Heart Grass, a plant that grew only once every ten thousand years at the bottom of the Demon Realm's greatest abyss. The Devil's Heart Grass condensed the richest demonic qi of the Demon Realm; a single leaf was enough to make the most powerful Demon Lord explode. The Devil's Heart Grass was rare and typically served as a treasured heirloom for the Demon Realm's royal family. No demon would be foolish enough to consume it, let alone an ordinary demon cultivator. Today, the old demon cultivator, Old Ghost, was betting everything. It was either success or ashes.

The moment the Devil's Heart Grass entered his mouth, it instantly transformed into a thick, almost tangible demonic qi that rushed through the demon cultivator's body. He had no time to let out a pained scream; the powerful demonic qi nearly caused him to explode on the spot. Fortunately, he was already half a step across the threshold of ascension, his cultivation profound. He barely managed to release the powerful demonic qi into the array in an instant. With the addition of the Devil's Heart Grass's immense demonic qi, the sky was instantly blotted out and the air filled with flying sand and stones. The array's power gradually stopped leaking and instead enveloped the divine beast and Immortal Venerable Qingyun. The complex patterns of the array stacked layer upon layer. The demon cultivator wanted to refine them in one fell swoop. He had no way out now. The demonic qi from the Devil's Heart Grass had already destroyed all the meridians in his body. All he had left was a broken shell barely holding his demonic qi and soul together. If he couldn't obtain the divine beast's body as a vessel for ascension today, even if he managed to escape with his life, he would be reduced to a cripple. He had to fight!

Meanwhile, Chi Junluo had already reached her heroine's side with the fastest speed she could muster. Before she could get completely close to Immortal Venerable Qingyun, she realized that she and her heroine had been trapped in a cocoon formed by blood-red patterns identical to the array on the ground. Chi Junluo mobilized the golden energy within her body and gently covered herself and her heroine with a thin layer, just as she had used the invisible Power of the Heavenly Dao to protect them in previous worlds.

The dense, blood-red patterns clawed menacingly, trying to pounce on the person and the beast, but they were held back by the protective layer of golden energy. The power of the Soul Refining Forbidden Curse couldn't directly affect its targets. The demon cultivator, while enduring the surge of immense demonic power from within, also had to worry about directing the array's power. He watched as the environment under his control acted like a complete fool, utterly unable to touch the target whose soul he wanted to refine. His heart grew even more anxious. Even with such immense demonic qi, he couldn't immediately refine the Nine-Tailed Cat Divine Beast and that meddlesome cultivator. Now, with the array's range narrowed and under the control of immense demonic qi, the demon cultivator keenly sensed that the human cultivator trapped inside was struggling painfully in the illusion he had created earlier. It seemed the hard approach wouldn't work; he had to try a softer one.

The wind howled in her ears. Chi Junluo pushed forward with all her might, quickly closing the distance and arriving at her heroine's side.

Immortal Venerable Qingyun looked to be in a very bad state. Her eyes had lost their spirit, gazing vacantly into the distance. The spiritual energy in her body was in turmoil, seemingly on the verge of running rampant at any second. Chi Junluo gently placed her paw on Immortal Venerable Qingyun's shoulder. Suddenly, the scene before her blurred. The roaring sound of rampaging demonic qi that had filled her ears vanished. Looking at the surroundings, which were completely out of place in this world, she immediately understood: she had entered her heroine's illusion.

The divine beast's eyes, enhanced by the golden power, could easily see through this illusion. Chi Junluo had thought she might see some difficult experiences from the heroine's youth or her cultivation journey, but she never expected to find herself in a familiar place.

This was that war-torn place. Even at night, she could hear the dense sound of gunfire. She saw the familiar great bridge in the distance collapse with a roar, and she heard a familiar sob.

The illusion was recreating scenes from the worlds she and her heroine had experienced together. Chi Junluo turned her head and saw her heroine looking toward the broken bridge with a grief-stricken expression.

Chi Junluo furrowed her brow in confusion, her majestic divine beast's face filled with doubt. What was going on? Could this illusion actually peer into things that had happened in other worlds?

As if sensing Chi Junluo's thoughts, the Heavenly Dao, who had kept a very low profile for the past two worlds, finally interjected, "Perhaps it's not that the illusion can see what happened in other worlds. This illusion should be directly displaying the memories from deep within the heroine's soul."

Perhaps because the demonic qi supporting the array was growing stronger, and the array's master was becoming more powerful yet finding it harder to control the qi, the entire illusion rippled like water. Different illusions appeared in various spots in the space around them. Where the illusions overlapped, it looked like a clipping glitch from a game Chi Junluo used to play in her original world.

The people and objects in each illusion were moving. Chi Junluo's face quickly darkened. These intersecting, floating illusions all expressed a single theme:

They were all her various tragic deaths from when she left the previous worlds.

It was obvious that this world's heroine, deep in her soul, actually carried these memories. And now, this more malevolent array was using a soul-searching method to bluntly present these memories, which had traveled with the soul across multiple worlds, before the two of them.

Every illusion surrounding them endlessly replayed the scenes of Chi Junluo's final departure from the past few worlds. She fell silent. The Heavenly Dao also fell silent.

It was undeniable that back then, there were many other ways to complete the missions and contract the soul fragments. The so-called method of jumping off a building was just one of thousands of paths. At that time, the heroine was merely an opportunity for the Heavenly Dao to start a new life, and the last chance given to him by the Main God he revered. The heroine was the most crucial character and component of his new world. But Chi Junluo, this variable, had smashed everything to pieces. In the very beginning, the Heavenly Dao had indeed set the mission completion rules with the intention of teasing and getting revenge on Chi Junluo. Back then, the Heavenly Dao, who had been lying dormant at a low point, truly wanted Chi Junluo to experience the pain of jumping off buildings again and again to vent his anger. However, the subsequent developments were completely beyond his expectations. After discovering Chi Junluo's true identity, the Heavenly Dao had been in great torment these past days. Even the heroine, who in his eyes was once just a tool to allow him to enter a new, stable life, had begun to take on an extraordinary significance.

Sensing that Chi Junluo, the former ruler of the God Realm, was re-familiarizing herself with and mastering her returning power, the Heavenly Dao understood that the master of the God Realm was about to return. And everything he had done during this time to the one he respected most, the creator of the first Heavenly Daos, seemed unforgivable.

The Heavenly Dao had a premonition that this world might be the catalyst for the Main God's return. His time for self-deception was running out. He would assist the Main God in her return in the final moments and reorganize the God Realm, which had been in chaos for a long time due to the lack of a ruler. After that, he would voluntarily plead guilty.

The Heavenly Dao sat down obediently in the sea of consciousness again. He believed that Chi Junluo would handle the final matters of this world well.

Immortal Venerable Qingyun looked at the multiple illusions appearing around her, not even noticing the divine beast that had appeared by her side. As the illusions progressed and repeated over and over, she seemed to hear a crisp sound, like a lock breaking, deep within her mind. A chaotic torrent of memories came rushing in—memories of being the young heiress of the Yi Corporation in the original world, of surviving the apocalypse, of being a high school girl, of being an emperor in ancient times, of seeing ghosts in a mental hospital, of participating in a war during the Republican era, and of falling in love with that woman who haunted her dreams in a technologically advanced future world.

She remembered it all. Along with it came a distant, ancient memory hidden deep within her soul. She saw a majestic palace, and floating within it was an energy mass that shimmered with golden light. She heard the respectful address from the crowd behind her.

Main God.

A familiar warmth spreading across her body pulled Immortal Venerable Qingyun from the depths of her memories. Her eyes finally regained their clarity. Immortal Venerable Qingyun saw the source of that warmth—a layer of golden energy lightly clinging to her. Turning her head, she came face to face with a pair of deep blue eyes, filled with concern and flowing with gentleness.

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