The first application of Universe in the Sleeve was surprisingly effective.

In front of Qi Xiu, Jia Changsheng of the Sixfold Bloodshade was like the Monkey King in the palm of Tathagata Buddha, casually manipulated without any resistance.

As long as one cannot break through the Universe Jasper Realm within the Universe in the Sleeve, to me, they are but lambs to the slaughter. Currently, it seems that this limit is around the Sixfold Bloodshade. The reason Jia Changsheng couldn't break open the Universe in the Sleeve was because his Sea of Blood, Resentment of the Netherworld and Longevity Scripture was not primarily an offensive scripture. If the one trapped inside were a Sword Cultivator or a practitioner of Thunder Magic, I fear my sleeve would likely be pierced with a large hole.

Having subdued the most powerful individual present, Jia Changsheng, Qi Xiu refocused. With a mere thought, the Thirty-Six Hidden Thunder Heavy Pupil formation reactivated from the void.

CRACK! BOOM—

The horizon was vast and gloomy, as if a slumbering behemoth had merged its colossal form into the shadows untouched by the fading sunset.

Accompanied by deafening peals of thunder.

Above Qi Xiu's head, cold, merciless eyes slowly opened in the void, their pupils brewing with terrifying golden lightning as vast as the sea.

Under the indifferent gaze of these eyes, the Demonic Evil Cultivators suddenly felt a tearing, sharp pain throughout their bodies, as if that horrifying lightning had already struck them.

"Fight him…"

The ferocious yet terrified roar had barely formed in their throats when the vast golden lightning, surging like a bursting dam, descended with overwhelming force.

Thunder Magic is inherently domineering!

It was the natural bane of these Demonic Evil Cultivators.

Furthermore, Hidden Thunder Heavy Pupil was a high-level technique within Thunder Magic.

Aided and amplified by the Talisman Array Tao, the power of the thirty-six thunder pupils had reached an extremely terrifying level.

"ARGH!"

Bathing in the sweeping Sea of Thunder, the Demonic Evil Cultivators screamed wretchedly. Their bodies were penetrated by the force of this supremely yang and rigid lightning; forget resisting or fleeing, even twitching a finger became exceedingly difficult.

"Go!"

With a roar, six figures, their demonic Qi flaring, forcibly burst out from the lightning's coverage, attempting to break through the formation and escape with their lives!

These were the six Blood-Stained Realm Demonic Evil Cultivators hidden among them!

Having broken through the thunderous assault together, the six Demonic Evil Cultivators gnashed their teeth, turned their heads, and glared murderously at the young Daoist, who maintained a calm expression.

"You lay in wait for us, setting up an ambush! We admit defeat today, but when we meet again, we will certainly avenge today's humiliation!"

They still shouted defiantly, but having witnessed Qi Xiu effortlessly dispatch Jia Changsheng, they wouldn't dare confront this terrifying Daoist again, not even if they were granted eight hundred times their current courage.

"Another day? Do you really think you can escape today?"

His gaze flickered towards the six Demonic Evil Cultivators attempting to flee. Qi Xiu slowly opened his mouth and began to chant a scripture.

His voice was not loud or harsh, but deep and powerful, resonating like a great bell through the empty expanse between heaven and earth.

"All sentient beings—whether born from eggs, from wombs, from moisture... I shall lead them all into Unconditioned Nirvana for their cessation. Thus, I shall bring cessation to immeasurable, innumerable, boundless sentient beings..."

Each word was pronounced with weight, and the solemn, authoritative voice vibrated in the air, as if stirring the first ripples after a profound silence.

As the rhythm of his chanting grew slower and more resolute, invisible yet almost tangible vibrations traced paths between heaven and earth.

Those vibrations were no longer colorless and transparent but gradually coalesced into flowing symbols of golden light.

They seemed extracted from some land of ultimate bliss, emitting a metallic sheen after a thousand temperings.

These golden characters grew denser, forming a vast scripture in the air that illuminated the myriad worlds.

Vajra Subduing Demon Mantra!

This scripture, a gift from Kashyapa, was neither a cultivation method nor a formidable technique.

Yet, through countless ages, as innumerable monks upheld and chanted it, it had acquired a hint of Divine Marvel in the unseen realms.

To put it simply, this scripture had received a touch of "faith's power."

Qi Xiu had previously perceived this Vajra Subduing Demon Mantra with his Observing Qi Skill.

The power of faith on its pages manifested a scripture similar to the original, yet different in its details, containing a faint power of Divine Marvel.

Originally, this wisp of Divine Marvel was quite weak, at most capable of dealing with some wild devil heads that hadn't yet entered the Initiate Realm.

But when Qi Xiu chanted this Vajra Subduing Demon Mantra using the Dragon Might Spell Skill, the extreme amplification instantly endowed it with a terrifying might, making all demons tremble and the fiends cower in fear!

"Stop chanting! Stop chanting!"

Clutching their heads, the six Demonic Evil Cultivators screamed in agony. Black smoke billowed from their twisting bodies as they uncontrollably revealed their grotesque and hideous true forms.

"My head hurts so much!!!"

Their entire minds were filled with the chanting, like the tolling of a great bell. The six demons lay prostrate upon the demonic clouds.

Golden characters flickered in and out of existence on their skin.

Their cultivation realms were being eroded bit by bit.

This Vajra Subduing Demon Mantra can actually erase the cultivation of Demonic Evil Cultivators!

A flicker of subtle surprise appeared on Qi Xiu's face; he too was somewhat taken aback. He had indeed noticed that the Divine Marvel of the Vajra Subduing Demon Mantra had its unique aspects, but he hadn't expected such a staggering effect. To erase cultivation, turning Demonic Evil Cultivators into ordinary mortals... This is even more torturous than killing them!

Is this... the mercy of Buddhist teachings, an unwillingness to take life? Qi Xiu mused, slowly ceasing his chant of the Vajra Subduing Demon Mantra.

After such an ordeal, the six demons were utterly exhausted. They collapsed onto the demonic clouds, gasping for breath, their eyes filled with terror and dread as they looked at Qi Xiu.

"Considering how hard you've worked to cultivate, I find it rather unbearable to just erase it all. Ah, well..." Shaking his head, Qi Xiu brought one hand to his chest, forming a spell. "I'll just send you to your deaths instead."

The flesh on his forehead split open, and a cold, golden vertical eye slowly emerged.

BOOM—

「...」

With a sweep of his sleeve, he retracted the thunderous power and the rampant lightning snakes of the Talismanic Tao formation. The sky returned to clarity, and Qi Xiu opened his palm.

Within the Black Gold Imperial Seal, countless remnant souls of Demonic Evil Cultivators were cursing vehemently and wailing wretchedly.

The Soul Arresting Casting Hall: ten thousand souls in homage. To cultivate the Yama Golden Body, I must gather at least ten thousand souls. These are barely eight hundred. It's a long road ahead.

He put away the Black Gold Imperial Seal. With a thought, the surrounding clouds that had dispersed reconverged, returning to their previous quiet and unremarkable state. It was as if nothing had happened.

He continued to lie in wait.

「...」

「Deep within Nanlin Prefecture.」

An imperceptible "darkness" slithered along the ground at high speed, leaping from one shadow to another, utterly concealed and undetectable.

WHOOSH—

This wisp of darkness moved with extreme speed, covering a thousand miles in almost an instant.

Yet, relentlessly pursuing this wisp of darkness were three figures in coarse linen robes, their heads wrapped in towels, feet clad in cloth shoes, and skin tanned dark; their speed was evenly matched.

These three had simple, honest faces and clear eyes. At first glance, they looked like ordinary farmers from the fields.

However, the faintly visible projections of mountains and rivers behind them, along with the vast and powerful Qi emanating from them, proclaimed their status as Dao Body Realm cultivators.

"Lord of Night Peace, stop running. This Nanlin Prefecture has already been sealed by the Great Nature Array my brothers and I laid down. Even if you flip this entire land over, you won't find a way out."

The leading farmer spoke with a hearty local accent, a smile on his face as he tried to persuade the fleeing figure.

"Hmph, your Human Race claims to walk the Righteous Path, yet you resort to ganging up on me. How is that any different from us Demonic Evil Cultivators? Fine, let's see who can last longer. My reinforcements will arrive soon."

A low, suppressed voice, like a whisper, emanated from the constantly moving darkness.

From their conversation, it was clear.

This indistinct wisp of darkness was, indeed, the King of Night Peace Country, one of the seven great nations of Divine Sorrow Ridge!

"Hey, what nonsense is that? King, you were the one who violated the pact by attacking our junior cultivators. You're clearly the one in the wrong. My brothers and I are simply acting as the pact dictates," another farmer, slightly shorter but stockier, retorted.

Demons invading the lands of the Human Race, and the Human Race counterattacking the Hundred Thousand Great Mountains—such events have repeated countless times throughout history. Long ago, in a very ancient era, the two races forged a pact: experts at or above the Dao Body Realm must not make reckless moves. This was to prevent the unrestrained use of high-level combat power from causing irreparable destruction to their respective territories. If either side violates the pact first, they will not only face the Great Dao's retribution but must also endure pursuit by three experts of the same realm from the opposing side for a period of one month!

Under orders from the Demon Buddha Xing E, the seven Kings rushed to the Flood Dragon King to retrieve the source of the sacred fruit. However, upon arriving at the Dragon Palace, they found it completely empty, the Flood Dragon King having suddenly perished.

Even the source of the sacred fruit was nowhere to be found.

The thought of the consequences of losing the source of the sacred fruit made the seven Kings suppress the urge to slaughter the entire aquatic population of the Nu River.

They frantically searched everywhere for any trace of the source of the sacred fruit.

The Lord of Night Peace, after painstaking effort, finally discovered that the group of Water Demons who had stolen the source of the sacred fruit had fled to the vicinity of the Yu Tanghe River.

To claim sole credit for recovering the source of the sacred fruit, he didn't inform the other six Kings and went alone to Nanlin Prefecture to find it.

He did indeed find the source. And without much effort, he snatched it back from a group of what he considered mere mortals and beasts.

The problem was, his actions were witnessed by three Human Race Dao Experts.

And these three Human Race Dao Experts had been dispatched by Zhao Gengyun, the Leader of the Nature Banner.

Upon witnessing the Lord of Night Peace make his move, the three didn't hesitate for a moment. They immediately used a Secret Technique to report his transgression to Heaven and Earth, calling for the Lord of Night Peace to be punished for violating the pact!

Suffering a backlash from the Great Dao, the Lord of Night Peace was gravely injured. Furthermore, he now had to face pursuit from three Dao Experts belonging to the Nature Banner!

The continuous influx of Demonic Evil Cultivators into Nanlin Prefecture was precisely to buy time for the Lord of Night Peace. As long as he could hold out for one month, the other six Kings could then intervene.

"Besides, what reinforcements can you possibly have? I received news just yesterday that your six companions have already returned to Divine Sorrow Ridge. Reinforcements? Hah! They're probably already discussing how to set up your memorial tablet by now."

Hearing this, the Lord of Night Peace, still concealed in darkness, felt his face drain of color. Has my attempt to take sole credit for the sacred fruit been exposed? Damn it! It must have been those contemptible mortals and beasts who snitched!

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