After I Died My Dao Companion Drowns in Endless Regret Chapter 92

The raging spiritual energy whipped up fierce winds and waves that ravaged the Northern Continent, shaking the earth and sea, with sounds of mountains roaring and oceans surging everywhere.
The Primordial Demons, upon which the cultivators of Shang Qing placed great hope, had climbed to a terrifying level. Simply standing there, the air around them warped, forming a vortex. After dealing with the Chao Ling Venerable, Wei Yunshu, heeding Yuan Ying True Monarch’s words, shot out her sword light towards Shi Wufang’s location. Yuan Ying True Monarch, meanwhile, faced the boundless pressure brought by the headless Rahu alone. She wiped the blood trickling from the corner of her lips, her expression serene. With a flicker of her body, she unleashed a brilliant radiance, like a red rainbow piercing the heavens and earth, cleaving towards Rahu.
Rahu’s hands no longer held the severed head; he let it drift in mid-air. The head gradually transitioned from solid to ethereal, dispersing like smoke. In an instant, it grew hundreds of feet tall. Within its deep eye sockets, a pair of eyeballs spun rapidly, like two swirling, eerie black holes, absorbing all movement around them. His towering physique stood in mid-air, enveloped by a layer of potent essence condensed from what looked like golden dust, rendering him completely immune to Yuan Ying’s attacks. He raised a hand and grabbed forward, instantly shattering the sword light. The bright rays scattered and, under his power’s distortion, transformed into a sword formation that attacked Yuan Ying instead. At the same time, his gaping maw opened, spewing out a gust of baleful energy, from which countless demonic heads roared forth in the blink of an eye.
Yuan Ying sighed softly. Rahu’s physique was no less than that of a great demon; sword intent alone could not overcome him. Her own spiritual energy was rapidly depleting in battle. The longer the fight dragged on, the more troublesome it would become. Gazing at the eerie head before her, Yuan Ying knew that no movement could escape Rahu’s senses. She no longer pondered any changes, but instead, employed the methods of a sword cultivator, striking down sword strike after sword strike! Sword energy surged, and light flashed explosively. The vast tide of demonic heads before them instantly shattered. Her movements were incredibly swift, her sword light seamlessly connected, and wherever it passed, the void collapsed and spiritual energy fragmented.
Rahu had initially paid no mind to the sword light, but suddenly, a dire premonition arose in his heart. He sensed that the surrounding space-time had been stirred by the sword light, and for a moment, only the vast sword intent remained, with him as its ultimate target. If he did not perish, the sword intent would not cease. Rahu’s demonic eyes flashed, and his body shot upwards, instantly becoming hundreds of feet tall, like a giant propping up the heavens and earth. The potent essence churned on his body, trailing strands of strange light. With a resounding boom, the sword energy collided with the essence. After a breath, it pierced through the layer of essence and landed on Rahu’s body. After the sword fell, a moment of silence descended upon the world, followed by a heaven-shaking roar. Rahu’s colossal body suddenly exploded, but its essence and power did not scatter at all. Instead, the head opened its mouth and sucked it all in.
Yuan Ying’s gaze turned cold. She had previously activated her sword’s divine ability, “Myriad Mechanisms Connect to Heaven,” where sword light linked with sword light, with the final power poured into a single strike. This divine ability consumed a tremendous amount of spiritual power, and after unleashing the strike, her aura instantly withered. This sword had indeed broken through Rahu’s protective essence and his body. However, past knowledge of this demon might have been flawed; the head was not merely for observation but was Rahu’s true form. As expected, Rahu spat forward, and his body reformed, standing tall like a mountain.
“Yuan Ying True Monarch, this is futile effort. I advise all of you to give up early,” Rahu’s voice boomed like thunder.
Yuan Ying did not reply. She lowered her eyes, her gaze fixed solely on the sword in her hand.
Rahu let out a cold snort, and his body swayed its shoulders, splitting into several identical demonic shadows. With a shout of “Go,” the demonic shadows flew forward. As the sword energy fell, they opened their mouths and began to chew on the sword energy, making crunching sounds until their bodies were chopped into pieces by the still-ingested sword energy. Rahu watched the state of the demonic shadows, a playful smile curling on his grotesque face. The light in his demonic eyes flashed, and two pillars of light shot forward like lightning. He opened his mouth and exhaled again, spewing out a gale that corroded flesh and blood.
No matter what offensive moves Rahu made, Yuan Ying had previously deflected them with her sword. However, at this moment, she suddenly heard a mournful cry from her sword, instantly understanding that both the fierce light and the baleful wind could contaminate the spiritual light on her sword energy. She flickered her body, evading the attacks with sword escape techniques. Rahu chuckled; he understood these people’s priorities, knowing that they were most concerned about the Great Wall of Ten Thousand Miles. Even though he sensed the fluctuation of their energies, he did not pursue them. Instead, he manipulated his spiritual energy to form a blood-red palm and, without hesitation, slammed it towards the Great Wall of Ten Thousand Miles! As expected, this action forced Yuan Ying to reveal herself and block the attack with her sword.
“You are already at the end of your strength. Why persist?” Rahu spoke again, persuasively, “As long as you are willing to retreat, when the Realm of Ruin overlap with the Divine Realm again, you can naturally join those great sects and seek the end of the Great Dao.”
No matter what Rahu said, Yuan Ying paid no heed. She was a disciple of Buzhou. How could the heaven and earth supported by her sword bones allow demons to run rampant?! To intercept them, she would not hesitate even if it meant her death! Knowing her aura had weakened and could not suppress Rahu, Yuan Ying had already resolved to die. The golden light suddenly flickered in her eyes, and the sword intent in her hand surged, preparing to use a secret sect technique, forging a sword with her essence blood!
Rahu once again sensed a fatal threat. He focused his gaze on the golden sword imbued with a wisp of blood-red light and pushed his power to its limit. His aura surged, and countless afterimages appeared in the air, both illusory and real, filling the entire void. But Yuan Ying was unconcerned. Her sword strike was named “God Chaser and Annihilator.” Once unleashed, both illusions and reality would fall into its domain! After about ten breaths, a sky-shattering roar echoed, and an extremely sharp sword gleam silently flew out. It cleaved towards a phantom of Rahu in the void, and at the same moment, countless sword gleams silently appeared before Rahu’s other illusory and real manifestations. As this sword was unleashed, Yuan Ying sighed, her body transforming into jade dust scattered by the wind. Because her entire essence and spiritual energy were entrusted to the sword, there was no magnificent black hole. Instead, she quietly perished, disturbing no one.
A deep sense of dread stirred within Rahu. Seeing the illusory images shattering one by one, he re-mobilized his spiritual energy, once again transforming into a state of flux. However, the following small sword’s power had not diminished at all. No matter how many illusory images he split into, the small sword split into as many copies, as if it would not rest until it had slain him. If this sword strike truly landed, he would likely be driven back and fall into a long slumber once more. Suddenly, he heard a high-pitched whale cry, and a hint of joy flashed in his eyes. At this critical juncture, the Royal Bone, previously expelled, had returned to the mortal world!
Rahu felt an overwhelming urge to laugh to the heavens. Glancing at the Royal Bone carrying the divine hall and countless traces of blood mist, Rahu merged his scattered projections and allowed the small sword to strike his body. Only then did the accumulated power erupt. Thousands of sword lights flashed and extinguished. The returned Royal Bone shattered with a roar, scattering blood mist and dust everywhere. The Royal Bone dispersed over half of the sword energy. The remaining strikes landed on Rahu, instantly severing half of his head. The smile on Rahu’s face froze. His body caught the severed half of his head and re-joined it. After a few breaths, he returned to normal, but his essence had been reduced by nearly half, and Rahu plummeted back into the Cavern Heaven realm.
“Master?!” The earth-shattering sound of the Royal Bone’s destruction finally alerted the others engaged in battle. Shi Wufang’s gaze flickered in that direction, and finding no trace of her master in the vast expanse of heaven and earth, she was utterly horrified. Her face turned pale, and her figure swayed precariously, as if she had reached her limit.
Wei Yunshu’s gaze darkened. She wanted to offer some words of comfort but didn’t know how to say them. In the end, she alone bore the full onslaught of Qiong Sang, giving Shi Wufang time to compose herself. Given the situation, it was hard to say what chance of victory they had. She raised her eyes and saw the imposing Rahu heading towards the Great Wall of Ten Thousand Miles. Her expression instantly sharpened, and she made a hand seal, unleashing countless bolts of lightning in an attempt to impede Rahu’s progress!
“At this point, True Monarch Wei is still distracted. Do you look down on me?” Qiong Sang sneered coldly, seizing the opportunity to urge the scorching sun forward. Instantly, fiery flames surged, splashing onto Wei Yunshu. The evil flames were relentless, blooming one after another, only to be blocked by sword energy that cut through the sky. It was Shi Wufang, struggling out of her grief, who focused her entire mind on the battle.
At this very moment, an extremely terrifying roar erupted. The sweeping tide of power swept across all directions, instantly alarming the battlefields on all sides. Ji Jun, whose tracks had been hidden, stumbled out of the void, his Dharma Manifestation shattered beyond repair, dragon horns broken, dragon scales cracked, and bleeding profusely. He desperately retreated backward, but before fellow cultivators could reinforce him, a figure in red emerged and flicked a finger, sending a talisman of suppression onto Ji Jun, driving him back.
At this point, only three primordial demons remained.
The disheartening aura of defeat was swept away by this sight, and everyone’s spirits were jolted, their energies re-invigorated.
Luo Lingfeng’s expression was listless. Her eyelids drooped, and bright red blood splattered on her pale cheeks. She casually wiped her face and fixed her gaze on Yong He. Currently battling Yong He were Yan Danwo and the Heavenly Sea Cloud Beast. However, even with their combined strength, they were still at a disadvantage, with Yan Danwo’s Dharma Manifestation more than half shattered.
“How could Ji Jun be defeated?” The remaining three primordial demons found it incredible. Among the five of them, Ji Jun’s body was the most robust, almost impervious to weapons, standing virtually in an unassailable position! If Chao Ling or Ji Jun could have held on for another half an hour, they would have won.
“We don’t know. Don’t you find the power of those two extremely bizarre? They are clearly juniors, yet they are stronger than Buzhou sword cultivators who entered the Cavern Heaven realm earlier.”
“Should we change our strategy? As long as we push through the Great Wall of Ten Thousand Miles, we can break the land and destroy the spiritual vein. Once the spiritual vein is destroyed, those above can make their move.”
“Yong He, what do you think?”
“I have a method to resolve this,” Yong He transmitted. Only when the demons pressed for details did she reply, “All of you, return the swallowed primordial energy to me, and help me perfect my Myriad Demon Manifestations technique. Then I can influence my avatars.”
Taking something that was already in hand and then wanting it back was incredibly difficult. Neither Rahu nor Qiong Sang responded immediately. Rahu was the first to say, “Alright.” If the Realm of Ruin reappeared, it would be easier for them to “capture” the primordial energy left by the “Severing All Selves” technique. But if the Fu Li Immortal Realm escaped this calamity, their cultivation might be confined to the Cavern Heaven realm, making transcendence impossible. He was decisive. After making his decision, he immediately cut off the converted power. Seeing Rahu do so, Qiong Sang did not hesitate either. The moment the primordial energy was expelled, Rahu and Qiong Sang’s auras plummeted, while Yong He’s rose steadily, breaking free from the shackles that had bound her.
Yan Danwo was startled and turned to look at Luo Lingfeng, who was treading on the water tide, saying, “Are they going to concentrate their power on one person?” She had previously believed victory was on their side and that the demons would not do this. But upon realizing the situation had changed, it was normal for their strategy to change accordingly.
Luo Lingfeng said nothing. Her expression was cold as the Abyssal True Water churned, bringing forth a continuous stream of sword light.
Shi Wufang also sensed the changes occurring on that side and turned to Wei Yunshu, saying, “Fellow Daoist Bo, go there!” Qiong Sang’s aura had dropped back to the Cavern Heaven realm. Even if she couldn’t handle him, she could at least protect herself.
Although Wei Yunshu was worried about Shi Wufang, at this point, she had little choice. She raised her sleeve in a salute to Shi Wufang and transformed into a streak of light, heading towards Yong He. Meanwhile, Yan Danwo, after taking a pill, retreated with the Heavenly Sea Cloud Beast and turned to resist Rahu, who was also in a weakened state.
“If the Great Wall of Ten Thousand Miles cannot hold, everyone retreat to the Western Continent.” The familiar aura approached. Luo Lingfeng did not turn her head but said indifferently.
Wei Yunshu frowned and did not reply. Her gaze shifted to Luo Lingfeng, sensing something unusual. It was as if an invisible chasm had formed between them, as distant as a thousand mountains and ten thousand rivers. She said calmly, “Not necessarily defeated.”
Luo Lingfeng chuckled and said no more.
Yong He, with her elevated aura, was no longer easy to deal with. As she broke through that barrier, the injuries sustained were also gone. Her entire being was vigorous and full of spirit, and the Dharma Manifestation behind her resembled a celestial maiden scattering flowers, a scene of peace and beauty. Unfortunately, beneath this beautiful facade lay thousands of malevolent ghosts and rakshasas.
Outside the Northern Continent.
The surviving civilians were being rapidly guided towards the Western Continent by cultivators. With the assistance of a Cavern Heaven True Monarch like Phoenix Lord, who could move mountains and seas, their progress was significantly faster. The incapable civilians gradually perished, leaving behind only cultivators wandering across the ravaged land. Once there were no more people needing rescue, they too would head to the Western Continent. The people of the Four Seas all traveled westward, but a few figures quietly headed north. They were unremarkable and inconspicuous among the cultivators, so no one noticed them. They themselves did not know why they were doing this, but driven by an inexplicable voice, they moved towards the Northern Continent, their auras rising during their journey, eventually evolving into demonic forms. Of course, halfway there, some unfortunately encountered Immortal Sect cultivators. The cultivators, surprised by the transformation occurring within them, mistook them for rogue cultivators and slew them. Yet, a small portion managed to break free.
These were the avatars of Yong He’s Myriad Demon Manifestations technique.
Yong He actually intended for them to directly excavate the spiritual vein, but these individuals lacked the methods to construct altars and rituals.
With a thunderous explosion, a rift appeared in the sky, and countless flames cascaded down. Illuminated by lightning and sword energy, the surrounding landscape was bathed in a bizarre, colorful light. Continuous explosions could be heard as the water tide and sea of fire confronted each other with distinct boundaries. Yong He’s divine abilities had indeed improved significantly. After a few breaths, the flames surged upwards and suddenly lunged towards the great river. The flames floating on the water’s surface blazed, as if intending to engulf the vast river. However, as the flames advanced, sword energy, falling like stars, slammed down, instantly shattering the flames into pieces. The great river then seized the opportunity to raise waves, swallowing the faint wisps of fire.
Even for Yong He at this moment, the two individuals before her were still tricky. Since they possessed the ability to target Chao Ling and Ji Jun, it meant that this power, if directed at her, could also expel her. However, the possibility of that happening now was very small, yet she still secretly remained vigilant. Her goal was not to kill these two but to wait for the opportune moment. Those who truly desired the lives of the cultivators of the Fu Li Immortal Realm were not her. With a plan in mind, Yong He reduced her offensive power, diverting her strength to defense. The celestial maiden’s image transformed endlessly, and heavenly music drifted from afar, its melodies enchanting.
Luo Lingfeng found the sounds unbearable. She reached out and drew her zither into her hands. A pluck of a string was like striking metal and jade, with the rhythm and tempo creating surging tides of sound. Upon hearing the zither music, Yong He’s eyes narrowed. While defending her mind, the celestial maiden’s Dharma Manifestation in her rear suddenly held a pipa. Its sound was like tearing silk, and the waves of sound collided, creating continuous explosions that caused spiritual energy to surge wildly.
Wei Yunshu, on the side, was unaffected by the music. She extended her hand and executed a “Three Lights Dragon Capturing Seal,” grasping towards Yong He. The three lights descended like omens, and wind and clouds seemed to become still. However, Yong He’s power had long surpassed that level, and she was not easily confined. A layer of flowing light wrapped around her, and she slipped out from under the technique. She raised a hand and unleashed a gust of baleful light, which collided with the One Qi Nine Dominance Heavenly Thunder, creating a vast expanse of dazzling fire. The brilliant light flashed, shaking heaven and earth. Seeing that her attack had failed, Wei Yunshu’s gaze flickered with a cold glint. Her Taiyi Sword was brought down, and sword light cut through the sky. It appeared to strike Yong He, but at mid-flight, it changed course, falling towards the Dharma Manifestation. The Dharma Manifestation was vast and boundless, and its aura was dispersed by the sword light. After a few breaths, it restored itself. While Wei Yunshu acted, the Abyssal True Water also churned in the misty water vapor, crashing down towards Yong He. Seeing Yong He change her strategy, the two of them increased their offensive efforts. One side was like the four seas overturned, while the other was like the scorching sun falling into the human world.
Yong He’s eyes narrowed, and several blood demons emerged from her body, proactively meeting the fierce offensive. She formed a hand seal, and the flames surged upwards, transforming into a fiery shield that blocked the descending power. The collision continued for a while, and a ball of light erupted violently. After a few flashes, only flickering evil flames remained.
Yong He smiled and said, “You two need not waste your efforts. Conforming to the changes of destiny is the wise choice.”
Wei Yunshu said indifferently, “You are suppressed by the true form’s aura in the Shang Qing Divine Realm, barely maintaining a single wisp of consciousness. When the Fu Li Immortal Realm merges with the Shang Qing Divine Realm, will you have a place to stand?”
Yong He replied, “There is no need for you all to worry about that. To seek the return of the land, they have already agreed to our terms, designating the entire Fu Li Immortal Realm as our dwelling place.”
Wei Yunshu sighed with emotion, “To even make such a promise indicates that the Shang Qing Divine Realm has also tasted the bitter consequences of the ‘Severing All Selves’ path.” At this point, why not change their methods? Is it because the celestial order has been irrevocably set by those six divine venerables?
Yong He turned to Luo Lingfeng and said, “I see you, True Monarch Luo, harbor much hatred. Why not simply cut it off and be at ease?”
Luo Lingfeng coldly spat out two words: “Noisy.” As soon as her voice fell, a surging tide arose, and countless dazzling sword lights shot forth.
Yong He did not expect to persuade Wei Yunshu and Luo Lingfeng. She smiled faintly and activated her techniques to meet the onslaught. She vaguely sensed several auras approaching, but she did not deliberately observe them. Otherwise, she might be captured by her current enemies. After about half an hour of fighting, Yong He’s divine abilities once again collided with the star-like sword intent. However, in a flash, she suddenly withdrew the protective treasure light covering herself, allowing herself to absorb the blow. At that very instant, several figures, carrying a sinister aura, crashed towards the Great Wall of Ten Thousand Miles, only to be repelled by the golden light emanating from it, with most of them dying! Only two remained alive.
The fallen figures on the ground had blurred faces, their limbs twitching. Suddenly, a massive power transferred into their bodies, and they let out a series of horrific screams. The power instantly burst through their bodies, and countless sword beams shot out, crashing against the Great Wall of Ten Thousand Miles not far away.
It turned out that when Yong He was struck by the sword energy, she had utilized a divine ability from the Myriad Demon Manifestations technique, transferring all the power she had absorbed to her avatars. However, those avatars had not reached their full cultivation. Their deaths meant that this portion of Yong He’s power was lost forever. Under normal circumstances, Yong He was reluctant to use such a divine ability. The more she lost during her path to enlightenment, the further she was from replacing her true form. But if she didn’t choose to do so now, she might not even reach the same level as her true form, let alone replace it. Yong He sighed inwardly, a hint of regret lingering in her heart.
Since the beginning of the battle, the Great Wall of Ten Thousand Miles had endured countless attacks, exceeding its limit of endurance. After this blow, it did not emit a sky-shattering roar. On this defensive line of the Northern Continent, which stretched for who knew how many miles, the golden light flickered for a while before being swallowed by a dark abyss. Some of the attacked city walls collapsed, and damaged city towers still stood, but everyone knew that with the destruction of the artifact’s power, the Great Wall could no longer block anything.