Redemption of a Born Demon

Chapter 337 - 251: Dark Vine’s Invitation, Worldly Turmoil in the West (Part 2)

Starry Sky Country. At a satellite launch center.

A space capsule streaked across the sky, slowly descending to the ground under the protection of its landing parachutes.

A large number of ground crew vehicles drove toward the space capsule. Many of them had cameras and recording devices activated, all aimed in the capsule’s direction.

Thanks to a deliberate promotional campaign by the Starry Sky Country, videos of Devi Punk’s spacewalk had spread across the world, causing a massive stir. In the hearts of the Starry Sky Country’s citizens, Devi Punk’s status was now on par with Yi Beidou’s. His every move was watched by countless people.

Naturally, the news of his safe return to Earth had to be fully documented for future promotional use.

Before the crowd could even get close, the capsule’s hatch opened on its own. But strangely, no one saw anyone emerge from within.

Everyone’s expression changed slightly.

’Could there have been an accident?’

When they finally reached the space capsule, they were stunned.

They discovered that the capsule was completely empty. There wasn’t a single person in sight.

’Where was Devi Punk? Where had he gone? Why wasn’t he in the capsule?’

Even Marsco, the owner of the base, was a bit dazed.

"Let’s go. Arrange transportation as quickly as possible. I’m going to the Mediterranean Region."

Suddenly, Devi’s voice sounded beside Marsco, making him jump in shock and immediately look to his side.

He saw a tall figure sitting in the seat next to him in his ground vehicle, who had appeared there at some unknown moment.

Compared to before, Marsco sensed an even more unusual aura from Devi.

Vast and boundless, as if he were looking down upon everything in the world.

He turned to look around again. Neither the vehicle’s driver nor his bodyguards had noticed Devi’s presence. Many reporters were also whispering amongst themselves nearby.

’Devi’s voice just now should have definitely caught everyone’s attention.’

"They can’t see me or hear me. You can speak with me, and they won’t notice. Everything here is under my control."

Devi seemed to have noticed his surprise and spoke faintly.

’This guy... just how strong has he become after this cultivation session in space?’

’Why do I increasingly feel like I’m not talking to a person, but to a God?’

"Get things ready for me. I’m going to the Mediterranean Region."

Devi repeated.

He had returned from space this time for two reasons. One was that his cultivation had hit a bottleneck, making it difficult to achieve another breakthrough in the short term.

The other reason was that he had learned about the Antarctic Array Map.

The Ancient Ones from the Hidden World would emerge. Ancient secrets about higher levels of life would be at stake, and masters from all over would gather in one place.

’That guy... he probably won’t miss this opportunity.’

’I haven’t seen him in a few months. I wonder how strong he is now?’

「Mount Emei.」

The sky was vast and cloudless. Under the scorching sun, the Golden Summit blazed with light.

High in the sky, a light suddenly flickered, and an ethereal, otherworldly figure descended from above.

Her radiance was restrained, her entire being as translucent as jade, and she possessed an extraordinary, transcendent Immortal Qi, like a Fallen Immortal descending from the heavens.

Her spirit was clear, her qi was light, her body like glazed jade.

If anyone else had seen this, they would have certainly thought they were witnessing a True Immortal descending to the mortal world. How could they have guessed that the figure before them was not real at all, but a "Yang Spirit"?

Over three months of tempering through the tribulation of the Gang Wind had already allowed the Yang Spirit condensed from Zhou Qingchen’s Life Magnetic Field to reach the stage of Transforming Illusion into Reality.

She walked into the Golden Summit and looked at the physical shell sitting cross-legged on the ground. With a flash of thought, this glazed Yang Spirit transformed into a streak of light and entered the shell.

"I had ascended to immortality, yet now I return to the mortal world."

Zhou Qingchen opened her eyes and couldn’t help but murmur.

The body of a Yang Spirit was merely a condensed magnetic field. Freed from the fetters of a physical body, it could fly through the heavens and burrow into the earth. The feeling was one of indescribable freedom and exhilaration, truly like achieving immortality.

But upon returning to the body, one would be trapped by physical form, feeling only filth and a weight as heavy as a mountain.

This was also the origin of the ancient legend that a mortal body is as heavy as a mountain.

This stark contrast could easily give rise to feelings of aversion.

Many predecessors who practiced the Yang Spirit Technique developed a Heart Demon due to this contrast. They grew attached to their Yang Spirit state, which ultimately led to their physical bodies decaying and their annihilation from the world.

This was the tribulation.

Zhou Qingchen was well aware of this. She immediately adjusted her mentality and cleared her mind of distracting thoughts.

’The seemingly heaven-defying abilities of the Yang Spirit are illusory; only the true body is real.’

’The ascension of the Yang Spirit is not true skill. Only when the physical body ascends to immortality is the Great Dao achieved.’

She left the Golden Summit. Just as she returned to her residence, she received intelligence from the Emei Sect Members.

"The Mediterranean Region..."

Zhou Qingchen murmured to herself, her gaze shifting to look toward the west.

「In an unknown cave.」

A tall, ancient relief was carved into the stone wall. Huang Tianhu sat cross-legged before it.

Suddenly, the blood throughout his body began to boil. A condensed, tangible projection of mountains and rivers emerged from his form, covering every inch of his skin.

Huang Tianhu’s eyes snapped open.

He was within this cave, and there was almost no way for the outside world to contact him.

But now, with his Spirit Blood boiling in his veins, something major must be happening in the world.

"It seems it’s time to go out and have a look."

Huang Tianhu muttered to himself.

In the Nameless Temple of the Northern Desert, Ding Huiyuan looked to the west, a flicker of interest in his eyes.

Deep in the Pacific Ocean, in a sunless region of the abyss, a figure kicked off the seawater and shot upward like a cannonball, completely ignoring the crushing pressure of the deep.