The perfect world in the eyes of double pupils

The next moment, in the forbidden sea of ​​suffering, on the future path flower, the figure formed by Shi Yi's essence, energy and spirit looked towards the sun. The ancient lamp of cause and effect and the tortoise shell of destiny in his hands shone at the same time, releasing a vast and mighty power like the ocean.

At the same time, on the Heavenly Ring, ten figures roared in unison, unleashing earth-shattering power. The power of the ten spiritual bodies was fully added to Shi Yi's body, and the various magic arrays engraved inside his body trembled, mobilizing his blood and divine power to push his combat strength to an extreme level.

Two streams of immortal energy also swirled around Shi Yi, making him appear like a transcendent immortal.

One of them was slightly dimmer, as it was newly cultivated. If you include the primordial energy, it is the third strand of immortal energy.

At this moment, Shi Yi is incredibly powerful, capable of maneuvering freely and sweeping away enemies from all sides.

He roared, his black hair flying wildly, and charged towards the blazing sun that represented "the inevitability of fate," determined to defy destiny and take control of his own destiny.

The terrifying commotion had already spread far and wide. Cao Yusheng and Gu Shengzi, who were watching from afar, were dumbfounded. They had never imagined that cultivating the second strand of immortal energy around the body would be so difficult, it was practically impossible to survive.

That means it was the Great Demon King Shi Yi. Anyone else would have been blasted to ashes long ago by six months of continuous divine punishment.

"This should be the final hurdle. Whether we succeed or not depends on this one strike," Cao Yusheng muttered to himself.

As soon as he finished speaking, Shi Yi's all-out attack collided with the sun. Instantly, the void twisted and turned like countless twisted ropes, with continuous cracking sounds. The sky resembled a shattered mirror, covered with countless cracks.

Various forces intertwined, making the place chaotic and blurry, where everything was indistinct.

"What exactly happened?" The Ancient Saint held his breath.

This time, you will either witness history and see a peerless genius cultivate two streams of immortal energy around his body, or watch a brilliant double-pupiled individual vanish into thin air.

Finally, the mist dissipated, and Shi Yi's figure slowly emerged. He was still there, his body riddled with cracks and stained with blood, but still intact. Two streams of holy immortal energy enveloped his body, continuously repairing it.

However, he seemed to have lost consciousness. His eyes were slightly closed, and he sat there motionless, without breathing.

Upon seeing this, Cao Yusheng and the Ancient Saint Prince felt a pang of anxiety. Had they failed? Or had they encountered something strange?
The two dared not delay and rushed over to Shi Yi's side.

The ethereal, mysterious, and hazy aura swirled around the body, creating a breathtaking sight.

Two streams of immortal energy swirling around his body—such an achievement inspires awe and fear; this physical form alone is priceless.

The ancient saint was filled with a myriad of thoughts and ideas, but he knew that he could not do anything improper, otherwise Cao Yusheng could take his life in an instant.

The chubby boy Cao Yusheng circled Shi Yi's body a few times. He was certain that Shi Yi was still alive, his body teeming with life, but his head was empty, and his primordial spirit was nowhere to be found.

This was exactly what Shi Yi had told him before. The mysterious entity had taken away his primordial spirit and imprisoned it in an endless dark place. To bring his primordial spirit back, someone needed to become a lighthouse and point the way.

This lighthouse is the Soul-Summoning Scripture from the Ancient Holy Son's Nine Heavens and Ten Earths Scripture.

His eyes shone brightly as he turned to look at the Ancient Saint and said, "Fellow Daoist Gu, we will now have to rely on your Nine Heavens and Ten Earths Soul Summoning Scripture."

Cao Yusheng smiled slightly, seemingly kind, but actually with a hint of coldness.

The ancient sage smiled sheepishly and replied, "I dare not say I rely on you, but I will do my best."

After saying that, he sat down cross-legged opposite Shi Yi and began chanting the true scriptures. Under Cao Yusheng's gaze, one mysterious symbol after another was uttered from his mouth and disappeared into the void.

The ancient holy son had a solemn and dignified appearance, and his whole body released a terrifying aura of ancient freak level. The symbols he exhaled all shone brightly, as if they were cast from metal.

The sound of the scriptures was ancient and far-reaching, possessing an unimaginable penetrating power, seemingly able to reach both the heavens above and the depths of hell below.

Cao Yusheng nodded secretly. The ancient saint had indeed used all his strength. The sound of the scriptures was like a requiem or a summoning song, shaking people's hearts. Whether Shi Yi could get through this ordeal depended on himself.

Where is Shi Yi's primordial spirit at this moment?
After the final, fatal blow collided with "fate cannot be defied," Shi Yi's primordial spirit was pulled into the void by a force. The speed was too fast; he had no time to react, and even the two strands of immortal energy surrounding his body couldn't keep up, remaining beside his physical form.

His primordial spirit was like a pebble, thrown into eternal darkness by that force.

In an instant, Shi Yi's past life and his experiences after arriving in this world of gods and demons appeared before his eyes. Many people and things appeared in his mind, as if he were experiencing some kind of reincarnation.

Then, a sense of drowsiness swept over him from all directions, making Shi Yi feel drowsy.

He tried to stay awake. He knew where he was—the road to a dark prison, terrifying, dark, and desolate. If he fell asleep, he would die.

He moved quickly, as if drawn to a certain place, and during this process, Shi Yi saw many terrifying sights.

A long river of time lies across the dark void, vast and surging, never ceasing. In this river of time, one dark prison after another rises and falls, like stars in the darkness, drifting in the river, moving through the void, heading towards the eternally sealed land.

Among them were several of the most dazzling cages, ancient and weathered, enormous, exuding a terrifying aura.

Shi Yi guessed that it was the dark cage imprisoning the primordial spirit of the Immortal King.

Within this dark cage atop the long river, there are geniuses of all realms, all of whom have made some astonishing breakthrough, and have been targeted by the eerie entity, their primordial spirits trapped here.

"Buzz!"

With a soft sound, Shi Yi felt himself stop. This place had been drawing him in; it was a dark cage that imprisoned his primordial spirit, making it difficult for him to break free.

Instantly, coldness and darkness descended, and a dark power swept over like mist, permeating his primordial spirit and eroding its core.

What's terrifying is that Shi Yi felt his primordial spirit power was draining away. With each bit of erosion by the dark power, the rate of loss increased even more.

He didn't panic; this was a situation he had anticipated. The more panicked he became, the less likely he was to get out.

Right now, his biggest concern is resolving the problem of his primordial spirit power depleting.

Shi Yi knew that here, the divine way was useless, and the only thing he could rely on was the immortal way.

He had never been exposed to the methods of immortality; the only connection he had was the immortal energy he had cultivated.

The last two streams of immortal energy surrounding the body were unreliable, as they failed to catch up and remained beside the physical body.

Only that primordial energy entered the Forbidden Sea of ​​Bitterness, and within the Forbidden Sea of ​​Bitterness, on the Future Flower, there was a wisp of Shi Yi's essence and spirit, the spirit within which was the primordial spirit.

He sat cross-legged in the dark space, silently sensing, but at first he gained nothing and could not perceive anything.

However, as time went by, Shi Yi gradually sensed the Forbidden Sea of ​​Bitterness. That vast ocean had never left; it was always above him, and both his physical body and his primordial spirit could look up at it.

Through that wisp of divine power, Shi Yi made contact with the source of the forbidden sea of ​​suffering.

Instantly, the corrosive force of darkness ceased, unable to further weaken Shi Yi's primordial spirit. He breathed a sigh of relief; with a source of power, he could accumulate strength, unlike other primordial spirits that grew weaker and weaker, eventually losing their minds and sinking into darkness.

However, the process was difficult, as the dark cage blocked the way, greatly limiting Shi Yi's speed.

He didn't know how long he had been accumulating power—five hundred years, a thousand years? Shi Yi didn't know; he only felt that a very, very long time had passed, as if the world had changed drastically.

Finally, Shi Yi reached his peak state. At this moment, his primordial spirit, having undergone the tempering of the dark power, became incomparably powerful, far stronger than when he arrived.

He knew the time had come to break free of his cage.

After a long period of silence, Shi Yi suddenly erupted, revealing various secret techniques and unleashing them with the power of his primordial spirit.

He bombarded the barriers of the dark space repeatedly, causing the cage to shake violently and become distorted in some places.

However, the continuous attacks failed to break the dark cage; instead, they brought about a terrifying backlash.

Instantly, Shi Yi's face turned pale, and his primordial spirit fell into a state of weakness.

He was not discouraged. If the dark cage were so easy to break, how could it have trapped so many outstanding talents?

Shi Yi withstood the backlash and began to accumulate strength again. This was a kind of tempering, like a giant hammer forging iron. Every time he experienced a trough and returned to the peak, he would be stronger.

Another few decades or hundreds of years have passed, or even thousands of lifetimes have passed. Of course, in reality, it has never been that long, but the concept of time has disappeared here.

After recuperating, Shi Yi made a comeback. His primordial spirit was dazzling and shone brightly in the dark space, which was in stark contrast to the gloom in the other cages.

At this moment, he was incomparably powerful, his spiritual power far surpassing what he had ever possessed, beyond what the Divine Fire Realm could measure.

He gathered his strength, merging all his magic into his palm, and used all his soul power to strike out with a palm towards the dark space.

"Crack!"

The attack worked; a crack appeared in the seemingly unbreakable dark space, revealing the outside world, which was still infinitely dark, but with a completely different meaning.

Without hesitation, Shi Yi transformed into a streak of light and rushed out. He stood in the vast darkness, gazing at the dark cages that floated up and down. Many of the cages had already lost their life force, and the cultivators inside had exhausted their primordial spirit power. Many others were still resisting, while the dark cages that imprisoned Immortal Kings seemed to have existed since ancient times.

This scene is truly shocking and tragic. Every creature imprisoned in this dark cage is a remarkable person who should have shone brightly in the long river of history, but instead, they are trapped in a dark cage, destined to decay and perish in endless loneliness and cold.

Shi Yi felt a pang of emotion and couldn't help but let out a sigh.

Just then, one after another blurry symbols drifted over from the unknown land, converging into a hymn of remembrance.

Upon closer listening, a unique attraction emerged, compelling Shi Yi to head in that direction to investigate further.

"The Nine Heavens and Ten Earths Summoning Scripture?"

Shi Yi understood what these vague symbols meant; they were the ancient sage he had found chanting scriptures.

This provided him with a clear direction. Without this chanting, it would have taken him a lot of effort to return. Now, with the lighthouse guiding him, Shi Yi no longer needed to waste time here.

He walked towards the direction of the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths Summoning Soul Scripture, and soon arrived at the edge of the Dark Land. He could leave this place if he went any further.

Shi Yi turned around, gazing at the long river behind him and the dark cages that floated and sank, before finally turning away and leaving the dark area.

The next moment, he approached his own body and saw the situation there.

The ancient saint sat cross-legged opposite him, his body exuding a terrifying aura as he continuously chanted scriptures. The chanting was vast and extremely penetrating; even Shi Yi's primordial spirit, located in a dark place, could hear it and use it to find his way back.

Cao Yusheng stood not far from the Ancient Saint, his eyes fixed on the bodies of the Ancient Saint and Shi Yi.

"Buzz!"

Shining brightly, Shi Yi's head rippled with divine light. His primordial spirit, tempered through countless trials, returned to its rightful place. The terrifying fluctuations of his divine soul sent chills down the spines of the nearby ancient saint.

Is this truly the primordial spirit of a being in the Divine Fire Realm? How can it be so powerful?

Shi Yi opened his eyes, his gaze intense, like two burning suns. The ancient sage met his gaze, his heart skipped a beat, and he involuntarily stopped chanting.

"Fellow Daoist Shi, you're awake?" the Ancient Saint asked tentatively.

"Yes, thanks to your Nine Heavens and Ten Earths Soul Summoning Scripture, I found my way home in a very short time. Otherwise, I don't know how long it would have taken to get out of the Dark Land." Shi Yi nodded, giving an affirmative answer.

This wasn't an exaggeration, but a genuine feeling. In the Dark Land, even the Forbidden Sea of ​​Bitterness couldn't play a significant role, as it involved major karmic consequences and was connected to Quasi-Immortal Emperors.

"It's nothing, I'm just glad I could help you, fellow Daoist." The Ancient Saint smiled.

Shi Yi then looked at Cao Yusheng and expressed his gratitude to him. The latter shook his head, saying that from beginning to end, he had only played the role of a supervisor.

At this moment, Cao Yusheng tossed a symbol, which fell into Shi Yi's hands.

"Return it to its rightful owner," he said.

Without hesitation, Shi Yi directly tossed the symbol to the Ancient Saint.

The ancient sage felt as if he had been granted a pardon; he controlled the symbols and removed the restrictions from his primordial spirit.

As an ancient oddity, he couldn't accept that his life was controlled by others, but now he has finally regained his freedom.

"Congratulations, Fellow Daoist, on the great success of your two strands of immortal energy. In the ancient world, I'm afraid no one can rival you, Fellow Daoist Shi."

This final, third-thousandth opening is of great significance; Fellow Daoist Shi is undoubtedly the biggest winner. The Ancient Saint Son offered his congratulations while expressing this sentiment.

Shi Yi smiled and shook his head. Being invincible in the Immortal Ancient Era is not so easy. Two strands of immortal energy around the body are not enough. At least three strands are needed. This is the most basic requirement.

Shi Hao, the Ten-Crown King, and the Immortal are all formidable figures. Only the final battle will determine who is stronger.

"Judging by the time, it has been a year and a half since I entered the Immortal Ancient Realm. You two have sacrificed a lot of your cultivation time to help me. These things are just a token of my appreciation. Please accept them as a small compensation."

(End of this chapter)