The Three Teachings Converge into One: The Path of the Mortal and the Saintly is the Same

Poetry:

The dark prison trembled, locking away souls in sorrow; the sharp blades of the three religions broke through the formation.

The remnant soul burned away to appease the demonic intent, while the golden halberd's shadow protected the lotus platform.

Meanwhile, Su Qingxuan rescued his parents' souls and carefully nurtured them with the true meaning of the three religions.

He took a step forward, intending to settle the score once and for all.

With this step, the entire Blackwater Prison shook violently.

The laws of the netherworld trembled, as if an ancient divine mountain was about to fall into the deepest abyss!

"Stop him!"

Yu Xiaozi's remnant soul screamed shrilly, its voice distorted with fear.

He didn't expect that Su Qingxuan's momentum would rise instead of fall because of his parents' matter.

The power that this step was building up actually made him...

Even the peak Golden Immortal demon soul felt a chill run down its spine.

Almost simultaneously, the four demon generals roared in unison:

"The Four Fiends return to their positions, the Nine Netherworld Soul-Locking Array—activate!"

These four demon generals were secretly cultivated by the Song emperor over a hundred years using the demonic energy of the Soul-Devouring Nails.

They have all reached the peak of the Golden Immortal realm and are proficient in combined attack formations.

The demon general wielded a blood-red giant blade, and the wailing faces on the blade transformed into tangible sound waves.

The whip-wielding demon general wildly wielded his bone whip, the tip of which spewed out pitch-black demonic fire.

The demon general formed hand seals, and a ghastly green poisonous mist spread out.

The Lotus-Treading Demon General treads on a black lotus, from which beams of imprisoning light shoot out.

The four demon generals each occupy a region, their demonic energy intertwined.

In an instant, the ground around the altar,

It lit up with countless dark red magic patterns, intertwining with each other.

It transformed into a massive demonic array covering an area of ​​hundreds of feet in radius—

Nine Netherworld Soul-Locking Array!

The moment the formation was complete, nine thick, black chains, as thick as pythons, rose from within it.

At the end of the chains were hideous demonic claws, reaching out to grab Su Qingxuan from all directions...

Block all his options!

Countless twisted, vengeful spirits emerged from the formation, emitting mournful howls.

It transformed into a tangible surge of soul power, engulfing Su Qingxuan.

This formation is specifically designed to counter the soul, trapping and killing in one fell swoop; even a peak Golden Immortal would be caught in it.

Even a short time would see their soul power eroded, and they would eventually be captured by chains.

To become nourishment for the Soul-Devouring Nails.

But Su Qingxuan was no ordinary Golden Immortal, and he was no match for this terrifying demonic array.

Su Qingxuan took another step forward.

"Thump—!"

The sound of this step landing was like a muffled thunderclap, but it didn't resonate in the ears.

Instead, it strikes directly into the depths of a living being's soul.

Centered on his toes, a visible ripple of gold, blue, and white light suddenly spread out...

Wherever the ripples passed, the laws of the underworld were forcibly distorted and assimilated!

The nine claw-like chains that had been seized crashed into the tri-colored ripples.

It was as if it were stuck in a quagmire, its speed suddenly decreased, and the magic patterns on the chains flickered.

It emitted a mournful "woo-woo" sound, as if it might collapse at any moment.

"When the three teachings return to one, all laws are abandoned." Su Qingxuan's voice was calm.

Yet it possesses a penetrating power capable of slaying demons and eliminating evil:

"Yu Xiaozi, you were no match for me a hundred years ago, but now you have cultivated demonic arts."

Using this filthy, black water to set up the formation, it remains the same—

"So vulnerable!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the three-colored Daoist aura around him suddenly changed.

Golden righteous energy soared into the sky, transforming into the phantom of a majestic mountain of books.

In the mountains, sages preach scriptures, their words brimming with wisdom and righteous spirit, shining like the sun in the sky, illuminating the darkness.

The wails of those vengeful spirits ceased instantly when illuminated by the golden light.

A moment of peace appeared on his ferocious face.

Then it turned into specks of golden light and dissipated...

The azure Daoist energy flowed like water, transforming into a chaotic Daoist diagram.

The yin-yang symbol slowly rotates, evolving into earth, water, fire, and wind, and the birth and death of all things.

The Dao map unfolds, and it passes through every place.

The dark red demonic patterns on the Nine Nether Soul-Locking Array melted away like snow being poured into boiling water.

Those nine ghostly claw chains were further enveloped in chaotic Daoist energy.

The chain made a "crack" sound as the crack spread...

The white, compassionate light of Buddha transformed into a thousand-petaled lotus, which slowly bloomed.

On each lotus leaf, a phantom image of Buddha appeared.

They chanted in unison, "Om Maha Siddhartha Pandana".

The chanting of sutras surged like a tide, washing away the demonic aura—

All the resentful spirits, vengeful ghosts, and wronged spirits encountered bowed before the Buddha.

They were all miraculously converted...

The four demonic generals, their demonic aura emanating from them, were illuminated by the Buddha's light.

It even emitted a sizzling, burning sound.

His vitality visibly waned...

The true meanings of the three religions each reveal their profound mysteries, yet they are seamlessly integrated, mutually enhancing each other.

The seemingly ferocious "Nine Nether Soul-Locking Array"

Under the onslaught of these three-colored Daoist auras, it only lasted for less than three breaths before collapsing with a deafening roar!

The array patterns broke inch by inch, and the nine ghostly claw chains turned into black smoke and dissipated.

The four demon generals groaned in unison, blood trickling from the corners of their mouths, clearly suffering a backlash.

"Impossible! What kind of technique is this?!" the Blade-wielding Demon General roared in shock and anger.

He slashed at the illusory mountain of books with all his might, but it was like an ant trying to shake a tree.

The faces groaning on the blade, washed away by the overwhelming righteous energy,

They all dissipated and vanished, and cracks appeared on the giant blade itself.

"His path... is it terrifying?!"

The whip-wielding demon shrieked, its bone whip tip spewing forth jet-black demonic fire.

However, it was completely swallowed up by the Chaos Dao Diagram, which in turn replenished the power of the Dao Diagram.

"break!"

Su Qingxuan uttered a single word and pointed forward with his fingers like a sword.

There was no dazzling sword light, nor any overwhelming momentum.

With just a touch of chaotic light at the fingertip, it blossomed like a seed sprouting.

In an instant, it transformed into a hazy sword aura that was neither gold nor blue nor white.

Returning to Origin Sword Intent!

This sword energy, encompassing all things yet transcending them, slashed across the netherworld.

Wherever it passed, space silently distorted and annihilated...

The demon general wielding the blade, who was at the forefront of the attack, felt an irresistible "Return to Origin" aura enveloping him...

He roared and swung his blade to parry, the blood-red greatsword colliding with the sword energy at that very moment—

"laugh!"

There was no clang of metal against metal; the giant blade melted away inch by inch, like sand meeting flowing water…

The sword energy, still powerful, pierced through the demon general's chest.

The demon general wielding the blade froze on the spot, looking down at his chest.

The ever-expanding void of "nothingness" filled his eyes with disbelief.

Immediately, the demonic body disintegrated, transforming into the most primordial particles of demonic energy.

It was assimilated and absorbed by the chaotic Daoist principles.

With a single sword strike, a peak Golden Immortal demon general fell!

"Big Brother!!!" The other three demon generals' eyes widened in horror.

Su Qingxuan pointed his sword again, and the Guiyuan Sword Intent split into three streams, shooting towards the remaining three demons.

The three demons were terrified and each used their own methods to defend themselves—

The demon general formed hand seals and unleashed a ghastly green demonic flame.

The Lotus-Treading Demon General used the demonic lotus as a shield.

The Whip-Whip Demon General unleashed his bone whip to counterattack.

However, in the face of the Returning Origin Sword Intent, all defenses are as flimsy as paper.

The demonic flames were pierced through by the sword energy.

The demonic lotus shattered before it could even withstand the attack.

The bone whip wailed as it turned to dust...

The three sword energies precisely pierced the three demons' brows.

"Uh..." The three demons froze, their eyes quickly losing their sparkle.

The demonic body vanished like a weathered sand sculpture, dissipating inch by inch.

The Four Demon Generals are all annihilated!

Just as the four evil demon generals were about to vanish into thin air...

The sinister force that had been lurking in the shadows all along.

A ruthless determination flashed in his eyes.

Knowing that Su Qingxuan was not someone to be trifled with, he turned his attention to the Faceless Ghost King.

"Old Ghost King, you ruined my future three thousand years ago. Today, I'll settle both old and new scores!"

I will take you, you lonely ghost from the Valley of Desolation,

Forge my new Soul-Devouring Puppet!

With a swift movement, Yin Li abandoned Su Qingxuan, who was nearby.

Instead, it turned into a wisp of black poisonous smoke.

The black bone needle in his hand transformed into a streak of dark light.

It thrust straight at the back of the Faceless Demon King.

This strike was launched with hatred and was as fast as lightning.

It also contains a corrosive power specifically targeting the souls and spirits of ghosts.

However, he was unaware that the Faceless Demon King...

He had endured three thousand years of hardship in the Valley of Annihilation, waiting for this very opportunity.

Faced with the sinister sneak attack, the Faceless Ghost King had already turned around.

On that face without features...

For the first time, he revealed an emotion called "exhilaration".

"Buzz—"

The vertical seam on the forehead of the Faceless Demon King suddenly tore open.

That pure black ghost eye no longer glows faintly.

Instead, it erupted with a hazy, gray "annihilation light" that seemed capable of devouring all light!

This divine light was not something that ordinary immortals or gods could feel.

It is only effective against Yin-style martial arts.

Yin Li felt a scorching temperature and a violent impact.

It pounced suddenly.

Wherever he went, the space around him became deathly silent, and the laws returned to nothingness.

The black poisonous smoke, formed from the malevolent energy, was swept away by the divine light.

It melted away instantly, like snow under the scorching sun.

That black bone needle that could easily pierce through the soul of a Golden Immortal.

The moment it came into contact with the divine light, it made a crisp "crackling" sound.

It crumbled to pieces, turning into ashes!

"No! This is impossible! This is the 'Eye of Annihilation'?"

You actually refined the power of annihilation from the very source of the Netherworld into the Netherworld Eye?!

Yin Li let out an unprecedented scream of terror.

He tried to escape, but found that the void around him was firmly locked by the Faceless Ghost King.

"Yin Li, do you think I've been living in seclusion for the past three thousand years?"

The Faceless Ghost King transmitted his thoughts, carrying endless mockery and chilling killing intent.

"For the past three thousand years, I have been trying to figure out how to 'purify' such filth as you!"

The Faceless Ghost King watched as Yin Li struggled in the divine light, his body constantly collapsing.

The soul was filled with indifference:

"You forged your benevolent soul into chains, so I will annihilate your soul!"

"This is not only revenge for countless good souls, but also the just cycle that the underworld deserves."

"ah--!"

The annihilating divine light completely engulfed Yin Li.

This man once caused countless souls to perish.

The Soul Devouring Division Chief, feared to the core.

Even the screams didn't last long.

It then vanished completely in the extinguished gray light.

Not even a sliver of a chance for reincarnation was left behind.

It was truly "erased".

All of this is a long story, but in reality it only happened in...

Ten breaths after Su Qingxuan took his third step.

From the activation of the demon array to the fall of the four demons, to the execution of Yin Li.

It was so fast that Yu Xiaozi didn't even have time to react.

"Su Qingxuan!!!" Yu Xiaozi finally snapped out of his shock.

It let out a fierce and venomous roar.

In particular, there were the Four Demon Generals, whom Emperor Song had painstakingly cultivated over a century.

They vanished into thin air with the slightest movement of the opponent!

How could he not hate, how could he not fear?

"Your turn." Su Qingxuan's gaze shifted.

His icy gaze locked onto Yu Xiaozi like a sharp arrow.

He took a step and was already in front of Yu Xiaozi.

Yu Xiaozi's remnant soul trembled violently.

It let out a sharp, resolute shriek of divine thought.

He held nothing back, and thus stirred the very source.

He burned the demonic power he had painstakingly condensed wildly.

The illusory figure dimmed considerably in an instant.

His cultivation level suddenly dropped to the Celestial Immortal realm.

It actually dropped a whole realm!

As the immense power of the demonic soul burned like fireworks,

A burst of pure primordial soul fire shot out.

The Soul-Devouring Nail, humming wildly, pierced precisely into the center of the altar!

"With my demonic soul as the catalyst, and a century of grudge as the sacrifice—"

We respectfully request the Demon Lord to spare a thought and descend to vanquish our enemy!

"Buzz—!!!"

The Soul-Devouring Nail suddenly erupted, piercing the soul with a sharp roar!

All the crimson runes on the nail lit up simultaneously, and a blood-red light soared into the sky.

The entire underground space was bathed in a crimson light.

At the tip of the nail, the spot of darkness that was originally just a tiny speck expanded rapidly.

It transformed into a constantly churning dark vortex.

Within the vortex, a pair of cold, cruel...

Eyes filled with endless malice slowly opened.

In an instant, an ancient, evil, and greedy force...

A terrifying pressure, seemingly capable of devouring all the heavens and myriad worlds, descended with a deafening roar!

The entire Blackwater Prison space froze, and everyone's movements stopped.

Those with weaker cultivation levels trembled with fear and almost knelt down.

The Demon Lord's thoughts are divided!

Despite the lack of offerings (Su Wenyuan and his wife were rescued).

Although his awakening was incomplete, his aura far surpassed that of ordinary Great Luo Immortals.

It's almost at the threshold of sainthood!

"Demon Lord!" Emperor Song exclaimed with great joy upon seeing this.

"Please, Demon Lord, take action and annihilate this monastery!"

I vow to serve you as my Lord for all eternity, and offer up the entire underworld!

Within the dark vortex, those icy eyes swept across the entire scene.

The image finally settled on Su Qingxuan.

A vast, cold expanse, seemingly filled with the wails of countless souls.

The combined ideas resonated in everyone's soul:

"Su Qingxuan...you've finally arrived...it's been a long time since we parted at the Illusionary Demon Sea..."

I've been waiting for you for so long...

Hmm... the aura of the fusion of the three religions... is becoming increasingly rich...

Your soul is a thousand times more delicious than those two old men…

A gigantic hand formed from pure darkness.

Emerging from the vortex, it reached out to grab Su Qingxuan.

Wherever the giant hand passed, space was annihilated, and all things returned to nothingness.

Su Qingxuan's three-colored Daoist aura trembled violently before this giant hand, crumbling inch by inch...

The difference is too big!

This demonic thought was extremely powerful, its strength completely overwhelming the Great Luo Realm.

Su Qingxuan's expression was solemn, and he activated the "Imperial Patrol" token without hesitation.

The token shone brightly with golden light, and the four characters "As if the Emperor were personally present" appeared in mid-air.

It transformed into a dazzling golden pillar of light, containing the vast fortune of the Heavenly Court and supreme divine might.

It collided violently with that giant dark hand.

"boom--!"

Golden light and darkness intertwined and annihilated, unleashing a terrifying energy storm.

It swept through the entire underground space!

Mountains collapsed and the earth cracked; black water surged to the sky...

Inside and outside the Blackwater Prison, there were those Yin soldiers and ghost messengers with lower cultivation levels.

The aftershocks shattered their souls.

The token was bestowed by the Jade Emperor himself and has a natural restraint on demons.

However, this Demon Lord's divided consciousness was at an extremely high level.

Although the golden light briefly blocked it, it quickly dimmed.

The giant dark hand continued to press down, now less than three zhang away from Su Qingxuan!

"Palace Master!"

"Brother Su!"

Yunmiaozi, Chiying, and the Faceless Ghost King exclaimed in unison!

The Faceless Demon King and Red Tassel wanted to step forward to help.

However, he was suppressed by the demon's power, his feet were immobilized, and he could not move.

A pure Yang Heavenly Gang Formation formed by a hundred heavenly soldiers.

Under this oppressive force, the light flickered and teetered on the verge of collapse.

The only one who could move was Yun Miaozi, who was at the peak of the Great Luo realm.

Without the slightest hesitation, Yun Miaozi and the Silent Sword became one.

The sword light shone as brightly as the sun, and in an instant, all things vanished in its fleeting brilliance.

Sword aimed at the Vortex Demon Eye!

At this critical moment—

"This sacred land of the underworld is not to be allowed to allow demons to run rampant!!"

A magnificent, majestic, seemingly bearing the weight of the earth

The overwhelming voice commanding an army.

A thunderous roar echoed from outside the Blackwater Prison, piercing through layers of ghostly barriers!

The moment that sound rang out, the entire Blackwater Prison space suddenly sank.

The giant dark hand reaching for Su Qingxuan

It felt as if it had sunk into an invisible swamp, and its speed suddenly decreased.

Immediately following, a vast, boundless, supremely strong and righteous force...

It also possesses an immense military might that exudes boundless killing intent.

Like the Milky Way pouring down from above, it crashed down from the netherworld.

Amidst the military might, countless phantom images of celestial soldiers and generals, clad in armor and wielding sharp weapons, their murderous aura soaring to the heavens, could be faintly seen.

Furthermore, there is a phantom image of Xuanwu, with a tortoise and snake coiled around it, suppressing the nine heavens and ten earths.

"The True Martial Emperor!" Emperor Song was horrified.

With a clang, the Yama Seal in his hand slipped from his grasp and fell to the ground.

Above the Blackwater Prison, one could see the thick rock layers and the Netherworld Barrier.

A huge void appeared silently.

Beyond the void, there was not a gloomy, gray sky, but a dazzling starry sky.

Beneath the starry sky, a vast expanse of darkness—

Countless thousands, clad in heavy black armor, wielding spears and halberds,

The celestial soldiers, exuding a chilling aura, stood in formation in the void.

They were so densely packed that they completely surrounded the area where the Blackwater Prison was located.

The heavenly soldiers stood in imposing formation, their banners waving in the wind.

The central banner, inscribed with "True Martial Demon Slayer," fluttered loudly.

It exudes an aura of boundless killing intent.

Beneath the great banner stood an emperor clad in a black robe embroidered with dragon patterns.

A middle-aged emperor with a sword at his waist, a tortoise and a snake under his feet, and a majestic face.

He stood with his hands behind his back, his gaze sharp as lightning, piercing through the void.

It landed on the whirlpool of the black water pool, on that demonic eye.

It is the True Martial Mysterious Heavenly Emperor of the North Pole who rules over the North.

He is in charge of vanquishing demons and is one of the Heavenly War Gods, the True Martial Emperor!

"Zhenwu...you actually came in person!"

The demonic eye churned in the vortex, its intent revealing a clear sense of apprehension.

Although its realm is extremely high, its cultivation level is at the peak of the Great Luo realm.

But it is, after all, a fragment of thought, not the true form of the Demon Lord.

Even the emperor, known for his ruthlessness and commanding the most elite Xuanwu Guards of the Heavenly Court, felt pressure.

"This Emperor, by order of the Jade Emperor, the Great Heavenly Venerable, is to tour the Three Realms."

Purge the evil influence.

The True Martial Emperor's voice was calm, yet it contained an undeniable majesty.

Each word resounded like thunder, echoing through the netherworld.

"Now that I have observed changes in the netherworld and demonic energy soaring into the sky, I have specially led 100,000 Xuanwu Guards here."

Emperor Song, you colluded with the demonic path, secretly forged demonic weapons, imprisoned benevolent souls, and worshipped the Demon Lord. The evidence against you is irrefutable.

"Why haven't you submitted to the law yet?"

The Song emperor was deathly pale, his lips trembling...

Under the overwhelming imperial might of the True Martial Emperor and the oppressive military might of the 100,000 Xuanwu Guards.

He couldn't utter a single word, collapsed to the ground, utterly dejected.

The True Martial Emperor then looked at Su Qingxuan, his gaze softening slightly, and said gently:

"Palace Master Su, you bravely ventured into the Netherworld to save your loved ones, vanquishing demons and upholding justice. Your loyalty and filial piety are commendable."

However, this place is dangerous, and the demonic thoughts have awakened; you cannot deal with it alone.

"And take your parents' souls and retreat. This place is to be dealt with by this Emperor."

Su Qingxuan took a deep breath, suppressing his surging blood and qi.

He cupped his hands and said loudly:

"Thank you for your help, Your Majesty! However, these demonic nails have imprisoned my parents for a hundred years."

Extracting soul power is a heinous crime.

Qingxuan earnestly requests permission to witness this demon's annihilation!

After a moment's thought, the True Martial Emperor nodded and said, "Agreed."

You should retreat to the rear of the formation and protect your parents.

"Thank you, Great Emperor!" Su Qingxuan bowed again, then said no more.

Holding the warm, luminous cocoon that contained the souls of her parents.

They reunited with Yun Miaozi, Chi Ying, and the others...

They quickly retreated to a safe location behind the Xuanwu Guard formation.

Wang Lingguan was now standing beside Zhenwu the Great.

The golden whip's lightning subsided, and his expression became solemn.

With her red-tasseled silver spear planted firmly on the ground, she breathed slightly, the oppressive power of the demonic aura causing her blood to surge.

The faceless ghost king's Netherworld Eyes flickered as he gazed at the figure of the True Martial Emperor.

A complex emotion flashed in his eyes...

The three hundred heavenly soldiers quickly joined up with the Xuanwu Guards and reorganized their formation.

Su Qingxuan retreated to a safe place and immediately looked at the light cocoon in his arms.

The souls of the parents were nourished by the Buddha's light from the Bodhi rosary and the true meaning of the three religions.

Although still illusory and fragile, at least it has stopped dissipating.

That last glimmer of hope was firmly protected.

He felt somewhat at ease, but dared not relax in the slightest, continuing to infuse his mind with the gentlest and purest sincerity.

At the same time, he took out a "Soul-Stabilizing Pill" given to him by Xiao Lingxi.

It dissolved with spiritual power, turning into wisps of medicinal mist that slowly seeped into the souls of the two elders.

After doing all this, he looked up and turned his gaze to the center of the battlefield...

It is:

A century of darkness has locked away the souls of loved ones; a single sword returns them to their origin, cleansing them of all defilement.

Fortunately, Zhenwu descended from heaven, his compassionate countenance once again reflecting the warmth of Bodhi.