The Bone-Chilling Abyssal Rift cleaves the earth like a vertical eye; primordial cruel clouds freeze and refuse to flow.
10,000 shells of withered skeletons pile into ferocious walls; 1,000 tribulations of miasmatic rot erode the stars like foam.
This was the forbidden land of the Human Race, the dwelling of ten thousand demons—the Deep Demon Abyss.
Since the Extra-terrestrial Demon Race was sealed here 10,000 years ago, it had become the headquarters for all negativity and distortion in the world, the Demon Domain within the Demonic Domain.
In this twisted space condensed from pure malice, even a Venerable had to tread with extreme caution.
Ordinary cultivators would have their bones corroded and their souls extinguished by the demonic energy within three steps of entering.
However, today, this eternal darkness was torn apart by another kind of light for the very first time.
The Little Half-Demon named Qian Yu floated in the center of the abyss with bare feet.
Though she looked soft and fluffy, she was surrounded by circles of a holy halo so brilliant it reached the extreme.
Beneath her feet, five demon shadows that blotted out the sky were twisting in agony, letting out roars that were neither human nor beast.
The Bone-Corroding Demon Saint—he had once devoured 1,000,000 lives across three human cities in a single night.
The resentment stained upon his bone blades was enough to pollute an entire region of heaven and earth.
At this moment, two of his three pairs of bone wings had been violently torn off.
Black demonic blood surged from the wounds, only to sizzle and evaporate within Qian Yu’s light.
The Shadow-Devouring Demon Saint—she specialized in slipping into shadows to devour the souls of cultivators.
No fewer than 100 Venerables had died by her hand, and even two Semi-Saints had fallen to her.
Now, her ten thousand clones were firmly locked in place by a ring-shaped wheel of light.
Every shadow wailed in pain amidst the radiance.
The Calamity Demon Saint—before being sealed, he had summoned seventeen world-ending natural disasters, leaving 100,000 miles of scorched earth wherever he passed.
However, his massive body was currently covered in golden cracks.
Purifying light seeped out from within those fissures, as if he might be blown into fragments at any moment.
He flickered and wavered like a candle stub in the wind.
The other two newly ascended Demon Saints of the Saint Realm were in even more miserable states.
They were supposed to be the trump cards used to slay Saints, meant to pose a massive threat to the Human Race and the Demon Race.
At this moment, however, not even a complete piece of their bodies remained.
They had been compressed by Qian Yu into a ball of shrinking darkness that looked quite small and amusing.
10 feet behind Qian Yu, within an area deliberately protected by the halo, Nalan Yunyan watched the scene from behind the barrier with a dazed expression.
It was a mix of disbelief and a hint of awe and infatuation that even she hadn’t noticed herself.
Since she had agreed to follow Qian Yu to seek the truth of this world, Nalan Yunyan had spent the past one year living what could only be described as a dreamlike existence.
It was as if Qian Yu had unlocked some kind of visual authorization.
Within this short period, Qian Yu had led her through one Secret Realm after another—Opportunities and blessed lands that even a Saint would envy immensely.
In the Interstice of the Great Dao, she had followed Qian Yu into the Great Dao Celestial River Waterfall.
She had watched as the other girl used the water of the Great Dao, which contained all the Laws of the Dao in the world, to wash her meridians and temper her physical body to the absolute limit beneath the Saint Realm.
At the Echo-less Abyss, she and Qian Yu had sat opposite their own Heart Demons for forty-nine days. When they emerged, she was close to becoming a Venerable, while Qian Yu’s mental state had reached perfection.
There was also the Labyrinth of Thousand Mechanisms and Myriad Visions, the Eternal Twilight Plains, the Bridge of Life and Death Reincarnation…
Nalan Yunyan couldn’t remember exactly how many Secret Realms they had crossed in this one year.
She only remembered that every single time, Qian Yu would challenge her limits in an almost self-destructive manner.
Every time, she would break through miraculously and step into the next forbidden zone with an even more powerful aura.
And just now, in this Deep Demon Abyss that even Ancient Saints were unwilling to set foot in, Qian Yu had used her cultivation at the peak of the Semi-Saint rank to crush these five Demon Saints—the greatest threat to all living beings in the Cultivation World—between her fingertips.
Now, riding this wave of invincible momentum and insight, Qian Yu was becoming the first Saint in the Cultivation World in 1,000 years.
In mid-air, the light radiating from the hovering Little Half-Demon girl grew even more intense.
The rolling demonic energy dissipated like snow meeting boiling water, revealing the black earth below, which was composed of countless withered bones and condensed resentment.
And yet, this land infected by countless evil thoughts was continuously purified under the shine of that light until the demonic energy vanished and Spiritual Energy surged forth.
Holy medicinal plants and spiritual vegetation actually sprouted from the pitch-black, desolate soil.
“This… This noble, supreme human predecessor, please grant us a path to live. We are willing to swear a Heavenly Demon Blood Oath to exile ourselves to the void and never set foot in this world again…”
Beneath the light, the Bone-Corroding Demon Saint’s voice was hoarse, and the Shadow-Devouring Demon Saint roared in terror.
As for the Calamity Demon Saint, who had the lightest injuries, he let out a roar of indignation and attempted to throw one final punch at Qian Yu.
“Is the Demon Race meant to die?! We only wanted to enslave and rule this world! Why won’t you let go!”
There was no answer.
Qian Yu’s expression didn’t change in the slightest.
She simply raised her right hand and gently closed her five fingers.
Auspicious light gathered behind her, and five pillars of light, pure to the extreme, crashed down from the top of the abyss, accurately enveloping the five Demon Saints.
The Demon Saints perished!
There was no world-shaking explosion, no desperate counterattack in their final moments.
Within that light, the five existences that had once struck terror into the hearts of the Human Race silently melted away like frost under the sun.
However, it was not over yet.
The moment the last wisp of demonic energy dissipated, the entire Deep Demon Abyss vibrated violently.
It wasn’t a tremor of destruction, but a grander, more divine resonance.
The rock layers above the abyss began to let light through.
Streaks of seven-colored radiance pierced through the eternal darkness, shining into the deepest nest of the Demon Race.
Within the light were phantom images of golden lotuses, manifestations of the sun and moon, and the rhythmic chanting of ancient melodies from various eras.
This was the Dao Sound.
The Great Dao of the heavens was celebrating the birth of a new Saint.
At this moment, the radiance converged into a crown, slowly descending upon Qian Yu’s head.
The Dao Sound transformed into physical musical notes, weaving around her to form a Saint Realm robe.
She closed her eyes, feeling the final barrier within her body shatter.
Her cultivation reached complete stability at this moment.
The Saint Realm was achieved!
The world did not suffer any distortion or breakage.
Nalan Yunyan stared blankly at Qian Yu above, who seemed more unreachable than ever before.
A smile that came from the bottom of her heart surfaced at the corners of her mouth.
There were no more doubts in her heart; this place was definitely not an Illusionary Realm.
All the efforts Qian Yu had made and all the adventures she had experienced were not fake.
She was truly happy.
Long ago, when she entered those bizarre Secret Realms with the other girl, Nalan Yunyan had already begun to believe that this world was not a dream.
And now, seeing Qian Yu defeat those five Demon Saints and break through to the Saint Realm with her own eyes, she was even more certain.
An Illusionary Realm could construct grand scenes, mimic powerful forces, and even replicate emotions from memory.
But it could never create this “real sensation” that originated from the essence of existence, refined down to the level of the Laws.
How many Demon Saints could that fallen Ancient Saint have fought?
How many Secret Realms could they have braved?
The other person at their peak wouldn’t have been a match for any one of the five Demon Saints just now, let alone simulate the various trump cards they used before their deaths.
The divine light gradually dispersed, and the Deep Demon Abyss fell back into darkness—but it was no longer the suffocating, demonic darkness from before.
The soft light emanating from Qian Yu’s body had permanently changed this space.
At least in the central area, the demonic energy had been completely purified.
When she turned around and looked at Nalan Yunyan, the high-and-mighty Eldest Miss actually blushed suddenly.
Qian Yu actually smiled at her.
“Little Yunyan, how is it now? My battle just now nearly ground the Great Dao away, yet the world didn’t show a single ripple of shattering.”
“Oh.”
Nalan Yunyan’s heart skipped a beat for no reason.
The various adventures with Qian Yu over the past one year had actually made her much more familiar and improved her relationship with the girl significantly.
It wouldn’t be an exaggeration to call them friends.
But being called “Little Yunyan” by the much smaller girl still felt strange.
‘I’m supposed to be the Senior Sister…’
“Also, Qian Yu, you seem to have gotten a little smaller again? It’s like that every time your cultivation breaks through. I think I should call you Little Yu.”