Chapter 1, Dissolution and Rebirth

The transformation of the internal energy nature for the ethnic group is complete, with no attributes, no mutual restraint attributes, and no enhancement characteristics. After the mutation of the internal energy nature, it exits the state of non-action, light, and darkness, defined as extremes. The attribute mutation of the Northern Falling Purple Night Flame has successfully altered its attack and defense forms, with a nature classified as negative.

"Xiao Yunxi! I hate you, I hate you!" Zi Shan cried out frantically, until her internal energy was exhausted and she could no longer resist the pull of the gate to the immortal realm. In the blink of an eye, her figure was swallowed into the white gate of the immortal world. Zi Shan's final words echoed from within the gate: "Yi Yun, from heaven to earth, Zi Shan will always be your woman... For a thousand years, ten thousand years, or even longer, I will wait for you. You must come to find me, you must..."

They are easier to deal with than the Desire Demons in the illusion. After the internal energy was fully restored, the actual consumption during such a brief battle was negligible. He and Xi'er stood back to back, heads leaning against each other, waiting for the Desire Demons to finish scavenging the corpses before launching another attack, while simultaneously observing the distant sky.

I promised you, therefore, whether in heaven or on earth, I will certainly come to find you, unless your heart is not in it, unless your heart departs. Otherwise, even if it takes a thousand years, ten thousand years, or even forever, I will come to find you

We have all passed away together from this world

We are reborn together in another world

In the realm of the Jianghu, countless individuals guilty of heinous crimes, regardless of their strength, are suddenly drawn into the Hell's Gate, which has appeared unexpectedly, leading them into various levels of hell. They will bear the weight of the numerous sins they have committed for an extended period of time

Compared to the frenzied and focused attacks of the Desire Demon in the illusion, the opportunity to recover their internal energy in the present situation is indeed much easier. As for the combat power of the Desire Demon, it makes no difference to them; they can all be defeated with just a fraction of their internal strength, easily dispatched in an instant.

We shall depart from this world together

Thus have I heard, love is the source of hate, one loses, the other weeps. Better for you to be confused by hate, ensnared by the poison of love, both satisfying and cruel at the same time. Xi'er murmured softly, tightly embracing Yiyun's waist

He sighed, yet with joy in his sigh. The Heavenly Net rarely manifests; since its emergence from the eighteen layers of hell, it has appeared only thirty-three times over the course of tens of thousands of years. The enormous Heavenly Net before him was only the sixth time he had witnessed such a sight. He knew that the one who had been waiting beside him had arrived. "Does the Lord believe that this person can escape the punishment of the Heavenly Net?"

Xiao Jian, Ke Ming, and Mu Se, along with this sound, slowly soared towards the white, distorted door of space, their bodies completely enveloped in a rainbow of light. However, Zi Shan tightly held onto Yi Yun, her body shining with a rainbow light, symbolizing the noble status of a great immortal in the celestial realm; yet, she was unwilling to let go.

In the torrent of time, before the opening of the Three Realms, in the unknown human world, it is impossible to ascertain how many lost sinful lives have been sentenced to the Eighteen Layers of Hell. These lives include not only humans from the mortal realm but also beasts, monsters, and wandering spirits from various realms, and even deities and Buddhas who have committed sins.

With all her strength, Yi Yun channeled her energy against the powerful suction of https://m.hetushu.com, yet her figure remained still, slowly being drawn towards the gates of hell. Yi Yun raised her head, gazing at the figure in the purple robe, gently shaking her right hand. The delicate purple gauze garment in her hand fluttered, and she softly said: "I promised you that I would always wear it, even if I descend into hell, I will..."

Murder is a crime, but we have long since decided to bear this sin

The blood-red long chain at this moment truly lives up to the name of the Heavenly Net. In a moment of realization, Yi Yun understood that this Heavenly Net indeed resembled the might of the Unrivaled Legend's Sword Sect, which controls all swords in the mortal realm!

To the south of Hell, atop a massive palace that reaches a height of one hundred zhang, a woman clad in a long black robe gazes coldly at the distant sky net. Beside her stands an elderly man with white hair, possessing a human face and a serpent's body. His physique appears slack due to his advanced age, lacking the robust power typically associated with a large serpent's body, resembling instead loose flesh, giving him a somewhat bloated appearance.

Without your world, I will feel even more lonely and desolate; without my world, you too will feel even more lonely and desolate. ... No matter where it is, I will accompany you ...

In heaven and on earth, for a thousand years, ten thousand years, and even forever, the one in the purple robe will always be your woman; you must come to find me

The confusion of being utterly ignorant, a feeling I have not experienced for a long time, what difference is there between the unknown of hell and the time when I first entered the world of martial arts

We are reborn together in hell

In accordance with the rhyme, do you understand? I have ruined you, and you have descended into the eighteen layers of hell, from which you will never emerge. Killing is a sin, yet I have harmed you, and you can never turn back...

After the void, there is still the void

The extreme of human slaughter, deeply sinful, the murderous aura induces physical mutation and demonic transformation, the Slaughter Demon Physique... Phase Two enhancement, Slaughter Demon Lord's attendant... Phase Three enhancement, Slaughter Demon Lord... Phase Four enhancement, Slaughter Demon King... In the Abyss of No Return, the murderous aura undergoes aberration, the deeply sinful extreme of human slaughter resonates, condemned to bear the special title of: Slaughter Demon King of the Northern Falling Purple Dawn. Energy lethality significantly increased, destructive power greatly enhanced, resilience improved. In the Abyss of No Return, the murderous aura undergoes aberration, the deeply sinful extreme of human slaughter resonates, condemned to bear the special title of: Slaughter Demon King of the Northern Falling Purple Dawn. Energy lethality significantly increased, destructive power greatly enhanced, resilience improved.

Note: Readers who have already read "The Master is Lonely 1" can skip the Jianghu section. The content of the Jianghu section is provided for the convenience of new readers who have not yet read the book. [Editor's Note: The Jianghu section has been extracted separately]

At the summit of the Floating Peak, the contest for the keys of the three realms has come to a conclusion, and the grand battle has just ended

Speaking softly in rhyme, gazing at the magnificent mountains and rivers below the ethereal peaks. "However, thinking of the money from the pawnshop truly pains my heart. Fortunately, in the past, Zishan spent a great deal for me; otherwise, I would certainly feel even more distressed now. There is still a lot of money that I haven't had the chance to spend... Zishan is indeed very frugal with money..."

Killing is a crime! Regardless of any reasons or excuses that lead to killing, it is a crime! ... Unless, from the very beginning, one has chosen and decided to bear this crime

He slightly tightened his grip on the sword with his five fingers, and he could already see the land below

No! Do not do this m.hetushu.com.com, do not... ... Two terrifying forces of suction draw Yi Yun towards the red, distorted door of space, as Xi Er observes. The other force, however, pulls Zi Shan towards the white door of space, tightly holding onto Yi Yun's hand, unwilling to let go. The suction of the red door of space is clearly stronger than that of the white door, and Yi Yun and Zi Shan... slowly move towards the red door of space... The other force, however, pulls Zi Shan towards the white door of space, tightly holding onto Yi Yun's hand, unwilling to let go. The suction of the red door of space is clearly stronger than that of the white door, and Yi Yun and Zi Shan... slowly move towards the red door of space...

The old man suddenly realized and could not help but secretly admire the brilliance of the master

In the vast expanse of the ground, within a radius of a thousand zhang, countless identical blood-red metal chains suddenly emerged. They slithered like pythons, danced like iron whips, and struck fiercely. The target of the blood-red metal chains was unmistakably clear: it was Xi'er and Yi Yun. As they burrowed out of the earth and soared hundreds of zhang into the air, the ends of the chains aimed directly at the leaping Xi'er and Yi Yun, shooting towards them from all directions!

A woman in a long black robe remained utterly still, seemingly indifferent. "The heavens' net is vast and intricate, yet nothing escapes it. This is the result of the Cloud Child's thousand years of effort, painstakingly seeking the black stone that opened the heavens and created the earth. Anyone who unexpectedly encounters the heavenly net, if unaware of its nature, will inevitably become a fish caught in the net."

But where is the road?

"Do not rush." The woman in the long black robe remained cold and composed, saying, "Without knowing the cold of the snow, how can one understand the warmth of the charcoal? Without the despair of nearly freezing to death in the snow, how can one feel gratitude towards the person who brings the charcoal?"

Uncertain of how long she had been falling, Xi'er had slowly closed her eyes in Yi Yun's embrace. This was a hell that filled her with endless fear, yet she never regretted bearing this sin

A world of blood, a space of blood, a red figure, a deep purple figure, both speak in unison

How long has it been... how long have we been down?

However, there are only five legends in the martial world: the Mythical Legend of Zishan, the Legend of Slaughter of Xier, the Unbeaten Legend of Xiao Jian, the Legend of Justice of Yiyun, and the Bloodless Legend of Musuo. Their legends, their miraculous strength, and everything that ordinary people cannot aspire to may become an existence that the martial world can never surpass, forever circulating within the realm.

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When Xi'er asked, Yiyun's feet heavily landed on the ground... Xi'er was lifted off the ground by Yiyun. It was a heavy burden, but for Yiyun, it was actually nothing, and of course, it could not hurt Xi'er. Only then did Yiyun gently place Xi'er's feet back on the ground.

It seems as though I have been falling like this for a long time, yet it also feels as if I have just landed not long ago

The spectacle of the Sky Net draws countless eyes from hell, observing from afar or nearby

As long as I do not leave, you will never abandon me

Choice is determined by each individual. Killing is a sin, but I have long decided to bear this sin. I follow the rhythm and will never look back! The resentment of blaming heaven and others, if I were to cling to this, it would be impossible to have many pasts, let alone to know Zishan. Cause and effect are relative; if I had not stepped into the path of killing, many things would not have existed or occurred at all.

In just a moment, the blood-red long chains a thousand zhang away suddenly wove together into a net, and in an instant, a blood-red metallic net ball with a diameter of a thousand zhang was formed in the air. The gaps between the long chains were uniformly sized, insufficient for a person to hide.

They vanished in the mortal realm, and then, in the blood-soaked hell, they were reborn

The long chains that shot up from beneath immediately fell short, while chains coming from all directions, numbering in the hundreds, were effortlessly evaded by them. As those chains collided and intertwined with one another, they did not appear chaotic in the slightest; instead, they crossed and entangled at a distance that barely allowed for passage, forming a web. The infinitely extending ends of the chains continued to pursue the swirling figure of mixed purple and red in the air.

Retracting my gaze from the door to the white fairyland, I lowered my head to observe Xi'er, whose expression had returned to its original state, still so timid and fragile...

Hehehe... you will all regret it... you won the key; he lost... hehehe... Xi'er’s tone was filled with sorrow, devoid of any joy from victory

It is truly absurd to think that, having been sentenced to the eternal and inescapable Eighteen Levels of Hell, one still contemplates repentance. What good is a heart filled with remorse if one remains passive, allowing the demons of desire to bring about one's own demise?

Beneath them, land clearly exists, yet the color of the land cannot be discerned, for it is overrun by a multitude of desire-driven demons standing densely upon it

Disciples of the Original Blood Knife Sect, on this day, countless past offenders who had bullied the good and oppressed the weak, and those guilty of heinous crimes against vulnerable women, were all suddenly drawn into the Hell Gate that appeared. Disciples of the Original Demon Desire Sect, who had long been repeat offenders of numerous crimes, similarly could not escape.

In the world, in every city, in every corner, some are weeping, while more are cheering. ... These sources of evil have finally, finally received the punishment they deserve; good is rewarded with good, and evil is met with evil; it is not that retribution does not come, but that the time has not yet arrived ... . ... More and more people have come to believe. The truth is, people have no choice but to believe.

Amidst the swaying purple shadows, a sudden red figure, representing Xi'er, rushed in with urgency. The two colors of phantoms flickered back and forth, you to the left and I to the right, directly preventing the surrounding demons of desire from approaching. As long as they attempted to close in within a certain distance, they would inevitably suffer a fatal wound, only to be subsequently torn apart and devoured by other cruel demons of desire

With a graceful grip on the sword, Yi Yun subtly urged the essence of the Zixiao Sword. Under the harmonious flow of energy from Xi'er, their bodies spun at an even greater speed, and the flames of the Zixiao Sword burned more fiercely. A deep purple glow enveloped Yi Yun entirely, as countless sword shadows, materialized from their internal energy, closely intertwined and suddenly transformed into a massive deep purple longsword.

The howling fierce wind gradually weakened, slowly transforming into a gentle breeze that swept over the ruins after the decisive battle, carrying with it the still potent scent of blood and swirling dust.

Xi Er gently leaned closer to Yi Yun, the two of them drawing even tighter together. Yi Yun gazed at Xi Er with tender eyes and softly said: "It is a pity that if it were not for the promise I made to you, which came later than the one I made to Zi Shan, I would not have sought her out. However, can the affairs of the world ever align with our wishes? Especially since neither of us is surrounded by fortune..."

In the blood-colored space, two figures embraced as they fell from the void. In their ears echoed a chilling voice: "Extreme slaughter in the human realm, harboring murderous intent that stirs up sky-high resentment. Betrayed and cast into the Avici Hell, never to escape."

The net of heaven is vast and wide, yet nothing escapes it; it has been many years since I have seen the net of heaven.

It is precisely for this reason that, although the number of desire demons seems inexhaustible, there is no cooperation whatsoever among them. Some desire demons fall as they scramble to devour, while others attack chaotically and recklessly. Whenever the area around them is littered with the corpses of desire demons, taking advantage of their time spent fighting over the spoils, Yi Yun and Xi Er strive to regulate their breathing and restore their internal energy in a race against time, aiming to maintain a robust internal energy for the long term

Are you afraid

Yes, I promise you

In the blood-red sky, a cold voice suddenly came to mind

Xier's appearance, under the influence of the Thousand Faces Divine Skill, returned to the enchanting beauty she possessed in the mortal realm. She tightened the Antarctic Ethereal Gloves and said, "Hehehe... go ahead and kill..."

A white and a red spatial gate twisted into existence out of thin air. A gentle voice emanated from the white gate: "Symbolizing freedom and peace, the earthly strong ones who transcend the mortal and divine realms, the Great Immortal in Purple Robes, the Great Immortal of the Little Sword; the Immortal of Renown symbolizing justice, and the Great Immortal of Twilight symbolizing true benevolence. Ascend immediately to the beautiful world of immortals"

The Jianghu has finally undergone a complete transformation, as the key unlocks the Three Realms. This instills fear, longing, and a standard for evaluating the value of things and choices in the hearts of all within the Jianghu. ... Hell is terrifying; the fairyland is perfect; while the demon realm is filled with yearning and curiosity ...

In the world of rivers and lakes, countless individuals are cheering. They feel disheartened by their current situation, yet they see their future as bleak and without direction. They believe that upon reaching a new world in the future, they will surely achieve great success, attain their ideal new life, fulfill their aspirations, and possess everything that is currently beyond their reach

On the earth, the densely packed demons of desire were suddenly and massively crushed by numerous things! ... When Yuyin and Xier leaped up, countless blood-red metal chains suddenly shot out from beneath their feet where they had originally stood

In mid-air, relying on each other, Yun and Xi'er observed the long chains shooting towards them from all directions. In perfect harmony, they pressed their backs together, clasped each other's palms, and activated their internal energy. Using the thrust generated by their inner qi, they moved and rotated their bodies together.

As the voice fell, the Northern Falling Purple Sky Sword danced, creating a flurry of sword shadows. Each deep purple sword shadow either precisely severed the throat of the desire demon or pierced the heart of the desire beast.

The old man with a human face and a serpent's body hurriedly offered his services: "My lord, I am willing to go."

Hell, in fact, is not unfamiliar to them. During their time in the mortal realm, they were repeatedly drawn into illusions that felt as real as life itself. Killing is a sin, and the repeated experiences in these illusions have long made him vaguely aware that perhaps this is the ultimate price that must be borne for the act of killing

If this is a sin, I have long since decided to bear it. No matter what, I will not turn back, nor will I shrink away, for I am in harmony with the rhythm of books

Relying on the power of the swift spinning of Yiyun and Xier, and the strength propelled by the intent of the Zixiao Sword, I wield my sword towards the rapidly woven heavenly net ahead

Drawing forth a deep purple weapon from his waist, which burned with the flames of the Northern Falling Purple Sky, his gaze gradually became hollow. As the long sword was raised, the sword light cleaved through a circle of approaching demons of desire. The flames on the sword body spread and danced, burning throughout him as his gaze turned increasingly vacant.

Embracing Xi'er with a rhythmic grace, he held the hilt of the Beiluo Zixiao sword with one hand

The crimson space, everything crimson.

Yin and Xi'er, tightly embraced, their figures deeply kissing, were completely engulfed by the red gates of hell... Qingyi and Xiaolongnv wept bitterly... The flowers of the crowd, in jealousy, hurried back from the point of rebirth, only to see the figures of the two being swallowed by the red gates of hell...

The heavens' net is vast and wide, yet nothing escapes it

It will be quick

The experiences in the realm of illusion made Yi Yun acutely aware that there would be no verbal communication between her and the densely packed demons of desire on land, for those demons of desire had lost their self-awareness, dominated by insatiable cravings, knowing only crime and destruction, slaughter and the consumption of other living beings for sustenance

Zishan was anxious, crying desperately, stretching out her hands with all her might, yet her fair fingers still could not reach the increasingly distant Yiyun... The forceful pull of the gate of the Three Realms was such that even their strength could not resist it...

In the red space gate, a cold voice declared: "Symbolizing the ultimate in slaughter, transcending the existence of mortals and demons, Xi'er and Yi Yun, betrayed and cast into the eighteenth layer of hell, to suffer endless torment. Those who desire slaughter, transcending the existence of mortals and demons, Yao Tong, betrayed and cast into the seventeenth layer of hell, bearing ten thousand years of suffering, only then can they repay their sins"

A deep purple light suddenly illuminated around Yi Yun's waist, as the sect's divine weapon, the Northfall Zixiao Sword, which had been shattered during the battle between the Floating Peak and the Unbeaten Legend's small sword, now flowed with a deep purple glow, reattaching itself to Yi Yun's waist. Yi Yun gently caressed the unsheathed sword with tender hands, her heart steady.

Xi Er suddenly used the suction force to fly towards Yi Yun and Zi Shan in an instant. She grabbed Zi Shan and tightly held onto Yi Yun's hand, causing Zi Shan's hands to lose control and suddenly weaken, increasing the distance between her and Yi Yun. Xi Er bumped into Yi Yun, resting her head against his chest, and turned her head to look at Zi Shan, who was still desperately reaching out towards Yi Yun.

The extreme of human slaughter, in accordance with the rhyme, Xi'er, sentenced to the hell of no return, still without a heart of repentance, continuing the acts of killing and slaughtering, condemned to endure the punishment of the heavenly net

As they observed the scene, both Yin Yun and Xi Er understood the situation well. The ability to 'forcefully traverse' through any gap had no application in this excessively large tennis court. Forceful traversal could not cover such a vast distance in one go; the range depended on the explosive power of the practitioner's lightness skill, which propelled their body forward. Even on flat ground, there would not be enough time to break through, let alone in mid-air, where movement relied solely on internal energy in an unfavorable situation.

The blood-red gates of hell slowly closed and vanished atop the ethereal peak