Master of Strange Dao

They offered sacrifices and offerings, yet they still intend to touch my people.

I plan to seize an opportunity to attack the strangeness of the deep sea.

If I manage to kill a couple by then, I'll bring you along to witness it firsthand.

You've surely never witnessed the death of those eerie beings, have you?"

Upon hearing this, the Yang-destroying Devil immediately became spirited.

Indeed, he had never experienced it.

It must be a completely different kind of beauty in death.

There must be an alternative mystery in it.

"I don't believe you, set a contract with me."

"..."

Yu Ziqing was speechless; he definitely wouldn't do something like a contract.

Making contracts carelessly is too dangerous.

There's a historic example; back then, the Heavenly Devil King and his cohorts were severely tricked by an ancient contract.

No matter the price, it's definitely not a good thing.

However, not signing an ancient contract but setting a reminder is not a problem.

Yu Ziqing took out a scroll, wrote down the reminders, and then handed the scroll to the Yang-destroying Devil.

A stream of light fell into the Yang-destroying Devil's tablet.

"Alright, now I definitely won't forget; even if I do, I'll have reminders. Are you satisfied now?"

"I trust you."

The Yang-destroying Devil had nothing more to be dissatisfied with, much like Yu Ziqing said, there's no way to drag Cha Wang out and kill him again.

"There's something I think you might want to know.

Someone is absorbing resentment, or rather, absorbing grievances.

The resentment lingering from those who were beheaded on the Execution Platform hasn't dissipated but has been absorbed by someone."

Yu Ziqing sensed the brooding resentment in the small temple.

"When did you discover this?"

"After Cha Wang died, I realized it, because the resentment born from my grudges was also being absorbed by someone, but I don't know who."

"..."

On hearing this, Yu Ziqing felt a bit awkward.

However, looking at the bright side, if he hadn't forgotten about this matter, the Yang-destroying Devil wouldn't have suddenly had such a massive grudge and wouldn't have discovered this issue.

This is perhaps akin to the saying: a setback may turn out to be a blessing in disguise.

From the way the Yang-destroying Devil spoke, it seemed he didn't care much about such matters, and if Yu Ziqing hadn't given a promise and set a reminder this time, the Yang-destroying Devil probably wouldn't have actively mentioned something he wasn't interested in.

Thinking of this, Yu Ziqing reached out and picked up the Yang-destroying Devil's tablet.

"Well done, indeed I'm very interested in this matter.

So, come, let you feel something first and see what you can sense."

Holding the tablet, Yu Ziqing waved his hand, and beneath him, the White Bone Divine Bridge emerged, appearing normally this time, without lanterns hanging from the sides.

He stepped onto the White Bone Divine Bridge, moving forward all the way to the other end of the bridge, where the Dao Court was located.

Beyond the White Bone Divine Bridge, connecting to the southern part of the Dao Court, was an illusion, and continuing north would reveal the Loess Plateau.

Yu Ziqing, holding the Yang-destroying Devil's tablet, stepped into the void, making his way to the eastern part of the Dao Court.

A solitary Bodhi Tree rooted in the Green Land, continuously absorbing the power here.

Beneath the Green Land, large patches of emanating strange aura, segments of broken tentacles stacked together, resembling compost materials.

As if sensing someone's arrival, those tentacles seemed to retain vitality, subtly twitching, as if struggling.

"Can you feel it? That being underneath."

"I can feel it, I can feel it..."

The Yang-destroying Devil's previously listless and disinterested tone changed entirely.

He seemed invigorated, his entire being becoming exhilarated, with a tremor in his voice.

"This is, what a twisted yet marvelous existence.

It's still alive, yet it gradually steps toward death, slowly descending.

In the embrace of death, from distortion it slowly returns to order.

Never before have I felt so close to death.

Let me stay here, may I stay here?

I'll do anything you ask."

The Yang-destroying Devil seemed to have gone mad, transforming from being disinterested and hopeless to having a firm belief and resolute pursuit, resembling a lunatic with a conviction.

Yu Ziqing even felt that if he said no now, the Yang-destroying Devil would likely stay here at all costs, even unto death.

"Don't you want to watch the beheadings?"

These words slightly cooled the Yang-destroying Devil, bringing a modicum of sanity back to him.

"The beheadings must be watched. When I watch them, I bear the responsibility to ensure they can truly embrace death.

However, at other times, I want to stay here to feel its process of dying. Is that permissible?

Rest assured, should I sense anything else, I will immediately inform you.

The one absorbing the resentment, who absorbed my grievances, I'll assist you in tracking them down."

Yu Ziqing nodded with satisfaction.

The Yang-destroying Devil wasn't concerned about the resentment issue and was too lazy to care.

But if he could gain the opportunity to comprehend death, to witness the process of a strange death, then the Yang-destroying Devil didn't mind taking some time to do something he wasn't interested in.

Of course, Yu Ziqing brought the Yang-destroying Devil here to confirm something.

During his previous breakthrough, the strangeness caught from afar filled the land of the eastern part of the Dao Court, and even if it helped produce Green Soil, Yu Ziqing had to confirm whether this strangeness was truly dying.

Would using such a being to fill and produce Green Soil create any hidden dangers?

When disappearing, is it truly dead, completely?