The Golden Elixir is A Star, and You Call This Cultivation?
Chapter 201 - 117 - If one sword isn’t enough, what about ten or a hundred?_3

Chapter 201: Chapter 117 - If one sword isn’t enough, what about ten or a hundred?_3

It seemed like it was the first time someone had kissed him in the game.

But at this moment, Qi Yuan remained vigilant.

Suddenly, the corpse of the Purple Heaven Mysterious Woman transformed into a streak of light and entered the Door of Ten Thousand before anyone could react.

The corpse of the Purple Heaven Mysterious Woman seemed to bring about a huge change to the horrific Heart Demon in the Door of Ten Thousand.

Then, the sound of a thumping heartbeat abruptly rang out.

Qi Yuan quickly looked towards the Door of Ten Thousand.

Inside the Door of Ten Thousand, as if a monstrous creature was slowly approaching from within.

This also brought about an alarming change in everyone present.

"My head hurts...!" Canary looked at Qi Yuan. Her usual vitality had vanished, and Xiao Bai was as pale as paper, as if enduring something.

"My... Heart Demon!" Shang Yanran turned ghastly pale as well.

"The Heart Demon from the Door of Ten Thousand... is about to emerge!" The Foolish Daoist grimaced in pain, suppressing the evil within his heart.

For the first time, Qi Yuan’s expression turned serious.

He was well aware of everyone’s condition.

The Trapping Demon Technique trapped everyone’s Heart Demon.

Only when one is close to death would they become a demonic existence.

At this moment, the terrifying Heart Demon from the Door of Ten Thousand was making its way out, stirring the Heart Demon buried in everyone’s heart.

If this continued, the Heart Demons in everyone present would break out of their bodies, resulting in their deaths right here.

Once the Heart Demon from the Door of Ten Thousand emerged, everyone in the world would likely perish.

Qi Yuan hugged Canary, a trace of reluctance appeared in his eyes. "Canary, I need to enter the Door of Ten Thousand. You must remember... I will find you at the end of time."

There were many happenings during this understanding of the origin.

However, the time was the shortest. It was not even two months.

Having just met Canary, they had to part ways again.

Canary’s face was pale, but she managed to squeeze out a bright smile: "I...Will wait for you."

Qi Yuan swept a glance over everyone present, then looked towards where the Destiny Stone Tablet was.

Unfortunately, it seemed the Destiny Stone Tablet had disappeared from his sight.

He knew he couldn’t wait any longer.

He looked to the Door of Ten Thousand and charged in without hesitation.

As the figure in the blood-red robe disappeared, the Door of Ten Thousand was once again closed.

The terrifying heartbeat also became faint at this moment.

The paleness on Canary’s face had disappeared. She gazed at the Door of Ten Thousand, her eyes full of reluctance.

"Is... is he okay?"

She looked at the crowd.

Everyone present gradually returned to normal, while Shang Yanran’s face held a worried expression.

"Inside the Door of Ten Thousand, there are endless Heart Demons.

The Blood Master entering will suffer from painful tortures that shred the soul!"

Hearing this, everyone present felt a sense of tragic determination and pain.

"The Blood Master did this for us, for this world, willingly to feed the demons with his own body!

And yet, the world still calls him a Grand Demon, which is utterly ridiculous!" Bai Ze said mournfully.

Canary stared blankly at the Door of Ten Thousand. "When...will he come out?"

She didn’t care how the world viewed him, she only cared that he could come out alive.

Shang Yanran shook her head, her voice filled with despair. "There’s never been a person who could come out after entering the Door of Ten Thousand.

And he...will inevitably be assimilated into a Heart Demon."

Heart Demon... Blood Demon.

"No, there must be a way!" Canary was unwilling to accept this fact and ran towards the Door of Ten Thousand.

However, she couldn’t get close at all.

The Door of Ten Thousand that was close at hand seemed to be separated by an insurmountable distance.

Everyone present fell silent.

A strange expression appeared in Shang Yanran’s eyes: "The Destiny Stone Tablet, if we get the Destiny Stone Tablet, we might be able to find a way to save the Blood Master!"

Everyone turned to look in the direction of the Destiny Stone Tablet, only to see that there was nothing there.

...

Within the Door of Ten Thousand.

Numerous agonies gnawed at Qi Yuan’s spirit.

Even he was engulfed by immense pain.

This pain, compared to confronting those strange old monsters on earth, was a hundred, a thousand times more intense.

He stood inside the Door of Ten Thousand, behind him, was a door.

This was the door he had entered through.

He looked up.

There was a staircase stretching downwards from the sky so high that its top was not visible.

At the zenith, there was also a door.

On the staircase, there was a desiccated corpse.

The corpse was dressed in a tidy robe, creating an aura of peace.

The skin was like dried tree bark. It seemed as if it hadn’t been moisturised for a thousand years.

The collapsed eye sockets were like dead fish eyes, dry and smelly. The venomous eyes were staring at Qi Yuan.

This corpse was moving down the stairs, as if it wanted to reach Qi Yuan and push the door open.

"Are you the Heart Demon of the Grand Demon?" Qi Yuan asked, enduring the pain.

The desiccated corpse spoke, its voice hoarse but with an undertone of benevolence. "Thank you, benefactor, for entering the Door of Demons and shutting it for me.

If I were to get out, the world would fall into ruin."

The voice was gentle, but the eyes were resentful, creating a strange contradiction.

"Door of Demons?" Qi Yuan realized that the Door of Ten Thousand could also be any other door.

From the perspective of this buddha, it was the Door of Demons, but to Qi Yuan, it could be another door.

"Benefactor, you might have entered this door not just to close the Door of Ten Thousand and prevent me from getting out." The desiccated corpse spoke again.

"Yes." Qi Yuan nodded.

He was here also for another crucial purpose, which was to comprehend his origin.

At this moment, inside the Door of Ten Thousand, his enlightenment was progressing every moment, albeit dramatically.

"I am ignorant of the benefactor’s purpose.

But if you wish to achieve your goal, I fear you need to let me reincarnate and climb this Staircase of Demons." The desiccated corpse spoke.

Letting one reincarnate implies killing them.

Qi Yuan nodded his head and asked, "It seems like you...don’t fit in with this Realm of Flowing Wind."

Looking at the dry corpse, he obtained some useful information.

A trace of gentleness finally appeared in the corpse’s resentful eyes, as if it was reminiscing something.

"I came from the Buddha Country."

"This realm is ominous, abandoned by the gods. Sentient beings can’t reincarnate here, nor ascend to nirvana.

Believing my cultivation profound, I brought with me three thousand scrolls of Buddha’s teachings, opened the Door of Demons and entered this realm, intending to enlighten it.

But I didn’t foresee that my shallow character would give birth to a Heart Demon, causing a huge disaster to this realm."

"Please help me attain liberation, and liberate this realm as well!"

"Otherwise, once the Door of Ten Thousand opens and the ominousness spreads into the Buddha Country, Buddha Country will be doomed!"

The dry corpse said, casting its resentful eyes towards Qi Yuan again.

It sprang forward, rushing towards Qi Yuan as if it wanted to tear him into pieces.

Qi Yuan’s eyes were cold. "I can help you attain liberation, but as for helping the world attain liberation, I cannot do it."

He had no reason to help this world that had nothing to do with him.