Hell Emperor.

Chapter 632 Ye Jie - The Demon of Yin and Yang
The emergence of a formidable enemy and the blockade of their escape route created a sense of oppressive pressure.

Neither the Peacock King nor the gray-robed man looked as relaxed as before, their foreheads now covered in beads of sweat.

The awakening of a powerful foe seems to foreshadow a fierce and bloody battle. The environment of the Tower of Purification is so unique that it is unknown what price must be paid to defeat the enemy!
"A trap? I don't think so."

A series of unhurried words caught their attention.

Following the sound, Ye Jie's expression remained unchanged. The ferocious monster that had arrived with demonic power was nothing more than that in his eyes.

The small, black arrow moved in response. Though it appeared flimsy, it contained the supreme divine power of the Great Dao, tearing the black bird monster to pieces before it finally dissipated into a cloud of black mist.

With the death of the black bird, the oppressive aura vanished. The two people behind Ye Jie couldn't help but gape. The monster, which seemed so powerful and capable of killing everyone, couldn't even withstand a single move from Ye Jie.

"This kind of power..."

Peacock King's gaze narrowed slightly, finally understanding why Ye Jie's expression hadn't changed at all throughout.

What was a terrifying monster in the eyes of the others, capable of killing them at any moment, was nothing more than a threat to Ye Jie. He didn't even withstand a single move; in the blink of an eye, the monster vanished into thin air.

With the monster's death, an incredibly heavy, pitch-black wooden chest appeared in the center of the room, containing the rewards for everyone's victory.

Ye Jie slowly stepped forward and opened the wooden box. The contents inside made him frown. Inside the box was a simple, worn-out, yellowed piece of paper. However, there was nothing written on the paper; it was completely empty.

"What's going on? Could it be that some unparalleled martial arts technique is recorded on the paper, but it's not normally visible? Is it possible that some special method is needed to make the text visible...?"

Ye Jie was slightly puzzled. Logically speaking, the stronger the enemy, the richer the reward. The exotic treasures stored in the Tower of Purification should be more valuable than those in ordinary Buddhist towers. How could there be nothing there?
It was the gray-robed man who discovered something and couldn't help but laugh, "This is a rare item for inheriting the Dao. I never expected that such a thing would still exist in the Tower of Cleansing Sins."

"Do you know what this is?" Ye Jie couldn't help but ask.

The gray-robed man nodded: "Of course, the Dao paper you are holding is made of papyrus and sheepskin. It can be used to absorb Dao energy and transform it into power. It is of extraordinary value!"

Ye Jie pressed further, "Inheriting the Dao and Transforming into Strength? What does that mean?"

The gray-robed man answered truthfully: "You can think of it as a blank talisman. However, the power contained in the talisman does not need to be inscribed with a pen. Instead, it is directly injected by others, and can be activated directly when danger arises."

Ye Jie understood. This piece of paper was indeed extraordinary. It could actually hold the power of cultivation techniques, so that he could prepare for any eventuality. As long as he prepared his strongest killing move in advance, he could release it when facing an enemy, showing complete composure.

"I never imagined that such a thing existed in the world. I remember that if you wanted to carve a talisman, you needed a talisman master to draw it specially. I wonder how many improvements it would require. The trouble and complexity were no less than actually learning a cultivation technique. I never thought that Dao paper would have such an effect."

After carefully putting away the Dao paper, Ye Jie marveled at the peculiarity of the exotic treasures. At the same time, he was filled with intense curiosity about this Tower of Purification, wondering if the rewards at the upper levels were as precious as the Dao paper.

As they continued climbing to the second floor, the unsettling and eerie atmosphere within the tower only intensified. With the arrival of the group, the banners hanging outside the tower moved without wind, all signs of which made them wary.

"Wait a minute, do you see the painting on the wall?"

The Peacock King seemed to have discovered something, his tone revealing a hint of surprise and doubt.

Following his reminder, everyone looked over and immediately noticed the problem.

The second-floor tower walls were pitch black, devoid of imposing enemy figures or valiant battlefield warriors; only a profound and gloomy darkness remained, as if even the light had been swallowed up.

This put everyone in a difficult position. They couldn't even see the enemy, so how were they supposed to fight them? They weren't even sure if there were any enemies guarding this level.

Suddenly, Ye Jie seemed to sense something and his body trembled. At the end of the second floor, an unnatural aura was flowing rapidly, and the sinister aura contained within it made even Ye Jie's expression change slightly.

As far as the eye could see, there was nothing there, but Ye Jie clearly felt that he was being watched. Obviously, the enemy was there, but had concealed his figure.

Unable to see the enemy's form, Ye Jie became wary. Neither the Candle Dragon Eye at the level of the Great Dao nor the Golden Eye in the power of the Immortal Official could reveal the enemy's full appearance to him, as if the enemy did not exist at all.

A sharp gust of wind rushed towards him, and Ye Jie's pupils contracted. Even with the protection of the Great Dao Technique, he had a bad feeling and knew he couldn't afford to be hit by this gust of wind.

Ye Jie activated the Eight Steps to Catch the Cicada technique he had previously obtained from the pagoda. With a single step, he shifted his body and appeared a full hundred paces away, dodging the attack of the strong wind.

Although Ye Jie dodged it, the Peacock King behind him was not so lucky. He was hit head-on by the howling wind and was instantly struck as if by lightning. His body froze on the spot, and even his eyes seemed to lose focus, showing a painful expression.

"Are you ok?"

Ye Jie released his senses, but after launching the attack, the evil energy disappeared without a trace. Even Ye Jie could not sense its location further, so he turned his attention to the Peacock King who had been attacked, wanting to see what had happened to him.

The only response Ye Jie received was the Peacock King's indistinct roar. He slowly raised his head, and Ye Jie was able to see his appearance clearly. His once full cheeks had become sunken, especially around his eyes, which emitted a chilling green light. Moreover, his aura had become extremely ferocious, as if he wanted to tear everything around him apart.

A power far surpassing his previous strength erupted from his body, an aura so vast it rivaled that of a saint, a stark contrast to his previous state. Ye Jie keenly noticed the problem within him and spoke up:
"Calm down, what exactly happened? Tell me what you know!"

This time, the Peacock King didn't answer, but instead stared at him with its bloodthirsty crimson eyes. Under that gaze, Ye Jie felt a sense of foreboding. The Peacock King had clearly lost control of its body, and it was even possible that it had been completely possessed by the monsters inside the tower!

The gray-robed man seemed to realize something and subconsciously took two steps back: "His condition... is bad. It's the Yin-consciousness Demon, his soul, which has now been completely devoured! Before it leaves his body, we must quickly destroy the Yin-consciousness Demon along with his body, or it will all be over!"

"What did you say?"

Ye Jie was slightly taken aback, not knowing what the Yin-consciousness Demon mentioned by the gray-robed man was. Just as he was about to ask, he saw the Peacock King flash over and pounce on him.

Remembering the gray-robed man's warning and the Peacock King's current maddening state, Ye Jie dared not hesitate. Every second of hesitation brought him closer to the threat. He immediately unleashed his technique, sweeping his longsword and unleashing the power of the Heavenly Gang Severing Boundary. A thin, long slash appeared in front of him, solidifying and not dissipating, seemingly freezing the entire space in place. Time itself seemed to freeze completely, and what followed was a divine might that even annihilated the void!

At the center of the slash, the Peacock King couldn't even hold on for a moment. His body shattered into ashes, leaving no trace. All traces were completely wiped out by the Heavenly Gang Severing Boundary, along with the previous gust of yin wind, which has now vanished completely.

Dark clouds surged, and a silver treasure chest with black trim appeared in the center of the room, seemingly proving to Ye Jie that the enemy was dead and that he was finally safe.

Even though he was safe, Ye Jie couldn't help but frown as he looked at the spot where the Peacock King had disappeared, and asked:
"What kind of demons are the enemies on this floor? Their methods are so bizarre that they were able to instantly possess the Peacock King and convert all his power into their own..."

As he spoke, Ye Jie felt a lingering fear. Even a ghost immortal skilled in the art of soul possession could not easily possess another person, let alone an immortal.

To possess an immortal while they are in perfect condition is tens of thousands of times more difficult than possessing a mortal. The higher the immortal's realm, the more they can resist the power of possession. However, the Yin Demon managed to do it. Even the Peacock King, who was at the seventh level, was instantly possessed by it and completely lost consciousness.

What worries Ye Jie even more is that, judging from the warning in his mind, if he hadn't dodged in time and avoided the attack of the Yin Demon, he himself would probably have been possessed, which would have been terrible!
All these changes made Ye Jie wary of the Yin-consciousness Demon, and he wanted to find out what kind of demon it was that possessed such power.

The gray-robed man also sensed Ye Jie's apprehension and spoke slowly, revealing the origins of the demon:

"The so-called Yin Demon is just one type of Yin Demon. All Yin Demons are most skilled at the art of possession, and can easily break down the defenses of an immortal's heart and possess them. Once the Yin Demon has fully adapted to the immortal body, the external phenomena will gradually return to normal, and it may even inherit the immortal's original memories, truly taking over their body."

"What……"

After hearing about the power of the Yin-consciousness Demon, Ye Jie couldn't help but take a deep breath. He never expected that such a ferocious alien demon would exist in the Tower of Cleansing. If he were to carelessly release the Yin-consciousness Demon from the tower, it would be a disaster.

"Is this the terror of otherworldly demons...? They are indeed as ferocious as the rumors say."

Ye Jie steadied himself. No matter how terrifying the so-called Yin-consciousness demon was, it could no longer cause any trouble.

If anyone else had come here, they might not have been able to defeat the Demon of Yin Consciousness and instead have been possessed by it. They might have even released it from the Tower of Purification, causing a great disaster. Fortunately, Ye Jie was more skilled and eventually destroyed the Demon of Yin Consciousness along with the Peacock King who had been possessed by it.

"Let's take a look at the rewards on this level. I wonder what kind of generous rewards we'll get after slaying the Demon of Yin Consciousness..."

Ye Jie turned his gaze and fixed it on the heavy treasure chest in the center of the room. This Yin-consciousness Demon was so strange that the reward would not be small. He wondered what kind of exotic magic treasure he would get.

"Ok?"

Upon closer inspection, an orange and gray cloth bag lay quietly inside the treasure chest. Taking the bag out, one immediately felt its heavy weight.

Having guessed that the reward was inside the bag, Ye Jie couldn't help but rub his hands together and began to empty the contents of the bag.

Fine gold dust fell at Ye Jie's feet. The heavy gold fragments shone with a warm, golden luster, which would warm the heart of anyone who saw it.

"Gold... what else?"

Ye Jie continued to pour, but a strange thing happened. No matter how he poured, the heavy weight of the bag did not decrease at all. On the contrary, the gold had already covered the entire floor, almost filling the whole floor, leaving no place to step.

Such a large amount of gold would have made other immortals reveling in a sea of ​​gold, but Ye Jie remained calm. With three positions as the God of Wealth and having accumulated boundless good karma, how could he be swayed by a mere mountain of gold? What Ye Jie cared about most was the true effect of the bag in his hand.

Ye Jie tried to use the bag to collect other things, but apart from gold, nothing else could be put into it, whether it was a magical treasure containing infinite power or just simple clothes. Even if he forced it in, it would be spat out immediately.

"It seems this bag can only be used to store gold, but I wonder how much gold is inside..."

As Ye Jie pondered, the gray-robed man beside him seemed to have noticed something and exclaimed in surprise, "Could this bag be the golden bag from the legends of other lands?"

"What is that?" Ye Jie asked.

The gray-robed man answered slowly, “Legend has it that there was once a king who made a wish to the gods, wanting to obtain endless wealth. So the gods gave him a golden bag and told him that he could pour out a mountain of gold from the bag every day. The king did as he was told, and indeed he obtained inexhaustible gold from it, and his people became rich as a result.”

Ye Jie nodded, and then listened to the gray-robed man say, "As time went by, the king's greed did not diminish. Finally, one day, after emptying the gold from his bag, he was still not satisfied and wanted more gold. He didn't even want to wait another day. But no matter how he poured it out, he couldn't get any more gold out. So he cut open the bottom of the gold bag with a knife, trying to get it from the bottom... As you can imagine, from then on, the gold bag was completely ruined, and no more gold was poured out. The whole country gradually fell into decline."

"Yeah……"

After listening to the gray-robed man's story, Ye Jie couldn't help but turn his gaze to the golden bag in his hand. It seemed that this item was indeed extraordinary, but he didn't know whether the legend was true or false.

(End of this chapter)