After the time travel, my cheat program disappeared.

Shi Yan still remembers... the power that Tianmo Bobeiye used on Qi Yin.

The authority of the Pure Color Mandala is above that of the Prajnaparamita.

All the regrets and sins of life will transform into whips that punish the sinner and vultures that gnaw at his sins, tearing him apart and destroying him in endless pain and despair.

That should be the fate of last month's letter.

Shi Yan looked down at Shang Yuexin, who was falling continuously and whose eyes were filled with fear.

Beside him, the boundless, pitch-black world slowly began to glow with a brilliant crimson color.

The master said he had seen the true form of the Garbhadhatu Mandala.

With the Milky Way as my eyes.

Overlooking everything.

The fleeting nature of worldly affairs was merely a matter of her raising and closing her eyes, a fleeting illusion.

The myriad stars are nothing more than a light pink veil on her body; the entire outer world is merely her shell.

Or rather... she is the heaven beyond heaven.

So... what about a pure color mandala?

The answer is now clear in Shi Yan's eyes.

nebula……

Especially dazzling... a nebula shimmering with crimson light.

The magnificent and dazzling red nebula "reached out" to Shangyue Xin, with particles like crimson smoke twisting and swirling, as if coming from a bottomless abyss, trying to drag him to purgatory.

The starry sky?

No... that's not the starry sky I knew last month.

So where would that nebula be?

The answer was already in my mind last month—

Beyond the Heavens...

The final resting place of the Heavenly Demon.

That terrifying scene, which was already beyond comprehension in Xin's eyes last month.

In Shi Yan's eyes... she seemed like a gentle and charming woman, stretching out her fair and soft arms, gently... trying to grasp Shang Yuexin.

Even that "gentle" touch was enough to make Shin soberly feel a pain he had never experienced before in his life.

A pain that emanates from the very soul.

"He's gone mad—"

"You've gone mad!!"

"The person who should be killed in the Nine Provinces and Ten Lands is not me... but you!!" Shangyue Xin struggled, and the Primordial Wild Demon behind him also struggled.

He only wanted to obtain power from the Wild Demon.

But the girl in front of me—no… this monster in a girl's body—is becoming a demon.

"I can't die..."

"I can't die here!!"

Last month, I was terrified.

If I were merely killed by Shi Yan or Shi Hongjian... even if my soul were obliterated, I would still return to the world.

Returning to the cycle of all things.

At least it was a quick and painless death.

But... what if one is chewed up and devoured by the Heavenly Demon, falling into endless purgatory...?

Then it would become nothing more than dregs.

Last month, I didn't want to become trash.

Just like the remnants of souls in "The Ghost Festival Dream" who are destined to be tormented by the demons for eternity.

He knew...

The Heavenly Demon will continue to exploit him until he is completely numb and can no longer evoke even the slightest fear, apprehension, or terror.

Only then will they turn themselves into rubbish, like wringing out a rag, and discard them into a garbage dump where there is nothing left.

That... is absolutely not acceptable.

A glint of light appeared in his deep-set eyes.

Last month's letter still had one last trump card: "mutual destruction."

In despair and fear, he stretched out his hand toward the sky, and his originally withered and terrifying body suddenly swelled up as if it had been inflated.

He was experiencing a final burst of energy before death.

The aura of the ninth-level Tribulation Transcending Realm cultivator surged upwards with unstoppable momentum.

Even if... the price of this momentum is that one's cultivation level is rapidly burning.

Last month, Xin forcibly broke through the barrier.

Breaking through to this level is practically suicide.

Yes... he was definitely courting death.

boom!!

Shi Yan seemed to hear a terrifying thunderous sound.

Looking up, the dark red sky above the "Hungry Ghost Festival" world was trembling violently.

Then... it was as if the sky had been torn apart.

The dark red sky receded rapidly to both sides like a tide, revealing the pitch-black clouds behind it.

The "Hungry Ghost Festival Dream" has been broken.

He lowered his head...

The intricate grid of a chessboard has somehow transformed into a landscape of green hills and clear waters.

Amidst the green hills and clear waters... one can vaguely see the gate of a sect.

Shi Yan saw a symbol resembling a half-moon.

"Shangyue Sect".

This is Yangzhou.

Last month, Xin forcibly summoned the tribulation lightning that breaks through the Enlightenment Realm, tearing apart the "Hungry Ghost Dream," simply wanting to die.

He would rather be struck by the tribulation clouds and have his soul scattered than fall into the purgatory woven by the heavenly demons.

Beneath the moon, the magnificent nebula has faded, returning to its original state of green hills and clear waters.

The Heavenly Demon cannot interfere with the mortal world at will.

They can only follow the rules, like the Little Embryo or Little Pure Color, to "decompress" or "compress" themselves in the game of the mortal world.

Last month, Xin looked terrified, yet as if he had "survived a catastrophe."

Although... the current predicament doesn't seem to be much better.

"Hahaha..." He almost cried with joy, "Master's words..."

"You didn't expect that, did you?!"

"I know Hua Letian's weakness!!"

"Thank you so much..."

"They actually pushed me to this point."

"As a token of gratitude..."

"I'll kindly help you awaken the 'Phoenix Feather'."

"What are the tribulation clouds like for cultivators at the Enlightenment Realm?"

"Isn't it magnificent?"

“I have already given instructions to everyone in the Shangyue Sect…”

"After we die, all the disciples of my 'Upper Moon Sect' will be waiting here... to kill you as soon as you are resurrected!"

"To rid the land of this scourge!"

In the eyes of the letter last month... Shi Yan, who appeared in the "eyes" of the Heavenly Tribulation along with him, was already doomed.

How could a mere Nascent Soul cultivator possibly withstand the great calamity of a Dao Enlightenment Realm cultivator?

He'll take someone down with him even in death.

However… when Xin looked at Shi Yan last month, his expression suddenly showed a kind of helpless anger.

Even under these circumstances, Shi Yan's expression did not reveal a trace of fear.

That made him very unhappy.

"What do you mean by that...?"

"What kind of expression is that?!"

"Shh—" Shi Yan raised his index finger. This old bastard is really noisy.

"The first thing—"

Shi Yan looked at last month's letter.

"You don't really think..."

"That way we can escape Little Pure Color's judgment, right?"

"What..." Shin's heart suddenly tightened. The girl's way of referring to the Demon of the Paradise was filled with boundless fear. Shin turned around abruptly, only to find that the world behind him seemed to be shaking.