Master of Strange Dao

Ever since Lei Yu had effortlessly explored the Sorrow Cave Heaven, encountering almost no dangers, Yu Ziqing felt that something was amiss.

Because it was completely different from what No. 4 had said.

He didn't think that the ancestors of No. 4, who left the travel notes, would deceive their descendants.

Objective records wouldn't intentionally document errors, as that would mislead their own descendants.

At most, they'd change "I got beaten up and dared not return" to "I respect my ancestors and do not wish to disturb them."

Then, when Yu Ziqing was sorting through the fragments that had lost their power and came across those metal book pages, he noticed something different.

Some contents on those pages matched exactly what No. 4 had described.

If it were just that, Yu Ziqing wouldn't have thought too much about it.

But when he came across the page depicting the Devil, he could instantly determine that the figure in the drawing was the Devil, with an unwavering certainty almost instinctive.

Yu Ziqing felt that something seemed amiss.

Because that kind of instinct belonged to a hungry ghost, the instinct to instantly recognize a delicacy.

But for this instinct to be triggered so firmly, it needed a condition, that the thing really was the Devil, not just a drawing.

After thinking this, Yu Ziqing's scalp felt like it was about to explode.

He confirmed with No. 4 again that the drawing on the metal book page indeed depicted the Sorrow Cave Heaven.

Yu Ziqing then immediately thought of a possibility.

Could there be a possibility that the ancestors of No. 4 didn't lie, and everything No. 4 said was true?

What Lei Yu experienced was also true.

The Sorrow Cave Heaven that No. 4 spoke of and the one Lei Yu visited were indeed the same grotto heaven.

Even what Su Li mentioned, the records of the Shadow Department, were basically true.

He organized the timeline.

The first time, a long time ago, an ancestor of No. 4 had been there, where demonic qi was steaming, and evil roamed. It was the mausoleum of a formidable figure named Heavenly Monarch Luoge.

No. 4's ancestor was "taught a lesson" and fled in embarrassment, leaving ancestral commands for the descendants.

The second time, over a hundred years ago, the Lihuo Institute, the Shadow Department, and the people of Crown Prince Dazhen, for some unknown reason, collaborated to explore the Sorrow Cave Heaven.

There, they encountered a powerful dead spirit.

The result was that two Dao cultivators from Lihuo Institute died, and half of the Shadow Department's senior members perished.

Most of Crown Prince Dazhen's people died as well.

At this cost, they managed to seal the formidable foe rumored to be a dead spirit.

They then reinforced the entrance protection of the grotto heaven.

The third time was now, with Lei Yu entering for exploration, encountering no danger whatsoever, no demonic qi, no evil, everything gone. The mausoleum was just remnants and ruins, and the remaining treasures were almost all shattered.

When Yu Ziqing sorted through those treasures, he could clearly determine that most of the treasures weren't naturally damaged due to the passage of time but were broken due to external force.

Putting all these clues together, Yu Ziqing felt his heart racing, coming up with a bold hypothesis.

Yu Ziqing picked up those metal book pages and quickly rushed to where Yang was.

"Yang, stop for a moment. I feel that something big is about to happen."

"Let's take a look first."

Yu Ziqing randomly placed those metal book pages on the ground, then quickly recounted what he knew.

"Do you think there's a possibility that the rumors weren't exaggerated but minimized?"

"Minimized?"

"The legend says they paid a huge price to seal that dead spirit. What I mean is, is there a possibility that not only did they seal the dead spirit but the entire grotto heaven?"

Yu Ziqing's face showed a hint of shock as he pointed to the page of the Devil.

"I trust my instincts, that is a Devil, not a drawing.

If one were to seal a Devil and not just a dead spirit, the most thorough and safest way would naturally be to seal the entire grotto heaven.

Am I wrong?"

Yang stared at those metal book pages, remained silent for a moment, then suddenly extended a hoof, stomping heavily on the page of the Devil.

"Damn?!" Yu Ziqing was startled.

In an instant, what seemed like an ordinary and somewhat deformed metal book page, with its material looking not very good, suddenly revealed densely packed runes. After they emerged, layers of Daoist patterns interlinked all the runes.

A terrifying pressure appeared out of nowhere, instantly retaliating Yang's strength, sending him flying back as a blurred shadow.

Yang climbed out of the rubble, his expression serious.

"If unsure, just try it. Anyway, no matter how strong this Devil is, falling into the hands of millions of hungry ghosts here would result in ants nibbling an elephant to death."

No need to ask now, no need to guess, the result was already clear.

The current Sorrow Cave Heaven was already an empty shell.

Everything true within the original Sorrow Cave Heaven was sealed in a metal book by those two ruthless people from the Lihuo Institute back then.

Yang extended a hoof, gently touching each metal book page, until he saw the only golden metal book page, looking at the figures on it, speaking in a deep voice.

"The Sealing Secret Technique handed down since ancient times.

The most powerful two families were the Feng Family of Jiang Clane and the Yin Clan of Ji Clan.

Nowadays, only such long-standing families would separate the surnames."