Myth Beyond Heaven

Chapter 2256 Guidance

Inside a spacious room, Yun Rouxi looked at Yun Liuli and said gently, “Ninth Elder.”

Since news of Yun Lintian’s incident had spread throughout the entire city, it was natural for Yun Rouxi to have learned about it. She was curious whether Yun Liuli would take action.

Yun Liuli, her eyes closed, responded, “It seems you are quite interested in him.”

Yun Rouxi was startled for a moment and quickly denied it. “You’ve misunderstood me, Ninth Elder. I’m just curious about his power. It’s a mystery how he obtains his strength.”

“You are the current generation saintess. Tell me, do you want to rescue him?” Yun Liuli opened her eyes and looked at Yun Rouxi meaningfully.

Yun Rouxi was flustered, facing Yun Liuli’s penetrating gaze. She thought for a moment and said, “He’s the Saintess’ son, after all. It would be a pity for him to die here.”

Yun Liuli smiled and said, “I’ve told you before. His life and death have nothing to do with us.”

Yun Rouxi opened her mouth, but no words came out. She bowed her head gently and walked away.

Looking at Yun Rouxi’s retreating figure, Yun Liuli frowned and muttered to herself, “The charms of this father and son are truly fatal.”

She shook her head and closed her eyes, contacting the Misty Cloud Palace Master for advice.

A similar situation occurred with Gu Bingning and Long Jingxia. Both of them asked their elders to help Yun Lintian, but Long Chunmei and Gu Tongjia couldn’t make a decision. They could only wait for instructions from their leaders.

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A few days had passed. Yun Lintian’s progress in studying the runes hadn’t improved much, as he discovered the chain’s strength always remained two levels higher than the chained target, making it nearly impossible for him to break it alone.

The Mad Monk and the other prisoners continued their relentless mockery of Yun Lintian, their laughter echoing through the desolate prison. They reveled in his struggles, their words laced with venom and malice.

“Give up, boy!” the Mad Monk cackled, his voice a grating rasp. “You’re wasting your time. Those chains were forged in the fires of hell itself. No mortal can break them.”

“Why don’t you just surrender to the darkness?” the burly man with scars sneered. “Embrace your fate, boy. It’s the only way to survive in this hellhole.”

The red-haired woman joined in, her voice a seductive whisper. “Come, little lamb. Let me show you the pleasures of despair. Forget about your foolish dreams of freedom.”

Their words were like daggers, piercing Yun Lintian’s mind. Yet, he remained calm, his eyes fixed on the intricate runes that adorned the chains. He knew that within those ancient symbols lay the key to his escape.

Yun Lintian remained immersed in his study of the runes. He analyzed their patterns, traced their energy flow, and sought to decipher their hidden meanings. The chains seemed to mock him, their glow growing brighter with each passing hour.

The White-Haired Demon silently watched Yun Lintian’s relentless efforts. He had seen countless prisoners succumb to despair, their spirits broken by the oppressive weight of their confinement. He wondered how long Yun Lintian could maintain his current state.

A few hours later, as Yun Lintian sat hunched over the chains, his fingers tracing the runes, a voice echoed through the prison. It was a voice filled with wisdom and authority, a voice that commanded respect.

“Young man,” the White Haired Demon spoke, his voice carrying through the cell. “Your efforts are admirable, but your approach is flawed.”

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The Mad Monk and the others quickly retreated to the corners of their cells. They couldn’t understand why the White-Haired Demon was talking again, especially since he hadn’t spoken for hundreds of years.

Yun Lintian looked up, his eyes meeting the old man’s gaze. He had never spoken to the White-Haired Demon before. Why had he suddenly spoken up?

“What do you mean, Senior?” Yun Lintian asked.

The White Haired Demon chuckled, a dry, raspy sound that echoed through the prison. “Those runes are not meant to be broken by brute force,” he said. “They are a language, a code, a gateway to a higher understanding.”

Yun Lintian listened intently, his mind absorbing the old man’s words.

“The runes on those chains are derived from the God of Order,” the White Haired Demon continued. “They are symbols of harmony, balance, and interconnectedness. To break them, you must not fight against them, but rather, understand their essence.”

“God of Order…” Yun Lintian was surprised.

The White Haired Demon said further, “The true power lies not in breaking the chains that bind you, but in understanding the forces that created them.”

With those words, the White Haired Demon retreated back into the shadows, leaving Yun Lintian to ponder his newfound knowledge. The other prisoners, who had been listening intently, were stunned into silence. They had never heard the White Haired Demon offer guidance to anyone before.

“Understanding the forces that created them…?” Yun Lintian furrowed his brow. How could he understand the God of Order? He was talking about a Primordial God, after all.

He let out a long breath and continued studying the runes. This time, he didn’t try to understand the meaning of each rune, but rather the laws behind them.

A few days later, the sound of heavy footsteps echoed through the prison corridors, signaling the scheduled arrival of the prison guards. They moved from cell to cell, distributing meager rations of food and water to the inmates.

Yun Lintian watched as the guards approached his cell, their faces grim and expressionless. They placed a wooden bowl and a clay jug on the floor, their eyes avoiding his gaze.

Yun Lintian looked thoughtfully at the food. With a glance, he noticed something strange about it. Clearly, it was poisoned.

Why did Qian Shang want to poison me? Or was it someone else’s intention? he wondered.

He knew that Qian Shang wanted to weaken him. But why? What could he possibly gain from this?

“Could it be…?” Yun Lintian suddenly thought of Venerable Shadow.

Qian Shang’s insistence on imprisoning him at all costs suggested he was acting on someone else’s behalf. The only person Yun Lintian held a grudge against here was the Nine Hells Gate.

Everything made sense now.

Yun Lintian hadn’t expected the Divine Light Cousin, the supposedly strict and upright unit, to be colluding with the Nine Hells Gate. Perhaps the Nine Hells Gate was the true power behind the city?

“Looks like someone wants you dead.”