“He used a cage… built from heavenly treasures that I couldn’t recognize to detain this prisoner. He seemed to have no form, yet I could sense a strong Buddhist will. It was quite strange… but the one being detained, this prisoner, was to be eternally suppressed at the bottom of the Clearcloud Realm. In addition, a distance of ten thousand miles was cut out. He told me that this demon couldn’t be set free no matter what, but that in the end, one day, it would soon escape its prison. In preparation, he placed two contingencies in this realm. But on the day of the prisoner’s escape, naturally a cultivator would descend here with the character of ‘arrival’, and he said this cultivator would have an enormous origin with himself. This person was to become the future master of the Clearcloud Realm.” [1]

Enihilus finished speaking and looked at Xu Yangyi with a smoldering gaze. Xu Yangyi went through his memories and shook his head. “I’m not the person you’re looking for. And I don’t know what this so-called ‘arrival’ is about.”

A wisp of strong disappointment flashed through Enihilus’s eyes, and his throat painfully stirred. He then bitterly laughed, “Is that so… how fortuitous.”

The old monk continued to talk.

“After the cage was completed, an iron staff suddenly flew over from beyond the heavens, and was firmly inserted into the prison’s...