The Tribulation of the Dao-Demon Ruins Prison

Beneath the bright skies of the Great Yin Dynasty, every wisp of spiritual energy cultivators draw in is the lingering blood of primordial gods and demons, and every cultivation art is a symbiotic pact signed with an indescribable entity. The Dao patterns on a cultivator's fingertips are tooth marks left by gods and demons gnawing at their soul. The golden core in their dantian is a cage imprisoning a remnant consciousness, while so-called anchors of the heart, whether the blood of a loved one or a bonded spiritual treasure, are nothing more than spiritual opiates that delay their transformation. When cultivators break through to a new realm, they are not welcomed into immortality. Instead, they are subjected to an even deeper symbiotic enslavement: a sword cultivator's bones crystallize into eternal, incorruptible blades, while a pill cultivator's organs become demonic furnaces that birth toxic pills. In the end, they become the guardian monsters sealed away in their sect's secret grounds, their wails warning future generations of the price of cultivation.

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