Chapter 1787: Chapter 1787: Ten Thousand Strands of Redemption Laws

Ye Feng was in an extraordinarily good mood.

Through his own efforts, he finally discovered how to quickly obtain the Conversion Laws, a significant breakthrough for him.

This ultimately allowed him to break through his realm.

"You... Are you Ye Feng?"

At this moment, the Black Prison convict lying on the ground noticed Ye Feng, involuntarily narrowing his eyes, body trembling violently like chaff, scared half to death.

"Regret can make you grow."

Leaving only this sentence, Ye Feng disappeared.

On the ground.

The eyes of the Black Prison convict were hollow and lifeless. It was a long while before he crawled up to stand by the wall.

At this moment, his once proud Thirty-third Layer Immortal Emperor cultivation level had vanished completely, his lifespan was drastically reduced, and he had become an old, withered figure, nearing death.

However, he felt he had understood something.

"Haha, hahaha!"

"Regret can make me grow... Indeed, I regret what I did in the past. If the time could come again, I would never betray my family."

The old man knelt on the ground, weeping sorrowfully.

Yes.

After dispersing Thirty-three Laws, he had transformed from a robust middle-aged man into his current aged and withered state.

After this, he left, seeking a secluded ancient town to spend the rest of his life.

...

In the half of the Universe where the Three Thousand Realms were located.

Ye Feng appeared out of thin air.

He glanced at the nearby starry sky, selected a Great Thousand World, and landed in an ancient temple where he saw a Black Prison convict meditating inside.

This was a Forty-layered Immortal Emperor.

He wore a large red robe, his figure was tall and burly, weighing at least three hundred pounds. Suddenly, feeling a threatening presence approaching, he quickly opened his eyes.

A glowing figure came into sight.

The visitor’s face was young, his whole body emitting countless Law Fluctuations, clearly not mortal.

"Ye... Ye Feng!"

Once he realized who had come, his eyes narrowed, and before he could make an exclamation, Ye Feng pressed a finger to his forehead, making it impossible for him to move.

"You want to kill me? Please don’t!"

He begged for mercy, knowing he had a pair of Soul Beads that would transmit the scene to Hei Sha Immortal Emperor and other high-ups in the Black Prison Demon Sect after his death, but what use was that?

By then, he would already be dead!

"Kill you? No, you’re mistaken. If I wanted to kill you, I wouldn’t need to get close. Even separated by a galaxy, I could erase you with a curse-type Divine Skill, without dirtying my hands."

Ye Feng explained.

"Then what... what do you want to do?"

The Forty-layered Immortal Emperor quickly asked.

"Purify you."

After saying that, Ye Feng fully activated the Conversion Laws, causing the convict to be swept into all kinds of painful memories from childhood, trembling unconsciously.

"Ah... No, don’t kill me!"

The Forty-layered Immortal Emperor recalled being hunted down and remembered peeking at his senior sister bathing, only to be beaten bloody.

And many, many more.

An hour later.

The Forty-layered Immortal Emperor wept bitterly, forcibly transformed by the Conversion Laws, causing all evil thoughts to vanish, but like the previous Thirty-third Layer Immortal Emperor, he chose to sacrifice his own path.

At that moment, he became a lonely old man.

"Hehe..."

The old man knelt on the ground, having sacrificed all his Laws to cleanse his evil thoughts, leaving himself with only a Heavenly Immortal Peak cultivation level.

As for his lifespan...

He still had plenty.

Unlike the Thirty-third Layer Immortal Emperor, a cultivator at the Forty-layered stage could already achieve eternal life, their body transformed by longevity substances to endlessly persist.

Even though he had sacrificed all his Laws, with only a Heavenly Immortal Peak cultivation level left, it remained so.

Although he appeared very old.

"Thank you, for awakening me completely."

"I will never do evil again. I am willing to spend the remaining time working hard to redeem myself."

The old man said quietly.

Ye Feng paid him no heed.

He merely reached out his hand to collect the forty invisible strands of Conversion Laws, feeling exceptionally good.

"Doing the math, by purifying several hundred Black Prison Demon Sect Immortal Emperors like this, I can gather ten thousand strands of Conversion Laws."

Ye Feng thought to himself.

The next moment, he tore through the void and left.

The Black Prison convict, whose cultivation was downgraded to a Heavenly Immortal Peak, remained kneeling, recalling his life, finally breaking his Identity Token belonging to the Black Prison Demon Sect, erasing traces related to himself, and fleeing to distant lands to become a guardian of a world, using the rest of his life to shelter it.

In the starry sky.

Ye Feng advanced leisurely with his hands clasped behind his back.

In the following time, he continuously purified Black Prison Demon Sect Immortal Emperors, from at least Thirty-third Layer up to the highest of Fifty-layered Immortal Emperor Level, richly rewarded.

A month passed by in the blink of an eye.

In a certain Great Thousand World.

After purifying a Thirty-sixth Layer Immortal Emperor before him, Ye Feng successfully obtained thirty-six strands of Conversion Laws, but soon, they all vanished.

"Vanished again..."

Ye Feng was somewhat speechless.

By this time yesterday, he had already gathered ten thousand strands of Conversion Laws and found that new Conversion Laws would vanish into thin air, keeping his stock of Conversion Laws steady at ten thousand strands, no more.

"Is this the limit?"

Ye Feng considered the possibility.

He didn’t bother with the purified Black Prison Demon Sect Immortal Emperor, simply tearing through the void to leave.

Under a large tree.

Ye Feng stood there contemplating.

Half a day later.

He reached a conclusion.

While Conversion Laws can be obtained by purifying the wicked, they dissipate, rendering them meaningless.

The ten thousand strands of Conversion Laws in hand had not stabilized his microcosm, because they needed fusion into one Law.

Only then could they take effect.

"But, how to fuse the Conversion Laws?" Ye Feng pondered, facing a problem.

No matter what means he employed, he couldn’t yet fuse these laws, remaining disconnected, like a swarm of headless flies, devoid of order.

"I must think of a solution."

Ye Feng rubbed his temples, feeling very tired.

Throughout this period, he had purified hundreds of Black Prison Demon Sect Immortal Emperors, encountering their various pasts in the process, leaving him exhausted.

Saying so, he leaned against the large tree and fell asleep.

"Brother, brother, wake up!"

After a long time, Ye Feng was shaken awake by someone. Eyes opening, he saw a little girl with pigtails and a bamboo basket on her back standing before him.

It was she who woke Ye Feng.

"Hmm? What’s the matter?"

Ye Feng sat up straight, realizing the little girl was only as tall as himself sitting down, appearing small and cute.

"Big brother, who are you? Why are you asleep alone in the wilds? Wouldn’t it be dangerous if wolves came?" the little girl said innocently.

"Haha, brother’s not afraid."

Ye Feng chuckled, ruffling the little girl’s hair.

Wolves?

Even if Hei Sha Immortal Emperor came, he wouldn’t fear.

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