Chapter 666: Taiyi

Accompanied by the Wu Shen Dharma image slowly pulling the thousand-meter giant sword from the ground, the underground secret facility of the Tenshukaku, once the central building of Yingzhou Island, was exposed to the sun for the first time.

It was a massive dungeon that one couldn't count how many levels it had at a glance.

Even though the Wu Shen Dharma image's sword had already entered the ground for hundreds of meters, it seemed that it still hadn't touched the very bottom of the dungeon.

And judging from some traces exposed from the sword pit, the treatment in this dungeon was truly terrible.

Although the houses of Yingzhou witches generally weren't very big, and it seemed everything was developing in a small and exquisite direction, no matter what, a prison cell with less than one square meter of space was just too excessive.

Where could this be called a prison cell? This was clearly a building composed of coffins.

Or rather, it looked like storage compartments in some kind of storage warehouse. Those prisoners were never treated as people; they were just supplies stored in this warehouse.

And now, someone accidentally opened a skylight for this warehouse, exposing it.

"Hiss, so smelly..."

Dorothy had just poked her head to take a look at the sword pit, but what caught her attention wasn't the scene inside the dungeon, but the fishy and foul odor surging up from the ground.

It was simply like a mysterious fermented herring can combined with live maggot cheese and then stuffed into a rotten seal's belly to ferment for forty-nine days before opening the box.

This smell was truly a bit overwhelming.

The Home Witch was a witch of the high-inspiration type, and her senses had always been sharp, so at this moment, caught off guard, she almost rolled her eyes and collapsed on the spot.

This was the smell of rotten corpses, and for the smell to reach such a level, this wasn't something one or two corpses could achieve. Dorothy couldn't imagine how many people had died in this dungeon in the past.

Even the true hell in Huang Quan wasn't this hellish.

It wasn't just Dorothy who couldn't handle it. In fact, when this rotten stench spread upward along the sword pit, most of the onlookers eating melons nearby couldn't handle it either.

Even among those security witches, quite a few started vomiting rainbows directly.

This had nothing to do with psychological quality; it was just a simple physiological reaction.

However, after the Home Witch got used to it for a while, she remained expressionless.

Yeah, she directly threw the sensory perception of the stench to the Fairy King.

This was a good opportunity to train the Unyielding Martial Soul. Come on, Little Four, if you can't even handle this level, then what's the point of talking about being unyielding.

Bearing the stench that even made her eyes sting, Dorothy continued to look at the bottom of the sword pit.

In the rubble of broken stones was Minamoto no Yorimitsu, who had turned into a samurai sauce, and in that samurai sauce was a scarlet samurai sword. It was just that this originally very beautiful samurai sword was now covered in cracks, on the verge of shattering.

This made the Home Witch a bit surprised; she didn't expect this demon blade to be so hard, able to resist her sword without shattering.

However, she thought about it; it seemed that Minamoto no Yorimitsu had thrown this demon blade on the ground at the last moment and then used her own body to block that sword.

And it seemed that sensing Dorothy's gaze, the Koyo demon blade transformed back into a human form. It was just that this alluring beauty, who had been so seductive before, no longer had her previous charm. Covered in wounds and in a sorry state, she now didn't even have the strength to stand up; she could only struggle and crawl on the ground with difficulty.

"Pain, so painful... woo woo woo, Lord Shuten, I'm in so much pain..."

The Oni woman wailed and cried while crawling.

She didn't want to die, but at this moment, her body was like broken porcelain, full of cracks, and the breath of life was uncontrollably flowing out of her body.

She looked pitifully at Dorothy on the edge of the sword pit, or more accurately, at the sword in the Home Witch's hand.

"Lord Shuten, I don't want to die, I just didn't want to be bullied by others... pain, it really hurts so much..."

Such a beautiful woman with this tearful appearance was indeed pitiful, making people unable to help but want to forgive her.

In Dorothy's soul space, the soul of Iblu Iblu Yongyi, who was floating there, looked at the bosom friend who had once been closest to her in such a state, and her eyes were also a bit unbearable.

Then she closed her eyes.

Yeah, since it's unbearable, then don't look. Out of sight, out of mind.

And Dorothy looked at this pitiful Oni woman, her eyes filled with pity.

Master Dorothy couldn't bear to see beauties suffer; the pain was on the beauty, but it hurt in her heart, so...

The Home Witch silently raised the sword in her hand again. Behind her, the Wu Shen Dharma image, tall as a mountain, also raised the thousand-meter-long sword in its hand with the same action.

Yeah, if one sword doesn't work, then add another one. This time, she would definitely give this beauty a release.

And seeing Dorothy's action, the Oni woman Koyo's eyes revealed fear.

It was just that, suddenly, she seemed to have sensed something, and a powerful desire to survive erupted in her eyes. Even though she was already on her last breath, she still struggled to crawl and squirm, crawling toward the depths of the dungeon.

And in front of the direction she was crawling, footsteps slowly sounded at this moment, as if someone was walking toward this side.

Even though the Wu Shen Dharma image, majestic as a god, had already raised its sword to slash down, and the thousand-meter-long sword, like a torrent of light, was attacking with unstoppable might, those footsteps were still unhurried, without the slightest nervousness.

Finally, just as the torrent of light was about to submerge Koyo's figure, the owner of the footsteps arrived in front of the Oni woman. She pointed one finger to the sky and one finger to the ground.

"I alone am honored."

That person said so.

Thus, a huge pitch-black Dharma image also rose from behind her. It was a Buddha Dharma image that was pitch-black all over.

At first glance, this black Buddha looked as compassionate as the Buddha statues enshrined in temples, very sacred.

But if you looked closely, you could find that the entire Buddha head was actually composed of countless human faces. Those human faces had different expressions: some had greedy looks, some had eyes wide open in anger, some were painful and ferocious, and some had peaceful expressions.

All the faces of sentient beings were among them.

Similarly, the other parts of this Buddha image were the same. Countless women's hands formed the Buddha's hands, women's legs formed the Buddha's legs...

This was weird and hair-raising.

And with the appearance of these pitch-black Buddhas, immeasurable Buddha light unfolded, illuminating this dungeon, turning this originally foul-smelling dungeon into a human paradise.

The stench turned into exotic fragrance, the rotten corpses regained life and became enchanting beauties, the rivers of blood turned into sweet honey rivers, the rotten maggots became fish swimming in the honey river, the crowded prison cells turned into thousands of palaces, each palace built extremely luxuriously with gold bricks, agate, glaze, and other treasures...

And the thousand-meter-long sword that was just invincible slashed onto this Buddha land, but countless Bodhisattvas and Arhats in those palaces were chanting Buddhist scriptures together at this moment, making this earthly Buddha land become indestructible. No matter how sharp the Wu Shen's sword was, it could no longer advance a single bit at this moment.

And in the Buddha land, Izanagi looked down at Koyo at her feet, her face revealing guilt.

"Sorry Koyo, you've worked hard, but it's fine now, because I'm here."

And as her voice fell, a golden lotus grew on the ground, maturing in the blink of an eye, revealing the lotus seeds in the lotus flower that emitted an alluring fragrance.

Izanagi reached out and took those lotus seeds, then handed them to the Oni woman on the ground.

"I have already lost Yorimitsu, I cannot lose you again. Eat these, you will get better."

And Koyo looked at the position where the lotus had just grown.

That was where the samurai sauce had just been smeared.

However, the Oni woman was silent for an instant before raising her head, her face revealing an expression of gratitude.

"Thank you, General, it was Yorimitsu and I who failed to handle things well."

Saying this, she reached out and took the lotus seeds, swallowing them in one gulp.

Thus, the next moment, her body, which was full of cracks like broken porcelain, was repaired and restored by a force, even becoming more powerful, and the life force that had been lost before was now supplemented to the point of almost overflowing.

Koyo recovered to her peak state in an instant. No, she felt even better than her peak state before.

"Thank you, my Lord, for saving my life. Yorimitsu is gone, and Koyo can only rely on you, General, from now on."

The Oni woman felt the changes in her body, but her face had an expression of sadness and tears, looking at Izanagi in front of her pitifully and helplessly.

"Koyo, don't worry. I am not a person who forgets favors. I won't reduce the things I promised you and Yorimitsu before by even a bit. Even if Yorimitsu is gone, as long as I am still here for a day, I won't let you be wronged."

Izanagi reached out her hand toward the Oni woman on the ground, her eyes filled with tenderness and pity.

"General..."

Koyo was even more moved, calling out like this emotionally, and then handed her hand to Izanagi.

Thus, the Oni woman who had just recovered transformed into a demon blade again.

It was just that this time, she didn't transform into a samurai sword, but a long-handled naginata.

Izanagi reached out and grasped the naginata, and subsequently also took the remaining lotus seeds.

Thus, the pitch-black Buddha Dharma image behind her suddenly grew two more heads and four more arms, transforming into a three-headed, six-armed image.

The newly grown heads were one in a state of anger and one in a state of compassion, while the six arms held bells, vajras, and many other ritual implements respectively.

And with the change of this Buddha Dharma image, the might of the Buddha land on the ground became even more intense, directly pushing against the Sword God's sword and beginning to expand outward.

Izanagi's gaze looked at the Home Witch under the Wu Shen Dharma image not far away, and then revealed a smile.

"Lord New Saint has come to my Yingzhou. Izanagi has failed to welcome you from afar, and I hope you will forgive me. Now, please come to my Buddha land for a chat, so that I have a chance to make up for it."

She invited like this.

Dorothy looked up and down at this newly appeared Izanagi, and then her eyes were slightly strange.

Yeah, another victim of the Witch World rules like me.

If she remembered correctly, this Izanagi should have been a male immortal originally, but the one appearing in front of her now was a tall, dignified black-haired witch.

Even if this witch deliberately wore men's clothes and dressed like a man, some things, once lost, could never be found again.

Dorothy couldn't help but laugh gloatingly.

Laugh to death, it seems I'm not the only one who's unlucky.

It was just that, although they were fellow sufferers, unfortunately, the two couldn't be friends.

Eye contact is a very magical thing. Some people make you happy and willing to get close at first sight, while others make you feel physically uncomfortable at first sight.

Now Dorothy was in the latter situation.

Ever since the first sight of this Izanagi, the Home Witch had had her hair stand on end, and goosebumps all over her body. Anyway, it was very uncomfortable.

And after witnessing her methods and words just now, Dorothy felt even more uncomfortable.

What kind of textbook hypocrite is this? Disgusting, truly disgusting.

Especially the undisguised greedy look in the opponent's eyes when looking at her made her feel like there were bugs crawling on her body; it was simply like wanting to swallow her whole.

I say, buddy, be normal, okay? I finally know why you were pitted; your wolfish ambition is written directly on your face.

Dorothy crossed her arms, looking at the Izanagi opposite her who looked like she had victory in her grasp, speechless.

"No, no, we are not suitable. Uncle, your body odor is too strong, I can't accept it. No appointment."

The Home Witch shook her head, directly and ruthlessly rejecting the other party's invitation.

Who would want to enter that kind of foul-smelling place?

Izanagi's earthly Buddha land could fool others, but it had no effect on Dorothy's Heavenly Eye. In her eyes, the Buddha land was all an illusion; the dungeon was still that dungeon, the stench was still that unbearable, and poor Little Four was almost crying from the smell.

Moreover, she had now found the source of the foul odor; everything was on Izanagi. This guy's aura now was truly too terrible.

"Good fellow, demon power, protection of the abyss. Isn't Yingzhou Island self-secluded? How did it get involved with the abyss?"

Dorothy directly pinched her nose and thought with some doubt.

It was just that she wondered what kind of demon this guy had made a deal with. A toilet demon god? Why is it so foul-smelling?

The Home Witch thought with great disgust.

Of course, this was just a joke. After all, even if there really was a toilet demon god, it couldn't be this smelly.

Although the demon's blasphemous power is the filthiest power in the Western Universe, the gathering of all evil at this moment, often only the lowest-level demons have such turbid and foul-smelling auras, while high-level demons often have very pure auras. They become messengers of original sin, and every move is a temptation.

High-level demons are all top-tier idols, okay? They look better than angels, and their popularity is also high.

Therefore, if we look at this pattern, Izanagi, who is this smelly, seems to only be able to count as the lowest-level inferior demon. Her path has gone astray.

Moreover, even if she can't be a good demon—after all, you are an immortal, it's normal not to understand demons—but why is your Buddhist Dharma also crooked?

Dorothy looked at the evil Buddha that looked majestic and shook her head.

She finally understood what was originally locked in this dungeon.

They were all Hundred-Ghost witches, and they were all materials for Izanagi to practice the true body of the evil Buddha.

But why is there such an idiot in this world who specializes in running toward the opposite side of the finish line?

Better to stay away from such an idiot; stupidity is contagious.

The Home Witch thought with great disgust.

No wonder she didn't like this guy at first sight.

And opposite, Izanagi, who was rejected, had a gloomy face.

"How dare you reject me, how can you reject me? A new saint who hasn't grown up is nothing; you should listen to the arrangements of a superior like me..."

This Yingzhou General was a bit flustered and exasperated, but she only thought about it in her heart and didn't say it out loud.

And the person who spoke like this was actually Dorothy opposite.

No way, this guy's badness was basically all written on her face.

Seeing Izanagi, whose eyes were becoming more and more gloomy, the Home Witch felt even more listless.

"Alright, alright, don't go through the motions. You, this kind of final boss, really have no class, but it does fit my stereotype of the elderly people in power in the small days. It's my fault for having any expectations for the non-existent class of an old thing like you."

Dorothy yawned and then put away the Ame-no-Murakumo in her hand.

The Courtesan is fragrant, so don't let that old person's smell stain the blade.

Moreover, why would she need to use a blade to deal with this kind of trash?

She directly canceled the Demon Blade Release state, falling from the peak mana just now to that little witch's body.

"I really don't know, since you know I'm a saint, why do you have the guts to show your half-baked Heavenly Book Dharma in front of me? Do you look down on me, or do you look too highly on yourself? Never mind, since you all say I'm a saint, then witness the authority of a saint."

Dorothy said helplessly.

Thus, the next moment, the Demon Buddha collapsed, and Taiyi awakened.

... Stars shifting... ===== CHAPTER 667 =====