Chapter 355: 357. Chapter 351: Soul Returns to Bind the Divine Buddhas, the Lord of Ink City Lets You Embrace Hell [Seeking Monthly T
357. Chapter 351: Soul Returns to Bind the Divine Buddhas, the Lord of Ink City Lets You Embrace Hell 【Seeking Monthly Tickets】
Killing intent, like waves and tides!
A surging river tide on the mighty Grand Canal roared and surged, rolling forward as if connected to heaven and earth!
All the monks in the Xiaolingyin Courtyard became like tiny leaf boats beneath the river tide, bobbing with the waves, as if they could at any moment be struck by the surf, sink into the river, and be swallowed by the whirlpools!
Suppressed, surging, boiling!
Even more terrifying is the unleashed, rampant pressure of the Saint of War, the martial will of the dual Saint of War, like a massive mountain ridge crashing down with a thunderous roar.
It made the monks present feel as if their internal organs were about to twist apart.
A strong scent of blood spread, that was the Supreme Grandmaster who had been struck dead by a single staff of the Divine Monkey, his skull shattered!
He was a Supreme Grandmaster hero whose pinnacle sparked three blossoms!
Even within Shendu, he is not weak!
Yet he died so quickly that he hadn't even had time to react!
Fast!
Too fast!
The gap is too huge!
"Hehe..."
A chilling voice, from the Divine Monkey's mouth, resonated through every corner of the courtyard!
A celestial chessboard stretched horizontally, suspended; the ink-colored city, its gate bearing the inscription "Fengdu", like a city symbolizing death, spanned across here.
The entire courtyard was shrouded in darkness; although many martial monks present had already reached a level where they could face light without fear and observe all things, this darkness from the city seemed to throw them into an ink pool.
Their eyes were painted with ink, pupils completely filled with black ink!
Can't see!
Completely blind!
Within the courtyard, the monks of Xiaolingyin Temple let out angry shouts!
Suddenly, a dazzling golden light flickered up, dispersing the surrounding darkness and illuminating a ten‑zhang radius of brightness!
But it was only ten zhàng!
It was another leading elder of Xiaolingyin Temple, a powerful mage of the Divine Embryo Third Divine Transformation realm!
The monk sat cross‑legged on the ground, palms together, straining to expand the light, Buddha Light spreading outward!
Hum—!!
The heroic Wukong, who had previously dueled Li Che in the pre‑feast, stepped forward, loudly chanting a Buddha name, his tongue bursting with the sound of spring thunder!
In an instant, the Vajra Form manifested, swelling huge; Wukong, floating within it, his monk robe fluttering, eyes golden, snapped open!
"Demon Monkey!"
"Meet your death—!"
Monk Wukong roared; the change happened so fast that he couldn't react at all.
The ink-colored city of Fengdu slammed down, swallowing the master inside—who was the Yellow Eyebrow Grand Master!
Ranked among the top peaks of the Great Deities Register and the Heavenly Gate!
The opponent's move clearly aimed to kill the Grand Master!
Of course, it might also be to use this Ink City Fengdu to restrain the Grand Master, while the Divine Monkey's true target... is them!
Such terrifying killing intent!
Such overwhelming murderous will!
This Divine Monkey... wants to slaughter all the monks and disciples of Xiaolingyin Temple who came to this Peach Banquet?!
Madman!
Monk Wukong felt the threat of death, very strong, extremely strong!
But more than that was excitement!
Because the assassin before him was the Underworld Divine Monkey!
The name of the Divine Monkey now reverberates throughout Dàjǐng; most cultivators know the name of the Divine Monkey.
Because this monkey obtained the Suixin Golden Iron Divine Staff in Qianyuan Dao City, and the Grand Overseer said that as long as one wields the staff to Qitian Cheng, there is a chance to obtain that Sanqing Divine Weapon!
One should know that throughout Dàjǐng, the number of Sanqing Divine Weapons is scant.
Perhaps more powerful Sanqing Divine Weapons hide in secret realms, but at least up to now in Dàjǐng, or in the known world, the Ruyi Staff of Qitian Temple ranks among the top ten divine weapons!
Thus, upon learning that this monkey had actually appeared before them.
All the monks in the Xiaolingyin Courtyard began breathing rapidly.
Boom—!!
The Vajra Form roared, like an enraged golden vajra, instantly soaring to over thirty zhàng, thrusting a punch; the air itself crackled with explosive sounds, a whirring blast!
The Vajra Form, over thirty zhàng tall, nearly split the courtyard open, yet the Fourth City of Shendu remained utterly still, as if no one had noticed what was happening inside the Xiaolingyin Courtyard.
Wukong's heart startled; within the Form, he lifted his head to gaze at the celestial chessboard, his eyes narrowing slightly.
Was it this chessboard that cut off the celestial qi, making the Xiaolingyin Courtyard seem isolated from heaven and earth?
Even if the small courtyard were in chaos, earth cracking and mountains collapsing, the outside would not sense it at all, only the passage of tranquil time?
"What a Divine Monkey!"
A cold, sharp glint appeared in Wukong's eyes.
The news cannot be spread...
That might be for the best.
If one could kill the Divine Monkey and obtain the Suixin Golden Iron Divine Staff, under this information blockade, no one would know that Xiaolingyin Temple has already secured the Suixin Golden Iron Divine Staff!
Divine Monkey…
Too confident!
Although the Divine Monkey is a second‑stage Qi Sea Martial Saint, it truly surprised them.
However, within the Xiaolingyin Courtyard, although Yellow Eyebrow Grand Master was dragged into Mo City Fengdu, there remains a master of the Divine Embryo Third Divine Transformation realm stationed there!
The Divine Embryo Third Divine Transformation, with its mighty divine rank, suppresses the Divine Monkey, then its Vajra Furious Eye Technique assists the attack…
The Divine Monkey is bound to be struck down!
"Demon Monkey!"
"Lay down the butcher's knife!"
Within the Vajra Form, Buddha Light shines faintly.
Wukong's tongue releases a Buddha tone like spring thunder.
A thirty‑zhang‑tall Vajra Form strikes in an instant, its massive force sealing the surroundings, bearing down on the Divine Monkey that had slain a great master hero!
Buzz—!!!
The towering divinity, interwoven with Buddha Light, fills the courtyard; it is the divine wave unleashed by the Divine Embryo Third Divine Transformation at full force, shaking heaven, earth, and souls, as if woven into an enormous face!
Terrifying compassionate emotion spreads like a tide, surging and crashing.
The two strong ones quickly join forces; not only them, but the monks of Xiaolingyin Temple, each guided by a Martial Saint‑rank hero, also set up a Buddha Formation.
Sitting cross‑legged, Buddha Light soars into the heavens!
Like golden rods one after another striving to support the sky!
However, the Buddha Light is somewhat weakened, not as brilliant as at its peak, mainly because Yellow Eyebrow Grand Master had previously siphoned off much of its power to heal his wounds.
Thus, at this moment they all appear somewhat insubstantial.
Li Che, wearing a Divine Monkey mask, chuckles "Hehe", and does not underestimate the monks of Xiaolingyin Temple.
After all, they are the prodigy disciples personally brought by Xiaolingyin Temple to Shendu for the Peach Banquet.
Whether fledgling dragons or heroes, they are the top tier of the same age group within Xiaolingyin Temple!
Boom—!!
The terrifying Vajra Form roars, delivering a crushing punch!
Wukong presses his palms together; his brow seems to open an eye, streaked with crimson veins, while his eyes flow with rich golden mana!
Suddenly.
The fierce downward punch suddenly freezes in place.
Yet the Divine Monkey's black armor rattles; beneath the grinning mask, its eyes are dim, seeming to pierce everything, with faint golden smoke drifting like lingering incense.
The Divine Monkey simply lifts a hand, spreads its five fingers, and blocks the Vajra Form's punch, like an ant stopping a giant's blow!
The impact is overwhelmingly strong!
Wukong's monk eyes instantly flash with a startled, desperate shock!
How could… be so easy?!
The Divine Monkey's aura shows a second‑stage Martial Saint, Qi Sea realm!
Wukong, though only first‑stage Martial Saint, can reach the second‑stage Qi Sea realm with the Vajra Form, plus his powerful second‑stage Divine Transformation divine embryo strength.
Even in a hero tournament, Wukong would be a standout.
Divine Monkey… how can it display such a relaxed demeanor?
Boom—!!
Wukong roars, his body covered with blue veins trembling like worms, divine nature surging out, then wildly flooding the Vajra Form, making it ever more radiant; its muscles, lines, pores, and so on become strikingly vivid and real!
Dazzling brilliance nearly dispels all darkness in the courtyard!
Moreover, with the other monks of Xiaolingyin Temple sitting cross‑legged and their array supporting them,
beams of Buddha Light converge onto Wukong's Buddha‑gate Vajra Form!
As if animated Buddhist scripts flicker and swirl!
The aura of Wukong's Vajra Form climbs step by step, ever rising!
Struggle!
Who fears whom?!
Even if you Divine Monkey reach the pinnacle of the Qi Sea Martial Saint, with so many Xiaolingyin Temple brothers and juniors behind Wukong, would you ever fear retreat?!
Boom—!!
The Vajra Form's falling arm, seized by the Divine Monkey's single hand and five fingers, suddenly trembles, as if each vein swells then contracts.
Ring after ring of golden circles encircle that arm!
Like Buddha Light twisted into golden rings!
Clang‑clank, it harbors world‑shattering terrifying power!
Suddenly, all the golden circles collide, exploding rippling waves of energy!
It transmits an extreme terror that makes the air wrinkle with dreadful force, aiming to crush the Divine Monkey and blast it apart!
However…
The next instant.
Floating within the Vajra Form, Wukong's skin suddenly quivers, his expression turning horrified!
A terrifying pressure so extreme it nearly solidifies the air, spreading point by point.
He sees a sea of gold!
From behind the Divine Monkey, a golden Qi Sea slowly unfurls, accompanied by the splash of water, layers of golden‑scaled Qi Sea stacking together before his eyes!
Dozens of zhàng of golden Qi Sea?!
Golden Qi Sea?!
Why is the Qi Sea golden!
"Pure Martial?!"
The Divine Embryo monk who released divine nature with the Three Divine Transformations, whose massive interwoven divine countenance also showed a look of horror.
However, the seated monk let out a "ma mi" sound, and instantly countless divine essences poured down like a torrential rain, rushing toward the Divine Monkey.
Each drop of divine rain seemed to possess its own vitality.
Li Che, wearing the Divine Monkey mask, slowly lifted his head, his jet‑black, sinewy hair flaring and snapping like black lightning.
Li Che did not intend to tangle with the monks of the Little Lingyin Temple in this courtyard for long.
If Huangmei had not been dragged into Mo City Fengdu, Li Che would still have sparred properly with Wukong and the others, honing his normal combat power without triggering the explosive Qimen Divine Seeds!
But now Li Che is pressed for time.
Rushing to kill the Buddha!
So…
He only wants a quick resolution.
Roar—!
Dragon Elephant roars!
Dragon Elephant furnace merges!
An immense furnace blazed with dazzling gold, and within the golden furnace five Divine Seeds detonated in succession, their clangorous explosions sounding like thunder, as if five golden immortal pills forged by sages were erratically colliding with sentient life inside!
What is that?
Wukong only felt his soul as if it were being scorched to ruin!
Countless raging gusts of Qi surged wildly.
A continuous roar of thunderstorms suddenly erupted in Wukong's ears, like the ancient bell of a supreme mountain temple being struck violently, its shattering echo reverberating.
It was the sound of the human body's ultimate shackles breaking, tendons and bones swelling and grinding, the flesh reaching its peak of transverse forging and awakening!
A sound not of a human soul!
Yet the Divine Monkey clenched its five fingers!
It seemed as if the void itself were burst open, fine cracks appearing almost instantly, like lightning suddenly flashing across a pitch‑black night sky, frozen in place, lingering without fading!
Wukong only felt for a moment that he had lost his connection to the Vajra Dharma Form!
The Vajra Dharma Form, a top‑grade secret art, at this moment was crushed by the Divine Monkey's grip, bursting like a popped balloon, shattering into countless golden light fragments that raged outward!
At the same time, the Divine Embryo cultivator of the Three Divine Transformations released descending divine rain, shooting toward the Divine Monkey like a barrage of arrows.
However, within three zhang of the Divine Monkey's body, the rain instantly solidified!
The Divine Monkey's jet‑black hair seemed to turn golden, a sign of its blood and Qi boiling, swelling, and continuously metamorphosing!
The Divine Monkey merely took a step.
In an instant, its entire Qi and blood surged upward step by step!
It was as if the suspended Dragon Elephant furnace behind it had been kicked over, and the terrifying Qi and blood, unrestrained, explosively burst forth!
The Qi and blood in the golden pool of the Qi Sea boiled over instantly!
The moment the Divine Monkey took that step, it vanished.
The entire courtyard floor, in almost an instant, shattered into countless fragments, the ground undulating as the tremors spread outward.
Causing the seated, array‑forming monks to be unable to steady their bodies.
Amid the exploding Vajra Dharma Form, Wukong coughed up blood and saw the Divine Monkey engulfed in golden flames.
Hovering before him at a speed so fast it was almost beyond his sight!
A feeling of oppression, a feeling of despair, gave Wukong a sense that…
As if confronting the terrifying, endless summit of a martial‑arts mountain, where a seated, dreadful being that guides the gate to the heavens sits!
Ultimate Peak!
Martial Saint spreads fourfold!
The mountain path has an end; the Ultimate Peak opens the heavenly gate!
Divine Monkey…
Is it actually the Ultimate Peak?!
Boom—!!!
A bolt of golden light blasted across his body, and Wukong felt his flesh explode into pieces.
His entire head spiraled upward into the firmament, watching his own flesh explode, shards of meat scattering.
A vague bewildered expression surfaced on his face.
"You… even dare call yourself Wukong?"
A faint voice, scornful, mocking, and reckless, emanated from beneath the Divine Monkey mask.
As if it had wanted to say that for a long time.
Then the Divine Monkey's five fingers aimed at his head; as primordial yang burst forth, Wukong felt the heavens and earth plunge into total darkness.
He, is dead.
Boom—!!!
The Divine Monkey grinned, clenched its five fingers, and its gaze fell upon the Three Divine Transformations Divine Embryo monk.
The Divine Monkey's golden hair billowed like a raging cape, its eyes exuding drifting fragrant golden smoke, utterly disdainful!
Five fingers clenched.
Aimed at that Divine Embryo monk of the Three Divine Transformations realm.
In fact, when this monk discovered that the Divine Monkey was actually a supreme apex, he had already given up resisting.
With palms pressed together, divinity condensed behind him, forming a divine fetus that had grown all limbs and bones, lacking only a head.
Beneath the Divine Monkey mask, Li Che exhaled, hovering above the courtyard, clenched his five fingers, and fiercely struck down!
Terrifying martial saint's primordial vigor burst forth, supremely domineering; in an instant it quivered and coiled around the Divine Monkey's arms like countless golden blood-energy flood dragons, emerging from the abyss, the sea, and heaven and earth!
The entire courtyard was instantly swept and purged by countless blood-energy dragon shadows, the blood-energy heated to the extreme, as if fiery dragon-shaped signal smoke lashed out and swept clean!
This punch is none other than the martial saint's ultimate art of Prince Pacifying Rebellion Ji Molie!
Myriad Dragons Subdue the Divine!
Like tangible blood-energy dragon shadows, they twisted and turned, roaring and howling!
The mighty martial will crushed everything!
Myriad Dragons all emerged, as if countless bombs simultaneously detonated within the courtyard!
All the monks of the Little Spirit Sound Temple, whether infant dragons, heroes, or the divine fetus master of the Three God Transformations, were all drowned by the terrifying power!
Bang bang bang bang bang——!!!
The earth split and mountains collapsed!
Like artillery washing the ground!
Exploded!
Constant explosions!
For a long time.
Perhaps only an instant.
Li Che, wearing the Divine Monkey mask, hovered in midair, and slowly raised his hand.
His five fingers' joints bent, stepping upon the rolling dust and smoke like mushroom clouds blasted forth by Myriad Dragons Subdue the Divine, he slowly lifted his palm with its five fingers curled!
His palm faced the heavens.
An unbounded, wild, arrogant voice rang out from the Divine Monkey's mouth!
Toward the Little Spirit Sound Temple, this Buddhist divine sect, Li Che treated it just as he treated the Corpse God Sect.
Now they all hold the idea…… of killing without pardon!
For perhaps a monk spared today out of mercy will one day become a scythe swung at his daughter, seeking to reap her life.
Just thinking……
Li Che then became utterly iron-hearted!
Amidst the rolling, rampant smoke and dust.
As if a rift torn in hell, wandering souls emerged from the netherworld, twisted, swollen, wailing shrilly……
Then, they transformed into one after another of monks with palms pressed together, hovering from the smoke and dust.
"Soul, return——"
"O Buddhas——"
"Seize the god!"
……
……
Whoosh whoosh——!!!
Black ink rain poured down incessantly, large bean-sized ink droplets like a brush soaked and brimming with ink, suddenly flicked, drenched ink spraying out and splattering onto the ground, bursting apart!
Kasaya robes fluttered, monk's robes snapped in the wind.
Drop after drop of ink rain struck the bald head and precept scars, instantly bursting apart.
Huang Mei's two long eyebrows fluttered in the howling wind and rain; one hand held upright before his chest, the other palm extended forward, he pinched a raindrop.
The raindrop was round, originally pitch-black, but after he pinched it, it slowly turned translucent……
"Dao essence……"
In Huang Mei's eyes appeared a profound meaning, a rare hint of surprise.
"Is this the minor cave heaven left behind by a dying divine being of the Divine Tribulation Realm? Or perhaps not quite……"
Huang Mei murmured.
In the Little Spirit Sound Temple's Buddhist lands of the Western Regions, Huang Mei had entered and seen many minor cave heavens.
But the feeling of this ink-colored city is quite different……
As a top-tier apex, having long begun to touch and study Dao essence, he naturally could discern the difference between this minor cave heaven and this ink-colored city.
"City of the Dead……"
Huang Mei furrowed his brows.
"Underworld……"
"Is the Underworld out to kill this poor monk?"
Huang Mei relaxed his brows, pressed his palms together, and recited a Buddhist invocation.
"Amitabha Buddha……"
"After entering Shendu for some time, the Underworld has finally revealed itself."
"Indeed, the Underworld shares an inseparable bond with Li Che and Li Nuanxi father and daughter; wherever they go…… the Underworld will go there."
Huang Mei seemed to have seen through something, and a faint smile curled at the corner of his mouth.
He slowly rose from his seated lotus posture, the gold-edged treasure kasaya on his body whipping and flapping in the wind and rain, like flames intertwined of gold and red.
Around his neck, gleaming gold prayer beads fluttered in the wind, clinking and clanking upon collision.
"Lü Taibai."
This humble monk…… has already smelled your sword qi.
Huang Mei's aged body stood firm amidst the sudden, violent wind and rain of Mo City Fengdu.
It seemed as if he could be washed away and toppled by the rain at any moment.
He opened his mouth and spoke loudly, his voice echoing within the immeasurably vast Mo City Fengdu.
Golden light flickered in his eyes; Buddhist light burst forth from his pupils, sweeping across the entire Mo City.
Suddenly.
His gaze shifted, the brilliant golden light of his eyes locking onto the roof of an octagonal, multi-eaved treasure pavilion.
There……
There stood a tall figure wearing a star‑glittering Stellar Hunter King mask.
The figure wore white robes, his head full of silver hair drifting like seaweed, each strand clung to by sharp sword qi, slicing the drifting air and the falling black rain droplets……
His hands were clasped behind his back, his wide sleeves constantly billowing.
He stood upon the roof like an exceedingly sharp treasure sword plunged into it.
It seemed as if he had always been there, appearing only when Huang Mei's Buddhist True Pupil swept over.
Surely it's you…… Lü Taibai.
People call you the Taibai Killer Star, and they are not wrong in the slightest.
This humble monk says, where does the netherworld get the courage to suddenly strike and try to kill this humble monk? In the calculations of the Grand Overseer, I am listed among the Divine Register and the Heavenly Gate Pass, a top‑tier double‑list supreme, one of the few experts in the world……
A mere netherworld, having only exposed a Yama comparable to the supreme, dares to come kill this humble monk?
So…… it is the Taibai Sect Lord who allied with the netherworld, persuaded it, and came to kill this humble monk.
Huang Mei's two eyebrows fluttered in the wind.
He pressed his palms together, yet passed them through the prayer beads hanging from his neck, using the pressed‑together palms to prop up the beads.
Taibai Killer Star…… your killing intent truly boils.
You see that this humble monk's three‑worldly form has severed two beings, past and future bodies utterly slain, vital qi gravely wounded, Buddhist source damaged, so you refuse to let slip this once‑in‑a‑lifetime chance, even in Shendu, even amidst these clouds of mighty experts where the Grand Overseer and the Temple‑Guardian Grand Commander hold sway, you still strike to kill.
It seems…… the Taibai Sect Lord also knows that your exposure of the Dao‑Veil Tribulation Sword will inevitably make you a thorn in the eyes, a splinter in the flesh of all the great divine sect masters……
Huang Mei's soft‑laughing voice, carrying the confidence of having seen through everything, echoed continuously.
Beneath the Hunter King mask, Lü Taibai could not help but fall silent.
You don't know shit.
Lü Taibai opened his mouth.
He directly retorted, 'Don't think that a monk's slander isn't slander!'
Can a monk just open his mouth and spew bloody insults at people?!
Clearly it is the netherworld that insists on coming to kill you, yet you insist it is Lü Taibai's idea.
He, Lü Taibai, has kept a low profile for years, his sword unstained with blood for years—why must he still be viewed with prejudice?!
Naturally, Lü Taibai was not pleased.
However, Lü Taibai's heart sank slightly, and from Huang Mei's words he understood something.
His exposure of the Dao‑Veil Tribulation Sword has indeed caused many divine sect masters to feel a thorn in their hearts.
After all, Lü Taibai aims to break into the Divine Tribulation realm, which will necessarily occupy a God‑Slaying Wind Tribulation dao position.
Among the masters of the great divine sects, those cultivating the God‑Slaying Wind Tribulation dao position will certainly not wish him to succeed.
Taibai Sect Lord, your ambition is lofty; you even covet the Three Calamities dao position and have already condensed the Dao‑Veil Tribulation Sword—truly a heaven‑gifted genius.
The God‑Slaying Wind Tribulation Sword you cultivate is for the God‑Slaying Wind Tribulation dao position, which is not the same as this humble monk's, but do you know with whom you clash in dao position?
Huang Mei gave a faint smile.
Lü Taibai clenched his five fingers; the surrounding black rain droplets solidified one after another, as if stained by an invisible sword qi, then elongated, taking the shape of sword blades.
With a stir of mind and spirit, the myriad sword tips formed from the myriad rain droplets all pointed their tips at Huang Mei.
As sect lord, I care not who he is.
Lü Taibai also did not conceal his Hunter King identity.
To kill Huang Mei, one must give it their all; hiding is futile, yet the face must still be covered.
As long as it stays unexposed, later flat‑out denial, refusing to admit it, saves a lot of trouble.
Hahaha…… Amitabha……
Taibai Sect Lord, this humble monk wishes to speak with you.
The expert whose dao position clashes with yours…… is that one from the Purple Mansion Divine Sect of the Orthodox Unity Dao!
Huang Mei couldn't help but laugh.
Upon hearing this, Lü Taibai's eyes beneath the Hunter King mask narrowed slightly.
Then, he clenched his five fingers fiercely.
The myriad sword lights formed from the black rain shot up into the sky instantly, gorgeous silver sword light bursting forth wildly!
Like a galaxy pouring down from ten‑thousand‑feet height!
Bald donkey, you want to use the Purple Mansion Divine Sect to disturb my dao heart!
Lü Taibai shouted, the silver‑gleaming Taibai Sword within his wide sleeve shot up into the sky, and at that moment the whole Mo City brightened!
Hahaha——
This humble monk never tells falsehoods!
Taibai benefactor, whether to believe or not is up to your heart!
The Purple Mansion Divine Sect, ranked first among the eleven divine sects of Dàjǐng, is naturally powerful and mysterious!
Taibai benefactor, your heart is in turmoil!
It's fallen into chaos——!
It's fallen into chaos——!
Huang Mei's voice, in an instant, exploded like a spring thunderclap above the skies of Ink City and Fengdu, rolling thunder echoing throughout the entire city!
Pop!
A crisp sound—that was the sound of the Buddhist beads bursting open under his push!
Like countless wooden beads falling onto a solid floor, constantly bouncing!
Each Buddhist bead suddenly spread out, hovering in the void of Ink City, as if sealing everything!
Vast waves of silver myriad swords arrived like a galaxy.
Lü Taibai's sleeves flared wildly, he stood at the crest of the sword qi surge, his silver hair ringing loudly!
At the moment when each Buddhist bead sealed the void,
An unimaginable oppressive force suddenly fell upon his shoulders, causing all sword qi to chime.
Huang Mei stepped in the pooled water; the rain of Ink City poured down, the water nearly covering the tops of his feet.
And Huang Mei, oblivious, chanted the Buddhist sutras.
The solemn, murderous intent was like countless blades of light, like Buddha-light covering heaven and earth, mingled with the sound of the Buddha's universal salvation, booming in Lü Taibai's ears like a bursting bell!
"Lay down the butcher's blade, and you shall not fall into hell!"
"Lay down the butcher's blade, and you shall not fall into hell!!"
"Not fall into hell!!!!"
……
Boom boom boom——!
Standing at the crest of the sword qi surge, Lü Taibai only felt wave after wave of Buddhist sounds, as if amplified by the prayer beads, as if the true Buddha himself, hand forming the mudra, seated upon the lotus platform, kind-eyed, casting the light of universal salvation.
By his ear, the Buddhist Dharma was proclaimed, cleansing the spirit, purging killing karma, purifying the mind!
Countless Buddha-light burst forth from the prayer beads.
Lü Taibai only felt his body, like a river of sword qi, seemed to have fallen into the endless abyss of purgatory.
Within the abyss, countless demons danced wildly, wreaking havoc and slaughtering living beings, indiscriminately killing the innocent!
And Lü Taibai's hand, which originally held a dazzling silver Taibai Sword, was now stained with crimson blood, as if the blood's color had stained the sword, impossible to wash away, like a polluted mind.
The sword heart, no longer pure!
Lü Taibai's gaze indifferent, two fingers together, the Taibai Sword hummed, and instantly the silver blade shone like the moon, as if splendid moonlight poured down cold and clear!
"My sword only cuts what is unjust in the heart, only protects those dear to my heart; every sword I draw bears no guilt to my conscience!"
"My sword heart is pure and flawless, invincible in all directions!"
Five fingers clenched the Taibai Sword.
In an instant, the abyss seemed to be cleaved open by his single sword!
In the endless darkness, endless bloodshed, endless wails of tormented souls within the abyss of purgatory……
A snowy-white sword light, pure as moonlight, shot up into the heavens, swift as wind and lightning, flawless and peerless!
The sword light was clear, like translucent bodhi glass, like a silver river washing away all impurity and filth!
The sword light stretched ten zhang, a hundred zhang, a thousand zhang, ten thousand zhang!
The sword qi flowed like rivers entering the sea!
The long qi pierced through, charging the Ox and Dipper!
It seemed as if a fierce wind howled from within the sword light.
Within the wind lies a sword capable of slaying gods!
Boom——!!!!
An enormous Buddha phantom appeared behind Huang Mei; the great Buddha swung a palm, nearly covering the skies of Ink City, colliding fiercely with that sword—like a hanging river, a wind‑borne god‑slayer!
The great Buddha's radiant hand was severed by a single sword!
Countless Buddha-light burst and scattered like a dreamy illusion exploding.
Lü Taibai stood in the void, wearing the Star Hunter King mask, his gaze cold, sword intent exhaling, like a seasoned hunter eyeing his prey.
His Taibai Sword trembled incessantly.
It transformed into countless sword shadows.
The Buddha phantom, missing an arm, held a flower with its lone hand, hovering behind Huang Mei.
Meanwhile, Huang Mei's gaze turned toward the distance.
There……
Suddenly, a bizarre structure rose from the ground!
A rectangular prism, wholly black, smooth as a mirror, continually rising higher and higher……
It became the tallest building within the vast Ink‑colored city!
And beneath that tallest black anomalous structure,
There stood one after another shorter black building, sprouting like spring shoots after rain!
As if someone were splashing ink on white paper!
The building's doors were pushed open.
One after another, figures emanating black mist slowly stepped out.
Huang Mei's eyes narrowed abruptly.
Because……
He saw the first figure stepping out from the opened door.
It was indeed his prized disciple, Wukong!
Then, he saw one monk after another who should have been in Xiao Lingyin Yuan.
Even that monk of the three divine transformations of the divine fetus walked out slowly with his palms pressed together.
"Junior brother…"
What is… this situation?!
"Amitabha…"
"Master, lay down the butcher's knife, embrace Hell."
Wukong pressed his palms together, his expression sincere.
Huang Mei's eyes swirled with fierce light, then sorrow surged, his spirit trembled, as if a soul‑annihilating wind, like a blade, scraped souls!
The fledgling dragons and heroic disciples in Xiao Lingyin Si.
All are dead…
The next moment.
Huang Mei's face full of sorrow, he raised his head.
A faint, hoarse voice suddenly rang out from the highest building.
"The Buddha says, 'Do not enter Hell?'"
"Monk…"
"You are already in Hell."
Black and white split, yin and yang become clear!
A towering figure wearing a black‑and‑white mask stood on the highest building.
In an instant.
The Sovereign returns!
The whole city…
All seemed to gain a soul in an instant!
End of Chapter
