Chapter 372: Sorrow and Hatred Kill Each Other

"Can you also feel sorrow and despair?"

"Why wouldn't I?"

The Buddhist follower raised their eyes to look around at this moment, seeing only the dense crowd of demonic followers in every direction, yet they no longer felt the slightest fear, only a reply as dead and silent as ash.

"But that is clearly false and wrong."

"Right and wrong, who can truly say?"

"I am saying it is wrong!"

"Perhaps it truly is wrong."

The Buddhist follower only replied as such.

Their eyes were empty, their heart was empty, everything was empty.

Watching them, Chang Lingfeng fell into silence.

Then, he crushed that head with one grip.

"Since the Buddha is empty, what then is the Six Heavens?"

"Since you wish to become a Buddha, I shall send you to become one!"

"Bitterness, delusion, emptiness, obsession, obsession with emptiness—hehehehe, you are also a demon; the Buddha's name is Desire Demon!"

Chang Lingfeng laughed through tears, a more violent demonic might surging from his body.

He had become stronger; to put it simply, he had broken through from the early stage of Spirit Severing to the mid stage of Spirit Severing! Then, he turned his head toward the east, and with the demonic followers, swept away.

Everything was developing toward the scenes Du En would see upon his return.

And at this very moment, in the high distance, above that Queguang, within the so-called Upper Realm.

"Look, you've stirred up this kind of trouble again."

Meng Changqing was looking at True Monarch Huiqing, or rather, confronting her, seeing a corner of what was happening deep underground through a path-channel that had not yet fully closed, which had emerged from the Demonic Dao Great Technique she had premeditatedly cast across space just moments ago.

"..."

True Monarch Huiqing did not say a word in response.

"Why must you feel that you can control everything? When it is clear that even on your own side, you cannot actually be the complete master?"

Meng Changqing pressed on, his words sharp and biting: "Huiqing, although your Dao title is 'Huiqing' (Regret Emotion), you have always been a heartless person; so, why willingly accept it? Is it because you like it yourself, or is it to say..."

"Shut up!"

Regarding the matter of the Dao title, True Monarch Huiqing actually felt the same as Meng Changqing—she disliked it very much, even to the point of harboring hatred.

At this very moment, in this situation, having it poked at directly was exceptionally painful!

Although Meng Changqing did not care about her feelings, he stopped while he was ahead in this regard; after all, if he said too much, the other party would use his own spear to attack his own shield, and the conversation would turn into meaningless empty talk revolving around Dao titles.

Thus, he turned to discuss the matter at hand: "After all this tossing and turning, you ended up raising such a Buddha-betraying True Demon; I fear that if he continues to charge forward like this, it won't be long before he successfully reaches the Void Refinement stage."

"That is still only the Void Refinement stage, I can wipe him out with a flip of my hand!"

"Is that so? Not to mention that the one you raised is not the true target of your layout over there, but rather a move aimed at Du En—aren't you afraid he will smash your plate to pieces?"

"..."

"Hehe, I am here watching you; if he really does smash the plate, I would be happy to see it happen. And another thing, how did I find out from Zuding that in the past, you were severely injured by a cultivator from Queguang?"

"..."

True Monarch Huiqing remained silent, and Meng Changqing was actually quite surprised by this matter.

Because it seemed it was actually true! What kind of person was True Monarch Huiqing?

A high-level True Monarch of one of the five great Immortal Sects, whose strength far exceeded past cultivators of the same rank; one could say she was in the ranks of prodigy True Monarchs, nearly reaching the pinnacle of the same realm.

And as for the land of Queguang, if the intelligence he gathered was correct, it seemed that 7,800 years ago, after the Sect Master, that old immortal, took action to extract the Ten Thousand Star Spiritual Veins for his own use, the upper limit of the Queguang Star Realm was completely locked at the fifth rank.

In other words, in that low-lying, shallow pool of immortal cultivation, it was impossible for a True Person-level cultivator to appear!

Yet the result was that she, who had already stabilized her True Monarch realm and was gradually taking over the various star realms that should have been under her control, was directly injured by 'weeds' during that 'weeding process' in the Queguang Star Realm, returning severely wounded.

Because of this, her cultivation stagnated for a long time, until a thousand years ago when she ostensibly broke through to the mid stage of Body Integration.

To capsize in a gutter, and to do so so severely!

Even though, judging by the situation, the former strong enemy in the Queguang Star Realm should have already fallen, and the overall situation was being constantly kneaded by her, since there was a precedent, who knew if her 'wipe out with a flip of a hand' would end up hurting herself again! True Monarch Huiqing met her junior brother's straightforward gaze, and her mood could be described as extremely displeased.

In fact, it should be said that it was precisely because she had learned such a painful lesson from someone who was once her equal—or more accurately, someone whose talent was just a notch behind—that she harbored a deep dread for this junior brother of hers, who possessed truly peerless potential, far exceeding the other two prodigy True Monarchs of their sect! As for the eldest brother, who was also peerless, she did not feel as much dread.

Because the distance between them was too great, and, as the True Monarch was the absolute main force opposing their master, conversely, she was the one bearing the greatest and most intense pressure!

When two tigers fight, there must be mutual injury, or even at least one death! In this way, it was actually this junior brother of hers who, because his cultivation was too low and his foundation too poor, might become a fish that slipped through the net, not receiving too much influence from the rapidly approaching conflict, making him a true hidden danger! Thoughts rose and fell, and suddenly she smiled lightly.

"His unpredictability can also be considered an unexpected joy, just like Du En, who always made you unpredictable before, and also brought us unexpected joy, isn't that right?"

If it is not under control, there is uncertainty! The development of this game to this point was actually still dominated by True Monarch Huiqing, and quite absolutely! She naturally understood that the other side definitely had the intention and method to withdraw, but as things stood, the situation had become difficult to fathom; for Meng Changqing, wanting to have someone retreat safely also involved many variables!

Therefore, Meng Changqing had just intentionally provoked her, also thinking of taking advantage of this to see if he could open a path through her and provide direct aid to Du En.

However, True Monarch Huiqing did not fall for it, casually using her Star Realm Lord authority to lock the Queguang Star Realm two more times, cutting off any possible interference with the situation inside.

It was also because of this that, even though Meng Changqing had now found the main culprit, they could only remain in a stalemate here, unable to do anything more, and even True Monarch Huiqing's small premeditated actions were difficult to stop.

Like the Six Heavens Sorrow Demon Incantation she had just cast according to her plan not long ago.

"Du En, it's up to you... if it really doesn't work, find a way to avoid it, find a way to retreat, and let her suffer the backlash herself!"

Fortunately, there were two prepared retreat routes; even if he couldn't escape the Queguang Star Realm, avoiding the enemy temporarily was enough. Although Meng Changqing was worried, he was not overly anxious and had already made preparations to provide cover, though he remained tense on the surface, not wanting the other side to notice.

The intervention from above was extremely limited.

The development below was in full swing.

Chang Lingfeng was fiercely leading the crowd to kill, and Luo Heng, the Queguang Sect Master, although he had been alerted and was prepared, having gathered troops and boosted morale, but...

"We can..."

"Die!" The Sorrow Demon leaped and charged, not giving Luo Heng any room to communicate at all.

The demonic sword swung, the Six Heavens shared the sorrow! The violent spiritual energy wailed, the demonic might was overflowing, directly crushing all obstacles, turning flesh and blood into pulp, causing Luo Heng's side to change color drastically and hastily receive the blow, only to be like a ball being struck, directly smashed into the base camp of the Queguang Sect.

Blood sprayed across the vast sky; the people were shocked and terrified!

How is this possible?! That is the Holy Sect Leader! Then, the Holy Sect Army and the sacrificial priests were easily slaughtered by Chang Lingfeng, as if smashing a lump of soft tofu, without the slightest effort, while he killed his way straight into the base camp.

The numerous demonic disciples under his command, meanwhile, surged into the central camp with wailing and sorrow, fanatically beginning to slaughter the underground elites living there.

Screams echoed endlessly, and the weeping never ceased.

The camps on the periphery of the central camp were naturally alarmed as well, gathering and running over one after another to check the situation, effectively coming to the capital to "protect the king"; then, they were either beheaded or assimilated, and the situation rapidly spread and festered.

The entire central region was dragged into it, and it was constantly expanding outward; sooner or later, it would drag in the people of the southern and eastern regions! "..."

Luo Heng's facial muscles twitched, his divine sense surveying everything, but at this moment, all he could do was use the authority of the Sect Leader to forcibly drag all the remaining fragments of the Spirit Mother left here and flee silently and hurriedly into the back of the surface space.

Sure enough, Chang Lingfeng chased directly inside.

Defeating Luo Heng! Eliminating the Spirit Mother! All the remaining eye and tentacle fragments were completely wiped out by him; this was also the reason why, shortly after Du En obtained the suppressed fulcrum on his side, an anomaly appeared.

It was not that the Spirit Mother's molted shell had arrived before them, but because the Great Sorrow Human Demon, after eliminating the fragments in the outside world, was still continuously destroying the Gate of Sealing!

If it weren't for Luo Heng discovering that Du En had returned and taking the initiative to hold on and fight again, only to be defeated once more and forced out of the back space, Chang Lingfeng would have smashed the gate that had already lost its fulcrum and killed his way further inside.

However, this does not mean that he and Du En are accomplices or companions.

Because if his demonic might and the Spirit Mother's evil strangeness truly touched, who knows what unpredictable changes might occur; at the very least, Luo Heng dared not gamble on that.

Because this Holy Sect Leader knew very well that Chang Lingfeng must be a chess piece moved by the High God; now that he had already smashed everything he had painstakingly managed here, he must absolutely not let him have direct contact with the Spirit Mother's true body again! In other words, once Du En and Chang Lingfeng met, the two of them were destined for one to die! "You have come, you have appeared, you are truly timely..."

The ghostly voice, the twisted hissing, the frantic hatred, and the crying of spiritual energy erupting in the air made Chang Lingfeng's dead, stiff face look incomparably ferocious at this moment.

Without any hesitation, he directly abandoned the Queguang Sect Leader, who had already been defeated thoroughly and had no strength left, and intended to make Du En, who was in league with him, suffer the same fate.

Gazing at the opponent who had fallen into such demonic madness, Du En offered no rebuttal, because at this moment, words were completely meaningless, so he simply brewed his offensive.

The battle between the two was on the verge of breaking out! Wood Domain!

Du En struck first, directly utilizing the Yellow-grade Dao technique he had just learned on the spot.

In an instant, grass and vines grew with a boom!

As Chang Lingfeng charged in, he paused for a moment upon seeing the strange, emerald-green vegetation, and was then shrouded within the ten-mile Wood Domain.

In terms of lethality, there was actually nothing to say regarding the current Great Sorrow Human Demon; it was almost zero.

The main purpose was to change the battlefield!

In the Wood Domain, I am the master! In other words, no matter how the storms raged, as long as Du En was not defeated and did not actively dodge, they could be consumed and blocked by this windbreak forest, completely confined within it!

At the same time, the endless cycle of the Wood Element perfectly mirrored his own endless cycle of magic power; it could be said that although he had just switched his cultivation and only had minor achievements, it was not...

"Woooo..."

Heaven and Earth mourned together, and the trees wept! As Chang Lingfeng raised his Sorrow Demon Sword high, wailing immediately blanketed the entire Wood Domain, covering it with a Domain of Shared Sorrow, directly occupying the Wood Domain in its entirety and turning it into his own Dao field! The human demon before him was not some ordinary enemy, nor was he an object that could be described by the level of a genius!

A powerful genius, or perhaps, already stepping up...

Du En's thoughts were not yet settled, and before his eyes, he only saw the sword falling.

Shrouded in shared sorrow, six days of floating corpses! He wielded the Great Demonic Dao technique as if it were nothing; with a casual strike of his sword, he could easily behead an ordinary early-stage Nascent Soul cultivator, easily collapse the Buddha Land, and kill that Pure Light Buddha!

"Hahaha! Look, look, how powerful I am now!"

"..."

Facing such a roar of sorrow and joy, and seeing that the barrier of his realm also seemed to be wailing and would sooner or later be pierced through by his own crying, Du En knew that facing such an opponent, he could not be careless or hold back; he could only risk using a heavy strike.

So he raised his hand, and brilliance bloomed.

Dreams and fire clung to it!

"Too late! Die!"

Chang Lingfeng's eyes widened, his tear stains twitching ferociously; the monstrous demonic might arrived first, intending to shatter his primordial spirit's pressure, hijack the opponent's primordial spirit, and obstruct the operation of his techniques.

Just a moment ago, when Luo Heng faced this move, he was instantly rendered powerless on the spot, and then there was no "then."

In an instant, victory and defeat were decided! Du En's realm appeared incomparably obvious at this moment; he was only at the early-stage Nascent Soul, not even the mid-stage Nascent Soul that Luo Heng had forcibly piled up by gnawing on the Spirit Mother's remnants! However, was it really that simple?

Chang Lingfeng felt a hint of vigilance in his heart; this benefactor of his, this nameless lord, had always been mysterious, always calm, and always possessed a steady grasp that he himself lacked—the more he recalled it, the more sorrowful and angry he became!

He could not possibly be as easy to kill as that fat pig!

The situation was indeed as expected! "Skree!!!"

The transformation of his natal dharma treasure, the Qingjiang Palace, had not yet been completed, but a certain existence could no longer wait, splitting off and rushing out of this newly appeared fifth-tier leakage point.

Phoenix Remnant Hatred!

Its wild cry erupted with a boom, and the fire of hatred instantly ignited the demonic might in all directions; a ferocious eye, opened to the extreme, exploded into existence within the flames, staring fixedly at the Great Sorrow Human Demon who had just crashed in.

The two locked eyes.

In an instant, both understood that the one opposite was someone they must kill!

Demon of Extreme Sorrow!!!

Hatred of Perilous Future!!!

Die...

The Sorrow Demon Sword and the Phoenix Blood Spear clashed head-on.

The booming eruption of sorrowful weeping and hateful fire was exactly like water and fire, incompatible and in extreme conflict.

The Demonic Domain Dao field, superimposed upon the Wood Domain, was instantly tottering and riddled with holes; the impact traveled upward, even scraping away several hundred zhang of the top wall of the central large cavity.

(End of chapter)