Chapter 373: Counterattack and Settling Scores

Boom—!!!

The collision was intense, incomparably fierce.

Luo Heng, Master of the Light-Seeking Sect who had previously been leaning against a Sorrow Wood, was now helplessly sent drifting away along with the tree behind him by the blast of the aftermath; he could only barely protect his own life, watching the destruction of the ceiling, his heart feeling as if it were bleeding incessantly.

Because that was one of his more critical setups, something he had spent a long time creating in the past!

And now, those two fellows, with a single clash, had completely scraped away and obliterated that setup, which was theoretically at least a fifth-tier mid-grade, leaving not even a speck of residue! "You guys..."

The whisper of the defeated is destined to be heard by no one.

The crushing of sorrow and hatred will absolutely not be limited to this!

"Screech!!!"

"Ah!!!"

The fierce shrieks and wails had already resounded throughout the underground; the Remnant Hatred Phoenix, manifested from flames, was wielded and dragged by Du En, pouring his own unresolvable divine-level hatred toward the Great Sorrow Demon Human, who was his extreme thorn in the side.

This Demon Human was currently bathed in fire, his Great Sorrow Demon Might easily ignited, his demonic body and magic easily burned through, and even his natal demonic sword seemed to be melting.

However, sorrow is never exhausted, and the Demon Human is never extinguished!

The shadow of an endless river of tears emerged behind him, coiling in the void, surging incessantly; it was the foundation of his cultivation method and the source of his cultivation base.

The river of tears flooded backward, and the demonic might flourished.

The more it burned, the more painful it was; the more painful, the more frantic; the more frantic, the more sorrowful; the more sorrowful, the stronger! Since the mid-stage of Soul Formation was no longer enough, then he would take a step further; if the late stage of Soul Formation still wouldn't do, he could continue to push upward!

Because he was a demon, he had already entered the demonic path; he was no longer constrained by common sense or worldly rules, and until the six heavens were flooded with blood and the Buddhas were all dead, he would simply not stop!

Therefore, the more he was burned by hatred, the more he was like a fish in water; the Great Sorrow Demon Might became increasingly violent and could not be burned away at all, which in turn greatly stimulated the Phoenix's Remnant Hatred.

Such sorrow, such anguish, such lamentation...

Truly the bitter fruit born of a world that must be destroyed, the one guided and watered by filth and evil! Die! Die for me! With my fire of hatred, wash away all filth, return the human world to purity, and let all spirits attain a peaceful pure land! For the first time, he manifested the Phoenix Blood Spear, or rather, manifested a second Phoenix Blood Spear, allowing that Remnant Hatred to emerge from two openings, leaving Du En currently scorched inside and out, as if, amidst the fire of hatred, he heard the crazy, dying whisper of the Phoenix Divine Venerable.

The world of five turbid evils, only fire can burn it! The ambition of the Vermilion Bird, to burn together with the world! Through a twist of fate, Du En actually found a relationship between Phoenix Fire and Vermilion Bird Fire from the side of the Phoenix's Remnant Hatred! However, he was, after all, mastering the Phoenix Red True Flame, not actually mastering the Phoenix's Remnant Hatred, so he still needed some time to use this as a stepping stone to switch.

Only then could he learn the Vermilion Bird Secret Art.

But what was lacking right now was this time...

"Six Heavens Utterly Extinguished!!!"

Chang Lingfeng had been burned into a man of fire, but he was completely indifferent; only the tear-stain brand on his face became increasingly ferocious and deep, never able to be ignited, and at this moment, he slashed down with his sword, and the phantom of the six heavens could be faintly seen.

The so-called six heavens of Buddhism are the Six Desire Heavens! The first of which is the Heaven of the Four Heavenly Kings.

That Heaven of the Four Heavenly Kings belongs to the Desire Realm; one day in this heaven is equivalent to a full fifty years in the human world, and the heavenly beings in the Heaven of the Four Heavenly Kings have a lifespan of five hundred years of that heaven, and the stature of the people of this heaven reaches a quarter of a krosa, which is one kilometer!

At this moment, as Chang Lingfeng slashed down with his sword, the phantom of the Heaven of the Four Heavenly Kings, under the constant impact and burning of the Phoenix's Remnant Hatred fire, rapidly became clear and expanded to cover the area.

Seeing those Buddhist heavenly beings beneath Mount Sumeru, all well-fed and clothed, living long and tall, in the blink of an eye, a sword came from the sky, and thus sorrow and weeping instantly swept through; the lord of this heaven, the Four Heavenly Kings of Buddhism, were turned into human pigs on the spot, and all the heavenly beings were cast into the painful hell! Sorrow, sorrow, sorrow! The countless heavenly beings in the Heaven of the Four Heavenly Kings wailed in unison, terrified and desperate, all painfully regretting their own actions and their usurpation of the high heavens!

This great intent of a whole heaven grieving together directly washed over the fire of hatred, causing it to flicker and making Du En, who was wielding the spear in the fire, seem to falter.

Chang Lingfeng was about to continue pressing his sword, letting it crash down to swallow this enemy whose fire of hatred was equally monstrous.

But the next instant, Du En looked over.

In a trance, the Buddhist hell seemed to reappear, but that terrifying pain and incessant torture, stacked one after another upon him, felt like a breeze brushing his face, not painful or itchy at all.

The heavenly beings and kings of the Heaven of the Four Heavenly Kings, seeing this, were all filled with great shame and voluntarily fell into hell, enduring all kinds of torture just to follow the Awakened One in bitter cultivation to remove their karma.

Manifested externally, Chang Lingfeng's sword was broken by the great magic power accumulated by Du En; he himself was also somewhat delayed, fanned away by the re-erupting Phoenix's Remnant Hatred, and smashed into the Demon Realm Dojo, almost shattering the entire dojo, his own momentum also somewhat declining.

"Ah!!!"

Just as Luo Heng thought Du En was about to win quickly and he wouldn't have to keep drifting around, Chang Lingfeng suddenly roared and howled, as if questioning Du En, but even more so, torturing himself.

Because the way the opponent had just stepped through hell like it was spring was simply saying that the Pure Light Buddha of the Pure Light Sect was actually right, and that someone really could experience the torture of hell and ascend to ultimate bliss...

"Cough!"

Du En couldn't help but cough up blood, the blood spray burned away by the Phoenix's Remnant Hatred on the spot.

For him, the current Phoenix's Remnant Hatred could be considered his Dao foundation; originally, if he didn't use it to fight, they could maintain a situation favorable and calm for himself, using it as firewood to progress.

But now, using it, even if he created a sub-body outside the main body, left him in a state of extreme danger, attacked from both inside and out; after all, the Phoenix's Remnant Hatred was not a good thing, harming others and himself, a case of losing a thousand to hurt the enemy twelve hundred.

Now, having to deal with a Great Sorrow Demon Human like Chang Lingfeng, he was actually already stepping on the edge of a ten-thousand-foot cliff; a slight carelessness would lead to being smashed to pieces!

Therefore, he had just accumulated great magic power, aimed at the key moment, and used magic to strike magic; although it seemed he easily cracked the opponent's demonic magic, he also suffered some backlash, and at this moment, he couldn't help but cough up blood, which looked more like coughing up burning sparks and flames.

"That's right! I'm not wrong! Even if one can step through hell, so what? In the end, the human world is the greatest hell; what the Buddhas and Buddhist scriptures say are all fake! All poison!!!"

The river of tears surged violently, the demonic sword was recast in water and fire, and more terrifying power erupted, leaving Luo Heng feeling very numb.

This Great Sorrow Demon Human, his emotions rising and falling, his heart filled with pain and hatred, and then, damn it, he broke through again!

Is the demonic path really that terrifying?

Why didn't the Blood Demon of the past act like this?

In his numbness, he stared at the surging river of tears.

Du En also gazed at the river of tears; it was a mixture of boundless spirit and sorrow, just like a spiritual vein flowing through the hearts of the world's people, turning the sorrow of countless people into drops of water, which finally allowed the great secret of the cultivation method to converge! As the foundation of the existence of the "Six Heavens Sorrow Demon Ode," the flow of its progress, and the fruit of its revenge, it just happened to encounter Chang Lingfeng, an extremely suitable practitioner who was originally upright in heart, naturally talented, yet burdened with pain, reaching the extreme of hatred and sorrow, and entering the demonic path in a single thought.

Thus, such a Great Sorrow Demon Human was raised!

The Six Desire Heavens spoken of by the Buddha, the second is the Trayastrimsa Heaven, also known as the Thirty-Three Heavens, with a full thirty-three heavenly kingdoms, residing on the top of Mount Sumeru; in the center is the main kingdom, Trayastrimsa, where the Lord of the Thirty-Three Heavens, Sakra, resides; on its four sides are eight heavenly kingdoms each, with four peaks at the four corners, guarding the center, and it has the protector of Trayastrimsa, Vajrapani.

As Chang Lingfeng raised his sword again after breaking through, the second desire heaven, the Thirty-Three Heavens, instantly filled and squeezed into this central large cavity; infinite high heavens in the clouds, countless luxurious heavenly beings, countless extreme indulgences, all surrounded and clustered in the center around Sakra of Trayastrimsa. He sat in the lotus position, which was the image of a Buddha! The luxury and decadence of that heaven made the high-class people on the underground who were not yet dead stare in astonishment, feeling that their past luxury couldn't even compare to a single hair in the other's shit pit, and they couldn't help but reach out their hands, wanting to obtain even a tiny bit of it.

Whatever piety toward the Spirit Mother, it was all bullshit at this moment!

They just wanted that kind of enjoyment, the enjoyment of being in the heavenly realm and living forever!

And the group of demonic followers, along with the people from other camps who had arrived, were suddenly shaken, and one after another, they wailed in fury and sorrow! They had lived so bitterly in the past, why should those damned heavenly beings have such eternal life and luxurious blessings? Why!!! Countless shouts, countless sorrows, countless hatreds, all gathered together at this moment, turning into a dark, overwhelming sword, slashing down from beyond the sky, taking aim directly at the Thirty-Three Heavens.

The Lord of Trayastrimsa was furious on the spot and immediately took action, only to be hacked into a thousand pieces; the protector Vajrapani exerted great might, only to have his brilliance stripped away, like a clay dog, and countless heavenly beings fought bravely to protect the luxury, only to have blood flow like a river.

In this underground world, those who were attached to luxury also died on the spot, becoming empty in an instant.

A good death!

Responding to the people's tears of joy, the Great Sorrow Demon Human rose into the air, and with a sword carrying the terrifying power to destroy and wash the Thirty-Three Heavens in blood, he slashed directly toward Du En!

"You die too!"

"The human world has no need for Enlightened Ones, only for demonic disciples!" His gaze was wild and evil, yet unable to suppress a deep sorrow; he seemed to suffer for slaying the sages, yet he had no choice but to strike. Truly, he had fallen deep into the demonic path, beyond all hope of salvation, and would only continue to kill until he truly ascended to the Six Desire Heavens of the Buddhist gate, only then perhaps stopping his hand.

"What a sin..."

Luo Heng could not help but mutter to himself.

Du En felt the task was arduous.

That Chang Lingfeng had become so insane and terrifying after falling into the demonic path was truly unexpected! Therefore, at this very moment, there was nothing to do but disregard everything, spur on his hatred, use hatred to fight sorrow, and meet the extreme with the extreme!

But suddenly, another change occurred! "Wah! Wah! Wah!"

There was a sound of crying; under the pressure of such great demonic might, it seemed exceptionally faint, and should not have been able to stir any waves.

Those demonic disciples could not hear it at all; they were still gazing high into the sky, admiring the great miracle, weeping with joy because of their stirred emotions, watching the descent of that sword with unblinking eyes, not caring in the slightest even if they were caught in the aftermath and perished on the spot.

However, the three Great Cultivators of the Deity Transformation stage present here all noticed it at the very first moment.

At the edge of the demonic domain dojo, the remaining emerald vines were the only tenacious remnants of Du En's wood-domain Dao techniques; even while locked in fierce combat with the human demon, he had always kept a portion of his strength reserved here.

But now, facing the ever-strengthening Chang Lingfeng, he was already stretched to his limit, so this corner had also been torn open, revealing a small stone statue within.

The stone statue was also cracked, its two outer layers having already burst open to resist external impacts.

Through the gap in the one remaining layer, one could see a grass-and-wood cradle inside.

Lying in the cradle, an innocent, nameless infant was awakened by the crushing pressure of sorrow and hatred, and then let out its own wails.

That was also a sorrowful cry, not knowing what it was grieving for, yet seeming to grieve for something; it was a cry of innocent sorrow.

In an instant, it touched the Great Sorrow Human Demon, causing him to stop abruptly, staring blankly into the distance, his tear tracks twisting and pulsing, his ferocious expression set against a surging river of tears.

Du En moved over, blocking the space between the two, appearing as calm as an ancient well, his actions natural and requiring no words.

But Luo Heng, on his side, keenly captured that he seemed somewhat surprised at this moment.

It was indeed surprise; he even pulled the reins on the Phoenix Remnant Hatred in time, even though it caused him to suffer a pile of burn scars, incomparably hideous and shocking to the eye.

Because Chang Lingfeng was crying.

The tears that should have run dry were now flowing without end.

"Ah!!!"

"You bloodless, tearless wretches are also worthy of manipulating the tear river of all living beings!!!"

The Great Sorrow Human Demon erupted with great power; the Sword of the Six Heavens reversed its course, actually dragging the Six Heavens of drifting corpses to swim back up the void's tear river, tracing it to the source to launch a counterattack.

Boom!

No one knew why Chang Lingfeng had suddenly gone mad, why he did not let his majestic sword fall, but instead struck at himself.

Du En remained silent, somewhat puzzled.

Luo Heng frowned, lost in thought.

Boom...

The tear river surged backward!

Chang Lingfeng's actions seemed futile, but within the innocent wailing, amidst the sorrowful and hateful cries, the tears of countless people began to join in, deducing the other five heavens within the Six Heavens!

The true Six Heavens were completely overturned, and the Desire Realm fell into sorrow!

The tear river thus truly surged backward, rushing to the very source, grinding the true spirit imprints of the many demonic path grandmasters remaining here, as well as that imprint pressing down upon these demonic remnants—that imprint which was as brilliant as the great sun, like a Heavenly Emperor looking down upon the human world—all into rotten dregs, swallowed and obliterated by the bitter tears of all living beings.

"..."

From within that Emperor imprint, it seemed as if a voice was about to emerge at the very end, but nothing was heard.

Du En only felt a familiar, icy gaze look over, and he could not help but secretly shake his head.

This time, it is not me who is being unexpected.

Unsurprisingly, that was a contingency left behind by the True Monarch of Regretful Emotions, very much in line with her habits; it was just clear that the tear river could not be truly controlled by her, because she was heartless and tearless, the one who caused others to weep—the two were naturally at odds.

Therefore, she actually relied on the many remnant true spirits of the Sorrow Demonic Path to barely and indirectly manipulate and control this human tear river, which is why she could not control or interfere with Chang Lingfeng's actions earlier.

Because at that time, Chang Lingfeng had already entered the tear river, occupying the vast majority of it and completely suppressing those sorrow-demon remnants, so she could only hide at the source of the tear river, triggering a backstab at the critical moment to achieve her goal of overturning and destroying everything.

(End of chapter)