Chapter 85: The Culture Vessel of Lord Cimu

The Realm of Void Demons.

The Buddha's hand that would have overturned heaven and earth ultimately did not fall; not because it did not wish to, but because...

The great hand that dimmed the sun and moon, caused stars to plummet, and plunged heaven and earth into ruin was blocked by a figure.

It was a figure whose attire, speech, and demeanor all exuded elegance; he did not look like a Void Demon, yet was identical to a human.

But he was not human either; there was still a distinction.

That distinction was his bearing, temperament, cultivation, and aura, which were too noble, too elegant; one could not find a single human to compare with him, not even among the royal families and nobles of all nations, nor throughout the entire known history, could one find anyone to match him.

It was as if he were the very embodiment of innate elegance, as if the word "elegance" had been born for him.

Moreover, it was not just his temperament; his appearance was incomparable to anyone else's. Even wearing a half-face wooden mask, it could not conceal his fairy-like, handsome features.

At this moment.

Right now.

This elegant figure simply stood there, not moving a single finger; merely standing there, relying on the aura emanating from his body, he blocked the Buddha's hand capable of destroying a realm.

This scene deeply shocked the hearts of the Demon Lord of the Demon God Temple and other giants of the Realm of Void Demons, instilling an impulse to kneel and submit.

His appearance.

At this moment, all sounds ceased in heaven and earth.

The sky stopped collapsing; the earth stopped sinking into ruin.

Tokyo, Japan, Arakawa Ward, Higashi-Osugi.

Here too, the moment the sound was made, all sounds ceased; Director Takahashi and the others were all looking towards the old monk and the broken space.

They wanted to see clearly who that voice belonged to.

The speaker was in the Realm of Void Demons, too far from them, separated by at least ten thousand li, making it impossible to see.

But even if they could not see, they were certain in their hearts that the one who stopped the world-destroying Buddha's hand from falling was related to that speaker, and it might very well be Lord Cimu, who appeared during the Yunhu incident!

For no other reason: the two voices were identical.

This "identical" referred not only to the vocal timbre, but also to the elegance, bearing, and temperament contained within the voice; the two were exactly the same.

Then, this thought in their hearts was confirmed by the old monk's subsequent words.

The old monk was seen clasping his hands together, his eyes, peaceful as water, gazing towards the Realm of Void Demons; within his pupils, divine light and stars seemed to swirl, as if stars were being born, capable of viewing the distant and the vast.

Immediately, he spoke softly.

"So it is benefactor Lord Cimu."

Upon the sound of his voice, countless people were violently shaken.

Indeed! I did not mishear; that is Lord Cimu! It is Lord Cimu who saved the humans who accidentally entered the Supernatural world on that day in the Yunhu vision.

The next moment.

No one did not tremble; no one was not afraid; there was a feeling that it was all over, that the Earth was about to be destroyed.

This was Lord Cimu, a demon who shook the Heian period; a demon like Great Monk would have no comparison with him. Now Lord Cimu is intervening to block Master Konghai's palm strike, clearly indicating an intent to protect the demons of this realm.

One is a demon who shook the Heian period; the other is a famous monk who shook the Heian period. Both are renowned throughout history, shaking past and present, and the power they displayed is boundlessly strong.

So, if they start fighting...

Everyone's scalp went numb; they wished they could slap their own mouths.

Damn it, why did I just think, when the Six-Eyed Demon World was about to be destroyed, that it was good that the transcendent ones weren't fighting on Earth, that Earth was truly sturdy? Damn it, now my jinx has worked; damn it, I can't even win the lottery in normal times, so how did my wish come true now?

"It's over, it's over, we are done for, the Earth is going to explode." The Prime Minister looked as if he were about to cry.

On the other side.

Outside the blockade line in Higashi-Osugi, Director Takahashi gripped Professor Zhongtian's shoulders tightly, his eyes burning:

"Professor Zhongtian, analyze quickly! Won't Lord Cimu and Master Konghai start fighting? Is there any historical hatred between them? What the hell are you smoking? Speak up!"

Professor Zhongtian's mouth twitched violently; he wanted to curse.

If I don't light a cigarette to smoke, how the hell am I supposed to calm down? I'll analyze your sister!

"Although Lord Cimu and Master Konghai were both in the Heian period, according to historical records, the two had no interaction, meaning there is no hatred."

But before Director Takahashi could sigh in relief, Professor Zhongtian spoke again.

"However, now that Lord Cimu is blocking Master Konghai's Buddha hand, he is clearly trying to save the demons. According to Master Konghai's temperament, I'm afraid..."

He did not finish his sentence explicitly, but Director Takahashi and the others already understood the meaning.

Master Konghai's temperament is very violent; he is not at all like a Buddha. If words do not match, he will kill a thousand of you, and you will destroy a realm of him. Judging by such a violent temper, now that his attack is blocked and someone is trying to save demons from his hand, I'm afraid Master Konghai will not let this go.

"No, it doesn't seem to be like that."

Morita Takeshi suddenly spoke up.

"I don't know if it's my illusion, but why do I feel that between Lord Cimu and Master Konghai, their words lack that sense of irreconcilable good versus evil? Instead, there is a sense of calm and peace, like friends, or belonging to the same camp."

Instantly, Director Takahashi, Professor Zhongtian, and others were stunned. Previously, they were too panicked about the two sides fighting; now, thinking carefully, it was truly as Morita Takeshi said.

Besides Morita Takeshi noticing this, many viewers and netizens in the live broadcast room and online also noticed this.

Unavoidably, confusion arose in their hearts.

Could it be that we misunderstood something? Are demons, shrines, and temples not irreconcilable as imagined?

At this time.

Inside the broken space, a clear, cold voice came; it was Lord Cimu speaking.

"Konghai, stop. You cannot destroy this realm."

The next moment.

Under everyone's gaze, Master Konghai frowned slightly, speaking with a questioning tone.

"Benefactor Lord Cimu, have you also fallen and stood on that side?"

The words were spoken.

Director Takahashi and others felt their skin and bones turn cold, their souls freeze, shivering directly, sensing the firmament about to collide, two 'worlds' about to crash into each other.

They believed that if Cimu's answer matched what Master Konghai had thought, this world would absolutely be shattered by the two sides fighting.

"Konghai, you are overthinking. Even if I die and my Dao perishes, fighting until the last drop of blood is drained, I will not side with that faction."

Lord Cimu smiled, his demeanor elegant, always calm and unhurried, as if nothing in the world could move him.

"But I clearly sense the aura of beings from that side in the creatures of this world; I would not sense it wrongly," Master Konghai said with hands pressed together, his face bearing the solemn dignity of a Buddha, like a deity walking out of the Buddha-land.

"You indeed did not sense wrongly; they do possess the aura of beings from that side, but they are not beings from that side."

In his speech, Lord Cimu glanced at the Void Demons of this Void Demon world and said calmly.

"The creatures of this world are his experimental products created to explore the mysteries of that side; unfortunately, he explored for a while then stopped, held back by the commotion over there, having no heart to care for the experimental products in this petri dish."

Master Konghai was stunned, looking at Lord Cimu: "Are you saying this was created by Lord Shuten?"

"Yes." Lord Cimu nodded slightly: "Originally, he intended to return and continue exploring once the situation over there stabilized; unfortunately, he got so busy he forgot, and even when he remembered, he had no desire to bother again."

Speaking thus, Lord Cimu, who had always been elegant and calm, showed a look of headache.

"He has always been like this, liking to create new tricks, yet having no patience; he cannot be persuaded. For him, the only things that always keep his patience are women and fine wine."