[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-immortality-begins-with-slaying-demons":3,"chapter-immortality-begins-with-slaying-demons-immortality-begins-with-slaying-demons-chapter-825":6},{"origin":4,"title":5},"chinese","Immortality Begins with Slaying Demons",{"chapter":7,"nextChapterSlug":19,"prevChapterSlug":20,"totalChapters":21,"novelImage":22},{"id":8,"novel_id":9,"title":10,"slug":11,"index":12,"content":13,"wordcount":14,"created_at":15,"updated_at":15,"volume":16,"translator":17,"content_hash":18},2318713,4533,"Chapter 825: The Vow of the Immortal Lord, the Great Vow Bodhisattva","immortality-begins-with-slaying-demons-chapter-825",825,"\u003Cp>‘Hah!’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Massive waves roared and rolled, drowning Qixian, who was trapped in midair by the fire lotus.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His entire body was soaked; his neatly styled hair now clung messily to his cheeks.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yet this middle-aged man seemed as if an invisible hand had gripped his throat—he breathed heavily, his chest heaved violently, his eyes nearly burst open, staring fixedly ahead as if seeing a ghost.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Though Qixian was a Third-Rank Great Arhat, he had long accompanied the Emperor, and his discernment far surpassed that of ordinary cultivators.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The aura just now unleashed by the white-robed monk was so formidable in its Dao path that it surpassed many of his sect’s elders; only a top-tier Golden Immortal like Qingguangzi might possibly rival him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This man was no ordinary Great Free Bodhisattva—whether from any of the Sumeru Mountains, he must be a figure wielding great power, deeply trusted by the True Buddha.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Such a powerful being would risk so greatly, venturing so close to the Northern Zhou to carry out a clandestine assassination.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The very fact of this act was terrifying enough.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yet right now, Qixian actually saw this Great Free Bodhisattva being blasted down from the heavens in such a disgraceful manner!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>‘You… who are you?’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He lifted his head to look upward, his throat burning painfully, his voice as faint as a mosquito’s buzz.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In an instant, a towering figure stepped calmly out of the turbulent cosmos, his body forged of pure white jade, untainted by even a speck of dust; behind him, a slowly rotating jade wheel swayed silk ribbons that parted the clouds and mist, golden radiance falling like fine rain upon the ruined marsh.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Merely glancing at him, Qixian felt his eyes sting—the overwhelming pressure surged down like a tidal wave, as if staring directly at heaven and earth made flesh.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The marsh rippled; the blue fire lotus platform resurfaced, floating like a tiny boat, as if ready to be swallowed again at any moment.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jing Shi Zunzhe raised his trembling arms, palms once more pressed together, his body swiftly stabilizing as he looked up at the sky.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Two Dao patterns flowed within it—he saw them clearly, without a trace of deception.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Within the vast Bodhi Sect, not a single soul had known another Great Free Bodhisattva had arisen among them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>‘Immovable King.’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jing Shi Pusa murmured the name again, his lips trembling slightly; his once unshakable Buddhist heart now began to crack.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The flames upon the blue lotus grew weaker.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was not out of fear.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Though it had seemed he suffered the worst, the main reason was that Jing Shi Zunzhe had fought using immortal methods, and after his short rod was blocked, he had been stunned by the sudden appearance of Dao patterns, losing his composure for a moment.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His true crisis lay in his own Dao path.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The fire purifying the world’s filth had just ignited, yet the opponent had suddenly transformed into a Great Free Bodhisattva—when filth was no longer filth, Jing Shi Fire began to waver.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The subtle tremors spread across his entire body.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>On Jing Shi Zunzhe’s beautiful hands, veins bulged gradually; his pupils dilated and contracted uncontrollably.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>‘No—you are not of Sumeru, you are no Bodhisattva, merely a demon who seized the lotus throne by trickery.’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>‘You defile our sect’s Buddha-light—you deserve eternal suppression!’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The white robes on the monk surged wildly; the faint red hue in his skin grew more pronounced, as if he were being cooked alive.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The blue lotus beneath him also ignited, as if trying to evaporate the entire marsh; the blue color on the lotus platform slowly faded, transforming under the pure flame into a translucent, colorless jade lotus.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Until—puff—a single sound—and his pupils turned into two streams of rising white flame.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jing Shi Zunzhe released his clasped palms and drew his short rod once more; the instant his fingers clenched it, golden sutras flickered across its black surface.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>‘Subdue the Demon!’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He raised the rod high, poised to strike downward with all his might.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A colossal shadow appeared behind him, like a pillar holding up the heavens, crashing violently toward the white jade entity in the sky.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>‘…’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Shen Yi hung suspended in midair; the sutras on the giant pillar-shadow cascaded like a waterfall, forming around him a prison of gossamer-thin yet unbreakable barriers.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He extended his right palm, fingers curling lightly—and a dark golden monk’s staff coalesced in his palm.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The next instant, before Jing Shi Pusa’s stern, furious gaze, that white jade body vanished from its place.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The monk caught a glimpse of the water’s surface out of the corner of his eye—and his heart jolted: the marsh, still not yet calm, was now crisscrossed with countless fine, mist-like black threads, like a monstrous, ravenous mouth waiting to devour him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He reacted instantly, spinning around and swinging his rod backward.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But a monk’s staff had already struck—before his arm could descend, it slammed hard against his face.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Crack!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Only now did Jing Shi Pusa finally understand the true meaning of ‘Immovable King.’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The immense force crushed his cheekbones instantly inward, tore his lips apart, spraying blood—this body, shaped after attaining the Dao, was as fragile as paper beneath the monk’s staff.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jing Shi Zunzhe let out a low roar; even wounded, his short rod swung forward as before.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But the next instant, four white jade hands seized his arms and shoulders, pinning him firmly to the lotus platform.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Shen Yi’s expression was cold as he swung the monk’s staff again.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The heavy head of the staff came down, shattering the monk’s knees.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>First break the mouth, then the legs.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The pure flame on the colorless jade lotus surged back in retaliation—in an instant, Shen Yi’s flawless white jade body glowed red-hot from the searing heat.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Before the flames could coil around the white jade form, he had already lifted the monk’s staff and vanished into the black mist beneath the water.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As Jing Shi Pusa adjusted his Buddhist heart, the Jade Void Cosmos quietly enveloped every corner of the marsh—in other words, within this cosmos, every point was Shen Yi.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>‘Hah! Hah!’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jing Shi Zunzhe clearly realized it too—he slumped on the jade lotus, too late to wipe the blood from his face, and quickly rose into the air, fleeing far from the ink-black marsh below.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The position granted by the Dao ignited its radiance; the accumulated tribulation energy flowed back along the ancient Dao pathway he had once walked, rapidly repairing his battered form.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Moments later, the monk staggered to his feet, his knees still bloody and mangled, but barely healed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He panted, scanning his surroundings—where was the calm he had shown before?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Honestly, Shen Yi’s Jade Void Cosmos Dao Fruit, among all Golden Immortals, could barely be called superior—after all, for Immortals, having room to maneuver allowed them to deploy their myriad spiritual arts and treasures, but it still required external aids, so it could never be considered supreme.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That was why Jing Shi Zunzhe had rushed in immediately—it was not reckless, but to deny Shen Yi any time to prepare.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was an utterly correct decision—yet who could have foreseen that from the black clouds emerged not a spell array or treasure, but a Bodhisattva body famed for its physical might?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>To defeat such a Bodhisattva, one must use various methods to trap and kill him—never engage him directly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But now, combined with this cosmos, it once again blocked Jing Shi Zunzhe’s options—he felt a flicker of confusion, unsure how to respond, forced into mere defense.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>‘…’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Meanwhile, Shen Yi studied his own reddened arm—merely brushed by the pure flame, it already showed signs of melting.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He lifted his gaze slightly, watching the monk’s wounds heal rapidly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>So tribulation energy could be used this way.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No wonder so many Golden Immortals had left the Two Realms yet still yearned for the imperial qi of the mortal world.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In battle, it’s always about who has deeper roots.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Though the Dao path forged by cultivating both Immortal and Practitioner arts was formidable—even under disadvantage with Buddhist treasures, he had still dominated this renowned Great Free Bodhisattva—yet if the battle stalled… his Dao Fruit, holding only two hundred thousand tribulations, would suffer greatly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In such a situation, withdrawing was clearly the best choice.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But if this Bodhisattva, who knew so much, returned to Southern Sumeru, he might survive—but he would never again be able to participate in this great tribulation.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He had finally managed to intervene in Eastern Zhou affairs, provoking a great struggle between the two sects.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He didn’t know how long it would take to reshape his body—but even three or five months would be enough for him to accomplish many things.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Thinking of this, Shen Yi slowly closed his eyes; when he opened them again, his twin white jade pupils, devoid of pupils, radiated chilling frost.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The next instant.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A white shadow shot out again from the black clouds.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The dark golden monk’s staff slashed straight toward the monk’s shaved head.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But Jing Shi Zunzhe had walked through the mortal world for so many years—his experience was immense. Earlier, he had been caught off guard due to ignorance; now that he was prepared, how could he fall into the same trap twice?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He suddenly looked up, flicked his wrist, and hurled the Buddhist prayer beads he had used before—they wrapped tightly around the incoming monk’s staff.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Simultaneously, sutras appeared on his white robes; his sleeves fluttered up, obscuring Shen Yi’s vision.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jing Shi Zunzhe swung his short rod again, striking without mercy at the opponent’s shoulder.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In a Second-Rank battle, it’s all about calculation.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This time, it was clearly the Jade Void True Person who had panicked—and that meant he had gained the upper hand.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>‘…’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But at this moment, Jing Shi Zunzhe’s face showed no triumph—instead, his expression changed slightly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Despite clearly being at a disadvantage, the man before him showed no intention to retreat—he simply released the monk’s staff entirely and charged forward.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>‘You think you can fool this monk?’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>What hadn’t Jing Shi Zunzhe seen? How could he fall for such a petty trick?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His eyes flickered with ferocity.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Victory is victory, defeat is defeat—all is predetermined; once all is calculated, why fear?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In an instant, the short rod struck the white jade form’s shoulder—but instead of shattering the body as Jing Shi Zunzhe imagined, it merely cracked the shoulder bones and chest instantly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The next instant, a heavy fist smashed violently into Jing Shi Zunzhe’s jaw, followed by four massive arms slamming their elbows into his body.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Amid deafening thunder, the monk and his lotus platform were flung backward.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>When he finally stabilized, Jing Shi Zunzhe looked warily ahead—the sheer power of the Immovable King position left him stunned.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even after a mistake and suffering from inferior Buddhist treasures, he had still managed to trade a severe wound with him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Barbarian!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jing Shi Zunzhe touched his shattered jaw, trembling as he rose, then clenched his fist—before him, the monk’s staff that had belonged to Shen Yi now lay firmly in his grasp, bound by the prayer beads.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Having reclaimed this Buddhist treasure, his heart steadied—if Shen Yi dared not abandon this body, he should be fleeing now; once this situation arose, he had countless methods to subdue this demon.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Before the Pure World Bodhisattva could finish thinking, his eyelids twitched again.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Seeing Shen Yi merely rub his shoulders twice, not only did he show no intention to flee, he didn’t even mobilize tribulation energy to repair his dharma body; he merely lifted his gaze slightly, then vanished from his spot.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This madman… The Pure World Bodhisattva felt the wolf-like gaze, his heartbeat surged, and without thinking, he swung his monk’s staff backward—sure enough, six heavy fists struck him again.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even if one possessed immortality, no second-rank cultivator would waste hard-earned tribulation energy so recklessly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If this happened two more times, the cost of repairing his dharma body alone would nearly equal a full reconstruction.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Moreover, the opponent gave him no chance to repair at all!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Pure World Bodhisattva finally felt the urge to retreat—this youth acted with utter disregard for gain or loss, nothing like an ordinary Golden Immortal or Great Freedom Bodhisattva, as if he had no brain at all.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He flew backward, summoning Pure World Fire to forcibly halt the Bai Yu creation.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But he didn’t seize the chance to escape; instead, he turned to gaze at the half-dead figure in the air: “You’ve heard much. I shall send you on your way. You know what to do.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Before his words ended, the flames binding Qi Xian reformed into a lotus, not harming him but lifting him up.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Qi Xian had thought today was his certain death—he never imagined such a turn of events, and at once cried out joyfully: “Rest assured, Venerable Bodhisattva, I shall expose this fiend’s true nature within the sect!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Saying this, he crawled painfully onto the lotus platform and shot straight toward the outer reaches of the Great Marsh.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Bai Yu creation stepped slowly out of the flames, its body, riddled with cracks, glowing faintly red.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He gazed into the distance.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Qi Xian seemed to sense that gaze, turned back in terror—but saw nothing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The instant he lowered his eyes, a pair of long, athletic legs suddenly appeared in his pupils; trembling, he looked up and met a pair of jade eyes without pupils.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Venerable Yu Yu… you know… I, I am the Emperor’s emissary…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A muffled crack silenced his plea.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Shen Yi pulled his right foot free from the shattered skull and turned once more toward his original direction.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Pure World Bodhisattva met his gaze coldly; during this time, he had already infused tribulation energy into the wooden fish in his palm. The next moment, the fish swelled to seven or eight zhang tall. He sneered and stepped inside through the fissures.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Instantly, the massive wooden fish pierced straight through the heavens, nearly in a breath, about to flee beyond this lifeless cosmos.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This wooden fish was the Pure World Bodhisattva’s Buddhist treasure, refined since he ascended to second rank; now fully refined eight times, though not meant for combat, its protective power was deeply reassuring.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With this artifact, returning to Southern Sumeru would be effortless—he had no need to waste tribulation energy here against that brat.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Through the wooden fish, the Pure World Bodhisattva saw the dark clouds chasing relentlessly behind.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He did not panic; instead, a fleeting sneer appeared in his eyes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With a rustling sound of tearing air, a white rainbow shot forth like an arrow from the dark clouds, striking the wooden fish repeatedly—each time, as expected, it bounced off effortlessly, as comical as scratching an itch.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A third-refined immortal sword?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Pure World Bodhisattva could no longer suppress the blood in his throat—he let out a hoarse, wheezing laugh. If he could die from such a thing, he might as well skip rebuilding his body entirely, lest he bring shame upon the world.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At that moment, he suddenly heard a soft sigh emerge from within the dark clouds.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Finally willing to give up?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Pure World Bodhisattva looked upward—his departure now meant the opponent could never escape this great tribulation.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Just as he prepared to lower his gaze, he faintly heard another clear voice rise from the clouds.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Bring peace to the world.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Pure World Bodhisattva froze, suddenly sensing something strange.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The thick clouds above seemed to halt abruptly, no longer chasing—but his unease grew more intense.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Save all living beings.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Another quiet murmur, neither grand nor heroic, more like weary resignation—yet it pierced the monk’s ears like thunder.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His face went numb; he stared straight ahead.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The dark clouds coalesced into a tall, slender figure—a young man stood calmly far before the wooden fish, the blood-red jade around his neck swaying slightly, its crimson spreading like lava across his magnificent dark robe, the crimson-and-black robes fluttering loosely, adding a chilling aura of lethal intent to his celestial demeanor.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Shen Yi held the Wuwei Sword slantwise, gazing intently at the Pure World Bodhisattva, his thin lips parting: “Protect the Dao amid mortal dust.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The instant these four words fell, thunder pierced the azure sky, the heavens blazed white, and a deafening roar erupted.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>When the thunder faded, all creation fell silent—only the long howl of the immortal sword in his hand remained.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>(End of Chapter)\u003C\u002Fp>",2739,"2026-06-20T15:00:39.689Z",1,"Qwen3-Next 80B","a6c731459902bbe2d169e85f9582073ae338ab59e04fd162b35f6c79955becc9","immortality-begins-with-slaying-demons-chapter-826","immortality-begins-with-slaying-demons-chapter-824",840,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fimmortality-begins-with-slaying-demons-cover.jpg"]