Chapter 138
The Demon Race unleashed a great slaughter, and the beings of Xiating stretched their necks awaiting death.
Watching this scene, all beings no longer had any interest in continuing to look on.
They knew that nothing more needed to be said about what remained.
Thereafter, no strong survivor remained within Xiating, and Penglai Xiandao would be swept clean, utterly turned into a land of death.
This left all beings with complex expressions and heavy thoughts.
But at the same time.
At the foot of Mount Buzhou, among the Wu Clan, there was an unprecedented uproar.
"Damn it!"
"Why is the Demon Race unharmed?"
Zhurong's beard and hair bristled, his eyes widened, and a scorching aura emanated from his whole body, as if flames were rising.
"Unwilling!"
"Furious!"
The Zi Xiao divine lightning manifested briefly, then silently vanished.
The outcome of this battle was completely beyond the Wu Clan's expectations.
They had thought that even if they destroyed Xiating, the Demon Race would inevitably suffer backlash.
But as things stand now, the Heavenly Dao instead acknowledged the Demon Race's action.
Thus, the Demon Race will surely gain great prestige, its foundation will become richer, and it will be more capable of unifying the primordial world.
"How can this be allowed?!"
Needless to say, in the Wu Clan's view, this is utterly unacceptable.
Even among the Twelve Ancestral Wu, Xuanming, who is female, blushed red at this moment.
"Since the sages only act when the trend is great, and the Heavenly Dao does not intervene in this matter."
"Then... we Wu Clan absolutely cannot continue to sit idly by!"
"We cannot allow the Demon Race to keep growing in power."
Xuanming spoke out loudly.
As soon as her words fell, the other ancestral Wu also chimed in agreement, their expressions urgent.
"Yeah, we can't let those feathered beasts run rampant any longer."
"The heaven and earth left by the Father God will not allow others to dominate."
"Brother Emperor Jiang, give the order; our battle blood is boiling, we cannot wait any longer."
The gazes of all the ancestral Wu turned to the leading Emperor Jiang.
Waiting only for his command, they would emerge without hesitation to suppress the Demon Race's momentum.
Hearing their words, Emperor Jiang's face also grew dark, as if deep in thought.
After a moment, he then spoke:
"Very well!"
"Now that the Demon Race has destroyed Xiating, they themselves are also gravely wounded."
"We will seize this opportunity to occupy the Demon Race's territories in the world and reclaim countless cultivation resources."
Emperor Jiang's words made everyone's faces brighten.
"The mantis stalks the cicada, unaware of the oriole behind!"
At this moment, the Wu Clan boldly emerges, and the Demon Race will surely be unprepared.
The Twelve Ancestral Wu all moved, summoning their respective Wu Clan followers.
On this day, at the foot of Mount Buzhou, millions of beings emerged, mighty in force, beginning the slaughter of the Demon Race.
Mount Sumeru!
Chen Ku also finally came to his senses.
He couldn't help but shake his head and laugh.
"Dong Wanggong, you really were duped into limpness by Dao Ancestor Hunyuan."
"If it weren't for your inability to see the situation clearly, you wouldn't have died so... hastily!"
Chen Ku was also somewhat surprised, not expecting that Dong Wanggong had brought about his own demise.
He also felt no particular sympathy or pity.
In the primordial world, Dong Wanggong's fall was simply the prevailing trend.
Moreover, Chen Ku and Dong Wanggong had long been at odds.
Now that the latter has perished and vanished, it actually spares me a major worry.
His expression shifted, and Chen Ku turned to survey the scene of Wuliang Sihai.
With the fall of Xiating, the Demon Race launched a merciless final slaughter.
In his view, Wuliang Sihai was awash with blood-light soaring to the heavens, vast sheets of black mist rising and refusing to dissipate.
Chen Ku frowned slightly.
"This battle has generated far too much resentment."
"If we could ferry it all across, would that not be a great opportunity?"
Thinking this, Chen Ku's eyes lit up.
"Not bad!"
Whether the strong of Xiating or the beings of the Demon Race,
anyone who perished in the great battle has already turned into wandering souls, resentment lingering, hard to dispel or resolve.
And for Chen Ku, this was exactly a case of 'professionally matched' ah.
If we could fully collect and ferry them across, wouldn't that be able to accumulate another wave of fortune for the West?
Moreover, one might even obtain boundless merit again eh.
Truly, a case of gaining two benefits from one action.
Following that, his heart stirred again.
"Moreover, the distance is far."
"But it just so happens I can test out the great divine ability I just comprehended, the Gate of Myriad Wonders now."
Only now could Chen Ku recall the gains from this seclusion.
This thousand-year seclusion, he still hadn't severed his incarnation, and was somewhat disappointed.
However, he was not without gain.
Thanks to his heaven-defying comprehension, Chen Ku once again comprehended a top-tier innate divine ability.
Gate of Myriad Wonders!
With this great divine ability, the Gate of Myriad Wonders, as long as it is a place Chen Ku has stepped foot in, he can directly open a Gate of Myriad Wonders, like constructing a spatial passage, arriving instantly.
This is not inferior to the space-law-wielding Di Jiang Zuwu!
And even for territories he has not stepped foot in, as long as he vividly imagines their concrete scene in his mind, he can likewise open a Gate of Myriad Wonders.
To call it 'a thought spanning hundreds of millions of miles' is not an exaggeration at all.
Of course, the farther the destination, the greater the consumption for oneself.
Similarly, places like Mount Buzhou, with immense pressure and surging fortune, will also be more difficult.
Nevertheless, Chen Ku was already extremely satisfied.
Not bad, though there are some shortcomings.
But this is my innate divine ability, unique.
Used properly, it can also exert a tremendous, unfathomable effect.
Not bad!
In other words, in this vast heaven and earth, only Chen Ku masters this innate divine ability.
For anyone else, not to mention mastering it, they've never even heard of it.
Especially in an age when no sages appear, its effect is immeasurable, powerful to an inconceivable degree.
After a moment, Chen Ku gathered his scattered thoughts.
Today, I leave seclusion!
He gave it no more thought and directly left seclusion.
Of course, before leaving, he still needed to inform his master and uncle-master.
He walked out of his dojo and ascended Mount Sumeru.
Jieyin and Zhunti usually cultivate on Mount Sumeru.
Huh? Disciple has left seclusion?
Looks like your nephew's seclusion this time brought a great gain.
Seeing Chen Ku's figure, Jieyin and Zhunti, who had been discussing the war between the Demon Race and Xiating, immediately smiled with relief as they looked at him.
Although his realm had not improved, Jieyin and Zhunti clearly sensed it.
At this moment, Chen Ku's body was suffused with a profound and mysterious aura.
In fact, this was precisely the transformation and sublimation of the origin Dao foundation brought about by Chen Ku's increasingly clear Three-Bodies Buddha method.
This improvement is indeed astonishing.
More importantly, this seclusion lasted only a short thousand years.
Being able to have this change is also an unexpected joy beyond Jieyin and Zhunti's expectations.
Hearing this, Chen Ku gave a faint smile.
Hehe, disciple merely had occasional insights during seclusion.
He calmly replied in a sentence.
Then, without further talk, he directly spoke what was on his mind.
Master, Uncle-master, disciple has come to inform you of something!
Disciple wishes to go to Wuliang Sihai again.
As soon as he said that!
Jieyin and Zhunti were instantly dumbfounded, eyes wide open.
Still go to Wuliang Sihai?
Impossible, that place is already an ominous land, the slaughter of the Demon Race has not ended.
How dare you set foot in such a perilous place?!
End of Chapter
