Chapter 304: One Jesus Transforms into Three Teachings

The three demons all charged forward; the Purgatory Scholar Black Goat Demon released the Demon Star Array with its two hooves, the Satanic Witch's Shadow Black Witchcraft transformed into a giant Shadow Snake, and coupled with Hannibal the Old Demon holding a butcher's knife, they shuttled through the Dharma Realm space, shifting positions in the blink of an eye, drawing ever closer.

But Hong Xiuquan was not afraid in the slightest.

One could see his whip technique in one hand, lashing out like a dancing golden snake, impenetrable to water, the sound of the whip piercing the air like thunder; the Hellhound was lashed until it yelped, tucking its tail and keeping a far distance, then it opened its mouth to spit out Hell Black Smoke, and under the cover of the black smoke, its three heads split off, turning into three hellish hounds that tore at him from three directions.

He laughed and said, "One Jesus Transforms into Three Teachings!"

Two phantom images appeared: one in a Mu family robe, and one as a squid. But both were in the form of black men.

The various demons were terrified: "He is the true devil; if the three teachings see him blaspheme like this, I fear the Crusades will reappear."

The three-bodied Hong Xiuquan felt his body and mind clear, and he could not help but chant a poem: "Cultivate the whole teaching with whole Jesus and whole nature, use wisdom eyes to recognize the truth and worship the Heavenly Venerable; today cast gold and hang the cross, how many people climb the pagoda to pay respects to God?"

Xu Jia, listening from below, felt that this black Hong Xiuquan had some "protagonist potential," and nodded secretly: a black dragon is still a dragon; there is indeed some possibility of him contending for the great treasure in the future.

Of course, fighting three demons alone was still quite a stretch for this Hong Xiuquan; for now, he had only intimidated the three demons with his aura. After all, a black angel was something that hadn't been seen in eighteen generations of ancestors; before eighteen generations ago, the slave trade hadn't begun, so it had been seen even less.

Once the three demons probed his true strength, they would soon be able to beat him back to his original form, so Xu Jia transmitted his voice: "Stop reciting poems and pretending to be an intellectual; capture Hannibal the Old Demon quickly. Don't worry about the other two; they are from Satanism. If that Church Leader comes, even I would be three parts wary. Finish the battle quickly!"

Since the black Hong Xiuquan worshipped Hong Xiuquan, he had naturally studied that Hong Xiuquan was a poet who liked to "write poems." Although his level wasn't great, because the era was relatively recent, they had been passed down. One could only say he still had that old-fashioned Confucian sourness of "romantic sentiment."

Reciting a poem at this moment was also refreshing and unrestrained; he felt he was closer to his idol, and even more advanced than his idol, after all, he might become the first black Pope in history, while Hong Xiuquan was not a Chinese Pope.

However, the other man had the status of "Second Son of God," calling Jesus the "Heavenly Brother," while he himself did not have such a "mythological source" and lacked a foundation of Divine Nature. Since Teacher Hong, with such a correct and red-blooded background, hadn't become Pope, his own black identity was indeed a problem.

There was no time to think so much; after all, black people had evolved one less time than white people or yellow people, having stayed safely in the African continent. Tens of thousands of years ago, during the great human evolutionary crisis, when everyone else was forced to evolve to survive the crisis, they were the only ones who didn't evolve. While this side had evolved civilization, that side was still tribal.

This part of evolution was the evolution of intelligence and IQ.

And African tribesmen had entered the civilized era relatively recently, going almost directly from tribal chief to founding a nation; after founding the nation, the chief or head of state was still the one in charge.

This lack of one evolution, combined with the fact that their genes were dominant no matter who they mated with, destined them to be unable to participate in high-level intellectual power games—that is, politics.

However, one could not discriminate against others entirely. At the very least, Xu Teacher was now "teaching without discrimination" and intended to support him, just like the ancient prophecy: "The Yin-Shang lost its virtue, the phoenix sings on Mount Qi." Now it was: "White people get out of America, black people are the true founders of America."

Since things were already so polarized, adding fuel to the fire was not a bad idea.

Hong Xiuquan heard Xu Jia's command and felt that the holy blood within John's Baptism was limited; once it burned out, the enhancement to his own body would stop, and his strength would likely plummet. He truly needed to finish the battle quickly.

He immediately steadied his mind and sent two of the three bodies of One Jesus Transforms into Three Teachings—the Squid Venerable and the Robe Venerable—to resist the witch and the black goat. At this time, the disciples in Tongtian Temple also came out, each holding a Heavenly Gang Thunder Fire Divine Weapon, going *tut-tut-tut*, *biu-biu-biu*.

The weapons had been consecrated by the Heavenly Gang Great Saint Method, the gunpowder was infused with collected Thunder Sha and Heavenly Gang righteous Qi, and the bullet heads were Pure Silver Crosses consecrated by Yeh Teachings and soaked in holy water.

This kind of power, when fired, achieved an effect of 1+1 > 2.

There were even hand grenades, rocket launchers, and grenade launchers that had been blessed...

It was unknown where this group of Daoists had gotten them, or if they had opened some arms dealer channel.

A burst of fire shot into the sky; even the Black Goat felt it couldn't withstand it. The blood-colored sky screen was suppressed by the firepower and collapsed significantly, and the witch's shadow magic and transformation spells were suppressed to the extreme by these Heavenly Gang Thunder Fires.

It was just that the destructive power was immense; not only could it deal with demons, but it could also deal with ordinary people.

The local residents on the street were all shouting "God bless" and hiding in their basements, fearing they would be blown to death.

Fortunately, the Daoists were only bombing the demons and not the residential houses; they only shattered some door and window glass, though the road damage was quite severe.

Seeing that the Tongtian Temple Daoists had already held them off, Hong Xiuquan's true self waited for the rabbit, fighting the three-headed hellhound, and secretly sold a flaw. Hannibal the Old Demon saw the flaw, so he shuttled through the Dharma Realm and took out his butcher's knife to assassinate him.

A sharp blade appeared out of nowhere, about to be inserted into Hong Xiuquan's lower back.

However, the next moment, Hong Xiuquan's face shifted to the back of his head, and a pair of arms grew out from his armpits facing backward. The Cross Holy Sword appeared out of thin air, and he uttered a spell from the Bible: "I will use wisdom, courage, faith, and perseverance to drive the devil out of Christ, forever, and not let it wreak havoc here."

The Holy Sword pierced Hannibal's heart, but it did not kill him. Enduring the pain, he bit down on Hong Xiuquan with an arm transformed from an Abyss Demon Worm; the Abyss Demon Worm possessed the power of devouring and was extremely fierce.

But the wings burning with holy blood pushed the demon worm away.

"Submit to God, devil!"

The holy blood stored in the holy artifact John's Baptism, using the cross sword as a bridge, entered the devil's heart like a blood-red snake spirit, and starting from the heart, washed and purified the Demon God power within Hannibal's body.

The threat of death plunged Hannibal into fear, because he didn't know when he would resurrect next time. Even if a Demon God does not die, when resurrecting, most of the accumulation and memories of this lifetime would be lost, and because he was killed by a holy artifact, he might even fall from the Demon God realm, requiring another Demon God Ritual to enter it again.

"No, you cannot kill me! I have no grudge against you; I can even cooperate with you to preach. Without the devil, how can God's correctness be reflected? I can swear to both Satan and God at the same time to become your servant and never resist your orders!"

"My target is a shriveled Daoist charlatan mummy; he has the power of resurrection. As long as I consume him, I can obtain forbidden power!"

Hearing this, Hong Xiuquan showed some interest, but the next moment, Xu Jia appeared beside him and said with a smile to Hannibal the Old Demon: "Old friend, the pickle jar from back then wasn't enough to seal you, was it?"

Hong Xiuquan then restrained himself a little.

Xu Jia pointed at it, and the devil's heart was extracted, falling into John's Baptism, shrinking many times over, and sticking to the cup, turning into a golden heart pattern.

"This heart is compatible with the holy artifact. As long as there is sufficient faith, it can accelerate the production of holy blood. At the same time, because this heart remains in the human world, the Demon God will not resurrect. If someone wants to resurrect him, they must snatch the heart from you."

Having said that, Xu Jia used his finger as a sword and cut off Hannibal's other body parts one by one, including the Abyss Demon Worm.

He specifically sealed the head, which contained Hannibal's Primordial Spirit and was rich in Demon God Divine Nature. Although the Demon God was an evil god, it could be used for the enrichment of evil thoughts and resentment, thereby making other places appear more like a Pure Land, just like the Death Gate or Ghost Gate among the Eight Gates. It could be used as the hub for "draining pollution and accepting Sha" to construct a Blessed Land.

As for the Abyss Demon Worm, this kind of worm was also rarely seen; it was a demon worm captured by the Satanic Church Leader from the depths of Hell, skilled in devouring, parasitizing, and transforming. If it appeared on the material plane, it could even form a demon disaster.

Perhaps it could be used to refine Gu, or some other heterodox items; the power would surely be great.

As for other parts, one could continue to extract the Demon God's demonic nature according to the method used last time of grinding his arm with a bluestone millstone.

Last time, when constructing the Lushan Five Hells Array, only four disciples were given a joint Gou-die.

With these parts, the flesh and blood could be used to extract Demon God Divine Nature, allowing more disciples to pass the Five Prisons test and obtain a Gou-die.

The bones, skin, and even hair could be used to refine secret-side Magic Tools. Refining tools on that side all used bones, skin, and the like; although evil, they were indeed immensely powerful.

There was nothing good left here, so one could only use the Demon God to refine magic weapons on the spot, thus using demons to control demons and using war to sustain war.

The Black Goat and the Satanic Witch, seeing Hannibal in such a miserable state, were both shocked: "Run!"

They immediately exerted twelve percent of their strength, crushed Hong Xiuquan's Squid Venerable and Robe Venerable incarnations, turned into two black shadows, and fled into the Dharma Realm.

Xu Jia did not chase after them; he had to preserve his own strength. The Golden Body and Dharma Power also needed incense faith to maintain, and it was not his own true physical body that could be continuously cultivated. Dharma Power was used up a little at a time, and he still had to rely on disciples and followers to go out and fight.

The blood-colored eyes in the sky dissipated, and the blood-colored portal closed.

Hong Xiuquan's angel form also dissipated, his Primordial Spirit returned to his body, and a sense of weakness made both his eyelids start to tremble.

Yeh Teachings did not cultivate nature or life; it was purely a god-worshiping and god-possession religion, borrowing the power of gods and holy artifacts. Xu Jia pushing the waves and adding to the flames consumed a large amount of his Primordial Qi. If he could not replenish it, his lifespan would be greatly reduced. Just this one instance of an angel descending to deal with a Demon God reduced his lifespan by at least twenty years.

But it didn't matter; by cultivating carefully in the future and filling the deficit, he could still make up for seven or eight, or five or six out of ten.

(End of chapter)