Chapter 874: Walking in the Chaos Void

Lü Jing Tian was squeezed into silence by Tang Luo's casual words; the key point was he didn't dare make a scene.

Medical trouble? Daring to act wildly and roll on the ground, Tang Luo would directly twist his head off — the kind that wouldn't resurrect.

He could only keep a dark face and look around.

Let alone neutral Fate Holders, even those who counted as his people averted their gazes one after another at this time, having no further contact with Lü Jing Tian.

No choice; if a group of people really got stirred up, they also wouldn't be afraid to shout a few insults at this Tang Xuanzang.

The law does not punish the multitude. Let's see you kill us all if you can!

But right now no great momentum has formed? No one dares to be the bird that sticks its head out at this time. They would die.

The maximum protest they can make is giving up this chance to strip their Fate, and the other party doesn't care at all.

Don't look at him eating Fate (Fragments) one after another non-stop; the feeling he gives is actually just like snacking.

Whether he eats or not doesn't matter.

Must admit, From Heart's move this time was very correct, because if they dared make trouble, Tang Luo really would convert them all.

"Go!"

Lü Jing Tian turned and left, whoosh, taking a batch of people with him.

Not every God-Demon Walker present is a Fate Holder; although Fate Holders account for the majority among the strong, spread across all God-Demon Walkers, Fate Holders are the minority.

Most of those who left with Lü Jing Tian and the others were non-Fate Holders.

Quite a few Fate Holders, even Lü Jing Tian's people, chose to stay; this wasn't betrayal.

Even if they couldn't decide for a moment whether to strip their Fate, they at least wanted to make an appointment with Tang Luo for next time; with an appointment there's still a chance later.

Lest they miss this village and lose this shop.

On this Tang Luo appeared very easy to talk to. Everyone who said "definitely next time," Tang Luo agreed to them one by one.

But when this "next time" actually is, that's up to Tang Luo to decide.

Tang Luo currently plans to return after completing the next mission, then have Kong Ming and the others send a notification.

Gather them up and resolve them all at once; after that he won't unconditionally help strip Fate anymore.

At that time collecting some healing items and such, Tang Luo won't have to truly become a savior of the suffering, a Great Compassion Guanyin Bodhisattva.

Next, Tang Luo simply gathered all Fate Holders willing to strip their Fate today, grasped the Xuan Bian Sword, and with a casual swing, unleashed Thousand Hands Cannot Defend.

Sword light flashed; all were converted.

Over a hundred Fate Fragments emerged; the scene could be called grand and spectacular, then came the consecration to save people.

The whole process of first physical conversion, consecration to save people — merit power rose and fell, basically not much change, just slightly consumed a portion.

But the gained Fate Fragments were enough to offset the healing effect of this portion of merit power, and far exceed it.

Roughly seventy percent of Fate Holders were stripped of Fate by Tang Luo.

Of the remaining thirty percent, ten percent had already agreed with Tang Luo: definitely next time.

Another twenty percent, of the Lü Jing Tian sort, out of various considerations, chose to give up this rare opportunity.

What if he's lying? What if Tang Xuanzang does something to kill them?

Those stripped of Fate were not limited to Huaxia's Fate Holders; other regions' were not few either.

Tang Luo treated all equally.

After complete stripping and consecration to save people, the crowd of former Fate Holders including the other God-Demon Walkers did not leave.

Right now there's still a most important "appraisal segment" — determine which Fates have problems, which don't.

Can serve as reference to some extent.

Originally Tang Luo planned to eat them all in one go, but since everyone has this need, he doesn't refuse.

One by one, he slowly ate them up.

"Saint Seiya Fate, this Fate of yours is very strong according to the setting." Tang Luo ate the Fate Fragment, "Hmm, this Fate has no problem."

That person instantly beat his chest and stamped his feet in regret — a loss!

"Thor Fate, this poor monk remembers previously converting a Thor; this Fate has a problem."

"Jack the Ripper Fate, huh? Such a weak Fate actually has a problem too."

"What, you say you're an Ultraman Fate? Then can you transform? Can you still transform now? If you can't transform, isn't that completely useless? And do you have a transformation device?"

"Oh, even with the Fate you couldn't fully transform, only giantize and strengthen. Then it's fine; your Fate has no problem."

"Pirate, Wang Lufei Fate, no problem; from now on you can properly go to sea."

"Xiang Yu Fate, no problem; what a pity."

"Yuan Tiangang Fate, has a problem, and this hidden will is quite strong."

Tang Luo incarnated as a divine doctor, confirming one by one whether Fates were harmful, watching the joy, dejection, or feigned joy and dejection of the many former Fate Holders — also quite interesting.

Spent a bit of time, thoroughly completing this large-scale Fate stripping surgery.

This Walker Conference also formally concluded.

Some people left; some stayed hoping for a few more transactions while a pile of big shots were present — not trading with the big shots.

But with big shots nearby, all kinds of transactions can be more fair and just.

Two days later, all God-Demon Walkers finally dispersed.

On the Dragon King, Tang Luo lay on a deck chair on the deck, wearing sunglasses, a sun umbrella propped up, blocking the vicious sunlight.

Not far ahead, An An was sparring with Nie Zheng, one using a sword, two axes brandished with tiger-like vigor.

Black airflow swirled around like a whirlwind; An An wasn't much affected by the Fate stripping.

Rather, Li Suibian not far away sat there with a constipated expression. He had the Wine Sword Immortal Fate, a harmless Fate; after stripping, his strength dropped to an acceptable range.

Just not used to it, feeling everything was off.

Beside him Kong Ming was fishing, enjoying leisure time; after stripping his Fate, he no longer has to abide by the Zhuge Liang persona, devoting himself utterly until death... right?

In the sky, two afterimages, one red and one white, kept flashing into view — Ao Yulie and Tang Yuhan.

Practicing their evasion skills a little.

In the ship's main hall, Zhu Bajie and Daoist Chi Jing were discussing array-related matters.

On the Longwang's highest "Lookout Platform," Sun Wukong sat suspended in midair, one leg bent with his foot braced near the edge, hand resting on his knee.

The other leg dangled, swinging idly, gazing into the distance.

On the azure sea, the Longwang sailed silently, cleaving the water's surface; the atmosphere was quiet and peaceful.

Everyone was enjoying this quiet as well.

Such is the meaning of a harbor in the real world.

Kongming and the others disagreed with Lu Jingtian, even stopping their various radical actions; one reason was to maintain a harbor like this.

Of course, from Lu Jingtian's perspective, that was stubbornness, conservatism, lack of enterprise, even rot and backwardness.

But think a little deeper.

You'll find that Kongming and the others' actions actually conform to the rules of the God-Demon Game.

Don't forget — the God-Demon Game itself restricts gods and demons from running amok in the real world.

Doing this may not bring any benefit, but it absolutely won't bring any harm.

Constantly testing the edge of courting death — sooner or later you'll actually succeed in courting death.

The Longwang "drifted" on the sea for three days; everyone relaxed and rested for three days before disembarking separately.

"Right, Master, should we 'summon' Nezha and Wu Tian?" Zhu Bajie asked.

"True enough."

Sun Wukong and Yang Jian hadn't yet met these two old acquaintances with whom they shared deep ties.

He took out the Summoning Heart; as time passed, the "energy" accumulated inside on its own had become quite abundant, enough to splurge a bit.

Tang Luo's divine sense sank into the Summoning Heart; the scene before him shifted.

The chaotic void beyond the realm still churned like a turbulent flow; points of light flickered. Confirming the world where Nezha and Sun Wu Tian were, he "searched" for Nezha first.

"Has your body grown back?" Tang Luo's voice abruptly appeared beside Nezha's ear.

"Something happened."

Nezha spoke in an extremely calm tone, saying words that stunned Tang Luo.

"Huh? What happened?" Tang Luo's posture slumped on the sofa changed; he sat up straight.

Over there Sun Wukong and the other two, plus Xiaotian Dog, all reacted at once, looking toward Tang Luo.

A moment later, Tang Luo stood up: "Looks like we need to acquire the sacrificial offerings."

Something major happened in Nezha's world.

That world originally had a Heavenly Court and Lingshan's Great Thunderclap Temple, built by old acquaintances from the Mountains and Seas Realm — Tang Luo's enemies.

After Tang Luo and the others left, the old grievances naturally vanished completely.

The people are dead; the grudges naturally cease.

Nezha and Sun Wu Tian stayed there — one to heal, one unable to let go of the monkey and his monkey descendants.

Sun Wu Tian even played at being "Wu Tian Buddha Ancestor"; this world's heaven-and-earth Qi was quite rich, so staying there suited them perfectly.

The turn of events occurred ten years ago in that world.

Ten years ago, Qin Guang Wang of the Ten Yama Kings descended.

His purpose: to seize the副册 of the Book of Life and Death from Nezha's hands.

The 副册 was placed with Nezha by Tang Luo so the remnant souls of Heibai Wuchang inside could recover a shred of sentience sooner.

Of course, by now whether Heibai Wuchang are lucid or not, whether they can provide intel, isn't especially important anymore.

The things that needed understanding, Tang Luo has basically learned.

The most core matters — the whereabouts of Tathagata and the others, what they're doing, the origin of the God-Demon Game and their connection to it.

These aren't things Heibai Wuchang could know either.

Whether these two entangled remnant souls can recover is just up to fate.

Yet unexpectedly, this Book of Life and Death 副册 drew some people's attention.

Nezha was injured, and with Sun Wu Tian they could match Qin Guang Wang. But soon, several more of the Ten Yama Kings likewise descended, bringing vast numbers of ghost soldiers of considerable strength.

In that case, it was no longer something Sun Wu Tian and Nezha could contend with.

After all, neither had any intention of building power in that world — just playing at mortal life.

Lingshan and Huaguo Mountain were destroyed; Sun Wu Tian and Nezha separated, life or death unknown.

Nezha himself was already whole, but his injuries remained severe; he's currently hiding and healing.

The Book of Life and Death 副册 hasn't been lost from his possession.

The pursuit and killing continue.

"Qin Guang Wang — not the original one, right?" Ao Yulie asked.

"No, but Nezha said Ox-Head is." Tang Luo said.

"Waiting for what? Let's go!" Sun Wukong was raring to move; his Golden Cudgel was already itching for action.

"The time hasn't come." Zhu Bajie said.

Not much time has passed since their last mission — just over a month.

Tang Luo's group now has longer mission intervals; normally at least two months before the next mission, three or four months isn't impossible either.

"What a hassle!" Sun Wukong was a bit irritable.

As a monkey, even after becoming a Buddha he still couldn't stay idle.

A clear-hearted, desire-free, steady-as-Mount-Tai Sandalwood Merit Buddha Sun Wukong? Doesn't exist.

No wonder the Tathagata's treatment of his injuries was also a Five-Finger Mountain pressing down — if this guy wasn't "pressed to death," his wounds wouldn't heal and he'd be bouncing around everywhere.

"You acquire the sacrificial offerings; I'll go look around," Tang Luo said.

"Master, you're leaving?" The few of them were all somewhat surprised.

Tang Luo nodded: "With my current strength, I can stay in the Out-of-Boundary Chaos for a very, very long time, continuously using the Summoning Heart to locate — there's a chance I'll successfully reach Nezha and the others' world."

"Even if I don't find it, once you get the sacrificial offerings, we can change the mission location then and rendezvous — it counts as a two-pronged approach."

"I'm coming too," Sun Wukong said.

"No, your injuries haven't healed," Tang Luo directly refused.

Unlike him now, for Sun Wukong to rashly enter the Out-of-Boundary still carried some risk.

Not that it meant death, but in that environment, one careless moment would aggravate his injuries, rendering all previous efforts wasted.

"Aaaah, so troublesome!" Sun Wukong irritably clawed at his hair, ruining his own Saiyan hairstyle.

"Don't be anxious; me going and me going together with you makes no difference. It's just a single staff-strike's matter for you," Tang Luo said, "Anyway, I have the Summoning Heart, I can contact you anytime."

"Fine, then I'll go acquire the sacrificial offerings first, might as well find a few extra," Zhu Bajie said.

Next time they're useful they can be used directly.

Matters were quickly settled; Tang Luo would leave first, continuously locating via the Summoning Heart's display, trying to reach that world sooner.

With good luck, he could find Nezha even earlier.

Zhu Bajie and the rest would wait here for the next mission — the advantage being stability, a hundred percent chance of arrival.

When the mission opens, even if Tang Luo is still lost in the time-space chaos of the Out-of-Boundary, he'll appear in the mission world together with them.

The God-Demon Game couldn't possibly only pull people from within a world.

Without the ability to also pull those in the Out-of-Boundary into the mission world, the God-Demon Game might as well pack it in.

During this period, Tang Luo can use the Summoning Heart to contact the others anytime.

The others, however, have no way to actively contact Tang Luo.

The Gray Mist doesn't have that kind of cross-boundary chatting ability.

Having settled the not-quite-a-plan plan, Tang Luo walked outside, stepped upward once, and instantly vanished without a trace — faintly, lotus petals drifted down and disappeared.

Appearing outside Earth, Tang Luo glanced at the azure planet beneath his feet; this place naturally didn't belong to the Out-of-Boundary, but to the In-Boundary.

The concept of the Real World, to other God-Demon Walkers, might just be Earth.

At most add a moon — Chi Jing Daoren should be able to run to the moon.

But in reality, the Real World's size is much larger; the entire solar system belongs to the Real World, and beyond that there's still a very long distance.

Only truly reaching the "depths" of the dark universe counts as entering the Out-of-Boundary.

At this time, the surrounding dark universe is no longer simply darkness, cold, and solitude.

Countless terrifying forces form turbulent currents, constantly battering everything in the Out-of-Boundary; nothing exists here, only a dangerous chaotic void.

Right now Tang Luo walks in this chaotic void, expression calm, the hair and clothes on his body occasionally fluttering.

Revealing that the surrounding environment isn't as quiet and peaceful as it appears on the surface.