Chapter 576: Wanzai Tears Spring, The Identity of Wudao Kuangtian

The sky had grown late.

The setting sun dipped below the horizon.

A sliver of the dying sun slowly descended behind Pori Peak, instantly cleaved in two by the peak's steep, blade-like silhouette. What a Pori Peak; it truly lived up to its name.

However, it is said that the origin of the name "Pori Peak" did not come from the mountain's terrain, but because several decades ago, an earth-shattering, miraculous event occurred at the summit, leading the villagers below to name it "Pori" (Sun-Breaking)...

At this moment, Yu Liancheng stood atop Pori Peak, standing tall against the wind with his hands clasped behind his back. His black robes fluttered, exuding the air of one who looks down upon the common people and gazes over the masses of heroes.

"Is there no passage?"

Yu Liancheng's brows furrowed slightly.

Under the sweep of his divine sense, he had not discovered any direct passage to the Wanzai Tears Spring.

He knew that the Heaven-Crying Scripture, which records all things, lay within the Wanzai Tears Spring inside the belly of Pori Peak.

In the original sequence of events, Bu Jingyun and the others were led by Wudao Kuangtian through a passage to enter the Tears Spring.

Perhaps that passage had been opened by Wudao Kuangtian himself.

But the time to retrieve the scripture had not yet arrived, or perhaps there were other ways to enter the Wanzai Tears Spring...

Regardless, there was currently no passage leading to the Tears Spring.

For others, wanting to chisel through the mountain to reach the interior might be a troublesome task. But for Yu Liancheng, it was merely a matter of spending a little extra effort.

"Since that is the case, let this seat open a passage leading to the Wanzai Tears Spring." Yu Liancheng cast his gaze toward his feet, and strands of force poured from his legs into the ground. Once this energy merged with the earth, it instantly transformed into the sharpest Sword Qi, possessing the power to sever all things.

Ni Pusa and Bu Jingyun only felt the ground trembling slightly; apart from that, there were no other disturbances.

"Alright, you two be careful."

Before long, Yu Liancheng withdrew his energy unhurriedly. The seemingly solid ground had actually developed countless cracks and fractures within. His divine sense also probed the existence of the Wanzai Tears Spring through this shattered passage.

The next moment, he tapped his toe lightly against the ground. With a "Boom—", the ground seemed to be struck by thunder, breaking open a large hole. The three of them followed this hole, falling and falling, until they reached the belly of the mountain.

"Heh, so it really couldn't stop you?" A blood-colored figure watched this scene from afar, a strange smile tugging at the corner of his mouth: "Then, it is time for this seat to be the oriole behind the mantis."

The next moment, this blood shadow transformed into ethereal blood light, approaching Pori Peak in the blink of an eye and diving into a narrow crevice at the foot of the mountain.

The belly of Pori Peak was, shockingly, a vast and immense cavern.

In the cavern, there was a pool of water about ten zhang wide.

The cavern walls surrounding the pool bore countless traces left by flowing water. The emerald water lingered, resembling thousands upon thousands of tears sliding down eternally; it was no wonder this place was called the Wanzai Tears Spring.

And in the center of the Wanzai Tears Spring stood a half-zhang giant rock, surrounded by the pool water like an isolated Island.

Yu Liancheng's divine sense swept through the cavern, and a beam of Yanjing shot out abruptly. With a loud "Boom—" sound, one of the cavern walls of the Wanzai Tears Spring was shattered open.

An object flew out from within. Yu Liancheng reached out to catch it and looked down; it was a scroll of scripture, and on the scripture were written three exceptionally striking large characters—Heaven-Crying Scripture.

This was the legendary Heaven-Crying Scripture.

The Heaven-Crying Scripture that makes heaven and earth weep and ghosts and gods tremble.

And the first character that opened heaven and earth, the first character containing all secrets, was hidden within it. From ancient times to the present, only Cangjie, Sanzang, and Ni Pusa had ever seen it.

And they, too, had all obtained the power to discern all the secrets of heaven and earth.

Yu Liancheng did not attempt to open the Heaven-Crying Scripture, only gently stroking the Heaven-Crying with his hand, as if caressing a lover's skin, gentle to the extreme.

A moment later, a long, soft sigh escaped him.

With a burst of energy from his palm, the Heaven-Crying Scripture flew toward Bu Jingyun.

"Jingyun, open it."

Bu Jingyun caught the Heaven-Crying Scripture, his expression cold and indifferent.

He was a man of extreme loneliness, the best candidate to open the Heaven-Crying Scripture.

Of course, anyone who opens the Heaven-Crying will also suffer a curse... a curse of being unable to live and unable to die.

Yu Liancheng had told Bu Jingyun about this curse.

Yet Bu Jingyun remained cold, showing no reaction.

To him, ever since his stepfather Huo Butian passed away, he had been suffering the curse of being unable to live and unable to die every single moment.

Therefore, he opened the Heaven-Crying without the slightest hesitation.

However, the moment Bu Jingyun opened the Heaven-Crying, a vast and vigorous blood aura flew out from the Tears Spring, burning like fire, resembling a flowing river of flame, with wisps of lightning coiling above the flames, carrying even more piercing power.

A palm reached out from within the blood-colored river.

In just an instant, it blasted Bu Jingyun away and snatched the Heaven-Crying Scripture into its hand.

"Haha, many thanks for opening the Heaven-Crying Scripture for me; this seat will not be modest."

From within the blood-colored river, a wild, arrogant laugh rang out—who else could it be but Wudao Kuangtian?

"From this day forward, this seat will control all the secrets of the world. Even the God who lives forever and never dies will have to bow and submit."

"Courting death!" Yu Liancheng let out a cold snort, waving his hand to strike out a fierce palm force containing true energy.

"Heh heh, Yu Liancheng, I will spare you this time. Once this seat obtains all the secrets, I will come back to deal with you."

Wudao Kuangtian did not have the pride of a God this time; he transformed into a streak of blood-colored silk, dived into a part of the Tears Spring, and escaped at an incredible speed.

Before long, Wudao Kuangtian had fled more than ten miles away from Pori Peak, hiding in a secret cavern. Only then did he stop, unable to wait to scan the Heaven-Crying Scripture.

And this book that could make heaven and earth weep.

Was finally seen by a fourth person.

Wudao Kuangtian's gaze scanned the Heaven-Crying Scripture rapidly.

In truth, the Heaven-Crying Scripture itself was not important; what was truly important was the one character recorded on the Heaven-Crying Scripture, that first pictographic character created by Cangjie.

This character possessed a strange magic that could cause the person who saw it to have their mind suddenly filled with infinite Xuanji, as if communicating with heaven and earth... which is to say, this person would control all the secrets of the past, present, future, and all under heaven.

The first page did not have it...

Wudao Kuangtian impatiently turned to the second page.

However, at the very instant he opened the second page, his entire body shuddered, and he suddenly felt a chill arise within him; a vast, malicious intent from heaven and earth surged toward him, and his body, composed of blood energy, actually developed the itching and pain that only mortals experience, surging over his entire body in an instant.

This was by no means poisoning; the moment he was created, he was immune to all poisons, and it was more like... in an instant, he had been struck by a bizarre curse, a bizarre curse that made one unable to live and unable to die.

Just as he was feeling anxious in his heart, the scene before his eyes suddenly underwent a world-shaking transformation.

It was no longer the slanting rays of the setting sun and the layered forests dyed in color, but a dark, gloomy cavern and the Wanzai Tears Spring.

More importantly, the Heaven-Weeping Scripture in his hand had already vanished.

"Many thanks for turning the pages of the Heaven-Weeping Scripture for me; I shall accept it without modesty." A voice with a hint of a smile rang out.

Wudao Kuangtian looked up, only to see Yu Liancheng with a smile that was not quite a smile, holding a scroll of opened scripture in his hand—was it not the "Heaven-Weeping Scripture"? As for Bu Jingyun and Ni Pusa nearby, they also revealed slight looks of surprise.

"This... this..."

Even as arrogant as Wudao Kuangtian was, he could not help but be completely stunned this time, failing to react to what exactly had happened before.

"It was merely a trivial illusion; otherwise, why do you think I was touching the Heaven-Weeping Scripture back and forth?" Yu Liancheng chuckled: "I originally thought such a simple illusion wouldn't be able to deceive you. It was precisely to use coercive means to make you open the Heaven-Weeping Scripture. Who knew that after you, this fellow, obtained the Heaven-Weeping, your mood would be too agitated, thus giving me an opportunity."

"Damn it!

"

After a long silence, Wudao Kuangtian let out an angry curse, not expecting that he had actually been schemed against by the other party.

Everything he had done before had completely served as a wedding dress for Yu Liancheng. His anger reached its peak, and furthermore, as long as he killed Yu Liancheng, it was not impossible to snatch back the Heaven-Weeping Scripture.

Therefore, he could no longer endure it.

The Heavenly Mad Blood Absolute circulated frantically, and strands of dense blood energy dispersed and expanded, filling the entire cavern in an instant. Even with the cultivation of Bu Jingyun and Ni Pusa, they immediately spat out blood, and the bones in their bodies nearly shattered.

"Die for me!"

At the same time, blood-colored ribbons shot out from Wudao Kuangtian's body, sweeping toward Yu Liancheng like two surging rivers of blood.

Divine light exploded in Yu Liancheng's eyes, and the Yanjing, propelled by Immeasurable Maha, blasted out; in an instant, the two blood-colored ribbons exploded, and the remaining force passed through Wudao Kuangtian's body.

Although this was his true form, it could turn into blood energy at any time, so he did not suffer any harm.

However, a trace of fear appeared in Wudao Kuangtian's eyes, and he blurted out: "This... this is the Yanjing, that old immortal's Yanjing!

"

"You know him?" Yu Liancheng captured Wudao Kuangtian's fear and raised an eyebrow: "Not only do you know him, but you also fear him?"

"Bullshit, I am not afraid of him." Wudao Kuangtian let out a roar, and strands of blood-colored ribbons continuously emerged from his blood-red body, lashing toward Yu Liancheng like a violent storm: "My Heavenly Mad Blood Absolute is now complete; no one can defeat me, and even the Long-lived Chang Sheng Bu Si Shen must die!"

Boom, boom, boom!

!

Compared to Heaven-Weeping, the words "Long-lived Chang Sheng Bu Si Shen" seemed to be able to enrage Wudao Kuangtian even more. The blood-colored ribbons were like a violent storm, and the entire mountain belly seemed to be suffering the bombardment of hundreds of bombs.

The stone walls shattered one after another, and the entire Pori Peak began to sway, the mountain body trembling violently.

It was as if this mountain peak was also about to be blasted to pieces because of Wudao Kuangtian's rage.

Rumble!

A deafening sound rang out, as if the God of Thunder from above the nine heavens was heavily beating a war drum, and the lingering sound of the drum continued, the thunderous roar like muffled thunder.

These sounds drowned out all the previous bombardment sounds.

Amidst the flying dust and smoke, the setting sun cast its rays into the Wanzai Tears Spring.

It turned out that under the frantic bombardment of the Heavenly Mad Blood Absolute, the cavern had ruptured, and the damage had spread to the entire Pori Peak.

Then, the upper half of Pori Peak collapsed with a roar, and countless fragments of stone poured down like a mudslide.

"Hahahaha, my Heavenly Mad Blood Absolute is unparalleled in the world; who can be my match?" Amidst the dust and smoke, Wudao Kuangtian first panted violently, clearly having consumed a great deal, and then followed up with a burst of wild laughter.

He believed that under the bombardment of his true self's ten percent power, no one could have survived.

Whether it was the former Chang Sheng Bu Si Shen or Yu Liancheng.

"I hope the Heaven-Weeping Scripture was made of special materials; otherwise, I fear it has already been ground into powder."

Just as Wudao Kuangtian was preparing to search for the Heaven-Weeping, that familiar voice rang out: "A fine Heavenly Mad Blood Absolute, the power is indeed not bad, but wanting to deal with me is nothing but wishful thinking."

In Wudao Kuangtian's incredulous eyes, three figures were revealed; they were none other than Yu Liancheng, Ni Pusa, and Bu Jingyun.

The three of them were actually completely unscathed!

"Could it be... could it be that I have fallen into an illusion again?"

Wudao Kuangtian stepped back twice, his expression astonished. If it were only Yu Liancheng who was safe and sound, that would be one thing, but the other two were also completely uninjured, which was somewhat inconceivable.

"Alright, it is time to settle things with you."

As soon as his words fell, he appeared in front of the blood-colored humanoid as if by teleportation, and as he raised his arm, amidst the cracking of thunder, a vast and long-lasting palm force poured down like a collapsing heavenly river.

The power of this palm was far more than just a notch above Yu Liancheng's previous strike.

Under this palm, a strong sense of alarm rose in Wudao Kuangtian's heart. Only then did he realize that the other party had been holding back all along and had only now brought out his true ability.

But this palm covered all directions, and there was nowhere to hide.

Wudao Kuangtian had no choice but to gather all his blood energy into his palms and blast it out frantically.

Boom!

The palms collided, and with a single "boom," the blood-colored humanoid transformed by Wudao Kuangtian was forcibly slammed into the ground, stone fragments splashing, creating a large pit as he sank deeply into it.

After a moment, blood energy permeated the large pit again, once more forming the figure of Wudao Kuangtian.

He laughed wildly: "What a rigid and fierce palm, but it is a pity that the endurance of my true self is absolutely incomparable to that of a clone. In heaven and on earth, no one can hurt me, because I am Heaven, the Heaven worshipped by all living beings for thousands of generations."

Yu Liancheng sighed: "You fellow, could you be the illegitimate son of the Long-lived Chang Sheng Bu Si Shen? Your head is so abnormal."

"You seek death!"

Wudao Kuangtian had forcibly withstood Yu Liancheng's strike, and his confidence became intense once again.

With a loud shout, his entire body's blood energy surged, and a blood-colored thunderbolt was condensed in his palm; using the thunder as a sword, he fiercely stabbed toward Yu Liancheng.

Yet Yu Liancheng's expression remained calm, and he did not dodge or evade at all.

Seeing the other party look down on him so much, Wudao Kuangtian frantically condensed his blood energy, and the blood-colored thunder in his hand permeated with an even more violent aura, intending to destroy everything before his eyes.

The blood-colored thunder drew near.

Closer and closer.

But Yu Liancheng remained motionless.

Even Bu Jingyun and Ni Pusa broke into a cold sweat for Yu Liancheng.

However, the moment the blood-colored thunder was about to touch Yu Liancheng, Wudao Kuangtian suddenly froze. His entire person seemed as if he had been struck by a immobilization spell.

"Ahhh!

"

The next moment, Wudao Kuangtian let out a miserable shriek.

From his eyes, ears, mouth, and nose, wisps of black Qi surged out wildly.

Under this black Qi, Wudao Kuangtian's aura rapidly withered, becoming unbearably weak, and his blood energy began to dissipate, revealing his original true form.

With a "bang," Wudao Kuangtian crashed to the ground.

"This... what kind of martial art is this..."

Wudao Kuangtian was on his last breath, as if only one final gasp remained.

"Since there is a God in this world, there is naturally a Demon," Yu Liancheng said calmly. "Demon Saves All Living Beings; the Demon has the Six Great Demon Crossings, and this is one of the Six Great Demon Crossings: the Death Crossing."

The Death Crossing.

It devours all vitality and power.

With that previous palm strike, Yu Liancheng did not seek to crush Wudao Kuangtian, but rather to send the Death Crossing into his body, letting this "death energy" capable of annihilating all things dissolve the power of his blood energy.

"Right, let me tell you one more piece of news. God is also dead, dead by my hand. Though beneath the Yellow Springs, perhaps you won't be able to see him for the time being..."

"Haha... haha... so that old monster is dead too... hahahaha... died well... died well..."

After speaking these last few words, Wudao Kuangtian's head tilted to the side, and he finally ceased to breathe. The last wisp of blood energy lingering on his face also dissipated completely.

And upon seeing that pale face after the blood energy had scattered.

Yu Liancheng was slightly dazed.

Bu Jingyun's figure trembled.

This face... this face actually...

It was exactly the same as several of the dead Gods in the Shen Mu, and it was surprisingly similar to Bu Jingyun; or rather, when Bu Jingyun grew for another dozen years or so, his face would overlap with this one.

Could this also be a peerless genius born once every hundred years from the Bu Clan God Race?