Trumpets sounded and drums thundered.
The sky was filled with chariots as huge as mountains, towed by pegasus that were either fat like pigs or skinny like monkeys. The wheels rubbed against the void, pulling up long sparks and causing dazzling streaks of lightning. As fast as the wind, they rushed towards the place where Lu Yu and Monk Sanzang were confronting each other.
On a giant chariot, Lord Dayi was sweating profusely. His whole body was emitting high temperatures, and a white cloud of sweat was floating above his head. His skin became like a red-hot iron plate, and sweat gushed out from his pores. Just as it slid a few inches on his skin, it turned into wisps of white steam with a hiss.
Originally, Lord Dayi was also a brave, passionate, warlike and fearless general of the Heavenly Court. He once risked his life to accompany the Great Emperor Taichu, and went through life and death in the war to destroy the Holy Land of Nalanda. He accumulated merits and achieved his current status.
However, the current Lord Dayi has been guarding Wangchuan for too long. The generous salary, the huge profits brought by drawing empty salaries, and a lot of bad habits developed from doing nothing have turned him into a vicious, treacherous, cruel, brutal, and ruthless villain who exploits the people at will!
Now, he has completely forgotten how brave and warlike he was in the past. He is like a pot-bellied country rich man, patting his fat belly, thinking frantically, and pondering how to deal with the current situation.
If he had not been afraid of the Great Emperor Taichu, if he had not been afraid of the harsh punishment of the Heavenly Court, if he had not been afraid of the omnipresent Heavenly Patrol Divine Guards with eyes and ears all over the world, Lord Dayi would have fled long ago with his trusted guards and stayed far away.
The Buddhist rhythm released by Lu Yu and Monk Sanzang is so vast and surging, and the Buddhist power on them is so terrifying and heavy... This is not ordinary. After the collapse of the holy land of Nalanda, there were "casual Buddhist practitioners" who pretended to be "Buddhist practitioners", practiced some shabby and superficial Buddhist teachings, and then went around cheating people, even bullying men and women.
Such momentum, such strength, it can only be that the obsession has not been eliminated, the cause and effect have not been severed, and there is an extremely strong obsession in the heart. He used the terrible magical powers of Buddhism and forced himself out of the reincarnation. After struggling for countless generations of reincarnation, he finally crawled back. This is a "real" Buddhist power.
The Heavenly Palace had been established for countless years. But every now and then, every long period of time, there would always be three or five "real" Buddhist masters who would come out from nowhere and stab the weak spot of the Heavenly Palace.
As far as Dayijun could remember, several old friends of his who were once as famous as him, who enjoyed high positions and held real power in the Heavenly Court, had perished in the past few "Buddha disasters", their souls were shattered and they would never be reborn!
The Heavenly Palace did not have the same magical powers and secret methods as the Buddhists. If the mighty and important officials of the Heavenly Palace fell, it would be a real fall... So far, no one has ever heard of any mighty person in the Heavenly Palace being beaten to ashes and then struggling to crawl back from the reincarnation.
Reincarnation, reincarnation, in this dimension of space, it is the private land of the great Buddhists. They don't know what they did there, there are always great Buddhists popping up, but no fallen master in heaven has ever been able to reappear in the world.
This is very scary.
Many times in the past, Dayijun squatted in Wangchuan, hugged the girls, drank fine wine, and happily watched the death of old friends one after another... Those guys enjoyed high positions and generous salaries, and had unlimited power in front of others, but he was guarding this desolate place of Wangchuan, which was no different from being in prison.
So, to be honest, when seeing those old friends fall, Dayijun felt happy about their misfortune and even complacent!
But today, those damn Buddhist practitioners actually appeared in his own territory.
"It's unjust, it's really unjust." Dayijun muttered to a few of his most trusted confidants, "Over the years, I haven't done anything to let down the Buddhist sect... Sometimes I even get tired of eating meat and fish, so I eat vegetarian food for a few days to clear my stomach."
"Being a vegetarian, how can you say that you have some connection with Buddhism?"
"I haven't done anything harmful to the world in these years in Wangchuan... I just consume 300,000 to 500,000... cough cough, 150,000 to 160,000... cough cough, 300,000 to 500,000 untouchables every year... Is this considered a thing?"
Lord Dayi looked at his confidants with a bitter face and said, "Later, I will charge ahead, and you will squat behind. Don't move forward... If I succeed in the battle and gain the upper hand, you will wave your flags and shout, and use your magical powers to record the majestic scene of me killing people everywhere. I will take it to the emperor for him to enjoy."
"If, I mean, in case...if, there is such a possibility...I am no match for those Buddhist thieves...then, I will vomit blood and retreat, and then faint...When you see me faint, don't make a fuss or talk too much."
Lord Dayi reached out and took out a white-gold talisman wrapped with strands of blazing divine light, and quickly stuffed it into the hands of a confidant: "This is the 'Cosmic Light Escape Talisman' that I bought from Taimei Heaven at a high price. It was made by the Great Emperor Taimei himself... Among the three Great Emperors Taichu, Taimei, and Taiyi, the Great Emperor Taimei is absolutely the best in terms of the speed of escaping light... The talisman he made by hand is a good thing to save your life."
"Remember, when I am knocked unconscious, I will fly backwards. You grab me and quickly activate the magic talisman to escape. Go straight to the Heavenly Palace. Don't go anywhere else."
"What a damn rule... I am the commander guarding Wangchuan River. Even with my talisman in hand, I cannot actively activate it to escape. I must fight to the death and hold on until reinforcements arrive... By the time reinforcements arrive, we have no idea how many times we will have died."
"I can't activate the talisman, but you can. Remember, don't hesitate, don't hesitate, catch me, and go now!"
Dayijun gave numerous instructions and warnings to several of his confidants, repeating his orders over and over again.
Several of his confidants nodded desperately, their heads almost falling off their necks. Only then did Dayijun breathe a sigh of relief. He looked up and saw that not far away, half of the world was filled with Buddha's light and auspicious aura, while the other half was filled with mountains of corpses and seas of blood, with countless wronged souls...
At the core of the two halves of heaven and earth were two huge monks with dignified and majestic appearances.
Well, it was indeed a big monk wearing a monk's robe and attire. Although Lu Yu had grown his hair and tied it into a bun, looking at his demeanor, he was a thief monk who had crawled back from the cycle of reincarnation, solved the mystery of his womb, and taken back all the Buddha power, supernatural powers, secret techniques, and insights that he had accumulated in countless previous reincarnations!
"It's not fair!" Lord Dayi muttered, "We have practiced carefully, and we don't know how many years of hard work it took for us to improve our skills a little bit...but these monks, as soon as they have a brain storm, they will become Buddhas on the spot, pick up knives and come straight to us to attack us."
"These thieves... are top-notch desperadoes!" Dayijun shook his head and sighed, not knowing whether to praise or criticize. He shook his hand and shot out the apricot blossom spring rain dreaming robe he had just made, which turned into a pink flame floating above his head, and then shouted at Lu Yu and Monk Sanzang: "You thieves, you are the remnants of the Nalanda Temple? Since you have escaped with your lives by chance, why don't you cherish them and run back to die instead?"
"You all know that the Heavenly Court today..."
Dayijun couldn't finish his words because Monk Sanzang pointed at him.
No wind, no shadow, no sound, no breath... With Lord Dayi's great emperor-level cultivation, Lord Dayi is definitely one of the strongest among the great emperor-level beings in the Supreme Primordial Heaven. However, with his cultivation, his strength, and the use of several imperial weapons and treasures on his body, he was unable to detect the origin of Monk Sanzang's finger.
It seemed as if nothing had happened, but the next moment, Dayijun's shadow moved.
Several two-dimensional figures, all in pitch black, emerged from the shadow of Dayi-kun. Looking at the outline of the shadows, they were clearly young girls... They silently stretched out their arms, and their arms were extremely long, and in an instant they became dozens of feet long, like ropes that entangled the souls of the dead, and quickly wrapped around Dayi-kun's body.
Dayijun shuddered with fear. He didn't expect that Monk Sanzang could attack him from such a distance.
He hurriedly shouted at several of his confidants around him: "This level of battle is not something you can get involved in. Retreat... retreat... retreat... leave your bodies useful so that you can continue to be loyal to the emperor in the future!"
What high-sounding and loyal words these are!
Several confidants let out long hoarse howls and turned away one by one… They were all old men who had followed Dayijun to participate in the battle that year. Their cultivation was not yet at the level of the Great Emperor, but they were all top existences among the Great Heavenly Lords. Each of them had opened up 480 million acupoints and their cultivation was filled to the brim.
However, the Heavenly Court restricted the emergence of the new emperor.
Not only the Heavenly Court, but also Taimi Heaven, Taiyu Heaven, and even Guixu and other major forces hidden behind the scenes are all secretly restricting the emergence of new emperors. If someone shows that he wants to be promoted to the emperor, there will always be interference from both overt and covert sources.
Just like King Qiu Gui did in the past, he could secretly raise a private army, find an unnoticed path, slaughter all the competitors on this path, successfully condense the Emperor's Seal Fruit, and thus break through the threshold of the Great Emperor.
As for these guys who were loyal to the Heavenly Court, they dared not move or even think without the order of the Great Emperor Taichu... Therefore, countless years had passed, and their cultivation level was still the same as it was back then. It was nothing more than that they had practiced a few more fancy magical powers and a few more skills to save their lives.
Several people fled backwards in a hurry, and their speed was surprisingly not slow.
However, they escaped quickly, and Monk Sanzang's finger was even more mysterious... There was also a dark shadow emerging from the scattered figures of several confidants, stretching out its arms and wrapping around their bodies.
The whole body of Dayijun was burning with dazzling flames, emitting a scorching, suffocating, and violent heat with a strong smell of blood.
At this moment, in the perception of everyone, Dayijun had turned into a red-hot iron - and it was an iron that had tortured and killed countless criminals and entangled countless wronged souls!
The next moment, the black shadows that emerged from the shadow of Lord Dayi spurted out traces of blood-colored flames from their fingertips. Chilly and piercing, with overwhelming resentment, these evil flames that were completely out of the scope of the Supreme Primordial Heavenly Fire Avenue were sprayed like fireworks and quickly landed on Lord Dayi's shadow.
These blood-colored flames come from 'outside the Great Dao' and are not subject to 'rules'!
Lord Dayi looked at these blood-colored flames. As a great man who had practiced the Way of Fire Punishment, he could not feel any power from these cold and piercing blood-colored flames. He even judged that if he was given a similar blood-colored flame weighing 30,000 to 50,000 kilograms, he could swallow it in one gulp!
"You insignificant people... bald thief, is this all you have got?" Dayijun laughed wildly, and the long-lost heroism, bloodiness, and bravery surged out of his heart and quickly spread throughout his body, making his body and courage swell rapidly.
"Let me teach you how to play with fire!"
Lord Dayi laughed wildly, his eyes spewing fire. He stared at Monk Sanzang and said sternly, "Look at you, a monk, you are still so tender and delicate... Hehe , I must capture you and give you a good beating... Hmm, what method should I use? Burning iron? Brazier? Iron plate? Volcano?"
"Oh my, it's so hard to imagine. These methods were used in the past!" Dayijun shook his head in distress.
Then, he was horrified to find that his own shadow was actually burning.
How can a shadow burn?
Even though Dayijun, who had practiced the 'Great Way of Fire Punishment' and had extraordinary attainments in the 'Great Way of Fire', one of the most basic five elements that constitute the universe, was stunned. He stared blankly at his own burning shadow, which was already several feet high in red flames. Countless black evil thoughts suddenly arose in his mind.
As long as he can remember...
How many years did Dayijun live?
He himself had forgotten it.
He even forgot when the Heavenly Palace was established.
Since he could remember, he began to practice, met the Great Emperor Taichu, and went from being a stranger to an acquaintance, from an acquaintance to a brother, from a brother to a subordinate, and then went on to fight in all directions, and finally attacked the sacred land of Nalanda, took control of the power of heaven and earth of the Supreme Taichu Heaven, and established the Heavenly Court... Then, he, the "most trusted brother", was given an important task, sitting in the Wangchuan River, strictly guarding against the remnants of Buddhism from making a comeback...
For countless years, he has been sitting in the Forgotten River for countless years.
Add to that all the experiences before... countless years, incalculable years, years measured in catastrophes... fighting, killing... endless fighting and killing... at first it was to survive... then to live better... later someone violated my dignity... and now, there is no reason, just for pure enjoyment, to vent the loneliness and boredom brought by the boring years...
Killing, endless killing, countless killing.
God knows how many people he killed.
At this moment, his mind seemed to have turned into a stinking, filthy cesspool, with countless dirty thoughts turning into dark shadows emerging from his mind. In each thought, there was a face as clear as a living person... It was the face of the undead who were killed or tortured to death by Lord Dayi for various reasons and causes.
Among these people, probably one in ten thousand deserved to be put to death.
Two or three out of ten thousand people will end up dying.
There are about ten thousandths of these people whom Dayijun and he met by chance. They have no grudges against each other, but because of various misunderstandings, various conflicts arise. So, everyone uses their own methods, and they fall at the hands of Dayijun, and no one has anything to say.
As for the remaining majority of people, after Lord Dayi gained control of the greatest power and strength, they killed endlessly. They killed for merit, for certain possibilities, or even directly for their own selfish desires...
All the undead souls caused by the killings rose up from the mind of Lord Da Yi. They smiled at Lord Da Yi and shouted Lord Da Yi's name in unison. Every time they shouted Lord Da Yi's name in unison, they shouted their own names in unison, using the sounds of crying, laughing, sadness, anger... all kinds of emotions, including the cruel and horrible sounds that were unbearable to hear.
For a moment, Dayijun's mind was filled with countless roars.
He could no longer generate any new ideas, and he could no longer make any new decisions. To outsiders, it seemed that when Dayi-kun's shadow suddenly caught fire, his body froze in place.
This finger of Monk Sanzang directly detonated all the "cause and effect", all the "sins", all the "blood debts", and all the "grudges" on Lord Dayi... While living in the world, even a saint cannot avoid making a few mistakes, bad things, and things that he will regret deeply.
And these things are cause and effect, involvement, sin, and the "fuel" that Monk Sanzang pointed out.
Monk Sanzang's secret method and magical power are not included in the "Dao system" of the Supreme Taichu Heaven.
Just like the 'non-heaven' named 'white woman' that he successfully refined, it was beyond the constraints of laws, not within the heaven and earth, and was a completely alien existence beyond the concepts and imaginations of ordinary people.
The red fire burned fiercely.
Lord Dayi's Dao was collapsing, his Fa was disintegrating, his body was ignited by the red flames, and countless dark shadows emerged from his figure, accompanied by the uniform roar in his mind, and continued to drill into Lord Dayi's body, happily devouring his flesh and blood, devouring his bone marrow, devouring his spirit, and even polluting his magic power, polluting his magical powers, and polluting his soul...
The sins accumulated by Lord Dayi, especially after he took charge of Wangchuan, are too serious.
This is the ultimate reckoning.
This is the final judgment.
Lu Yu widened his eyes, quietly watching the red flames rising from Dayijun's body, and the dark two-dimensional shadows that kept drilling into his body - these shadows were not living beings, nor were they dead objects. They did not exist in this world, nor in the past or future... They were just some alien concepts projected and generated in the long river of time, in the infinite universe, and in the dimensional diaphragms of each world because of Dayijun's sins.
Ordinary creatures and ordinary cultivators cannot even understand this concept.
Monk Sanzang not only understood it, but also mastered it. In this life's reincarnation, he even used a secret method to sacrifice all the living beings in Wanmiaotian in order to refine His prototype.
The sacrifice of countless lives, including his own...Finally, this magical power was achieved.
The emperor-level Lord Dayi even froze in place, allowing himself to be slaughtered by this secret method without any resistance.
Lu Yu looked at Monk Sanzang with a mixture of sadness and joy: "You, practiced this secret technique? Do you know that this is... a method of mutual destruction? You, will never, ever again..."
Monk Sanzang smiled at Lu Yu and said, "As Buddhist disciples, we should cultivate our next life... Next life... Next life... It is illusory, but in the hearts of Buddhist disciples, we know that as long as we grasp the authority of the heaven and earth, no matter what method we use; as long as we control the reincarnation of the world, no matter what means we use... As long as we hold great power, then reincarnation is expected."
"Because we know that we can reincarnate and start over again and again, we have the opportunity to start over again and again... So, we will occasionally give in step by step and tolerate again and again."
"Give in, tolerate; tolerate, give in. Even if a knife is placed on our necks, we will think, hey, isn't this life lived in vain? Then, how about the next life? Anyway, there is a chance in the next life, so we can be more tolerant, more merciful, more kind, more hesitant, and a little more soft-hearted, all of which are fine!"
"So, we lost. We lost again and again!"
"Even if the Three Lights Buddha wants to leave, who can kill him? Who can destroy him? If he is still alive, with his magical powers, how could our Nalanda Holy Land be destroyed in one day?"
"But, is it ridiculous? Just because Taichu, Taimi, and Taiyi threatened the lives of some ants, he stayed where he was and fought to the death with their endless army... Fighting to the death, he died!"
"Because, he also thinks, it doesn't matter, there is still a chance, we can come again... Reincarnation is in our hands, we can come again!"
Monk Sanzang glared at Lu Yu: "That's right, we can come again... We are the Buddha, we are the Great Emperor, we have infinite power, we can reverse fate, we can step into the reincarnation, treat the reincarnation as a small ditch, cross it again and again, play with it again and again... We have countless opportunities to come back!"
"But what about our disciples, let's count down, ten, a hundred, a thousand generations, or even younger generations? They don't have our magical powers, they don't have our great strength... When they die, they will truly vanish into thin air, reduced to ashes!"
"Do you still remember the founding disciple of your previous generation?"
"Do you remember your last disciple in your previous life?"
"Count back a hundred reincarnations, a thousand reincarnations, back to when you first started practicing, back to when you first entered Buddhism, those fellow Taoists who once walked side by side with you... or, companions... or, disciples..."
Monk Sanzang said softly, "There are so many disciples... I remember them all, everyone's appearance, everyone's Dharma name, everyone's habits... Even including that little thief monk Bujie. Every time he ate steamed buns, he didn't eat the bun skin, but only the bun core. For this matter, how many strokes did he receive from the Discipline Hall?"
"He is stupid, and his cultivation speed is the slowest among all my disciples!"
"He is the most filial one..."
Monk Sanzang sighed, "I remember them, I remember them completely... Every single one of them, their appearance, name, Dharma name, hobbies, habits... Even where they died, why they died, who killed them, how they were killed... I remember everything!"
"But it's useless!" Monk Sanzang smiled subtly, looking at the silent Lu Yu with a twinkling gaze: "They are all dead... They don't have our ability to climb out of the stinking pit of reincarnation again and again. So, they are dead. It's completely over!"
"So, I practiced this forbidden technique." Monk Sanzang smiled and pointed at the Heavenly Guards who were driving chariots from all directions. Then, countless dark shadows emerged from the shadows of these guards. Their sins, their crimes, their karma, and all their connections were burned. So, they stood stiffly on the chariots, no one could move. Their flesh, blood, spirit, soul, everything, was burning and being devoured.
"I practiced this forbidden technique, and I buried myself."
"Go ahead, no more."
"Now, no more."
"No more future!"
"We, as teachers, as ancestors, as seniors, as the helmsmen of the lineage of the Nalanda Holy Land, must be fair... Those disciples died so tragically, they all died... Then, we must be ruthless. Don't leave any room for ourselves."
Monk Sanzang pointed at his own dark shadow, which was a hundred times darker than Lu Yu's. "If I die this time, I will be reduced to ashes. I will never have the chance to reincarnate again!"
"I've done the worst."
“So, we have to go to a more extreme place to do it.”
"I will recreate this world... destroy everything, and then start all over again according to my will! Everything will be new, everything will be in accordance with my will, everything will conform to the will of my Buddhist sect, and everything will conform to the teachings of my Buddhist sect!"
Dayijun's face was distorted.
His Tao was struggling, his Fa was resisting, his soul was wailing and screaming, his fighting instinct was madly stimulating his spirit and flesh, he was slowly recovering from the burning of the red flame, he struggled, controlling the Apricot Blossom Spring Rain into the Dream Clothes, and fiercely enveloped the monk Sanzang.
The shadow of 'Feitian' flashed by Monk Sanzang.
The "Apricot Blossoms and Spring Rain in Dreams Robe" also ignited red flames. With a "hiss", this imperial weapon that Dayi Jun had spent many years and huge amounts of resources on, even spending most of his embezzled military pay and his fortune, finally succeeded in refining, just like a piece of the thinnest bamboo paper, it turned into a wisp of green smoke in the flames and dissipated.
"Your heart is moved!" Monk Sanzang suddenly laughed.
He pointed lightly at Lu Yu.
Around Lu Yu, the Buddha's light, auspicious aura, and all the upright Buddhist Dharmas collapsed. Lu Yu vomited blood, and awkwardly set up a Buddha's light and flew into the sky, escaping from the Wangchuan River.
The next moment, red flames enveloped the entire Wangchuan River.
Countless guards turned to ashes in the flames, along with all the living beings on the River Forgotten.
Countless two-dimensional humanoid black shadows slowly rose from the overwhelming red flames. They quietly floated in the air, quietly "looking" at the vast void in all directions.
"Boom!"
The great road of heaven and earth in the Supreme Primordial Heaven is like a boundless deep ocean.
The moment all the living beings in Wangchuan were refined, it was as if a meteorite with a diameter of trillions of miles fell from the sky and smashed heavily into the deep sea, causing huge waves!
In the vast Supreme Taichu Heaven, all the masters who were qualified to face the giant dragon image derived from the laws of the Dao and comprehend the mysteries of the Dao vomited blood, were so shocked that they almost fainted.