[Fantasy Martial Arts] The Legend of the Evil God (Complete) - 36

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Chapter Ten: The Evil God's Challenge

Ding Shenzhao never expected that, in the midst of the fierce battle, Ni Tianxie would make a move tantamount to suicide.

"Tianxie!!"

Although Ding Shenzhao took a step forward, he was completely unable to stop Ni Tianxie's unexpected action. How much of that scream was actually driven by worry, even he himself probably didn't know.

In the blink of an eye, Ni Tianxie's sword-like fingers were already pointing to his temples. With a "whoosh!" sound, countless blue rays of light shot out from his body, coiling like snakes, showing that he had indeed used all his strength in this self-inflicted stab. So, what would be the outcome of the "Sword of the Eternal World" against the "Heavenly Dao Sacred Armor," the strongest spear against the strongest shield?

After Ni Tianxie's counter-stab, the pain on his face gradually subsided. He let out a long breath, reopened his eyes, and his gaze fell on Ding Shenzhao with an incredibly complex expression.

"Why didn't you take advantage of the opportunity to strike? You clearly had a great chance to severely injure or kill me."

Why? Even Ding Shenzhao himself probably couldn't answer that question.

As he and his opponent clashed with their "ultimate" first strikes, Ding Shenzhao sensed that the sword energy emanating from Ni Tianxie was diminishing. A possibility he didn't want to believe, like an unavoidable shadow, quietly sprouted in his heart.

"Then why did you hold back against me?" Ding Shenzhao asked.

"Hold back?" Ni Tianxie's eyes widened in surprise, and after a long while, he seemed to understand something and chuckled, "So...you thought...hahaha..."

Ni Tianxie's laughter was unstoppable, even causing his entire body to tremble. Although Ding Shenzhao didn't understand, he was angered by the former's fickle attitude.

"What are you laughing at?"

"Hahaha... I'm laughing..." Ni Tianxie covered his face with his hands and laughed wildly, "I'm laughing because your naivety has remained unchanged from beginning to end. I really overestimated you!"

Ding Shenzhao's eyes widened, and he said angrily, "Enough! If you want to fight, then continue fighting. Don't play these tricks!"

"Haha... Forget it, I suddenly have no interest in fighting anymore." Ni Tianxie waved his hand and said, "I'm not in good shape today. There's no point in continuing to fight. Let's stop here for today."

Ding Shenzhao could hardly believe his ears, but he could tell that although Ni Tianxie's tone was quite frivolous, he was not joking. This made him even more confused and angry.

"Ni Tianxie! How long do you intend to play with people?"

Ni Tianxie's actions stirred up the grief and madness in his heart again. Thinking of the inhuman treatment Xiao Lian had suffered, he was about to slash at the former with his sword again.

Ni Tianxie remained calm, uttering a few words indifferently. His voice didn't carry far, but Ding Shenzhao, upon hearing it, trembled, his face showing a struggle between inner conflict and rage. After a long while, he lowered his sword and said helplessly, "What do you want? Speak."

Ni Tianxie's smile was like that of a child who had just finished a prank.

"I don't want anything, I just want to discuss a deal with you." In

the General's Mansion,

Di Shitian sat coldly on the nine-dragon jade chair in the center of the hall, exuding an overwhelming and domineering aura that was impossible to look directly at.

This cold and ruthless imperial aura had remained unchanged since his return from the "foreign land."

The death of Grand Tutor Wen, the "Right Prime Minister," was a devastating blow to Di Shitian, both publicly and privately.

Grand Tutor Wen's body was personally refined by him using the "Formless True Fire," achieving the ultimate cremation without leaving even a trace of ash. Emperor Shitian had never regretted this; the path of a hegemon doesn't require pointless emotions that cause heartache. However, whenever his gaze occasionally fell upon Grand Tutor Wen's chair, his expression inevitably darkened.

"Zici… I will definitely avenge you… I will grind that despicable brat Nitianxie to dust, to mourn your spirit in heaven… I will keep my word."

No matter how much regret or promise he made, he couldn't bring the dead back to life. In Emperor Shitian's ambitions, Grand Tutor Wen's death was undoubtedly a devastating blow, and Emperor Shitian knew he would never again find a subordinate as capable and trustworthy as the "Right Prime Minister."

"Enemies are hard to find, but true friends are even harder to find... Grand Tutor, I think I understand now what you meant when you said those words..."

A deep sigh revealed the loneliness of the path of a hegemon. While missing his dearest friend, the thought of another "enemy," whom he respected most in his life, also surfaced in his mind.

"Jun Nitian... Did you also have the same troubles as me back then..."

Di Shitian sighed, looking up at the sky. Suddenly, his eyes narrowed, as if two bolts of lightning flashed within them, and then his body vanished from the dragon throne in the next moment.

Suddenly, the space became scorching hot, as if a fiery meteor had streaked across the sky above the General's Mansion. But looking up at the sky, there was nothing there. No! There was something there—two figures had met on the path of destiny called "the strongest."

"Your Majesty, your reaction is swift. I haven't even stepped within a mile of your residence, and you already know of my arrival."

Ni Tianxie's melodious laughter echoed from the blue sky. His silver-haired, white-robed, arrogant figure appeared as if emerging from a void gate, contrasting sharply with Di Shitian's fiery red robes. They were evenly matched, neither yielding to the other.

Di Shitian's gaze, as scorching as the sun, burned into Ni Tianxie's face.

"You dare to come to me... have you already made your final arrangements?"

From the moment they appeared, their bodies seemed to solidify in mid-air, ten feet above the ground, as if supported by two invisible platforms. This "aerial flight" technique was unmatched by more than three people in the world.

The laughter of Ni Tianxie startled the guards who should have been at the "General's Mansion," including Lou Xueyi, the "Left Prime Minister" who had regained his original identity and "abandoned the light for darkness," and Bai Mo, the "Cangxie" who was still recuperating from his injuries. They all rushed out to see what was going on.

Knowing that these people were nothing more than death subjects in the eyes of experts in the "Ultimate" realm, Di Shitian didn't even turn his head and shouted, "Useless things! You didn't even know someone had come to your door! I really don't know what use you bunch of trash are to me? All of you, get out of here! No one is allowed to come out without my order!" After Grand

Tutor Wen's death, the command system, which was like a clone of the Heavenly King, was leaderless. All orders returned to Di Shitian's hands. However, his judgments had become more domineering and ruthless than before. His subordinates were frequently in danger of being severely punished or executed. It could be said that in today's "Heavenly Palace," there was no one who dared to disobey—or rather, dared to talk back to the Heavenly King.

But could absolute terror truly bring true stability?

"Yes."

Lou Xueyi and Bai Mo's group quickly followed Di Shitian's instructions and retreated into the General's Mansion. Whether in the past or present, they were merely Di Shitian's loyal henchmen—at least on the surface.

However, Di Shitian, though unable to see Lou Xueyi and Bai Mo's expressions as they retreated due to his back being turned, could not escape the "Peerless Evil God's" all-seeing eyes. He revealed a meaningful, wicked smile and said, "It seems that the death of Grand Tutor Wen has added many thorns to the Heavenly King's path to hegemony..."

He really knew how to rub salt in the wound! Di Shitian was already feeling resentful and had nowhere to vent his anger, and now that the person in question had come to his door, how could he let him go? With a surge of power from "Nine Yang Ultimate," the surrounding air seemed to rise several tens of degrees.

"Enough nonsense... Are you here to settle the score for the unfinished battle from last time? Then let's go!"

Ni Tian evilly laughed, "No, I didn't come here today to fight you."

Indra's eyes narrowed, and an overwhelming scorching power suddenly arose, as if the air within a ten-zhang radius had been sucked away, becoming scorching and dry.

Ni Tianxie crossed his arms, observing Indra with amusement, and chuckled, "Oh... the Heavenly King's power has improved again. Even though you've already reached the 'Ultimate' realm, your power can still increase daily. Is there some unspeakable secret behind this..."

Indra's figure stood motionless in the air like a mountain, giving the impression that the "Great Sun Heavenly King's" strength was indeed above that of the "Peerless Evil God."

"You can ask Grand Tutor Wen in hell for the answer to that question." "

With a cold and ruthless remark, Di Shitian simultaneously unleashed the ultimate power of the Nine Yangs. The ultimate formless and colorless true fire instantly transformed the surroundings into a raging furnace, incinerating everything in its path. Its ferocity caused even Ni Tianxie's expression to change.

"Oh... so you've already mastered the formless and colorless fire. No wonder you're so confident. Even if you include the memories of the Six Paths Saint Emperor in my mind, you can be considered the first person to master this legendary flame."

"Now that you know, you can die in peace!"

Ni Tianxie stared at Di Shitian, his crimson pupils filled with an emotion that was hard to distinguish between madness and calmness.

"You can't beat me. Don't even mention mastering the ultimate Nine Yangs; even if you reach the Ten Yangs realm, I can still kill you, because this is destiny."

Di Shitian laughed loudly.

"Destiny! Why are you and Grand Tutor Wen both so superstitious?" "

With his laughter, the fiery aura of the sun continued to expand, spreading like dark clouds across the entire sky, threatening to collapse as it pressed down.

"I refuse to believe in fate, and I'll see what makes you think you can defeat me!" Ni

Tianxie sneered, unleashing a boundless, profound, and destructive aura, completely opposite to Di Shitian's supreme fiery energy, as if the gates of hell had opened through his body, instantly suppressing the Nine Yang Qi.

"I've already said, I'm not here to start a war today."

"On my territory, do you have the right to say whether you want it or not?" Ni Tianxie's

pale red eyes flashed with crimson light as he said, "Haven't you always wanted to dominate the world? I'm here today to give you an opportunity to achieve it in one fell swoop."

Di Shitian was taken aback, then angrily retorted, "What tricks are you trying to pull now!"

Ni Tianxie calmly replied, "No tricks. I'm giving you an opportunity and advice that you won't refuse." "

Emperor Shitian sneered, "Wouldn't it be the best opportunity and suggestion for you to obediently surrender and let me burn you to ashes?"

Ni Tianxie said, "Don't let pointless hatred cloud your judgment. You and I both know that a battle between ultimate masters cannot be decided in a short time. If one of us were to die, I'm afraid your General's Mansion would be razed to the ground first. That's not the result you want, is it?"

Emperor Shitian remained silent. He knew, of course, that Ni Tianxie's words were true, which was the only reason he hadn't attacked the latter upon first meeting. In other words, the other party's uninvited arrival today was entirely within the evil god's calculations.

"You'd better give me a satisfactory explanation."

A smug glint flashed in Ni Tianxie's eyes. He had known this outcome even before he set off.

Di Shitian had no other choice. "

I will convene an unprecedented martial arts tournament on Life and Death Peak. The Six Realms will send five representatives. All martial artists, regardless of their background, are welcome to participate. However, it will be a five-on-five competition. If we lose, the entire Six Realms, including myself, will be permanently removed from the martial world. I will never break my word!"

Di Shitian's eyes gleamed.

"Are you serious? What good will this do you?"

Ni Tianxie sighed first, his eyes devoid of any emotion, as if he were a finely crafted statue.

"My mother is dead." "

Di Shitian was taken aback upon hearing this. He had, of course, learned of Yu Baixue's fall to her death through intelligence channels, but he didn't understand why Ni Tianxie would bring it up at this critical juncture.

Ni Tianxie said calmly, "After Mother left, this so-called game of vying for supremacy held no appeal for me anymore. But I was unwilling to simply leave like this, so I arranged this final game, to give all those who wished to settle their grudges with me a final, decisive victory."

Di Shitian was stunned by the intense weariness in Ni Tianxie's tone. After a moment of silence, when his gaze returned to the other, he shook his head and said, "You and your father were both willing to give up your great ambitions for the same woman. Was it worth it?"

Ni Tianxie remained indifferent and said to himself, "Whether it was worth it or not is for me to decide. There's no need to explain it to outsiders."

"Leaving aside your so-called farce of a five-battle contest to determine the victor, I see not a trace of sincerity in your arrangements that suggests you want to prove yourself superior to me." "

A five-on-one battle, and my last general—who else but me? Are you still worried about not being able to have a proper fight with me?"

"Easy for you to say! How could I possibly know what uncontrollable variables might arise by the fifth battle? Besides… this is probably what you really want to see!"

Ni Tianxie shook his head, saying, "No matter how much trust and interest you have in this battle, if you want to challenge me, you can only follow the rules I've set. There's no other possibility."

Di Shitian raised an eyebrow coldly, saying, "You're so confident? You should know that only those with the strength can set the rules. If I were to harden my heart and decide that you wouldn't leave here alive today, what then?"

Ni Tianxie said impatiently, "If you're willing to sacrifice the entire General's Mansion for a mere scratch, you can try anytime. Otherwise, I have many important matters to attend to and no time to waste."

"Do you think I can't see through your intentions?" "Emperor Shitian's tone turned fierce: "Your so-called five-battle arena system is nothing more than a strategy of using two peaches to kill three warriors. While the entire martial world fights and struggles to select five members to fight, you, the Six Paths Realm, leisurely reap the benefits. Truly, you have the heart of a scheming evil god. Before fighting you, who should I take down first? The Lord of Floating and Sinking? Or the Sword Emperor and the Blade Emperor?"

Rebel Evil laughed wildly, "You, as one of the Four Great Generals, have such short-sighted vision! Are you afraid I'll use a 'drive a tiger to devour a wolf' strategy to weaken your strength? Then I'll go to the 'Bodhi Throne' now and challenge the Lord of Floating and Sinking. Then you'll have nothing to say, right?" Di

Shitian frowned. Ni Tianxie's reaction had once again surprised him. He had initially thought Ni Tianxie's intention in arranging this arena was to provide an incentive for the Dao, Demon, and Buddha factions to fight each other, weakening their strength, so that the Six Realms could then reap the benefits. But Ni Tianxie was now proactively proposing to challenge the Bodhi Throne, and even the "Lord of Floating and Sinking," the number one figure in Buddhism. This was unlike the usual style of the "Peerless Evil God."

Could it be that Yu Baixue's death had truly made Ni Tianxie see through the world and become utterly despondent?

Di Shitian quickly calculated, his expression regaining the calm and composure of a powerful ruler. He slowly said, "You're the one who said it. What if you just go to the Throne to feint, or pretend to be friendly while secretly forging a humiliating alliance?"

Ni Tianxie said, "If you're worried, you can come with me."

"Do you know where those old bald monks are hiding?" "

The Demon Lord laughed loudly, "My predecessor, the Lord of the Six Realms, and the Bodhi Dharma Seat fought for five hundred years. I don't know who knows about it!"

After a moment's hesitation, Di Shitian decided, "Alright! I'll go with you!"

"Great!"

Ni Tianxie laughed loudly, turned around in mid-air, and disappeared like a shooting star. Di Shitian, not to be outdone, flashed past like a red light, and vanished without a trace.

The peerless evil god and the Great Sun Heavenly King, the strongest and most impossible combination, are about to challenge the last hope of the righteous path!

Chapter Eleven: Unparalleled Tyrant and Evil Tender

green grass, blooming flowers, warm and gentle light, birds flying and butterflies dancing, fragrant flowers and grass, this unparalleled land seems to be a portrayal of the Western Paradise.

In the middle of the green grassland, under the twin Sal trees that seem to represent the Buddha's enlightenment and passing away, a white-robed Zen master and a beautiful woman in green, one sitting and one standing, amidst the colorful petals and white ashes, resemble a picture called "Attainment of the Dao".

The woman was none other than the unparalleled Dharma protector of the "Bodhi Throne"—the "Guanyin Goddess" Fanxindi. She stood quietly beneath the twin Sal trees, beside the Lord of Floating and Sinking, her pupils like black gemstones, her face like jade, utterly solemn.

"Is the Zen Master certain it is today?"

The Lord of Floating and Sinking sat cross-legged amidst the wispy smoke, his eyes slightly closed, his face serene as if he had attained Buddhahood.

"What if it's today? What if it's not today? All things are impermanent, all phenomena are empty. A thousand years ago, there were no disciples of the Dharma Seat in the world, only people of the Buddha; a thousand years later, there may still be no disciples of the Dharma Seat, but there will still be people of the Buddha. Do you understand now, Mindful Truth?"

The face of Brahma Mindful Truth turned pale in an instant, and she lowered her makeup, saying, "The Zen Master's teachings are correct, Mindful Truth understands."

"I hope you truly understand. No matter what happens later, you must not intervene..." The Lord of Floating and Sinking sighed softly, like a Zen chant: "I have never wanted the incense of Zen Buddhism passed down through generations to be extinguished in my hands. In that sense, I am also a deluded person, how can I claim to understand..."

Brahma Mindful Truth's breathtakingly beautiful eyes opened and closed repeatedly; the struggle within her heart was like a lake stirred by the wind, unable to find peace.

"Is there really no other way..."

The Lord of Floating Seas sighed softly, "If there were another way, I would not want to do this, but the celestial signs indicate the union of tyranny and evil, an ominous sign unprecedented in our sect's thousand-year history. As the master of the Dharma Seat, I have no reason to hide and seek refuge, thus implicating my disciples. If I am destined to perish in this battle, then it is the will of Heaven."

The Lord of Floating Seas's compassionate tone deeply moved Fan Xindi. A single crystal tear rolled down her cheek, and she suddenly knelt down, saying, "Xindi begs the Zen Master to allow her to stay and contribute to the survival of the Dharma Seat."

The Lord of Floating Seas shook his head, saying, "Foolish child, even if you stay, you cannot change the inevitable calamity. If you truly wish to continue the Dharma Seat's lineage, then leave immediately."

"But..."

Fan Xindi was about to speak again when the Lord of Floating Seas suddenly opened his eyes, as if a bolt of lightning had flashed across the void.

"Hurry! It's too late!"

"Master..."

"Go!"

"This is an order! If you still acknowledge me as the master of this throne!"

Each urging voice shattered a reluctant heart. A thousand unwilling attempts, a yearning to leave yet still forced to go, ultimately succumbed.

"Xin Di obeys... Master... please take care..."

Fan Xin Di gritted her teeth, stood up, and turned to leave. Her black, silken hair flowed in the air, a few drops of water faintly visible falling. Could this be "Tears of a Celestial Maiden"?

The Lord of Floating and Sinking silently watched Fan Xin Di depart. Even with his centuries of cultivated Zen mind, he almost couldn't suppress the indescribable tremor that suddenly welled up within him. Although he knew that if he spoke, that stunning figure would stay for him, he knew he absolutely couldn't do that, couldn't lose himself in that unparalleled beauty and sorrow.

He was, after all, a cultivator!

The Lord of Floating Life calmly watched a butterfly flit by, showing no fear or panic. He faced his impending fate like a fully enlightened Buddhist disciple, understanding the emptiness of all phenomena and the tranquility of Nirvana.

"What is destined to come will come..."

the Lord of Floating Life sighed softly. Suddenly, the warm air around him turned to a bone-chilling cold, as if the chill of the world had instantly condensed into this Buddhist realm. Within the shimmering blue light formed by the condensed chill, two figures appeared with lightning speed.

"Great monk! We meet again! Seeing your undiminished glory, I am quite pleased!"

A mocking laugh echoed from afar, arriving before the Lord of Floating Life in an instant. The figure of "Peerless Evil God" Ni Tianxie landed gracefully beneath the twin Sala trees, followed closely by "Great Sun King" Di Shitian.

Perhaps the two strongest figures of the evil and demonic paths, forming an unparalleled duo of domineering evil, had arrived at the "Bodhi Throne"!

The moment the two appeared, the killing intent from their ultimate cultivation levels had already formed a massive net, intricately interwoven, binding every corner of space within its invisible killing intent. To surpass it meant death.

The Lord of Floating Dust clasped his hands together and said in a chant, "You two benefactors have graced me with your presence. I apologize for not being able to greet you properly."

Ni Tianxie waved his hand and laughed loudly, "Enough nonsense! Old monk, I've come today to destroy your rotten temple! I believe you've already anticipated my purpose. Will you surrender or fight to the death? Give me a decision now!"

The Lord of Floating Dust glanced at Ni Tianxie and slowly said, "Just for your mother's death, you, benefactor, want the entire world to be buried with you? Don't you think that's a bit excessive?"

Upon hearing this, Di Shitian raised an eyebrow, as if he had realized something he hadn't considered before. A strange atmosphere lingered among the three until Ni Tianxie broke the silence.

"Old monk, were those your last words?"

The cold ruthlessness in his words was like a sharp blade that could cut into a person. For the first time, the Lord of Floating and Sinking showed a hint of emotion, then closed his eyes and said calmly, "It seems that today, Benefactor Ni is determined to destroy my Buddhist sect?"

Ni Tianxie grinned maliciously, his laughter tinged with sorrow, and said, "Isn't our Buddha supposed to be all-compassionate and selfless, sacrificing himself to save others? Why can't even a good person like my mother, who has never done anything wrong, save her life? If good deeds go unrewarded and the way of heaven is unjust, what use are all these gods and Buddhas? What use are you superstitious and deluded monks!"

The Lord of Floating and Sinking chanted a Buddhist prayer and said, "Every gain and loss is due to cause and effect, joy and sorrow, separation and reunion, liberation and freedom. Your mother's youthful beauty died young; who knows if it wasn't a kind of liberation for her in this world?"

The calmness and arrogance on Ni Tianxie's face suddenly disappeared, replaced by a terrifying expression mixed with madness and death.

"Since that's the case, why don't you go and see what liberation is like?!"

The man moved, the fingers moved, the sword moved, and killing intent surged!

The Sword of Eternity was drawn!

With a flick of his five fingers, the crystalline blue, more evocative of death than darkness itself, instantly enveloped the Lord of Floating Life's vision, like countless blue bees suddenly filling the world, scattering like an avalanche—a testament to overwhelming killing intent.

—Everything was extraordinary!

Even Di Shitian, who had been mentally prepared, hadn't expected the Demon Lord of Floating Life to turn on him so quickly. However, before arriving, he had planned to observe from the sidelines, taking the opportunity to observe the true skill of the Lord of Floating Life, the chief expert of what was known as the highest holy land of the righteous path—the "Bodhi Throne."

The Lord of Floating and Sinking finally opened his eyes, which were like two deep pools. Then, without making any move, a sense of emptiness, a profound stillness, a void so vast it seemed to devour all the ordinary sword energy in an instant, leaving nothing behind—a void of unknown origin, yet boundless and expansive like the heavens. This tangible existence devoured all the ordinary sword energy in a single moment, leaving nothing behind.

Void? Emptiness? Of? Emptiness.

The Lord of Floating and Sinking, single-handedly, created a force field, a force field that no other power could penetrate, a "void" where even time and space were silent.

"Heh! Are you so afraid of this Emperor and the Heavenly King joining forces? You really are a cowardly old bald monk who fears death. But this Emperor doesn't need any external help; I can cut you down with my own strength!"

Ni Tianxie laughed loudly, his wrist vibrating, and a power arose from the void. This power belonged neither to heaven nor earth; it could even be said to go against all the laws of this world. Even if the void power of the Floating Lord's "Great Brahma Law" was powerful, it could not refine or devour this heaven-defying sword.

A strange roar erupted, and the heaven-defying sword energy surged and piled up into an infinitely vast wave, yet at its very tip, it converged into an indestructible sword edge, carrying the power to overturn heaven and earth, and instantly struck before the Floating Lord!

"Amitabha, the Six Paths Holy Emperor's Sword of Impermanence is indeed the most domineering martial art in the world..."

The Floating Lord murmured a Buddhist chant, a trace of melancholy and compassion between his handsome long eyebrows.

Finally, the Lord of Floating and Sinking made a move, forming the "Immovable Fundamental Seal." His figure suddenly faded, and the sword energy of the Heaven-Defying Demon came flying through the air, only to pause slightly, leaving a shimmering blue shadow in the air before shooting towards him again.

The Lord of Floating and Sinking changed the "Immovable Fundamental Seal" to the "Wisdom Fist Seal," changing his hand seals five times in total. The Heaven-Defying Demon sword left five shadows in the air, its light dimming considerably and not as fast as before, yet it still possessed formidable power, striking the Lord of Floating and Sinking with lightning speed!

The Lord of Floating and Sinking's benevolent smile froze, and he murmured, "Amitabha, it seems I have no other choice today..."

Suddenly, a strange fragrance emanated from the Lord of Floating and Sinking's body. He struck out with his palm, and a deafening roar resounded as the Heaven-Defying Demon's sword energy, like a curtain of light, suddenly poured towards him, instantly enveloping his entire body.

The Lord of Floating Dust, dressed in pristine white robes, suddenly soared into the air, accompanied by a radiant Buddhist light that shattered the barrier of light emanating from him. He spun around and hovered in mid-air.

"Good! Great monk, last time we fought to a draw, this time it's a fight to the death!"

The Lord of Floating Dust laughed loudly, his sword energy exploding forth, countless sword energies swirling and swirling like brilliant clouds, enveloping the Lord of Floating Dust. The

Lord of Floating Dust's eyes blazed with divine light, and with a flick of his palms, as if the heavens and earth themselves were moved, he charged straight into the Lord of Floating Dust's everlasting, boundless sword formation.

—Good! Finally, I can witness the power of the Bodhi Seat's supreme mental cultivation method!

Emperor Shitian crossed his arms, his iron-like, majestic body enveloped in a crimson robe, radiating a powerful and domineering aura that was breathtaking. As one of the few unparalleled powerhouses of his time, although he disdained fighting two against one, the sight of two formidable opponents locked in battle before his very eyes ignited his martial blood!

"Great Brahma Palm!"

Each strike from the Lord of Floating Dust was like a fusion of hundreds of mountains and rivers, pressing down on Ni Tianxie. Each wave of mountain torrents carried a chaotic, ethereal power, enough to dissipate the sword energy of the Eternal Sword, absorbing the surrounding sword energy like a vast ocean, and even enveloping Ni Tianxie's body.

"The great monk's Turtle Technique is still so refined! But I experienced this technique four hundred years ago. Since I could break it then, I won't be any different now!" Ni Tianxie

laughed wildly, unleashing the Eternal Sword energy with even greater speed and ferocity. In an instant, the sword energy surged like a raging flood, a vast expanse of blue waves, making the Lord of Floating Dust feel as if he were in the middle of a blue sea.

"You can use the energy of mountains and seas to protect yourself, but I, the Emperor, will break you with the true boundless sea of swords!"

Countless primordial sword energies shot towards the Lord of Floating and Sinking from all directions, their density so immense that even mosquitoes and flies could hardly cross them! The space available for the latter to move became increasingly limited, until finally he could only rely on his protective aura to hold on.

The Heavenly Evil, seizing the opportunity, pressed his advantage, seizing the gradually shrinking Buddhist light barrier, instantly transforming his sword energy into a sword finger, unleashing his true form with double the power! The unstoppable primordial sword energy shattered the protective light vortex, and with a muffled groan, a white figure pierced through the dissipated light, flying backward.

Although he suffered a defeat, he did not lose the demeanor of the number one Buddhist master. His body was as light and steady as a feather, his white holy robe fluttering in the wind, his deep eyes remaining calm and composed. Landing five zhang away, his appearance showed no sign of the impact of the previous sword strike.

"To dare to hold back before me, you will only hasten your demise at my hands."

These contemptuous words revealed the fact that the Great Brahma Heart Sutra of the Lord of Floating and Sinking contained reservations.

"Are you afraid to go all out because you fear a joint attack from me and Indra? Leaving aside the fact that the Great Sun King, one of the Four Great Generals, is the nemesis of the Lord of Floating and Sinking, if the Tyrant and Evil Stars were to join forces against you, this Buddha Star, I guarantee I could blast you down within five hundred moves. Do you believe me?" "

Faced with the arrogant and provocative words of the Heavenly Demon, the Lord of Floating and Sinking remained calm and composed as always on his fair and holy face. While regulating the surging energy in his body, he said, "If the Heavenly King is interested in joining the battle, I can only accept it..."

"Heh, I didn't expect that the dignified Lord of the Bodhi Seat would also resort to provocation..." Emperor Shitian waved his red robe and strode forward: "I never believe in fate, nor do I care about the so-called star clashes. I would like to learn from the 'Great Brahma Heart Method,' which is known as the number one Zen skill in Buddhism. I hope the Zen Master will not hesitate to teach me." "

Emperor Shitian's fighting spirit arose, and before he could unleash his ultimate Nine Yang Fire Force, the surrounding temperature had already skyrocketed. Flowers and plants withered and turned yellow, and a scorching heat emanated from him, heading straight for the Lord of Floating and Sinking.

'Heh! You couldn't resist making a move after all, old monk. It's destined that you'll die here today.'

A smug glint flashed in Ni Tianxie's eyes, but he quickly abandoned his playful smile, his figure shifting again. His sword energy unleashed the power of wind and thunder, instantly enveloping the Lord of Floating and Sinking.

'Why waste so much time on nonsense? Those who achieve great things don't concern themselves with trifles. Let the Tyrant and Evil Stars have an unprecedented collaboration and kill this eyesore of an old bald monk!'

Whether Emperor Shitian would agree to Ni Tianxie's proposal was still unknown, but someone was determined not to let this possibility become a reality. Three figures suddenly flew out from three different directions, all pointing in the same direction—the Peerless Evil God!

Ni Tianxie sneered, 'Finally willing to come out?'" "

Ni Tian Xie was already prepared. His sword fingers flashed, unleashing a burst of blue killing light that crisscrossed and spun, simultaneously intercepting the three.

—Boom!

A deafening explosion resounded, the shattering force as fierce as a raging storm. As dust billowed, the three figures were sent flying backward, their departure as swift as their arrival, yet now visibly disheveled. Under the invincible sword of the 'Peerless Evil God,' even with their numbers against the odds, they gained no advantage.

'Oh…I didn't expect that after so long, you'd end up staying at a monastery?'" "

Ni Tianxie gave one of them a mocking smile. The person he was looking at had a face that no one would want to see a second time. Countless scars crisscrossed his face, which was wrapped in a tattered cloth, revealing only a portion of it. That portion of ugliness was enough to evoke images of a demon from hell.

Besides the scarred and ugly face that was hard to look at directly, all ten of the man's fingers were severed at the wrist. It was precisely because of this that Ni Tianxie could recognize his true identity at a glance.

— "Li Jian" Chu Tianya!"

That day, finally realizing that his beloved Bai Suyan was nothing more than a promiscuous woman, he let go of all love, yet could not relinquish the hatred for the massacre of his family. He returned to his mentor—the transmission elder of the "Bodhi Seat"—and was taught the "Tathagata's Benevolent Sword," known as the "Number One Killing Sword of Buddhism." Although he became a terrifying, inhuman creature, his martial arts greatly improved as a result. The

second person was merely a young man, heroic and dashing, wielding a soft sword that swayed lightly in the wind, its exquisite, crystal-like shape. His clear cat-like eyes gazed quietly at Ni Tianxie.

"Is this the leader of the Five Demons of the 'Underworld,' the 'Infinite' Eagle?"

The young man revealed a fearless smile: "I never expected that the unparalleled 'Peerless Evil God' would even hear of such a lowly title. I am truly flattered."

"I am also quite surprised. When did the Bodhi Seat become a shelter for the washed-up and the downtrodden?" "Having said that, he turned to the third person and asked, "And who are you?"

The third person was an old monk whose age was hard to discern. His white eyebrows drooped, and his body was withered. He looked as if a gust of wind could knock him over. However, Ni Tianxie knew that among the three, this old monk was the most skilled in martial arts.

"Amitabha..." The white-browed old monk put his palms together and said, "This old monk Wangwo greets the Six Paths Holy Emperor."

Chapter Twelve Tathagata's Benevolent Sword

"Wangwo..." Ni Tianxie glanced at the old monk and said unhurriedly, "Judging from your old appearance, you should be the head of the twelve elders of the Dharma Seat, the Transmission Elder."

The old monk Wangwo said, "This old monk is indeed the Transmission Elder among the twelve elders of the Dharma Seat. Benefactor Ni is indeed worthy of being the one who inherited the divine powers of the Six Paths Holy Emperor, and knows everything about the Dharma Seat."

How could Ni Tianxie not hear the sarcasm in Wangwo's words? His cold gaze remained fixed on Wangwo and the other two. "It seems the old monk was prepared all along. Was he arranging for the three of you to delay me...?" Ni Tianxie's eyes were sharp as torches. He immediately saw that the three of them used the same martial arts techniques, their movements

subtly

echoing each other. They must have practiced a very unique formation, most likely aimed at him.

So what? Even Grand Tutor Wen's "Investiture of the Gods Formation" was broken by him with his own strength. Who in this world could threaten his "Peerless Evil God" formation?

Ni Tianxie raised his hands to the sky and laughed: "Fine! Bring it on! I also want to see what new things you have prepared to entertain me in the past four hundred years?" "

The moment the Heaven-Defying Evil's battle intent arose, the chilling sword energy emanating from him caused the three previously fearless masters of ice and fire to simultaneously feel a coldness piercing their flesh.

Almost at the same time, Emperor Shitian raised his arm, a dazzling flame swirling with his red robes, rapidly increasing its brightness and heat, setting the stage for the battle between the 'Great Sun Heavenly King' and the 'Lord of Floating and Sinking.

' 'Even if it weren't for today's trip, I, the King, have long wanted to see the level of cultivation of the 'Lord of Floating and Sinking,' who is hailed as the number one in Buddhist martial arts at the 'Bodhi Throne.' Please, Zen Master, tell me.'

The Lord of Floating and Sinking sighed deeply.

'For the sake of such illusory and unreal titles as the overlord of the martial world, the number one in the world, not only must one endure endless loneliness and pain, but one must also sacrifice one's lifespan as the price for becoming stronger. You have sacrificed so much. Does the Heavenly King truly think it is worth it?'

Emperor Shitian narrowed his eyes.

'Whether it is worth it or not, Zen Master can wait until that world and ask King Yama the same question. He will surely give you a satisfactory answer.'" His

tone revealed an unwavering domineering spirit and an unyielding confidence.

The Lord of Floating Abyss knew he had no choice. The destiny of the "Great Sun Heavenly King" was the most domineering among the four generals, and his unwavering stance was also unmatched. Even his Buddhist mental cultivation method of "Evening Drum and Morning Bell" could not sway him in the slightest.

This battle was inevitable.

"Since the Heavenly King is so eager, I have no choice but to experience the Heavenly King's 'Ultimate Nine Yang'."

"It should have been so! Take this!"

Emperor Shitian, whose fighting spirit had already reached its peak, unleashed a blazing blade of Nine Yang power. The explosive strike seemed capable of boiling the air, reaching the Lord of Floating Abyss in an instant.

The Lord of Floating Abyss, who usually adopted an evasive tactic, surprisingly took the initiative to attack. His robes swirled and danced, scattering countless stars to intercept the blazing blade. The seemingly insignificant starlight generated a macroscopic force, shattering the Nine Yang Blade into pieces.

"Well done!" " Then let's see what this strike brings!"

Emperor Shitian laughed loudly, this time unleashing both palms simultaneously. Two blazing blades of light swirled and shot from within his red robe, attacking his opponent from the left and right.

"Amitabha!"

The Lord of Floating and Sinking chanted a Buddhist prayer, his sleeves billowing out, creating a whirlwind that contained both wind and mist, using wind to extinguish the fire and water to put it out.

"Heh! The true flames of the 'Ultimate Nine Yangs' are not something your little breeze and water can extinguish!" "

Emperor Shitian proclaimed, 'The power of the Infinite Bright Fire has been enhanced. The light and flame of the Nine Yang Blazing Blade merged, suddenly unleashing immense heat. The most intense flames since the start of the battle, like a soaring fire phoenix, engulfed the location of the Lord of Floating and Sinking.'

Knowing that this strike was unavoidable, the Lord of Floating and Sinking focused his gaze, his face as white and flawless as a baby's, radiating holiness. He chanted, 'The heart contains all things, all things manifest in the heart; the body contains all things, all things manifest in the body; without thought or defilement, a state of perfect clarity…'

After speaking, he raised his index and middle fingers and made a gesture in space. Every movement was slow and clear, but under the swift approach of Emperor Shitian's Blazing Blade, the Lord of Floating and Sinking clearly inscribed the character 'Zen' in the void. The distortion of time and space involved was enough to make one grimace and vomit blood just by thinking about it.

'A single point of emptiness in the eternal clouds!'" "

The Lord of Floating and Sinking, having entered the Dao through Zen, was finally forced to reveal his true power under the relentless pressure of Emperor Shitian's blazing fire blade. His 'Brahma Zen Sword' broke the limitations of time and space, its countless layers of energy overlapping and blocking his path. The powerful and domineering flame blade couldn't even budge him.

'What?!'

From Emperor Shitian's perspective, his Nine Yang Flame Blade was indestructible, yet precisely at the moment of their direct clash, his overwhelming fire energy vanished without a trace, like a mud ox sinking into the sea. It was as if the Lord of Floating and Sinking himself had transformed into a vast ocean, with all rivers flowing into it, completely absorbing the ultimate, fierce flames of the Nine Yang Blade and rendering it invisible.

Emperor Shitian exclaimed, 'So the Zen Master's cultivation has reached the realm of "Nirvana without leakage." The Great Brahma Heart Method truly lives up to its name; I admire it greatly.'" "

Indra praised the power in his hand, but simultaneously intensified his efforts. The flames on his palm turned from red to white and then slowly disappeared. However, the temperature around him soared to a new high since the start of the battle. The surrounding flowers, plants, and trees withered and spontaneously combusted in an instant, turning into a pile of ashes.

From 'formal' fire to 'formless' fire, this was the highest realm of 'Heavenly Light Fire'!

The Lord of Floating and Sinking finally changed color, revealing a solemn expression for the first time since the start of the battle.

"Oh... Indra is finally willing to use his true skills? Now this old monk has no choice but to fight to the death."

Rebel Evil sensed the fluctuations of the ultimate energy and knew that the battle on the other side had entered a critical stage. However, his own battle situation made him feel a sense of helplessness, as if he had no way to exert his strength.

This could not be called a battle at all; it was more like a game of "eagle catching chicks."

Whenever Ni Tianxie used the "Sword of Eternity" to attack the three, Wangwo, the most skilled among them, would step forward and use the supreme Zen technique—Vacuum Existence—no less powerful than the Master of Floating and Sinking, to neutralize the chilling killing intent. Occasionally, when he couldn't withstand the attack, Ziying would use the flowing, wind-swept sword technique of his "Infinite Blade" to intercept it. As for Chu Tianya, the "Leaving Sword," who never spoke and whose appearance and temperament had drastically changed, he hadn't made a single move from beginning to end.

Sensing a subtle yet real threat, Ni Tianxie had already abandoned his playful smile. The sword energy of Eternity seemed omnipresent; the wind rose and the swords rose, and countless qi swords rapidly formed in the wind, their sharp killing aura filling every inch of the surrounding space.

However, Wangwo was no pushover either. "Vacuum Existence," among the seventy-two ultimate techniques of the Bodhi Seat, was second only to the "Great Brahma Heart Method." He drew his palm into a circle, limiting himself with the earth, using harmonious Buddhist energy to neutralize the powerful impact.

"Tsk tsk, what an interesting old bald monk. Too bad I don't have time to waste with you all."

A murderous glint flashed in Ni Tianxie's eyes. His scattered sword energy transformed into a giant sword of light, striking with lightning speed and the force of wind and thunder, directly at the weakest of the three—"Infinite" Ziying!

With the profound and exquisite martial arts wisdom of the "Peerless Evil God," after these few exchanges, he had already seen through the battle formation set up by the three. In reality, Wangwo and Ziying were simply using them to hold him back; the real killing blow lay with "Leaving Sword" Chu Tianya. Although he didn't know what other adventures Chu Tianya had encountered after joining the "Bodhi Throne," the sword energy he was poised to unleash made him not to be underestimated.

Among the three, Wangwo's martial arts were second only to the Lord of Floating and Sinking, and he couldn't be defeated in a short time. Chu Tianya hadn't yet made a move, so there was no opening to find. Only Ziying, whose skill and experience were far inferior to the other two, was the one to target to break the formation.

"Do you think I'm going to pick on the weak? It's not that easy!"

Ziying roared, wielding the "Infinite Blade" with the speed and agility of a butterfly. The soft, swift blade, like cotton wool, seemed powerless yet contained a dense, gentle strength. Against Ni Tianxie's Worldly Sword Qi, it was an extreme clash between strength and gentleness.

"Boom!"

The blade of light and shadow was shattered by the deep blue sword qi. Ziying grunted and retreated, using the momentum. Wangwo immediately struck him on the shoulder, helping him dissipate the sword qi within him. At the same time, the ground beneath their feet turned to dust.

A look of shock and defeat appeared on Ziying's face. Although he had long known that there was a gap in strength between himself and Ni Tianxie, he had always harbored a competitive spirit towards this "second-generation rich kid" who looked even younger than himself. He never expected that his opponent could break his full-force attack with just a casual flick of his sword finger. Moreover, if it weren't for the intervention of Wangwo, his new "master" who had brought him to the "Bodhi Throne," he would have been injured by this attack.

"Damn it! Even this can't kill him, looks like I'll have to use my ultimate move!"

A surge of killing intent rose in Ni Tianxie's heart. His body lifted off the ground, his crimson pupils flashing with a sharp light. One hand pointed to the sky, the other to the ground, and instantly, powerful sword energy erupted from his body, soaring straight into the heavens.

"To die under the fifth form of the Eternal Sword—'Ten Directions Annihilation'—is a blessing you earned in your past lives..."

Feeling the overwhelming sword energy pressing down on him, Wangwo remained unmoved, quickly whispering, "The time has come..."

Chu Tianya, who had remained indifferent, suddenly moved upon hearing this. He moved like a comet, shooting out a fantastical and dazzling sword light. Body and sword became one, yet there was no earth-shattering force, no world-destroying power, only a rainbow bridge, directly targeting Ni Tianxie.

"Heh! What tricks are you playing now?" "

Though spoken lightly, Ni Tianxie sensed the profound mystery of Chu Tianya's sword strike. It was a simple, unadorned sword strike, giving a sense of peace and tranquility even amidst battle and slaughter. It was like a spring breeze, offering an indescribable warmth. But this sword strike only made Ni Tianxie feel uncomfortable and disgusted.

"Damn it! How can there be such sword energy? What kind of sword technique is this?"

Ni Tianxie's question was also Ziying's question. His large, bright eyes shone as he asked Wangwo, "Master, is this... the so-called 'Number One Killing Sword Under Heaven,' the Tathagata's Benevolent Sword? How come... I can't feel any killing intent at all?"

Wangwo shook his head solemnly, tears welling in his eyes.

"The Buddha is merciful, cutting flesh to feed the eagle, saving all sentient beings—it never uses killing to stop killing." The "Tathagata's Benevolent Sword" is hailed as the foremost killing sword of our Buddhist sect. Only those with immense suffering, fearlessness, and compassion can comprehend it. In the past thousand years, only a handful of disciples from our sect have mastered this supreme technique. The difficulty lies in the fact that the essence of this sword lies not in "killing," but in "non-killing."

"Non-killing?"

"All things possess Buddha-nature, all things possess demonic hearts. The 'Tathagata's Benevolent Sword' does not slay human lives, but rather the demons within."

"Demons within?" Ziying was increasingly confused.

Wangwo lowered his head, seemingly unable to bear witnessing what was about to happen, and said softly, "The 'Tathagata's Benevolent Sword' can only be used once in a lifetime to slay demons and eliminate evil. If it requires the exchange of one's life, then it is the destiny of those of us who live by it." "

The price of the exchange..." Ziying asked in surprise, "Master, do you mean that Senior Brother..."

Wangwo didn't answer this time, but only stared with an incomparably deep and sorrowful gaze at Chu Tianya's final sword strike in this life.

Heartbreakingly, only farewell remained.

—Tianya, don't blame your master, this is all for the sake of the common people, your sacrifice will absolutely not be in vain!

"No matter what kind of swordsmanship, it can never surpass my Eternal Sword!" "

Ni Tianxie channeled his true energy, unleashing a fierce and simultaneous burst of mortal sword energy. Amidst the flashing light, a world-destroying force erupted. The powerful, spiraling sword energy, accompanied by shimmering azure energy, swept outwards like a violent sandstorm, threatening to destroy everything!

—Universal Annihilation!!

Faced with this world-destroying force, Chu Tianya's ugly face remained unmoved, as if he had already sacrificed himself for the greater good, to save all living beings. Man and sword became one, heart and sword became one, man was the sword, unleashing a dazzling seven-colored light, directed towards the center of the world-destroying sword wave.

"Damn it! To use such a superficial sword technique against me, you're courting death!"

Ni Tianxie, truly enraged by Chu Tianya's strange sword light, resolved to kill him first! The mortal sword energy swirled and coiled, instantly forming an incredibly powerful vortex that engulfed Chu Tianya.

"Senior Brother! " Ziying

was already horrified by Ni Tianxie's god-destroying, peerless swordsmanship. He thought, how could Chu Tianya possibly survive facing this ultimate sword alone? Just as he was about to draw his sword to support him, his master, Wangwo, grabbed him.

"Master..."

"Don't worry, the Tathagata's sword is not so simple."

Ziying looked on with a bewildered gaze. Suddenly, seven-colored light shot out from the sword vortex, but it lacked the expected world-destroying power. Instead, wherever the colored light went, the blue mortal sword energy was completely dissipated, leaving not a trace!

"Impossible... Ten Directions Annihilation, indestructible... How could... How could this be..."

Ni Tianxie roared in a frenzy, his face contorted with rage. He watched helplessly as Chu Tianya, with the gentle warmth of a breeze and the power of utmost softness, delivered a swordless strike, palms joined together, piercing right through his body.

"What? Ni Tianxie actually lost! How is this possible?!" Even the "

Heavenly King" Di Shitian was surprised by this battle, his face showing disbelief and shock. The

"Peerless Evil God," who was considered one of the four great generals and had the most potential and unfathomable strength, had been defeated by an unknown, almost forgotten figure in the martial arts world—"Leaving Sword" Chu Tianya! How could anyone believe this?

However, the results of the battle that everyone witnessed seemed to confirm this. Chu Tianya's "Buddha's Benevolent Sword" truly seemed to possess the supreme power of a World Honored One, encompassing all things in the world, even capable of dissolving the mortal sword energy that could annihilate gods and immortals! With the sword technique broken, what about the one who unleashed it? Was

the "Peerless Evil God" Ni Tianxie alive or dead?

Strangely, Ni Tianxie showed no pain whatsoever after being struck by Chu Tianya's "Buddha's Benevolent Sword." Instead, a strange sensation flowed from the point of injury throughout his body with his blood.

This feeling even caused the usually unmoved Peerless Evil God's heart to waver slightly.

Then, within a strange halo of light, Ni Tianxie saw someone he never expected to see.

He saw himself!

(Chapter 17,

Chapter 1: The Holy Emperor's Legacy -

War is Unpredictable, Victory is Unpredictable)

Possessing absolute wisdom and ultimate power, the "Peerless Evil God," Ni Tianxie, after achieving personality unification, successively defeated Rakshasa, the Third Under Heaven, and Grand Tutor Wen, destroyed the White Path Alliance, and fought to a draw with "Heavenly King" Di Shitian, who had also achieved "ultimate" enlightenment. However, neither side exerted their full strength in that battle, so the true outcome remains to be seen in the future.

Since his "debut" as the "Peerless Evil God," he has never been defeated, and his true strength is believed to be no less than that of his former father, "Yan Huang" Jun Ni Tian, and may even surpass him. Looking at the world today, those who can truly threaten him are few and far between.

Fate had ordained that the nemesis of the "Peerless Evil God" was the "Sword Emperor and Saber King," who was also his "good brother" Ding Shenzhao, the predecessor of Jun Tianxie. However, confident in his strength to defy fate, he disregarded everyone. He aimed to first destroy the Lord of Floating and Sinking, then defeat the Great Sun Heavenly King, and finally, defeat his destined nemesis—the "Sword Emperor and Saber King," Ding Shenzhao! But

fate is unpredictable, and even the omniscient and omnipotent "Peerless Evil God" could not control all variables. He believed that finding the "Lord of Floating and Sinking's" nemesis—the "Great Sun Heavenly King"—would be twice as effective. As for the others on the throne, Jun Tianxie believed he could handle them alone.

Unexpectedly, a Cheng Yaojin appeared halfway through—"Leaving the Sword," Chu Tianya! This name, almost forgotten by the martial arts world, had killed his friend, stolen his wife, and was branded with a stigma. Under the deliberate manipulation of those with ulterior motives, Chu Tianya had become almost synonymous with "despicable" and "failure." Even purely in terms of martial arts skill, he might have been considered a renowned master before his disappearance. However, in the ever-evolving world of martial arts, he had long been replaced by countless rising stars. He wouldn't even be on the list of masters comparable to the "Peerless Evil God," even if he were ranked outside the top 100.

Unexpectedly, the "Bodhi Throne" seemed to truly possess the power to turn the tide and transform one's being. Chu Tianya, who had joined the Wangwo Sect in utter despair, practiced the "Tathagata Benevolent Sword," hailed as the number one killing sword of Buddhism. His martial arts progressed by leaps and bounds, not only able to withstand the fifth form of the Evil God's Eternal Sword, "Ten Directions Annihilation," but also turning the tables and delivering a fatal blow to his opponent.

It truly was a fatal blow.

Endless sky, endless earth, a desolate landscape devoid of anything but heaven and earth. The Evil God stood alone in this endless desolate world, his expression one of unusual astonishment and confusion.

"Where is this..."

Ni Tianxie scanned his surroundings. He remembered that he was clearly in the middle of a battle, unexpectedly struck by Chu Tianya's "Tao Te Ching" sword technique, yet he felt no pain from the sword, only a strange sensation, strangely familiar, like a cool breeze caressing his body, and his vision was filled with light. Then, Ni Tianxie found himself here.

Had he already died by Chu Tianya's sword? Was this another world after death?

Impossible! Ni Tianxie had absolute confidence in his strength. Even if "Yan Huang" Jun Nitian and "Tian Jian Jue Dao" Ding Chenyi were resurrected and joined forces, they couldn't defeat him in a single move, let alone kill him!

There must be some changes he hadn't noticed.

"I didn't expect you to finally find this place."

Suddenly, a voice that was both extremely familiar and extremely strange to Ni Tianxie rang out in the empty and desolate wilderness. Ni Tianxie was shocked. How long had it been since he had heard this voice? Before he was ten years old, the owner of this voice was inseparable from him; their relationship was like that of the closest mortal enemies!

"So that's how it is... Now everything makes sense... I didn't even realize it until now..."

Ni Tianxie said in a voice that seemed to burst from between his teeth, with a tone that sounded like he was about to vomit blood, "You're still alive... You who should have died but didn't..."

"Six Paths Holy Emperor - Sheng Yukong!"

Another "person" suddenly appeared in the void world, whose appearance was incredibly similar to Ni Tianxie, as if they were carved from the same mold. However, the latter seemed to be a little older, and his temperament was also more... How should I put it? If I had to describe it, it would be that he had an extra "emptiness" in his temperament.

"Sheng Yukong... It's been almost four hundred years since I last heard that name. I really miss it..."

Ni Tianxie looked at his mirror-like reflection, took a few deep breaths, and finally spoke: "An old but immortal monster... I didn't expect I still underestimated you..." The

silver-haired man who looked exactly like Ni Tianxie, but was called "Sheng Yukong" by the latter, suddenly opened his eyes. His pupils were pure silver—a stark contrast to Ni Tianxie's deep black pupils. Staring into those eerie eyes, it was as if he was about to fall into eternal nothingness.

"It's been so long since we last met. You're not going to start a fight the moment we meet, little brother..."

It seemed that only this person in the world had the right to call the current "Peerless Evil God" Ni Tianxie "little brother." Even the Great Sun Heavenly King or the Lord of Floating and Sinking wouldn't dare to call him that.

He could, because he was none other than Sheng Yukong, the "Six Paths Saint Emperor," the ruler of the "Six Paths Realm," who had once been devoured by the soul of Ni Tianxie, and who, four hundred years ago, was invincible, his reputation even surpassing that

of "Yan Huang" Jun Ni Tian! Ni Tianxie frowned, revealing a disgusted expression, and said, "Well... this is truly strange. In my memory, you have never been so kind to me before. Could it be that during your time of dying and being reborn, your cultivation has improved so much?"

Sheng Yukong chuckled, "After so many years, your eloquence is completely different. If I hadn't always existed as one with you, I would have definitely mistaken you for a different person from the child I was ten years ago.

" Ni Tianxie coldly said, "So you're finally willing to confess without being asked?" "Always coexisting with me as one body," you've been playing dead for the past ten years with remarkable skill... If it weren't for Ding Shenzhao's Life Sword Qi entering my body and creating a resonance reaction of 'life force,' I wouldn't have imagined that you were still lingering in my body, causing trouble."

Sheng Yukong said with a wry smile, "The soul forced out by the Life Sword Qi wasn't me. It's truly unexpected that you would 'misunderstand' me as still alive because of this."

Ni Tianxie's body trembled, revealing an incredulous expression, and he murmured, "Could it be that not only you... but even him... How is this possible..."

Sheng Yukong smiled meaningfully, "Man proposes, God disposes... Now, you can understand how I felt ten years ago..."

"Don't compare me to you!" Ni Tianxie roared, "Even if you or he really haven't been eliminated, so what? With the spiritual power you left behind, you can't pose any threat to me, your true master!"

"What you said might be true." Sheng Yukong sighed like the wind: "My current power is less than one percent of what it was at its peak. Even just maintaining the existence of this world and my physical form is extremely difficult. I believe the other 'him' is in the same boat."

"Good to know. I ignored your existence before simply because I didn't have time to waste on such trivial matters..." Ni Tianxie said, "Now that I know you 'parasites' aren't all dead, I have no reason to let you go."

Sheng Yukong laughed loudly, his laughter echoing across the wilderness, as if the whole world was shaking with it.

"Not let us go? You can't even protect yourself, what makes you dare to talk such big words!"

Ni Tianxie raised an eyebrow and sneered, "Chu Tianya's 'Buddha's Benevolent Sword' is nothing but a silver-plated spearhead. 'Sacrificing oneself to save others'—if one could cultivate to such a level, the so-called 'Benevolent Sword' would be a sword that doesn't kill, merely using great compassion to sever people's six desires and six senses. But it unexpectedly forced you, who was hidden in my mind, out. You could say it was a blessing in disguise."

Sheng Yukong's silver eyes flashed with mockery: "A blessing in disguise? Is that what you think?"

Ni Tianxie frowned and said, "What are you trying to say?" "

Sheng Yukong's tone was devoid of emotion, yet it carried an undeniable weight. 'Although it was an unexpected coincidence, your arrival in my 'world' is an undeniable fact. And facing you, who have willingly walked into my trap, would I allow the misfortune of ten years ago to repeat itself?'

'Things are different now. The power dynamic has completely reversed. What makes you think you can threaten me?'

Sheng Yukong smiled slightly. 'That's right… my power is indeed much weaker than before, but if used properly, a single spark can start a prairie fire, just like that day at 'Burial Jade Cliff,' wouldn't you say?'

Ni Tianxie shuddered upon hearing this, and an astonishing killing intent emanated from his body.

'What… did you just say…'

Sheng Yukong said leisurely, his hands behind his back, 'The strongest move of the 'Sword of Eternity'—Above Heaven and Earth, I Alone Am Supreme!'" "This is the double insurance I left before the Spiritual Reincarnation. In case I 'entrusted the wrong person'—unexpected changes occurred—then besides the Six Paths Sacred Pearl, there is another 'key' that can awaken me, namely the sixth form of the Sword of Eternity."

Ni Tianxie's face turned deathly pale.

"Could it be..."

"Using your strongest move while your injuries were not yet healed, which caused meridian disorder, so you couldn't save Yu Baixue in time... This is probably your greatest hidden pain, isn't it?" “

I did have my suspicions… but I never imagined it was you who was behind it…”

The look in Ni Tianxie’s eyes at this moment would likely have caused anyone with a weak heart to faint from fright.

“Oh… such astonishing killing intent. Losing a loved one can make even the most heartless person so intense. So you want to kill me… this look of utter hatred…”

Sheng Yukong let out a sigh of admiration.

“But it’s useless. No matter how much you want to kill me, within this ‘world’ I created, even the power to crush an ant requires my permission… You should have realized that by now, shouldn’t you?”

Ni Tianxie’s handsome face turned ashen.

“I didn’t expect you to have the leisure to play such petty tricks!”

Sheng Yukong smiled beautifully.

“Don’t look at me like that. Four hundred years of accumulated power and experience, snatched away without even a thank you. It’s not your place to hate me!” "

So what? Should I express my gratitude to you, and then we shake hands and say goodbye?"

Sheng Yukong remained unmoved by Ni Tianxie's sharp words.

"We've only met once in so long, I don't want our reunion to end in a fight..." Sheng Yukong said, turning his back to Ni Tianxie with an unwavering attitude and tone, "You should leave too. Although the passage of time in this world is determined by my will, if you stay too long, even I can't guarantee what kind of accident might occur.

" "You..."

Ni Tianxie was greatly surprised by Sheng Yukong's sudden reversal of stance, because the former should have seized this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity to try to eliminate his will, so why would he just let him leave like this?

This simply didn't make sense.

A voice came from the shoulder that Sheng Yukong had never turned around on.

"Success doesn't have to be in your own hands—this is a lesson I learned from my failure ten years ago. If Yu Baixue's death brings you and me back to the same goal, then why care who controls this body?"

Ni Tianxie's pupils contracted.

"So this is your true purpose!"

Sheng Yukong's smile was sharp and dangerous, like a razor.

"If you don't expect anything, you won't be hurt. I realized this four hundred years ago."

Beneath his silver hair, his once incredibly handsome face was twisted into a demonic image by anger.

"How dare you scheme against me like this! Do you think I'll let this go?"

Realizing that he had been manipulated and controlled all along, Ni Tianxie, who had always prided himself on his wisdom and strategy, felt unparalleled anger and humiliation.

More importantly, Sheng Yukong was the murderer of his mother, Yu Baixue!

"Feeling anger, grief, and despair? As long as you are human, you cannot escape this endless hell of emotions. That's why I'm carrying out the Six Paths' plan to destroy the world, because it's the only way to save humanity."

"Your ridiculous plan... I have no interest in knowing or caring about it..." Ni Tianxie said in a tone that was both angry and heartbroken, "I only know that from today onwards, I will find you at all costs! This time, I will definitely annihilate you completely!"

Sheng Yukong laughed and said, "For someone who has died twice, your words are really no threat!"

"I don't believe you are truly fearless!"

Sheng Yukong turned around like a whirlwind, his silver pupils radiating an unusual light.

"As long as the mission of destroying the world in the Six Paths has a successor, what is there to fear about my death?"

Ni Tianxie stared coldly at Sheng Yukong, and said in a tone as hard as stone, "Why do you think I will definitely continue your plan to destroy the world?"

"Because I am you." Sheng Yukong looked back at Ni Tianxie and said, "And you can deceive the world, but you cannot deceive yourself."

"Absurd!"

Sheng Yukong said with a half-smile, "Whether it's absurd or not, you know in your heart."

Ni Tianxie's fingers dug into his palms. This was the first time he had ever hated someone so much from the bottom of his heart.

"I will never follow the path you've laid out!"

"You're wrong." Sheng Yukong shook his head, his eyes filled with boundless compassion and pity: "Everything you've done is your own choice."

The slow, gentle voice gradually faded from Ni Tianxie's ears, and even the endless, vast wilderness before him seemed to melt away.

"We will meet again."

Ni Tianxie gritted his teeth, his voice booming like thunder in winter and snow in summer: "Of course, we will definitely meet again!"

Whether Sheng Yukong heard these words deep within his consciousness was unknown, but as the wilderness gradually faded into nothingness, Ni Tianxie seemed to hear a satisfied laugh.

—Sheng Yukong! Don't be so smug! I swear, I will destroy you by any means necessary to avenge my mother!

Blood splattered.

No matter how much time passes in the world of consciousness, it is but a fleeting moment in the real world, so short that even Chu Tianya hadn't realized that his "Tathagata's Benevolent Sword" hadn't achieved its intended effect.

Ni Tianxie gripped Chu Tianya's wrist with a chilling smile, slowly forcing the sword-like finger embedded in his shoulder out.

At this moment, the profound killing intent emanating from the "Peerless Evil God" was more than ten times stronger than before!

Chapter Two: Inescapable Calamity

. Slaying karma is not about killing, eliminating evil is not about suppressing good.

The Tathagata's Benevolent Sword, hailed as the "Number One Killing Sword of Buddhism," yet Heaven cherishes life, and Buddhists abstain from killing and fighting. Why then would such a cruel and ruthless sword be created?

The answer lies in the "benevolence" of "Tathagata's Benevolent Sword."

The freedom of all dharmas is called "Tathagata"; concealing evil and promoting good is called "good vision."

The true meaning of the "Tathagata's Benevolent Sword" lies in "sacrificing oneself to save all beings." Before practicing this sword technique, one must first sever the six senses, eliminate the six sense organs, and eradicate the six thieves. While there is still breath, nothing but good remains.

Simply put, it's no different from being a "living dead."

Through near-cruel ascetic training, all six senses are severed, allowing the "Manas consciousness" to rise to its highest level in an extremely unbalanced manner. In the first and last sword strike of one's life, the near-fantasy fact of "brainwashing with sword intent" is achieved.

The inner secret of the "Buddha's Benevolent Sword" is like splashing water to wash away a stain on the ground, using a large amount of "good thoughts" to wash away the "evil thoughts" in the victim's mind. However, good and evil are inherently one; how can one remove evil and retain good?

Six hundred years ago, a "wicked ancestor" named Situ Hengba emerged in the martial arts world. His "Undying Body" cultivation was unparalleled; no precious sword could harm him, yet his "Great Unmerciful Palm" was devastating, instantly killing those struck.

Situ Hengba, relying on his unparalleled mastery of both internal and external demonic arts, ran rampant in his time, unchecked by anyone. Several times, the righteous heroes, unable to bear his cruel and domineering ways, launched attacks, only to be utterly slaughtered, their corpses strewn across the battlefield. At that time, even the mere mention of the name "Evil Ancestor" Situ Hengba would terrify children into silence.

Situ Hengba's bloodthirsty atrocities finally alarmed the "Bodhi Seat," but even the Holy Master of the Seat lacked the confidence to defeat the "Evil Ancestor." While the "Great Brahma Technique" might counter the "Great Uncompassionate Palm," it could not break through the "Immortal Body" impervious to water, fire, swords, and spears. Even mutual destruction was no easy feat.

Fortunately, one of the twelve elders of the Seat, the Law Elder Shizang, with a heart of self-sacrifice, went into seclusion to comprehend the Seat's forbidden technique—"The Tathagata's Benevolent Sword."

After three months of self-imposed seclusion in the meditation room, abstaining from food and drink, and when everyone else thought Shizang had succumbed to exhaustion and death, the heavy bronze door suddenly opened automatically. Shizang, his six senses severed, seemed to float out, appearing before the tearful Dharma Master. The two exchanged no words, only a slight nod, and then Shizang left the "Bodhi Dharma Seat." The outcome of Shizang's battle with Situ Hengba remains unknown; both vanished from the martial world as if they had evaporated into thin air. A month later, an unmarked grave appeared within the "Bodhi Dharma Seat," along with a lay disciple who constantly drooled and grinned foolishly, his origins unknown.

From then on, no one practiced the "Tathagata's Benevolent Sword," a sword technique that first injures oneself and then others.

Six hundred years later, Chu Tianya, the "Leaving Sword," witnessed his beloved Bai Suyan's betrayal and infidelity. Heartbroken, yet still haunted by the unresolved revenge for the massacre of his family, he returned to his mentor, Wangwo, the head of the twelve elders of the "Bodhi Throne," demanding that he learn the unparalleled sword technique capable of defeating "Yan Huang" Jun Nitian.

"Old Na can teach you a sword technique that could potentially defeat Jun Yan Huang, but this technique will harm the user before harming the attacker. If the price is death for you and your enemy, would you still want to learn it?"

"Yes." The simple answer revealed an unwavering resolve.

Whether for other reasons or genuinely moved by Chu Tianya's sincerity, Wangwo ultimately took him back to the "Bodhi Throne" and taught him the inner workings of the "Tathagata's Benevolent Sword."

"The only way to master the Tathagata's Benevolent Sword is to learn to let go."

"Let go?"

"Yes, let go of hatred. Only those who are truly without anger or resentment can master this sword technique."

"Forgive my ignorance, but how can a sword driven by killing intent kill?"

"This is why the 'Tathagata's Benevolent Sword' is known as the 'Number One Killing Sword of Buddhism.' The Benevolent Sword kills the heart, not the person."

"Killing intent?"

"Exactly. The Buddha is compassionate, sacrificing himself to feed the eagle, cutting through karma to save lives. The so-called 'Benevolent Sword' is actually a sword of 'self-sacrifice to save others.' If there is hatred and anger in one's heart, it is like a piece of white paper stained with paint, unable to unleash the true power of this sword technique."

"A sword of self-sacrifice to save others..."

After a year of secret arduous training, Chu Tianya miraculously mastered the "Tathagata's Benevolent Sword." However, news also came that "Yama Emperor" Jun Nitian and "Heavenly Sword Absolute Blade" Ding Chenyi had died in their duel at the "Sea of Unenterable Trees."

In fact, once Chu Tianya mastered the "Tathagata's Benevolent Sword," he had completely abandoned even his desire for revenge. Whether Jun Nitian lived or died was no longer important to him. However, although "Yama" was dead, his descendants were even more evil and ruthless. With the alliance of "Peerless Evil God" and "Great Sun Heavenly King," the Lord of Floating and Sinking judged that only the "Tathagata's Benevolent Sword" could counter Nitian's "Sword of Eternity." Therefore, he invited Chu Tianya to come out of seclusion and join forces with Wangwo and his disciple to restrain "Peerless Evil God."

As for Ziying, the only survivor among the "Five Demon Children," he volunteered to participate in the battle to repay the life-saving

grace of "Bodhi Seat." The "Tathagata's Benevolent Sword" is a sword that cuts through karma, a sword of Zen Buddhism's boundless and thoughtless state. Therefore, even the ultimate power of "Ten Directions Annihilation" could not restrain Chu Tianya's sword momentum. However, the Lord of Floating and Sinking and Wangwo overlooked one thing: Nitian possessed more than one multiple personality.

When the intent of the Benevolent Sword surged into the mind of the Demon King, his soul, hidden deep within, was finally "forced" to act in self-defense. Protecting his own existence, he inadvertently exposed it – a classic case of the impossible.

The cleansing power of the "Benevolent Sword" coincided with the intervention of Sheng Yukong, the "Six Paths Holy Emperor," a master of soul power. With over four hundred years of spiritual cultivation, he protected the Demon King, preventing him, the "subordinate," from being annihilated if the Demon King's main body became an idiot.

Once Sheng Yukong unleashed his hidden power, the resonance of their spiritual consciousnesses inevitably led to a reunion of the two former "Heavenly Dao" masters in the world of consciousness. This revealed to the Demon King that Sheng Yukong was not actually dead, and that… he was the true mastermind behind the death of his only true love – Yu Baixue!

This outcome made the "Peerless Evil God" even more wicked, more insane, and… more terrifying.

Including Chu Tianya, who had lost his six senses, Wangwo and Ziying suddenly felt an extremely chilling and brutal aura enveloping their surroundings.

After pulling Chu Tianya's sword finger from his chest, Ni Tianxie made no further move, only a cold smile on his lips. His once deep black pupils had now transformed into an eerie silver, gleaming with a chilling sharpness that made people tremble. From any angle, they were not the eyes of a human being...

"As expected of the Bodhi Throne, a Buddhist holy site with a thousand-year history... I almost capsized in the gutter. This sword strike was indeed very brilliant... If it were anyone else who had taken this strike, they probably wouldn't have been able to withstand it. But unfortunately, the target of your sword strike was me. Shui Yuan failed at the last moment. This is a reflection of your life... Chu Tianya."

The cold tone seemed to be a final commentary on Chu Tianya's life. Ni Tianxie loosened his grip, and Chu Tianya collapsed backward as if all his strength had been drained.

"The Tathagata's Benevolent Sword, one sword in a lifetime"

—the price for turning oneself into wood and stone was that one could only unleash the "Tathagata's Benevolent Sword" once in a lifetime. Once the sword was drawn, regardless of the outcome, there would be no second chance.

"Leaving the Sword," Chu Tianya, had completed the final battle of his life.

There was no time to mourn the deaths of his comrades; those still engaged in the battle felt an even heavier pressure. The "Peerless Evil God," with no more reason to hold back, unleashed a torrent of killing intent, crashing like waves against his enemies.

"Ten moves..."

"If you two are still standing alive within ten moves, I will spare your lives today."

His calm words were less a threat and more a statement of fact. Without giving the two any space to argue, the air currents surrounding them suddenly vanished, and Ni Tianxie shot out like an arrow, his sword energy slicing through the atmosphere with a fierce tearing sound. A surging wave of sword energy swept towards the two.

The sword waves crashed down like a thousand ferocious beasts, and amidst the rain of swords, Ni Tianxie's handsome face remained icy cold, filled with murderous intent. His utter silence revealed his seriousness

—a serious determination to kill them both.

"Master Wangwo, cover me!"

Facing the oncoming surging wave of sword energy, Ziying, like a newborn calf, showed no fear. A dazzling silver light erupted from his waist—the "Infinite" soft sword, forged by the former master craftsman Gui, moved with the speed of the wind, its silver light bursting like sparks, directly clashing with the chaotic, crisscrossing Worldly Sword Energy.

"A pointless struggle!"

A malicious snort suddenly rang out, and as if to confirm his statement, the Worldly Sword Energy shot forth even stronger and more domineeringly, sharp enough to cut through space itself.

A fleeting, ethereal smile played on Zi Ying's lips, slowly fading away. The "Infinite" Blade trembled, unleashing a serpentine silver light that spun and slashed, actually blocking eighty percent of the sword energy from the Eternal Sword in one fell swoop.

Blocking eighty percent, however, still left two-tenths.

"Amitabha!"

Wangwo clasped his hands together, chanting a Buddhist mantra. A void surged forth with the Buddhist hand seals, formless yet substantial, vast and all-encompassing. Wangwo changed seven hand seals in quick succession, the "Vacuum and Existence" technique layered and supple, easily dissipating the remaining two-tenths of the sword energy.

One forceful, one gentle; one offensive, one defensive—this combination of old and young was indeed seamless and exquisitely perfect.

Unfortunately, their opponent this time was the "Peerless Evil God," Ni Tianxie, whose killing intent had already been stirred!

Ni Tianxie's silver eyes flashed with icy killing intent. His ten fingers shot out, and in an instant, their vision was filled with a mirror-like blue light, densely packed like a swarm of locusts, its power more than twice that of the previous attack!

"How is this possible! Doesn't he even need to recover his breath?"

Ziying was shocked by Ni Tianxie's seemingly endless sword control technique. Their energies interacted, and the Changshi Sword Qi array deformed, like two wings of light sweeping across, as if time itself had been disrupted, instantly reaching within three feet of Ziying.

"This is bad!"

Wangwo strode forward, his ten fingers forming the "Achievement of All Brightness Seal," spinning a subtle and profound circle. His domineering force field forcefully deflected the wings of light, redirecting them towards him.

"Zen Master!!"

Ziying's eyes were bloodshot, but it was too late. He could only watch helplessly as Wangwo blocked the attack with his own body.

Like two heavy iron hammers striking a fragile glass surface, Wangwo's body was shattered and destroyed on the path where the wings of light intersected.

Wangzi, the head of the twelve Dharma Protectors of the "Bodhi Throne," held a position in Buddhism second only to the "Lord of Floating and Sinking," yet his boundless compassion surpassed even that. Chu Tianya and Ziying both received the promise of rebirth under his guidance. In the end, he died protecting others, truly achieving the Buddha-like state of "selflessness."

Unfortunately, his sacrifice could not change the cruel ending.

"The old bald monk is already dead; you should go down and join him!"

A dazzling, lightning-fast blue sword beam, abandoning all variations in technique and relying solely on speed for ultimate destructive power, bloomed into a flower of blood on Ziying's forehead before he could even react. The sword energy pierced through his skull!

Countless images flashed before Ziying's eyes in an instant; the world suddenly fell silent, everything rewinding like a silent film before him, then fading into darkness.

A line of blood, symbolizing the passing of life, was drawn, and Ziying fell backward.

—"Infinite" Ziying, the leader of the Five Demons of the Underworld, the beloved disciple of "Earthly Treasury" Demon Buddha, whom Demon Buddha still regarded as the only hope for the revival of the Underworld before his glorious death. A talented young master of the new generation. But fate is cruel. Before reaching the highest point in the sky to shine, Morning Star had already turned into a shooting star and fallen.

This is the ending of the so-called jealousy of the heavens.

After unleashing two "ultimate" moves in succession, the immense effort required even for the "Peerless Evil God" to recover his breath. After a few breaths, the Evil God turned his empty eyes, which could be described as "despair," to the other side of the battlefield, to the "Great Sun Heavenly King" and the "Lord of Floating and Sinking." Between the two generals, the first and last battle was a clash between a clam and a clam. Could he, the director and protagonist, be the ultimate victor?

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