Chapter 2538: No Turning Back

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I have already done so, what about you?

Di Zang asked the same question before, and at that time, with a drop of Buddha blood, he concluded Bodhi, reversed cause and effect, and completed the suppression of Ji Feng Zhou.

And the ending of that time was Ji Feng Zhou alone swallowing the bitter fruit, thereby intensifying his injury.

Now golden blood beads fly like a flowing waterfall, Bodhi also has numerous branches, Di Zang's wound marks represent more painful bitter fruit. If Ji Feng Zhou is to bear all of it, this body of the heavily injured, not yet healed and bitterly battling Son of Heaven... can he still bear it?

"Your Majesty!" The one who holds the imperial edict of the Palm Army, Chun Yu Gui, always protecting at the outside of the central great hall, at this moment raises his army's momentum and moves, forming a brilliant white day dragon, born with scales and pulling horns, coiling around this palace: "A master is insulted, a minister dies; what is this demon monk's question! The last general requests battle!"

He was not requesting battle, but requesting death.

The white dragon folds once, seeming like a jade belt around the waist, willing to die in place of the Son of Heaven!

Chun Yu Gui and the Imperial Edict Army he commanded were of one mind, together going towards danger.

After so many years of innovation and change, the art of war is no longer that ancient era where one relied entirely on warriors' self-dedication to merge into one body.

The maximum utilization of soldiers' qi and blood has also increased from three percent or four percent of strong armies in that era to generally exceeding seven percent and approaching eight percent in the strong armies of hegemonic countries today. The rest is the inevitable consumption during the operation of the military array.

On the basis of daily efficient training, with the help of contemporary military arrays, array diagrams, and various weapons including military flags and war drums, there is now no need to so extremely demand the personal will of warriors; the powers of all warriors can also be integrated.

Of course, hearts united from top to bottom and scattered military hearts definitely result in completely different combat performances, and this is also the watershed for the ability of generals to lead troops.

The Imperial Edict Army is an army personally trained by Nan Tian Shi Ying Jiang Hong. Although the commander was newly changed within a short time and the integration was not enough, Chun Yu Gui is also a core member of the emperor's party and controls military power without hindrance. He is also a talent of the empire, a veteran general with experience in the demon world. In a situation where he has support from top to bottom, he can still truly summon the military soul of this army—

As stated in 《Point General Nine Discourses, Select Soldiers Eight Methods》: "Leading one hundred thousand troops, with hearts united from top to bottom, daring to die at a word, a world-famous general!"

Chun Yu Gui has the foundation to become a world-famous general, only lacking a war of sufficient weight.

In contrast is the newly appointed Capital Marshal, Kuang Ming.

Although Kuang Ming himself leans towards the imperial family, the Dang Xie Army after all belongs to Yu Jing Mountain. Only now the position of Yu Jing Mountain headmaster is vacant, and no one can contend for military power with the commander of Dang Xie. It will still take a certain amount of time to truly bring this army back to the emperor's party.

As the main commander of Dang Xie, it is not difficult for Kuang Ming to lead troops in decisive battles against external enemies, and he can also lead soldiers to fight for victory risking life and death. But to bring these elite soldiers, like the Imperial Edict Army, to line up and die for the Son of Heaven... it is still impossible now.

A general is the gallbladder of the army, and soldiers also restrict the general.

Kuang Ming is undoubtedly stronger than Chun Yu Gui. In this war, however, he only stationed his army to solidify the array and used the army's momentum to support the nation's momentum. He did not blindly express loyalty, but only did what this army should do the most.

Chun Yu Gui and the ten thousand strong army under his command were waiting for orders.

This brilliant white day dragon with a full tail, young and agile, yet every inch of scale and every inch of whisker is condensed from living warriors with qi and blood.

It coils outside the central great hall, with the duty of protecting the Son of Heaven, substantially at the cost of human lives!

But the cruelty of this war lies in the fact that even if the Imperial Edict Army is one of the strongest armies in the world, and these ten thousand people are all willing to die for their monarch, they are actually very difficult to manifest any significance before Di Zang's counterattack.

Ten thousand sharp soldiers going to their deaths together creates no waves in the struggle of transcendence.

If this encircling jade belt can produce any effect, it is because Ji Feng Zhou has such strength, not because they have such weight.

In the history books, it will probably just be a single line: "Chun Yu Gui led the Imperial Edict Army of ten thousand people, followed the emperor on the expedition, and all died."

Some human lives are lighter than numbers, and some are heavier than high mountains.

When light, it is difficult to glance at; when heavy, this heart is difficult to cross.

Ji Feng Zhou just stood there holding his sword, quietly gazing at Di Zang's increasingly distant Buddha eyes.

Just at the moment of Lian Sheng, an abnormally exaggerated great halberd pressed exactly on Di Zang's forehead.

Above the long halberd where gods and ghosts wailed was Jiang Shu holding it with a single hand.

Di Zang's Buddha body, which was cracked but not completely separated from his heavenly spirit, thus knelt down in the dry remnant pit of the Yellow Spring!

Hua la la!

His left eye, Lian Sheng, and his right eye, Lian Mie, both collapsed along with His Buddha body. They turned into waves of surging golden Buddha blood, washing back and forth in the abyss of the Yellow Spring pit.

And these golden Buddha blood continued to expand, and the entire remnant pit of the Yellow Spring also continuously expanded. Originally only a hundred steps square, it suddenly became a thousand zhang, ten thousand zhang, and soon the shore could not be seen!

He had swallowed too much of the world's bitterness, and at the moment his body tilted like a mountain, his Buddha blood mixed as bitter water and was spit out, the bitter water turning into a bitter sea—

Truly a bitter sea without edge.

Looking back, there is no shore!

The two emperors meeting and cutting Di Zang to this point, their military merit was enough to shake the world. But neither the central Son of Heaven nor the East Country Son of Heaven showed a relaxed expression. Instead, they looked at each other, each pulling their body, and following the crack in the sky that Ji Feng Zhou had split earlier, they thus crossed the world and departed.

The earth overturned and the sky flipped suddenly quieted, the ten thousand li battlefield of transcendence, in an instant, the dust and smoke scattered.

The continuous You Ming god mountains just stood there in silence.

"Qin Guang, Qin Guang, life is long and short."

"Punish evil karma, good virtue is self-peace!"

Like the wind of a knife sea cutting over rock gaps, it can still make people feel rough.

Yin Guan stood on the mossy reef stone of a wandering gully, suddenly hearing such a voice.

This voice was like a kind elder, gently stroking his forehead, murmuring in his ear, showing infinite care and expectation for him.

He stood still with lowered eyes, his face expressionless.

In front of him was a towering cliff, with its own pits and hollows, rugged and strange, eroded by seawater into complex shapes.

The various hall Yan Luos were scattered on this cliff face, either standing, squatting, or sitting with legs hanging.

Everyone was wearing black robes and their own Yan Luo masks.

With or without killing intent, or touching or dividing, they wandered uncertainly, seeming like a spider web, floating in this rarely visited island reef.

Except for Wheel King She Di Sheng, who should still be a guest in the central heavenly prison, all the Yan Luos had already arrived. Even the Six Halls Bian Cheng Wang appeared in the burly image of a bird-headed human body, wearing a black great fur.

Everyone was silently waiting for Yin Guan's instructions, and he understood that only he could hear the voice by his ear.

Qin Guang, Qin Guang...

With his level, he actually did not know where this voice came from. With his grasp of curse power and his sensitivity to "outer intent", he actually did not know who was speaking.

He just vaguely felt that he had heard this voice long ago, but had forgotten it before, and only today did he hear it clearly!

What time is it?

"Who? Who is speaking!?" The tall and burly Yan Xiao ferociously opened his mouth, his chaotic bird eyes maliciously scanning around, seeming to want to swallow someone at any time to vent his resentment: "Pretending to be gods and ghosts! Have the guts to stand out and fight us to the death!"

This undead Yan Xiao always likes to fight others to the death.

Among the crowd of Yan Luos in Hell No Door, most act in pairs, such as City King and Wu Guan King, Yan Luo King and Equality King, he Qin Guang King and Chu Jiang King, and even the new Song Emperor King and Tai Shan King quickly formed partners.

Only this already deceased Bian Cheng King's pet, strictly speaking belonging to the third Bian Cheng King's Yan Xiao, maintained the consistent mystery of the Six Halls, always coming and going alone.

Among the vicious criminals gathered in Hell No Door, it was also the most vicious one.

"What did you hear?" Yin Guan looked at him and asked.

No matter how fierce or evil Yan Xiao was, and no matter how unable to perceive his master's existence, he still remembered his master's command. Seeing that it was Qin Guang King asking, he suppressed his killing intent and honestly said: "Disobeying the Ming Chen Palace, resenting the heaven and dying in the wrong city. Affirming the duty of the Bian Cheng King, managing the great call."

As soon as these words came out, the eyes of the crowd of Yan Luos all flashed.

It seemed everyone heard different voices, only everyone was scheming, surprised but not chaotic, no one expressed it. Only Yan Xiao was that brainless one, still chattering at this time: "Also don't know what it means!"

Chu Jiang King timely transmitted his voice: "What I hear is—Measuring sin and seeing nature, the Universal Bright Palace, the cold ice hell and the stripping clothes pavilion. Evil shines in the cold moon, asking for hate at Chu Jiang!"

On this bright clear unnamed island reef, Yin Guan first realized the seriousness of the problem.

God Hero!

The voice that spoke to all the Yan Luos simultaneously was not necessarily God Hero, but it was necessarily related to God Hero's plan.

The reward God Hero gave that could not be refused was Lou Jiang Yue.

The task God Hero requested was only to let him gather the manpower of Hell No Door! Even this step was probably not necessary, God Hero said he would give him a task when the time came, just to coax him to settle his heart.

His saying five days was a test.

God Hero saying three days was a deception.

Originally it was useful to this extent!

What did God Hero want to lay out using all the members of Hell No Door?

Yin Guan always had some doubts, but because his vision was unclear, he was confined by divine powers and could not investigate, and there was always a layer of gloom vaguely obscuring his thinking.

God Hero actually could bring Lou Jiang Yue out from the central heavenly prison! Jiang Wang investigated Guan Lan Tian Zi San's intelligence, left an immortal thought and then disappeared. Wu Guan King and City King, including himself, also all participated in the entanglement of Guan Lan Tian Zi San. And Wu Guan King inexplicably escaped from the central heavenly prison earlier—

It seemed there was a thread in fate, stringing all these together.

Wu Guan King!

Like a lightning strike over his brain, splitting open the muddled fog.

Yin Guan suddenly remembered when he first heard that voice—"Qin Guang, Qin Guang, life is long and short"—was at what time.

Exactly that time Wu Guan King escaped from the central heavenly prison, remotely contacted him through the internal way of Hell No Door, and he decisively detonated that altar... but it was exactly at that time that he was stained by this voice!

He was still very alert at that time, but afterwards he actually forgot. After a period of time, he again took for granted that Wu Guan King's "examination" was over and re-included him into the organization, thereafter actually having no more doubts.

Now linking all this—it is very obvious that there is a hand, pushing all this in the dark.

"Wu Guan!" Yin Guan's long hair rose, suddenly shouting loudly!

Wu Guan King, who was folding his arms upside down on the cliff face, only had time to beg for mercy with one word: "Old—"

Then he exploded into a cluster of green fog!

No one knew why Qin Guang King suddenly attacked, but they knew the boss would definitely give a reasonable explanation in the end.

All the Yan Luos stood still, watching the green fog scatter, neither noisy nor interfering, showing the good organizational atmosphere of Hell No Door.

City King, who had the deepest emotions with Wu Guan King, only hid his soul on one side and gazed into the distance—

Only to see cluster after cluster of green fog, like fireworks, gradually blooming in the distant sky.

Those were all Wu Guan King's "borrowed corpses", exactly one by one being pulled out, one by one being killed!

Not only that.

While Qin Guang King was using curse power to kill Wu Guan King, he again pulled his body towards the high sky—

The energy inside his body howled like a star sea.

Under his feet, curse power shuttled, interweaving into green flowing clouds, and from above these green clouds, he built an altar of curse power!

He... was rushing towards the absolute peak again!

Earlier in the pursuit of Ouyang Jie, he had planned to impact the absolute peak, seeking that one line of possibility in ultimate danger. After escaping the pursuit because Chu Jiang King interfered with the Qian Tian Mirror, he also stopped that adventure.

After knowing that Chu Jiang King was imprisoned because of him, he again planned to venture and impact the absolute peak, to win the qualification to dialogue with Jing Country. Because Jiang Wang returned wearing the Bian Cheng King mask, he again stopped the adventure.

Now is the third time...

One thought wrong, immediately rushing to the top.

His possibility of successfully impacting the absolute peak now is still less than one percent; saying this is seeking death is also not a problem.

He is not someone who is uncomfortable if he does not seek death; repeatedly venturing in such a short time is only because many times he has no choice, only this one life can fight!

Now he cannot contact Jiang Wang, and is again being plotted against by God Hero. If he cannot reach the absolute peak, he fundamentally has no qualification to contend for life.

However, just as he opened the path to the absolute peak and was rushing towards the extraordinary absolute peak, he suddenly heard the sound of hua hua hua.

A picture suddenly appeared before his eyes—

A venerable Buddha, looking exactly like She Di Sheng, cracking open his Buddha body in the boundless nether soil.

In front of this Buddha was the central Son of Heaven, fully robed and holding a ritual sword. Behind this Buddha was the East Country Son of Heaven in purple clothes holding a halberd.

Hua la la!

This was the Buddha blood flowing inside this venerable Buddha's body.

Those two venerable Sons of Heaven suddenly turned their eyes over, and the picture before his eyes simply disappeared, like a thin sheet of paper unable to bear the supreme gaze.

But on this rarely visited island reef, something frightening happened—the continuously exploding green fog suddenly gathered cluster by cluster. The borrowed corpses belonging to Wu Guan King recovered one by one, until that Wu Guan King with arms folded upside down clearly appeared there again.

He was still instinctively begging for mercy: "Boss, calm down! This matter has nothing to do with me—eh?"

Only at this time did he react to what had happened, his eyes wide with terror!

Just on this piece of cliff face, a stone cave appeared extremely naturally. It clearly appeared in an instant, seeming as if it had evolved for thousands of years within the mountain body.

And within the stone cave, a person sat cross-legged, joining palms and reciting scriptures—

A black robe covered his body, and he wore a mask that said "Wheel King".

The Wheel King of the Ten Halls of Yan Luo returns to his position!

From this, all ten halls are complete!

The kind voice by his ear that recited "Qin Guang, Qin Guang, life is long and short" became extremely solemn and grand at this moment, and this voice said—

"All living beings are bitter, My Buddha pities it."

"Now travelers in the world, all are people with bitter fate!"

"You all have no road to heaven, no door to enter the ground, born to step into the sea of fire, live to suffer the tip of a knife."

"I want to create reincarnation, make all heavens and ten thousand worlds have reward for good and evil, souls die and have a return, now convert you all, build the Yan Luo treasure hall, manage good and evil reward and punishment—in the eternal pure land, together enjoy supreme great freedom!"

Hua la la!

A volume of heavenly tide surged back, pushing Yin Guan down from the absolute peak; his act of risking death to impact the absolute peak was pushed back!

Inside the distant tide sound, there were millions of pious voices, together chanting Sanskrit sounds, seeming sacred and compassionate. The Sanskrit sounds said—

"Bitter too! Bitter too!"

"Ferry me! Ferry me!"

"We are diligent in affairs, bitter in life, yet born without dependence, die without attachment. Born to meet the world of sin, sin is not in me!"

"Worship My Buddha, worship My Buddha!"

"Heaven does not ferry people, the Buddha heart ferries, the bitter sea without edge also makes a song!"

In such voices, Qin Guang King, who was just now showing off his fierceness and rushing to the absolute peak at the risk of death, fluttered down like a withered leaf.

His black robe was like dark clouds, his long hair like scattered ink.

Only at the moment of fluttering, his clear and handsome face had a mocking smile: "My parents both died, depending on others for a time, no one came to ferry me."

"I let fame to a close friend, yet put him into the evil turtle's mouth, no one came to ferry me."

"I realized how painful this world is, yet could not find a way to save myself, no one came to ferry me."

"Now I myself have walked through thousands of mountains and rivers—"

He rarely had such an exaggerated expression, but at the moment he exaggeratedly stared with wide eyes, opening both hands in the air, and also opening his mouth: "Originally the world has gods and Buddhas—originally the Buddha will ferry me!?"