Chapter 2634: When Will the Burning of Words End?

Chapter 2595: Burn the Words to When

In the world of eternity, myriad years are difficult to achieve. Too many stunning talents exist, yet simply lacking a little bit of luck or a bit more accumulated time, they fall far short, forever unable to reach their full potential.

Even with ten thousand kinds of unwillingness, they can only accept.

But to make these chosen ones bow their heads and ears to a transcender, or even see and avoid them, retreat from their edge, or only kneel upon meeting... that too is difficult.

With strength far inferior, they still dare to harbor hatred towards the supreme immortal!

On this road, Jiang Wang and Chong Xuan Sheng are not pioneers; they already have many "seniors."

Until now, Jiang Wang had already learned four ways to resist a transcender. Zuo Qiu Wu provided the fifth:

He deeply understood that before Seven Hates, he was like a child who only knew one plus one equals two, utterly unable to comprehend complex Nine Chapters Arithmetic.

He didn't try to understand.

He chose to firmly grasp the only truth: "one plus one equals two," and let the transcender contend with him on this question. Let's see who can write "two" faster and better.

Seven Hates turned Wu Zhai Xue's historical projection into a puppet-like existence that could be discarded at any time. Zuo Qiu Wu then "refined the false into the true," making "Wu Zhai Xue" exist independently, truly born. The position of Saint Demon Monarch must be fixed with this name.

The fate set by the Demon Ancestor is Seven Hates's vital point. Zuo Qiu Wu seized this point and refused to let go!

"Wu Seven! I am not a troublemaker, but if I were you, to be so humiliated by a mere absolute peak... how could I endure?"

Dou Zhao had already put away his broken arm at this point, holding his knife and standing firm. He stood two steps away from Jiang Wang, his blade shifting slightly, though it was unclear if it faced the Seven Hates inside the chessboard or the two elders, Li and Xiao, outside.

Grinning, he said: "Just show him!"

"You are the Wu Seven of today, already the first in the Demon Realm. Why not let the Wu Zhai Xue of the past also become a Demon Monarch, also escape the Demon Ancestor's returning fate, and also prove transcendence?"

"Thus, with a dual body, both transcend, trampling the Demon Ancestor's set fate into mud, tearing the Demon Ancestor's dignity into scraps of paper. You will be the first demon of all time! I will follow in your footsteps, exhausting this life, to bury you with my knife, or be buried under your knife!"

Although holding the knife with one arm and with torn military clothes, his fighting spirit was high and unstoppable: "To be born to ascend to the supreme, or to die under the supreme in fierce battle, is it not joyful?!"

He spoke cheerfully, but everyone knew this matter was impossible. It was a blatant mockery of Seven Hates.

Moreover, leaving aside whether the foundation of this "Wu Zhai Xue," catalyzed by Zuo Qiu Wu, was sufficient,

Just one thing: he was too compatible with the "Li Beng Le Huai Saint Demon Gong"! Once achieved, demonic nature would be deeply rooted, intertwined with the demon position, mixing into one body, without even a chance to escape.

This was also the reason why Wu Zhai Xue in the past abandoned the Saint Demon Gong and chose the Desire Demon Gong. In fact, the former Wu Zhai Xue was fundamentally indifferent to the seven emotions and cold to the six desires. It was only in an extremely short time that he catalyzed himself into a mad demon of extreme emotional indulgence and desire, and then achieved the position of Desire Demon Monarch.

Precisely by achieving such a demon monarch position that did not fit his nature, he then, in this kind of inherent conflict, left a little possibility for struggle. Then, by replacing "Desire" with "Seven Hates," and again replacing "Seven Hates" with the all-emptying "Ultimate Hate," he successfully escaped.

To do it again, it was impossible.

Wu Zhai Xue, his body fallen into the furnace, his form suffering fierce flames, completely ignored Dou Zhao's provocation. He calmly and deliberately plucked off the demonic qi on his body, like picking off fallen leaves from his shoulder, and threw them into the demon gong one by one. "The present world is falling apart, joy is crumbling, seeking all emptiness, human faces are hypocritical, human hearts are treacherous, the disaster waters are rising high, the execution platform is empty, dawn and dusk the heavens collapse yet salvation is not yet— salvation must come from the Demon Ancestor!"

"To write a history for demons, I am willing to be a minister to the Demon Ancestor."

He smiled at Zuo Qiu Wu: "Why would I want to escape?"

Seven Hates, borrowing this body, covered his hand and pressed down, pressing that invisible Demon Monarch great seat, stopping it in the darkness.

His mouth spoke of loyalty to the Demon Ancestor, but his hand firmly held back the step of the Demon Monarch's return, and with the demonic qi in his body, he engaged in a tug-of-war with Zuo Qiu Wu over the "Li Beng Le Huai Saint Demon Gong."

Wen qi like chains, demonic qi like ropes, each entangled with the demon gong, one pulling outward, one pulling inward, neither yielding. This "Li Beng Le Huai Saint Demon Gong," suspended within the demon body, acted like a bottomless abyss, instantly intensifying the consumption of the heaven and earth time furnace.

Seven Hates, with his deep, quiet pupils, looked at the fierce wen shi flames flowing around his body, and naturally also discovered several wisps of gold, red, and white flames flowing quietly within. He smiled nonchalantly, only saying to Zuo Qiu Wu: "Although what you are burning now are waste drafts, they are also truly happened stories, truly filled with your blood and sweat."

"Once these are burned..." He asked: "What do you plan to do?"

He chose a stupid method, pausing at the moment of returning or not returning, consuming Zuo Qiu Wu.

In such a time, in such a place, as long as transcender power did not descend, it was indeed impossible for him to deal with these people.

But he, as the only transcender demon in the present world, could hold back the Demon Monarch position for long enough, making the Saint Demon Monarch's return stop permanently in the present... how many chapters did Zuo Qiu Wu's book have, to burn the words to when?

Zuo Qiu Wu did not have the composure of an immortal; he only had a scholar's intensity: "I plan to burn everything, until you are unable to escape."

"Isn't this 'Qin Ku Book Yuan' your life's work?" Seven Hates asked in a strange tone.

"My life's quest—" Zuo Qiu Wu paused: "Is just this moment."

Because this sentence was spoken too calmly, at this moment, it shook the power of time.

Hua hua hua, rising from nowhere, a sudden intense sound of flipping pages.

It seemed as if thousands upon thousands of people sat there, flipping through books non-stop. That hua hua sound was clearly urgently seeking an answer.

For Zuo Qiu Wu, the great exam of his life was today.

He started the Spring and Autumn again!

Different from any other time, not the same as the mainstream Confucian grand technique, but his unique Spring and Autumn of the heart.

He made notes for the Confucian classic named "Spring and Autumn," and also added new blood to this Confucian grand technique named "Spring and Autumn."

With this "Nine Sages Absolute Sound" technique, crossing mountains and ridges, he wanted to cross over this immortal peak named "Seven Hates."

One by one, the bamboo slips, like a school of competing carps, were all thrown into the heaven and earth time furnace.

Flames rose three zhang, light blazed nine points.

Bi po bi po crackling sounds turned into pi li pa la explosions.

Facing the last survivor of the so-called "Except Evening Three Friends," Zuo Qiu Wu set off the firecrackers of the Except Evening night.

With this, bidding farewell to the old year and ushering in the new.

That exploding sound... seemed also to come from Zuo Qiu Wu's flesh and blood, from Zuo Qiu Wu's bones.

He proved saint in an instant.

In the era of various saints, the term "Saint" referred to great scholars. Because they basically all achieved transcendence by developing doctrines, strengthening the human path, and pushing themselves beyond the absolute peak, but there was still a silk-like, indescribable barrier separating them from the true eternal realm.

It can be said completely— "Saint" was a product of the era of various saints.

Before this, this kind of realm, already two feet beyond the absolute peak, infinitely close to transcendence, but still not truly transcendent, indeed also existed, but all due to various accidents.

General peak achievers either had no hope of transcendence forever, or failed in their leap, or achieved immortality. Extremely few could say that after jumping up, they could wait for a while in the air and then continue jumping.

It was in the era of various saints that this special power level suddenly surged, becoming an existence that "had traces to follow, could be replicated." It was almost like creating a step, making that supreme immortal realm slightly closer to the human world.

This was of course a grand proof of the era of various saints.

At this moment, it was also a new chapter in Zuo Qiu Wu's life.

He was already one of the closest people to transcendence in the present world! But he was still burning his blood and sweat.

He could already barely stand on tiptoe to catch a glimpse of the transcender! But he was still burning the history he wrote.

Because only thus, could he pry open the future he wanted. Only thus, could he turn that best chapter into the present of Qin Ku Book Yuan.

Merely relying on this body shell of "Wu Zhai Xue," suspended before the great Demon Monarch position, was fundamentally insufficient to resist the present him.

Unless Seven Hates truly descended.

But once Seven Hates truly descended, the first to face him would undoubtedly be Huang Wei Zhen or Qing Qiong God Zun, or even face both simultaneously.

Transcenders are near-omnipotent, provided no other transcender is watching.

So Seven Hates had no other choice!

The change happened just like that.

Within that demon body merged with Wu Zhai Xue and the Saint Demon, a dark gold colored book slip floated and sank in its heart and mouth... being tugged in opposite directions by a wisp of wen qi and a wisp of demonic qi entangled with the "Li Beng Le Huai Saint Demon Gong," at this moment, it suddenly stopped.

The demonic qi and text entangled on it all broke like silk threads.

With this demon gong as the core, a new outline of a Saint Demon was being born.

And outside this merged body, the part belonging to Wu Zhai Xue, like a page of a paper book, was flipped open. The part belonging to the Saint Demon, however, turned into dark gold colored fluid, flowing towards that newborn Saint Demon.

The step of the Demon Monarch's return was forcibly stopped. That Saint Demon Monarch that would be but was not, was directly wiped out. This historical projection named "Wu Zhai Xue" went its separate way from the Demon Ancestor's returning fate.

In the vast nothingness, countless dark gold colored light points suddenly appeared.

Cang Ming walked out from those blood-colored eyes of destruction, and the various outer gods, as if suddenly opening their mouths, instantly devoured these light points!

But there were more light points, attaching themselves to that dark gold colored book slip.

The brand new Saint Demon outline became clear almost in an instant.

When Tian An Ping first entered the demon path, Seven Hates directly asked him if he wanted the Saint Demon Gong or the Immortal Demon Gong.

Because the long-lost "Li Beng Le Huai Saint Demon Gong"... had always been under Seven Hates's control!

He had initially left a foreshadowing in Qin Ku Book Yuan. It was perhaps not merely counted as Si Ma Heng snatching away a historical projection of Wu Zhai Xue. Nor was it that Zuo Qiu Wu had to eradicate all demonic nature and pull out all demonic qi to turn the page.

In the history of Qin Ku Book Yuan, the Saint Demon had invaded these scholars countless times. Bian Cheng Yan Jun's intrusion into that space-time, and the Saint Demon walking freely among them, was a kind of embodiment.

At this moment... Wan Yi entered the demon path!

He wanted to push this Saint Demon to an unprecedented peak, because the "Li Beng Le Huai Saint Demon Gong" itself possessed a foundation. He would endow this Saint Demon with unlimited power under transcendence, which was to say... a true "Saint"!

But a hand reached into the furnace. Zuo Qiu Wu directly jumped into the heaven and earth time demon refining furnace, burning his body with fire, instantly piercing the newborn demon body, and with one hand grasped this dark gold colored book slip, seemingly grasping the Saint Demon's heart. Facing the demon's face, his pupils were like flames, his state near madness: "Demon of saint... this may not be enough!"

His Confucian crown was already gone, his pinned hair scattered, but he absolutely did not believe that Seven Hates was invincible!

He had plotted against the "Li Beng Le Huai Saint Demon Gong" for so many years, and knew early on that it was under Seven Hates's control. Everything he had done all these years was for this moment.

"A majestic immortal, repeatedly yielding to me! You are a demon like no other in history, do you only have such means?!"

His other hand, like the overturning of the sky, clawed down towards the peeled-out Wu Zhai Xue.

With a demon of saint against Zuo Qiu Wu, this newly promoted and life-burning saint, and with the Tai Xu Ge crowd glaring outside the chessboard, the ending of the "Li Beng Le Huai Saint Demon Gong" was almost already predetermined.

But Seven Hates's action was originally to abandon this demon gong and escape the "Wu Zhai Xue" body.

Looking up at this claw, which resembled a 'heavenly cage,' pressing down, he looked at Zuo Qiu Wu from the gap in the cage and couldn't help but laugh: "Surround three, leave one? You think that by putting a seemingly unaware false intention, but in fact someone truly isolated from the outside world for many years, Li Heng Zhi, here, you can lure me out of this chess game and push him into the demon path?"

Li Heng Zhi had not left the mountain for many years, isolating himself from the world, not even receiving outside news, severing karma, just so that at a crucial moment, he could stand on the front line against transcendence without interference— during the period of the Confucian Ancestor's sleep, Book Mountain had to make corresponding preparations. He resided in the Spring and Autumn, unaware of worldly affairs, thus not known by the transcender either.

Using him to deal with the present Seven Hates was more suitable than anyone else. No one was more suitable for the "Li Beng Le Huai Saint Demon Gong" than him. The first generation Saint Demon Monarch was originally from the Confucian Li family!

But Seven Hates had already detected it. Although he had myriad means not used and many foreshadowings not revealed, he remained unmoved, facing Zuo Qiu Wu's step-by-step coercion, and with the dignity of a transcender, repeatedly abandoned pieces, repeatedly avoided.

"You think worldly dignity or honor and shame can still restrain me?"

He laughed coldly: "Initially being recorded by Si Ma Heng, I also admit this result! I will settle accounts with him later! You all made your moves today, we shall see the response later."

"Yao Fu, Chen Pu, Bai Ge Xiao— and who?"

"Relying on one Mister Zi, relying on the present Confucians, do you also want to kill me, Seven Hates? The human heart is not content, the snake swallows the elephant, the ant shakes the tree and overestimates itself!"

He borrowed Wu Zhai Xue's body, lifted his palm to meet Zuo Qiu Wu's claw momentum, holding up his palm, bearing the sky from the ground: "Call wake Kong Ke, lift He to come! This seat may then yield three points in courtesy!"

This lifting, truly had a grand momentum, enough to make the eight directions retreat. Not only did it shake time, pushing open all the pieces on the chessboard, but it also spread to the outside of the chessboard, surging towards everyone in the lake heart pavilion!

But Zuo Qiu Wu's claw momentum was not stopped.

Because Wu Zhai Xue's palm, at the instant of "welcoming the sky," melted like ice and snow!

His whole body turned into flowing light, throwing itself towards that Saint Demon.

Wu Zhai Xue dissolved his body to nourish the demon!

By now, the eradication of the demon in Qin Ku Book Yuan had become inevitable; the thousand-year chronic illness must be cleared. The only thing left to struggle over was this projection body named "Wu Zhai Xue."

Once this body completely dissolved, the hidden trouble initially left by Si Ma Heng's forced action against Seven Hates would then be considered wiped clean.

But the flowing light was frozen!

Someone fundamentally did not care about the immortal's deterrence. While Seven Hates's palm held up the sky, they advanced instead of retreating, killing their way into the middle of the chess game— it was bluff now, but if they had judged wrong at that time, life and death would have been separated in an instant.

But this frosty intent was so firm.

The phantom of the death announcement bird circled, and this flowing light was frozen within an ice coffin, solidifying into a dark gold colored lightning bolt.

"Good guts!" Wu Zhai Xue's muffled voice was like thunder. The flowing light moved, attempting to crack the coffin and escape.

Yet, only a loud boom was heard. A supreme immortal palace seemed to descend from the depths of time, instantly suppressing the ice coffin.

This palace was hazy, its full appearance unseen, like a divine dragon not showing its full trace, but seeing only scales and claws, already noble and unreachable, thus possessed a majestic sound.

One could see faint clouds, and hear the immortal music of the eight directions.

On the clouds were high pavilions, and hall front gates rose.

The high pavilions were vague and immortal, the gate towers luxurious to the extreme.

Vaguely, a figure in green walked, passing through this gate tower, stepping into the high pavilion, his steps leisurely like a song.

Outside the lake heart pavilion— in an instant, rain was vast. The vast, endless rain consisted of the immortal thoughts that had earlier scattered to different space-times, all suspended, as if towards the immortal emperor's palace.

Ling Xiao Ge, Chao Tian Que, Holding Lin Dong, Embracing Ru Yi, ten thousand immortals coming to court!

As this palace settled, the ice coffin remained unshaken.

In the pavilion, it was not only the green-clothed figure present.

In front of the phantom of the flipping death announcement bird, a knife edge as black as ink swept across—

It seemed to create a gap, and indeed a gap was formed.

Refining the void ten thousand li!

The space between "Wu Zhai Xue" and "Saint Demon" was at this moment nearly infinitely extended! An inch apart, it actually became as far as the horizon.