Chapter 136: Flipping the Table, It's Your Death, Not Mine!

Chapter 136: Flipping the Table, It's Your Death, Not Mine!

Bai Ze found himself in a dilemma between the world and his master. If he killed, it would be a wrongful death, tainting his Bodhimind. If he didn't, he'd forget his initial intentions, leaving an imperfection in his Bodhimind.

Regardless of the choice, Shang Yanran would achieve her goal, seizing the opportunity to occupy the Great Sun Lotus.

Qi Yuan's thoughts were in turmoil as he tried to make sense of it all.

This Destiny Slate, constantly toying with fate, was too timid.

If it were him, he'd swallow the Great Sun Lotus without hesitation, regardless of the consequences.

If he couldn't even dare to swallow the Great Sun Lotus, how could it be called the Destiny Slate?

But at this moment, Qi Yuan also faced a dilemma.

If Bai Ze remembered that he was the Great Demon, the Windflow Realm would be doomed.

If he didn't expose Shang Yanran as a demoness and the truth about the Destiny Slate, her goal would be accomplished.

At this moment, Shang Yanran gazed at Bai Ze, her eyes filled with anticipation.

"Join me, kill the Great Demon, and bring peace to the world. If you don't..."

In Bai Ze's clear eyes, a haze of confusion appeared.

It was the mark left by the Destiny Slate on his Bodhimind ten thousand years ago.

He looked at Qi Yuan, then at the Ten Thousand Supreme Lords, and his eyes revealed a sorrowful expression, "I..."

He couldn't find the words.

On one side was his master, and on the other, the world.

Qi Yuan glanced at Bai Ze and spoke loudly, "Bai Ze, I'll teach you one last time.

All the troubles in the world arise from not forgetting.

Forget everything, and there will be no more troubles."

Bai Ze's Bodhimind was shaken once more.

One last time?

Could it be that his master, like before, was willing to sacrifice himself for the world?

Shang Yanran was stunned, then filled with ecstatic joy.

Ning Tou's eyes narrowed as she stared at Qi Yuan, speechless.

But her eyes spoke volumes.

All the Supreme Lords looked at Qi Yuan in the same way, leaving him feeling perplexed.

They all thought he would sacrifice himself to save the world?

Since when did he become so noble?

But then, he turned to Shang Yanran, "As your teacher, I'll teach you one last time.

Manipulating people's hearts and playing with fate leads to a dead end. Only by grasping power can one command the hearts of others and control fate."

For some reason, upon hearing this, Shang Yanran's pupils constricted, and fear suddenly arose in her heart.

Did the Blood Lord know something?

How could he possibly know?

Qi Yuan shouted, "Shang Yanran, don't you know who the real demoness is?"

For the first time, fear appeared on Shang Yanran's face. She anxiously said, "You can't say it!"

If she spoke, the Buddha would remember everything.

The Great Sun Lotus would burn everything to ashes.

The Windflow Realm would be destroyed, and so would she!

Qi Yuan ignored her words.

People's hearts?

Schemes?

Fate?

Without power, one could only play with these nauseating things!

Nonsense! A mere jumping jack, he flipped the table!

"Shang Yanran, you are the demoness, the spirit of the Destiny Slate!"

"Bai Ze, you are the Buddha, and you were once the Great Demon!"

"Everything that happened in the Demon Mirror is your life!"

Qi Yuan revealed the truth without hesitation, his voice echoing through the Gate of Ten Thousand Demons. Everyone was utterly shocked.

Shang Yanran was terrified, "No, we'll die, we'll all die! I must leave, I must leave this place!"

She was genuinely panicking!

The Windflow Realm was doomed!

Even the Demon Realm, connected by the Gate of Ten Thousand Demons, would be destroyed.

She, who had always manipulated fate and people's hearts, was now exposed, like a true jumping jack, without a trace of a powerful aura.

At this moment, in Bai Ze's eyes, countless emotions swirled.

Endless memories flooded in like a tidal wave.

On the Heartless Lotus, an extremely terrifying aura spread.

Shang Yanran tried to escape, but Qi Yuan's sword blocked her path, "Where are you going? Hurry back to Gotham City, Batman is waiting to beat you up!"

"Madman, you're insane, completely insane!" Shang Yanran raged.

She wanted to flee, but she couldn't leave.

On Bai Ze's body, a chaotic aura spread.

On the Heartless Lotus, various terrifying emotions accumulated.

Shang Yanran looked at the Heartless Lotus, and finally, despair appeared in her eyes, "It's over, it's all over, we're all going to die, the Windflow Realm is truly finished!"

Shang Yanran's previous confidence was gone, replaced by madness.

On the field, the Ten Thousand Supreme Lords looked at Bai Ze, and their hearts revealed a mixture of fear and apprehension.

They had a premonition that something terrifying was about to happen!

"Hahaha, Blood Lord, you are the real sinner! You made Bai Ze remember his past, and the Great Sun Lotus is the sacred relic of the Great Sun Radiant Buddha. Once it's tainted, it will burn everything in the world!

Hahaha, with the Gate of Ten Thousand Varieties closed, no one can escape! Hahaha, we're all going to die!" Shang Yanran glared at Qi Yuan with hatred.

It was all his fault, all his doing.

The world's sinner.

At this moment, Bai Ze opened his eyes, and they were bloodshot.

Everyone who saw Bai Ze's eyes felt a deep sense of fear.

Bai Ze's gaze fell upon Shang Yanran.

In his eyes, there was sorrow, helplessness, and even more confusion.

He remembered everything from his past.

He would lose control and become the true Great Demon.

The tainted Great Sun Lotus began to burn everything in the world.

"Master..." In Bai Ze's eyes, a hint of clarity appeared, and he sighed.

It was unclear if he resented Qi Yuan for revealing the truth or if he was thinking of something else.

"Haha, in a hundred breaths, this world will be completely destroyed.

Once the Great Sun Lotus starts burning, it can't be stopped." At this moment, Shang Yanran was completely insane, "Blood Lord, haha, in this battle, there are no winners, only losers!"

Everyone's hearts were heavy with fear.

But Qi Yuan remained unusually calm.

"Who said there are no winners?"

"In this game, if I kill you, I'll pass the level!"

Qi Yuan looked at Bai Ze, who was falling into madness, "Bai Ze, do you remember what I just taught you?

Only through forgetting can the world be free of troubles."

In Bai Ze's confused eyes, a glimmer of clarity remained.

"Master, I'm useless, I can't forget.

I can't forget those I've slaughtered."

I couldn't forget those who perished due to the Heart Demon's escape from their bodies.

"I am the culprit, I am the Great Demon!"

Qi Yuan shouted, "If you can't forget, I'll help you forget!"

Qi Yuan's voice boomed.

"If you can't forget, let's turn Bai Ze into a senile old man, and then you'll forget, right?"

"Don't resist, I'll help you forget!"

The Great Forget Dharma was about to be unleashed.

Shang Yanran's face carried a cold smile, "Forgetting is just self-deception and deception of others."

But at this moment, Bai Ze, following Qi Yuan's instructions, did not interfere.

As the Primordial Divine Ability of the Great Forget Dharma was cast upon his body.

In Bai Ze's eyes, a hint of clarity emerged.

"So that's how it is."

In this moment, he gained some enlightenment.

The Bodhi tree originally had no tree, where then would dust gather?

Why did his master possess a second Primordial Divine Ability, and why was it this ability? He didn't ponder further, nor did he add to his own troubles.

He glanced at Qi Yuan, his eyes filled with Buddha-nature, "Master, before I forget everything, I will settle her."

The grudges between him and the Demoness, and the grudges with the Destiny Slate, would truly come to an end.

Bai Ze made his move, and at this moment, his displayed strength far surpassed that of the Great Supreme.

Shang Yanran's face revealed a crazed expression, "Why, what is it?"

She couldn't understand why the burning of the Great Sun Lotus had slowed down.

What had Bai Ze done to the Blood Lord?

"All the evil spirits and ill omens in the world will be forgotten."

Bai Ze's palm landed on Shang Yanran's body.

That palm surpassed the Great Supreme, surpassed everything.

Even Qi Yuan was moved when he saw it.

That palm was beyond his ability to stop.

With one palm, the evil spirits were vanquished, and the Destiny Slate finally shattered.

Shang Yanran's final expression was one of madness, "Once the Great Sun Lotus starts burning, it can't be stopped, and everyone will die!"

In the end, she perished here.

Qi Yuan's eyes revealed a helpless expression.

This time, the Supreme Lady was killed by the Ten Thousand Supreme Lords.

The final boss was slain by Bai Ze; was he just here to watch? But this feeling of slacking off felt so good.

Shang Yanran, like tens of thousands of years ago, fell once again at the hands of the Buddha.

[No Return City Instance cleared, rewards obtained.]



The game's prompt sounded.

[Reward 1: Key Fragments x99.]



[Reward 2: Name the key.]



With Shang Yanran's demise, the North-South Battle finally concluded.

The mission to guard No Return City was finally accomplished.

Qi Yuan also received the long-awaited mission rewards.

But at this moment, he had no time to focus on the rewards; instead, he turned to Bai Ze.

If Bai Ze continued his descent into demonhood, the Great Sun Lotus would incinerate this realm.

Everyone would die.

After finishing off Shang Yanran, Bai Ze's eyes held a mix of madness and clarity.

He glanced at the Ten Thousand Supreme Lords behind Qi Yuan, then at the burning Great Sun Lotus.

A profound expression passed through his eyes, and Bai Ze spoke, "Master, even if I forget everything, what once happened, still happened.

The Great Sun Lotus will eventually burn, and this realm... will still be destroyed."

Shang Yanran was right.

Unable to leave this realm, even if they entered the Demon Realm.

The Great Sun Lotus would incinerate both realms.

Moreover, even without the Great Sun Lotus, as long as the demonic essence within the Ten Thousand Supreme Lords persists, the Windflow Realm will eventually be utterly destroyed.

"That's because you didn't forget thoroughly enough," Qi Yuan said.

If his Primordial Divine Ability reached the level of engraving, he could make Bai Ze forget even more.

Unfortunately, Bai Ze's true body was too powerful.

Even if he opened his heart and mind, allowing Qi Yuan to cast the Great Forget Dharma, he couldn't truly forget everything.

Or perhaps, deep within, Bai Ze was still unwilling to forget.

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The Great Sun Lotus continued to burn, and all the Supreme Lords on the field revealed fearful expressions.

They felt an intense threat.

This Great Sun Lotus would incinerate the vault of heaven and burn away this realm.

Bai Ze glanced at the Gate of Ten Thousand Demons, his narrow eyes filled with helplessness, "Even if I forget, I can only maintain the Great Sun Lotus for a hundred years.

After a hundred years... this realm will still be burned away.

Unless I can comprehend the true art of forgetting.

Even the Destiny Slate could drag me into ruin, how can I possibly comprehend the true Great Forget Dharma?"

At this moment, suddenly, Qi Yuan sensed something.

As the game was cleared, he was about to leave this world.

The Great Sun Lotus would burn away this world, but not the Wave Surge Realm.

He looked at Bai Ze, "What about the Great Sun Lotus? Give it to me?"

A look of surprise flashed through Bai Ze's eyes.

Then, Qi Yuan spoke, "I want to condense a Golden Core, and the Great Sun Lotus looks perfect for that."

Bai Ze's eyes were filled with confusion.

At this moment, whoever took the Great Sun Lotus would die.

"If you want it, Master, take it," Bai Ze replied. He didn't know what his master intended, but he wouldn't interfere with whatever his master wanted to do.

The sacred relic left behind by the Great Sun Radiant Buddha became the source of destruction.

Even though Bai Ze remembered being the Great Demon, he still felt immense self-blame.

Qi Yuan looked at the Great Sun Lotus, and his eyes flashed with a ruthless expression.

Time was running out; he was about to clear the game and leave this realm.

He took one last look at the Golden Canary in her black long skirt.

She was a little different from the past, even more elegant and charming.

The Golden Canary's eyes remained fixed on the Blood-Robed Figure.

When she saw his eyes, she understood him.

She smiled, and in an instant, a myriad of charms emanated from her, "Blooddrop, no matter when, I'm willing to be with you, willing to wait for you."

Just like at Nine Coils Mountain.

As she spoke, her face, with its black veil, revealed a flawless yet slightly flawed left cheek, finally entering Qi Yuan's line of sight.

Qi Yuan looked at the "Demon" character on her face, at Ning Tou's exquisite features, and remembered his words, "The Golden Canary has always been the first beauty of the Eighteen Mountains."

She had never been ugly.

At this moment, the Golden Canary finally couldn't hold back, just like at the edge of the sea, she rushed towards Qi Yuan, her legs tightly wrapped around his waist, her petite and graceful body hanging on him.

Qi Yuan held the Golden Canary, a smile in his eyes.

This game, it really wanted to give him a virtual wife!

He looked at the Great Sun Lotus, which suddenly opened its mouth.

The Great Sun Lotus, burning incessantly, had entered Qi Yuan's body.

Scorching, searing, and consuming everything...

Qi Yuan's face, however, showed no fear.

The overwhelming terror seemed to tear him apart.

At this moment, he felt incredibly powerful yet on the verge of exploding at any instant.

Golden Canary embraced Qi Yuan, silent as a bird, without a word.

Under the gaze of countless onlookers, she cherished this moment, showing no arrogance.

Qi Yuan, holding a blood-red longsword, suddenly turned to look at the Ten Thousand Supreme Lords behind him.

"All world heart demons are mere illusions."

"Forget the heart demon, and it ceases to exist!"

With the empowerment of the Great Sun Lotus, Qi Yuan's voice reverberated throughout the Gate of Ten Thousand Demons and across the entire Windflow Realm.

"All demonic beings of the world, obey my decree, and together, forge this sword!"

Qi Yuan embraced Golden Canary with his left arm and held the blood-red longsword with his right, extending it towards the sky.

This sword was forged from all the sources of evil in the world.

It was also the culmination of Qi Yuan's lifetime of extracting and depriving the Great Demon, ultimately forming this artifact.

In a sense, this sword could be considered the origin of all evil sources in this realm.

Furthermore, it was the sword inscribed by the Primordial Divine Art of the Overlord Heart Demon.

Qi Yuan's action aimed to inscribe all the heart demons of this realm onto this sword!

Bai Ze witnessed this scene and smiled calmly, "I'll lend a helping hand to my esteemed teacher!"

Countless rays of Buddha's light enveloped the blood-red longsword.

High above the Windflow Realm, a colossal blood-red sword appeared in the sky.

Pride, greed, and laziness...

Infinite emotions swirled on the blood-red sword.

The vast Buddha's light reverberated throughout the entire Windflow Realm.

In No Return City, Yuan Qi looked up at the giant sword in the sky, a smile on his face, but it seemed lonely, "Defender..."

In the eighty thousand cities, all cultivators looked up, their eyes filled with confusion or liberation.

In the streets and alleys, people stared at the blood-red sword, bewildered, and bowed their heads in worship.

Countless heart demons flew towards the sky, merging into the blood-red sword.

Qi Yuan's body grew hotter, and white mist rose from it.

The blood-red sword, having absorbed countless heart demons, became even more demonic, resembling an ultimate evil sword.

A single strike from this sword would move the world.

Bai Ze's face revealed a relieved expression as he looked at Qi Yuan with admiration.

If this matter were resolved, he would not return to the Buddha's realm but remain in this world for eternity.

However, he didn't know how his teacher would deal with the Great Sun Lotus.

At that moment, Qi Yuan endured the burning pain within his body. He glanced at Golden Canary, a hint of reluctance in his eyes, "I have to go..."

Golden Canary hugged him tightly, and after several breaths, she spoke unconsciously, "This young miss... is asleep."

Qi Yuan looked at Golden Canary's closed eyes, her long eyelashes trembling slightly, as if she were truly asleep.

Witnessing this, Qi Yuan finally said, "This time, I won't search for you at the end of time."

There was one more thing Qi Yuan didn't say.

But... you might have a poor memory and sometimes forget me.

Golden Canary, seemingly asleep, smiled, and a shallow dimple appeared below her "Demon" mark.

Qi Yuan embraced Golden Canary and looked at everyone, including the Northern Demon Thirteen Fiends who had entered the Gate of Ten Thousand Demons to awaken him.

Everyone stared at the figure resembling a blood sun, their eyes filled with complex emotions.

Ling Ya Yi forced a smile, "If there's reincarnation, teacher, remember my name, Ling Ya Yi."

He didn't know what the Blood Lord intended to do.

But he knew the ending would be one of separation.

He Wu's gaze turned desolate, and he remained silent.

The Yangli Grand Supreme was even more dramatic; tears welled up in the eyes of the Grand Supreme, "Blood Lord... waaa..."

A key appeared in Qi Yuan's hand.

This was the key reward for defending No Return City.

[Please name the key.]



Qi Yuan looked at the Gate of Ten Thousand Demons, a glint of determination in his eyes.

"The Key of Ten Thousand Varieties!"

Indeed, he named the key the Key of Ten Thousand Varieties.

He looked at the Gate of Ten Thousand Demons with a smile, "Now, you are the Gate of Ten Thousand Varieties!"

Everyone saw the Gate of Ten Thousand Varieties differently.

It could be the Gate of Ten Thousand Devils or the Gate of Ten Thousand Demons.

At this moment, it was the Gate of Ten Thousand Varieties.

As Qi Yuan spoke, a door appeared in the sky.

On the door were various strange symbols, including one that no one could remember, and another that no one could recall.

Qi Yuan embraced Golden Canary, holding the longsword, and flew towards the door.

The Gate of Ten Thousand Varieties!

He inserted the key.

Click.

A massive door opened.

A vast, desolate, profound, and dark aura swept through.

Qi Yuan couldn't see anything; he embraced Golden Canary and plunged into the darkness.

The Gate of Ten Thousand Varieties closed instantly.

The Ten Thousand Supreme Beings, like ten thousand generals sending off a dragon king in a city, shouted in unison, "Farewell, Blood Lord!"

Qi Yuan didn't hear these voices; he had already left the Windflow Realm.

"Hold me tight!"

Qi Yuan shouted, holding Golden Canary with one arm and the longsword with the other.

He felt as if he were sinking into an endless deep sea.

His body and spirit endured infinite rejection.

It was as if something were squeezing him.

"My Heavenly Dao Foundation Establishment!"

Holding the longsword, Qi Yuan shouted.

The chaos ahead finally split open, revealing an infinite expanse of stars.

There were countless stars, vast and boundless, a breathtaking sight.

The Milky Way stretched across the sky.

Qi Yuan gazed at it.

[This star does not have a name yet.]



It was a genuine star, not an illusion! Qi Yuan felt excited.

"Isn't this the 'universe' where the Wave Surge Realm is located?"

The Great Sun Lotus burned intensely, as if it would incinerate everything.

But Qi Yuan's heart was filled with excitement.

"Indeed, extorting the Heavenly Dao has its uses!"

(End of Chapter)

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