Chapter 279: Kill, Kill, Kill!!! (7k)

Chapter 279: Kill, Kill, Kill!!! (7k)



"Divine Envoy, this is the essence of 'Canglan's Heart'. Should I add it to the Spiritual Pool?"

"Add it!"

"What about Wan Zai Kongqing?"

"That name sounds familiar... Add it all!"

"Oh, okay!"

"Add whatever you have. Don't stop until I tell you to. Just add everything!"

"Yes, sir!" The girl obediently followed his instructions without question.

Like an ancient maid serving a king during his bath, she might have been a little clumsy, but she eagerly responded to the king's call, scattering 'petals' into the bath.

The 'king' waved his hand grandly and declared, "I want it all!"

Ji Jingqiu lay back in the pool, watching as the girl frantically poured various substances resembling potent medicinal essences into the water.

"You are lying on an altar. In my realm, every civilization will offer tributes at regular intervals, and apostles will collect these offerings."

"As for this girl, she is quite rare. She is a pure-hearted person. Ten thousand years ago, she would have become my divine follower, serving as a bridge between a civilization and me. In my church, people like her are called 'Dream Witches'. I will choose the most outstanding ones and elevate them to the status of holy maidens."

Hela's faint explanation echoed in Ji Jingqiu's inner world.

An altar? Did all Divine Envoys receive this treatment before? A pure-hearted person...

Ji Jingqiu sighed, feeling that he had arrived too late, and asked Hela about her homeland, but she ignored him.

In his inner world...

Hela's eyes flickered with light. Although she wasn't sure what Ji Jingqiu's trip would bring...

This might be a good opportunity.

Since her fall from divinity, she hadn't received such a massive influx of faith and willpower in a long time.

This time, she might be able to use this willpower to anchor her avatar, allowing her to constantly confirm her connection with the main body and prepare for the subsequent transfer of the main body...

For example, on this divine statue, there was some power of faith and will, but it was unclear if the statue was newly built or if the clan had few members, resulting in a weak power of faith.

Seeing that Hela wasn't paying attention to him, Ji Jingqiu began absorbing the various potent medicinal essences that were continuously added to the pool.

Some of these medicines were beneficial to the physical body, allowing his avatar to become stronger and exhibit combat power closer to that of his main body. Others had significant benefits for the mind, as they were treasures of a civilization.

In his free time, he chatted with the girl, trying to extract information.

The girl answered his questions earnestly. She had a pair of emerald-colored eyes, almost devoid of impurities.

In their previous conversation, the girl had fully confirmed Ji Jingqiu's identity.

Ji Jingqiu had shown her the 'Great Dream Technique' obtained from Hela, which was actually the 'Great Dream of a Thousand Autumns'.

At this moment, her emerald eyes sparkled, and in the shimmering water, her heart couldn't help but leap with joy.

He was indeed a favored one of the Mother Goddess! He was even more favored than the divine sons and daughters, as he practiced the 'Great Dream of a Thousand Autumns'! Even though she had never seen it before, this divine technique was so distinctive that she, having been educated about it from a young age, recognized it instantly.

Ji Jingqiu was concerned about one thing.

Earlier, the girl had eagerly asked him about the well-being of the Mother Goddess.

He expressed his sorrow, indicating that the Mother Goddess was in a dire state, and hinted that his mission was to gather resources for her.

After hearing this, the girl's emerald eyes dimmed, as if all the joy in her life had vanished, making Ji Jingqiu feel a bit regretful.

But soon, the girl hurriedly stood up, rummaged through the chests in the temple, and brought out a pile of items, shyly explaining that this was all they had left.

Seeing that the girl was indeed not very smart and a bit foolish, Ji Jingqiu felt embarrassed to continue deceiving her. Instead, he changed the topic.

"Give me her necklace."

Hela's voice suddenly rang in Ji Jingqiu's ear.

Ji Jingqiu's gaze fell on the girl's snowy white neck, where a necklace hung. It was made of dozens of evenly colored beads, each as smooth as water, emitting a faint, soothing glow that brought peace to the mind and body, untainted by the dust of the world.

He thought to himself that this guy even coveted the belongings of his followers, and his reputation had truly hit rock bottom.

"I bestowed this necklace long ago. It aids in spiritual cultivation and is a rare treasure that greatly benefits even those in the Embryonic Breath Realm." Hela explained, "I remember now. They should be the remnants of the Royal City. You also have connections with them."

"Royal City? The Old Royal City?" Ji Jingqiu was taken aback.

In the past, when they were at the Four Guardians Star, this group of young people had once 'entered a dungeon' together. The Federal Research Institute, through certain divine anomalies in Hela's main body, sent them to Jiuzhou in advance.

That place was called the [Old Royal City].

It was also there that Ji Jingqiu first heard about the emergence of the new Four Demons.

As the girl had been in a trance for too long, she noticed that the Divine Envoy was staring intently at her chest, and she couldn't help but feel embarrassed.

But soon, she realized that the Divine Envoy was actually looking at her necklace.

This was a divine object passed down in her clan, a symbol of every generation of Dream Witches.

However, thinking of the current situation, the girl's eyes couldn't help but reveal a trace of sorrow.

She took off the necklace from behind her neck with both hands.

Although she was reluctant to part with it, the thought of offering it to the great divine being gave her the courage to present it with both hands.

"Cough—"

Ji Jingqiu felt a bit embarrassed, thinking that he was like those treacherous envoys sent to foreign lands, and with just a glance, the innocent holy maiden was sent to him, purified and ready to serve...

What a sin!

It was all Hela's fault! He hadn't even said anything, yet the girl had 'read his mind' and understood everything. One could only imagine how corrupt Hela's rule was!

Ji Jingqiu took the necklace, feeling heartbroken and accusing Hela in his mind.

Hela snorted coldly, showing no favor to this guy who had gained an advantage and was now acting coy.

"The Mother Goddess is the only deity willing to protect us." The girl said sincerely, "Our clan possesses a rare treasure, and we have always been coveted by other clans. Only the Mother Goddess is willing to protect us and does not demand flesh and blood offerings.

Under the protection of the Mother Goddess, we were able to establish the Royal City."

"A treasure?" Ji Jingqiu felt a connection, it seemed that this time, there would be a gain, and he praised Zamila.

"Mhm." The girl pointed to her pure jade-green eyes and said softly, "These eyes are the source of our power, but also our disaster."

Ji Jingqiu furrowed his brows and changed the subject, "You're from the Royal City lineage. After the Mother Goddess...disappeared, what happened to you?"

He recalled the inscriptions he had seen in the Royal City.

It was mentioned that after losing the protection of Haila, no one was willing to protect the followers of the Dream God. Until one day, a god reached out to them and bestowed upon them the "Six Roots Dharma Artifacts".

The eyes see joy, the ears hear anger, the nose smells love, the tongue tastes thoughts, the body feels worry, and the mind perceives desire.

These are not the Six Roots Dharma Artifacts, but rather the Six Thieves.

No wonder the Royal City eventually fell into ruin and decay.

It was unexpected to find a group of survivors from the Royal City here.

"We were deceived. That person impersonated the Mother Goddess and had a similar aura to her..."

The girl's eyes dimmed as she spoke of the past.

Ever since, their clan had been homeless, constantly moving from place to place, never stopping in their attempts to contact the Mother Goddess.

"The Mother Goddess is a kind deity. She had no interest in our eyes, and after losing her, we never found another god willing to protect us."

The girl's tone and expression were serious. She kept praising the Mother Goddess, like a brainwashed believer, causing Ji Jingqiu to shake his head inwardly.

What a fan's filter!

A cold hum echoed in his mind again.

Haila remembered.

She initially protected this clan because she found their eyes beautiful, like keeping a group of pretty pets, occasionally recruiting some to ascend to the divine realm as servants.

For these people living in the margins, it was probably the ultimate blessing.

At the end of the conversation, Ji Jingqiu coughed and asked, "Do you have any messages for the Mother Goddess?"

The girl's eyes widened, and she weakly asked, "Is that possible?"

"Of course, I have a lot of influence with the Mother Goddess."

Ji Jingqiu thought, deciding to maintain Zamila's reputation in front of others.

The girl hesitated and took out a piece of paper.

Ji Jingqiu asked what it was.

The girl explained that it was a praise she had written for the Mother Goddess.

Ji Jingqiu's expression was strange; she had spent so much just to read a piece of praise to Haila?

Haila slightly raised her head, indicating that she had grown tired of such praises over the years.

Ji Jingqiu clicked his tongue.

He noticed that the girl seemed to be paying attention to a hanging device on the wall, similar to an hourglass.

As the last grain of sand fell...

The girl's eyes uncontrollably revealed a look of panic.

She stood up tensely and said she had to leave or she would be discovered.

Seeing the girl's anxious state, Ji Jingqiu was amazed; was she secretly offering sacrifices without her family's knowledge, and now she had been found out?

"It's fine, if it had failed, it would have been a nuisance, but now that it's successful, it's the will of Heaven."

The girl bowed again and performed an ancient ritual for Ji Jingqiu. Then, she slowly backed away until she was out of the altar's range before standing up.

She waved goodbye to the Divine Messenger and then stared blankly at the statue on the platform, as if in a daze.

Ji Jingqiu scratched his head, thinking it was an overly grand farewell.

"This is a farewell gift, she's seeing you off."

Haila's voice was calm.

Ji Jingqiu was surprised, why was she in such a hurry to send him off?

"Usually, after receiving offerings, the Divine Messenger would leave quickly. You've stayed for a long time." Haila pointed out.

After saying goodbye, the girl ran to the gate, opened a small gap in the door, slipped out, and closed the heavy gate from the outside.

Ji Jingqiu shook his head; he had wanted to tell the girl that after his recovery, he would take her to plunder the people's wealth.

He soaked in the pool for a while longer, repeatedly confirming that this physical body had reached its saturation point and could no longer absorb the medicinal power. Only then did Ji Jingqiu reluctantly get up.

"This Heart Body is much stronger than the last time I descended, almost reaching ninety percent of my peak strength!"

Ji Jingqiu couldn't help but show surprise.

This level had far exceeded the standard vitality of the Celestial Being Body.

In other words, he could now achieve Heaven-Human Unity and become an absolute Divine Prohibition warrior.

Additionally, he felt that even without these powerful medicines to nourish and strengthen his body, it would still have seventy percent of its original strength, surpassing the sixty percent from his previous descent.

This was likely due to his progress in Mind-Body Integration.

The Celestial Being Body is the ultimate transformation of Mind-Body Integration.

Of course, the main gain was the nourishment of the Heartform Embryo.

No matter how strong this Heart Body was, it would eventually dissipate into the heavens and earth.

He felt it was a waste, and it was indeed best to break through to the Celestial Being stage as soon as possible.

The Celestial Being Body, when traveling through the multiverse, would have all its physical gains benefit the original body.

Ji Jingqiu waited in the temple, adapting to the current Heart Body, but the girl still didn't return.

Could she have been punished? Ji Jingqiu wondered, looking up at the palace.

This palace was special; even his mental power couldn't penetrate it. It was no wonder that all the good things were concentrated in this palace, the country of Zamila's followers.

"Alright, you've rested enough. It's time to leave and explore another realm while we still have time."

Haila urged.

There was no point in staying; she simply didn't want to see this nuisance fleece her followers.

Additionally, she had already absorbed the faith power contained in the statue.

This time, she might be able to use this place as an anchor to find other follower countries.

Leave? Ji Jingqiu thought to himself. Such opportunities were rare, and he wouldn't leave until he had thoroughly explored the place.

He changed into a new robe and headed towards the temple entrance.

He pushed open the door with great anticipation.

But he froze at the threshold.

Outside, the scene was surreal, with twisted flesh and blood covering the entire view.

What...? He was perplexed, as if he had entered the wrong place, and slowly looked up.

The distant, lonely wind carried a mix of fresh and putrid blood scent, enveloping him.

He surveyed the surroundings.

The sky and earth were bathed in blood-red.

Piles of disfigured corpses lay at the street corner, and many buildings were engulfed in flames. As blood dripped, the fire tongues surged and grew.

Blood-red rain fell from the sky, yet it couldn't extinguish the flames; instead, it fueled their intensity.

The flesh and blood of the corpses twisted and merged, as if an evil force in the heavens was driving this phenomenon, gradually perfecting it.

It was as if in a desolate land, the branches of flesh and blood grew wildly.

At this moment, Ji Jingqiu felt the air thicken, and a sense of suffocation and burning rose to his heart.

Not far from the main gate, a young girl's delicate body lay like a fallen maple leaf in a pool of blood. It seemed as if she had been looking towards the temple before her death, but Ji Jingqiu couldn't be sure because her eyes were hollow.

Her beautiful emerald eyes had been cruelly gouged out.

He stood silently at the doorway, taking a step forward, only to find himself stepping into thick blood.

He lowered his head.

Blood seemed to flow from beneath the rocks, reflecting his face.

Not a single mistake, not a single hair out of place, not a single detail overlooked!

Suddenly, Ji Jingqiu hated the silence, a silence that drove one to madness.

He wanted to breathe in some fresh air, to help himself accept the abrupt transition after opening the door, from the human world to hell, but the air was already thick with the heavy stench of blood.

Stepping through the blood, he reached the girl's side. Her limbs were twisted, and her face was shattered, which saddened Ji Jingqiu. The once beautiful girl had died in such an ugly state.

He slowly crouched down, carefully picked up the girl with both hands, and turned back into the temple.

He didn't close the main gate.

Entering the temple, he gently placed the girl into the pool of water, where blood and dust swirled.

A gentle yet powerful life force field expanded, enveloping the girl's body with tenderness. Under Ji Jingqiu's careful control, the shocking wounds slowly healed.

He wiped the blood from the girl's face and took off the jade green beaded necklace, gently placing it back around her neck.

This necklace seemed to have the effect of "leaving the dust," cleansing the dust and blood from the girl's body, and the jade green necklace complemented her snow-white neck.

Actually...

The brief time they spent together had been happy—at least, that's what the girl must have felt. Her final attempt at life had allowed her to meet a believer of the Mother Goddess, offering sincere prayers and carefully written praises.

In fact, Ji Jingqiu felt the same way.

It was like a refreshing break during their relentless cultivation, an interesting encounter. Watching the clumsy girl's every move, and secretly enjoying the thrill of plucking Haila's hair, it had been a unique experience.

Ji Jingqiu looked at the girl's empty eyes, wanting to close them gently.

But there was nothing left there, as her beautiful emerald eyes had been gouged out.

She would never see her deity again.

Ji Jingqiu raised his hand and lightly pounded his chest.

The sound echoed like the beating of a celestial drum.

Suddenly, thunder rumbled through the heavens.

He hadn't felt this way in a long time.

Was it anger? Or the bitterness of failing to save someone, the regret of not realizing it sooner, or the sadness of losing a friend? Perhaps it was a mix of all these emotions.

These complex feelings were like raindrops falling on scorching hot earth, rising as wisps of white smoke.

Just then, someone from outside tore through the dome of the temple.

It was a ferocious Dharmic Body, dozens of meters tall, peering in, casting a large shadow. It looked down like a demon god gazing at the insects on the ground, grinning maliciously:

"I've been searching for half a day and couldn't find the statue of this wild god. Turns out it was hidden here. The divine artifact is here too. Hey, there's even a little bug? Little one, you forgot to close the door."

Along with the terrifying face, blood rain poured from the sky, dropping into the pool where the girl lay, creating ripples.

But these ripples were nothing compared to the turmoil in Ji Jingqiu's heart.

Ji Jingqiu slowly stood up.

He suddenly understood some of the details from before.

So that was it.

No wonder the girl had been so eager to give him all her precious items;

No wonder she had been so frantic in her final moments, saying she couldn't be discovered. It wasn't her or him who couldn't be found; it was the Mother Goddess's statue. This was the only thing they could protect;

No wonder the girl had been so anxious to ask about the Mother Goddess's condition, and why she had been so dejected upon hearing that the Mother Goddess was also unwell, even without knowing the full truth. Instead, she had urged him to leave quickly...

After all, what could a god who had fallen from their divine seat for thousands of years do?

What could the divine messenger of a god who couldn't even protect themselves do? Ji Jingqiu looked up at the perfectly preserved, majestic, and lofty statue of the goddess.

The blood-red rain gathered at the statue's eyebrows and then dripped down, giving the impression that the goddess was crying, shedding tears of blood.

He spoke to himself.

Is that so, Haila? What could a god who had fallen from their divine seat for thousands of years do?

Could you... feel anger too?

...

At some point, Haila stepped out of the Pure Land and stood in the rain of the Suffering Sea.

She suddenly realized something—after signing the contract with Ji Jingqiu, they were, in a sense, "destined to share a fate."

So this descent might not only be due to Ji Jingqiu's karmic path but also hers.

Haila looked up, and the illusory Suffering Sea on the sky was vibrant with colors, representing the willpower of all beings. The blood-red rain, symbolizing the will of the masses, fell on her body, bringing a long-forgotten pain.

Gods are devoid of pain.

And naturally, they know no joy.

The purest and most sublime divinity cannot accommodate nor permit such lowly perceptions to influence their judgment.

Only those inferior deities with impure divinity would still possess the remnants of "illusions."

To gods, the various chaotic emotions of mortals are all illusions, falsehoods, and delusions.

Thus, Buddhism speaks of emptiness and advocates for quietude and wisdom, while Daoism speaks of nothingness and sitting in meditation to forget the self. Other schools also have their methods of meditation to sever the myriad emotions that are like heart demons, ultimately aiming to sever the eight sufferings.

Regardless of the path chosen, in the end, the mind will infinitely approach 'True Divinity' or 'The Great Dao.'

Before the Great Dao, all things in heaven and earth are but illusions.

Without this, how could one dominate the river of time and traverse countless tribulations? All suffering stems from self-inflicted troubles.

But at this moment...

Perhaps it was the sudden surge of immense vow power, mixed with too many "impurities."

Or perhaps, from the very beginning, this incarnation of hers was unavoidably infused with a significant amount of human nature's light, and at this moment, the impurities within the vow power triggered an explosion.

Or maybe it was some other reason...

That made her recall some trivial matters long forgotten.

For instance, she detested the complexity of human emotions.

A long, long time ago, she had completely discarded these pure pieces of garbage.

Or perhaps, she seemed to have had a dream, a dream without any plot, where she floated in the depths of a hundred-meter-deep sea, with overlapping layers of water sounds and light ripples shining down upon her face.

She drifted for a long, long time, faintly hearing voices, but she couldn't move, only drifting with the currents.

She was the Dream God, yet at this moment, she couldn't control her own dream.

Those figures, separated by a hundred meters of water, leaned down and called out to her, their faces filled with sorrow, as if... she was lying in a coffin, looking through the glass window at her former friends and relatives outside, who were reluctant to let her go and anxiously knocked on the window, urging her...

Run!

Those voices and images were both familiar and strange. She searched through her vast and profound memories, like mountains and oceans, and finally found some insignificant things in a corner.

Only then did she remember.

These were scenes from before she became a god.

Even the most supreme god couldn't help but have some powerless past.

Without transcending, all beings are in the Suffering Sea.

After hundreds of millions of years and countless tribulations, the feeling of powerlessness she had long forgotten when she was human seemed to catch up with her once again.

At this moment, she looked at these fleeting memories with indifference.

It was like watching a farce.

Or perhaps, a satirical joke.

The woman of the past had strived to become a deity to protect and retrieve her cherished people and things.

But after becoming a god, those once-important people and painful memories had completely faded from her mind, or rather, the memories remained, but they were as bland as plain water.

As her divinity became increasingly rich and pure, that divine heart was destined to never stir again.

Those painful and sorrowful memories and past events had naturally drifted away when she became a god.

She felt that she should be angry, she should be sad.

But it was as if nothing had happened.

She had always despised people like Mu Xitian and He Donghuang.

Because these insignificant insects dared to bear the weight of all beings, yet they understood nothing.

Sitting on the divine throne comes at a cost.

The supreme deities have no need for such meaningless illusions.

What she had to do was achieve immortality.

Shouldering the expectations and aspirations of millions upon millions of subjects in the divine kingdom, they would march towards eternal immortality together!

Therefore...

Under the blood-colored rain, the deity covered their face with their hands.

How dare you? How dare you?!

How dare you?! How dare you slaughter my believers?!

At this moment, a mournful and desolate low wail echoed, like a lonely soul crying in a well.

But she had never been a lonely ghost.

Hence, a sharp and twisted wail reverberated through the heavens and earth, carrying the deity's anger and dignity, transforming into a raging current that flowed upstream against the Suffering Sea!

Kill! Kill! Kill! Kill! Kill! Kill!

Ji Jingqiu!!!

Kill them all!!!

"Boom!"

A strand of immeasurable Buddha light shone like a waterfall, flowing upstream, piercing through the clouds, and dyeing the night sky, transforming into a white lotus with thirty-two petals blooming between heaven and earth.

Ji Jingqiu carried a shattered warrior, who was barely clinging to life, and slowly walked out of the already dilapidated temple.

He looked down and confirmed again, "You said you were from where?"

At this moment, the warrior's face no longer held the previous hideousness and ridicule, only leaving behind resentment and terror.

He spoke harshly, his voice trembling, "The Arhats and Bodhisattvas of the Buddha's homeland are on their way here. Surrender yourself, or even if you commit suicide now, you will not escape the endless torments of the netherworld!"

Ji Jingqiu nodded and crushed his skull underfoot.

He looked up.

Perhaps the dazzling and boundless Buddha light above attracted the attention of many.

The massive flesh-and-blood monsters roaming around and the numerous powerful auras were all rapidly converging in this direction.

At this moment, Ji Jingqiu heard a voice in his ear.

"Kill, kill, kill, kill, kill, kill..."

The voice belonged to Haila, cold and hard as iron, echoing eerily from the depths of hell.

Each word carried the wrath that could make ghosts and gods tremble.

Step by step, Ji Jingqiu walked out of the temple, his mind ascending, until it harmonized with the will of heaven.

His will, his anger, at this moment, merged with the Great Dao of heaven and earth, manifesting the Dao, reaching everywhere.

Another familiar voice exploded in his ear.

"Dare to ask the Buddha, when the great calamity arises, and evil spirits seize the path, what should be done?"

His face revealed an unprecedented wrathful expression, like that of a wrathful Vajra.

He roared,

"Subdue the demons!!!"

(End of Chapter)

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