Chapter 340: The Descent of the Heavenly Demon

Chapter 340: The Descent of the Heavenly Demon

As Wu Tian stepped into the hall, the disciples of Tiansheng Lake were about to follow, but they collided with an invisible barrier.

The entrance that had led to the unknown hall had vanished without a trace!

Their expressions changed, and Xuan Ming and the others quickly stepped forward, while several Tian Ren Yuan Man joined forces to search the surrounding void.

"It's a grand formation in the void," Xuan Ming said solemnly. "Unless one possesses the ability to reach anywhere, breaking through the formation won't be easy."

The Tian Ren Yuan Man from Canghai Empire and Moyan Empire frowned. Tian Wang Zhi Te was not something they possessed, as it was not a common trait.

Moyan Empire had one such person.

However, that person had recently encountered Wu Tian and refused to come this time, no matter what.

"Is this a trap?" Tian Qingzi asked in a low voice.

"Not necessarily," Xuan Ming looked up. "The people of the Four Deities Temple couldn't have known about our arrival in advance. This must be their final protective measure, intending to separate us and deal with us in batches?"

The Tian Ren Yuan Man from Canghai Empire suddenly turned and looked towards the void, her expression grave.

"Be careful, someone's coming!"

"Hmph, I was wondering why there was no one guarding this Four Deities Temple along the way."

Xuan Ming's clone spoke coldly, "Everyone, it's time to make your move. We can't let Wu Tian deal with the trouble alone and then laugh at us for still struggling when he comes out."

...

...

Wu Tian stepped through the entrance and appeared in the main hall.

As he entered, the entrance behind him mysteriously disappeared, as if it had been waiting solely for him.

Wu Tian showed no intention of turning back, remaining indifferent to whatever schemes his enemies might have.

Soon, his gaze fell upon four statues deep within the hall.

Among the four statues, three were faceless, and only one revealed its true appearance.

Was this the true face of Wu Zhou?

Interestingly, the two Wu Zhous captured by the main body had distinct appearances.

It was unclear if this statue was Wu Zhou's true face.

Hela's miniature Wu Zhou had a similar appearance to this statue, albeit a cuter version...

A surge of energy locked onto Wu Tian.

A figure walked out from the front, a woman with exquisite beauty and a tight-fitting red dress that accentuated her snow-white skin.

This woman seemed to exude allure with every move, stirring the depths of one's heart, and what made her truly unique was the black lotus mark between her eyebrows.

"Yaoguang from Zizi Tian, greetings to fellow cultivator Wu Tian," the woman named Yaoguang greeted him with a proper bow and a charming smile, leaving a lingering impression.

Wu Tian scrutinized her.

Even before appearing, this woman had used a nearly omnipresent mental power to silently influence his mind.

Zizi Tian? That must be Wu Zhou's cultivation ground and the location of his divine realm, fully named as 'Hehua Zizi Tian'.

This woman was a follower of Wu Zhou, and not just any follower, but one of high status.

From Hela, Ji Jingqiu learned that the disciples of the Heavenly Demon's sect had to use secret techniques to peel away their "form, sound, color, and consciousness" in the early stages of cultivation to cultivate the 'Wuxiang Tianmo Juan'.

Upon mastering the 'Wuxiang Tianmo Juan', one could transform into formless and intangible demonic thoughts, wandering between reality and illusion, traversing all realms, and possessing the power of the Heavenly Demon.

If one failed to master it, they would naturally merge with the great deity.

Most of the followers under Wu Zhou had already been assimilated, becoming a part of the 'greatness'.

Only a very small number retained their independence.

Wu Tian had learned this information from the main body.

Since this woman had a name, she must be one of the few independent followers.

Additionally, her physical body might not even be her own.

"Fellow cultivator, what qualifications do you have to address me as a fellow cultivator?" Wu Tian asked indifferently.

Yaoguang covered her mouth with a giggle, "If it were anyone else, even the disciples of the True Sage's realm, they would be as good as dead in Yaoguang's eyes. But fellow cultivator Wu Tian is different."

"Speaking of which, Yaoguang has a question. Where did fellow cultivator Wu Tian learn the 'Wuxiang Tianmo Dafang'?"

"That fool Yu Li is still a generation of divine child, and he fell for it so easily. Could it be that fellow cultivator Wu Tian's cultivation is the fundamental innate law? It really makes Yaoguang envious."

Wu Tian remained silent, as the main body had already learned from Hela that the 'Wuxiang Tianmo Juan' could be understood as the upper part of the 'Wuxiang Tianmo Dafang'.

Only those divine children who performed well would have the qualification to receive the subsequent inheritance and cultivate the complete innate law.

As for the 'Wuxiang Tianmo Dafang', although it was of the supreme level, with the Dao fruit's demise, it had long lost its status as the supreme law and its characteristic of being 'the only one in all realms'.

"If fellow cultivator Wu Tian is willing to share, Yaoguang will certainly offer a grand gift," Yaoguang persisted with a charming smile.

"Could it be that fellow cultivator Wu Tian is similar to us and is the chosen one of our master in this world?" Yaoguang asked with a smile that could enchant anyone.

Wu Tian suddenly spoke, "I remember now. Your original body was named Xuan Youwei, and you were the saintess of the Four Deities Temple. Did they give you this body as a gift?"

Seeing that Wu Tian remained calm and unmoved, Yaoguang's eyes flashed with a hint of surprise, and she smiled, "Could it be that this woman is an old acquaintance of fellow cultivator Wu Tian? That's strange, as there's no trace of fellow cultivator Wu Tian in her memories. Or perhaps... fellow cultivator Wu Tian has another identity?"

Their conversation seemed peaceful, but the clash of energies in the hall had already occurred hundreds of times.

Wu Tian remained unaffected, his expression calm.

Yaoguang, on the other hand, paled slightly and took a step back, her heart filled with shock.

According to the intelligence, this person had just stabilized the post-disaster world and barely reached the Da Tian Tier, yet his cultivation was terrifyingly strong, no wonder Yu Li had fled in disarray.

The analysis before the battle indicated that Wu Tian's only weakness, or rather, his relative vulnerability, should be his mental cultivation.

But after trying dozens of times, she still couldn't breach his mental defenses.

His mind and body seemed seamlessly integrated, without any flaws—was it because of 'Xing Wuji' that connected the two, allowing them to complement each other?

Yaoguang frowned, the 'Unfettered Dao' of the Sage of Unfettered Dao was not merely a body cultivation technique; otherwise, how dare he claim 'Eternal Freedom'?

This Daoist cultivation technique, when cultivated to its deepest level, grants the following abilities:

Roaming the myriad realms of the heavens as if they were one's own backyard,

Severing fate and destiny like plucking floating cotton.

The enhancement lies in strengthening one's "true self."

"Wutian, your abilities are impressive, but today's battle will be a tough one."

Yao Guang's faint smile vanished, and her expression turned cold, no longer concealing her true feelings.

"A tough battle?" Wutian coldly hummed, finally withdrawing his gaze from the divine statue behind the woman. With a leisurely stance, he said, "You overestimate yourselves."

"Clearing away trash, is that what you call a tough battle?"

Wutian lifted his right foot and took a step forward, effortlessly reaching Yao Guang's front. With his hands behind his back and a cold expression, he looked down upon her, and his mere presence was as oppressive as a deity.

Yao Guang felt suffocated, as if she were gazing upon a divine mountain that connected heaven and earth, so towering that even looking up couldn't reveal its peak, unshakable!

"Indeed, you are quite capable, fellow cultivator."

A faint sigh escaped her lips.

Under Wutian's palm, Yao Guang instantly went limp, leaving only an empty shell.

An invisible and intangible demonic thought stood tall in its place.

Yao Guang moved around Wutian, unaffected by external forces, as she unleashed the Tianmo Huan Yin to its fullest extent.

In an instant, Wutian's ears, eyes, and even his mind were filled with countless illusions, stirring up the demonic thoughts within him.

"Hmm? Fellow cultivator, you have surprisingly few 'thoughts' and obsessions, almost none at all. Truly astonishing."

Yao Guang's doubts grew stronger.

Living beings, with their emotions and desires, naturally give birth to various thoughts.

The innate law she cultivated could stir up all kinds of distractions in people's minds, using them as a source of nourishment.

Similar to obsessions, the higher one's cultivation, the deeper their obsessions, and the more nourishing it is to consume them.

However, Wutian had barely any distractions, a rare occurrence.

No wonder all the methods she had tried earlier had failed!

Could it be the rumored pure and simple "innocent heart," or perhaps the opposite, the "seven apertures' exquisite heart" mentioned in the rumors?

Whichever it was, they were her nemesis.

"You've repeatedly tried to disturb my mind with Tianmo Huan Yin, are you in such a hurry to die?"

Wutian's voice rumbled like heavenly music. With his fingers spread, his palm emitted a dark and mysterious aura, containing a miniature world. As his palm turned, the world within it tilted, covering the surroundings.

Yao Guang's expression turned cold. She transformed into a strand of demonic thought, formless and intangible. How could she be caught by this person?

She remained calm and unafraid, but her face changed.

She had been forcibly pulled into a miniature world!

A brilliant sound, like heavenly music, thundered from the highest point of the world—

"Weak, you are truly weak."

"The divine sons and daughters under the Four Devils are only of this level? Truly disappointing."

"If this is all you can do, then you might as well die."

...

"Yao Guang is doing her best to stall, why hasn't the blood sacrifice been completed yet?!"

Deep within the temple, an elderly man in luxurious priestly robes glared furiously at the crowd before him.

"Great Bishop, we were too hasty. The sacrificial offerings were insufficient, and we cut off contact with the outside world. We have no other options!" someone explained, bravely stepping forward.

"No other options?"

The elderly man's expression darkened, his eyes cold as he scanned the crowd. Suddenly, he said, "Aren't there still many sacrificial offerings here?"

The crowd's faces changed, and the person who had spoken earlier forced a smile, "Great Bishop, don't joke. These are all loyal believers of the church."

The elderly man said indifferently, "Being able to merge with the great god is the greatest honor you can receive in this life."

The crowd began to back away, but soon realized with despair that there was nowhere to retreat.

"Great Bishop, I am a believer of the First God. Sacrificing me to the Third God is blasphemy!"

"I am a believer of the Second God..."

For a moment, some tried to resist, cursing them for blasphemy, while others prayed to the great god for salvation. However, in the end, nothing changed.

The elderly man's face remained expressionless, and with a wave of his wide sleeve, the powerful figures behind him walked out coldly, ignoring the curses and wails. They sacrificed the believers one by one, offering them to the blood pool.

"Still not enough..." The elderly man frowned, turning to look behind him.

A heavenly being silently stepped forward and voluntarily entered the blood pool.

But it was still not enough.

Then, a second, and a third...

The scene was chilling to behold, but the elderly man felt an unbearable pain in his heart, as if his heart were bleeding.

These were the foundation of the Four Deities Temple!

However, due to the arrival of a powerful enemy, they had no choice but to sacrifice some of their own to summon temporary "divine messengers" for protection.

With the voluntary sacrifice of the heavenly beings from the Four Deities Temple, the blood sacrifice finally met the required standard.

A vortex appeared in the blood pool, and countless pieces of flesh and blood were sucked into the vortex, absorbed by something.

As the level of the blood pool gradually lowered, a golden skeleton was revealed!

The surface of the skeleton was covered in hideous bone spurs that extended into the void, as if connected to some realm.

With the completion of the blood sacrifice, the golden skeleton slowly raised its head, and a black dot appeared on its forehead.

Soon, a majestic and ancient will, sacred yet containing a hint of evil, forcibly squeezed out of the tiny black dot.

In an instant, this will filled every corner of the hall, everywhere, like countless tentacles penetrating every inch of the void.

The elderly man's pupils slowly dilated, still unable to believe what he was seeing.

"This isn't a divine messenger..."

He muttered, his body trembling.

The upper echelons of the Four Deities Temple shared a common trait—

They understood the existence of the Four Gods far better than ordinary believers, and so they feared.

They yearned for the blessings of the Four Gods, but also secretly feared their arrival.

But at this moment.

It seemed the Four Gods had truly descended.

Behind the elderly man, You Li, who was suppressing the heart demon within his body, had a horrified expression.

Had Yao Guang, that crazy woman, come this time to lead the charge for this god?

Wait...

Is this the Third God, or the Fourth God?!

...

At the Tiansheng Lake.

The man seated at the "bottom" of the lake lifted his head, piercing through the void, a smile spreading across his face.

He founded the "Walking Without Restraint" sect, and in this life, he pursued the ultimate freedom.

And that Heavenly Demon, who claimed to be the most free person in the world.

If given the chance, he would very much like to "consult" with this person face-to-face—

What is "freedom"?

...

Mount Wan Jie.

A Dao Mountain standing in the boundless Sea of Nothingness, its entire body shrouded in ancient chaos, emanating an ancient aura of immortality.

On the Dao Mountain, a palace stood tall. On the plaque above the palace gate, three profound Dao characters were inscribed.

"Dao Yi Palace"!

Deep within the Dao Palace, a young man who had been in seclusion for ten thousand years awakened. His gaze was calm and serene, his eyes seeing through the dust of the mortal world with a detached and ancient wisdom, and also carrying a deep weariness.

Sensing the arrival of a fellow cultivator of the Great Dao, the young man muttered to himself:

"Is it Wu Zhou?"

"Or 'Shakyamuni'?"

"It's not in the Yanhuang Federation, but at the Third Ascension Platform in Tiansheng Lake?"

...

Huangxue Palace.

Within a palace held aloft by a sea of flames, a lazy and noble woman in imperial robes slowly opened her eyes behind layers of curtains. Her beauty was fiery and captivating, and the red phoenix mark on her forehead became even more dazzling at this moment, as if dripping with blood.

She stood up with a cold smile, her tall and slender figure exuding an unparalleled beauty, like a flame that no one could ignore, burning freely in the heavens and never extinguishing.

"Wu Zhou? I've finally waited for this moment..."

But soon, she frowned.

Why not in the Yanhuang Federation?!

...

At this moment, within the Three Thousand Yanfu Worlds.

Those who had reached the True Sage realm, almost immortal and one with the heavens and the universe, all looked up, sensing the arrival of someone who should not have descended.

What surprised them was that Wu Zhou's first place of descent was not the Yanhuang Federation as they had predicted, but the realm of the Saint King lineage.

Some tried to intervene, but with the arrival of the Heavenly Demon, they only needed to touch the Grand Universe's Divine Intent to gain temporary authority and "set things right" with a single move.

This was because the Heavenly Demon was in harmony with the Great Dao of the Sea of Souls, and was a person the Grand Universe's Divine Intent must eliminate!

At that time, they might still have time to make some subtle arrangements...

But soon, those who tried to intervene in secret found that someone was already waiting there, blocking their actions.

Tiansheng Lake.

Shouzhen Daoren.

...

...

A deep and serene aura filled the hall, constantly expanding, eventually occupying the entire Chaotic Abyss Sea, gathering all the scattered fragments from various places and integrating them into one, with the aura constantly rising until it reached the limit of this realm.

Before taking the final step, He stopped, unwilling to attract the attention of the Grand Universe's Divine Intent.

All the scattered fragments returned, gathering in the depths of the hall.

A figure with the same appearance as the statue outside appeared before everyone.

The old man, with a trembling body, led the remaining core disciples and believers to kneel down and bow to the Supreme God Master.

"We pay our respects to the God Master!"

Youli's expression changed.

Although he belonged to the Second God Master, the four gods had a pact, and upon seeing an existence equal to their own God Master, they should kneel in reverence. But at this moment, his situation did not allow for such a gesture...

Just then, the figure noticed something interesting, and with a wave of his hand, he captured Youli.

Youli's face changed, and just as he was about to speak, he found that he could not utter a word, and even his spiritual consciousness went silent in an instant!

Wu Zhou, who had descended, looked at his "masterpiece" with a hint of appreciation.

He pointed at Youli's forehead, and the heart demon that the latter had been suppressing broke free instantly!

The heart demon, upon being freed, looked at the world with joy, enjoying the great freedom of the Great Dao. Then, his gaze suddenly fixed on the figure before him.

After a moment of surprise,

It was a primal fear!

The heart demon's expression was wary, constantly retreating, but it found that it could not escape the vicinity of this person.

Wu Zhou ignored the kneeling believers beside him. If it weren't for the fact that their scattered nature had already pushed him to his limit, these people would also have become his nourishment.

Compared to these supplements, he was more interested in the heart demon before him.

The "Law of the Wind of No Form"?

The strand of thought from the Supreme Buddha had not returned, and he was unclear about what had happened at that time.

But now, he understood.

"Hela?"

He smiled lightly.

It seemed that this time, he might be able to meet an old acquaintance.

Just then,

With a loud boom,

The void gateway, sealed by layers of grand arrays, was forcefully penetrated.

A foot stepped through.

Dragging an intact human skin.

Unconcerned with those around him, he walked into the hall.

Daoren Wutian.

His gaze ignored the disciples of the Four Deities Temple, and fell upon the figure that seemed to have just descended.

The latter smiled slightly, released Youli, and with a wave of his hand, instantly refined him.

Wutian's gaze fell upon Wu Zhou's palm.

A fruit-like object, seemingly a Dao Fruit, floated and sank, its shape undefined yet filled with a sense of nobility and weight, as if it were the origin of all things in the world, or the end of everything, both one of the myriad phenomena and the unity of all.

"I've changed my mind."

Wu Zhou said with a smile,

"Kneel before me, and I will pass on the true law. From now on, you will no longer be a mere clone, living only for yourself, and enjoying great freedom."

"In the future, when I attain the Dao, you can succeed me as the second-generation Heavenly Demon."

The hall fell silent.

Youli, who had been discarded like trash, his Dao foundation almost collapsing, struggled to get up. His expression was dazed, wondering about the mention of a clone. Was Wutian's visit just a clone?

Soon,

His gaze fell upon the magnificent figure, and he couldn't help but shudder.

It was indeed the God Master!

And he had appeared in his true form!

Even though his entire Dao foundation had been destroyed, he struggled to control himself, afraid to harbor any resentment that might be sensed, leading to eternal damnation...

Youli's gaze fell upon the human skin Wutian was holding.

Even the divine glow couldn't last long...

Unfortunately, no matter how powerful Wutian was, today's outcome was already predetermined!

But just then, the God Master's words made Youli freeze.

Succeeding his divine position?!

(End of Chapter)

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