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Chapter 842: The Massacre Begins in the Mortal World
Chapter 842: The Massacre Begins in the Mortal World
A blood rain showered down upon everyone, like a colossal drumbeat, starting from half of Quzhou and spreading across the entire realm, forever altering this corner of the world.
"Has the massacre really begun?"
At the Tiger Pass, the majority of the Grain Guard Army, the Iron Gate King, the White Armor Army, and numerous Bull-Not-Eater disciples, along with military strategists and various generals, all guessed Yang Gong's intentions, yet they still seemed somewhat incredulous.
"He... After leaving Mingzhou with a booming reputation and the signs of an emperor, he now wants to unleash a massacre. Could it be that he..."
"Doesn't he want to be emperor anymore?"
A Bull-Not-Eater disciple whispered, "Not only will he not become emperor, but there's a chance he won't live to see the rise of a new emperor in this world."
"From this moment on, his reputation will be ruined. Everyone will hate him, fear him, and want to kill him for their own satisfaction..."
Looking up, the endless blood rain poured down, filling the world with a rolling, surging aura of bloodlust. Reaching out to catch the raindrops, one could even feel the chilling sensation of a blade against their skin: "Endless vengeance is born from this, and a massacre is about to descend upon the realm."
"We've immersed ourselves in the Dao for half our lives, yet never imagined there could be a method that surpasses the imagination of all of us!"
"Then... What should we do now?"
Amidst the tension, someone asked anxiously. Military Advisor Iron Mouth glanced at the dark and heavy Tiger Pass. Inside, the Blood Vajra remained, along with the powerful families and talented individuals from Quzhou's aristocracy.
After another night, it was time for the Blood Vajra to leave the pass. Each night, they would tremble in fear, worried that the Blood Vajra would slaughter them all.
But for some reason, at this moment, they felt no fear at all. They set up an incense table to offer incense and pray to the heavens, but just as the table was set up, a sudden uncertainty crept into their hearts.
"The killing intent is too strong. My cultivation is insufficient. If not for that, I would have invited the senior brother of the Golden Word Gate."
Before a decision was made to invite someone else, someone nearby slowly approached, speaking lazily, "Step aside. You don't know how to contain this killing intent; it's best left to me!"
Iron Mouth recognized the newcomer's demeanor and spoke with reverence, "May I ask, esteemed one..."
"The Blue Heaven has died, and the Yellow Heaven shall rise. In the year of the Metal Rat, the realm will be blessed."
The visitor casually recited these sixteen words, then stepped forward to take the wooden sword and yellow memorial paper, saying, "In terms of seniority, you should address me as your uncle, but there's no need to bow this time. I don't like that."
Iron Mouth hurriedly stepped aside, and in the distance, Cloudy General, the Great Dharmic Religion disciple Senior Abacus, and oddly named individuals like Old Millet, Bamboo Leaf Green, and Ice Burning Jade, all arrived at the location. From a distance, they watched as the visitor took out a piece of paper.
This act of vengeance, though alarming, had to be utilized. It was by harnessing this killing intent that they could break through Tiger Pass, hence the need for the incense table.
The incense offering to the heavens strengthened the world.
Iron Mouth hesitated because he knew this was the right thing to do, but he didn't even know how to write the memorial. After all, to some extent, he felt that the aristocrats from the eight counties and twenty counties were innocent.
However, the man known as Green Ant Wine acted without hesitation, directly writing on the incense table:
"Heaven creates all things to nurture the people, but the people have no virtue to repay Heaven."
"Kill! Kill! Kill! Kill! Kill! Kill! Those disloyal shall be killed!"
"Those unfilial shall be killed! Those without humanity shall be killed!"
"Those unjust shall be killed! Those without righteousness, propriety, wisdom, or trust shall be killed!"
"The Duke of Mingzhou says: Kill! Kill! Kill!"
"I was not born to join the scramble for power, nor to build the Golden Terrace in the capital."
"...
"This is..."
Iron Mouth and the Bull-Not-Eater strategists and experts, after reading just a few words from a distance, were suddenly terrified, their faces turning pale, and they stumbled back a few steps, their necks feeling icy cold.
This was not a green talisman or a memorial, but pure, undiluted killing intent.
Even as he wrote these strange verses, the entire realm seemed to respond, with the blood rain from the sky intensifying and gathering around them. Streaks of blood-red lightning split the sky above their heads.
Around the incense table, everyone, except for Senior Abacus, tilted their heads to appreciate the words written by Green Ant Wine, their faces filled with smiles.
Sweet Potato Burn even nodded his head, sighing, "Such culture! I knew there was a toad in the Daming Lake."
"That's enough," Green Ant Wine said, putting down his pen and smiling. "The Duke of Mingzhou has drawn the first blood, triggering the great massacre in the realm. But to accumulate more, time is needed, and we shall lend him a helping hand!"
As he spoke, he waved his wide sleeves, standing beneath the pouring blood rain. Holding the yellow memorial paper, he recited loudly, his voice echoing inside and outside the Tiger Pass, before burning it as an offering to the ghosts and spirits.
His voice, indescribable, resonated throughout this realm, suddenly triggering a transformation.
It was as if the entire world trembled slightly, silently.
Each word was like blood, and each sound was terrifying.
The poem was not a curse, but it was more powerful than any curse. When Military Advisor Iron Mouth recited it, the inside and outside of Tiger Pass fell into a deathly silence, and everyone felt a chilling sensation on their necks.
As the poem was offered to the ghosts and spirits, the world suddenly filled with howling winds, and the blood rain intensified. Even the red lantern hanging high above the three armies' formation was instantly covered in a layer of more vivid blood.
"What does the Duke of Mingzhou mean by this poem?"
"It means he doesn't even want to be emperor anymore. He'd rather be a bloodthirsty demon who slaughters without mercy."
"Of course, even if he wanted to be emperor, he couldn't."
"Only the aristocratic families eliminate excess, but today, he wants to protect the excess and kill the aristocrats. He will offend the entire realm..."
Even inside Tiger Pass, upon hearing the poem, countless people were shocked and terrified, as if an invisible night had descended upon their heads.
"Boom!"
In the distance, as Yang Gong gave the order and charged towards the eerie fortress and the earthen city's stone walls, lightning flashed across the night sky, illuminating the blades of the Grain Guard Army.
Inside Tiger Pass, the gates had already opened, and after several days of pressure that left the allied forces gasping for breath, the Blood Vajra, who had been sleeping restlessly, appeared at the pass once again. However, this time, as soon as they exited the pass, they suddenly felt a powerful bloody aura.
The bloody aura was so overwhelming that it caused them to halt in their tracks, their eyes vacant and hollow as they stared at the blood-red night sky.
"Kill!"
At that moment, behind the incense table, amidst the blood rain pouring down upon them, the greatest change occurred with the five thousand Grain Guard Army soldiers left by Yang Gong at the pass, as well as the various generals and strategists who knew the truth.
In the past, whenever the Blood Vajra emerged from the pass, they would retreat, but this time, it was as if they could sense the surging killing intent behind them. Suddenly, someone gave the order, and countless blades and spears surged forward, charging straight towards Tiger Pass.
The Blood Vajra specialized in night-time killings, so the allied forces chose to break through the pass at night.
Boom, boom, boom!
With the sound of galloping hooves and splattering mud, inside Tiger Pass, the Blood Vajra, the aristocratic private soldiers, and various experts from the Soul Punishment Sect all felt their hearts tremble and their courage falter.
This was especially true for Shen Ci Wang, who had never failed in battle. Although he carried the burden of a sea of blood on his shoulders, which left him constantly exhausted, as long as he could endure, leading the Blood Vajra out of the pass, there would be no one in the world whom he couldn't kill.
However, at this moment, as the incense offering to heaven took place on the table in front of the pass, he felt the weight of his iron armor become unbearable, and he knelt down on one knee.
Beside him, the Blood Vajra, one after another, fell to the ground, lifeless, returning to their state as dead men.
"How is this possible? How is this possible?"
Shen Ci Wang, facing the waves of soldiers rushing towards the pass, clenched his teeth and struggled to stand up. Alone, he still managed to raise his large blade, pointing it at the charging soldiers, and roared:
"I am Shen Ci Wang, born of heaven and earth, a law-breaking butcher with countless kills. How dare you..."
"..."
He was the mighty general who, in just a few days, had crushed various invading forces, beheaded tens of thousands, and forced the surrender of the major families of Quzhou. He was the one who had pointed at the Unchanging Li Family and cursed them.
He believed that as long as he still had a breath left, no matter what kind of demon or monster stood before him, they would have to bow their heads in submission.
But now, as he waved his blade and shouted, he was doused in a shower of golden liquid.
Several earthen jars were thrown at him, covering his body and face in the liquid. Before he could wipe the filth from his eyes, a pitchfork pierced straight through his chest, nailing him to the gate.
"Slaughtering the young and old, kneeling before the aristocratic families, willingly becoming a tool for others, and still claiming to be a hero..."
The young general who had pierced him withdrew the pitchfork, shook it in disgust, and spat: "What kind of thing are you?"
After saying this, he didn't even turn back, but led the charge into the pass. The allied forces followed closely behind, a dark mass of soldiers. The private soldiers and experts inside Tiger Pass trembled in fear, some surrendering and others fleeing in disarray, escaping through the pass.
With the fall of Tiger Pass, the victorious soldiers cheered loudly. Some shouted the name of the Golden Liquid General, the first to charge into the pass, while others hailed the Iron Gate King, who led the capture of the city.
At that moment, in front of the army, behind the incense table, the members of the No-Bull Sect and the reincarnators who had offered the incense to heaven all felt a deep sigh in their hearts. They turned their heads towards the center of the blood rain.
They faced the person who had triggered this endless vengeance, bowed, and paid their respects.
...
...
"Crack, crack..."
In the Netherworld Yellow Springs, Hu Ma broke the ancient well with one hand, causing the blood pool to dry up instantly. The white banner spells surrounding it were all tattered, resembling the stupefied expression on the face of the Li Family Overseer.
He stared blankly at the blood pool, where a new shadow had appeared. Everything exceeded his understanding.
Since it was a battle of techniques, he had considered the possibility of the Li Family losing, but he had thought it would be a close call or a hidden victory. However, the current outcome...
The Li Family had been utterly crushed in the battle of techniques.
It had always been the aristocratic families who killed the excesses, never the other way around.
Therefore, he couldn't comprehend how the tables had turned, with the Li Family's killing intent suppressing the blood pool...
At the same time, Hu Ma also felt a heavy heart as he watched the phantom appear in the blood pool.
Yang Gong was someone he had brought up, and he often regarded him as a clueless commoner. But in reality, Yang Gong had learned many things better than him, which was probably why he had made this decision so quickly...
With a deep sigh, he turned away from the Unchanging Li Family Overseer, who was struggling to breathe, and slowly shifted his gaze to the Red Wine Lady standing beside him. With great difficulty, he asked, "Where's Burned Blade?"
The Red Wine Lady approached with slow steps, and in response to Hu Ma's question, she smiled slightly and said, "He's dead!"
She continued with a lighthearted explanation, "Not just anyone can deceive the blood pool. It's a gathering of endless vengeance, and it's not easy to provoke. But we couldn't just sit around and do nothing."
"After all, the human world's vengeance is too slow, and we had to add fuel to the fire."
"..."
"Dead..."
Although Hu Ma had guessed it earlier, his heart was heavy beyond words, and he even felt a bit dazed. The Red Wine Lady was the one who was familiar with Burned Blade, yet she smiled in response, leaving him unable to accept...
Just like that, he was dead?
"It might not be a bad thing."
The Red Wine Lady looked at Hu Ma and smiled, "There are few things that can completely annihilate someone, and the Bloodstained Pool is one of them."
"So, Burned Blade initially said that he didn't want to suffer eternal punishment. He didn't bother figuring out a way to deal with the Celestial Age, he just wanted to use his skills when it mattered most."
"But he..."
Hu Ma's heart sank. "Why didn't you tell me before entering the Netherworld?"
The Red Wine Lady listened and also fell silent for a moment, then she smiled again, "He finds it troublesome and fears that you all will be overly cautious."
"So it's because he's afraid of the hassle..."
Hu Ma was at a loss for words, feeling both absurd and frustrated.
After a long silence, as he watched Yang Gong's blood qi grow heavier, he slowly turned to the Red Wine Lady and spoke in a low voice, "Was Iron Guanyin planning to do this all along?"
"Why... didn't you tell me earlier?"
"..."
"She didn't tell anyone except me. If she had, there would have been hesitation."
The Red Wine Lady slowly opened her mouth, looking up at Hu Ma, "This matter is too significant and too violent. Here, you bear a heavy Cause and Effect, and Heaven and Earth will reject you. It's something that makes many hesitate."
"Moreover, even if you're a Reincarnator, not everyone can be trusted. So, when something needs to be done, it must be done with thunderous might, cutting off all lingering thoughts!"
"This is something that must be done."
"You've been leading the Food Guard Army in Mingzhou for over a month, and you may have already realized that to win this battle, you can't escape this great slaughter."
"Maintaining order by force is inherently wrong."
"This world has always struggled to maintain a semblance of order. After the Yi, there were the Ten Surnames, and after them, the Grass Head King. They only wanted a seamless transition to create a new heaven."
"But that's impossible. Only by completely shattering the old can a new order emerge, strong enough to counter the Celestial Age."
"..."
"But..."
At this moment, Second Pot Head, who was beside them, couldn't help but speak up, "That crazy monkey, wasn't he supposed to fight the Ten Surnames?"
Many Reincarnators knew that Monkey Wine was clever, but he was also crazy. However, they trusted his judgment, and after this battle was decided, even Second Pot Head didn't doubt him.
"That monkey is indeed clever, but he's too rational."
The Red Wine Lady smiled, "He's good at calculating cold numbers, but not so much at understanding people's hearts."
"In this regard, Iron Guanyin is the best."
"She's always watched this world with a cold eye and even once thought of introducing the Buddhist Truths to this realm. But later, she changed her mind."
"Instead of seeking salvation through Buddhism, she prefers to stop sin through killing. She wants to use the Eight Scenes of Hell for her own purposes."
"The Ten Surnames agreed to this battle out of naivety. In Iron Guanyin's eyes, their ambition is laughably childish. They believe only they have the right to become immortal, but how can they control the affairs of the world?"
"Now it seems that the Ten Surnames have the final say, and many listen. But when the new emperor ascends the throne and the power of the realm is divided, how much will the words of the Ten Surnames be worth?"
"Of course, you also need to prepare."
As she spoke, she turned to Hu Ma and nodded slightly, "This Unchanging Li Family, we didn't expect that during the battle, they would overturn the table. It was their childishness."
"And if you truly believe you can win this battle, you can ensure that both sides will part ways amicably and save this world. Then, it's your naivety."
"You can't expect them to truly keep their word and hand over everything after losing. They won't refrain from causing harm to the mortal world. You must prepare early and be wary of them inviting the Celestial Age into the human realm."
"People have a self-destructive nature, even if they don't think so now, they will eventually act on it."
"This is the advice Iron Guanyin asked me to give you."
"..."
"..."
"Cause and Effect is indeed too heavy..."
Hu Ma listened intently to every word, knowing that some things, once spoken, are naturally true or false.
However, even so, when he spoke, he couldn't control the tremble in his voice, "But if you don't want me to bear this evil reputation, how can you not fear this Cause and Effect?"
"Because we've always been treated as Malevolent Spirits..."
The Red Wine Lady laughed, her eyes sparkling as she looked at Hu Ma, "Then let's do Malevolent Spirit deeds. Anyway, we're already used to it, so what's the problem?"
"When we were in the Capital City, you only discussed the Grand Sky Ritual and expelling the Celestial Age with Iron Guanyin. Didn't you think of one thing then?"
"In the Capital City, Iron Guanyin told almost everything to the others, but she concealed one matter."
Her expression was very calm, even with a smile, but her words weighed heavily on everyone's hearts, "The Grand Sky Ritual will succeed, but we will die."
"We are also part of the Celestial Age. This world has no place for us."
"..."
Hu Ma's heart stirred, "I..."
"Just be prepared!"
The Red Wine Lady raised her hand to stop Hu Ma, and smiled, "It's not because of your request that we're doing this. It's simply that after these twenty years, we've also developed feelings for this world."
"Some have had children, some have made friends, some have married eighteen wives here, and some have made a group of brothers."
"Since we're going to die, let's not be sentimental. Before we die, we'll do our best to leave behind a better world."
(End of Chapter)
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