Chapter 922: 373: The Wrath of the Demon Lord!
The Buddha Who Turns His Back on All Beings (Vote for Monthly Tickets)_2 Chapter 922: 373: The Wrath of the Demon Lord!
The Buddha Who Turns His Back on All Beings (Vote for Monthly Tickets)_2 Arrogant and conceited, doing as one pleases.
Such a person is not without brains or thought, but merely disdains to overthink and calculate too much, adhering to the belief that brute force can break through all methods.
Therefore, regarding the Hall of Human Heart, which involves the study of intricate levels of the spirit, they might feel disdain.
Of course, this doesn’t mean they are lacking in spiritual attainment; on the contrary, such people have focused and pure minds, hardly penetrated by external matters.
“Perhaps he wishes to discard the way of the human heart in the Human Immortal Dao and create his own doctrine of the heart…
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After all, put simply, the Human Immortal Dao System is but a creation of the ancients for the younger generations to enjoy its shade.
There are no rules stating that one must follow the ancient paths and cannot pursue their own Dao, creating a path more suitable for themselves,”
Chen Dengming eventually conceived this idea in his heart.
Dao, Dao, Dao.
Truly extraordinary.
I follow my own Dao.
In fact, wasn’t he also ‘following his own Dao’?
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Within the Human Immortal Dao System, the heart doctrine is the most mystical and elusive, with many aspects being intuitive rather than expressible.
He felt that it was all rather hazy as he took up the mantle of the spiritual inheritance and, through numerous instances of insightful thoughts, his spirit gradually grew stronger.
To say that he practiced deliberately by following specific mantras and essentials was simply not the case.
It was entirely a matter of his personal spiritual realizations and changes in his state of mind, belonging to ‘following my own Dao.’
He quickly composed his mind and shifted his attention to the Martial Immortal incarnation.
Seeing that the Martial Immortal incarnation had stealthily infiltrated the vicinity of Bright Cloud Mountain Range, where enemy cultivators had established defenses, he immediately gave the order to his incarnation to keep a low profile and delve deeper.
For the moment, although the incarnation felt a faint oppressive atmosphere and rejection in that part of the world,
As he went deeper, this sense of oppression and rejection did not significantly intensify.
For the time being, none of the outer domain cultivators had detected the presence of his incarnation.
Chen Dengming speculated that it was probably because the incarnation hadn’t yet approached the area where the Outer Domain Devil Lord’s Incense Faith Power was most concentrated.
Or perhaps that the incarnation hadn’t yet triggered any cause.
If there were to be a spell duel with a cultivator, it might truly alert the consciousness of the Outer Domain Devil Lord.
This was more in line with common sense.
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If just one incarnation entering the south, west, and north of the Four Regions, merely wandering about without doing anything could alarm the Outer Domain Devil Lord into personal attention, then the Outer Domain Devil Lord would indeed have his work cut out for him.
Chen Dengming could well sit at the sect and let incarnations roam outside the mountains.
Without any personal risk, he could send a few incarnations to harass the Outer Domain Devil Lord every day, potentially driving the Devil Lord to exhaustion.
Such a tedious task that also tormented the enemy was not beyond what Chen Laodeng was capable of.
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Taking advantage of the continuation of his incarnation’s deep reconnaissance into the encampment of enemy cultivators,
Chen Dengming himself took a Replenishing Heart Pill and then entered the State of Mindlessness to guard his heart, attempting to access the Hall of Human Heart.
In the boundless obscurity,
With neither heaven nor earth, neither inside nor outside…
Even time seemed to lose all concept and meaning.
A magnificent hall appeared in Chen Dengming’s spirit.
Chen Dengming’s Divine Sense and Soul Power quickly transformed into little dots, soaring towards the grand hall.
This time, his primary aim was to seize the opportunity to absorb more Human Immortal Dao Force and the aura of auspicious clouds.
Besides that, he also intended to establish contact with old friends like Qiu Feng and others through the Heartfire of the Human Heart Candle, locating those long-lost comrades who had yet to return to the sect.
Now that Longevity Sect had reclaimed its gates and was progressively guiding back disciples from the East Immortal Sea willing to return, he was searching for disciples lost in battle over the years.
Since the two Golden Core elders, Qiu Feng and Cheng Zhenwei, were still alive, Chen Dengming, as Longevity Sect Leader, in both feeling and reason, was supposed to bring these two men back.
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Western Region.
A land once renowned throughout the Four Regions as the realm of demon cultivation.
In the depth of this land once filled with demon cultivators and demons, there lay a vast ancient temple nestled deep in the mountains; this temple was known as Devil Soul Temple.
This ancient temple was not situated in a perfect feng shui location where Spiritual Energy was the most abundant.
Rather, it was located in the Extremely Evil Land, where the atmosphere was heavy with sinister energy; the name of this temple was Devil Soul Temple.
The Mojie Hall was a great hall within the temple.
Currently, at the back row of the center of Mojie Hall, a Buddha statue made of purple gold was enshrined.
This Buddha sat with its back to the entrance, its face not visible.
If one could see the face, they would only see the Buddha with one hand forming a seal, the other holding a white whisk, lips holding a red vermilion pill, with a smile that was not quite a smile, sitting cross-legged on a Black Lotus Platform, at least thirty feet tall.
The incense table in front of the shrine was left without burning incense, which was peculiar.
On either side of this strange Buddha, rows of eighteen Arhats, nine on each side, all faced away from the walls, creating an eerie scene that made the whole Mojie Hall seem even stranger and more ominous.
The Buddha’s head turned away, the scriptures recited in reverse, heretical and deviant from the path—unaccepted by the world?
Thud, thud—
Thud, thud—
Underneath the hall, there were muted sounds like the beating of a giant’s heart, as if someone was drumming underground.
A faint Incense Faith Power spread out.
From the incense burner on the hall’s incense table, a few wisps of incense smoke ignited, filling the air with fragrance that made the hall seem somewhat illusory and distorted.
A chilling voice echoed from the subterranean heart.
“In just a century, this game has progressed to this extent, the chessboard is in disarray, and I have officially started a direct war.
If the Demon Fetus cannot be nurtured to fruition, the chances of victory are only thirty percent, you…
when will you be willing to take action?”
The Buddha sitting with its back to the world remained with its ambiguous smile, silent as ever.
However, the wooden fish in front of it flickered with Spiritual Light and tapped a slow rhythm, ‘thud,’ ‘thud,’ twice.
A sigh came from the depths of the earth, seeming to understand the implication.
Such a powerful Outer Domain Devil Lord, capable of He Dao, could even sigh.
What caused this sigh?
Was it a question of why the Buddha sits with its back turned, lamenting that beings refuse to turn back?