Chapter 599: 40. A Thought Becomes a Devil, and the Devil
Swallows All Directions (7198 Words-Thank the Alliance Master
Translator: 549690339
Ordinary people might not be able to understand this stateâŠ
However, the purest white was the most likely to produce the thickest black.
Ascendants and those who sought the Dao all needed to have a pure mind. However, this purity was also like the âmost precise instrumentâ that needed to be carefully protected.
The most divine would also have the most demonic nature.
That was why there was the saying of a thousand years of cultivation and becoming a devil with a thought.
This was not to say, â If you canât cultivate, if you donât get any benefits from cultivating, if the gods and buddhas donât respond to your requests, you will become a devil out of anger. â
This was not mainstream.
Because the root of your demonic nature was your ârage of powerlessnessâ. You begged others, but they didnât give it to you.
What was this?
In fact, the true âOne Thought Becoming a Devilâ was âWhen you have completed your cultivation, you are close to perfection. You are not angry, you are not confused, and everything is clear in your heart. However, the next step you take, you will suddenly become a devilâ.
Xia Ji hadnât turned into a devil yet.
He suppressed the throbbing in his heart.
He casually killed people.
Walking a long way.
Every step he took was accompanied by endless blood and wails.
Gradually, the people who were fighting in front returned to Xia Jiâs back. Because the forces blocking the front were too strong and endless, there was no telling how many people were on the other side of the Heavenly Dragonâs Back.
The number of people behind Xia Ji kept decreasing, but the resistance on the other side was endless.
Perhaps tens of thousands, hundreds of thousands, hundreds of thousands, or even millions of people had already died on this narrow roadâŠ
The hundred-mile long bridge, in the deep spring rain, are the souls of the dead.
In the distanceâŠ
Several oracles looked down at this scene. They frowned as they ordered the soldiers, cavalry, cultivators, and demons behind them to press forward.
âIs that the person who dared to blaspheme the gods?â
âWhy is he so strong?â
âCould it beâŠâ
âDonât speak nonsense.â
He has already crossed more than half of the bridge. If he reaches this side of the bridge and regains his strength, what should we do? â
â Thatâs right. Iâve had people investigate. This kidâs words carry the law and heâs extremely powerful. If we canât knock him down from the back of this
Heavenly Dragon, weâll be in big trouble. â
âEveryone, what should we do?â
The oracle looked at the man in the lead from the south and fell into deep thought.
Suddenly, someoneâs eyes lit up. â Look, the two women behind him donât have much strength. â
The moment he mentioned it, the people beside him seemed to have woken up from a dream. â You mean? â
The oracle said smugly, â Strike at the snakeâs seven inches, kill at the weak spot. Since we canât break through him, if we target those two women, we can make that heretic named Qi Yu lose his mind and panic. We can take this opportunity to kill everyone behind him, causing him to fall into an ambush from all sides without any support. Isnât that good? â
âWonderful, truly wonderful.â
âDemons have wings and are not affected by the flight restriction. Cavalry charge, we have plenty of people anyway. On the other hand, the consumption on the Heavenly Dragonâs back would become greater and greater. No matter how strong Qi Yu was, he would also be almost exhausted.
Use the cavalry to attract their attacks. The demon will only attack those two women, and the other cultivators will do the same. This way, we can disintegrate them.â
âNot bad, not bad. The gods have said something similar before. Letâs do it.â
The Oracles who were in charge of the interception immediately passed down the order.
Further away, on the peak of a mountain covered in spring rain, a man in a luxurious dark golden robe sat in a pavilion. Three women were sitting with him in the pavilion.
The man rubbed his nose and chuckled. âââ1f I were this person, even if I were to cross the bridge stealthily, I wouldnât have made such a big fuss.
You donât even know anything and you dare to compete with me. â
God Lord Qin, â the woman said with a smile, â I think I saw that Sage Nun fighting behind him. â
This man was none other than Qin Chentian, the sect leader that Xia Ji had been slaughtering these days.
This was also the man who had been saved by the Sage Nun of the Clear Wind Sect, Fang Chuyu, decades ago, but had almost wiped out the entire Clear Wind Sect because of âhumiliationâ.
Qin Chentianâs eyes narrowed. He coldly swept his gaze over the battle on the long bridge in the distance, but he casually passed by Fang Chuyu.
Fang Chuyu was holding a long sword and slashing out streaks of Dharma Power. Although she could use her Dharmakaya, the consumption of energy on the back of the Heavenly Dragon was too great. Using her Dharmakaya Power was not conducive to a prolonged battle.
Her white silk clothes were soaked in the blood of the rain, and her messy long hair was hastily tied up. However, she was still fighting and resisting. Her brows were filled with an unyielding expression. Her spirit was mixed in the raging fire that had been suppressed for a hundred years, and it was naturally not extinguished.
Qin Chentian shook his head with a smile and said lightly, âââ Back then, I liked her. She didnât know how to appreciate favors and missed me. Now, if you want me to take another look at her, youâre dreaming.
He stood up and placed his hands behind his back by the pavilion. He raised his head and said,âThe current me is no longer worthy of a blind woman like her. If she misses the opportunity, then she misses it.â
There was a sense of excitement in his heart. The sense of superiority brought by this power made him feel that this mortal world was no longer interesting.
What did these mortals know?
How could their thoughts and wisdom reach one-ten-thousandth of his?
And those who did not know what was good for them, those who had once bullied them, would definitely pay a thousand times the price.
Now, he was already a man of the heavens, not an ant in the human world.
â Master, come and drink. Donât pay attention to that woman who doesnât know whatâs good for her. Back then, Master treated her so well, but she refused to admit that she was with another man. She really deserved to die. Her sect actually protected her. Master didnât only slaughter a few cities under that sect, but only a few hundred people from that sect. He was really kind.. â
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