Divine & Bizarre: Increasing Points to Invincibility-Chapter 300 - 137: The True Martial Great Emperor Reveals His True Form! The Cunning Daoist Immortal of the Outer Domain’s Heavenly Demon! (Big 10,000-word - , please subscribe)_5

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Chapter 300: Chapter 137: The True Martial Great Emperor Reveals His True Form! The Cunning Daoist Immortal of the Outer Domain’s Heavenly Demon! (Big 10,000-word Chapter, please subscribe)_5

Fan Wu paid no attention to the Nanjun County Prince beside him, who had become extremely aberrant, as he calmly observed the entity before him with both eyes.

That thing, it didn’t look like any animal, nor did it resemble any demons and devils, much less any sort of ghost, nor was it a plant.

It was as if it were assembled from lifeless matter.

At first glance, it resembled a giant Buddha!

Yet, it didn’t possess any of the unique Buddha-nature that a Buddha statue should have, as if it was merely a cursory imitation of a Buddha, its entire body displaying the color of rotting flesh.

Its size was enormous, nearly thirty feet tall, very much resembling a Buddha statue in a cross-legged meditative posture.

Fan Wu could sense that on this eerie entity, there was a strong, ominous aura.

It seemed as if it was not within the five forms.

It seemed more like it transcended beyond the six realms.

Layers of miasma wrapped around it, oozing with copious amounts of pus, twisting into a grotesque form that led Fan Wu to feel that all the diseases that one could name within the Great Zhou Dynasty, had all converged upon this Buddha-like entity.

Perhaps, if its peculiar appearance were to be painted, just by looking at its portrait, the common people could be influenced by it.

And eventually could turn into existences no different from the Nanjun County Prince, neither human nor ghost.

For the moment, Fan Wu could not see its attribute information.

After a thought.

Under the expectant gaze of the Nanjun County Prince, he slowly walked up to the thing and looked up at this massive, uncanny being.

Then,

Fan Wu, undeterred by the foul-smelling pus that inundated the ground, sat down briskly, adopting a seated meditation posture.

He then closed his eyes.

Gradually, he swept away the distractions from his mind.

Suddenly!

Fan Wu began to hear, a series of eerie sounds that sent shivers down his spine, but fortunately, these sounds were not enough to discomfort him or give rise to any strange thoughts.

He remained undistracted.

As he sat quietly in meditation, the sounds he could hear gradually became clearer.

His consciousness went "boom"! And then, image after image unfolded within his mind like scrolls.

In these pictorial scrolls, what was depicted was not the Great Zhou Dynasty that Fan Wu knew, nor was it the reinforced concrete with which he was even more familiar, but rather he saw enormous and unfamiliar palatial structures of jade and fairy halls, along with billowing auspicious clouds filled with immortal qi.

Although Fan Wu did not know where this place was, the increasingly clearer voice beside his ear softly told him—this place, is the immortal palace in heaven!

It is the ninth heaven!

It is the Heavenly Court!

Scroll after scroll unraveled within his consciousness.

Inside the immortal qi-filled fairy palace of the Heavenly Court, the number of Spiritual Birds and Immortal Trees was beyond count. Magnificent fairy halls of jade stood in the clouds, some rising among the auspicious mist, others floating within the ninth heaven.

Numerous blurred figures emerged continuously within these pictorial scrolls, each figure exuding a terrifying presence, as if a mere glance in their general direction could lead to Fan Wu’s immediate demise.

All of a sudden,

The scroll in his consciousness abruptly changed, those terrifying figures turned from vague to incredibly clear.

Fan Wu "saw" a Heavenly Soldier-like being, holding a wisp of white mist in its hand, and the increasingly clear voice explained to him—that this was the worship offered by the humans.

The Heavenly Soldier, holding the wisp of mist in his hand, began twisting it into various shapes within Fan Wu’s "vision".

It morphed into a wailing infant.

Into an elderly person bent with age.

Into a healthy farmer.

Into a pregnant woman.

The Heavenly Soldier-like being slowly opened its mouth, and it was better when it wasn’t open, for when it did, it resembled a ferocious beast, stretching unnaturally wide in an exaggerated manner, exposing serrated teeth within.

At this moment... this seemingly majestic Heavenly Soldier wasn’t much different from the eerie beings Fan Wu had encountered before.

The Heavenly Soldier stuffed the worship it was clutching into its mouth, chewing with a greedy and horrific expression, while drool leaked from one corner of its mouth.

Desperate screams of despair emanated from its mouth.

In his consciousness, the image in the scroll shifted again, back to the mortal world.

A group of plainly dressed common people were holding a very lively worship ceremony.

The commoners burned incense and bowed to the various gods and Buddhas.

Copious amounts of worship rose from them and slowly floated up to the Heavenly Court.

The image shifted once more.

It was still the same group of common people, but the atmosphere was starkly different from the previous liveliness; the scene had become much more somber. Among these people, many lay on straw mats, infected with diseases and gasping for their last breaths.

Among them were elderly elders, wailing infants, pregnant women... Weren’t these the same people that Fan Wu had seen before, those exactly like the worshippers that the Heavenly Soldier had swallowed?

Again, Fan Wu heard a teaching voice beside his ear, essentially telling him—this is the daily consumption of worship by gods across the heavens, this is the recompense that the common people receive after worshiping gods across the skies.

The pictorial scroll in his consciousness rapidly rewound.

One after another, images of deities completely different from those in temple statues flashed within Fan Wu’s consciousness...