Legend of the Great Saint-Chapter 1606 - Return
Chapter 1606 - Return
The black sun shone on the boundless demonic land. All of the mountains, rivers, and trees were shrouded in a layer of dimness as if everything existed behind a black piece of glass.
It was a condensation of the laws of the Demon domain, bestowing a demon heart to all of the demonfolk. From their very essence, every single demon heart was a Black Sun Demon Heart.
The legend would become true sooner or later.
But on this very day, the black sun was instead gilded with a golden edge. The golden light was dim, but it still produced a haze, exposing a smear of dark blue.
The pure land of Sukhāvatī and the wicked land of the Demon domain were both originally part of the Qilin Paradise that the primordial qilin turned into. They had been split apart by the buddha Tathāgata through the use of his boundless powers.
However, with the arrival of the man who possessed the bloodline of the qilin, he took away the pond of lotuses in the Great Thunderclap temple, and the two worlds began to approach and merge together. Their laws wove together as they fused with one another.
The light from the distant Sukhāvatī left countless demonfolk enamoured, forgetting everything that happened around them. Their dark eyes all became gilded with a golden edge.
The Demon domain that had sunk in darkness for billions of years finally welcomed the first ray of light. Those who had never sunken in darkness before would not understand just how precious the light was. It made every single demon’s heart shine.
At that moment, it was trembling joy. They shed tears of joy, unable to control themselves, like they had risen up to paradise.
The demonic land had never been so hopeful, so peaceful. It was basically even more enchanting than the finest wine in the world.
The games that demonfolk liked the most—slaughter, abuse, harassment, betrayal—were absolutely nothing compared to this sense of joy, devoid of meaning.
However, the meaning of existence was downright denied from them as well. A sense of pain that reached down to their very bones erupted hysterically, even more unbearable than any toture.
Within it flowed humiliation, hatred, emptiness, despair… as if they had fallen straight to hell!
“Those who had never seen light will always find it easier to bear with the darkness. If they never had hope, they would not feel despair either,” a woman whispered like a snake’s hiss, cursing and blessing the living creatures. “I hope you like this fate.” She had already made the most bountiful offering up to the demonic heavens, a lone, proud tiger.
She lowered her head again and smiled gently. “I still need to thank you.”
She held an infant in her arms who currently slept soundly, completely uninfluenced by the changes of the outside world. There was no demon heart at all in his body. He was surrounded in a holy glow, such that even the demon qi was unable to approach him, giving off an unbelievable sense of purty.
He was the son of Jiuying, the son of a Heretic God, a…
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