My All-Heavens Chat Group-Chapter 416 - 28: Sunflower Seeds, Cola, and a Small Stool (Update 2)_1
The second was that Ah Dao, a local ruffian, no longer got into fights.
The third was that Ah Xiu, a local prostitute, no longer plied her trade.
After his tasks were completed, the High Priest went back on his word and sentenced him to death.
To save him, Ah Xiu, formerly a prostitute, went against her vow to leave her past behind. She agreed to the High Priest’s condition and then took her own life.
Jinnaruo was consequently expelled from Mount Ling Buddhism. He saw through the hypocrisy of the faith and, deeply affected, began to harbor evil thoughts.
Afterward, seeking revenge, he allowed his Primordial Spirit to drift into the Demon World, where he cultivated into Demon Luo. He later merged with the World-ending Black Lotus to become Yuan Shen Heilian.
Finally, he sealed his own benevolent thoughts into his Yuan Shen Heilian and swore to seize the Three Realms to resurrect his beloved Ah Xiu.
But now, although Tathagata had reincarnated, Wutian’s hope of resurrecting Ah Xiu seemed indefinitely out of reach.
The Lord of Hongmeng, however, had the power to Reverse Time and Space, to resurrect the dead.
I want to see if the Lord of Hongmeng truly lives up to his name... 𝓯𝙧𝓮𝓮𝒘𝓮𝙗𝙣𝒐𝒗𝒆𝓵.𝓬𝓸𝒎
Wutian pondered for a long time and finally made up his mind.
He began to recite the "Meditation Method" he had downloaded from the chat group.
The moment he uttered the last word...
It was as if he had mysteriously arrived in an endless expanse of Chaos.
It was hazy and gray.
Boundless and vast.
Without up or down, left or right.
Without time or space.
Without any living creatures.
Only a towering and unfathomable Divine Spirit stood at the heart of the Chaos, wreathed by the Infinite Universe, with galaxies flowing through his hair like streams.
No one knew how tall it was.
Nor could anyone grasp its magnitude.
He seemed to be the origin of all things in the universe, the most fundamental Dao of the world.
Is this the Lord of Hongmeng? To silently pull my Primordial Spirit here, he is indeed powerful!
Wutian was secretly shocked. He knew his Primordial Spirit, merged with the World-ending Black Lotus, possessed an incredibly strong and formidable defense.
I just wonder if he’s all show and no substance!
Wutian looked at the daunting, towering figure and the terrifying sight, not frightened at all, thinking perhaps all of this was fake, just to scare people.
However, the instant this thought arose, a pair of eyes—like the sun and moon, no, even brighter and more profound—suddenly opened and gazed quietly at him.
"Ah..."
Wutian exclaimed, his body making a crackling sound as if bearing an unimaginable weight, his face twisting in pain.
A voice from the void told him:
Divine Spirits are supreme.
Divine Spirits are inviolable.
Divine Spirits must not be profaned.
Only in submission can one find relief.
Only in submission can one be free.
Wutian’s eyes were fierce, and he summoned all his strength, wanting to resist.
CRACK.
Accompanied by more cracking sounds, Wutian’s body, like porcelain, slowly fissured—including the Yuan Shen Heilian—then shattered with a resounding CRASH.
Bright red blood scattered all around.
His body seemed torn to shreds.
His soul seemed torn to shreds.
His will seemed torn to shreds.
Endless agony flooded every cell of his body and every inch of his soul.
This was a force he had never felt before.
Terror.
Destruction.
Under this power, he felt he would be thoroughly annihilated, disappearing forever, with no chance of rebirth.
He died.
But the next moment, under an inexplicable power, his flesh reassembled. Wutian was fully revived, as if his previous death had been an illusion.
This... am I dead or not?
Wutian was bewildered, his mind in turmoil.
He couldn’t tell if what had just happened was an illusion.
But that feeling of death was too vivid.
If it was an illusion, it was far too terrifying.
"Let’s go again!"
Wutian provoked once more, and unsurprisingly, he was crushed again.
The pain of death was vividly imprinted deep within his soul.
Just like before, after he died, he was fully resurrected once again.
"Again!"
Wutian was stubbornly persistent. He wasn’t afraid of pain or hardship; he wanted to uncover the secret within.
Once.
Twice.
Thrice.
...
「Red Dust Heavenly Palace.」
Another masochist! Hongmeng’s thoughts stirred.
As Wutian prayed, Hongmeng immediately knew Wutian’s identity and the world he was in.
It was just as he had guessed.
The Wutian Buddha Ancestor was indeed the Wutian from "Journey to the West: The Sequel."
Among the group members, this guy must be the third masochist!
Hongmeng thought of Morgana, also known as Liang Bing.
When Liang Bing first joined the group, she was extremely arrogant. She carried herself as if Heaven ranked first, and she ranked second. The Demon Queen’s arrogance was on full display.
But in the end, he made her cry. He made her submit completely, both in heart and mind.
I wonder how long Wutian will last?
Hongmeng’s thoughts flickered, but he didn’t pay too much attention.
At this moment, he was like Zhao Zilong of Changshan, wielding the Longdan Silver Spear, charging seven times in and seven times out of a tight encirclement of thousands of troops. He fought until his enemies’ souls scattered and their spirits dispersed in terror.
...
「World of "Journey to the West: The Sequel".」
"I pay my respects to the Lord of Hongmeng."
After dying nine hundred and ninety-nine times, Wutian gave in.
Completely.
He truly felt the gap between himself and Hongmeng.
It was higher than the sky, deeper than the sea—an immeasurable gap.
As he submitted, the tidal wave of pressure assaulting him from all directions vanished instantly. His body grew warm, as if he had returned to his mother’s embrace.
He regained his senses, a complex emotion in his eyes, feeling as if an entire lifetime had passed.
If it weren’t for the increased strength in his body, he would almost think it had all been a dream.
"The Lord of Hongmeng is a True God indeed!" Wutian exclaimed.
At this time, he noticed someone tagging him in the chat group.
Great Weitian Dragon: "@Wutian Buddha Ancestor, Amitabha, are you also a cultivator of Buddhism, benefactor?"
Dominator of The World Association: "The newbie has been lurking the whole time. He probably thinks it’s his inner demons acting up and might be trying to exorcise them right now!"
Wutian Buddha Ancestor: "I used to practice Buddhism, but Buddhism is too hypocritical. Now, I cultivate the path of demons!"
Tushan’s Second Master: "Is this one of those legendary big shots who can become a Buddha with one thought and a devil with the next?"
Ye Tiandi: "Looks like the new guy is a major villain! Good thing he joined our group, or he’d be toast!"
Wutian Buddha Ancestor: "I have now occupied the Three Realms. Tathagata has reincarnated and gone. Who can do anything to me?"
I Don’t Want To Be Zhao Gao: "It’s over! This newbie is totally done for!"
The Upper God’s Dog Son: "Are you that Wutian? The Jinnaruo who was in love with Ah Xiu?"
Wutian Buddha Ancestor: "It seems the world I’m in has also become material for movies and novels in your world!"
Wutian was not surprised by Dog Son’s words.
Having read the chat logs, he naturally knew that Dog Son’s world was somewhat magical. Information about almost all the group members could be found in the movies and novels of that world.
Tushan’s Second Master: "Sunflower seeds, potato chips, cola, small stool, looking_forward.jpg."
Demon Queen: "Little Fox has already become a fat otaku! Hopeless."
Tushan’s Second Master: "Old woman, you’re the one who’s beyond saving!"
DING, The Upper God’s Dog Son uploaded a video, "Journey to the West: The Sequel."
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