With Countless Qualities Bestowed Upon Me, I Shall Ultimately Become Immortal-Chapter 527 - 483: Baxia Holding Up the Sky, Eight Paths of Transcendence! World Destruction, Crimson Demon God! (Six Thousand Two-in-One)
Humanity still has the power to resist, and it has been resisting all along.
In his heart, the plans of Great Chu regarding the Celestial Demons seem to be gradually taking shape.
Ordinary people only know the dangers of the Demon Path and the Celestial Demons.
They don’t need to bear much responsibility, just to protect their small families and raise their offspring.
Martial Artists and low-level Martial Arts families must shoulder the tasks of eradicating demons and defending the path against low-level Celestial Demons.
He has his own speculations regarding this "eradication of demons and defense of the path."
The current attitude of Great Chu towards the Demon Path,
is partly due to its own reasons, with strong secrecy supported by the Celestial Demons.
And the strong ones of Great Chu have more important affairs and no time to play cat and mouse with these fellows.
Then why not deploy a certain number of mid-level Martial Arts families to specifically solve this issue?
Perhaps it is also intended as a form of training, allowing the young martial artists to grow.
Of course, these are all Meng Chuan’s guesses; there might be other reasons.
The Demon Path harms ordinary people deeply, and if it can be completely resolved, Great Chu cannot possibly let it be.
Because it is the people that everything relies upon.
Humanity has evolved through generations, from Qi refining to Martial Arts, constantly raising the limits of humanity, breaking the Martial Arts limit.
Regarding the specifics of the Celestial Demon Realm, the Immortals and Buddhas tainted by demons, and the two "existences beyond cognition" he has seen himself.
These are matters for the Martial Arts strongmen of Great Chu to worry about.
Because all these concern the life and death of Great Chu and even the entire world.
Only they have the ability to handle it, and they are also shouldered with the responsibility of "salvation."
The reason these messages are not revealed to ordinary people and lower-level Martial Artists,
is firstly because it is not yet a matter of life and death, and it’s useless for ordinary people to know, bringing only harm rather than benefit.
It would also create panic at the grassroots level, which goes against Great Chu’s "prolific policy" of childbirth at sixteen.
The other Martial Artists and low-level Martial Arts families also can’t handle these matters and can’t play a role.
Moreover, if they knew their future opponents were existences capable of "shattering planets,"
once these messages are made public, how many people would turn to the Celestial Demons and betray humanity?
The number might exceed imagination and further fuel the arrogance of the Demon Path.
As one wanes, Martial Arts decline.
Meng Chuan also feels that it’s better to keep these messages closed.
Even he, armed with the power of Limit Breaking, felt a sense of powerlessness all over his body when he saw that thing...
Even if it wasn’t witnessed in reality but rather as if watching in an immersive movie, observing the process of that crimson destruction of a planet.
That feeling alone is enough to make one’s scalp tingle.
Are there not non-native beings like Baxia who have also suffered from the Celestial Demons?
Outside the world, how many worlds have been devoured by the Celestial Demons similarly?
How many worlds are fiercely resisting like Blue Planet?
Thinking of this, Meng Chuan suddenly remembered that Baxia seemed to have been captured and raised by the other party, not dead...
"If Baxia only showed me and Zhang Jingshi, the Sect Leader, this scene as Martial Arts teaching.
Does it mean that among those who learn the Baxia Heaven-Supporting Skill, the two of us have hope of saving him in the future?"
Just as among the Immortals and Buddhas, Mahabrahma and Han Zhongli, in their dying moments, left benefits for oneself.
It also carries a hope of entrustment.
Shaking his head, Meng Chuan no longer thought about these distant matters.
There is still a vast distance between him and Baxia, let alone the crimson master.
Such beings are just as elusive as those golden eyes of the real world.
Thinking too much can only lead to the shattering of the Tao Heart...
Changing the thought, Meng Chuan stopped thinking and encouraged himself:
"No matter how strong the enemy is, I must fight!
Those beings weren’t born so powerful; I, damn it, will prove it eternally!
Give me time, and with all these characteristics bestowed upon me, I can surely surpass him in the future!"
In this, Meng Chuan is always confident.
The real question is, how much time does he have left?
He knows too little about such beings.
Baxia’s world is gone; is the other party now dealing with the human world?
Knowing these allows one to at least have some sense of security.
...
When he took out his phone, he finally emptied his mind of his thoughts, making room.
Sorting his feelings, a delayed panel prompt came:
[Baxia Heaven-Supporting Skill: Beginner (1%) pending Limit Breaking]
[Limit Breaking Trait: Transcendence (Core)]
At first glance at the panel, Meng Chuan’s mood improved significantly.
He couldn’t help but slap his thigh, success!
Didn’t suffer in vain in that world...
Concentrating further, he checked how exactly to transcend.
Just like when he first began learning the Five Elements Qiankun Fist, as he focused, a line of small flyspeck words appeared:
[Bound by shackles, not by choice; eight paths of liberation, unrestrained and unworried.]
This time, the panel’s "interpretation" seemed somewhat cryptic.
Combining it with the immersive "film" he just watched, he pondered:
"Are the shackles on Baxia’s body the so-called ’eight bindings’?
Only after they are all unlocked is it transcendence? It seems off; could it be that Baxia was forced to support the sky?"
This understanding is still superficial, and with future Limit Breaking, all truths will be revealed.
The phone call connected, and the voice of Sect Leader Chen Tuan interrupted his thoughts.
Empty thinking is useless; action is necessary.
First, train hard, twice a day with full effort!
Withdrawing from the state of introspection, he placed the phone by his ear.
His lower body wasn’t idle either, finding time to practice stance holding.
On the other end of the phone, seeing it was Meng Chuan, Chen Tuan directly asked:
[Meng Chuan, how is your body?]
Meng Chuan laughed:
[Basically recovered, thank you, senior, for your concern.]
