novelraw Chapter 499 - 498: Let Yang Jian Come! Nuwa Steps Onto the Ninth Layer Stairway!
Chapter 499 - 498: Let Yang Jian Come! Nuwa Steps Onto the Ninth Layer Stairway!
The moment the Saint’s Book opened, a dazzling light emerged.
The eighty thousand characters of the world all converged into the book.
Mencius slowly recited the principles of the Confucian School.
"A gentleman does not stand beneath a dangerous wall."
Instantly, a power of rule surged out from the book.
It descended upon Lin Heng.
Lin Heng’s knees trembled, and he involuntarily took a step back, the eerie power shocking him as he murmured, "Words and laws follow?"
A trace of ferocity flickered in Lin Heng’s eyes, his primordial blood burned fiercely, forcibly incinerating the power of rule exerted upon him.
He steadied his steps again, but sweat the size of beans dripped from his forehead.
Mencius shook his head upon seeing this, reprimanding, "Failing to correct a mistake is a mistake indeed."
Once more, the rule burst forth from the Saint’s Book, piercing into Lin Heng like a thousand peaks through his heart, an unbearable pain.
Mencius continued chanting, "To sharpen his will, to toil his body, to starve his flesh, and to deplete his form."
A supreme force of weakness instantly enveloped Lin Heng.
His body swiftly declined, his hair turned white in the wind, and wrinkles of twilight appeared on his face.
The Quasi-Saints witnessing this scene couldn’t help but be secretly alarmed: "The Saint’s Book is truly terrifying..."
Every word and sentence are principles.
Words and laws follow, orders are obeyed without resistance.
Unassailable, unavoidable.
"No wonder this book is as renowned as the Celestial Book of God Sealing, the Earth Book of Mountains and Seas, and the Netherworld Book of Life and Death, which have existed for countless ages."
"Confucius of the Confucian School, truly has heaven-reaching means."
Even the East Buddha was astounded.
Confucius stands among the saints of the world, or rather, even among many ancient Quasi-Saints, as a junior among the juniors.
Yet the last time, he managed to stand out among numerous Primordial Chaos powerhouses, achieving the title of a Saint by his own strength!
His means indeed garner admiration!
"Daoist Lord Lin, please retreat." Mencius again urged Lin Heng in a complex tone.
As the first to propose the idea that the common folk are more important than the ruler, the Sub-Saint had heard of this Daoist Lord’s feat of sacrificing his own life to help millions of ordinary people ascend to the Upper Realm while in the Human World.
In Mencius’s eyes.
Lin Heng is a gentleman.
He does not wish to kill such a gentleman.
But...
Lin Heng still refused him.
"No..." Lin Heng weakly shook his head. With all the rules binding him, he could no longer bear the power of the Seven Treasures Exquisite Tower.
His trembling knees were already skinned, revealing stark white bones pierced out.
Mencius couldn’t help but sigh softly: "An ant trying to shake a tree, laughable overestimation..."
"An ant trying to shake a tree, respectable overestimation..."
"Alas."
He no longer held back, his expression turning cold, loudly reciting: "If that’s the case, please go to your death."
As his words fell.
The eighty thousand characters turned into killing intent, countless white lights like sharp blades, interspersing between heaven and earth, swarming towards Lin Heng.
"Enough!"
Nuwa shouted, no longer caring for the Celestial Dao Gate that was close at hand, she raised her foot to rush to Lin Heng’s side to take him away.
Who would have thought an Immortal Light would suddenly descend.
A voice sounded.
"Lady Nuwa, please ascend to heaven."
"Our Daoism people, have our own Daoism people to save!"
As the words fell.
A lotus lamp descended into the world, a black dog walking upright, carrying the lamp.
The lamp light shone the world, bursting with the might of an Extreme Sacred Weapon.
Instantly blocking the thousands of killing intents pouring from the Saint’s Book.
Hmm?
The sudden change shocked everyone present, their eyes widened.
Nuwa was also surprised, raising an eyebrow: "Treasure Lotus Lamp?!"
"Treasure Lotus Lamp, it’s the Treasure Lotus Lamp!!" The Quasi-Saints present all exclaimed, recognizing the Extreme Sacred Weapon.
"Heaven-Barking Dog, did Yang Jian send you?"
A Quasi-Saint angrily rebuked, his face extremely dark.
"Yang Jian is still alive, he’s indeed still alive!"
"Where is he?"
The Quasi-Saints sensed nearby, their eyes extremely vigilant, Yang Jian’s name intimidated these ancient beings.
During the Gods Sealing Calamity Era, Yang Jian displayed his divine power, achieving sainthood with a mortal body, entering the Celestial Court.
Titled True Monarch Erlang, he only accepted assignments, not orders.
The Journey to the West Calamity began.
When the gods couldn’t handle Sun Wukong, they also invited him to capture him.
As the foremost disciple of the third generation under the Primordial Celestial Venerable of Daoism, his talents were no less than Sun Wukong and Nezha.
His third eye was even prophesized to be the greatest weapon in the Three Realms in the future.
The most crucial thing is.
After the Journey to the West Calamity, Nezha entered the Buddha Country, with a difficult-to-break mind knot.
Sun Wukong’s primordial spirit escaped, delayed for hundreds of thousands of years.
Only Yang Jian.
Rumor has it he has remained in the world diligently cultivating, his cultivation long reaching the level of heaven-reaching.
Before Lin Heng appeared.
Yang Jian was also constantly regarded by the Western Buddha Country as the last threat of Daoism.
In recent years.
The Western Buddha Country has been searching for Yang Jian’s whereabouts, yet he seemed to have vanished from the world, even though the Buddhas divined the heavenly secrets, even though the Six-Eared Macaque listened to the Three Realms and Six Paths.
Still, they couldn’t sense Yang Jian’s presence.
Who could have predicted that today, his Heaven-Barking Dog would appear with the Treasure Lotus Lamp.
"Where’s Yang Jian?"
"Why doesn’t he dare to show himself?"
The Nine Nether Ao angrily rebuked, once having enmity with Yang Jian.
The Heaven-Barking Dog raised its head proudly, with disdain: "To deal with the likes of you, why would my master need to come personally?"
"Insolent."
The Nine Nether Ao’s killing intent soared to the sky, smoke and dust rose all around, the Quasi-Saint’s aura overshadowed the Star Realm.
"What are you, let Yang Jian come!"
It whipped its tail, a fierce beast’s head sprayed out a Sea of Blood, wanting to meld the Heaven-Barking Dog into blood.
"Idiotic."
The Heaven-Barking Dog couldn’t be bothered, the Treasure Lotus Lamp automatically lowered a cascade of divine light, blocking everything outside.
It then looked Lin Heng up and down, remarking: "Years ago, the Three Pristine Ancestors granted the Daoist Purple Qi to the Human World upon you, I was initially indignant, but now it seems, you truly are remarkable."
It sincerely admired him, but after the admiration it couldn’t help but add pridefully: "But compared to my master, there’s still a slight gap."
The extremely weak Lin Heng forced a smile at it with difficulty.
"Thank you, may I ask where True Monarch Erlang is?"
The Heaven-Barking Dog casually replied: "Went to rob their homes."
"Oh, hmm?" Lin Heng looked puzzled.
The Quasi-Saint on the other side was also suddenly startled: "What did you say?"
The Heaven-Barking Dog chuckled, "Since you all came out, the master naturally went to take down your bases, oh, the first is your base."
It pointed at the Nine Nether Ao infuriatingly without consequence.
The Nine Nether Ao’s face looked as if it had eaten a dead rat, extremely unpleasant.
Lin Heng couldn’t help smiling wryly: "I’ve long heard of True Monarch Erlang’s fame, to meet him today, is indeed extraordinary..."
"Uh..." The Heaven-Barking Dog looked puzzled: "Why does it sound so odd when you say it?"
Just as the words left its mouth.
The entire Demon Realm suddenly shook.
No.
It should be that the entire world of the Grand Thousand Upper Realm shook.
"It’s over..."
The East Buddha was the first to speak, looking at the Celestial Dao Gate with a face ashen like death.
Venerable Emperor Chong’en, Mencius, Nine Nether Ao, all the Quasi-Saints at this moment, their faces also turned as if mourning their parents.
Nuwa.
Stepped onto the Ninth Layer of the Celestial Ladder.