novelraw Chapter 578 - 562: Breakthrough_1
Chapter 578 - 562: Breakthrough_1
While Qin Wudao was in seclusion for a breakthrough, far away in the Middle Region, the Soul Martial Ancestor, under the guidance of the Soul Emperor, successfully met ’Tribulation’.
In the dim grand hall, ’Tribulation’ sat at the head seat. Dressed in a white robe, he emitted a faint white light, making him seem like a deity, exuding an ineffable sacredness.
"Master!"
"Master!"
The Soul Emperor and the Soul Martial Ancestor knelt on both knees, kowtowing in reverence.
’Tribulation’ observed the Soul Martial Ancestor and said slowly, "Mid-stage Semi-Emperor realm. Not bad."
Perhaps because his physical body had just been formed, his voice was slightly hoarse, like metal grinding against stone, carrying a piercing quality that was extremely grating to the ears.
However, the moment his voice sounded, immeasurable Tribulation Power erupted. It transformed into numerous ferocious grey dragons, gathering all the negative forces of the world and striking terror into hearts.
ROAR!
The grey dragons spiraled within the hall, threw back their heads, and unleashed a roar filled with evil and despair before flying into the Soul Martial Ancestor’s forehead.
Mere wisps of residual Tribulation Power annihilated the Void! All other energies vanished completely!
"Ah!"
As the Tribulation Power surged into his body, the Soul Martial Ancestor’s frame shuddered. He was instantly assailed by immense pain; his pupils dilated, veins bulged on his skin, his face contorted, and his entire body convulsed as he let out a bloodcurdling scream.
Pain!
Intense pain!
An excruciating pain that pierced his bones and soul!
The Soul Martial Ancestor writhed in pain on the ground, pleading desperately, "Mas... Master, please stop! It’s as if I’m simultaneously enduring all the cruelest tortures in the world; I’d rather die!"
Tribulation Power—one of the most potent energies in the world!
When enough Tribulation Power accumulates, it can create a great calamity, altering Heaven and Earth. At its lightest, countless people fall, the landscape drenched in blood for ten thousand li. At its heaviest, civilizations are annihilated, and worlds reboot.
For a mere mortal body to absorb such terrifying power—could one imagine the consequences? A fate worse than death!
Despite this, ’Tribulation’ remained expressionless, as if he hadn’t heard the Soul Martial Ancestor’s pleas, and continued to channel the Tribulation Power.
In his eyes, the Soul Emperor was just a chess piece! Who would care about the opinion of a chess piece?
"Mas..."
The Soul Emperor found it hard to watch and was about to plead.
’Tribulation’ didn’t even lift his eyelids as he coldly commanded, "Get out!"
The Soul Emperor’s mouth opened slightly, but he still dared not defy ’Tribulation’s’ orders. After a slight bow, he left the grand hall.
And the moment he turned, the aura of a late-stage Semi-Emperor erupted forth!
The Soul Martial Ancestor had broken through!
...
After Qin Wudao and the Soul Martial Ancestor went into seclusion, the Primordial Continent enjoyed a long-awaited peace.
Of course, with the Immortal Fate drawing near and various hatreds intertwining, everyone understood that this rare period of tranquility would inevitably be shattered.
When that time came, another bloodbath would ensue! Perhaps it would engulf the entire continent. Even the North and South Territories, which had never seen a major war, would be drawn into the conflict.
To face the upcoming war, all powers began to wrack their brains, trying every conceivable method to strengthen themselves and forming alliances to seek self-preservation.
「Western Territory!」
「Ultimate Bliss Mustard World!」
Wisdom Absolute Buddha, who had escaped back alone, did not summon anyone. Instead, he went directly to the forbidden area and activated the barrier.
Billowing Demonic Qi erupted from his body, giving off an aura of ultimate destruction. It offered nothing but endless despair, devoid of any trace of life.
Ironically, this demonized individual had been a highly revered monk, admired by countless people in the Second Era.
"Master," Wisdom Absolute Buddha muttered to himself, sitting on a black lotus, "you always told this disciple to be merciful, but is mercy useful? Can it revive you? Can it defeat the Eternal Temple?"
"Master, this disciple no longer wants to cultivate Buddhism!"
"It’s hard to be a good person, and even harder to be an enlightened monk. This disciple has sensed immense power in the path of demonic cultivation!"
"Your spirit in heaven will surely forgive this disciple, won’t it?"
"No!"
"You will not forgive me. But this disciple must still cultivate the demonic path! Even if it means eternal damnation, even if I plunge into the eighteen levels of hell after death, I will have no regrets!"
Suddenly, Wisdom Absolute Buddha’s right hand formed a claw and plunged fiercely into his own chest. He reached deep inside and tore out a golden Buddha Heart, dripping with fresh blood.
A large amount of fresh blood splattered onto the ground. It lost its luster, turned black, and began to emit Demonic Qi.
"HAHAHAHAHA..."
Wisdom Absolute Buddha clutched his own heart, letting out a laugh that was a mixture of tears and mirth, sorrow and joy, liberation and entanglement. The sound reverberated within the barrier, creating waves of echoes.
Then, he placed the heart into his mouth and chewed it with great mouthfuls, his face alight with enjoyment as if savoring a rare delicacy.
Such a scene, if witnessed by outsiders, would surely induce endless nightmares!
Soon, a miraculous scene unfolded!
After he devoured his own heart, a new one grew within Wisdom Absolute Buddha’s hollowed chest. This heart was wreathed in demonic light, filled with the power of brutality, destruction, and devastation.
The Buddha Heart shattered, and a Demon Heart emerged! What Wisdom Absolute Buddha had consumed was not merely his heart, but the entire Buddhist path he had pursued for eight long eras.
"What comfortable power!"
Wisdom Absolute Buddha stretched lazily. Except for his pair of red eyes, his entire body had turned black.
"Next is to modify the ’Myriad Mercies Heaven-Saving Art’!"
"Save Heaven?"
"Forget that!"
"Better to destroy Heaven!"
...
「Nine Heavens Saint’s Court!」
"How could this happen?"
"They all died!"
In the imperial palace, Emperor Dongfang sat dazedly on the throne, his gaze vacant. The scene of ’Tribulation’s’ emergence and the fall of the powerful experts replayed endlessly in his mind.
That was an unassailable power!
"Ancestor," Emperor Dongfang asked in a slightly numb tone, "do you think we still have any hope for revenge?"
Dongfang Wudao stood beside him and sighed, unsure how to respond. After a moment’s hesitation, he said in a low voice, "Rest well. I am going to Heavens Beyond Heavens!"
He could now only pin his sole hope on Immortality Mountain within Heavens Beyond Heavens!
...
「South Territory.」
「In the Heretic God Sect!」
"A Demi Immortal!"
The Emperor of Dry Bones sat in his chair, his body trembling.
"Pass down the order! Send envoys to Heavens Beyond Heavens!"
After some hesitation, he stood up and issued the loud command.
Unless absolutely necessary, he did not want to make an enemy of a Demi Immortal. However, the Heretic God Sect and the Eternal Temple already shared a deep-seated hatred that could only end with the annihilation of one party.
He had no choice!
Meanwhile, powers like the Exquisite Sacred Land, the Ice and Snow Saint’s Court, the Demon Saint Temple, and the Witch Sword Faction all dispatched people to Immortality Mountain.
...
「The Qin Dynasty Saint’s Court, outside the Great Wall.」
Two figures clad in blood-red armor and wielding battle swords walked out of the city gates under the awed gazes of the frontier soldiers, disappearing into the distance.
"General, where are we going?" Bai Bing asked curiously.
"To places ravaged by war!" Bai Qi walked ahead, gazing at the mountains and rivers beyond, and said calmly.
The Qin Dynasty Saint’s Court is too peaceful. In such a tranquil environment, no one would be driven to cultivate the Path of Slaughter.
Tell me, without bone-deep, unforgettable hatred, who would willingly choose to attain their Dao through slaughter?
He intended to find a group of people filled with hatred and malice, perhaps even devoid of humanity, and train them into a slaughter legion!