From God of Lies to Lord of All Worlds

Chapter 247: The True Efficacy of Virtual Wish Power, The Birth of the Netherworld

Meanwhile, during the time the invitations were sent out, inside an abandoned Buddhist temple in the city of Kolkata.

Wutian approached Bai Yang and expressed his thoughts.

"You mean to use Lion Camel Ridge as a foundation to derive a true Hell?" Alvin asked in surprise.

"Yes. Aren't the ownerless, resentful Wish Power in this city the exact karma that the Avici Hell needs the most?" Wutian answered slowly. "This karma will dissipate during the conversion of faith, so we might as well put it to use and let it become the shaping force of the Avici Hell!"

Hearing this, Bai Yang stroked his chin and nodded slowly. "You know, that actually makes quite a bit of sense!"

Wutian's words naturally made sense. In fact, it was likely the optimal solution for this city!

Kolkata was the largest city in northern India, and it was also the city with the highest concentration of sin and resentment.

The initial bursts of Wish Power still had not found their true path, so they remained in a scattered, chaotic state.

Bai Yang had no intention of absorbing this kind of Wish Power. He did not even entertain the thought of using it, but Wutian was bold enough to consider it.

This malicious, exaggerated Wish Power truly could not be absorbed, but it could certainly be utilized. After all, what kind of malice did the Eighteen Levels of Hell lack? Using it for that purpose would undoubtedly go quite smoothly!Wish Power could be transformed into karma, which was inherently defined as a sinful force in Buddhist stories, so it would not be a waste.

And wasn't the foundation of Hell precisely Lion Camel Ridge? Lion Camel Ridge, the Lion Camel Kingdom, the sea of blood stretching for four hundred kilometers, and the countless vengeful souls—all of these were the most fitting elements for the Eighteen Levels of Hell!

Or rather, it was inherently the real-world Shape-Shifting of a living purgatory on earth.

"Crown, it goes even beyond that!" Alvin chimed in. "The soul is a stream of information, and everything within these information streams is simply data, which perfectly matches our Virtual Wish Power!"

"We do not even need to find a physical location to serve as a real medium. We just need to create a virtual world first, exactly like we did with the Middle Ages!"

"And the ten million people within Lion Camel Ridge are the best providers of Virtual Wish Power!"

These detailed explanations genuinely prompted Bai Yang to think seriously. "You know, you make an excellent point... Let's give it a try!"

After saying this, he raised a hand and stretched out his body. God Power poured forth from the Divinity of Lies, passing straight through the building and rising into the sky above the city, completely enveloping the Wish Power drifting up there.

The Virtual Wish Power intertwined with the real Wish Power, morphing into a unique halo of light. It ebbed and flowed within, slowly settling, expanding, and contracting, before ultimately forming a crystal-clear ring of light.

"The Buddha stated that Hell is divided into the Eighteen Levels of Hell and the Avici Hell. These are, in fact, two different methods of punishment!"

Bai Yang murmured softly, "Those with minor sins descend to the Eighteen Levels of Hell, while those guilty of grave crimes must be cast into the Avici Hell!"

"Thus, this marks the opening of the Eighteen Levels of Hell, and these ten million atoners can perhaps serve as the imps within this Hell!"

Becoming an imp was certainly no reward; it was merely another form of punishment. After all, simply existing in Hell was a punishment in itself. The karma forged from that endless pain and curses would hardly be any less than the karma endured by the souls being actively tortured!

A virtual world was different from the real world. He did not need to manually allocate power; he only needed the Wish Power to harmonize.

Because of this, Bai Yang was surprised to find that after these hells were shaped, the initially stagnant, dark Wish Power was genuinely absorbed. It transformed into the punishments, torture devices, karmic hellfire, and landscapes within these hells.

Looking at it this way, Wutian's proposal was incredibly accurate!

'How should I put it? Birds of a feather flock together?' Bai Yang thought inexplicably. From the initial Hell of Tongue-Ripping down to the eighteenth level, the Hell of Saws, every single layer was capable of absorbing this Wish Power. One could easily imagine just how profound and heavy the sin contained within this Wish Power truly was.

Moreover, even with this distribution, the Wish Power floating above the entire city had only decreased by roughly ten or twenty percent. A vast amount still lingered overhead, manifesting right before their eyes.

"Then I shall continue guiding it. Let us create the Eight Cold and Eight Hot Hells, along with the Neighboring and Isolated Hells!" Bai Yang continued. "At the very bottom of the Eight Cold and Eight Hot Hells lies the Avici Hell!"

He waved his hand once more. Another halo formed beneath the previous one, resuming the absorption of the Wish Power. After another long stretch of time passed, the Wish Power was finally drained completely dry!

"The sheer volume of sin in this country is truly shocking!" Bai Yang declared. The fact that a single city's Wish Power was enough for him to construct the entirety of the virtual Hell—with enough left over to build a second copy—was absolutely absurd.

"Speaking of which, wouldn't the total Wish Power of this entire nation be enough for me to create the realms of death for the majority of the world's civilizations?" Bai Yang's eyes lit up. "This place is simply a paradise for Wish Power!" Right at that moment, just as Bai Yang finished shaping the virtual Hell, a voice rang out:

"Hell has appeared, which means this Buddhist Monk should take his place! This humble monk must depart!"

"Depart?" Bai Yang looked at him with an amused expression. "If you want to leave, do you think I would stop you?"

"Crown, I do not know the true meaning behind your summoning me here, but I hope we will no longer exist as mere illusions, but as true, living testaments!" Wutian said, his expression incredibly solemn. "I hope that we all truly exist, rather than being nothing more than theatrical characters as we are now!"

"Just as in the past when King Kali subjected me to Dismembering One's Body, at that time, I was free of The Four Notions—free from the notion of self, the notion of others, the notion of sentient beings, and the notion of lifespan. Why is that? When my limbs were severed joint by joint in the past, had I held onto The Four Notions, hatred and resentment would have arisen within me."

He chanted the sutra, his demeanor already signaling a complete departure.

Hearing Wutian's words, Bai Yang stroked his chin. He naturally understood what Wutian meant.

Although the other party possessed a complete identity, a complete existence, and a traceable origin for everything, at his core, he was still an illusion!

This illusory nature was no different from the phantom nature of Odin and the other Deities Bai Yang had shaped!

They were all fabricated Deities, not genuine living beings.

However, Wutian was slightly more complicated. Because he was the only Deity aware of his "illusory" existence, he appeared far more conflicted and agonized, to the point of reaching a mental breaking point.

Bai Yang had originally created him because of his villainous attributes and his remarkably clear, lucid state of mind. He had assumed that Wutian would gladly become another one of his subordinates, serving as a master of certain domains much like The Core.

Looking at it now, the other party clearly identified much more with his own persona, resonating deeply with his identity as a Buddha and his existence as a living testament to Buddhism.

For this, he was even willing to discard his own unhindered clarity.

Perhaps this was the difference between a programmed Deity and a primordial Deity? Bai Yang was not surprised. The other party's growth in the mortal realm had naturally carved out a distinct path; now, he was simply seeing it through to the end.

"If that is the case, then as you wish!" Bai Yang nodded, feeling no annoyance whatsoever. "I will extract your present and revert your past. From this moment onward, you are the true Wutian/Kinnara, and the connection between you and I ends here!"

"Namo Amitābha. Crown, you know that this is our true life, rather than this illusory performance!" Wutian brought his palms together and spoke softly. "Thank you for your creation. Buddhism will forever remain under your command, striving forward with unwavering dedication!"

"Mhm!" Bai Yang immediately waved his hand, extracting certain traits from the other party and causing a specific, peculiar function within Wutian's mind to dissipate completely!

From this moment on, the Wutian that Bai Yang had shaped ceased to exist. All that remained was a true Buddhist Follower, the rebel of Mount Sumeru, Kinnara Bodhisattva, the future Wutian Buddha!

Wutian stood exactly where he was, gazing at everything before him in a slight daze. He chanted the Buddha's name, then immediately began walking toward the outskirts of the city. He needed to go check on the subjects of his efforts To Guide to Enlightenment, who were now nothing more than empty physical shells.

He was going to fulfill his grand ambition and embark on a Buddhist path that belonged entirely to him.

Meanwhile, the figures of Bai Yang and Alvin vanished completely from Wutian's line of sight, leaving behind only Bai Yang's slightly regretful sigh. "Alas! This solitary journey has ironically fortified his own path. I have to say, fate loves to play tricks on people!"

"Crown, this is his loss, not yours," Alvin whispered, offering comfort to Bai Yang. "From today onward, he is no longer someone above the fray; he is simply another player on the board!"

"You are not the fish, how do you know the joy of the fish?" Bai Yang shook his head gently. He didn't feel it was a pity, just a little melancholy. "By solidifying his path, he genuinely possesses the possibility of becoming a Buddha!"

"After all, it is precisely because of his persistence that I decided to turn the illusory concept of Buddhism into a true reality!"

"Such a massive contribution is naturally enough for him to achieve Buddhahood and become the true—Wutian Buddha!"