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Chapter 1057 Emperor Fu
She sowed discord between the demon race and the Three Pure Ones, instigating chaos across the land and the War of the Gods, and attacking Mount Ling. All of this was done willingly by 'Feng Xi'.

Even if they know these things are wrong, even if they know they will cause great suffering and damage the reputation of the Five Virtues.

But so what? As long as the former 'He' can return, and the Heavenly Emperor, as radiant as the sun and moon, can once again stand tall in the heavens, and defile the Five Virtues with filthy means and forms, then it is worth it.

Perhaps in His eyes He was just a tool to be used.

Perhaps when He was traveling in His imperial carriage and looking down upon the vast land, He already knew that a tiny phoenix was watching Him from afar, and He knew the longing in the phoenix's eyes and the feelings hidden in her heart.

Perhaps even that person's unparalleled heroic demeanor, his fearlessness in the face of ancient backgrounds, his courage to fight against the heavens and go against the tide, and his style of suppressing the order of the three realms so that immortals, Buddhas, gods and demons dared not overstep their bounds, were all just a performance of falsehood.

Or maybe.
The real Him is long dead.

As Fusang withered and the heavens and earth collapsed, they all perished in that glorious primordial era.

When the true Jade Emperor discarded the imprints of the past and future, he remained in the river of time. The Nine Heavens Thunder God, who relied on a bit of life force and all his memories to entrust the ancient Thunder Pool, was nothing but dregs, obsessions, and the most unbearable aspect.

But I'm willing to do it.

We look forward to it, hope for it, and dream that the great man of the past will overcome his tribulations and shed his shackles.

Even if the enemy of revenge is the Three Pure Ones, even if I cannot overcome them and there is no hope for the Great Dao in this world, as long as I can stand by their side and advance and retreat together, and live up to their vows and remain true to my heart.
Until the Battle of Mount Ling, when the oath broke down, he could abandon me for the sake of the struggle for the Dao Fruit, not only exterminating the Buddhist sect, but also intending to destroy the demon race in order to hinder Nuwa.

When the Five Virtues Phoenix fell from Mount Ling, it saw the Nine Netherworlds raging and instinctively looked up at the sky.

At some unknown time, the sun turned pitch black and fell to earth. Any beautiful thing that fell into the black ocean would be swallowed up in an instant, losing its original shape and form.

Even memories are the same.

So this is hatred, this is the sea of ​​suffering that even those on the other side cannot see through.

It is said that the sea of ​​suffering is boundless and turning back is the shore, but even if you are on the other shore, turning back cannot make the sea of ​​suffering disappear; you can only try to improve yourself.

"I refuse to live a life of dishonor!"

"If one does not attain the Dao, one will be revered in this world!"

The ocean was still pitch black, but a familiar light appeared amidst the sinking, and a sound echoed in the deathly silence.

that moment.

Even she herself didn't know why she was moving.

The Demon Saint Spear unleashing pseudo-otherworldly power was already the limit of the "Demon Saint's" obsession. He could either take this opportunity to repay his karma through the hands of the Heavenly Dao monster, or let the dissipation of spiritual energy be the manifestation of his actions, and watch from the sidelines.

Those who cause chaos in the Three Realms shall die!

The primordial Heavenly Court reappears, and the Heavenly Emperor, in his weakened state, leads the gods to suppress the monsters of the Heavenly Dao.

Completely opposite, yet so perfectly natural.

It shouldn't be like this; it should be like this.

The room was filled with the dust of time, the window wood was rotten, and when the wind blew, the dark and filthy floor shimmered like water as it was washed over.

The past is repeating itself.

Or perhaps it's just another instance of exploitation?

Inside the Demon Emperor's Palace, a slender, jade-like hand with skin as smooth as jade emerged from behind the curtain and pointed.

A clear light flashed, and colorful lights flew everywhere. The merits of Xuanhuang intertwined and gathered into a tower, which pressed down on the head of the Heavenly Dao monster across layers of time and space.

Has the hatred disappeared?

No, on the contrary, the hatred surged like never before.

The creatures below the other shore are like fleeting dreams, and the once mighty God of Heaven has also become a thing of the past, buried in the primordial wilderness.

She endured for countless ages, waited for countless ages, watching the Demon Buddha live freely and unrestrained, watching Him re-attain the other shore, sealed away on Mount Ling to lie dormant, waiting for the day He would make a comeback.

There was just a slight fear.
I'm afraid there might be a sliver of reality in this seemingly illusory dream.

What if?
The chaotic torrents of destruction swept through, and perhaps, within the dark sludge of the Nine Netherworlds, a wisp of light, undistorted by reincarnation, still remained.

After all, He is so dazzling now.

Beautiful, sparkling eyes gaze across time and space at the capital of the Great Zhou Dynasty.

The phantom of the Five Virtues Phoenix, formed from flames, revealed a complex expression as it silently gazed at the figure.

"Phoenix—!!!"

The Demon Buddha roared from within the seal, seemingly bewildered, confused, and worried: "Are you still alive?! Are you...?"
Don't you hate 'me'?!

Almost gritting his teeth.

He had another guess about why he failed: what if Feng Xi had not died completely, what if Su Meng had received Feng Xi's help and launched an attack together with the demon race and the demon emperor at the most critical moment.

There is no evidence, but it is a possibility.
Even so, why are you stopping the monster of the Heavenly Dao?!
Even if it is speculated that Su Meng already knows about this card, it is still a puppet of the other shore level, one of the biggest trump cards that he has kept hidden for so many years.

In order to seize the opportunity to start over, he did not hesitate to undergo painful treatment. First, he released the Supreme True Buddha and sent the remains of the Merit Buddha to the Golden Emperor. Then, he decisively abandoned the control of the Heavenly Dao Monster, hoping that the crazy Donghuang Taiyi could exert the destructive power of the other shore at the current time point!
Whether or not they could kill Su Meng was another matter; their only goal was to stir up trouble and subtly steer 'Haotian' toward their side, allowing them to devise a new plan.
The Demon Buddha not only clenched his fist, but also saw the figure of the 'Haotian Emperor' reflected in front of him. The other party used his precious robes and the Haotian Mirror to recreate the magnificent scene of the ancient Heavenly Court.

At that moment, a series of past events flashed through my mind as if I were a mortal who had passed away.

He was indeed so bold and majestic back then, intolerant of any imperfection or evil that would bring disaster to the world. He had seen the lingering shadow of the ancient overlord and also saw his past personality in Su Meng. But to reappear in the real world as the 'God of the Jade Emperor' was something he had never even imagined.

If the Heavenly Emperor hadn't been bound to the destruction of the era, and if the Daoist hadn't transcended, and the Three Pure Ones hadn't been so eager to reopen the era, leaving themselves little time to prepare and even destroying many of their plans, would things have come to this?!

One lifetime, one path to enlightenment.

Today, everything is inevitable.

But Feng Xi, why did you help him?!
That's me! You should hate me!
You believe he is the true God of Heaven, right?
The Demon Buddha's eyes burned with madness, and it was impossible to tell what kind of emotion it was.

He also gazed at the Great Zhou, looking at the familiar eyes in the phantom of the Five Virtues Phoenix, and then at the Jade Emperor who led his former followers to fight the monster of the Heavenly Dao, who denounced the Three Pure Ones, regarded Amitabha Buddha as worthless, and immediately severed the three corpses of Bodhi Buddha.

Did I make the wrong choice back then?
The Demon Buddha was startled, then broke free from the scene that was a mixture of déjà vu and memory.

"Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha!"

He laughed even more wildly, even more hysterically: "Su Meng!!! This is your scheme!"

"His destiny is ephemeral, as if it doesn't exist, and should absolutely not exist within the normal course of events at this point in time. Yet He is the true God of Heaven, and you predicted that I would be drawn to Him."

Is it the true Haotian who was created by separating and cutting away the Haotian imprint and the experiences of Ananda and the Demon Buddha after absorbing himself?
Or is it another Haotian brought in from outside the void to inherit the past of Haotian God?
The reincarnators of the main god space captured by the Six Paths of Reincarnation involve outer worlds in the void, and myths and legends speak of a shared origin, a self that is not truly mine.
Since the choice has already been made, why not sever all ties with the past? You are exploiting my past as the Jade Emperor, so why can't I also abandon my past and take advantage of this opportunity?

The Three Pure Ones have already transcended; only by keeping up with their pace will they be qualified to continue their revenge.
The madness in the eyes of the Demon Buddha remained undiminished, but deep within his heart, a variety of thoughts arose.

I don't believe that as the Jade Emperor, you are truly willing to not seek the Dao and remain the supreme ruler for life. Even if you seem high-spirited now, you will ultimately not escape the vortex of the final tribulation and will surely be plotted against!
Life is unpredictable; even if you show an attitude of not striving for enlightenment, no one will believe you!

Even the most resolute Su Meng went through great lengths to reduce the amount of space, didn't he?

"hehe."

Without attaining enlightenment, one cannot transcend suffering.

There is no other way.

Crimson flames condensed, transforming into the shape of a phoenix. Heaven and earth burned, laws and principles melted away, incinerating all things and completely isolating the monster of the Heavenly Dao.

"Haotian!!!" The shredded flesh of the Heavenly Dao monster fell to the ground and began to grow back, as if it were about to split into countless individuals.

But the flames erupting from the Demon Saint Spear showed no signs of abating, perpetually burning through the very life of the Heavenly Dao Monster.

Su Lin did not stop his attack. His Heavenly River Battle Armor and Haotian Mirror reappeared, resembling the fallen troops, as if a powerful being from the other side was constantly retracing history in the river of time.

He charged towards the Supreme True Buddha, stormed into the Void Homeland, and sought the Pure Land of Buddha on Earth. However, this time, he did not choose to attack the demon race when passing by.

It wasn't until the Jade Emperor led his people to divide the battlefield that the terrified demon race calmed down, and the little fox Qingqiu's innocent expression returned.

She looked up blankly at the demon saint's spear that had turned against them, and couldn't help but wonder: 'What exactly are we here for?'

Not only the little fox, but even the other demon gods and demon kings were completely bewildered. The Human Emperor Banner in Gao Lan's hand was constantly emitting black smoke. His methods and techniques were so ruthless that even demons like the Blood Demon, Soul Demon, and Corpse Demon couldn't stand it.

With so many souls of immortals, demons, gods, and Buddhas being manipulated, the demons present today should not only fail to attack the human race, but also hope they don't end up helping Gao Lan cultivate.

In comparison, Qi Zhengyan, who possesses the Demon Emperor's Claw, seems like a greenhorn in the demonic path.

They came with great force, intending to kill Su Meng, the reincarnation of Ananda. Now, the Jade Emperor has returned, and Su Meng is about to prove his legend. Fortunately, the Demon Saint Spear was stimulated and revived ahead of time, and it seems to have awakened some of the Demon Saint's remaining will.

This gave the demon race a slight sense of security, but the Demon Saint Spear went to help the Jade Emperor.
So many years have passed, haven't you been fooled by men enough yet?
It is somewhat disrespectful for a successor of the Demon Saint to have such thoughts, but fortunately the Demon Saint has already fallen.

Well.
The little fox felt as if she were having an illusion; the phoenix phantom entangled with the monster of the Heavenly Dao seemed to have glanced at her.

At this moment, within the Demon Emperor's Palace, which was in a semi-sealed state, a beam of light shot out and entered the minds of the demon race, who were still in the Great Zhou Dynasty.

—'If Su Meng succeeds in attaining enlightenment, we will spare no effort to bring him back to the demon race and arrange a marriage between him and the successor of the Demon Saint.'

Oh, so they've come to kidnap the bride.

The little fox, resembling an ethereal spirit, was initially overjoyed that His Majesty the Demon Emperor had reappeared in the mortal world since ancient times, but then slowly froze in place: "Me?"

The demons suddenly realized their situation and seemed to have found a place for themselves.

Then I'd better go and join the Ganluo sect.

The demon race defected, and the situation instantly reversed. The Heavenly Emperor, who had just seemed to be in a disadvantageous position, was now invincible. All the incarnations of the Three Pure Ones went to suppress the Supreme True Buddha.

Furthermore, the battle spirits driven by Gao Lan seem poised to seize this opportunity to completely destroy Buddhism and the religion.

Maitreya, deep within the Pure Land, suffered greatly. Even though he paid a price to escape during the destruction of the Primordial Era, Haotian still possesses profound resources and can use divine weapons to perform methods similar to those of the Other Shore.

The arrangements of the Buddhist kingdom on earth were repeatedly destroyed, not only treating the void homeland as nothing, but also clearly aiming to kill him.
Could it be that Haotian already knows I am the product of Amitabha Buddha's subtraction and emptiness?

I initially thought it was because the Black Emperor's name was not chosen well, and the word "Emperor" was taboo.

Seeing that there was no escape within the realm of reality, Maitreya smiled bitterly and said, "Your Majesty, are you really going to take this to the extreme? If you truly did not seek the Dao, why would you have come to this?"

"I said I wouldn't attain the Dao Fruit, but I didn't say you could!" Su Lin sneered.

"What does this mean?"

"It's impossible to please everyone, but it's possible to make no one happy!" Su Lin declared eloquently, his words filled with grand ambitions:

"Don't believe me? If I become the Heavenly Emperor one day, all living beings of this era will be unable to escape and will be condemned to reincarnation!"

Did Haotian get his brain slammed in a door when he was resurrected?!

To make such a vow using the grand principles of Buddhism is no different from someone who has gone mad and tells all those who have returned and those who have not yet returned that they will fight ten!

Ananda, sealed within Mount Ling, was also momentarily stunned, unable to think, yet seemingly inspired: 'If I had never intended to transcend in the beginning, and had pretended until the end, could I have dragged the Three Pure Ones down with me, to sink into oblivion together?'

He suddenly felt that the probability of success for this method was very high.

While one cannot guarantee one's own liberation, one can secretly make arrangements to launch an attack at a crucial moment, ensuring that the others on the other side are also unable to transcend, and causing everyone to perish with the era when the final calamity arrives.

But there's a problem.
Is it necessarily a bad thing if it's not for transcendence?!
Even after He had harmed His own soul, He couldn't have come up with such a self-destructive idea.

This guy is an idiot.
Seeing that the Jade Emperor seemed to be serious, Maitreya's chubby smiling face became even more bitter, as if he hadn't expected the other party to be truly insane.

Just as he was about to leave the real world to avoid this mad emperor, Maitreya suddenly felt his true nature's spiritual light plummeting straight down from an infinite height, his golden body as if shackled, and his true spirit as if frozen.

To everyone's surprise, the Supreme True Buddha, who was originally devouring the strange and formless Dharma body, was now surrounded by a bunch of writhing golden swastikas, opening its hideous maw towards him in a posture of mutual devouring.

The remains of my past life, which I had severed from cause and effect and actively discarded, actually opened their eyes in the mouth of the Supreme True Buddha. A reversed swastika appeared in their eyes, and they looked at me in this life.

A strange connection emerges, seemingly drawing the present-day Maitreya into it.

"I'm stacking buffs with the Supreme Buddha, what are you waiting for?"

I wanted to leave the real world, but you guys caused trouble by using the Nine Netherworlds to trap me under the Jade Emperor.

Therefore, Su Lin was serious about killing off all the products of the other side's subtraction and emptiness.

The Supreme True Buddha also indicated that he could eat Maitreya first, then Amitabha Buddha and Bodhi Buddha, and finally you.

'It's over!' This was the only thought that crossed Maitreya's mind.

Ding!
In despair, a melodious zither tune drifted out, as if an ancient zither, elusive in the void, was present.

The dark imperial robe covering his entire body and his tall, majestic physique exuded a chilling silence of death and a warm, vibrant vitality.
Emperor Fu?!
(End of this chapter)