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Chapter 1008 First Merit of the Wheel of Fire Seal

"The mind is like a wheel turning, like a carriage traveling, pervading spring and autumn, day and night, and the three realms and the great universe."

Jiang Nie was conducting the seal-granting ceremony. He clasped his hands together like wheels and tapped them on Zhu Ruoxuan's forehead.

In an instant, the changes produced by the visual distortion became unmistakable.

Their silhouettes seemed to be swallowed by a giant whirlpool, turning like a huge wheel.

In an instant, the charm of spring, summer, autumn and winter, the changing of the seasons, and the fleeting time arises, which is a supreme artistic conception.

Based solely on the signs before the game even began, Zhou You judged that he had an 80% or higher chance of winning.

Inspired by this atmosphere, Zhu Ruoxuan raised her hands and joined them together, changing her posture in accordance with Jiang Nie's gestures.

Hmm, such a solemn occasion, coupled with the aura of the secret seal that clearly indicates it's not an ordinary item...

Zhou You suddenly realized that the requirement to join the Buddhist sect in order to receive the seal was not unreasonable.

"Northern Heavenly King, this seal... could it be called the Wheel Seal?"

Zhu Ruoxuan might actually turn misfortune into blessing, and after enduring the torment of the demonic soldiers, experience a double surge in both strength and realm.

"Ahem, no, it's the Wheel of Fire Seal."

Jiang Nie earnestly corrected him, saying that the ceremony of bestowing the seal was more like a photocopying process. He took the lead, and Zhu Ruoxuan followed suit.

He watched as Zhu Ruoxuan, under his tutelage, used her own essence and blood, along with her powerful golden body, to form the 'Wheel Fire Seal'.

That sense of endless vitality and the changing seasons, empowered by Jiang Nie, shattered the hidden tricks left behind by the Demon Lord with the force of a newborn.

Ah!
A scream rang out, and thin, bloody threads emerged from Zhu Ruoxuan's pores, writhing and shrinking back like worms.

However, the power of the Wheel Fire Seal is extraordinary, directly expelling all the fine filaments from the body.

The blood-stained threads rolled and coalesced on the ground, instantly transforming back into that soft, gold-threaded pouch.

Zhou You immediately recognized it as a demonic weapon; its features and details matched those of the legendary Demon-Slaying Helmet, so it seemed there was no doubt about it.

That's right, this Demon Lord, skilled in intrigue and deception, has extended his claws in front of him; he has no choice but to slay him.

"You...you really have...skills..."

Zhu Ruoxuan uttered a few words intermittently, and suddenly blood flowed from his mouth and nose.

For a moment, it was as if her memory had stopped. When Zhu Ruoxuan's breathing returned to normal, she had already broken free from the control of the Demon-Slaying Pouch.

"Thank you, Lord!"

Zhu Ruoxuan first expressed his sincere gratitude to Zhou You.

Jiang Nie's expression darkened. The personal affiliation of aristocratic families was too powerful. Even recruiting people into the Shishen Sect could not diminish their influence. It seemed that our sect had a long way to go.

However, by doing this, he could curry favor with Zhou You and recruit his confidants as fellow believers, reaping far greater rewards than expected.

"The Northern Heavenly King has shown great righteousness; I will remember this favor!"

Zhou You bowed to Jiang Nie in thanks.

On the other hand, the Heart Demon Ring activated its demonic thoughts, connecting with the vast network of demonic thoughts in the Demon Soldier Village.

In the darkness, the disheveled appearance of the Demon Slayer was seen by many Demon Soldiers.

His hair was disheveled, his appearance was wretched, and he was screaming in agony.

A gigantic wheel, half fire and half ice, clung to him like a leech, pinning him in the void, leaving him no way to escape no matter how hard he struggled.

Flames burrowed in and out of his body, scorching his internal organs and bone marrow, and his brain was almost boiling.

The other half, from the inside out, is constantly freezing and cracking.

"The methods of the Shakyamuni Cult are extremely effective against my demonic soldiers!"

Whispers came from all directions.

Thousands of threads weaved through the void, splitting and slicing the flames on the wheels, pulverizing them. Some even clumps of threads intertwined to form soft pouches, devouring the flames bit by bit, but the wheels spun faster and faster, the wind and fire clashing, ignoring the demonic pouches' counterattacks.

The Demon Slayer was in a terrible state, and a group of demon lords were gloating over his misfortune.

"Alas, the Demon Slayer has quietly advanced to the Grandmaster level, but I didn't expect him to be exposed this time."

"The one who attacked him was Jiang Nie, the Northern Heavenly King of the Buddhist sect. The Heavenly King Subduing Demons was originally thought to be just a legend, but now it seems..."

The Demon King's cloak shone brightly as the Wheel of Fire imprinted itself, and he overheard the demon lords discussing amongst themselves. He was furious. "Don't think you can stay out of this! There are five Heavenly Kings!"

"I am suffering misfortune today, but I cannot guarantee that it will not befall you in the future."

From a certain direction came Blood Demon Thorn's leisurely voice, "Impossible, I'm not as unlucky as you."
"If you hadn't tried to scheme against Zhou Daqian and offended the biggest gangster in the area, how could you have suffered this misfortune?"

The Heart Demon Ring spoke again, "Everyone, once this matter is settled, Li Huozhou will surely be on high alert, and those who want to hide their tracks will likely face difficulties."

These words came from Zhou You, with the aim of stirring up trouble and making the Demon Soldiers dissatisfied with the Demon Slayer.

The cunning and treacherous Demon was already notorious, and even his own kind were wary of him, fearing that they would be tricked by him.

Now, waves of hostility were directed at Kabuto.

"Fine, it's all my fault!"

The demon snarled, "I'm not serving you anymore!"

No sooner had he finished speaking than he unleashed his ultimate skill: his skin suddenly wrinkled, and with a tearing sound, the flesh separated from the skin, peeling off the complete human skin as if taking off clothes.

Such a tragic scene unfolded, and the demon, enduring excruciating pain, cried out, "Born with a stinking skin, in desperation I'll become a substitute for my life!"

As the human skin burned in the flames, it transformed into a narrow-mouthed leather pouch, which decisively swallowed the burning wheel.

Having gained a chance to catch his breath, the Demon Lord turned around and disappeared into the void, his whereabouts unknown even to the other Demon Lords.

The moment his figure disappeared, the human skin bag exploded, the burning wheels vibrated twice, and then disbanded!
This Samsara Seal seemed to possess sentience, dissipating on its own the moment it lost track of the enemy.

Beijing...

Inside a separate space, niches are piled up like mountains, with incense smoke turning into swirling clouds.

This is a sacred site of Buddhism, the most mysterious of the five temples, and one that rarely appears in the public eye.

Its name is... Heavenly Palace.

The Heavenly Palace contains countless niches, each dedicated to a deity.

According to the doctrine of the unity of all beings in Buddhism, there is only one ultimate true god in the world, and all other living beings are incarnations.

The thousands of shrines are dedicated to the ultimate deity.

Within this eternally unchanging, tranquil space, a subtle change suddenly occurred. Just as the Samsara Seal lost its trace of the Demon-Slaying Pouch and disintegrated on the spot.

A beam of fire shot out from one of the niches, swirling in the air for a few seconds before rising and falling in the smoke.

Its outline is clearly a raging fire, with a wheel slowly rotating in an endless sea of ​​flames.

"One seal, one god; countless secret seals, countless gods!"

"The Wheel of Fire Seal has taken the lead, refined the demon and gained spiritual power, winning the first round. The Northern Heavenly King has done a good job!"

"The Heavenly King's demon-subduing ceremony has begun and is progressing smoothly!"

With a weathered voice, a finger pointed towards the target.

The burning wheels spun around and crashed back into the niche, like swallows returning to their nests.

Strangely enough, with the high temperature and immense force of the fire wheel, the dusty and decaying niche box was no match for it and was easily smashed to pieces.

But the fire wheel sank like a stone into the sea, disappearing into the dark, unfathomable interior of the niche. A wisp of fire went out, and the surroundings returned to their previous tranquil atmosphere.

(End of this chapter)