The beginning of the game "The King of Heroes"

Chapter 715 The First Signs of Calamity, the Descendant of the Demon Buddha?
"No matter how powerful your demonic might is, as long as you haven't advanced to the Outer Realm, cutting off your head will only lead to death."

Qin Tian and Duoercha passed each other, and a pillar of blood shot into the sky, staining the ancient and solemn temple red.

The battlefield was silent.

The renowned Dorcha died just like that.

Dorcha's neck was severed in half, leaving only a thin sliver of flesh connecting his head, resulting in his decapitation.

Everyone watched this scene. In their minds, even the most powerful martial artist is still human and has weaknesses. The leader of the Six Yang Sect was undoubtedly the most important one among them.

"Is he...dead?"

Someone asked expectantly, as everyone stared at the center of the battlefield, hoping to get the answer they desired.

Duoercha, who ravaged the Central Plains and became a nightmare for the martial arts world, died at Shaolin Temple.

However, a strange and rough voice broke the deadlock.

"I haven't lost yet!" Dorcha dropped the one-legged bronze figure, clutching her neck with both hands. Despite having her arteries and throat severed by Qin Tian, ​​she spoke in a bizarre way.

"The great **** will always protect me!" Dorcha exclaimed, and a strange and oppressive aura rose up.

"Boom!"

"Come with me!" Dorcha roared, and terrifying lightning overflowed from his nine orifices, mysterious and complex, flowing with a strange and filthy power.

“****!” A strange voice, with words that were difficult to understand, came from Dorcha’s mouth.

The next moment, a dark demonic light emanated from Dorcha's body, eerie, evil, corrupt, and bloodthirsty, making people feel an unimaginable hatred just by looking at it.

I hate the heavens, I hate the earth that sustains all things, I hate human pleasure, I hate that there is no one else but myself.

Qin Tian frowned: "It's that forbidden sound I can't understand again, but I can be pretty sure it's four characters."

"And this blatant demonic will."

"A demon with four words?"

"Supreme Demon Lord? Seven Kill Daoist? That shouldn't be the case!" Qin Tian frowned. Ever since the Lord of the Nine Netherworld Demons died in the battle with the Dao Venerable, the demonic forces have weakened significantly and have basically become pawns and tools of the various otherworld beings.

Take it out when it's useful, and throw it away when it's no longer needed.

After countless ages, a demon lord finally appeared, but he was tricked by Ananda. He rushed to the Heavenly Court as soon as he attained enlightenment, and was eventually suppressed and killed by the Heavenly Emperor, becoming a record of his deeds under the Heavenly Dao.

"Their cultivation level shouldn't be able to affect the past," Qin Tian said, quite suspiciously.

Before the new era and the old era, there stood a Primordial Celestial Venerable in the realm of the oldest beings.

That supreme being, wielding the Thunder Blade and Ancient Banner, was ready at any moment to strike those who were going against the current to the other side.

Even if those demons combined their power, it wouldn't be enough for Meng Qi to cut them down with a single blow.

"Could it be that a supreme demon from the other shore has risen in the new era?!"

The new era is extraordinary, a completely new world inspired by the transcendent power of the Three Pure Ones.

Created by Yuanshi Tianzun Mengqi, it is a new beginning, a completely new world.

Therefore, each of the beings on the other side at this moment is an ancient being, whose strength is so great that they would rank among the top in the world of Shrouding the Heavens, equivalent to the supreme immortal emperors standing at the end of the imperial path.

"It's not impossible!" Qin Tian's worry grew stronger.

The guy that Yuanshi Tianzun called a calamity is definitely not to be underestimated. At the very least, his strength must far exceed his own. He must do his best and truly ascend to the rank of Immortal Emperor to have any chance of pacifying him.

"This fluctuation, this power!"

"Is this the legendary demon?!" Abbot Xinji sensed this power, which was completely opposite to the Buddha's light.

Suddenly it dawned on me: this was the "demon" recorded in ancient texts.

Although constrained by the nature of the world, some world origins have collapsed and are not sufficient to support their evolution of multiple origins.

But the legends of the other shore, under the influence of that supreme power, were imprinted throughout the myriad realms, flowing continuously alongside ancient texts.

Now, upon seeing Dorcha at this moment...

This almost divine old monk immediately realized that this was the demon!

An enemy of Buddha!

"In this degenerate age, demons have descended upon the world. This is the time for this old monk to sacrifice himself."

Abbot Xinji knew that this was the greatest enemy of the Buddha, and also the enemy of all sentient beings.

Therefore, he decisively burned everything, unleashing a self-sacrificing attack, not giving Dorcha a chance to transform into a demon, and determined to kill him completely.

"All conditioned phenomena are like dreams, illusions, bubbles, and shadows; like dew and lightning, they should be viewed in this way."

At this moment, the Buddhist chanting sounded again, not loudly, echoing all around. Xinji raised his right hand, making a gesture of holding a flower.

Behind him, the glazed pagoda shone brightly, beams of Buddhist light emanating from it, and ethereal chants of Zen hymns drifted through the air. The intertwining rays of light created wondrous phenomena.

Arhats and Vajras, along with Bodhisattvas and Buddhas, stood on either side, emitting solemn yet ethereal Zen chants, making Shaolin Temple seem like the Great Thunderclap Temple.

Abbot Xinji, with his solemn and dignified appearance like an Arhat descending to earth, said in a deep voice: "The demon has come to the world and is causing harm to all living beings. Now is the time for us to eliminate the demon."

As each relic burned, the Buddha's light became increasingly pure, shining like the sun in all directions.

"Hmph, so what if you sacrifice yourself? You still can't stop me!"

"Today is destined to taint the heavens with demonic power!" Dorcha scoffed, having already risked his life to become a demon, drawing upon the supreme and sacred power he believed in.

Dorcha didn't believe anyone could stop him at this moment.

"The Buddha's teachings are boundless!" Abbot Xinji chanted the Buddha's name: "Amitabha!"

Then, his figure gradually dissipated, merging into the dazzling Buddhist light and vanishing into the world.

All the gods and Buddhas in the sky disappeared, leaving only the purest Buddha light, peaceful and sacred. The selfless strike transformed into a vast Buddha light Vajra Palm, striking down into that ball of demonic light.

The Buddha's light and the demonic light collided, but the expected earth-shattering explosion did not occur.

The dazzling Buddha light never truly diminished the demonic light.

Instead, like pigeons returning to their nests, they merged with the demonic light, with both Buddhist and demonic light coexisting. This scene made Qin Tian's scalp tingle.

"No way, it's not over yet!" Qin Tian's feelings were complicated, a mixture of relief and frustration.

Fortunately, he had mastered his divine skills before transmigrating to this world. If he had arrived in this world on his first transmigration, he would definitely have been tormented to death.

What's frustrating is that even with his superb skills, he still couldn't escape being toyed with in this world.

Plot?

Screw this show! Aside from the title, what the hell does it have to do with the plot?

First, the tea mutated, drawing upon the power of the gods from the upper realm, making its combat strength significantly exceed the standard.

Then, after finally defeating Duoercha, another unexpected event occurred... Qin Tian couldn't help but curse, "Go to hell, Meng Qi!"

"Ah, why are you scolding me?" Meng Qi looked at Qin Tian with a pitiful expression, feeling wronged.

"I wasn't talking about you!" Qin Tian rolled his eyes in annoyance.

"Oh!" Meng Qi was puzzled, but he was very obedient to this older brother who was a transmigrator.

He showed extraordinary enthusiasm, regarding him as a powerful figure, and Meng Qi deeply suspected that this big shot was a legendary being at the level of breaking through the void.

He broke through the lower realms time and time again, eventually arriving in this world. He was not on the same level as those lucky guys like him.

The demonic lightning descended from the sky and engulfed Duoercha; Qin Tian himself rarely saw such a profound demonic nature.

When the demonic light dissipated, Duoercha had turned into a skeleton. Her once tall and mighty body now looked as if it had been baptized by the Finger of No Life, losing all its nourishment.

A completely new figure slowly rose, and demonic light entered this new body from within Dorcha's body. A strange and evil aura rose from Abbot Xinji's body.

Upon seeing this familiar yet unfamiliar figure, everyone couldn't help but gasp in surprise.

"How can it be!"

"You must be joking!" Meng Qi's eyes widened as well.

He was none other than Abbot Xinji, who had already sacrificed himself.

He had recovered from all the injuries he had suffered earlier, and had even become young again, transforming into a handsome and strange little monk who, at first glance, bore a striking resemblance to Meng Qi.

"As expected, it has absolutely nothing to do with the so-called plot." Upon seeing this, Qin Tian couldn't help but complain.

The kind-hearted Shaolin abbot was nowhere to be seen; in his place stood a peerless demon with overwhelming murderous intent.

"Is this what it feels like to be possessed by a demon?"

"This is absolutely fantastic!" came the voice of Abbot Xinji from the eerie monk.

"Who are you?!" Meng Qi exclaimed in terror.

"I am Duoercha!"

"It's also a feeling of loneliness!"

He solemnly declared: "I am the demon within!"

"Well, this will take some more effort!" Qin Tian exhaled a breath of stale air, feeling as if his wrists were about to smoke from chopping.

Kill one and another one comes!
It's never going to end!
"Amitabha!" The inner demon clasped his hands together, and a strange and evil aura spread out, sweeping across all directions.

All the beings shrouded in demonic energy inevitably felt a surge of killing intent, their eyes flashing with a bloodthirsty light. They turned their blades on their own kind, slaughtering each other. "Retreat!" Qin Tian hurriedly shouted, using his lion's roar to awaken the crowd trapped in the demonic aura.

Abbot Xinji was originally a being with nine orifices, and now he had gained the full power of Duoercha, which was further amplified tenfold by his demonic possession.

Half-step exterior photography is just a basic operation.

If it weren't for the fact that he hadn't witnessed the Heavenly Tribulation, Qin Tian would have believed him if he had directly entered the Outer Realm.

The inner demon picked up Dorcha's one-legged bronze figure and swung it forward with a whirlwind. In an instant, dark clouds gathered, accompanied by lightning and thunder, and raindrops fell. With every move, it already showed signs of surpassing the half-step outer realm.

"Is this possession or fusion?"

"Interesting!" Qin Tian flexed his wrists.

Although the plot was completely upside down, it ignited Qin Tian's fighting spirit.

"This damn fate can't do anything to me, the Heavenly Emperor who has risen above the heavens!"

"Don't even mention half a scene on location, so what if it's a real location scene?"

"I'll kill them all without hesitation!" Qin Tian drew his blade, which transformed into a sword.

He comprehended the true meaning of Jiang Zhiwei's swordsmanship and unleashed a dazzling sword light, as if from the heavens, appearing and disappearing without a trace, its beauty beyond description.

"This is... Sword of No Self!" Jiang Zhiwei exclaimed in disbelief.

“No, it’s very similar, but it’s not the true ‘Sword Without Self’. It’s a different kind of swordsmanship, a completely new flower that has grown from the nourishment of ‘Sword Without Self’,” Jiang Zhiwei quickly concluded.

Her face flushed as she watched this scene; for her, who loved nothing more than a three-foot sword, this was the most beautiful sight in the world.

"I'll send you on your way!" Qin Tian roared, deciding to use all his strength.

"Fire Dance Whirlwind Sword Technique!" Qin Tian used his saber to execute the sword technique.

Suddenly, a windless storm arose in the sky, and Qin Tian stood alone in mid-air. His crimson sword energy transformed into a whirlwind, which he controlled. Crimson vitality rose in all directions and in the spiritual world.

The crimson storm attracted vital energy from all directions, causing the surrounding air currents to collapse and further enhancing the power of the sword technique.

The majestic Mahavira Hall was destroyed by the whirlwind in an instant, and the tiles and wood collapsed under the influence of the sword energy.

"May Heaven and Earth live as long as Heaven and Earth!" Qin Tian shouted.

In an instant, the whole world was in turmoil, and the winds and clouds converged into one, transforming into the immeasurable power of Maha, bursting forth with a power beyond enlightenment.

"Wow, Coach, I want to learn this!" Meng Qi couldn't contain himself when he saw this scene.

This fellow villager is just too handsome!
I can even get my hands on the Fire Dance Whirlwind Sword Technique!
Could he really be a master of the infinite flow genre?

Meng Qi wished he could travel back in time and beat up his past self who was about to give up swordsmanship.

Even a dog doesn't practice swordsmanship... he practices swordsmanship!
“Although it uses a knife, this is an incredibly exquisite sword technique, not much inferior to my Sword of No Self,” Jiang Zhiwei said, her eyes equally fervent.

"Swordsmanship, yes, it is indeed swordsmanship!" Upon hearing this, Meng Qi's eyes shone even brighter.

"That's even better!"

Isn't this even better!

His dream of becoming a chivalrous hero in flowing white robes originated from that young hero, Rainbow Cat!
If he were to learn this sword technique, wouldn't his dream come true?

The thought of being called Young Hero Meng Qi by people in the martial arts world made him feel incredibly happy.

The Fiery Whirlwind possessed boundless power. Just the first time it was unleashed, it made that inner demon feel threatened to its death, and it did not hesitate to use its full strength.

"All phenomena are non-phenomena, all sentient beings are non-sentient beings." Xinjiduoercha chanted a Buddhist hymn, and one after another illusory demonic Buddha appeared. Although their faces were solemn, they exuded a demonic nature. The chanting of the scriptures overwhelmed the storm and the whirlwind of fire, forming a demonic land.

Before the final collision, Qin Tian warned everyone to stay away from this area: "I remember there's a passage on the back mountain, you guys should move quickly!"

As the fight progressed, the boss entered its second phase. Who knows what will happen next! The world of this story has changed drastically.

He could no longer approach this instance with the same mindset he used when traveling.

"Alright, let's go!" Qi Zhengyan knew that these people had lost their fighting ability at this moment, and if they continued to stay here, they would only become a burden.

"Now that everyone's gone!" After watching his companions leave, Qin Tian's eyes sharpened, seemingly radiating sword energy, and he said loudly, "Then all that's left is to send you on your way!"

"Fire Dance Whirlwind Final Form!" Qin Tian pushed his power to its limit, reaching the tenth level.

"boom!"

The crimson sword energy surged with Qin Tian's will, causing a sudden upheaval in the universe, with wind and thunder raging in his spiritual world, transforming into a torrent.

Every flower, every blade of grass, every leaf, and every tree in the Shaolin Temple trembled under this power and turned to dust in the sword energy.

Qin Tian rose with the wind, soaring straight up to the sky, hanging high above like a bright and blazing sun, practicing the Fire Dance Whirlwind Sword Technique, pushing this divine skill to its limit.

"May Heaven and Earth live as long as we live!" Qin Tian roared, his voice shaking the entire Shaolin Mountain.

"Boom!"

Qin Tian fell like a meteor, crashing in front of Shaolin Temple, followed by a terrifying explosion that sent a mushroom cloud into the temple.

The violent shockwave knocked down the fleeing martial arts practitioners, and the group was buried under rocks and sand.

I don't know how much time passed, but everything was calm and peaceful, and the inner demons crawled out from the ruins.

"Cough cough!"

"I'm not dead yet!" he shouted excitedly.

Standing with his sword in hand, Qin Tian said softly, "But I'm about to die!"

"Aren't you going to make a move?" Qin Tian said to the empty space beside him.

The next moment, a stunningly beautiful woman in a flowing white dress descended. Her demeanor was elegant and ethereal, and a compassionate voice seemed to emanate from her.

"The mortal world is like a prison, all beings suffer, the cycle of reincarnation never ends, and worries never cease. Pity us mortals, a god descends from heaven, the eternal mother, the true home of emptiness!"

The air around the inner demon collapsed, forming a vortex that drew him toward Gu Xiaosang, like a wanderer returning home.

Gu Xiaosang struck the inner demon's forehead with the Finger of No Life. The body beneath its head suddenly swelled, then rapidly contracted, its skin dried up, its muscles collapsed, and streaks of blood light condensed, gathering at its brow and turning into a drop of black demonic blood that flowed into Gu Xiaosang's index and middle fingers.

A strange look appeared on Gu Xiaosang's jade-like face. The Lifeless Finger, evolved from the Limitless Seal, could completely dissolve even demonic energy.

Gu Xiaosang's voice was as melodious as a nightingale's, light and ethereal: "Oh dear, it seems I'm the ultimate victor!"

"Xiao Zi!" Meng Qi blurted out upon seeing Gu Xiaosang appear.

"Xiao Zi? Don't mention that idiot." The girl's beautiful eyes flickered, and she said with a half-smile, "I am Gu Xiaosang."

"If I hadn't stepped forward just now, I really wouldn't have dared to kill a demon who was almost at the Outer Realm level with my Enlightenment Realm cultivation. If the Six Doors knew about my combat power, I'm afraid my chances of getting a spot would drop by one."

"But now, having first slain Duoercha and then Xinjimo, how much strength do you have left?" Gu Xiaosang tilted her head, looking at Qin Tian with great interest.

Although he is strong in combat, he must also adhere to a basic principle.

Internal energy has a constant value. Qin Tian has used the Fire Dance Whirlwind to manipulate the power of heaven and earth and evolve the Maha Boundless. Although the power is ridiculously great, the consumption is also great.

The internal energy he had just gained from the breakthrough was almost gone.

Gu Xiaosang continued, "However, compared to eliminating you, sir, I would rather kill the master!"

Meng Qi felt a chill run down his spine, thinking to himself how unlucky he was. He had just crawled out of the ground, and now this had happened.

I should have stayed in the soil a little longer.

"Why did you kill me?!"

"Because Xiao Zi likes you!"

The question-and-answer session left Meng Qi feeling extremely frustrated.

Why does all the bad luck seem to befall him lately?
"What should we do, boss!" Meng Qi had no choice but to ask Qin Tian.

Qin Tian bluntly stated, "The only solution now is to hold on tight!"

"Hey!" Meng Qi looked at Qin Tian, ​​who was carrying Zhang Yuanshan and Qi Zhengyan, and running towards the back mountain of Shaolin Temple with disbelief.

He was clearly a figure like an emperor who could cover the sky, but he was just a grasshopper on the grasslands, and he only wanted to fight anyone he met.

Why are you running away in the blink of an eye?

Qin Tian responded that he was stubborn, but not stupid.

Qin Tian prided himself on being a steady and cautious person.

If someone is capable of fighting, or has a chance of winning, he won't hesitate, he'll just pick up a brick and get to work!
But when it comes to those opponents he simply can't defeat, he performs with remarkable composure and complete ease.

Gu Xiaosang in front of me is the kind of person I can't beat no matter what.

Like Meng Qi, she is a minor figure, a reflection in the long river of time.

If I really hit Gu Xiaosang...

Who knows if a woman's vengeful nature might make her take a big dump and turn into Him on the spot!

"Wait for me!" Meng Qi quickly picked up Jiang Zhiwei and followed Qin Tian.

This scene caught Gu Xiaosang's eye, and a slight ripple appeared in her originally smiling eyes. She whispered:
"Master!"

"That's quite a fancy move!"

(End of this chapter)