Just then, a fragment of humanity shot towards them, emitting a pure white light. Xiao Wei stared intently at Tian Yu and said in a deep voice, "It's here!"
Indeed, it arrived. Even with Xiao Wei and Xiao Yi joining forces, they could not stop this mysterious light from piercing the seal, passing through the earth, and projecting into Zhuge Wolong's body. Then, a white light flashed on his body, and his weakened aura rapidly rose, breaking through continuously and directly propelling him to the strength of an Earth Immortal.
The birth of a chosen one is the final gift bestowed upon the destined human beings in the "Strange Tales from a Chinese Studio" world after the fall of humanity.
Zhuge Wolong, a mere scholar, directly ascended to godhood through Confucianism and Taoism.
"Not good, Xiao Wei, retreat quickly!" Xiao Yi held a golden halberd horizontally, and then a deafening voice came from behind.
"Demons and evil spirits, may Heaven and Earth punish them!"
A pure radiance condensed from the ground, transforming into a great sword, majestic and awe-inspiring, exuding a profound aura of humanity, like a king descending to rule the world.
With an incredulous look in his eyes, Xiao Yi retreated, constantly brandishing his golden halberd, unleashing countless halberd shadows in an attempt to block the mighty sword strike.
In an instant, Xiao Yi's face turned deathly pale, and a trickle of blood flowed from the corner of his mouth.
"What a strange power." The Wind and Fire Command Flag in Xiao Wei's hand vibrated continuously, and the Wind and Fire Array she had set up was activated. The wind fueled the fire, seemingly about to burn this area to ashes.
A hole appeared in the ground, and an extremely majestic figure slowly emerged from it. At this moment, Zhuge Wolong was radiating a hazy light. His figure, as imposing as a mountain, was incredibly powerful, and the power of Confucianism and Taoism spread in all directions, making it impossible for the two demons, Xiao Wei and Xiao Yi, to lift their heads.
Facing the raging fire, Zhuge Wolong opened his mouth and launched a scathing attack on Xiao Wei, who was holding the Wind and Fire Command Flag.
A sword strikes amidst a thunderclap.
The sword light was like a net, interconnected and mutually reinforcing, subtly merging into one, capable of cleaving the heavens.
Confucianism and Taoism, with their righteous spirit, have evolved into the supernatural power of sharp wit and eloquence.
It can slay tyrannical rulers above and demons below.
If one does not enter the small world within the river to cultivate the techniques and supernatural powers of the "Yang Shen" world, even a thousand-year-old fox demon like Xiao Wei would have to bow down in the face of this righteous energy and Confucian and Taoist supernatural powers, and would be naturally restrained.
But now that Xiaowei and Xiaoyi's souls have turned to Yang, they are no longer subject to suppression.
Seeing that his verbal sparring was ineffective, Zhuge Wolong snorted coldly and spat out golden light.
"seal up!"
With a single word, all laws follow! A hundred-foot-long golden light burst forth from his hand, more radiant than the rising sun, and in his palm was a golden character “封” (seal).
The earth shook, and within a hundred meters, the ground sank three inches.
Above the sky, the clouds parted, and the weather was clear and blue.
Words can be law, and a single word can lead to censorship. But this is all that can be done; after all, humanity has already fallen.
“Hate…” Zhuge Wolong looked up to the sky and wept. He was good at divination and had already gleaned some clues about the cause and effect. Some people were punishing the heavens, and some were slaying humanity. But how could he, alone, turn the tide in this crisis?
Jiang Liu was determined to obtain the "Strange Tales from a Chinese Studio" divine way, so how could he allow him to ruin his plans?
"In this world, rather than letting humans, demons, and ghosts fight each other to the point of destruction, it would be better for it to flourish in my hands. Why are you so attached to this? Although the heavens are dead, a new heaven will be established!" Jiang Liu's majestic voice boomed, reaching Zhuge Wolong's ears, and only he could hear it.
"Hahaha... He who steals a hook is punished, he who steals a country becomes a king. You have stolen an entire world, a notorious thief, deserving of death by everyone. I, Zhuge Wolong, have been granted a divine favor, and even if I am shattered to pieces, I will expose your true colors and reveal your hypocritical and ugly face to the world..."
Zhuge Wolong's face was full of anger. The spiritual energy of heaven and earth condensed in his hand into a giant writing brush. He then began to write in the void.
Judging from its content, it is Jiang Liu’s proclamation against the heavens.
"Your crimes are too numerous to count..."
Jiang Liu's divine soul stood high above the nine heavens, gradually mastering the ways of humanity. He shook his head and sighed inwardly, "Stubborn to the end, then I can only send you to reincarnation..."
In an instant, the space in front of Jiang Liu collapsed with a rumbling sound, and a faint sound of a mirror shattering rang out. Then, a giant ape, its entire body dark gold and as tall as six or seven people, and incredibly ferocious, tore through space and leaped out of the void.
This giant ape, with its dark golden color, was incredibly ferocious. Its eyes were blood red, its teeth were bared, and every pore on its body seemed to roar. It wielded a dark golden club, and every hair on its body was standing on end.
"Master, I, Old Ba, also want to stretch my muscles!"
After saying that, he transformed into a wisp of black smoke and headed towards Zhuge Wolong's direction.
Upon seeing Zhuge Wolong, the demonic ape "Ba" widened its blood-red eyes and let out a long roar. Countless bolts of lightning in the sky twisted into one, forming a giant fist that slammed towards Zhuge Wolong.
Instantaneous Divine Fist!
The ultimate technique of the ancient demon "Kong"—this punch embodies the immortality of time. When it is unleashed, it breaks through the peak of shattering the void and reaches the power of the creator of the "Yang God" world.
Zhuge Wolong raised his pen to fight, but how could he be a match for this old demon? With a single punch, the entire void was shattered. Neither Zhuge Wolong nor the manifesto he was about to inscribe in the void remained; everything vanished into nothingness.
"This is true power!" The lizard demon Xiao Yi was so shocked that he could hardly breathe, and it took him a long time to catch his breath.
With a single punch, Zhuge Wolong was killed. The demonic ape "Ba" then retracted its hand and grasped a small fragment of humanity, which Zhuge Wolong had not yet fully integrated.
"It's a pity they're fragments of humanity; I have no use for them. Abbot, I'll wait for you to slay demons! You eat the meat, I'll drink the soup!"
The demonic ape "Ba" eagerly awaited, and a black cloud emanated from his body, transforming into the illusion of a giant ape with a ferocious expression.
This black aura enveloped the heavens and earth, surrounding him. Xiao Wei and Xiao Yi, standing behind him, immediately felt as if they were sinking into a quagmire. This black aura felt extremely dense and viscous. As it flowed, its heavy aura was ten or even a hundred times heavier than mercury. At the same time, this black aura contained an extremely evil intention! It had absolutely no trace of human Taoist magic, nor did it contain any trace of humanity.
This black aura inherently contains naked tyranny, cruelty, and extreme evil. Upon seeing it, one is transported back to the primordial era, a time devoid of benevolence, morality, and propriety. For survival, fathers and sons ate each other, and even members of their own kind devoured one another.
This is the naked path of demons, the path of demons from ancient times.
Chapter 392 The Demise of Strange Tales from a Chinese Studio
Just as Jiang Liu mastered the Human Path, before he could launch an attack on the Ghost Path and the Demon Path, the two remaining Heavenly Paths in the "Strange Tales from a Chinese Studio" world sensed the crisis and began to join forces to attack Jiang Liu.
The Heavenly Dao is inherently formless and intangible, merely a will, a power of rules. To destroy the Heavenly Dao, one must first obliterate its will.
In an instant, two extremely ferocious wills crushed towards Jiang Liu. The demonic will was even more brutal and domineering than the will of the demonic ape "Ba," ruthless and merciless, displaying only naked tyranny of the victor. The ghostly will was extremely cold and sinister, contrary to all life in the mortal world.
"Unfortunately, if the Heavenly Dao had joined forces with me before I devoured the Human Dao, I really wouldn't have been able to do anything to you. But now that I've devoured the Human Dao and the Heavenly Dao is lacking, it's no longer a concern... So let's devour you all in one fell swoop! Let the world of Strange Tales from a Chinese Studio truly become my world! As the foundation for my enlightenment!"
Jiang Liu's soul held up the bronze cauldron, standing high in the heavens. He only needed to protect his own soul; as for attacking the Heavenly Dao, he could leave everything to "the one who has vanished".
As part of the Great Dao of "Journey to the West" or even the "Primordial World", the Great Dao is fifty, and the Heavenly Evolution is forty-nine. The "one that has escaped" is one-fiftieth of the Heavenly Dao, which can crush the Heavenly Dao of "Strange Tales from a Chinese Studio" in terms of level.
Now that it has devoured humanity, even if the demon and ghost paths unite, they will find it difficult to resist the devouring of "the vanished one".
But this wasn't Jiang Liu's home world, and his physical body was still in danger. This time, it wasn't a lightning tribulation, but a horde of ghosts and a demonic disturbance. Although the power displayed might not seem as spectacular or terrifying as the heavenly lightning, it was actually far more dangerous.
...
"The underworld has the power to control ghosts and can tolerate wandering spirits causing chaos in the mortal realm. Underworld soldiers and generals, obey my command, close the gates of hell tightly, and do not allow a single ghost to leave the underworld..."
Zhong Kui and Nie Xiaoqian exchanged a glance, everything understood without a word. Zhong Kui, dressed in a crimson robe, appeared beside the Azure Emperor, his hand resting on the Nanming Li Huo sword at his waist. As for Nie Xiaoqian, she sat firmly in the City of the Wrongfully Dead, holding up Mount Yin, suppressing the Underworld.
The Azure Emperor sat cross-legged on the ground, looking very dejected. The Heavenly Tribulation attack that had just struck back and nearly killed him had not only directly caused the deaths of tens of thousands of believers and depleted most of his faith power, but had also severely injured him.
Not to mention that he has not yet reached the strength of a Celestial Immortal, even a Celestial Immortal would find it difficult to escape unscathed from the might of Heaven.
"The rest is up to you, Zhong Kui. Don't be careless!" the Azure Emperor said weakly.
"Uncle-Master, leave it to me! Any ghost that dares to come will only end up in my belly!" Zhong Kui was born with the ability to eat ghosts, and after devouring many fierce ghosts, he had already reached the strength of the sixth or seventh level of Earth Immortal.
In an instant, hundreds of ghosts roamed the sky above the capital, and celestial demons danced wildly, vying to possess Jiang Liu's body, falling like moths to a flame.
Yan Chixia, who was in the capital, frowned deeply. At the moment when blood rained down from the sky, he also felt a great sense of sorrow, as if something most important to him was about to be lost.
But as he pondered this, the feeling of great sorrow gradually disappeared, eventually vanishing into nothingness, and the emotion that had been weighing on his heart automatically dissipated.
The other main and supporting characters, like Yan Chixia, could only look at each other in bewilderment, not knowing why. Not everyone could see through everything like Zhuge Liang, so naturally they couldn't know that humanity had fallen.
Upon seeing the demons dancing wildly in the sky, Yan Chixia instantly flew away on his sword and slew the demons.
Everything is going as expected.
Jiang Liu also considered the Son of Heaven and Earth who would be born when the Heavenly Dao was on the verge of death.
Meteor showers fell from the sky once more, and the Ghost Path perished. Countless fragments of the Heavenly Path surged into the Underworld, but the Yinshan Great Seal in Nie Xiaoqian's hand instantly shone brightly, illuminating the Underworld with an almost irresistible attraction. All the fragments of the Ghost Path were absorbed by it and merged into the Yinshan Great Seal.
Even if some fall into the body of ghosts, it's not a big deal.
At the edge of the underworld, a ghost suddenly gained immense power. A deep purple flame flickered in its eye sockets, and its ethereal body gradually solidified. However, it had no flesh on its body, only white bones. Moreover, the bone was crystal clear and delicate, even better than the softest ten-thousand-year-old white jade. This skeleton was almost equivalent to the bones of a human immortal among the "Yang Gods".
Then, through continuous transformation, muscles appeared, covering the skin, and forming a person. This person wore a blue robe, held a bone folding fan, and looked very young, like a scholar, with a handsome face, showing no trace of evil.
"What's wrong with Judge Lu? Why has he changed so much? Quickly report this to King Yama!"
Before Lu Pan could take shape, Nie Xiaoqian had already arrived, transforming into the Destruction King. A vertical eye between her brows had already landed on Lu Pan, and then endless lotus-shaped flames enveloped his soul imprint, intending to reduce it to nothingness.
After burning for a few breaths, Lu Pan struggled violently, roaring repeatedly: "Nie Xiaoqian, you are the Ghost King of this world, yet you aid and abet evil! You are courting your own destruction..."
"Hmph!" Nie Xiaoqian snorted coldly. Before he could finish speaking, the Yinshan Suppressor in her hand pressed down, and Lu Pan's soul gradually dimmed until it disappeared completely.
After the fall of the Ghost Path, the Demon Path naturally could not stand alone and could only suffer the same fate as the Human Path and the Ghost Path.
The demon ape "Ba" seized a large fragment of the demonic path and was extremely satisfied. Xiao Wei and Xiao Yi also gained something, and their strength increased dramatically.
Thus, the world of Liaozhai completely fell into Jiang Liu's hands. He became the ruler of this world, and his will was the will of the world; his anger shook heaven and earth. He could even summon the power of heavenly tribulation with a single thought, invoking the extremely terrifying heavenly tribulation lightning serpent.
The feeling of having the world at your fingertips is simply wonderful.
Jiang Liu's spirit entered his body, and the entire world of "Strange Tales from a Chinese Studio" was within his senses. He could even monitor every corner of the earth in real time from a "God's perspective".
Even the most remote, uninhabited primeval forests and the unfathomable depths of the ocean trenches are under his surveillance.
Moreover, every corner of this Middle Thousand Worlds can be reached with a mere thought, turning the ends of the earth into a mere foot.
In this world, he is an existence akin to "King of Gods, Heavenly Emperor, and Heavenly Dao".
A single word can make someone a god, a single thought can destroy them. Although this god's strength is still very weak, equivalent to a local deity in the "Journey to the West" world, as Jiang Liu's own strength increases, the gods he seals will inevitably become more and more powerful.
"Perhaps when I reach a sufficient level of strength, I will be able to rule the Heavenly Court, just like in the Journey to the West world!"
"The revolution is not yet complete; the Long March has only just crossed a small hill. Let's keep going!"
Jiang Liu left Qingdi to build this world, taking in some talented demons, ghosts, and humans into his inner world, and then returned to the Journey to the West.
Chapter 393 Princess Asura
Time flies like water, and before we knew it, it was already the thirteenth year of the Zhenguan era.
"Finally, it's the thirteenth year of Zhenguan, and the journey to the West is about to begin!" Jiang Liu held a bright yellow scroll in his hand. It was a secret letter written by the Tang Emperor to Jiang Liu, which detailed the recent events.
Similar to the original story, Li Shimin went to the underworld once and experienced a life-or-death ordeal, which made him even more eager for Jiang Liu's promise to him in order to achieve immortality.
The Water and Land Assembly, symbolizing the start of the Journey to the West, was recently held, gathering 1,200 eminent monks to expound various sutras at Huasheng Temple in Chang'an. Most importantly, among these 1,200 eminent monks, there had to be the great Dharma Master Chen Xuanzang.
The Buddhist pilgrimage to the West, a grand event planned by the Buddhist community for hundreds of years, naturally attracted no demons or monsters to cause trouble. Although there was only one Guanyin in Chang'an on the surface, in reality, the eyes of all the Buddhas and Arhats of Mount Ling were fixed on the Tang Dynasty capital.