Begin immortality by slaying demons.

Chapter 823 Promotion to First Rank, Jade Emperor Descends
This is an imperial aura that is enough to transcend the ordinary.

When it broke free from its restraints and swept across the four continents in a rampage and aimless manner, it was as if a transcendent and powerful being had fallen on the land of China, using its broken body to protect all people.

Even another transcendent giant was powerless to bring it back under control.

Shen Yi didn't know those delicate tasks, like laying tiles, and he used the imperial aura to completely isolate the entire Heavenly Dao. Neither sect would give him such a long time.

He could only roughly kick over the bucket of paste, sending it back to where it came from.

The transcendence of the living might be assimilated by the two religions during the long stalemate. The Human Emperor was afraid, and Shen Yi felt the same way. Especially when he stepped into the imperial city that day, the behavior of the several Great Free Bodhisattvas made him see this point clearly.

Before attaining immortality, which of these Bodhisattvas wasn't a mighty ruler who had climbed all the way up through thorns and brambles? But after learning that what they had painstakingly entrusted to the Heavenly Dao might be destroyed by them, the Bodhisattvas who had experienced eternal life even knelt on the ground for this reason.

Shen Yi pondered for many days on the dragon throne. The reason he was still able to muster the courage to confront the heavens was truly thanks to the Myriad Demon Palace for retrieving his Dao Fruit and position from the Heavenly Dao.

Only those who are immortal can be so resolute and determined to fight to the death!
When time is stretched to an endless degree, the perspective on problems changes, and all disasters become tolerable because time will eventually heal all wounds.

So calm and composed, it seemed unreal.

There were no longer any living beings in their eyes, only an empty and tedious trend of the times.

This group of people has died, but another group will die in the future.

With this thought in mind, he compromised and retreated step by step... But Shen Yi was unwilling to retreat. What he wanted to protect were the people in front of him, the familiar faces in his mind, rather than the general and broad human world.

Since the living transcendent will be assimilated by the two religions, then it's better not to have such an existence at all.

Only through the transcendence of death can one wholeheartedly protect the mortal world.

The yellow clouds, like a raging wave, engulfed the sky. They grew thicker and thicker, as if they were about to pull the entire sky down with them, until they covered the whole of China and continued to spread outwards.

People stared blankly at the changes, feeling a suffocating sense of not being able to breathe.

But soon they realized something was wrong.

They were only under pressure because they were awestruck by the celestial phenomenon, but another group of people were actually forced to their knees, their faces flushed and veins bulging. Just supporting their bodies with their arms made them sweat profusely.

Three-drug.

For cultivators, tribulation power is a divinely bestowed tonic, which can help them leap in their realm and greatly increase their strength.

However, although the essence of this imperial aura is tribulation power, it is mixed with a strong worldly aura, which they need to slowly refine. When this worldly aura accumulates to a terrifying degree, it will directly destroy their physical body and even affect their mind, turning into a bone-corroding poison!

Whether monks or immortals, they all had ferocious expressions on their faces, panting heavily, with saliva dripping from the corners of their lips. In such a disheveled state, they were far from being dignified immortals.

"..."

The refugees looked over curiously.

When a cultivator found that his aura was blocked like mud and he could not mobilize it at all, a hint of fear appeared in his eyes. But he quickly realized that something was wrong and immediately turned his head away in horror.

However, it was still a bit too late.

The suffering people are all too familiar with the emotion of despair. Even if the other party reacts quickly, they can still catch the fleeting change in expression.

The immortal master is afraid.

Is he... afraid of us?
The people's eyes gradually began to change, from harmless docility to a more probing look, and then to a slightly strange gleam.

This change is slow, but once it begins, it is very difficult to stop.

Many disciples of the two sects wished they could tear that person apart, especially after seeing an ordinary person suddenly take a timid step towards them. They immediately shouted, "Stand still, all of you!"

The mortal trembled slightly and quickly withdrew his foot.

But there was no joy in the eyes of the cultivators. They could clearly see that this group of refugees, draped in clothes, was changing into bloodthirsty beasts. And as time passed, if they could not recover their magic power, such harsh rebukes would no longer have any effect.

Just then, the yellow clouds in the sky piled up completely like a mountain.

The shrine and temple built in the high mountains and deep valleys suddenly shattered, and the clay statues inside disintegrated, leaving only half of the Buddha's head lying on the ground, its cracked eyes staring blankly into the void.

In front of the Buddhist temple, the monks were pale-faced, and their hearts sank.

Finished!

Just as they expected, the people who were devoutly worshipping all looked up in a daze, staring at the dilapidated Buddha head and falling into deep thought.

……

Divine Dynasty, Imperial City.

The officials were horrified, while Gu Li and Ye Lan stood frozen in place.

But if we're talking about whose expression changed the most dramatically, it has to be Lin Shuya, who was kneeling upright in the hall. He opened his mouth wide and stared blankly at the dragon throne.

The sound of the blood-red jade shattering beside his ears cleanly and decisively shattered all his understanding.

Shen Yi deceived the emperor and cleverly obtained imperial aura, all for his own transcendence.

All his curses were immediately drowned out by that clear, crisp voice.

Lin Shuya's mind went blank.

That's transcendence, something even immortals and Buddhas dream of. Yet there are people in the world who don't care about it at all, and I've even encountered two of them in a row.

If you don't even want transcendence, what do you want?
"Why...why..."

Even Lin Shuya didn't notice that two tear tracks rolled down his sunken eyes.

It wasn't self-blame or a sudden realization of wrongdoing.

It is a kind of desperate powerlessness.

He suddenly realized that he could no longer find an excuse to convince himself that he was acting on behalf of the common people and saving the world.

Even if they talked themselves hoarse, no one would believe that Shen Yi did it for himself after crushing the blood jade.

Since we can't attack this person's heart, we can only attack his stupidity.

This action is indeed in accordance with one's moral principles, but it is unworthy of the world!

"Immortals and Buddhas are invincible—"

Lin Shuya let out a tearing roar.

As if in response to his turbulent emotions, the True Buddha Emperor outside the palace, after a brief moment of astonishment, gradually revealed a strange smile on his face.

"Shen Yi, you truly impress me greatly."

The Eastern Emperor's face twitched slightly, and he even clapped his hands lightly, as if he would burst out laughing at any moment.

Did this young man not consider that if resisting the two religions were so simple, wouldn't the Human Emperor do it himself? Why would it be the other side's turn?

Indeed, this rich imperial aura covered the entire land.

The disciples of both sects will inevitably suffer heavy losses and will have no choice but to quickly withdraw. But don't forget, imperial aura... will slowly deplete.

As time goes by, it will only become fainter and fainter.

Furthermore, disciples of both religions can use various methods to gradually erode it, accelerating this fading process while simultaneously strengthening themselves.

Of course, it may take a very long time.

But time is precisely what immortals and Buddhas care about least. It is the only thing in the mortal realm that can threaten the two religions, causing their leaders a great deal of headache, and they are willing to exchange it for the position of Immortal Emperor, which carries a little bit of power.

But Shen Yi used it as a tonic for both religions.

"Since you're unwilling to be an Immortal Emperor, then you might as well continue being a wanted criminal." The Joyful True Buddha sighed softly with a smile.

This overwhelming imperial aura can indeed suppress immortals and Buddhas, but as an emperor and a true Buddha, even if suppressed to the extreme, the first and second ranks are completely different levels of existence.

To put it bluntly, the only reason he's still willing to waste time talking to the other party is to try and salvage the face he lost earlier.

Otherwise, they could be killed with a flick of the finger.

"call."

Shen Yi exhaled a breath of stale air. He waved his hand, and a token flew out from Ye Lan's body. He carefully tied it to his waist and said calmly, "This is the Divine Dynasty."

The next moment, he slowly raised his head, looked down at the two people below the long steps, and his eyes became indifferent: "In front of me, you are the criminals."

An ordinary demon-slaying token is obviously useless in front of a first-rank powerhouse; it is more like a symbol of status.

"Still talking nonsense..."

The Eastern Emperor smiled disdainfully, but before he could finish speaking, his smile suddenly froze slightly.

In an instant, his pupils twitched slightly, as if he had seen something strange.

Shen Yi remained standing in the hall, his black hair swaying slightly. His fair and handsome face remained unchanged, yet he inexplicably exuded an indescribable air of noble majesty.

The Buddha of Joy looked up in surprise and gazed behind the young man.

In this world teeming with imperial aura, a colossal, mountain-like, pitch-black phantom suddenly appeared, sitting quietly behind Shen Yi. It went from being elusive to becoming solid, and beneath the phantom was a black lotus platform blooming in fury!

The Emperor stared at Shen Yi himself, while the True Buddha gazed at the dark figure.

They can only see what they want to see.

The next moment, voices filled with shock and anger rang out simultaneously.

"You've become emperor!"

"You have attained Buddhahood!"

The two suddenly locked eyes, both seeing the intense turmoil in each other's eyes.

It has two sides, but both sides exude a terrifying aura that belongs only to a top-tier giant.

Now that things have come to this, the two of them could easily guess that Shen Yi had lied. But the lie itself was not important. What was truly important was that, apart from becoming an Immortal Emperor, what else in the current world could elicit a response from the Heavenly Dao?

Considering what just happened, the answer is actually quite obvious.

It was just that the Eastern Emperor and the Joyful True Buddha couldn't believe it.

If someone vows to become an Immortal Emperor, it already sends a chill down one's spine, making one marvel at their ambition and determination.

In the previous situation, when the situation was still unclear, neither of the two sects' leaders had come forward, and the Divine Dynasty was in grave danger with no chance of winning... to make a vow similar to pacifying the world and protecting the mortal realm was practically tantamount to courting death.

Which Golden Immortal who has cultivated through arduous journey would dare to joke about the path of cultivation like this!

To put it bluntly, even if Shen Yi had actually uttered this immortal oath in terms of legal principles, none of the disciples present would have believed it.

No wonder neither of the two religions could figure out what this person was thinking.

It turns out this madman never intended to live from the very beginning!
Boom boom!

The enormous black phantom slowly clasped its hands together, and the echoes of the Heavenly Dao chanted its sacred name.

Apart from the three religious leaders, there is now a tenth true Buddha in the world.

Acala Buddha.

Shen Yi slowly raised his right palm. His skin was as smooth and warm as white jade, which made his already handsome face even more noble.

The characteristics of the Dao Fruit and the Fruit Position seem to have been replaced.

The title of Jade Void Universe Emperor was also sung aloud by the Heavenly Dao.

However, there was little joy in his eyes and brows.

The moment the Jade Emperor descended to the mortal realm, it meant that the only one among the Six Emperors who was not a cultivator had been replaced by a cultivator.

In the end, the six imperial palaces were finally completed!
From then on, all those of the highest rank in the world were immortals and Buddhas, and there was no place for mortals.

The imperial city resounded with a deafening roar.

In the courtyard's wine pool, the coiled dragon stone pillar that once suppressed the eight seas rapidly rose up, causing the earth to tremble violently, and the vast ocean beyond the four continents began to churn violently, as if it were about to spill the entire blue sky.

The stone skin, along with the moss, fell away, revealing the exquisitely patterned surface of the stone pillar.

It transformed into a long staff, spanning the sky, and landed in Shen Yi's palm.

At the same time, the enormous, mountain-like black shadow suddenly transformed into lotus leaves, which scattered and gathered like a long river, swirling and landing on that slender figure, transforming into a jet-black cassock.

It's less like a kasaya and more like a black cloak, fluttering freely in the air.

At this moment, the Dao Fruit and the Fruit Position finally merged completely, creating the only behemoth in the world that was a fusion of immortality and Buddhahood.

Shen Yi gradually tightened his grip on the stone stick, and stepped out unhurriedly, walking towards the Joyful True Buddha.

"You've become the Jade Emperor, don't you know which side you're on?!"

Joyful True Buddha subconsciously retreated, mainly because he had never seen such a bizarre first-grade Dao path before. In addition, his strength was suppressed by the imperial aura, and he was unsure of Shen Yi's background, so he instinctively wanted to avoid the battle.

His response was a blow to the head.

Shen Yi pursed his thin lips and swung his staff down with all his might. The staff easily tore through the dense Buddhist light and landed heavily on the right shoulder of the Joyful True Buddha.

With a slight movement, the old monk traversed the distance of countless mountains and rivers.

But the stick remained firmly pressed down on his shoulder.

A hint of shock and anger flashed in the eyes of the Joyful True Buddha again. Looking back, he found himself still in the same spot, surrounded by the familiar imperial city.

Unable to escape?!
He suddenly looked at the billowing black robe, which was a world unto itself, already enveloping him!
boom!
Although they reacted in time, the immense force also came crashing down.

Joyful Buddha stretched out his palms, trying to support the stick, but his whole body suddenly bent and he knelt down on the ground. The huge difference in strength obviously caught him off guard.

It wasn't until the old monk raised his head and met those calm, downcast eyes that he understood what had happened.

Under the watchful eyes of everyone, Shen Yi actually forced herself to kneel down in front of the other person with a single blow!

The blow of humiliation is worse than the physical pain.

"You are presumptuous!"

The Buddha of Joy was furious. He pushed his palms up together, and in the vast universe, each finger transformed into an endless mountain ridge. The palm lines were like deep ravines, as if a mountain had been overturned, as if he wanted to suppress the young man in front of him.

However, before his hand could even touch Shen Yi, a deafening roar erupted in his ears.

The stone stick struck the old monk squarely in the face, causing half of his face to cave in, resembling a fallen Buddha head in a temple, his eyes becoming dull and lifeless.

(End of this chapter)