All Heavens: Achieving Great Supernatural Powers from the Journey to the West.

Chapter 322 The Corpse Emperor’s Will
No one dares to disobey the Corpse Emperor's decree.

In today's dark world of Journey to the West, only the Corpse Emperor Li Shimin is the most powerful.

If it weren't for the need to guard Chang'an and maintain the remaining half of life in the world, I'm afraid Li Shimin would have gone to Heaven and Lingshan to kill those useless and disobedient beings.

The only person in this world who should truly carry the destiny is Li Shimin!
Tang Sanzun began to humbly report his duties, but the stone monkey on the side was just disdainful, while Sha Wujin continued to bite the fleshy leg in his hand, with a fierce light in his eyes, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

"Your Majesty asks you, why haven't you brought back the Zhengguo to cure the diseases of the Tang Dynasty?"

The shadow asked in a cold voice.

There is an extremely strong sense of decline in the decree, but it is precisely because of the decline that the decree does not cause any surprises.

If this decree is sent to another world, it can directly collapse a world and turn it into nothingness.

When the monk heard this, he quickly asked Sha Wujin to take out the Dazhong Dharma Edict and show the bloody marks and the great karma of the disaster.

"The masters and disciples like me are still working hard, and it's now five, five, fifty."

On the matter of licking Tang San's burial, he always spared no effort, just to compliment Tang San's burial.

As soon as the monk talked about the catastrophe that had just been completed, he began to stutter. It seemed that he couldn't remember the numbers on the decree, but he had to report back to a few dark shadows...

At least... that's what his predecessor told him.

Fortunately, there were no white maggots or other larvae squirming in it, otherwise the monk would not have the appetite to eat it.

"For the sake of His Majesty's orders and for your own lives, speed up."

His old, dead-bark cheeks were twitching.

The black shadow was also very dull. Seeing that the four people from the westward journey were still working hard, he said, "Your Majesty can't wait any longer. If you are too slow, he will personally send someone to replace you."

After the black shadow finished speaking, he put away the imperial edict and fled in the direction of Datang.

"The Eight Realms are dead and there is a lack of a scripture collector. What should we do?" Tang San asked.

A long time after the black shadow disappeared, only the sound of chewing meat could be heard here.

Tang San Bian, Sun Xing Zhe, and Sha Wu Jin didn't know when they were sitting together in a circle. They were eating pieces of flesh and blood and internal organs from Zhu Bajie.

As long as Tang San was happy, his own life would be saved.

It's just that there are countless corpses from the Great Realm blocking their way here, and it will take them who knows how long to return to the Tang Dynasty.

"Master, you forgot again. We have eaten pigs more than once. This pig is dead. We just need to go to the next 'difficult realm' and grab a pig from there." Sha Wu Jin replied.

"Eat quickly. Let's hit the road after eating."

Tang Sanzian stuffed a dark red heart into his mouth, and when he closed his lips, blood that had rotted and deteriorated to the point of colloid splattered out.

When he calmed down, Sun Xingzhe and Zhu Bajie were unable to see any emotion on his face.

"Yes. Yes"

The monk finished chewing the pig heart in his mouth and returned to his horse with satisfaction.

He found that his memory was getting worse and worse, and he always felt that he had forgotten something extremely important...

"Never mind." On the other side, the space of the yellow paper Vulcan.

Xu Xuanzhi's self-particles are constantly using this space to compete with the dark world of Journey to the West, putting his own writing into every corner of the world of Dark Journey to the West.

The world is sick, very sick, and there is no ability to resist or take the initiative to detect it.

Otherwise, if he were to manipulate time in this world where there were as many cosmic powerhouses as he wanted, no matter how precise his movements were, others would be able to sense them.

But this world itself is an 'abomination body' made up of countless great worlds. The body is broken into pieces, and only a little bit of instinct is driven by something, turning into destiny...

"In the ordinary world, only destiny is the core. This yellow paper fire god thought so too, so he fought for destiny, became ill, completely lost consciousness, and sank into this world..."

The particles of self continue to explore the past of the Yellow Paper Vulcan and the deeper inside story of the world. He wants to touch the destiny behind the fog, and there is a real black hand that is more important than destiny.

The world of Dark Journey to the West itself is actually not important at all.

If he takes action rashly, the world may not be about cutting off his tail to survive, but he may be cutting off his body and leaving his tail, and escape with his destiny.

If Tianming is also captured, the mastermind behind the scenes will flee with most of the true details of this dark world.

If the mastermind really escapes, Xu Xuanzhi will suffer a big loss.

If you want to eat fish, you must eat the whole fish intact. If you only eat a few fish scales or fins, it will be a real failure.

Conspiracy theory westward journey world.

Sun Wukong became stronger and suddenly died, and Tang Sanzang and his valuable weapon suddenly disappeared. These two things made the real masterminds of this world go crazy.

This entire collection of worlds is under their control, and nothing can escape their grasp.

"Impossible! This is simply impossible!"

The Jade Emperor in this world immediately turned red when he saw the destruction caused by Sun Wukong. The anger on his face was almost unstoppable, making his entire head look red and swollen, as if he was angry beyond its proper limits.

Thirty-three of the thirty-six days in the heaven died, and seventy of the seventy-two palaces were shattered. Countless heavenly soldiers and generals were beaten to the point of death, and even those true great gods had their brains shattered and entered reincarnation.

As for the Tathagata Buddha, his golden body was even beaten to pieces, and now he can only recuperate deep in the Lingshan Mountain.

The plan to travel to the west, the plan to carve up the world's faith, has come to a hasty end now.

It seems that thinking that this Tathagata was seriously injured and almost passed away, unable to fight for faith anymore, the Jade Emperor of this world finally lost some of his anger.

"Hmph, the plan of traveling to the west proposed by Tathagata actually had such a big problem, causing so many immortals and gods in my heaven to perish. Hahahahaha!"

The Jade Emperor was still a little angry at first, but he suddenly thought that most of the people killed and injured by the monkey were those who disobeyed his discipline.

The anger and depression in his heart suddenly disappeared, and he burst out laughing.

In this heaven, the great gods all face the Three Pure Ones, and the Buddhists all face the Tathagata.

Now that the Three Pure Ones have retreated behind closed doors, Tathagata is seriously injured and recovering, he is the only one who dominates this world.

The damaged sky can be repaired, the incomplete palace can be rebuilt, and many subordinates and forces can be slowly cultivated.

But more importantly, he no longer has to look at the face of Sanqing Tathagata!
Just when the Jade Emperor was excitedly thinking about the future, he had no idea that a bizarre cough was spreading in the mortal world and heading towards the heaven...

(End of this chapter)