Yin Yang Lantern Man

Chapter 266: Death Lamp Realm Collapse
"Your Majesty, long live your Majesty, long live your Majesty."

The old man bent down, and Emperor Qin said nothing, squatted down and reached out to pick up the broken pieces on the ground.

"Ah, it's all broken."

His voice is not in good condition, and it takes him a while to calm down before he can say a word.

"My Qin, is this finally going to end?"

He looked up at the devastation. Who would have known that beneath the luxury outside was a ruin?
"almost."

The old man sat in the ruins and looked up at the sky: "Mars is high in the sky, and the crape myrtle is dim. This time there is another wave of reshuffle."

"Grandfather, don't you feel it's a pity?"

There was something complicated in Emperor Qin's eyes: "It's gone just like that. Thousands of years of hard work have gone to waste?"

The old man said nothing, but said something else: "The mountain in Kunlun Lantern Realm is about to collapse. All this should not have happened in the first place. Now it is just returning to its original state."

The words were ambiguous and seemed to be true but not true. No one could understand them except the king of a country and the old man.

Emperor Qin seemed to have thought of something, and said hoarsely: "Recently, a very interesting young man came to the imperial capital. He is very courageous. One of my children was replaced by him."

"I don't even know what method he used."

"The person that His Majesty Emperor Qin was talking about is called Chen Ning'an, right?"

The old man kept looking up at the sky: "I heard about it too. Xiaofeng told me that he threatened to make me contact all the new flows."

"It's courageous."

Emperor Qin laughed: "A hundred years ago, that man also had the surname Chen. Maybe they have some relationship."

The old man did not answer, but just said: "Get the number of heaven and earth together as soon as possible, not one less, otherwise, when the mountain collapses, you will have no chance again."

In the silent night, the gate was closed and only Emperor Qin was standing at the door. He looked old and frail, with no expression showing any fluctuation.

…………

In the realm of Death Lamp, the sound of the Buddhist chanting seems to be eternal, but if you listen carefully, the sound of the Buddhist chanting is weakening.

There was a loud sound of Taoist scriptures interspersed in it, which could not be suppressed.

Chen Ning'an was walking on the street of the temple. One head was chanting scriptures loudly, another head was looking around greedily, and only the head in the middle was neither sad nor happy.

The lead flower between the eyebrows, with flesh and skin, fluttered in the wind. This monster had a patch of ground flower petals on its head.

The petals continuously emit a silver glow, sacred and bright, like moonlight falling in a temple.

"very hungry."

The hungry head screamed, "No more? No more? Give me something to eat! I don't want to be so hungry!"

"It's so uncomfortable!"

"Isn't the Death Lamp Realm enough for me?"

In the middle, the skull entered a temple, and the demon-subduing pestle fell down, and a "gulp, gulp" sound came from inside.

"die!"

"Die!"

The head slammed into the ground frantically: "Die now! This is not enough! You all deserve to die!"

A petal of the silver flower was exceptionally bright. It was only when Chen Ning'an finally reached the end of the Death Lamp Realm that it was finally complete.

It's just a piece of silver flower, but it actually requires an entire Death Lamp Realm as nutrients.

At the end, there is a very ordinary temple.

His steps finally stopped, and at the temple gate, he saw the old monk whom he had seen for the first time.

"It's time to stop." The old monk stared at him with his half-dark eyes: "You can't solve the source of the Death Lamp Realm. This is the end of an era."

"What do you use to fight against the times?"

"Is this the era when monks and nuns will become extinct?" Chen Ning'an's words were full of contempt:
"Who can't fight against the dead era?"

"My child, you have barely found a way for me. I don't want you to die."

The old monk put his hands together and said: "Ramata Buddha, in that era, all the monks and nuns in the world died. So many people finally became the things behind me."

"Donor, do you really want to see it?"

"Old man, if you don't leave, I'll kill you too!"

A vajra was floating around Chen Ningan, and he would attack him if he disagreed with something.

This old monk had been killed by him once before, and his reappearance now might be some kind of phenomenon in this lamp realm.

At the end of the Death Lamp Realm is a small earthen temple.

There are no white tiles or red bricks, no luxurious pillars and beams, and not even a stone Buddha in the temple.

Yes, they are just Buddha statues made of mud and some simple decorations.

"The entire era of extinction of monks and nuns was never caused by the extinction of temples that exploited the people's wealth."

The old monk appeared again, and he stood next to Chen Ningan for no reason.

“The true extinction of monks and nuns is the moment when the last person who is sincere in devoting himself to Buddhism completely takes it up.”

"crunch..."

The wooden door of the temple was pushed open, and a middle-aged monk suddenly appeared under the clay statue.

He knelt in front of the Buddha, his clean white robes were stained with dirt, he clasped his hands together, and the rosary in his hands was completely broken.

There was blood at the corner of the monk's mouth, and Chen Ning'an could see everything in his stomach through his spiritual sense.

"It seems that your last monk has taken the same path as me."

Chen Ning'an did not make any moves for the time being. The demon-subduing pestle beside him was no longer shaking randomly, but trembling slightly, showing a defensive posture.

"My Buddha, has he ever appeared?"

The monk's voice was hoarse and trembling. He knelt in front of the statue and asked questions again and again.

"Has my Buddha ever saved anyone?"

"My Buddha, why don't you answer?"

These questions are his own questions, and perhaps, they are questions of the entire era.

The old monk didn't say much. He gradually melted beside Chen Ning'an, and his flesh and blood fell off his body bit by bit, and his bones also came apart bit by bit.

The young man turned around and opened his mouth, and everything the old monk had eaten went into his mouth.

"No wonder you've always existed. It turns out that the person the monk ate was you."

Chen Ning'an suddenly realized that in this way, this last monk would no longer be able to worship Buddha.

"why?"

The monk closed his mouth and looked at Chen Ningan: "Why doesn't my Buddha save me?"

"Because you are weak."

Chen Ning'an's calm head replied: "You are an incompetent person. You can only leave your grievances to the gods and Buddhas in heaven instead of examining your own problems."

One of his heads was still chanting sutras, and the other head was scolding the monks: "Doesn't your Buddha talk about the afterlife? But you are greedy for life and afraid of death."

“I’ve never wavered in my faith.”

The monk began to struggle on his face, and the entire Death Lamp Realm began to tremble violently.

"If Buddha doesn't save us, we will all die!"

"Die? Who wants to die?"

Chen Ning's crazy head replied: "Are you the one who wants to die?"

A sword flew out of his body and cut off the monk's head.

And this was just the beginning. After the monk's head was cut off, the sword continued to pierce through him without stopping, determined to chop the monk into minced meat.

Among them, the tooth dagger also joined in, piercing through from top to bottom!
If you don't take action, it's fine. But once you take action, it's a fight to the death!
The vajra flew out with a loud bang, and thunder talismans flickered one by one above the sky. Every flicker represented the generation of a bolt of lightning.

"die!"

The Yin God yelled madly and roared wantonly and arrogantly:
"If you think this world is bad, then go die!"

"If you feel that life is hopeless, then just die!"

"If you feel tired, just die!"

"You think Buddha won't save you? Then die! All of you will die, everyone will die!" "I will die too!"

He laughed loudly and Chen Ning'an cried, but the turbulence in the Death Lamp Realm was not small at all. The vajra kept falling from the sky, not giving the Lamp Realm any chance to breathe!
"Donor, let's die together."

Suddenly, Chen Ning'an's fierce attack power, a hand stretched out from the interlacing of swords and knives and gently fell on Chen Ning'an's body.

"Snapped!"

He felt like he was hit by a truck. In an instant, his body was covered with teeth marks and his flesh was constantly torn apart.

"It hurts!"

The Yin God was shouting incoherently, his hands still moving, as if he had lost his mind.

Seeing this, the middle head just turned around and threw a hundred thunderbolts at his head.

boom! boom! Boom boom boom!
The lamp realm trembled under the thunder, and Chen Ningan's body was completely burned to a crisp, only the lead flowers became brighter and brighter.

He finally regained some sanity and looked calmly at the enemy in front of him.

The Lord of the Death Lamp Realm!

Thousands of knives piercing his body, daggers biting his flesh, and iron nails fixing his soul, none of them can hurt him.

Instead, it was that ordinary palm strike that caused Chen Ning'an's entire body to fall apart.

If it weren't for Lead Flower's force, he would have been slapped to death.

The Divine Thunder was not activated, but the silver flower above Chen Ning'an's head finally moved.

What is a ground flower? It is a flower made of qi.

The lead flower is the essence of man, and the ground flower is the Qi of heaven and earth. Chen Ningan stretched out his hand and used the ground flower to carry the thunder talisman.

In an instant, the entire lighting environment solidified, even spreading to the lantern world.

Thunderclouds rolled in the sky, the haze was dispersed by the clouds, and everything between heaven and earth was electromagnetic.

The roots of the grass stood up, the soil became sharp, and the first appearance of the ground flowers was enough to shake everything.

"I said that it's because you are too weak and can only go with the flow. You have no way to get anything you want."

Chen Ning'an looked neither sad nor happy, but the monk was roaring in front of him.

"What do you know? I've been through so much pain and suffering, and I can't let it go. What right do you have to say that to me?"

"I have done so much, so much! Why did I end up like this in the end?!"

He roared towards the sky, and the thunder had already taken shape.

Chen Ning'an said silently: Fall.

"Sizzle...

A buzzing sound was heard, and there was no more sound here. Everything turned into a flash of lightning.

This is completely different from the huge thunder talisman that Chen Ningan drew in Mu City last time.

Last time it was the quantity, an extremely concentrated quantity that triggered a qualitative change and achieved the goal of destroying him.

However, this time, only quality, pure quality, with the ground flower as the guide, the falling thunder pierced through the temple and suppressed all the monks together!
Chen Ning'an looked straight ahead, his eyes were still temporarily blind after the flash of lightning.

Only the spiritual consciousness extended downwards for several kilometers, and saw that the deep pit was full of red magma and crystals, with no trace of the temple at all.

"You are not dead yet, come out to me."

He did not pause at all. The Death Lamp Realm still existed, proving that the master of the realm was not dead yet.

"Ramadha Buddha."

The monk appeared behind him and held out his hand.

He appeared so quickly that Chen Ningan had no way of fighting back. In an instant, he and the earth were suppressed into the ground!
Completely defeated.

There is no doubt that the Lord of the Death Lamp Realm is no longer at the nightmare level.

Chen Ning'an felt that what he was facing was something that simply could not exist in this world.

He used all the methods he could, but in the end he still couldn't kill him, he was only suppressed temporarily.

After being hit by the opponent's second palm, his body began to disintegrate completely.

"It hurts."

At the bottom of the pit, only twelve petals of lead flowers were left.

The lead flower slowly floated and rotated, echoing with the ground flowers in the void, and actually gave birth to a physical body.

"Come again!"

Chen Ningan laughed: "Weakling, if you can kill me today, my survival is just a waste of resources!"

He took the initiative to approach and engage in close combat, holding a sword in one hand and a dagger in the other!
In fact, the opponent's physical body has no effect at all on the really difficult obsession of monks and nuns. That obsession is even worse than a nightmare!

He struck him with ten swords, but to no avail. Instead, the monk hit him with a palm strike, and Chen Ning'an disappeared from the face of the earth in an instant, leaving only a trace of lead on the ground.

However, these lead flowers and earth flowers are immortal and cannot be destroyed.

He was resurrected again.

"boom!"

The thunder talisman fell, and Chen Ning'an was no longer just fighting in hand-to-hand combat, he was summoning the divine thunder.

As long as I strike out one, no matter what you are, it will all disappear into thin air!

"You've only had a few decades, what kind of suffering can you endure?"

Chen Ning'an's voice pierced through the ubiquitous sound of Buddhist scriptures: "At most, it's just a matter of starting over. You only focus on the Rain Buddha and never look at yourself!"

He was qualified to say this because in the same situation, many monks died and no one survived, but he was the only one who found a way to survive.

Each word questioned the monk's heart, forcing the Lord of the Death Lamp Realm to ask questions.

His power weakened.

Chen Ning'an has the most intuitive understanding. Before, he could only take one palm strike, but now it is different. He can take two palm strikes.

A stalemate took place in this disgusting confrontation that consumed people's lives.

Until one moment, a bolt of thunder in the sky suddenly turned purple.

"Click!" With a sound, the monk in front of him kept his hand outstretched, motionless.

The divine thunder was launched!
"call……"

Chen Ningan let out a long sigh and laughed, "Nothing more than that."

It was just a dead lamp realm, and it almost caused him to capsize.

The monk's body turned to ashes, and Chen Ning'an paid the price of death countless times.

However, it also allowed him to see how powerful his lead flowers were.

The essence of man turns into lead flowers, which are indestructible. As long as those cities are still there, he will not die.

What’s even more powerful is the ground flower.

Lead flowers are immortal, but earth flowers are different. They condense the energy of heaven and earth. If the previous attack had landed on the imperial capital, the imperial capital would have been finished.

Nothing can withstand such destructive power.

The Death Lamp Realm began to collapse.

Chen Ning'an took a deep breath and bowed towards the sky. He knew that all this was the mercy of the Heavenly Lord. If it weren't for the Heavenly Lord, he wouldn't dare to come to this realm of Death Lamp.

"it's all over."

The old monk walked out from the ashes, came in front of Chen Ning'an, and bowed deeply.

"Ramadha Buddha."

This sentence became the last Sanskrit chant in the entire Death Lamp Realm, and also became the final sound.

"Look, the Death Lamp Realm has been destroyed!"

There were exclamations coming from outside, and it was obvious that they had noticed the abnormality here a long time ago.

All forces are paying attention here. With the collapse of the Death Lamp Realm, they have also seen the end of this lamp realm.

“There is someone!”

(End of this chapter)