Great Love for All Heavens Begins with Huang Yaoshi

Chapter 45: Even the gods cannot save the dying, and the King of Hell only takes away those who have grudges

At this moment, Taoist Wang had already reacted and quickly explained:

"Senior Zhuang, I don't know them..."

Zhuang Bu Ran smiled and waved his hand:

"It's okay, just wait a moment."

"Yes." Taoist priest Wang quickly stepped aside.

"Do you know how long we have worked hard for this day?" Yang Guo said expressionlessly:
"Zhuang Yanluo, thanks to you, I lost my father at the age of three and my mother at the age of eleven. From childhood to adulthood, I have lived a life of hiding from place to place."

"From the tone of your voice, I can tell that you have a very deep affection for Yang Kang. I guess he stayed with you until you were three years old, which is why you have this kind of father-son relationship." Zhuang Bu Ran had a calm expression.

"My father certainly deserved his punishment, but my mother was innocent. Because she was afraid you would come looking for her, she took me everywhere. She also had to work day and night to make a living, and eventually she died of illness."

"After saying so much, isn't it just to avenge the so-called parents' death?" Zhuang Bu Ran's eyes fell on Wu Xiuwen and the others:
"You guys, your martial arts aptitude is not as good as his, and your skills are not as profound as his, so why are you so desperate that you have to come here to seek death?"

"Zhuang Yanluo, you actually look down on us like that." Wu Dunru gnashed his teeth and said, "How could you possibly know the extent to which we have been working day and night to avenge our blood feud?"

"Really? I really can't see it in you guys." Zhuang Bu Ran's eyes moved to Yang Guo and said calmly:
"It was clearly a sudden inspiration, unlike his deliberate plan. He first secretly infiltrated the Quanzhen Sect and obtained the skills I left behind. After that, he completely hid himself and practiced hard for decades. Finally, he felt that he had mastered his skills and came to seek revenge."

"Now he looks like he has a broken arm. It's obvious that he plans to take advantage of Zhuang's unpreparedness and give him a ruthless blow."

Hearing this, everyone couldn't help but look at Yang Guo, who had a cold face.

"How did you find out?"

"You want to use the technique I created to kill me, but you ask me how I discovered it." Zhuang Buyan was speechless.

"You are as naive as your father."

Yang Guo stopped talking, and white Qi emerged from his body. His black hair turned white in an instant, and his eyes gradually faded and turned white. Then, an arm suddenly stretched out from his empty sleeves.

Zhuang Bu Ran nodded:
"Not bad, I have already completed the second level to a master level."

"Hmph, the 'Three Stages of Reversing Life' you created is nothing more than a martial art that looks very much like an immortal technique. It only has some special abilities, but it's really nothing special. Becoming an immortal is just wishful thinking."

Yang Guo mocked:
"The so-called third stage, where the whole body is transformed into Qi and becomes the innate Qi, with the hope of ascending to become an immortal and reaching a state of transcendence and sainthood, is nothing but a distant dream."

"When Zhuang first created this technique, it was just a bored fantasy, and you actually believed it!" The young man in green robe laughed:
"I have to say, you're really lucky. You didn't get disabled or killed."

Yang Guo frowned:

"The way of martial arts does not tolerate the slightest carelessness, yet you are still making random assumptions."

"Whether you become disabled or die from training, what does it have to do with me?" Zhuang Buyan seemed puzzled.

"I have never forced others to practice the techniques I created."

“As expected, the so-called immortal is just your outer appearance, and the devil is your true nature.” Yang Guo said coldly.

Zhuang Bu Ran sneered:
"From the very beginning, Zhuang has said that he is not a good person with good morals, so how can he talk about being a savior?"

After he finished speaking, Wu Xiuwen and the others suddenly stiffened, and with a few "bangs", they all fell to the ground and could not get up.

"Tsk tsk, I've told you why you're so determined to seek death, yet you refuse to listen. It's true that good words can't persuade a damned ghost, and mercy without salvation will lead to his own destruction."

Yang Guo's eyes flashed, and he saw that there was a bloody hole in their throats for no reason, but he was unaware of it, and his heart couldn't help but be moved.

"Do you know that the second level of 'Three Levels of Reverse Life' is like a road?" Zhuang Bu Ran said quietly.

"A road that seems to have no end." He appeared in front of Yang Guo like teleporting, and with a casual blow, he knocked him ten feet away. Fortunately, he used a thousand-pound weight in time, and then he half-knelt down and coughed up a mouthful of blood.

"After passing the second level, one can become immune to all evil and diseases. When one reaches a deep level, one can even regenerate a severed arm on the spot."

Suddenly, the young man in green robe appeared beside Yang Guo again. He kicked out and sent him flying again, crashing into seven or eight large trees.

"And when you almost glimpse the third level, you'll see a completely different scene."

"After all, if you are not still in the second realm, I don't believe that I can't defeat you."

Yang Guo, who was buried deep in the broken branches and leaves, let out an angry roar and slapped the branches with all his might. The thick broken tree trunks around him came towards the young man in green robe like sharp arrows.

Zhuang Bu Ran's whole body was filled with energy, and the thick tree trunks turned into powder and scattered.

At this moment, Yang Guo's aura changed drastically, and his eyes seemed to be filled with a thousand hatreds, so much hatred that he almost bit his gums to bleed.

His body was swaying and trembling all over, as if he had fallen into a state of madness. He rushed over and slapped the young man in green robe repeatedly.

His attacks were very different from ordinary martial arts, and his moves were not particularly impressive. It all relied on his internal strength, making his palms as powerful as the tide. As soon as one wave passed, a second, higher wave would rush over, making each palm more powerful than the last.

Zhuang Bu Ran had a lazy smile on his face. He dodged one by one as he took a step. After Yang Guo finished hitting him, he slowly slapped out with his palm.

The palm force turned into an arc and scattered down, round and wide like a dome, with no escape possible.

Yang Guo's pupils trembled, and before he could react, he was knocked to the ground by the slap.

Not only was his reverse life state broken, but his muscles and bones became weak, and his Dantian Qi Sea became unstable. His internal energy was scattered throughout his limbs and bones, as if he had suddenly gone crazy, and there were traces of blood in his seven orifices.

So no matter how hard he struggled, he just couldn't get up from the ground.

"The palm technique is quite good, it's a skill where the mind controls the arm and the arm controls the palm, it's completely controlled by the mind. The stronger the hatred, the stronger the palm power. In terms of power, it's not inferior to the Dragon Subduing Palm."

Zhuang Bu Ran put his hands behind his back and sighed softly:

"But I feel like you're imitating me in everything. Besides possessing unparalleled internal strength that seems to have been cultivated in the ocean, you've even created a powerful and domineering palm technique. Little do you realize that those who imitate me live, while those who imitate me die."

"How is this possible? How is this possible?" Yang Guo lay on the ground, as if he had not yet accepted the reality, and kept muttering:
"How could I let you do it so easily? I have clearly entered the second level of reverse life. The stability of my Dantian cannot be easily shaken by external forces."

He growled in great anger:

"Zhuang Yanluo, did you do anything to the gongjue, you despicable and shameless villain?"

"Reversing life is just a technique to cultivate one's nature and life, not a true way to cultivate a person into Qi."

The young man in green robe said slowly:
"Zhuang's beating of you is like a grown man bullying a baby. It would be easy to shake you up and release you from your life. Why would I need to do anything?"

"Ridiculous, you and I are both at the second level, how come you are so much stronger than me?" Yang Guo's eyes were bloodshot.

"Alas, fool." Zhuang Bu Ran sighed, "You are lying down while I am still standing!"

After saying this, his feet shook, and a force as powerful as a sudden mountain torrent, unstoppable and powerful, pierced through Yang Guo's head.

"The gods cannot save the doomed, the King of Hell only takes away those who have left grudges."

The young man in green robe waved his sleeves, turned around and walked back to the bamboo building, saying casually:
"Little Taoist priest, please clean up."

The Taoist priest named Wang in the distance suddenly came to his senses and responded quickly.

(End of this chapter)