From the Carp that Brings Children to the Celestial Officials

Chapter 440 Choice
After a long while, You Ming suddenly smiled.

"If becoming a god or immortal means becoming a clay sculpture in a temple, then cultivating immortality is just too boring."

"If one can become an immortal step by step simply by following the way of Heaven, then what is the point of this spiritual torment? Besides, there is no such simple thing in the world."

You Ming suddenly understood.

The pursuit of immortality is freedom and unrestraint, but judging from recent events, he is restricted and constrained in every way, and is not as happy as he was when he was in a lower realm.

"Since this is my tribulation, I'll try to see if I can get through it."

"I'd like to see if all my cheat codes can't even help me overcome one of the five tribulations of the Tribulation."

You Ming let out a long sigh of relief.

Now that I've already taken action against Peng Kuo, why should I hesitate and waver?

At that moment, his gaze toward the chaotic army before him became focused.

Since gods exist in this world, they should inspire awe in all living beings.

But if the gods choose to stand idly by when faced with chaos in the human world, then what kind of deterrent effect do they have?

Can the evil deeds of the world be reduced simply by saying that the underworld will judge after death?

Most of the gods in this world wouldn't dare to be the first to step forward, so today I will.

If my evil and my power can instill fear in all living beings, then I would rather be this evil god.

You Ming's gaze fell upon the chaotic army, and then he turned on his compass.

Cheating code: 乙卯肆叁贰叁捌玖.

Name: [Mental Harmony].

They can freely adjust the emotional state of individuals or groups and manipulate the psychological fluctuations of others.

In an instant, he cast the [Mind Harmony] spell on the chaotic troops on both sides of the Baisha River, sending the emotion of "fear" into everyone.

The river in late autumn was not turbulent, but flowed calmly.

One after another, the rebel troops surged toward the riverbank, attempting to cross this natural barrier.

The autumn wind blows, carrying a hint of chill. Fallen leaves flutter like yellow butterflies on the riverbank, and the air is filled with the desolation of autumn.

For some reason, all the rebel soldiers felt a strange unease. The icy river water seemed to carry a suffocating power; the seemingly calm river felt as if it were slowly devouring all of a person's life force.

Some of the disorganized soldiers on the riverbank hesitated slightly when they saw the clear river water, and an indescribable tension and anxiety filled the air.

You Ming looked at these people and simply changed his "mild fear" to "moderate fear".

"Om."

Although it was only increased by one level, the mental pressure on people increased exponentially.

Even someone like Peng Kuo would flee in terror when faced with [Intermediate Fear], let alone these rout-stricken troops.

They began to feel a sense of oppression deep within their hearts.

To everyone else, the shallow river seemed like an insurmountable abyss.

The river was flowing gently, but those who were forcibly crossing it still felt powerless and suffocated.

Everyone's heart began to race, as if every drop of water could trigger a deadly trap.

To them, floating leaves and driftwood were lurking dangers, as if every inch of the river could swallow them whole. Many people's hearts began to race with panic.

They could clearly feel their chests heaving violently, as if only their rapid heartbeats could remind them that they were still alive.

Many people were breathing rapidly, with almost every inhalation accompanied by a tightness in their chest, as if the air could no longer fully fill their lungs, and their throats felt somewhat blocked after each breath.

As a result of all these negative reactions, their bodies became heavy, their leg muscles began to feel weak, and every step they took felt as heavy as if they were filled with lead.

You Ming looked at these people, then silently selected the icon for "severe fear".

An invisible force seemed to sweep across the entire Baisha Riverbank, and all the struggling rebels suddenly stopped moving at that moment.

because……

They are dead.

Under the influence of "severe fear," even a cultivator of You Ming's level would feel extremely uncomfortable.

These ordinary people simply cannot withstand the emotion of "severe fear".

Of course, any emotion, when brought to such an extreme level, is beyond the capacity of ordinary people to bear.

The faces of the fleeing soldiers who died in fear were extremely distorted, their eyes wide open with dilated pupils, devoid of any life, only a deathly emptiness.

"Boom."

The sky suddenly turned incredibly gloomy the moment these chaotic soldiers died.

The feeling of being watched by the Heavenly Dao was even stronger.

Although You Ming did not kill these mortals through magic or supernatural powers, and the Heavenly Dao could not detect the existence of these cheat codes, in the darkness, the Heavenly Dao could sense that the deaths of these mortals were inextricably linked to You Ming.

The once silent sky was suddenly torn apart, streaks of lightning ripped across the horizon, followed by rolling thunder, as if announcing some inevitable judgment.

Heaven is angry!
The Heavenly Dao hangs high above the heads of all cultivators, controlling their every move.

Otherwise, the current state of the human world would definitely not be what it is today. Those cultivators with supreme power would have long ago enslaved ordinary people.

In the blink of an eye, a torrential downpour began, making a deafening sound.

The aura of torrential rain and thunder surged through You Ming's body, as if the wrath of heaven and earth had permeated every inch of his skin and every bone.

"This is calamity."

You Ming knew that no matter what choice he made, he would have to face this calamity.

If he lets these rebel troops go, he will not be able to overcome his conscience, and he will be trapped at this level forever.

But choosing to follow one's heart means facing the punishment of Heaven and the resentment of those dead and chaotic soldiers.

Because they are also part of all living beings.

As this thought arose in his mind, his heart gradually grew heavy.

You Ming felt an inexplicable pressure surging towards him from all directions. Resentment, endless pain and despair extended from every dead soldier, like an invisible net tightly surrounding him.

This resentment did not dissipate with his death; instead, it transformed into a heavy force that entangled him.

His body began to tremble involuntarily, as if an invisible force was tearing at his divine form and twisting his divine appearance. That heavy burden made his divine power gradually become sluggish, as if he were carrying the souls of countless dead, crushing everything he had.

Immortals fear the laws of Heaven, and gods revere all living beings. You Ming has offended both of them with this move.

(End of this chapter)