From the Carp that Brings Children to the Celestial Officials

Chapter 444 The Great Vow

In addition, Youming's physical body and will seem to have undergone subtle changes.

The power of lightning, wind, and fire left faint purple-gold patterns on his skin, but they quickly disappeared.

He clenched his fist slightly, and when he exerted force with his knuckles, the air was squeezed and produced a subtle popping sound, even causing the rocks beneath his feet to dent slightly.

This is pure physical strength.

You Ming is a very traditional cultivator. He pursues physical resilience and abundant source energy, and does not rely on his physical body to fight others.

But at this moment, a faint membrane seemed to appear on the surface of his body.

At the same time, that membrane seemed to extend out into meridians, densely covering and intertwining his body.

It seemed to transform into a tough inner armor, tightly encasing every inch of his flesh and blood.

Any harm that falls upon him will first be broken down by this membrane, and eventually most of it will be eliminated.

This means that his physical body has become much more robust, making him even more difficult to kill.

At the same time, his mind was also completely clear.

The soul, which had been constantly shaken by the Three Yin Soul-Eating Wind, was now as clear as if it had been washed by a spring, and the pale golden spiritual light was several times brighter than before.

You Ming closed his eyes, and his divine sense instantly spread out, covering a radius of a thousand miles.

Compared to before, the coverage area hasn't improved much, but everything seems to have become clearer.

He can accurately capture the maple leaves of Pingliang County, the sound of flowing water in the distant stream, and the surging of magma underground.

He felt more at peace than ever before, and even felt he could gain many insights from these details.

Most importantly, his [Willpower] attribute, after a brief period of confusion, increased from 6 points to 7 points.

The change in his [Willpower] attribute was not brought about by external tribulations, but rather by his passing the second mental trial at the [Tribulation] level.

Even the Heavenly Dao could not change his will, so after he survived this mental tribulation, his [Will] attribute underwent a tremendous transformation.

The further you progress in any attribute, the harder it becomes to improve.

Changing from 6 o'clock to 7 o'clock is much more difficult than changing from 1 o'clock to 6 o'clock.

You Ming looked ahead and saw tens of thousands of corpses lying haphazardly everywhere.

Some of them were even submerged in water, making the already narrow Baisha River even more crowded.

A solitary stone bridge stands across the Baisha River.

The maple trees on the south bank are growing lushly. Fine rain falls, but the maple leaves float in the air like flames. Each maple leaf is life's last burning in autumn, its color fiery yet gradually withering away.

Combined with the corpse before them, it all looked like a bizarre and absurd painting.

【Maple Bridge in the Night Rain】!
This is the name of the calamity that befell You Ming.

He had previously asked around to find out where Fengqiao was, but to no avail.

However, when you deliberately seek solutions to these calamities, you only find yourself empty-handed. On the contrary, if you let things take their natural course, everything will eventually come to pass.

Maple Bridge in the Night Rain – even the name itself seems to carry the chill of autumn and a sense of melancholy.

Maple leaves fall in autumn, representing the fragility and impermanence of life, and an unavoidable change in nature.

These maple leaves are like the ordinary people who were killed.

Faced with a ferocious and chaotic army, their lives were as fragile as autumn leaves.

But at the same time, in You Ming's eyes, those rebel troops were no different.

He killed them all in the blink of an eye.

Similarly, in the face of the resentment of Heaven and all living beings, isn't Youming also vulnerable?
The laws of Heaven and the will of the people constrain immortals and gods; unless they are truly liberated, they will forever remain just one of the mortals. "Unfortunately, I don't want to be that leaf."

What I want to be is the branch.

Even when all the leaves have fallen, I must still hold fast to my principles.

You Ming suddenly laughed, a very happy laugh.

Choosing to become a maple leaf may allow one to hide oneself, but when the cold wind arrives, everything will turn to dust.

Only by adhering to one's own principles, even if one stands out when the maple leaves have all fallen, can one achieve lasting success, as long as one's roots remain firmly connected to the earth.

As You Ming gazed at the maple forest in the distance amidst the wind and rain, a myriad of thoughts raced through his mind.

A storm caused many more maple leaves to fall.

But You Ming knew that by next spring, these maple leaves would once again become lush and abundant.

Just as he was deep in thought, faint, twisted black shadows began to form in the void and began to drill into his divine body.

The gods fear the evil thoughts of living beings, as these will shorten their lifespan and plunge their will into chaos.

You Ming killed so many humans at once. The punishment from Heaven has passed, but the resentment has not dissipated.

"You have committed atrocities and slaughtered innocent people, yet you dare to be arrogant in front of me?"

"I really don't know what to say."

As You Ming gazed at these figures, he lowered his eyes slightly, and then a transparent sword materialized in his mind.

The sword flashed, instantly severing all these resentments.

However, these resentments were incredibly tenacious, and they quickly mended themselves, continuing to burrow into You Ming's body.

These grievances of sentient beings are not easy to resolve; otherwise, the gods would not be so afraid to even mention them.

“When you were alive, you killed innocent people indiscriminately and even ate them. You were no different from wild beasts.”

"Now that I'm dead, I consider myself one of all living beings."

"There's no such thing as a free lunch."

“From now on, I will kill all people like you in the world.”

You Ming looked at these resentful thoughts and slowly spoke.

His will was unwavering; even the heavens could not make him bow down, let alone these resentments.

You Ming spoke slowly, but as his voice echoed, it seemed as if the void itself resonated with it.

His power at this moment seemed to have made some kind of great vow, gaining a trace of recognition from heaven and earth.

As he spoke, his divine sense gradually spread out.

Countless flashes of inspiration followed, giving rise to endless scenes.

In these villages, one can clearly see smoke rising from chimneys, farmers tilling the fields, and women and children playing under the eaves.

"This is the will of millions of people. Compared to your petty gains, which is more important?"

Youming's voice suddenly rose in pitch, and the golden light on his divine body became even more intense.

"What you represent is nothing more than your own greed. What I protect is the peace of millions. To kill ten thousand of you for a thousand miles of peace, to slaughter a thousand of you for a safe and secure land—is this not a more profound expression of public opinion?"

The moment the words fell, Youming's divine body trembled violently. The resentful shadows that had been frantically entangled seemed to freeze at his words, as if their false facade had been pierced.

Deep within his sea of ​​consciousness, the primordial spiritual light suddenly exploded, and an unprecedented power spread from his soul to his limbs and bones.

(End of this chapter)