Dao Cheng Gui Xian

Chapter 625 Then Slay Them All

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The Paper Goddess cried out in alarm.

The population of Yanwu City is well over ten million.
If there are so many people, and if, as the Blood Buddha said, he is for everyone, how long would it take to kill them all?
Moreover, although these people's pupils flashed with the brilliance of the Blood Buddha, it did not mean that killing them would kill the Blood Buddha.

She was a practitioner of the divine path, so this scene was not unfamiliar to her.

These people are like the followers of the Blood Buddha, who can be reborn in their bodies at any time.

Besides Yanwu City, are there no other places like this?
If she were a Blood Buddha, she would at least have this flesh-and-blood Daoist technique spread throughout the Yanwu Domain.

Even the Goddess of Paper felt a sense of unease upon thinking about this.

She had just gained a clearer understanding of the Second Master's strength. She was naturally not worried that the Second Master would be unable to defeat the Blood Buddha, but faced with such strange Taoist magic, the Second Master would probably have a difficult time.

And he wasn't sure if it was just his imagination, but he always felt that these people were different from the corpses in the Wu family mansion.

These people do not seem to have died completely; they have simply been enslaved by the Blood Buddha and become his followers.

But the second master insisted that they were not living people.

Could it be?

The paper goddess was shaken, and her lips parted slightly.

After a long pause, he spoke into his voice to Li Wushou:

"Second Master, should I return to Fengling Dao to gather manpower and besiege the entire Yanwu Domain?"

These words were spoken with unwavering conviction, but by the end, they were tinged with a chilling murderous intent.

If her guess was true, the Second Master was determined to kill.

So, the massacre of a region wouldn't be something unacceptable to her.

But this is not as simple as just slaughtering a domain.

Within these people, a blood Buddha might very well awaken at any moment.

For those people from the Sealed Spirit Path, it would be extremely difficult to completely violate the Sealed Spirit Path. They might even be defeated one by one by the Blood Buddha, suffering heavy casualties.

But the Paper Goddess, having sensed that Li Wushou might have such intentions, has already begun to disregard the cost.

The Second Master is such a kind person, yet he was forced into such a predicament by the Blood Buddha. This Blood Buddha truly deserves to die!
Upon hearing the Paper Goddess's question, Li Wushou smiled knowingly, shook his head slightly, and replied:
"No need, it's not that complicated."

After finishing speaking, Li Wushou looked down at the vast Yanwu City and calmly said:
Who in this world dares to claim immortality?

Who dares to claim invincibility?

"What a boastful tone, Blood Buddha!"

As he spoke, Li Wushou slowly raised his palm.

A layer of dark clouds instantly enveloped the sky above Yanwu City, filling it with a sense of oppressive unease, as if the sky were about to collapse.

With a slight grasp as always, folds appeared in the void, and the blazing flames that had burned for over a thousand years on the beacon towers at the four corners of Yanwu City emitted a hissing sound and instantly vanished into nothingness.

Immediately afterwards, large sections of the inscriptions engraved around the city gate began to crumble.

A series of muffled rumbling sounds echoed throughout Yanwu City.

Millions of people stood throughout Yanwu City, straining to look in Li Wushou's direction, their eyes flashing with astonishment, and shouted in unison:

"Li Wushou, these people aren't dead. You want to kill them all? Zhenhai won't allow you to do that!"

The incense and prayers offered by these people while they are alive are enough to alleviate the suffering of a battlefield during a great upheaval in the world.

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A thousand words are like a single voice; so many people spoke, their voices were so loud that even the dark clouds in the sky trembled.

But before he could finish speaking, Li Wushou interrupted him.

"Since the Blood Buddha is so compassionate, why not free their minds?"

Upon hearing this, Blood Buddha's breath caught in his throat.

He then spoke again and replied:
“In the past, I was unaware of the Second Master’s power, and fortunately, no major mistake was made. A great change in the world could happen at any time, and it is precisely the time for the Sealing Spirit Path and the Flame Martial Domain to join forces. Let’s let this matter rest. I am willing to compensate the Second Master. What do you say?”

Li Wushou's expression remained unchanged upon hearing this.

There was no intention to reply; they simply asked another question casually:
"Is the Blood Buddha unwilling to relinquish their minds?"

Blood Buddha was naturally unwilling. These people could not only help him stabilize the Holy Domain Buddha Kingdom, but also serve as a warm bed for his flesh and blood, allowing his Nine Buddha Body to advance further.

Thinking of this, Blood Buddha's mind stirred, and thousands of people knelt on the ground, praying to Li Wushou.

"We want to live, please spare our lives, Second Master."

"Please, Second Master, have mercy!"

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For a time, cries of pleas for mercy echoed throughout Yanwu City.

Seeing this, Blood Buddha was about to speak when he heard Li Wushou murmur again:

"Since they're unwilling, then let's just wipe them all out!"

Although the sound was soft, it instantly spread throughout Yanwu City.

After an eerie silence, Yanwu City erupted in loud cursing.

"Li Wushou, you'll die a horrible death!" "Li Wushou, how cruel you are!"

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Li Wushou stared at these people, his expression unchanged.

Although he pitied these mortals, he was also the ancestor who controlled the mind.

He saw right through these people's state at a glance.

These people are only alive in their physical bodies, not in their souls.

The Blood Buddha's method of enslaving minds is far more cruel than his divine control talismans. Once these people are enslaved, they have lost their minds and become believers of the Blood Buddha Temple.

In the hearts of these people, there is nothing else but the Blood Buddha!
This is why he said these people are not living people.

Despite the crowd's outrage at this moment, it's all just a facade under the control of the Blood Buddha.

All of this could not escape the discerning eyes of Li Wushou, who had the mind of the heavens in his belly.

With a resolute mind, Li Wushou struck down with his palm.

Dark clouds loom over the city, and the city is about to crumble.

The entire Yanwu City was instantly reduced to nothingness, and the cursing crowd was crushed into mincemeat.

A thick, pungent stench of blood shot straight into the sky, evaporating into a blood cloud in the scorching climate of the Yanwu Domain, before suddenly a shower of blood rained down.

Li Wushou watched this scene without joy or sorrow.

Just as he slapped his palm down, a buzzing sound suddenly rang out from the western part of the Yanwu Domain, near the Xuanhuang Domain, and a white wind swept up.

This wind is extremely fast!

Upon closer inspection, they turned out to be tiny white-boned cicadas, each about the size of a thumb.

The moment they rushed into the Flame Martial Domain, the swarm of white bone cicadas swept through the region like locusts.

All believers whose minds were controlled by the Blood Buddha were instantly devoured.

Meanwhile, in the north of the Yanwu Domain, towards the direction of the Golden Light Domain.

A giant red and yellow lark took flight, its wings blotting out the sky and exuding an aura of reverence. It was the true spirit of Zhu Liuli, whose spirit had been controlled by the old beggar.

With a tremor, countless red sparrows flew down and rushed into the bodies of the people controlled by the Blood Buddha.

On the other side, on the east coast where Li Wushou had just arrived, riding the waves.

A golden cloud drifted in from the sea, and a deity wearing a crown and a golden robe stood atop the incense-filled golden cloud, accompanied by a group of celestial beings.

Gazing towards the direction of the Flame Martial Domain, the golden-robed deity pointed downwards and commanded:
"The Second Master's decree: Sweep away the Yanwu Domain."

The gods received the command and responded:

"As you command, Second Master!"

Li Wushou had just left the foot of Yin Yang Mountain.

The old beggar, accompanied by an excited Chen Gou'er, stood in a village littered with rotting corpses, fiddling with an altar.

The altar was very simple in design, consisting of just four solitary pillars.

The materials used were rocks from the low mountain in Li Wushou's divine aperture.

After the four pillars were stacked, the old beggar waved his sleeve, and the three-legged square table of the Three Immortals Pavilion appeared between the four stone pillars.

Chen Gou'er, who was already impatient, suddenly jumped up and sat steadily on the three-legged square table.

He urged the old beggar:

"Hurry! Hurry! Could Blood Buddha have killed Li Wushou?"

The old beggar glared at Chen Gou'er with annoyance and scolded him:
"What's the rush? I paid a huge price for Li Wushou to agree to give us all the benefits of the Blood Buddha."

Before the old beggar could finish speaking, a sob was heard.

Then they saw Chen Gou'er sitting at the square table, wiping away tears, somewhat speechless. The old beggar asked:
"why are you crying?"

Chen Gou'er wiped his eyes, unable to hide his smile, and said directly:
“I am so touched, old beggar, no, old man, the Blood Buddha has given me all the benefits, I am so happy, I will definitely repay you.”

"That's pretty much it!"

The old beggar stroked his long beard and nodded repeatedly.

The fact that Chen Gou'er knows how to be grateful shows that he has grown up.

Just as he was about to praise Chen Gou'er, he suddenly froze, and loudly corrected him:
"The benefits of the Blood Buddha were given to you and me, but who said they were all given to you?"

"They're all the same, they're all the same."

After a quarrel, the old beggar became solemn.

Take out the incense burner from the altar in the Three Immortals Pavilion, offer three sticks of incense, and place them in Chen Gou'er's palm, holding them up.

Chen Gou'er shifted his body, becoming unusually dignified.

Perhaps thinking of the taste of Blood Buddha's flesh, a puddle of saliva involuntarily dripped from the corner of his mouth.

Li Wushou, who was thousands of miles away, was fully aware of all of this.

Looking down at the constantly writhing and gathering mass of flesh, Li Wushou said softly:
"End it!"

(End of this chapter)