Dao Cheng Gui Xian

Chapter 646 Using resentment to extinguish wishes, forcibly placed on the table

An incense burner hangs horizontally, pressing down on Wu Qinghe's head.

As Li Wushou bowed deeply, the golden dragon within the incense burner, imbued with the power of all beings' wishes and the power of the netherworld, suddenly soared into the air and flew out of the incense burner.

Looking down at the figure of "Wu Qinghe", the golden dragon opened its mouth and let out a dragon roar.

The dragon's roar was a buzzing sound, but upon closer listening, it was discovered that it was not a single sound.

Instead, countless beings spoke in unison, shouting:

"May Heaven grant me my death!"

Wu Qinghe's immense aura suddenly descended, and it seemed that the power of all beings' wishes was not acting on the other party's physical body, but directly on the other party's life imprint.

This has nothing to do with Taoist practices or the physical body.

If a person's life imprint cannot withstand the prayers of all beings, then that person will be directly erased.

With a slight frown, "Wu Qinghe" showed a pained expression on her face.

But then, a hint of anger appeared on his face!

Because this triggered His most painful memory.

When the First Dragon created the world, he was born from him. He was the only one, the most devout believer of the First Dragon, and followed the First Dragon to fight everywhere.

Those innate spirits were either killed or imprisoned.

How many traumas he suffered?
Countless were on the verge of death!

Unexpectedly, not long after pacifying the world, the First Emperor secretly created another world, intending to create reincarnation!
Living beings can cultivate themselves to perfection through the cycle of birth and death, thus making the Great Dao attainable for everyone.

The Heavenly Emperor was born at that time.

Everyone appreciates the righteousness of the First Emperor, but how unfair is all of this to Him?

If everyone can aspire to the Great Dao, then what has been the purpose of His years of conquering the south and north and annihilating the innate spirits?
He was unwilling and resentful!
It wasn't until the Heavenly Emperor reached into His realm that He made up His mind.

Since the First Emperor has betrayed his original aspiration, let Him alone persevere.

After millions of years of waiting, He finally got his chance.

The heavens and earth of the Emperor were also conquered and swallowed up by Him, leaving only a few fragments to survive in the world. The Ancestral Dragon also died because of this, and He inherited everything as he wished, and even went further.

I thought it wouldn't be long before I could devour everything.

What He didn't expect was that there was a hidden wound on the body of the Ancestral Dragon that He had never known about.

When He inherited the body of the Ancestral Dragon, the pressure brought by this hidden injury suddenly descended upon His mind.

At that very moment, the Heavenly Emperor, through the power of the collective will, severely wounded Him!
Just one step away!
This step took Him tens of thousands of years to complete.

Therefore, He unleashed wave after wave of calamities upon the heavens and earth.

And now, the heavens actually want to use this to fight against him?
With a cold snort, Wu Qinghe shouted in a chilling voice:
"It seems that all these years you've been busy hiding and running away, and in the end you've only used these same tricks?"

With a slight clench in her palm, the leather bag of Boyue, held in Wu Qinghe's hand, suddenly shattered, releasing a torrent of resentment.

The resentment of the gods upon their demise;
The despair of no hope in the path to immortality;
The helplessness of losing loved ones;
The resentment of the extinction of all living beings
Over tens of thousands of years, countless catastrophes have occurred, resulting in the deaths and injuries of countless lives.

Furthermore, there are also many accomplished cultivators and deities.

Even Li Wushou was somewhat shocked by the sight of all the resentment.

Wu Qinghe gazed at Li Wushou, who stood with his hands behind his back, and solemnly said in a soft voice:
“I, in the form of the heavens, proclaim to all living beings that their suffering is caused by the one and only Heaven.”

Upon hearing this, the incessant roaring resentment eerily fell silent.

Wu Qinghe said softly again:
"May the imperial roof be auspicious, bringing good fortune to the world!"

Suddenly, a surge of resentment erupted, and they shouted in unison:
"May the imperial roof be auspicious, bringing good fortune to the world!"

The divine space suddenly trembled, and the golden incense burner, which carried many wishes, was overturned.

Terrifying resentment soared into the sky, relentlessly assaulting the golden incense burner.

The resentment was complex and varied, though not as pure as the will of all beings. Yet, this resentment seemed endless, like giant waves on the sea, one higher than the next.

Suddenly, a crisp "crack" was heard, and the golden incense burner shattered.

The yellow clay incense burner that had been placed on the incense table since Li Wushou awoke was completely obliterated into the void.

Li Wushou's expression changed drastically, but he had no time to think about anything else.

The backlash from the wishes of all beings caused immense suffering, even though the old beggar bore almost the entire burden. As the incense burner collapsed, even Li Wushou's mind began to endure tremendous pain.

Gritting his teeth, Li Wushou bent over again.

With a solemn expression, he said again in a loud voice:
"May Heaven grant me my death!"

No sooner had she finished speaking than Wu Qinghe in front of her gave a cold snort.

"Stubborn!"

The next instant, a vast expanse of eerie mist rose from Wu Qinghe's body, coalescing into a mysterious mist avatar. At the same time, numerous resentful thoughts converged, forming a giant, gray-black axe.

The Mysterious Mist Avatar gripped the giant axe with both hands and slashed through the air at the golden dragon of the masses, which raised its head in an attempt to echo Li Wushou's wishes.

There was a soft "hiss" sound.

The enormous dragon head snapped off with a resounding crash!

Before the dragon's head could even land, it was annihilated in mid-air by the swarming resentment, and the same was true for the enormous dragon body.

Nevertheless, this also led to the dissipation of a great deal of resentment.

But the resentment seemed to have gone mad, still disregarding everything, determined to annihilate all the power of the collective will.

As a result, the giant axe continued its momentum, hacking at the incense and gold net densely covering the divine aperture space.

With a "bang," the golden net shattered.

A large hole was also torn open in the divine space behind the golden net.

The heavens and earth trembled, and Li Wushou immediately felt a will of heaven and earth that was completely different from the divine aperture space, rushing into the divine aperture space along the large hole.

In an instant, this will of heaven and earth filled the divine aperture space and surrounded the low mountain.

The will of heaven and earth surrounded Wu Qinghe, and at this moment, the vastness of the sky completely descended.

Li Wushou watched helplessly as this unfolded, powerless to stop it.

Almost the instant Cang's will of heaven and earth penetrated into the divine aperture space, the old beggar's head on his left and right shoulders exploded with two loud "bangs".

The next moment, the overwhelming backlash of collective wishes, which drove people almost mad, resounded through their minds.

Even someone as powerful as Li Wushou's eyes turned bloodshot in an instant, and human faces kept emerging from his flesh and blood, roaring incessantly:

"I want to live"

"I want eternal life."

"If I eat you, I will live forever."

"Heavens above, it's all your fault!"

"You deserve to die"

Roars emanated from Li Wushou's body, which suddenly grew taller, but became increasingly unlike a human, even less human than the Buddha body that Blood Buddha had created from remnants of corpses.

Because at least the Blood Buddha still resembled a human body, while Li Wushou at this moment looked more like a pile of corpses haphazardly stacked together.

Wu Qinghe gazed at Li Wushou, who still retained a sliver of reason and continued to struggle.

He naturally knew that Li Wushou at this moment was not being manipulated by the divine will of the Heavenly Emperor.

Walking slowly to Li Wushou's side, "Wu Qinghe" nodded slightly in praise:
"Good willpower!"

"Worship me now, and when I reopen the world, you may live forever under my command!"

Li Wushou was trying his best to manipulate the membrane to firmly trap the blood and flesh inside his body that were in turmoil due to the backlash.

Upon hearing Cang's words, Li Wushou glanced with difficulty at the body of "Wu Qinghe" out of the corner of his eye. At this moment, he was even somewhat dazed.

Unexpectedly, after parting ways at the Innate Tomb, the two met again in such a state.

For some reason, Li Wushou revealed a trace of sadness.

Then, a murderous intent surged in his eyes.

Looking at "Wu Qinghe", he shouted sternly:

"Don't even think about it! You!"

Before she could finish speaking, Wu Qinghe slowly raised her hand, snapped her fingers, and then Li Wushou's body exploded with a "bang".

Blood and flesh splattered everywhere, covering the entire courtyard.

Wu Qinghe said calmly:
"If you refuse, then die!"

Cang saw the emotions in Li Wushou's eyes regarding His possession of his body.

He has lived for so long that he can tell at a glance that Li Wushou will not submit to Him because of Wu Qinghe's physical body.

Since that's the case, why waste any more time?
Once He has completely annihilated Huangtian, it will be as easy as lifting a finger to cultivate a Li Wushou.

Walking up to the door of the thatched hut, Wu Qinghe gently pushed it open and stepped inside.

The room was empty except for a three-legged square table.

In a few steps, Wu Qinghe walked to the square table.

He sat down opposite the old beggar and said softly:
"Heavens above, it's time to get going."

(End of this chapter)