Hei Fengshen's infinite deduction to become a saint

Li Changshou stared intently at Jinbie Island, his face filled with horror.

On the auspicious clouds, mysterious phenomena appeared one after another.

The auspicious cloud of Daoist Duobao was composed of thousands of rays of light, each of which seemed to be a magical artifact or treasure.

These magical artifacts and treasures formed a gigantic Dharma body, a deity with a thousand arms.

Upon closer inspection, each of those treasures was incredibly eerie, all crafted from flesh, bones, internal organs, and various other materials.

The body of this Daoist Duobao appears to be composed of countless flesh and bones, completely invisible from the outside, but can only be discerned upon close observation.

Li Changshou felt his stomach churn and almost vomited.

His gaze fell upon the top of the clouds, on a hazy yellow auspicious cloud, where a golden goblet shimmered. Inside the goblet was a hazy yellow current of energy, within which seemed to float endless corpses.

Each of the Ten Heavenly Kings had a formation floating above its head.

In the crimson sand formation, the sky is filled with crimson sand. Upon closer inspection, each grain of sand is a drop of dried flesh and blood, exuding a soul-stirring and bone-corroding power.

The more I looked, the colder my heart became. All these treasures of the powerful seemed to be made up of countless flesh and bones.

He couldn't imagine how many lives these beings had taken to forge those powerful magical artifacts and formations in their hands.

Just as Li Changshou was filled with shock, a figure of boundless radiance appeared on Golden Turtle Island. It was a figure sitting cross-legged on a green lotus.

The young man stood tall and proud, with a mysterious phantom appearing behind him and auspicious clouds shimmering above his head, a pure blue radiance.

However, within that radiance, countless fragments of souls could be faintly seen, like a blue ocean rising and falling with the tides, swallowing and spitting out the heavens and earth, seizing all life from the world.

After just one glance, Li Changshou felt a wave of dizziness. He lowered his head frantically, no longer daring to make the slightest mistake.

A majestic and cold voice rang in their ears.

"The Dao is to seize the single thread of heavenly secrets!"

"..."

The resounding sermon echoed throughout the East Sea, its magic penetrating the minds of all the Jie Sect cultivators.

In that instant, countless strange phenomena surged between heaven and earth.

Golden lotuses sprang from the ground, celestial maidens scattered flowers, dragons, phoenixes, and cranes cried out, and auspicious clouds filled the sky, but upon closer inspection, Li Changshou was covered in cold sweat.

Golden lotuses rose from all directions, each one incredibly eerie, covered in bizarre patterns, as if deities were feasting on a plate of living beings.

The celestial maiden scattered petals of leathery flowers, each flower representing a different kind of life-giving leather.

Those celestial maidens were all eerie skeletons dressed in celestial robes with flowing long hair.

As for the auspicious clouds filling the sky, they seemed to be a pitch-black color mixed with blood, bones, and internal organs, and appeared to be composed of countless fragments of living organs.

The cries of dragons, phoenixes, and cranes carried an eerie sound, pleasant to the ear, yet carrying a strange chill.

As the sermon echoed, all the Jie Sect cultivators present were immersed in a state of profound understanding.

Depending on the method of practice, what one sees and hears will also differ.

As Li Changshou listened to the voice containing boundless power, countless pieces of information surged into his mind.

He felt an unprecedented fear, as if he were about to be assimilated by the voice and to submit to its doctrines.

Li Changshou had no idea what to do. He felt that his cultivation method was in conflict with the message of this sermon.

Li Changshou felt dizzy and disoriented, as if his mind was being transformed and influenced by these mysterious principles.

Seeing that he seemed to be completely losing himself, I felt a slight tremor in my heart, and countless pieces of information seemed to find their destination, rushing into the deepest part of his soul.

That was the direction of the Jade Disc of Creation, and all the information was swallowed up by the Jade Disc of Creation.

The eerie sound's effect on him vanished instantly, and Li Changshou broke out in a cold sweat.

He dared not make any move, but pretended to be engrossed, focusing all his attention on the Jade Disc of Creation.

Within the Jade Disc of Creation, countless strange runes deposited at the very bottom of the information world began to change.

The devoured sermon information converged in one place, and countless runes naturally began to gather, revealing a majestic and terrifying figure.

It was none other than the Tongtian Daoist, but the mysterious phantom behind him.

It was a terrifying being without a face, with eerie blue skin and four arms extending from its body. Each arm was an ancient sword of a different color, exuding four different sword intents.

The figure was dressed in a strange ancient robe, covered with countless blue downy hairs. Behind the robe was a strange blue lotus flower, with a blue eye in the center of the lotus.

The four-armed Taoist sat cross-legged, surrounded by four infinitely terrifying sword energies, seemingly intent on destroying the world, killing all living beings, and seizing their last chance of survival.

Li Changshou trembled as he watched. He discovered that countless runes around the figure were naturally converging and transforming into various strange phenomena, all of which were influenced by him.

Those were runes he had collected from countless books, runes that possessed power, yet now they seemed to be guarding a deity.

Li Changshou gained a new understanding of how terrifying the Tongtian Daoist was.

"It's terrifying. The mere phantom of information constructed from the voice of preaching can influence countless runes of heaven and earth."

"Can I really survive this great calamity of the Investiture of the Gods?"

At this moment, Li Changshou was filled with confusion about the future.

The sermon lasted for an hour, until the magical voice faded away, and Li Changshou finally breathed a sigh of relief.

He was terrified that Tongtian Daoren would notice his unusual behavior.

Soaked in cold sweat, he tried his best to keep a normal expression as he looked up at Golden Turtle Island.

The illusory figure there was magnificent and tall, its indifferent eyes sweeping over everyone.

"Disciples, heed my command! Now, all the immortals in the world are committing a bloody calamity in the mortal realm."

"The gods are not manifest, cause and effect are in disarray, and order is unclear."

"It is a time when Heaven unleashes its killing intent, the stars shift and the earth unleashes its killing intent, dragons and snakes rise from the land, and people unleash their killing intent, a time of upheaval and upheaval."

"The Jade Emperor advised the Dao Ancestor Hongjun to allow people from the three religions to enter the Heavenly Court as gods, manage the order of heaven and earth, and bring peace to all living beings."

"But the path of the gods is complicated and subject to the control of the Heavenly Palace, which is not as carefree as the path of the immortals."

"Our Jie Sect has the most members. If we really want to enter the Heavenly Court, our Jie Sect will definitely occupy 90% of the spots."

"I was unable to resolve my disputes with the other two religions, so the Taoist Ancestor allowed cause and effect to flow on their own."

"Anyone who lacks willpower and gets caught up in this mortal world's killing calamities will be considered a weakling, destined to be listed on the Investiture of the Gods and become a god in the Heavenly Court."

"Those with superior aptitude, quietly recite the Yellow Court Classic, and their calamities will pass naturally."

"Either survive the killing or the tribulation, or you will overcome this tribulation."

"I have summoned you here today to discuss this matter."

"You all should take care of yourselves. This sermon is now concluded."

As the words fell softly, the magnificent figure vanished, leaving all the immortals and gods of the Jie Sect filled with worry.

Daoist Youhai looked at Li Changshou, "Wuming, what should we do?"

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