Hei Fengshen's infinite deduction to become a saint

Chapter 95 Xuan Yuan Daoist, Merit Obstructs Tribulation

Kunpeng Daoist's face was extremely ugly; Nuwa was treating him like a slave.

His forehead veins bulged, and he finally took a deep breath.

Nuwa was a saint of the demon race, and although he was a demon master of the demon race, he was still a step behind.

When Emperor Fuxi attained enlightenment, Nuwa forced him to hand over the Luo River Book, at which point he completely lost face.

His eyes shifted, revealing a chilling resentment within them. "Hmph, go if you want, but don't expect me to do my best."

A faint glimmer appeared in the auspicious clouds above his head, and a black flag flashed and fell to the ground.

It is the legendary Northern Xuan Yuan Water Control Flag, and also the most important innate item in Kunpeng's hands.

A hint of helplessness flashed in his eyes; he had long since slashed the Northern Xuan Yuan Water Control Flag into a monstrous corpse.

In a flash, it transformed into human form, and a precious pearl appeared in Kunpeng's hand.

Once this item is produced, it can freeze everything in a region, and even time and space can be forcibly frozen. It is his number one weapon for killing.

With a wave of his hand, the Northern Darkness Frost Pearl fell into the hands of the evil corpse.

Kunpeng Daoist looked at the evil corpse—Xuanyuan Daoist.

"Let's go to the underworld. Just put on a show; there's no need to offend Houtu."

Xuan Yuan Daoist's face was stern, like a statue of ice, and he coldly said, "Good!"

With a flash, he tore through the void and entered the underworld.

Great beings like the Grand Luo Golden Immortals can travel back and forth in the void with a thought, no longer limited by the space-time constraints of ordinary escape techniques.

Moreover, the world today is not the ancient, primordial era, and spacetime is far less stable than in the primordial era, making it naturally easier for them to enter and exit the Netherworld.

In just two breaths, Xuan Yuan Daoist had already descended upon Samsara.

Seeing the many powerful figures fighting against each other, Xuan Yuan Daoist directly threw away the Northern Darkness Pearl.

The Northern Darkness Pearl, carrying immense chill, crashed directly into the Twelve Heavenly Arrays.

Boom!

The pearl struck the great formation, instantly unleashing countless bursts of cold energy that spread like a torrent.

This chilling coldness froze everything, freezing the surrounding space and time, but this power also stimulated reincarnation.

A powerful force erupted from the cycle of reincarnation, easily blocking the further spread of the chill.

The underworld formation also blocked the spread of the chill.

The operation of the Twelve Yuan Chen Grand Array was affected, but the effect of the Underworld Cycle Authority began to take effect.

With a clicking sound like gears grinding, the operation of the Twelve Yuan Chen Grand Array tore through the endless chill.

However, many Asuras inside the Twelve Yuan Chen Formation were affected by the cold and were frozen into icicles.

Randeng's eyes lit up; he saw an opportunity. He immediately increased the amount of magic power he channeled, making the three treasures even more powerful.

The Twelve Yuan Chen Grand Array was under pressure from all sides and showed signs of collapse.

Li Changshou watched from a distance, knowing that the great formation was nearing its limit.

With the help of the power of reincarnation, the underworld, and the twelve Sea-Stabilizing Pearls, they managed to withstand the attacks of two Great Luo Golden Immortals, the fierce assault of countless Asura armies, and the baptism of lightning tribulations. The two heavens have already performed beyond their normal capabilities.

Seeing that the Twelve Yuan Chen Formation was showing signs of breaking, the Twelve Witch Gods also began to act, and the merit in their bodies surged forth.

Merit instantly poured into the entire heavens, and in an instant, the heavens shone with a dark golden light, and the golden light of merit enveloped the surface of the heavens.

The Twelve Heavenly Arrays stabilized instantly, and even the attacks of two Great Luo Golden Immortals and countless Asuras could no longer shake the heavens.

The Taoist Ran Deng's expression changed drastically, his sinister eyes filled with boundless rage. "How is this possible? Where did they get such great merit?"

"Killing those who have accumulated merit will burden me with karmic debt, and my cultivation will regress."

On the other side, Xuan Yuan Daoist's pupils also contracted. "Such profound merit is almost comparable to that of several Buddhas in the West."

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His expression was extremely solemn, for merit held immense value in the eyes of these ancient beings.

Killing someone will not incur karmic consequences, and will be untouched by any law. No one dares to provoke such a person easily, otherwise they will be burdened by karma and suffer a calamity when the consequences come.

At best, it could cause a decline in cultivation; at worst, it could lead to death.

The Twelve Witch Gods' move took everyone by surprise, and their originally fierce offensive came to an instant halt.

For a moment, everyone was hesitant and timid, knowing that if they really killed someone who had done good deeds, the consequences would be severe.

Li Changshou watched from afar and sneered, "Merit is the best talisman."

"As long as I don't go against the will of Heaven, and as long as everything I do is in accordance with the will of Heaven, you really can't do anything to me in the short term."

At this moment, in the Lesser Netherworld of the Twelve Heavens, Houtu's avatars frowned, a trace of worry flashing in their eyes.

Her clone flashed to the front of the twelve witch gods, looked at them and said in a heavy voice, "The Taoist priest above has the aura of the Northern Xuan Yuan Water Control Flag."

"I have seen the fluctuations of this thing before; it was used by Kunpeng in both of the Lich Wars."

"Now it seems that he was either the good or evil corpse that Kunpeng killed. Given his cautious nature, he would not usually make a move. It must have been Nuwa who sent him."

"A saint has made a move, but the other Western religious leader you are worried about has not yet appeared. Don't let your guard down."

"That person attained enlightenment through the forty-eight great vows and was most adept at dealing with merits."

The Twelve Divine Spirits nodded silently, "Understood, we're waiting for him."

In the lesser netherworld, there is a vast ocean of karma.

This is the result of three thousand years of accumulation, and it even extracted a portion of the karmic ocean beneath the cycle of reincarnation.

It accounts for a full one-tenth of the total volume of the entire ocean of karma.

The Twelve Devas are the final step in the eternal cycle of the underworld, and their purpose is to thoroughly purify this one-tenth of karma.

This step is also the last resort to save lives; once completed, it will be a world-shaking event.

He now has two choices.

If danger arises again, he will immediately exhaust all his reserved vow power and use the "Salvation Vow Power Incense Golden Lotus Mantra" hidden deep within the Twelve Devas to erase all this karma at once, exchanging it for a massive amount of merit to overcome the final crisis.

If no danger arises, he will absorb a large amount of willpower after he passes through, allowing the twelve witch gods to quickly break through to the third-rank witch god level and enter the Golden Immortal level in the following years. At that time, he will slowly improve the cycle of karma conversion.

At this moment, the attack outside paused for a few breaths, and Daoist Styx launched another attack. Most of the sea of ​​blood pressed forward, and he was going all out for the opportunity to prove his Dao.

The three incarnations unleashed their full power, and countless Asuras erupted with their full strength. The other three marshals of equal rank to Indra, Vishnu, Rutora, and the Demon Mother, also rushed into the fray.

However, the Twelve Yuan Chen Grand Array is shrouded in the merit of the Twelve Heavens, making it as solid as a Buddhist kingdom. In particular, the Asuras are greatly suppressed under the radiance of merit.

The situation was rapidly shifting in favor of the Twelve Witch Gods. They were only three breaths away from completely transforming into Fifth-Rank True Gods, and victory seemed imminent.

The underworld, the twelve heavens, the cycle of reincarnation, and the eighteen levels of hell are all connected. Under the shroud of the cyclical authority, their fortunes are gradually coalescing into one. A more stable trend is emerging, and an invisible force is suppressing all intruders.

Just then, a Taoist priest in a plain robe silently descended upon the sky above Samsara. He held a seven-colored branch in his hand and looked down with calm eyes.

A soft yet resonant voice rang out, filled with mysterious energy, as if it would enlighten countless beings.

"Fellow Daoists, listen to my words. If you rashly start a war, you will incur karmic consequences. It would be better to invite these twelve fellow Daoists to join my Western Sect, where my Western Sect can control the power of the gods."

The Western Sect's Master Zhunti has descended!