Inner Destroyer

　In a flash of lightning, the lower bodies of the eight hundred bhikkhunis were chopped off, their limbs were neatly severed, and in an instant they were cut into half human sticks that were unable to resist.

　This wasn't to kill her, but to suppress her abilities. Facing a monster as large as a demon or a fierce monster, even the slightest hesitation could lead to a counterattack.

　But even though their bodies were reduced to wreckage, the eight hundred nuns threw their heads back and laughed amid the sound of thunder.

　"Hahaha! You're so awesome, Master Leipu... You didn't even need the power of silver coins to beat me into this state... I'm impressed, I'm really impressed..."

　"What are you laughing laughing."

　Qi Xing also landed on the rocky shore with a stern look on his face.

　Binding spells had no effect on her, and the "Master" couldn't affect the apostles who shared the power of "Silver Coins." He could only rely on the most primitive methods to tear this crazy woman to pieces.

　Hope this stupid method works.

　"Stop talking nonsense."

　He says,

　"What exactly is your plan for all this? What are you up to? Who is that 'Silver Coin Messenger' behind you?"

　"Tell me what you want, and I'll give you a quick death. If you continue to resist, you've heard of the methods of 'Leip Zhenren'."

　The methods of "Master Lei Pu" were, of course, to fight violence with violence, to intimidate the evil. If he were determined to act, he would not only dig out the eggs of evil cultivators and extract the fetuses of demon women, but he would also capture their ancestors and refine them into weapons.

　Then again, if he really dismantled the incredible seedbed body of the Eight Hundred Bhikkhunis to refine weapons, he couldn't imagine what kind of weird things he would come up with.

　But even Qi Xing himself felt disgusted, so he didn't want to try it.

　Yet the eight hundred bhikkhunis seemed to hear nothing. Wuji Zhenchan had already battered her body to pieces, leaving it shattered and battered beyond repair, yet she continued to laugh hoarsely. Only after coughing up a few mouthfuls of blood did her laughter slowly cease.

　Then, she tilted her head slightly, and her tone suddenly became calm, even a little compassionate.

　"'Rip Master', I have indeed lost completely."

　"But this doesn't mean...that all of us, the White God's apostles and the Peacock King's disciples, are defeated by you."

　She raised her half-broken arm and gestured around, as if to signal,

　"What kind of myth do you think this 'inner world' represents?"

　Qi Xing remained alert and glanced around.

　Actually, this is not difficult to guess. After all, Qi Xing understands Japanese mythology.

　An endless sea of ​​blood-red amniotic fluid.

　A giant divine spear descended from the sky, stirring up the ocean tides.

　Isn’t this the creation myth in Japanese mythology - the "Sankoku Mythology"?

　The Kojiki records that the supreme god, Betsuten, bestowed upon the gods Izanagi and Izanami the "Spear of Heaven." The male and female gods, standing in the sky, thrust the spear into the sea, stirring it. When they lifted it, the water dripping from the spear tip condensed into an island.

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　The two gods landed on the island, erected a celestial pillar, and built a palace. The male god Izanagi joined his male essence to the female essence of the goddess Izanami. Thus, "yin and yang began to unite as husband and wife," and a child was born.

　They first gave birth to leeches, which were deformed and had no arms or legs. So the two gods put them in a reed boat and exiled them to the sea.

　Then they continued to give birth, and they gave birth to all eight islands of Japan, including Honshu, Kyushu, Shikoku, Awaji, Iki, Tsushima Island, Oki Islands, and Sado Island - this is the myth of Japan's founding.

　Indeed, Japan's creation myth tells the story of a male and female ancestral deity who, while on the sea, continuously engaged in sexual intercourse and gave birth to the nation. This is why it's academically known as the "spongeon" myth.

　Actually, there's nothing wrong with this. After all, compared to the African black uncles and the shooter creation myths that Romani played, the creation of the world through conjugal love and childbirth is a very healthy one.

　Now let's look back at the surrounding "inner world." The sea is the sea from the beginning of creation, the giant spear falling from the sky is the "Spear of Heaven"... and on the shore lies a dead water snake, its body as huge as a mountain.

　A sea of ​​blood, a divine spear stirring the sea, and the "corpse of a god" washed ashore.

　Strange, where did the dead snake at the end come from?

　"We, the True Buddhists, believers in the White God and disciples of the Maurya King, have always based our faith on a fundamental truth."

　The eight hundred bhikkhunis spoke, their tone sounding both a whisper and a divine revelation.

　"All the myths and religious stories in this world are, in essence, just reenactments of the struggle between the Maurya King and the gods from outer space."

　"The true creator of this world is the great White God, the Peacock King, and the True Buddha."

　"But this world is incomplete. Two thousand years ago, the 'Black God' descended from outer space, defeated our White God on Calvary, and killed the Mother of our World."

　"The Black God has rewritten the laws of this world. His will has changed the world."

　Ah? ?

　Qi Xing was stunned at first, but immediately realized it - so that's how it was. This was how their "True Buddhism", or "Peacock Disciples" and Samael believers understood the history of the world.

　Isn't the divine spear that descended from the sky and stirred up the "world" the "Spear of Longinus" that restrained Samael?

　The dead snake on the shore - no doubt it was Samael.

　No wonder Sasa was unhappy when he saw this thing.

　No wonder this crazy woman's "inner world" is constructed so precisely and terrifyingly.

　And what's even weirder is that, in a sense...

　It’s not true that the “True Buddhism” worldview is completely wrong…

　"Rep Master."

　The eight hundred bhikkhunis raised their half-bloodstained faces and looked straight at Qi Xing.

　"Our goal as Peacock Disciples is to undo the distortions that this world has carried for two thousand years and to correct all these cruel wrongs."

　"To end all the suffering and darkness of the past two thousand years."

　"Let this world return to its original compassion and light."

　"There is nothing more important or meaningful in this world."

　"Of course, the great task of reviving the White God will not be accomplished overnight, and the followers of the Black God continue to obstruct our every step."

　When she said this, her smile suddenly became subtle, with a hint of hidden pride at the corner of her mouth.

　"To combat the legacy of the Black God and the demons from beyond our borders, we've drawn inspiration from the rituals of the Third Reich before its fall... These rituals allow us to mobilize the legacy of the White God without the need for silver."

　"The price is the Black God's legacy as a shackle, a sacrifice—allowing us to harness the might of the White God's followers in our human form."

　The Third Reich? A ritual? Another Nazi?

　Qi Xing felt like this thing sounded familiar, as if he had heard someone mention it...

　However, the eight hundred bhikkhunis continued to speak: "Lei Pu Zhenren."

　Her voice was low and hoarse, yet it seemed to carry a certain solemnity as if she was about to perform a miracle.

　"Why does the false belief in the 'Black God' that has dominated Mutsu for over eight hundred years exist?"

　"Just witness it with your own eyes!"

　It's too late to say, then soon!

　Before she could finish her words, Qi Xing had already moved like lightning. Lightning flashed, and his fist smashed down like a falling star!

　This punch was unreserved and full of true murderous intent!

　But just as the fist was about to hit her bloody forehead—

　"Dang!!"

　Qi Xing felt as if his fist was stuck in a quagmire and could not move forward even half an inch.

　It was as if his fist, striking the entire "inner world," encountered infinite resistance. The heads of the eight hundred bhikkhunis were within reach, yet the entire space seemed frozen in place, motionless!

　The "Inner World" itself is protecting her? !

　The eight hundred nuns were half-buried in the rock pit, their wounds still bleeding, but they looked like sacrifices at the center of the altar, with a tragic and solemn smile on their lips.

　And her final chant also slowly sounded at this moment: "With reverence, I pray to you."

　"I wait for the Lord in heaven,"

　"Please descend in glory."

　Tsk!

　Qi Xing immediately flipped his palm and blasted out several sword beams of lightning and fire. The light blades slashed out like a storm, directly slashing towards the eight hundred nuns - but it was useless.

　Those attacks seemed to have all cut into the water, without causing even a ripple.

　This "inner world" is so huge that

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　It had been accumulating too much time and energy! Hundreds of years of accumulation had already made it impossible for it to be broken by simple, crude brute force!

　Moreover—"Leip Zhenren" stared down at his right fist. The charred arm hadn't healed yet, the flesh cracked like charcoal, even the bones shimmering.

　Meanwhile, eight hundred bhikkhunis were chanting, "Glorious! With the three sacred instruments, we pay homage to you!"

　"If the ritual is completed, the truth of nature will be revealed."

　"On the day of the Lord's resurrection, the earth will once again become a paradise!"

　Her singing was as soft as a divine mercy, yet resounding like a death knell.

　Like a forbidden key, it is slowly turning.

　……

　Dozens of kilometers away, in Xinxiang Village, there are more than ten tombs.

　The peaceful forest park that Qi Xing had visited, the "Tomb of Christ" that had absolutely no trace of the supernatural - suddenly began to shake violently!

　A roar that seemed to tear the sky apart blew the entire tomb mound from the inside out, and dust filled the sky in an instant.

　What exactly exploded from the "Tomb of Christ" and shot into the sky?

　It was a five-colored light!

　It was not daylight, nor was it moonlight, but a five-colored divine light of white, red, yellow, green, and blue. It broke through the sky, flew over the mountains, rivers, and land, flew into "Shangze Village" - and banged into the "inner world"!

　The whole small world was shaking violently at this moment!

　At the same time, right in front of Qi Xing, the corpse of the giant snake, which had long been dead, lay on the edge of the sea of ​​blood...

　But at this moment it suddenly swelled up, trembled, and cracked!

　Five-colored divine light shot out from the cracked wound.

　The giant snake's corpse was torn apart as if it was shedding its skin.

　A new "life" slowly "emerges" from it.

　The first thing that appeared in Qi Xing's eyes was six pale but slender arms, stretched out in an orderly manner, like the multi-armed Guanyin in the temple.

　In each of her hands, she held a brilliant and glorious divine treasure.

　The first is the Sun Mirror, representing wisdom and justice, and the king's right to rule;

　The second is the golden rice ears, each grain is crystal clear, representing the everlasting harvest and life;

　The third is Yasakani no Magatama, with its curved and pointed hook shape, which is used to predict the fate of the gods;

　The fourth is the longbow and sharp arrow, which judges silently and punishes all sins;

　The fifth is the ten-handed sword, mighty and brave, destroying filth;

　The sixth is the wine gourd, which controls the celestial phenomena and calls for wind and thunder.

　She has three faces, back to back on the same head, each wearing a Noh mask.

　The front face is smiling like a flower, the corners of the mask's lips are raised, and it carries the dazzling glory of the sun.

　The face on the right has slanted eyebrows and angry eyes, with thunder in the eyes, as if a storm is about to break out, which is the "Wrath of Susanoo".

　The left side of the face is cold and lonely, with silent eyes filled with tears, like the moon shining on frost.

　The three phases appear simultaneously, yet inexplicably coexist within the same head. Joy, anger, and sorrow complete her divine "three intentions."

　Her body was bound from shoulders to waist by a long gold chain, which was crisscrossed and twisted into a style similar to that of a tortoise-bundle.