Longevity Chronicles

"So cruel! Such cunning!"

After listening to the old monk's explanation, Tao Qian's face turned extremely ugly as he spoke through clenched teeth.

The Old Demon's plan had now become crystal clear.

He had directly involved all parties currently entangled within Southern Yue.

Although he arrived early, he also died early.

The situation in Southern Yue was chaotic, and everyone subconsciously overlooked an old monk who had long since passed away.

Who would have thought? Bai Qin had planned to hide in the background, to make his move at the most critical moment, when all the dust had settled, when Tang Xianzong was at his most complacent, to suddenly strike and resolve the conflict in Southern Yue, and to monopolize the immense Human Dao Destiny.

Of course, to the outside world, all of this appeared to be the result of an accidental stroke of luck by an unknown pawn like Tao Qian.

"I've chewed the Beautiful Corpse Bodhisattva down to just a sack of skin with this face, thus thoroughly offending the Demon Buddha Temple. If I then come out and assassinate Tang Xianzong, using the 'Heavenly Demon Blood Transformation Divine Needle' stolen from Yin Susu, that's a direct offense against that Devil God."

"To end the conflict with these tactics, and to essentially ruin Ji Xianxian in the process, is to offend the Mysterious Saint."

"So, all the benefits are the master's, but the karma all falls on me, Tao Qian?"

"The master's calculations are precise, and indeed, to achieve all this, a fated person like me is necessary."

"But isn't the master a high monk from Great Freedom Temple who has attained the Dao? How can he be so adept at scheming? This behavior does not seem fitting for a high-ranking monk of the Buddhist Sect."

After nearly grasping all the secrets, Tao Qian couldn't help but speak sarcastically.

Unfortunately, he had clearly underestimated Bai Qin's thick skin.

The old thing showed no shame, looking directly into Tao Qian's eyes, and spoke quite candidly,

"Benefactor, you flatter me too much."

"Considering that the benefactor is taking on the karma for me, let me teach you a principle."

"In the Cultivation World, never judge people by the distinction between righteousness and evil."

"The high monks and senior experts you think of might indeed be so ordinarily, but once it comes to matters involving longevity, the Dao Path, and transcendence, all cultivators will vie for it, striving for it at all costs."

After uttering these words, the Old Demon Bai Qin seemed to lose the mood to chat.

He simply stared at the battlefield that was vividly reflected in the Round Light Illusion Mirror, seemingly waiting for a certain moment to arrive.

And Tao Qian too, fell silent.

Outwardly showing no different emotion, but in his mind, Tao Qian had finally latched onto the thread of life-saving inspiration.

Many thoughts were now furiously surging forth.

"This old thing said that after resolving everything, the Human Dao Destiny will refine the Bird Demon into Buddha Bird Vajra Relics, which would then naturally go to Tuo County."

"He wasn't lying about that part, but this old thing concealed a key piece of information."

"Bai Qin has indeed truly passed away, so there's no True Spirit or Divine Soul imprint within the relic. How could an unclaimed relic autonomously seek out its reincarnated body?"

"Unless at the last moment, once his Buddha Light Illusion is stripped of obsessions and Demon Thoughts, what's left will be a wisp of Buddha Nature True Spirit left by Bai Qin, ready to imprint onto that relic."

"Purify the relic of demonic nature!"

"Cleanse the Buddha's shadow of obsessions!"

"Only when the two are combined will it become the true Buddha Bird Vajra Relic, allowing Bai Qin to genuinely cleanse himself, severing all past karma, and starting a new lineage with his Reincarnation Body."

As the final thought settled, Tao Qian's mind thundered with inspiration.

His eyes, too, narrowed.

Almost at the same time, within the Round Light Illusion Mirror reflecting the battlefield, now bloated from being soaked in blood and flesh, the ultimate battle finally arrived.

Suffering heavy casualties and paying a steep price, but succeeding in stopping everyone, at the deepest ranks of the Devil God Army, accompanied by a maniacal laugh devoid of any remnants of humanity, a figure that caused extreme revulsion—and discomfort even to the soul—staggered into view.

It was Tang Xianzong!

But at this moment, not a single patch of skin could be seen on his body.

He had become a "blood man"; he had peeled away every bit of skin himself, including the eyelids, scalp, lips, and meticulously, even the skin over his genitals.

Laughter erupted as he stood on a bizarre altar, clad in a strange, lifelike, and seemingly breathing, bright red sacred robe. Upon removing the Taiyin Pond Water that enveloped the sacred robe, a surge of extremely ominous Demonic Qi shot up to the sky.

At the same time, everyone within tens of thousand of miles, including Tao Qian trapped in the belly of the Beautiful Corpse, heard a rustling whisper.

This whisper then morphed into countless voices, each one precisely what everyone wanted to hear.

And upon hearing, they could not help but be drawn towards that altar.

A massive number of Mortals, Cultivators, and Demons began to exhibit bizarre changes in their bodies, such as red hairs, flesh sacks, and blood tumors forming.

If this continued, Tang Xianzong might just use that sacred robe to mutate many on the field.

But clearly, he could not do so since, the moment he took out the robe, all the Righteous cultivators led by Li Shantong stared wide-eyed and attacked like mad.

Sadly, it was too late.

Tang Xianzong, with his lipless mouth stretched wide, flashing a pair of puzzling teeth made from muddled flesh, was seen violently throwing the sacred robe over himself.

The next moment, everyone heard Tang Xianzong's soul-deep, agonized howl and witnessed the sacred robe—with "crackle and crunch" sounds—mercilessly shredding Tang Xianzong's magnificent body.

One could imagine that the Devil God Army's Tang the Divine General was being ground into a meatball mingled with crushed bone and brain matter.

What's more horrifying, along with flashes of bloodlight, this meatball was shrinking bit by bit.

In the blink of an eye, it had shrunk to barely larger than a soybean.

On that altar, only a single drop of blood remained.

What was extremely glaring was the blood drop that could be clearly seen even from a thousand miles away.

As if in this part of the world, all other things had lost their color, only this blood drop remained so brilliantly crimson.

Hundreds of thousands of people, millions of people, were forced to stare at the blood drop.

Their hearts and divine souls shook violently, until, abruptly, the vanished voice of Tang Xianzong returned.

"Ha ha ha... Devil God Origin, truly wonderful."

"Boom!"

Saying and following, only this time it was on the side of the evil demons saying and following.

When Tang Xianzong's mad laughter returned, Seeking Immortal County, the plains covered with a mush of blood and meat, and the distant mountains—this vast territory—suddenly transformed completely.

An extremely demonic crimson light surged past, and the clouds above the sky immediately became viscous, becoming brilliantly colored and began to flow onto the earth, transforming this realm into a giant demon cage from all sides.

And at the center of the cage, at that bizarre altar, suddenly appeared a huge monster.

It had no human shape, no skin.

On the outside, it resembled a spider whose abdomen had been split open and then rolled over, except it was magnified countless times.

Rising like a mountain into the clouds above.

It had no spider legs, but extremely long and thick arms of flesh.

These fleshy arms encircled what seemed to be a "dark rift" capable of swallowing the heavens and earth.

Inside, tusks thickly set, blood threads like a net, unceasing devil winds, and waves of demonic sounds.

If there was a demon cave in this world, it would surely look like this.

The Beautiful Corpse Bodhisattva, with the Heavenly Demon Buddha Mother Ming King Dharma Form, already had a non-human shape, belonging to the demon clan.

But compared to Tang Xianzong's appearance at this time, calling her a Bodhisattva would indeed find some willing to agree.

Just as the battle inside and outside, with a million people in shock and stupor due to Tang Xianzong revealing this devil body, Tang Xianzong's many arms abruptly propped up, and then the dark rift aimed at the land, a visibly crimson demonic wind blew out amidst a thunderous roar.

In an instant, a million of the Human Clan fell into mutation and decay.

This demonic wind seemed to exist solely to create demons, wherever it passed, mortals and cultivators alike began to transform into demons.

And the most conspicuous among them was none other than Ji Xianxian, the Governor of Southern Yue.

He was originally short and ugly, but after being touched by that demonic wind, he swelled at a visible rate.

In the blink of an eye, he became a giant with blurred flesh and blood, and for some reason, the surface of his body began to show face after face of common people, men and women, old and young, all with resentment, crying, screaming, and cursing nonstop, as if all the disasters and resentments within Southern Yue had converged on Ji Xianxian.

Although he had the cultivation of the Cavernous Mystery Realm, there was no doubt that it was a shortcut to success.

Without the hopes of tens of millions of people, it would be difficult for him to talk about Cavernous Mystery, let alone entering Dao cultivation.

What is called success thanks to all people can also be a downfall thanks to all people.

Having supreme authority without being able to protect the Human Clan, the backlash of fortune immediately doubled the price he had not yet paid.

At this moment, Ji Xianxian lost his sanity.

Mutation and decay affected not only the body, but his heart and divine soul also became of the devil clan.

Thus, in the battlefield, the scent he emitted was the most fragrant.

Tang Xianzong, now in his devil body, laughed wildly, moving at a speed that was highly incongruous with his mountain-sized body, almost like teleporting, appearing right in front of Ji Xianxian, the dark rift opened and swallowed Ji Xianxian whole, followed by the sound of "crunch," "crunch."

This Governor, wielding the highest authority in Southern Yue, who with a word could decide the life and death of all people, was thus chewed up by Tang Xianzong right before the hundreds of thousands of the Human Clan, and swallowed into his belly.

During the process, a river of blood flowed out, pouring down like a waterfall and torrent towards the outskirts of Seeking Immortal County, as people struggling with mutation in Seeking Immortal County watched the river surface filled with faces, empathizing and vomiting continuously, wailing and crying unbearably.

The scenes were beyond bizarre and mysterious, seeing these images directly made one feel this was not the path of the Human World but the Demon Path.

With Ji Xianxian's death!

On the side of the Human Clan, the already fragile beliefs completely disintegrated.

Looking up at the sky, only the brilliantly colored clouds, thick like blood, obscuring the sun, moon, and stars were visible.

And the realm of this demon cage was still expanding, looking at it, it seemed as if the entire Southern Yue was to be imprisoned and brought to the mouth of that Devil God Avatar, just waiting to be swallowed in one gulp.

Even inside the cage, there were still people like Li Shantong resisting.

But at this moment, it seemed meaningless.

At least within the territory of Southern Yue, the destiny of the Human Clan sharply declined, and the first real "Earth Devil Country" was about to be established.

...

At this very moment, inside the belly of the Beautiful Corpse.

Bai Qin looked at the battlefield that had become a Devil Country and couldn't help but sigh: "The Heavenly Demon Nightmare Technique, truly lives up to its name."

As he finished speaking, the old monk turned his head and gave Tao Qian a Buddhist salute.

"Benefactor, please go ahead!"

"Even though it means you'll bear all the consequences and it'll destroy your Dao path, I think you're quite willing to do what comes next."

After the old monk spoke, he, exceptionally, received a nod of agreement from Tao Qian.