novelhk Chapter 1529 Human Demon
Chapter 1529 Human Demon
Chapter 1529 Human Demon
Just as he put the second piece of dragon meat with runes between his teeth, a hoarse voice suddenly pierced the void, carrying the stench and blood of old bad wine: "My friend, old thing, can I have some dragon meat?"
Before he finished speaking, the space distorted like a mirror and the visitor stood in mid-air.
He was surrounded by a heart-pounding chaotic energy field. His tattered Taoist robe had long lost its original color. Under the patchwork of cloth, his bronze skin was covered with earthworm-like dark red lines, each of which seemed to be wriggling slightly as if breathing.
The disheveled white hair was casually tied up with a faded straw rope. A few strands of hair hung down, half covering the hideous scar that ran diagonally from the brow bone to the jaw. Deep in the wound were a few pieces of golden scales with a strange luster, which glowed with an ominous halo under the reflection of the chaotic fire.
What was particularly terrifying was his right eye - the dark demonic energy had completely devoured the pupil, the white of his eye was covered with spider-web-like bloodshot, and the dark red blood scabs at the corners of his lips continued to crack as he opened his mouth. The whole person looked like a zombie that had just crawled out of the underworld.
Wang Xian raised his eyes and looked over. The laws around him did not move at all. He shook the Emperor Dragon Spear casually, and large pieces of dragon meat covered with runes suddenly fell off the dragon's body.
The piece of meat flew towards the old man with a golden tail flame, and tiny ripples appeared in the space wherever it passed.
There was black dirt embedded in the man's fingernails, but he didn't mind it at all. He grabbed the meat and gobbled it up greedily.
The crisp sound of teeth biting dragon bones mixed with the sound of swallowing. With every swallow, the hunched back straightened a little, and the bulging muscles continued to tear the cloth, revealing the chest covered with curse marks.
Those curse marks were like living things, twisting and moving on the surface of his skin, resonating with the breath surging in his body.
“Good meat!”
The old man suddenly laughed strangely, and his right eye, which was filled with demonic energy, burst into a faint light, "Since I followed the Emperor to fight in the Heaven Beyond Heaven, I haven't tasted such delicious food for many years!"
Before he finished speaking, a dazzling Buddha light exploded from his chest. Golden lines spread across his body like spirit snakes and condensed into a rotating miniature pagoda on the surface of his skin.
The pagoda was suspended between the eyebrows, and wherever the hanging light band passed, the violent chaotic fire was purified into clear golden flames, and even the cracks in the void were quietly healed in the light.
Suddenly, something strange happened. Black tears of blood suddenly gushed out of the old man's left eye. Thick demonic energy gushed out from his seven orifices, instantly dyeing the phantom of the pagoda into mottled gray-gold.
His chest rose and fell violently with a suppressed groan, and the raised curse mark under his skin rotated in the opposite direction, making a roaring sound like gears jamming.
The pagoda collapsed with a loud bang, and thousands of light spots were sucked into the heart. Then, a thousand-foot-long demonic shadow broke out of the body.
The demon shadow's body was covered with distorted human faces. Each face had its mouth wide open, but could not make any sound. Only the blood and tears flowing from the eyes told of endless pain.
In its open mouth, a sea of blood and corpses surged, and rotten arms and broken heads floated in the scarlet waves.
The black slime dripping from the Demon Shadow's fingertips corroded the void like a living thing. Several powerful 'Nine-turn Immortal Emperor' realm masters who were watching the battle from afar were caught off guard. The protective qi of their bodies shattered like thin paper, and their bodies disintegrated bit by bit in the demonic energy, and even their souls were swallowed up in an instant.
What is even more frightening is that when the devil's tail swept across the forbidden area of the Buddha's domain, ripples appeared on the golden barrier, reflecting the horrifying illusion deep in the sacred mountain - countless Buddha phantoms were entangled in black fog, gradually twisting into hideous evil spirits, and the wailing in the abyss suddenly rose, as if the eternal wronged soul had broken free from the shackles.
Wang Xian's pupils suddenly shrank, and the Emperor Dragon Spear unconsciously crossed his chest. The power of the law condensed into a flowing star map at the tip of the spear.
Memories surged like a tide, and the torn sheepskin scroll at the bottom of the Feng Family Sutra Pavilion emerged in his mind: In an extremely ancient period, the human race was robbed, and the ninety-nine sacred mountains of the Human Emperor turned into ruins, and the blood of the human race flowed like a river. In desperation, thirty-six of the strongest human race members were willing to fall into the devil's way, sacrificing the flesh and blood of hundreds of millions of people to awaken the "human-demon bloodline" that can resonate with the origin of the devil's way. These human-demon strongmen have half-human and half-demon life stars embedded in their hearts. They can not only perform the magic power of destroying the world, but also activate the strongest supernatural powers of the human race. They are revered as "walking Shura fields", but they are also feared by the human race because of their terrifying power. After helping the human race out of despair and standing firm, they were sealed or even destroyed by the human emperor at that time.
“The human-demon lineage…” Wang Xian’s voice was mixed with the crackling sound of the chaos fire. “Your lineage has long been sealed in the cracks of time and space by the Human Emperor. Why are you here?”
Wait, this crazy old man just said "follow the emperor to conquer the world beyond heaven"?
The old man wiped the blood foam from the corner of his mouth, and the devil shadow surged into his body like a tide. The Buddha patterns and devil seals strangled each other frantically on the surface of his skin, and finally condensed into a yin-yang fish pattern.
He ripped open his collar, revealing the half-human, half-demon life star that was slowly spinning on his chest, and sneered, "Seal? Those guys who talk about benevolence and righteousness do look like it! In the desperate battle of the human race, I, Tu Tian, led the remaining members of the Human Demon Palace to retreat into the depths of the 'Heaven Beyond Heaven', but found out there..."
Before Tu Tian could finish his words, a demon-killing golden light suddenly descended from the depths of the Buddha realm.
The three Buddha shadows that had disappeared in Lingshan reappeared and came through the clouds. Each of them was ten thousand feet tall, and the swastika pattern embroidered on their robes was emitting a light of destruction.
The leading Buddha opened his wisdom eye between his eyebrows, and a golden light as thick as a bucket shot directly at Tu Tian's face. Wherever it passed, the chaotic fire was purified into nothingness, and even the space was burned with charred holes.
"then?"
Tu Tian laughed strangely, and the life star on his chest suddenly burst into dazzling blood light. "Back then, the Emperor cut off the head of the beast behind the human race, but failed to kill him completely. Later, he found that the old man's residual soul rushed to the Lingshan Mountain in the Buddha Realm and parasitized in the deepest part of the soul in the Buddha Realm."
After saying that, he suddenly turned around and raised his bloody middle finger to the three Buddhas, "You devils finally can't bear it anymore!"
Wang Xian took this opportunity to retreat a hundred feet, and the Emperor Dragon Spear spun in his palm to form a defensive light shield.
He noticed that under Tu Tian's torn collar, in addition to the half-human, half-demon life star, there was also a scar deep enough to see the bone, and its shape was exactly the same as the outline of the Lingshan Abyss.
The black blood oozing out of the scar condensed into a small snake in the air and rushed straight towards the Buddha Realm Restriction, but it made a shrill scream when it touched the Buddha Realm Restriction.
"Watch out, my friend!"
Tu Tian suddenly pressed his hand on the life star on his chest, and a strong demonic energy poured into the wound.
"This is the secret of the human race—"
Tu Tian's body began to swell, and the raised curse marks under his skin merged into one, turning into a blood-red star map.
"Back then, we followed the traces and penetrated deep into the 'Heaven Beyond Heaven', where we discovered an extremely large Buddhist country. In that Buddhist country, dozens of human emperors of our race were sealed. At that time, the Heavenly Emperor used all his essence, but still failed to invade that Buddhist country..."
Before he finished speaking, the three Buddhas made hand gestures at the same time, and the demon-killing golden light condensed into a demon-subduing pestle, which smashed towards Tutian with an earth-shattering pressure.
The old man did not dodge or evade, but opened his arms to welcome the golden light, a crazy smile on his face.
When the demon-subduing pestle pierced his chest, Wang Xian clearly saw that Tu Tian’s life star split into two halves, half of the demon soul flew towards the Buddha realm, and half of the human heart came towards Wang Xian.
"remember!"
Tu Tian's voice echoed in the void, "When the blood-colored lotus blooms, water it with the blood of the devil Buddha—"
His body began to disintegrate, and every piece of flesh turned into demonic light, rushing towards the Buddha Realm restriction, and actually tore a gap in it.
"Go find the Human Demon Palace!"
The last word disappeared in the golden light, and only a finger bone emitting a dark light fell at Wang Xian's feet.
Before Wang Xian had time to think, the three Buddhas' gazes had already turned to him.
The imagined scene of countless Buddhas rushing out of the restriction did not appear. The leading Buddha raised his hand and waved lightly, and the cracks on the restriction of the Buddha domain began to heal. The blood-red lotus deep in the sacred mountain bloomed another petal, revealing the beating black heart in the center.
The remaining two Buddha phantoms shot out two golden lights and attacked Wang Xian.
Wang Xian picked up the finger bones on the ground, and at the moment when the golden light approached his body, he escaped into the turbulent flow of time and space.
In the turbulence of time and space, Wang Xian stared at the finger bone in his hand and found that there was a space inside the finger bone, which contained three rolls of broken animal skins and a drop of solidified black blood. The first volume recorded the cultivation method of the human-demon lineage, and required the practitioners to devour the human race every day. As the concentration of the human-demon bloodline increased, the number of humans devoured would also increase.
The second volume is the diagram of this formation. After completing the construction of this formation, it can actually directly communicate with the abyss under the sacred mountain in the Buddhist realm!
The third volume only has one line of blurred words: "The Saint of the Human Race...Return to the Ruins..."
"Return to the ruins..."
Wang Xian muttered to himself.
He is too familiar with Guixu.
Of course, he was familiar with it only because he had heard it more than once. As for the exact situation in Guixu, he had no idea at all.
But what is certain is that he must go to Guixu.
What the "human saint" recorded in the third volume is, can only be explored after reaching Guixu.
The remaining drop of solidified black blood of Wang Xian.
Weng~
The Emperor Dragon Spear trembled slightly, and was very greedy for the black blood.
Wang Xian didn't think much about it and directly put the black blood on the Emperor Dragon Spear. Without any strange phenomenon, the Emperor Dragon Spear directly swallowed up the drop of black blood.
Wang Xian waited quietly for the Emperor Dragon Spear to transform, but after waiting for a long time, there was no change.
With no other options, Wang Xian could only temporarily put away the Emperor Dragon Spear and then escape from the space-time turbulence.
When Wang Xian stepped out of the turbulence, he found himself standing in front of a desolate star tomb.
Millions of tombstones were suspended in the void, each of them was engraved with the words "So-and-so from the Human-Devil Palace", and in front of the tombstones was long-dried blood wine.
The tombstone in the center is the tallest, with "Human Demon Palace Master Tu Tian" engraved on it. Behind the tombstone is a bottomless black hole, with a half-human, half-demon halo flowing at the entrance of the hole.
"Is it because of that drop of black blood?"
Wang Xian didn't believe that he would come here for no reason.
Wang Xian stood in front of the Star Tomb, the residual warmth of the Chaos Fire still lingering on his fingertips, but it was no match for the biting chill emanating from the tens of millions of tombstones before him.
These tombstones are of different sizes and made of different materials. Some are carved from chaos stone, while others are just a rough piece of meteorite iron, but without exception, they are all engraved with the name "Human Demon Hall".
The knife marks on the tombstones in the front row were still fresh, and there were still undried blood stains at the base of the tombstones, which showed that they were newly erected.
Wang Xian reached out and touched the nearest tombstone, his fingertips touching the crooked words on the tombstone: "Zhang San from the Human Demon Hall, devoured 30,000 people and became a demon, went through 17 battles, and died in the third year of the human race's despair."
The handwriting is bold and powerful, but it trembles slightly at the end, as if the carver was unwilling to die.
Wang Xian sighed in his heart. The birth of every powerful human-demon was accompanied by the blood of the human race, and their death was only to protect the survival of the human race.
"Ugh!"
Wang Xian took out a jar of good wine and poured it in front of the tombstone.
What Wang Xian didn't expect was that all the tombstones lit up with a dark red light at the same time, and densely packed small characters appeared on the tombstones. Those were the dying messages of the monks of the Human-Demon Palace from past generations.
"If future generations see this, I have already turned to demonic ashes. Don't worry, just kill the demon."
"The light of the Buddha realm is more scorching than the fire of the devil."
"Under the sword of the human demon, there are more than hundreds of millions of human bones, but I have no regrets!"
"I hate it! The Buddha race should be destroyed!"
Wang Xian's pupils suddenly shrank. The words in these messages were filled with attachment to the human race, unwillingness to accept fate, and murderous intent towards the Buddhist race.
"You protected the human race in the most cruel way, but were forgotten by the world in the cracks of time and space..."
Wang Xian muttered to himself, and when he stood up, the Emperor Dragon Spear suddenly made a clear sound.
The remaining power of time and space surged out of the gun, resonating with the light of the tombstone, projecting scenes in the void.
Tu Tian led the monks of the Demon Palace in a bloody battle with an unknown strong man. They used themselves as bait and used magic power to lure away the main force, but were intercepted in the crack of time and space by a strong man from the Buddha clan who suddenly appeared.
Before his death, a demon monk sent a young human child back to a safe area, but he himself was hit by the golden light of the Buddha realm. His last look before turning into ashes was full of desire for life.
Wang Xian continued to explore the cemetery, and he found that relics of the Human-Devil Palace were buried under each tombstone.
Some were blood-stained fragments of spells, some were half of a broken blade, and some were a wisp of spiritual consciousness that had not yet dissipated.
He stopped in front of a tombstone inscribed with "Tu Jiaojiao, the Demonic Palace". Under the tombstone was a sachet embroidered with twin lotuses, which contained an unsent letter from home: "Mother, my daughter has become a demon, please do not look for her. If you see a lotus in full bloom, it means my daughter is still alive in heaven."
The handwriting is beautiful, but there is a large ink stain on the word "魔", as if it were tears when writing.
The entire Star Tomb area was silent, with only the demonic energy and Buddha's power flowing between the tombstones telling of the tragedy of the past.
Wang Xian stood in front of the tombstone for a long time, and he chose to put the letter away.
perhaps……
Communicating with a 'space mark' left in the distance of the Buddha Realm, Wang Xian left, leaving behind only tombstones, silent watch and loneliness.
Outside the Buddha Realm, Wang Xian appeared again. Although he was far away from the Buddha Realm, he was still discovered by the strong people in the Buddha Realm.
It’s just that Wang Xian was really far away, and coupled with the restrictions outside the Buddha Realm, the strong men in the Buddha Realm ultimately did not attack Wang Xian again.
Wang Xian was staring at the Buddha Realm, or more accurately, at the blood-red lotus on the sacred mountain in the deepest part of the Buddha Realm.
The blood-red lotus must be very beautiful when it blooms. I think Tu Jiaojiao must like this blood-red lotus very much that will eventually bloom!
The only pity is that this blood-red lotus is not a twin lotus!