Being a talent in the Chusheng Demon Sect

Chapter 1303 The Sorcerer's Resolve

The rumbling river and the surging waves, shrouded in mist, were followed by a torrential downpour that crashed down from the clouds onto the sea, creating a loud, pattering sound.

The two people sat facing each other.

The immortal sits on the shore, high above, and all the torrential rain and roaring rivers and seas are caused by him, destined to drown his opponents.

He has already succeeded halfway.

On the other side of the coast, a scholar in a tall hat and square shoes sat in the sea, half of his body submerged in water, and the torrential rain made him look even more disheveled.

"Fellow Daoist, I truly have no regrets."

The immortal spoke, his voice faint and ethereal:
“I don’t necessarily want to suppress you. If you join the Other Shore, I can give you a fragment and a position, which will be of great benefit to you.”

This is not a lie.

He would conceal things from the scholar before him, plot against him, and even kill him, but he would never lie, simply because this was the only fellow Daoist he recognized.

"Of course I don't regret it."

The scholar raised his head and smiled slightly: "Fellow Daoist, there's no need for further words. My heart is as firm as iron. If it were to waver, then this [Dao Heart] would be nothing but a waste of effort."

"I just don't understand."

"Since you have already transcended, it means you have let go of all karma, which means you can actually let go, so why can't you let go?"

Even if we take a step back and say...

The immortal's tone remained unchanged as he continued, "I can understand that your disciples and friends are of significance to you, but how many of them are there?"

"Even if you spread your teachings throughout the Guanghai Sea, have countless disciples, and have billions of cultivators who have wronged you and have feelings for you, compared to the trillions of beings in the Guanghai Sea, it is just a drop in the ocean. I can promise you that all the billions of beings you care about will be allocated to you separately, and I will not interfere."

"how?"

The immortal spoke sincerely, and at the same time, the torrential rain that had covered the entire sea stopped, as if waiting for the scholar's reply.

At this moment, the sea had already submerged the scholar's neck.

This is a silent threat. Without a doubt, his next answer will determine his final fate, and that fate is unlikely to be good.

The scholar smiled.

"I see."

He seemed to have figured something out, and his smile widened, even becoming somewhat teasing: "Sage Chu, the one who doesn't understand people's hearts is actually you."

"You don't understand me, you really don't understand me!"

"Hahaha."

The scholar's laughter echoed across the sea, carried by the sea breeze to the distant shore, while above him, thunder gradually rose from the dark clouds.

Yes, I don't understand you.

The immortal spoke in a somber tone, uttering his final question: "Then can you answer me? Why are you so determined to persist in this illusory matter?"

"Why."

At this point, a somewhat wicked smile suddenly appeared on the scholar's face. After thinking for a moment, he replied, "It's very simple, First Sage, the answer is love."

The First Sage: "???"

Why is this place called love?
"Boom!"

On the sea, a torrential downpour ripped through everything, like a piece of white paper being torn apart by thunder and dazzling lightning.

That was just made up, of course.

Just kidding. You're no longer my disciple, so why should I answer every question you ask? Figure out the answer yourself.

Actually, there's nothing special about it: the reason I care about all beings in the sea of ​​light is not because I'm particularly noble, nor for any particularly lofty reason, but simply because of a simple sense of morality. Because I can do it, I just do it.

I saw an elderly person fall down on the street, so I went over and helped them up.

If you encounter a beggar pleading on the street, why not give them some spare change? It poses no danger to your life, and causes no harm, or only minor harm, to yourself. So why not do it?
Opening his eyes, Si Chong voluntarily gave up the battle with Chu Sheng, even enduring his repeated heavy blows, and forcibly stretched out his palm towards the sea of ​​light.

Opposite him, the towering figure formed entirely of [rings] did not hesitate at all. With a cold gaze fixed on Si Chong, he decisively chose to press his advantage, continuously peeling away Si Chong's flesh and mysteries until, in the end, only bones remained of his outstretched hand.

Even so, Si Chong still succeeded.

A hand that transcends the Golden Core stage, transcends time, ignores space, and encompasses all things gently took the entire sea of ​​light into its palm.

Then, a light appeared.

Within the sea of ​​light, Lü Yang stared intently and saw a book, originally used by the First Sage to create a false history, and later used to seal away the evil spirits—the [Heavenly Book]!
Then he saw a person.

That was a spirit, but only half of it remained. Apart from its intact face, there was no flesh or blood below its neck, and its crystalline bones were engraved with countless talismans.

The true form of the Dao Lord!

However, unlike the Nascent Soul Dao Body above the [Other Shore], the true body of the Suppressor has already transcended, so it will not have any negative impact on the cultivation below.

However, seeing such a tragic scene, Lü Yang couldn't help but whisper:

"Senior, you..."

"Don't worry, you won't die."

Si Chong smiled slightly: "The Dao Lord will not die, let alone someone like me who has attained the Dao position through self-proof. Even the First Saint could not truly kill me."

He only uses you guys to threaten me.

Using Guanghai as a hostage to force me to let go, I was severely injured while trying to save Guanghai, and then they made a move to suppress me. What a clever scheme!

Isn't he afraid that I'll give up Guanghai?
Even 129,600 years ago, he did not give up not for any other reason than simply because he was not in any danger.

Si Chong thought to himself:

If it really endangers him, he would probably choose to give up. After all, he is detached, and being detached means that he can actually choose to give up.

but--

"We got lucky."

Looking at the [Heavenly Book], which had been unsealed and could be used again, Si Chong revealed a genuine smile. With a wave of his hand, the book landed in his grasp.

Luckily, we don't need to give up this time either.

With this "heavenly book" in hand, although there would still be a certain price to pay, he could afford it, and it wasn't life-threatening, so he could still do it.

"bring it on."

With a single thought, the vast and boundless power of the second transcendent being in the Sea of ​​Light, comparable to the entire Sea of ​​Light, poured out like a flood bursting its banks!

Thus, the "Heavenly Book" responded.

"Crash!"

The densely packed pages turned, finally settling on the title page, the most crucial part of the "Heavenly Book," the page that the "Book of a Hundred Generations" had lost.

Above, a line of large characters was clearly written:
I despise the injustice of Heaven and Earth, and the unfairness of the Great Way; now I will restore justice for you all!

The next second, under the influence of the power of the sage, a vast and boundless new world suddenly expanded on that book, covering the original sea of ​​light.

Unlike the past practice of altering causes and effects by altering the alternation between false and true history.

This time, with Si Chong's relentless blessing, the [Heavenly Book] no longer creates a false history, but an unmistakable [truth].

Therefore, it is not a matter of changing the cause and altering the effect.

Rather—it's about transforming the world!
"Didn't you want the Sea of ​​Light?"

"Here you go."

"After today, there will be no more Great Dao in the Sea of ​​Light, nor will there be any living beings. Use this empty shell to pursue your Nascent Soul realm!"

(End of this chapter)