Great Love for All Heavens Begins with Huang Yaoshi

Chapter 144 Great compassion borders on cruelty; great love contains a vicious heart; this is what is meant by "great kindness is without ruthlessness."

Above the void, Zhuang Buran's eyes darted around, as if he had noticed something interesting, and the corners of his mouth curled up slightly.

Before the mushroom cloud he created could dissipate, he unleashed another punch, the intent of which surged and surged, the force of which was turbulent and rapid, the power of which was vast and boundless, like a tsunami tearing the sky and earth apart, engulfing and swallowing everything.

"boom!"

A surge of energy erupted, displaying the power of a raging inferno, but it was extinguished by the surging fist intent. Then, a thunderous fist force descended like lightning, and then fell with the force of five thunderbolts striking down.

The surging fist force almost instantly annihilated the Thunderous Fist Force. Afterwards, a mysterious wind, as if drawing in the heavens, swept towards the vast fist force with an incomparably violent wind, but in the end, it was all in vain.

After the area was completely calm, in addition to the two mangled and lifeless corpses, there was one more person.

His hair and beard were completely white, and his face was as round as Xiao Jingtian's brother's, but he was coughing up blood constantly, which meant he had suffered extremely serious injuries.

"As expected of the Twelve Frightened Laughers who has lived for four thousand years, you only suffered some minor injuries after being hit by my eighth limit, 'War and Peril.' If I hadn't delivered another punch, you probably would have already fled."

"You discovered me a long time ago?" Xiao Sanxiao asked with difficulty.

"I use Japan as my chessboard and countless lives as my pieces; I believe I can lure you here," the white-haired, black-robed man said leisurely.
"After all, no matter how much a son hates his father and wants revenge, even if he kills his own father, the father, no matter how much he wants to uphold justice and kill his own family, will inevitably feel compassion."

"Back then, you used the Great Compassion and Bliss Powder to poison Xiao Jingtian and his brother. Wasn't it because you couldn't bear to see them suffering so much from the poison that you gave them the antidote?"

"You should know that you had already realized by then that they were the ones who would unleash a great calamity."

Xiao Sanxiao gave a bitter laugh:
"You think I'm also one of the culprits, and therefore equally deserving of death."

The white-haired man in black robes chuckled lightly:
"Having received many blessings from heaven throughout your life, you resolved to prevent a great calamity, but instead, you facilitated its birth. Tell me, do you deserve to die?"

"You've lived for four thousand years, watched four thousand years of plays, and enjoyed four thousand years of freedom. You've probably experienced everything in this world. You've made a fortune. If you continue to live, even the heavens will not be able to bear it."

No sooner had he finished speaking than a fierce wind arose and thunder rumbled.

"Look, God is angry. He wants to take you away completely, you old geezer."

"You call yourself the heavens, yet you're still the same peerless overlord you always were," Xiao Sanxiao said inexplicably.
"I relied on the mirror of my heart to deduce the secrets of heaven. I clearly saw that your fate would be ended by the wind and clouds, but I really did not expect that you would become an anomaly and achieve the great calamity of destroying all ages today."

"It is precisely because my time has not yet come that I am able to suppress you demons and monsters," Zhuang Buran said calmly.
"Once I die, the martial arts world of China will continue to experience all sorts of earth-shattering calamities."

"Especially you, you old good-for-nothing, with four thousand years of cultivation, you've always stood by and watched coldly. At most, you'll just be a hermit, yet you aspire to stop some great calamity. Stop patting yourself on the back."

Xiao Sanxiao said seriously:

"That is not true. The secret of heaven has already said that the wind and clouds are the saviors of the world. I only need to protect them as they grow up, and I can stop the great calamity without any future troubles."

"Leaning against a broken bronze mirror, you dare to discuss celestial secrets before this old man?" Zhuang Buran chuckled.

"That's really interesting."

With a deafening roar, a massive, dark green lightning bolt, as thick as a tree that could be embraced, rolled down, instantly transforming the spot where Xiao Sanxiao stood into a sea of ​​dark green lightning.

This is the twelfth sword of the Profound Yin, the annihilation of all chaos!

Despite his severe injuries, Xiao Sanxiao combined all four of the "Four Absolute Techniques of Chaos" into one move. The four forces that were mutually restraining each other in the world emerged simultaneously. He then used the power of Wu Chou as the foundation and drew power from Bai Yue to strike the dark green sea of ​​lightning.

When his face was covered in gold paper and his body was swaying precariously, he finally managed to destroy the dark green sea of ​​lightning.

"Excellent! You haven't lived in vain for four thousand years. Why do you always prefer to stand by and watch?"

Zhuang Buran unleashed a chilling and icy fist aura, condensing the moisture in the air into indestructible hailstones. He then slammed his fist downwards, and the hailstones rained down on the ground like a storm.

Xiao Sanxiao began to squeeze the power of the divine turtle blood within his body, and immediately recovered some strength. He then used the exquisite "Myriad Paths of the Forest" technique and survived another "Hailstorm" attack.

"Heh, after all, he's lived for four thousand years and still doesn't want to die. Only now is he truly fighting for his life."

Zhuang Buran's aura surged, as if he had absorbed the boundless essence of heaven and earth into his body. Instantly, the celestial phenomena changed abnormally, revealing an imbalance and conflict between yin and yang, and a reversal of the natural order.

"Take this punch from me, and I'll spare your life!"

The fist struck down like the sky collapsing. Xiao Sanxiao tried his best to squeeze out the power of the divine turtle blood in his body, but he only lasted for three or four breaths before he was turned into a piece of broken bone and flesh, his death a gruesome sight.

Just like more than a month before, Zhuang Buran added a move called "Blazing Fire" afterward. The force of his fist was so strong that it could burn the sky and boil the sea, evaporating everything and turning the ten miles of land into white.

He suddenly landed on the deep pit created by the 'war-stricken natural barrier', and after carving a line of small characters on the bottom of the pit with a bright sword light, he flew away without looking back.

More than ten days later, the martial arts world of China was in an uproar. When the land of Japan fell into an eerie silence, many curious martial artists with considerable skill went to investigate in groups of three or five.

But they found it had become a dead land. There were hardly any living people, and even flying insects and beasts were hard to find. Everywhere was pitted and cratered, a scene of white burnt land. Such a scene didn't seem like a man-made disaster, but they couldn't believe it was a natural disaster either.

It wasn't until some martial arts masters or renowned seniors arrived and conducted a thorough investigation, especially in a huge crater that resembled a meteorite impact, that they were able to confirm the existence of someone who could single-handedly kill millions and annihilate an entire nation.

It was all because there was a line of imposing small characters at the bottom of the pit: "A tiny country that disrespects the Central Plains, shall be punished on this day." The person even boldly left his name, which was none other than the two characters "Xiong Ba" (雄霸).

When this news spread throughout the martial arts world, the martial arts community went completely crazy. Countless people dug into the past experiences of this former overlord, wanting to know what kind of person he was and how he could possess such divine power.

Countless people are searching for his whereabouts, some with a pilgrimage mentality, others with the desire to become his disciple.

Many people also had some reservations, thinking that the methods were too ruthless and merciless, befitting the former leader of the Tianxiahui gang who believed that those who obeyed him would prosper and those who opposed him would perish. However, he was immediately criticized by the vast majority of people.

Three months later.

Outside Ruoshui, Zhuang Buran stood with his hands behind his back. In front of him were You Ruo and the other three, as well as Wuming.

"Father, why did you suddenly call everyone over? Do you want to inquire about my great reputation in the martial arts world now?"

You Ruo preached eloquently:
"You have no idea how much people in the martial arts world admire and respect you now. They regard you as an unparalleled mountain on the path of martial arts."

"Therefore, after failing to find your whereabouts, I set my sights on Senior Brother Yun and Senior Brother Feng, intending to take a roundabout way to serve the country, become their disciple, and thus witness your unparalleled divine skill of single-handedly slaughtering a country."

Zhuang Buran smiled gently:
"Don't these people know that the disciples I've taken in are all treacherous and disloyal to their masters?"

Immediately, Nie Feng and the other two showed expressions of not knowing whether to laugh or cry.

“They all think you’re using this as an excuse to retire from the martial world, otherwise how could Senior Brother Yun and Senior Brother Feng have remained unharmed?” You Ruo said with a smile.

Zhuang Buran smiled, looked up at the sky, and said softly:

"You Ruo."

"My daughter is here."

As You Ruo watched her father's figure suddenly become ethereal, a bad premonition arose within her.

The white-haired man in black robes said calmly:
"As your father, I hope that you will not be troubled by your heart, nor confused by your emotions, nor fear the future, nor dwell on the past."

Before You Ruo could finish speaking, her father interrupted her:

“These days I have destroyed all the so-called evil weapons and sinful blades. I said I would help the martial arts world of China eliminate all future troubles. I wanted to do everything perfectly. Now, only I myself am left as a future trouble.”

Upon hearing this, everyone's expression changed drastically.

"Father, are you going to abandon your daughter?" You Ruo hurriedly asked.

Nie Feng said anxiously:

“Master, you have done enough, why are you so resolute?”

“Yes, Junior Brother Feng is right,” Qin Shuang said impatiently.

Bu Jingyun stepped forward and said:
"You didn't eat the Dragon Essence, was that something you'd been planning all along?"

"Judging from your expression, you have no intention of killing me?" The white-haired man in black robes raised an eyebrow slightly.

"You grant us immortality, yet you yourself desire death. What is the meaning of this?" Bu Jingyun said, enunciating each word clearly.
"You are not allowed to die until I avenge you!"

"I am deeply gratified to have been able to train you, this wretched disciple with whom I have a blood feud, to the point that you genuinely want me to continue living!"

Zhuang Buran raised his hand slightly, and a barrier appeared out of thin air, forcing everyone to retreat more than ten steps.

"Father, no...no!" Youruo's eyes were filled with tears as she continuously used all her strength to strike the seemingly thin but actually incredibly strong barrier.

The others also unleashed their most powerful martial arts moves.

"Brother Xiong, don't you think what you've done is too cruel?" Wuming roared.

"Since I am neither immortal nor a child, it is only a matter of time. So how can it be considered cruel?"

Zhuang Buran's figure gradually faded, and his voice became increasingly ethereal:
"Moreover, great compassion is close to cruelty, and great love contains a vicious heart; this is what is meant by great kindness being ruthless."

"Gentlemen, take care. This old man has lived out the joys of this life!"

(End of this chapter)