Great Love for All Heavens Begins with Huang Yaoshi

Chapter 284 My surname is Zhuang, and I'll also call myself the Great Sage Devouring Heaven.
After a while, the black bear spirit, covered in wounds, crawled out of the pit:
"I fought you on an empty stomach. If you're so capable, wait until I've eaten before we fight again. That way, I'll accept my defeat wholeheartedly!"

"Your dark hair is quite handsome, but don't get your hopes up. Do you think I can't see that you're trying to use a meal as an excuse to escape?"

With a flick of his sleeve, the white-haired, red-eyed youth sent a bear paw to the ground. The black bear spirit cried out in pain as blood gushed out, and he hurriedly began to stop the bleeding.

On the field, twenty or thirty vengeful spirits appeared, skillfully skinning and deboning snakes, wolves, and bear paws.
"Blackie, you can go back to your cave and have a proper meal now," the white-haired, red-eyed boy casually greeted him.

"A villain."

The black bear spirit was about to shout a curse when it was silenced:

"If you don't want to leave, you can go inside my belly, and I guarantee you'll never know what hunger is again."

Immediately, he vanished like the wind, closing the mountain gate tightly, as if he never wanted to see that jinx again.

In the following days, apart from the monsters in the Black Wind Cave, there were no other monsters that had gained any strength in the surrounding hundreds of miles; they all ended up in the belly of the white-haired, red-eyed boy.

After he had eaten and drunk his fill, he leisurely rode the clouds westward, which finally relieved the Black Bear Spirit in the Black Wind Cave who had been unable to eat or sleep. He felt that he had been spared and that the evil star had finally left. If he hadn't left, he probably would have come to eat bear meat.

During this time, I did think about escaping, but some inhuman demon was guarding Black Wind Mountain, and I was afraid that if I made any move, it would give them an excuse to become my meal.

The white-haired, red-eyed youth traveled westward, passing through a village and wandering around for a while before stumbling upon a large mountain called Fuling Mountain. He muttered to himself:
"Never mind, I still feel a bit uncomfortable. I'm too fat, so I don't really want to eat it."

Zhuang Buran turned around and rode away on a cloud, flying westward until he arrived at Huangfeng Ridge, which was eight hundred miles away.

He stood at the foot of a very steep mountain. Looking up, he saw that the mountaintop seemed to reach the sky. The mountain was covered with strange rocks, including dripping rocks with a tinkling sound, as well as various birds and beasts.

As the white-haired, red-eyed youth climbed the mountain, dozens of demons flew into the jungle. Within the time it takes for an incense stick to burn, they brought forth wild beasts such as red-scaled pythons and blue wolves.

On a spacious flat area, the changgui were busy at work, and soon the aroma of meat filled the air. Zhuang Buran then began to feast on the snake meat.

At this moment, a striped tiger gradually approached, and immediately a dozen or so cunning ghouls noticed it and, without saying a word, pounced to kill it.

The magnificent tiger roared, transforming into a monster with a human body and a tiger's head, and then shouted fiercely:

"Wait a minute. I am the vanguard under King Huangfeng. I am here on the king's orders to patrol the mountain and capture a few ordinary people to make wine for the enemy. Since you know how to act as an accomplice to a tyrant, you must be one of my kind. Why don't you come with me to capture a few ordinary people? Then you will have a bright future."

"It should be known that the Yellow Wind King has boundless magical power. In the eight hundred miles of Yellow Wind Ridge, whether it is demons and monsters or local gods and mountain spirits, they all depend on him."

"Oh, is it so."

The white-haired, red-eyed boy glanced to the side:

"You're the Tiger Vanguard?"

“That’s right.” Tiger Vanguard said arrogantly.

"I, Zhuang, still harbor the ambition to become a Great Sage of the Demon Clan, yet you are telling me to become a dog. This is truly outrageous."

After the white-haired, red-eyed youth finished speaking, a flash of sword light disappeared in an instant. Tiger Vanguard's body stiffened, and he fell heavily to the ground, revealing his true form.

Immediately afterwards, the ghouls began to skin and debone the tiger's corpse and cook it.

Two or three days later. On the spacious flat ground, various demon bones were piled up. After the white-haired, red-eyed boy took a bite of the bear paw in his hand, a fierce wind suddenly blew from all directions, followed by the sound of drums beating and flags waving. Four or five hundred powerful demons appeared all around.

The leading demon held a three-pronged steel fork, wore a golden helmet and golden armor, and looked very imposing.

"You wicked demon, how dare you provoke me! Besides the big and small leaders, I originally had five or seven hundred lesser demons under my command, and in just a few days, you have devoured almost half of them."

Yellow Wind Monster said angrily:
"What kind of monster are you? How dare you cause me trouble?"

The white-haired, red-eyed youth calmly finished eating the bear paw meat in his hand and said indifferently:
"My surname is Zhuang, and I'll call myself the Great Sage Devouring Heaven. And what are you, you blind beast, who only allows demons to eat humans but not humans to eat demons?"

Yellow Wind Monster seemed unable to believe his ears, and then spoke again in a fit of rage:
You say you're a human being?

"You wicked creature, are you blind? I, Zhuang, have only acquired demonic energy because I ate too much monster food."

"You bastard, do you really think I'm blind?!"

Huang Feng trembled violently and immediately gave an order for his demons to take down the babbling scoundrel.

"You sable spirit are quite kind-hearted. Knowing that my belly is a bottomless pit, you keep sending me meat. Today, you even came out in full force. It seems you know you don't have much meat on your body. Very good!"

The white-haired, red-eyed youth rose and took a step into the air. The enormous Yellow Wind Ridge shook violently, as if the sky was about to collapse and the earth to cave in. Almost instantly, the fierce and inexhaustible Bull Demon Force poured out, turning hundreds of monsters into a pile of broken bones and rotten flesh in the blink of an eye.

The Yellow Wind Monster was terrified. It quickly looked towards the southeast, opened its mouth three times, exhaled a breath, and blew out a yellow wind that rose from the sky.

Suddenly, the sky and earth changed color, yellow sand filled the sky, sweeping across the eight-hundred-mile-long Yellow Wind Ridge, and the cold, vicious wind blew dozens of ghostly creatures about, making them spin around like spinning wheels.

Their forms became increasingly ethereal, and facing the imminent danger of their souls being scattered, they cried out for help in a frenzy of wailing.

"It can darken the heavens and earth, scare ghosts and gods, split rocks and collapse cliffs, and blow away human life instantly. What a magnificent Samadhi Wind!" The white-haired, red-eyed youth nodded slightly.

"What kind of monster are you?" the Yellow Wind Monster asked in horror.
"Without the Wind-Fixing Pearl of Lingji Bodhisattva, you can withstand my Samadhi Divine Wind."

Zhuang Buran calmly replied:
"The so-called Samadhi refers to Right Reception. In Buddhism, people have five feelings: suffering, pleasure, sorrow, joy, and indifference. These five feelings are not true liberation. Only by transcending the five feelings and reaching a state of inner peace and non-attachment can one achieve Right Reception."

"When one understands one's own nature and achieves inner peace, one can avoid being swayed by external things, experience true bliss, not be attached to the five feelings, and not be trapped by the five desires. This is what is called leaving suffering and attaining happiness, reaching a state of harmony with one's own nature."

"Upon reaching this state, one will naturally not be moved by the Samadhi wind, and will regard it as no different from ordinary wind."

Having said that, he struck out with his palm, creating a palm strike that reversed yin and yang and inverted the five elements.

As soon as the vortex-shaped palm wind, in which black and white energies intertwined and flowed, appeared, the yellow sand in the sky was driven by the vortex energy and transformed into one tornado after another.

The Yellow Wind Monster's surroundings were immediately sealed off. He also felt a domineering and violent palm force forcibly interfering with the flow of magic power in his body, causing his supernatural power to backfire.

"Zhuang's 'Heaven-Splitting Palm' is becoming increasingly fierce and extraordinary."

As soon as he finished speaking, the Yellow Wind Monster let out a shrill scream.

(End of this chapter)