Under One Person: My Inner Realm Connects to All Worlds!

Chapter 240 All Past Lives, Severing Power and Cutting Off Roots

Zhang Yuanbo roared, drawing upon the power of Yin Thunder and Poisonous Fire that had accumulated in the Ghost Realm for thousands of years.

In an instant, crimson lightning danced wildly in the sky, and pitch-black flames surged from the ground. The lightning and fire intertwined, forming a net of destruction that descended upon Han Yun.

This thunder and fire contain the meaning of calamity, corrupt people's lives, and specifically destroy all kinds of protective supernatural powers; it is extremely vicious.

This is a sinister thunderfire that Zhang Yuanbo specially researched for the Golden Light Mantra of the Celestial Master's Mansion lineage. He has held a grudge against Zhang Daoling for sealing it away for thousands of years.

As the saying goes, a gentleman takes revenge even after ten years, while a petty person takes revenge from morning till night.

If these six demon kings were to actually be born, their first act would probably be to head straight for the Celestial Master's Mansion, destroy its lineage, annihilate its teachings, and grind all the disciples of the Celestial Master's Mansion to dust.

Han Yun's expression remained unchanged. With a thought, the True Fire Cloak surrounding him suddenly expanded, and the Samadhi True Fire rose with the wind, transforming into a sea of ​​fire that protected him in the center.

Whether it's crimson lightning or pitch-black poisonous fire, once they collide with the Samadhi True Fire, they are like mud oxen entering the sea, being refined by its property of burning everything, and instead becoming nourishment for the Samadhi True Fire, making the fire burn even brighter.

Seeing this, Zhang Yuanbo was so angry that he gritted his teeth.

Taking advantage of this lull, Fan Juqing, the demon king in charge of the mountain spirits and miasma, commanded countless twisted spirits formed from the combination of miasma and resentment to surge in like a tide.

These monsters come in various forms, some like giant poisonous insects, others like eerie vines, spewing corrosive poisonous mists and miasma.

The eight ghost generals could no longer contain themselves and each displayed their unique abilities.

These eight ghost generals each have their own origins.

They are: 魑魅魍魉, 魃魈魁鬾.

Chi is a spirit or ferocious beast in the mountains and forests. It often appears in deep mountains and dense forests. Its appearance is varied, such as the shape of an ox, a tiger or leopard, or a human body with a snake tail. It is good at hiding and ambushing people and injuring people with its strength.

The term "魅" refers to a monster that has cultivated itself from plants or animals. It often transforms into a beautiful human form and uses bewitching techniques to seduce humans, drain their vital energy, or cause them to lose their way.

For example, the "In Search of the Supernatural" records that the demon can transform into a snake, and the Tang Dynasty poet Li He's line "After a hundred years, the owl becomes a tree demon" also confirms its nature as a tree spirit.

The spirits of mountains, rivers, and marshes are often regarded as one entity. They were originally the plague ghosts or water gods transformed from the son of Zhuanxu after his death. They are reddish-black in color, resemble children, and can control water flow or imitate human voices to confuse passersby.

According to the "In Search of the Supernatural" record, it lived in Ruoshui and was a plague demon. It was known as one of the "miscellaneous minor demons" during the Yellow Emperor's battle against Chiyou, along with the Chi and Mei.

The term "魃" refers to the drought demon, a legendary monster that causes droughts; "魈" refers to the mountain demon, a mountain spirit resembling a macaque.

The character 魁 originally means leader or tall, and by extension, it refers to a burly and imposing ghost. In mythology, there are also righteous gods like Kui Xing; it specifically refers to child ghosts, evil spirits that specifically torment children.

These eight ghost generals can actually be seen as prototypes of natural gods and monsters, originating from ancient mountain beliefs, but their origins are far less powerful and profound than those of the six great demon kings.

Therefore, they were driven by the six great demon kings.

Suddenly, a gigantic demon transformed into a hundred-foot-tall monster, swinging a massive club made of bones down; a bewitching ghost unleashed its demonic powers, conjuring countless ghostly figures to bewitch the mind; and a demon spewed pitch-black ghostly water, freezing souls...

In an instant, Han Yun was surrounded by enemies on all sides and caught in the center of a fierce attack.

Faced with this siege powerful enough to instantly kill any of the top ten masters, Han Yun formed hand seals like blooming lotus flowers and chanted a mantra:

"Om, Ah, Hum!"

The three-syllable mantra of Buddhism resounded like a great bell, shaking the ghost realm. A vast, compassionate, and calming power spread out from him, causing the surging attacks to pause.

At the same time, the golden light from the sun behind his head surged, no longer just pure Yang Qi, but infused with the wisdom light of the Mahayana Bodhicitta Sutra.

"The light of the mind manifests, illuminating the darkness!"

The dazzling light, like a sharp sword, pierced through the darkness and resentment.

Wherever the light reached, the twisted monsters screamed in agony, their forms becoming illusory; the ghostly phantoms of ghouls burst like bubbles; and the icy underworld waters evaporated rapidly under the light of wisdom.

Han Yun moved with the ease of a leisurely stroll, weaving through the gaps in the dense attacks.

Sometimes he would point his fingers like a sword, his pure Yang sword energy sweeping across the land, annihilating the attacking monsters; sometimes he would utter true words, his thunderous roars materializing to disperse the poisonous mist and miasma; sometimes his third eye would shine, golden light fixing the ghost general's true form, and then he would unleash a punch, condensing countless forces, his supreme Yang fist intent shattering the ghost general's soul.

He was actually fighting against the combined attack of the top beings in the entire Ghost Realm all by himself, without being at a disadvantage!
However, the six demon kings were deeply rooted and had almost merged with this ghostly cave, possessing nearly inexhaustible power.

Therefore, Han Yun's gaze once again fell upon Zhao Gongming.

As the art of war says, to capture the enemy, first capture their leader.

It is better to cut off one of his fingers than to hurt ten of them.

Although the six demon kings are not clearly ranked, Zhao Gongming is in charge of weapons and his attacks are the most fierce. If he can be severely injured, it will surely intimidate the demons.

Han Yun took a deep breath, and his golden core circulated wildly within his body, unifying his essence, energy, and spirit, which condensed at his fingertips.

He abandoned all defense, his figure transformed into a streak of light, ignoring the various attacks coming from behind, and shot straight towards Zhao Gongming's ghost face on the summit of Bone Mountain!

"court death!"

Zhao Gongming's three giant eyes opened wide in fury, gathering the murderous aura of war throughout his body. A dark red beam of light, condensed to the extreme, suddenly shot out from the scarlet vertical pupil between his forehead. It seemed as if ten thousand horses were galloping and clashing weapons were being fired. This was the original manifestation of the power of war, enough to pierce through everything!
Han Yun neither dodged nor evaded; the golden patterns in his Heavenly Eye also shone brightly. A golden light containing the wisdom of emptiness and the essence of pure Yang struck first, colliding with the dark red beam of light.

laugh--!
Without a loud bang, the two extreme forces annihilated each other, forming a brief, chaotic sphere of black and white intertwined in the void.

In that instant of stalemate, Han Yun pointed out the point of spiritual light at his fingertips, which contained the essence of his entire cultivation.

This seemingly slow gesture transcends certain limitations, embodying Han Yun's understanding of "cause and effect" and "calamity."

He discerned the essential nature of Zhao Gongming as the embodiment of "warfare," whose existence was closely linked to the "karma" of war and slaughter in the human world.

And this connection lies within the interior scene.

The inner realm is the place where the inner nature of all living beings is reflected. Even though the six great demon kings are born spirits, of a higher rank, and live as long as heaven and earth, and are of the same age as the sun and moon, they are still among the masses of living beings.

In other words, they have not yet transcended.

Therefore, the six demon kings can also communicate with the inner realm, and their rebirth is closely related to the special region of the inner realm.

Wherever there is calamity, war, plague, or disaster, and wherever life perishes, all related information is reflected in the inner landscape. After the death of the six great demon kings, it is similar to ascending to heaven. Their reincarnation mechanism is taken over by heaven and earth. Through the inner landscape, their essential rank is preserved and they are transferred to a place full of "calamity energy" to be reborn.

This is what is known as reincarnation.

Sometimes, they may even be reincarnated as humans, becoming so-called "star reincarnations" or "born holy beings."

Sometimes they are reincarnated as animals.

In fact, the six demon kings had reincarnated several times before they were sealed by Zhang Daoling.

Take, for example, Liu Yuanda, who was in charge of the plague. In his previous life, he was not called Liu Yuanda, but rather... Lü Yue!
For example, Zhong Shigui, who was in charge of flood control, was once reincarnated as a monkey named Wuzhiqi in a previous life. He caused trouble by the Huai River and was eventually killed by Yu the Great, the ancestor of the human race.

In one of Zhao Gongming's previous lives, he was also named Zhao Gongming. He had a life-and-death feud with a Buddha in the West who practiced the Mahayana method of Nirvana and created a special lamp for burning souls.

Of course, this is something Han Yun is unaware of now. There are no related records in some Taoist secrets, and the truth of some things has long been lost in the long river of history.

Now that we know the crux of the problem, it's easier to deal with.

As long as their reincarnation is severed, that is, the connection between the six demon kings and the inner realm is cut off, preventing them from reincarnating, and then they are digested in their own inner realm space, it is possible to completely kill them.

"Sever your roots of power, strip away your authority!"

Han Yun's finger fell, not striking Zhao Gongming's ghost mask, but rather the invisible inner vision link!
"Do not--!"

Zhao Gongming let out a terrified roar, feeling his connection with the power of war between heaven and earth being forcibly severed!
The condensed ghost face began to twist and blur violently, and its aura rapidly declined.

At the same time, attacks from other demon kings and ghost generals were already upon them.

Han Yun withstood several attacks, his inner energy solidifying into a tangible form. He concentrated countless forces within a foot of himself, just like Sun Lutang before him, where a mere foot in front of him felt like the ends of the earth.

Without pausing, taking advantage of the moment when Zhao Gongming was injured and the demons were terrified, he suddenly tore his hands apart into the void!
"The interior is now open, close!"

It did not devour the entire Ghost Realm, but rather precisely targeted Zhao Gongming's weakened and fragile core essence, forcibly separating it from the Ghost Realm and dragging it into its own inner space.

"help me!"

Zhao Gongming's terrified thoughts spread throughout the Ghost Realm.

The other five demon kings were both shocked and furious, and they all unleashed their strongest attacks on Han Yun in an attempt to stop him.

Although the six demon kings often fight amongst themselves, they will unite against external forces in critical moments. After all, they have been enemies for thousands of years, and their relationship is like that of sworn enemies, none of them willing to submit to the other, but each of them also has their own concerns.

Liu Yuanda spewed out the primordial plague poison, Zhang Yuanbo triggered the core of Yin Thunder, Zhong Shigui stirred up the raging waves of the Underworld Sea, Shi Wenye wove a nightmare cycle, Fan Juqing commanded the spirits of the mountains and forests, and the eight ghost generals rushed forward at the cost of their lives!

But Han Yun was prepared. His body was surrounded by Samadhi True Fire and Pure Yang Lightning, which intertwined to form the strongest barrier, and he withstood the concentrated fire.

At the same time, in his inner space, the golden-veined glazed Bodhi tree radiated boundless light, its branches and leaves swaying, fixing the source of Zhao Gongming that had been forcibly absorbed.

As the Bodhi Heart Sutra was activated, a Bodhi leaf fell, serving as fuel to ignite the fire of wisdom and begin to forcefully refine the root of this demon king of war!
"what--!"

Han Yun intentionally let out Zhao Gongming's shrill screams, sending chills down the spines of the demons outside.

They could sense that Zhao Gongming's aura was rapidly disappearing, not being sealed, but truly and completely annihilated!

“He…he can kill us completely!” Shi Wenye’s voice trembled like never before.

At this moment, the remaining five demon kings and eight ghost generals looked at Han Yun with genuine fear for the first time.

For thousands of years, relying on their immortality, they have shown no fear even when sealed away.

But at this moment, a nemesis that can end their eternal existence has appeared!
Han Yun's eyes grew even brighter. He surveyed the demons, his voice calm yet carrying supreme authority:

"Who's coming next?"

The ghost realm fell into a deathly silence. The previous surging offensive came to an abrupt halt, and none of the terrifying beings in the darkness dared to advance again!
Han Yun stood amidst the myriad ghosts, his body radiant with light, like a god descended to earth. His calm gaze swept across the depths of darkness, yet it chilled the demons to the bone more than any fierce killing intent.

The five demon kings' auras mingled, filled with surprise and uncertainty. The eight ghost generals' souls trembled; had the demon kings not retreated, they would have already scattered and fled.

Han Yun took in the demons' reactions with perfect clarity.

His reason for choosing Zhao Gongming, who was most skilled in warfare, as the first target was precisely to establish his authority with swift and decisive action and break down Zhao's psychological defenses. Now it seems the effect is remarkable.

In the interior space at this moment, the golden-veined glazed Bodhi tree radiates countless rays of light, its branches and leaves swaying gently, firmly suppressing the source of the constant struggle and roaring war. The fire of wisdom burns like a furnace, gradually stripping away and purifying the violence and killing intent within it.

With each refinement, Han Yun gained a deeper understanding of the natural law of "war and calamity," and his own cultivation also subtly improved.

These six demon kings, though incarnations of calamity, are in essence part of the laws of heaven and earth. Refining them is tantamount to directly absorbing fragments of the rules.

After a moment of silence, Liu Yuanda, who was in charge of the plague, was the first to lose his temper. The pale green plague aura spread again, but this time it was no longer an attack. Instead, it transformed into layers of barriers to protect himself. His voice was filled with shock and anger.

"Gentlemen! Are we just going to sit idly by and watch this boy be defeated one by one? He must have expended a great deal of energy refining Zhao Gongming. Now is the best time to join forces and kill him!"

"Brother Liu is right!"

Thunderfire Demon King Zhang Yuanbo's body crackled with dark lightning and flames as he spoke fiercely, "No matter how strong he is, he's still just one person. If we join forces, we can wear him down. But if we wait for him to refine us one by one, that will be the real end of the world!"

These words stirred the demons, their fear subsiding slightly before their ferocity returned. Indeed, they held the advantage of terrain and outnumbered the demons; how could they simply sit and wait to be killed?

Upon seeing this, Han Yun's gaze sharpened, locking onto Liu Yuanda, who had been shouting the loudest earlier.

If striking the mountain to intimidate the tiger isn't enough, then let's just kill the tiger!
"Stubborn."

Before he finished speaking, Han Yun's figure suddenly blurred, and the next moment, he directly passed through the layers of plague barriers and appeared in front of Liu Yuanda's ever-changing plague source.

Shrinking the earth to an inch, even traversing the void!
This is precisely the ultimate application of the "emptiness" teaching in the Mahayana Bodhicitta Sutra.

Liu Yuanda was terrified. Its specialty was spreading plagues over long distances, not close combat. It immediately spewed out a poisonous aura containing the essence of plagues accumulated over thousands of years, attempting to force Han Yun to retreat.

(End of this chapter)