Starting with the titmouse, seventy-two transformations

Chapter 214 The Tribulation of Questioning the Heart
It was still at the edge of the pool.

Four-colored rays of light surged forth like water, engulfing everyone within them.

Azure, brilliant gold, crimson orange, and deep black—the four colors reflected each other, rendering all the people and demons in the arena in a dazzling array of colors.

It seems everything is fine!
The previous sounds and noises all seemed like illusions.

but--

“I feel guilty. I shouldn’t have treated my parents that way. They raised me with great difficulty, hoping I would become successful, but after I achieved success, I complained about their nagging…”

Someone cried out, their voice hoarse with despair.

Liu Sheng looked in the direction of the sound, his pupils suddenly contracted, and he felt a chill run down his spine.

But then, in mid-air, a Qi cultivator, bathed in a crimson-orange glow, was seen weeping uncontrollably.

As he cried, blood flowed from his eyes, more and more, until it became two waterfalls of blood.

Before one breath is out, all the blood and essence in one's body will have drained away, and one will die completely.

This person is a Qi Refiner under the command of the Prince of Jin's heir, from the Flowing Cloud Sword Sect. His cultivation is not weak; he has already achieved the Great Perfection of Foundation Establishment.

"The crimson and orange glow of dawn signifies the Southern Eloquence!"

Liu Sheng felt a chill run down his spine. He turned to look at the reddish-orange stone sculpture with four faces and eight arms in the distance, and was horrified.

Before he could even see what happened, the Qi Refiner from the Flowing Cloud Sword Sect died mysteriously.

Moreover, that person was located at the edge of the pool, unlike the Falcon Demon and Li Mu, who were close to the stone sculpture!

"Kill, kill, kill—"

Before he could think it through, another wolf howl rang out; it was from a frost wolf demon he had dealt with before.

The monster then revealed its true form, transforming into a giant frost wolf that was twenty or thirty feet long.

Its eyes were pitch black, emitting terrifying black smoke, and it was baring its teeth and drooling as it fought a bloody battle.

But all around it was empty, except for the surging dark light.

Each time it attacks, it leaves terrible wounds on its body.

What's horrifying is that these wounds were clearly caused by the animal itself.

It was as if the object of its attack was itself!

It fought more and more fiercely, killing more and more recklessly, its body covered in wounds, bleeding profusely, and utterly battered.

"Die!"

Finally, it roared wildly, leaped high into the air, and opened its bloody mouth as if it were biting the enemy's throat.

"Crack!"

The next moment, its throat shattered, its head fell to the ground, and a vicious, sinister smile remained on its wolf face.

died.

Gan!
what on earth is it?

Why do all its attacks ultimately end up on itself?
Liu Sheng clenched his fists, a chill running down his spine.

Without understanding the mechanics, there's no way to win.

Within this four-colored radiance, to make a move is to die, not to make a move is also to die, to get close is to die, and to stay in place is also to die!

How to do?
"Quickly, have Abbess Jingyue tell us everything she saw in the murals!"

At this moment, the Crown Prince of Jin turned around and roared loudly at Liu Sheng.

After witnessing two bizarre deaths in succession, this member of the Great Yu royal family finally became afraid.

Even with Dugu Ba's protection, he still felt a bone-chilling cold.

"Quick, Eagle Brother, get your pet to talk, or we'll all die here!"

The Black Wind King's eyes were bloodshot, and his robe writhed strangely, as if something was about to crawl out from inside.

But it couldn't care less about that anymore.

Its body began to swell, and it was about to reveal its true form...

"Master Tai!"

Liu Sheng turned around and saw the voice of Abbess Jingyue ringing in his ears, as resounding as a great bell, deafening and awakening—

"If I hear..."

She was radiant, her hands forming a mudra, and she looked at Liu Sheng, speaking slowly and deliberately:
"The Four Protectors of the Dharma protect the four realms. They established the Four Aspects of the Kalpa Realm to guide believers in breaking free from attachments and attaining great liberation."

The Eastern Dragon King, in the form of a long-lived being, established the sea of ​​suffering.

The Western Garuda, using its own form, establishes a question about the tribulations of the mind.

The Southern Heaven of Eloquence, based on human appearance, establishes the prison of tongue-related tribulations.

The Northern Yaksha King, through the appearances of all beings, establishes a calamity of slaughter. The four calamities arise from the four characteristics, originating from the four attachments of the human mind, from which liberation is impossible.

As she spoke, she walked past Liu Sheng and toward the treasure bottle at the end.

He walked slowly and deliberately, taking one step at a time, and before he knew it, he had reached a distance of several dozen feet.

Surrounded by Buddhist light, his aura of compassion grew ever stronger.

The surging waves of four colors parted automatically in front of her, surrounding her and leading her toward the treasure vase.

Liu Sheng was dumbfounded.

No, is this old nun going to defy the heavens?
Ever since he captured her as a pet in the ruins, she's been half-dead.

Liu Sheng never expected her to be of any help, after all, she herself was badly wounded in battle and it would be difficult for her to recover.

His strength has increased significantly, and sending Ah Biao would be enough to defeat her.

The reason he kept her around, despite her being a burden, was out of consideration for Du Bingyan.

I never expected that she would give me such a big surprise in the end!
"Could it be... that she was possessed in front of that blank mural and became the final boss?"

Liu Sheng gasped and fell silent.

It seems that I haven't offended her along the way? On the contrary, I've been protecting her safety the whole time, haven't I?
As for the hair-flicking that caused her to have a head full of frizz...

Who is so despicable as to lay such a cruel hand on a highly respected senior?

Stand up! I, Liu, swear I will never let such a despicable person live under the same sky!
What? It's me?

Bullshit!

He's clearly an eagle demon surnamed Bai, what does that have to do with me?
"...In the realm of the Four Aspects of Calamity, one must use a mind free from delusion, shame, anger, and fear to break through the marks of self, others, sentient beings, and lifespan..."

At this moment, Abbess Jingyue was already engulfed in the dazzling four-colored light, but her voice drifted from afar.

Like a dim lamp, it floats and sinks in the raging waves, and may be extinguished by the waves at any time.

Yet it still shines persistently, illuminating the way forward.

"A fearless mind breaks the illusion of life, a mind free from confusion breaks the illusion of self, a mind free from shame breaks the illusion of others, and a mind free from anger breaks the illusion of all beings."

But what truly constitutes fearlessness, clarity of mind, integrity, and freedom from anger?

Liu Sheng was puzzled and looked up to ask again, but she was already gone.

Not only her, but also the Black Wind King, the Prince of Jin, Dugu Ba, and all the other people and demons present had disappeared.

Ahead, the golden rays of dawn were so intense they blinded people.

A divine being stood in the center of the rosy light, his aura vast and imposing, like a prison.

He was ten thousand feet tall, with a golden bell around his neck, adorned with necklaces, and his wings spread wide, revealing a thousand eyes.

Whether in doubt, joy, indifference, passion, or reserve...

A thousand eyes, a thousand emotions, each different; without uttering a word, a thousand intense feelings surge into the heart.

It makes you want to laugh one moment and cry the next, be furious one moment and sad the next, until your emotions completely break down and you lose control.

"It's a Garuda!"

Liu Sheng felt a chill run down his spine from being stared at, and quickly closed his eyes to shield himself from view.

At the same time, both ears perk up, body hairs twitch, feet tap repeatedly, activating other senses to detect the surrounding movements.

But they discovered that all their previous methods had failed!

All the sensory feedback was consistent: the surroundings were empty, there were no Thousand Eyes, no Myriad Winged Birds, no radiant light, nothing at all.

But how is it possible?

He was terrified and instinctively opened his eyes, only to be met with thousands of gleaming eyes—

who am I?
What am I?
Was I really who I was yesterday?
Will I still be the same person tomorrow?

Which is the real me, the me of the moment before or the me of the moment after?

Are all these incarnations me?
If all of these are me, then wouldn't there be... countless versions of me?
If I am not unique, which one is the real me?

In an instant, it seemed as if thousands of identical voices echoed in Liu Sheng's mind.

His eyes gradually became dull and hollow, and he kept muttering:
"The 'I' of yesterday was not me, and the 'I' of tomorrow will not be me either, so... who am I, really?"

He held the halberd horizontally, grasped the halberd head in his hand, and shoved it hard against his neck.

"puff!"

His head hit the ground, and blood spurted out.

[The Sky-Splitter Avatar has been detected as dead. Consume 10000 Spirit Points to revive it?]

(End of this chapter)