Invasion Myth: Starting with the Schoolteacher

Chapter 615 Killing the King is Like Slaughtering a Dog
"My lord, my lord! I curse you!"

How could the people of Wu have imagined that they were merely sacrifices readily available in the eyes of their king, tools for charging into battle, and backdrops for his displays of power and prestige?

But it's not human.

The grasshoppers' wings flutter and swarm. May your descendants be numerous and prosperous.

The grasshoppers' wings chirp and twitter. May your descendants be numerous and abundant.

The grasshoppers' wings flutter and sing. May your descendants thrive and multiply.

This is a poem describing a prosperous family, using the grasshopper as a metaphor for people.

What is a grasshopper? It is an insect of the order Orthoptera, often called a "katydid," or, according to another interpretation, a locust.

Those in power desire a million armored soldiers and a thousand chariots.

Now, even after death, they are summoned to fight to the death for the king. They have no control over their own lives, whether in life or in death. This is the tragedy of the common people in ancient times.

The demonic energy emanating from the Gan Jiang and Mo Xie swords soared into the sky.

The king is the heretic of the world.

The sharp sword cries erupted a million times in an instant, shattering the ghost swordsmen within a hundred feet into dark clouds that spread across the underworld.

The Holy Father sighed deeply, and the raised hand was not a Buddhist teaching, but a mental cultivation method.

A shimmering white light appeared in his hand and moved about, forming a white lotus of thirty-six petals in the blink of an eye.

I really hate emperors, monarchs, and so on. You always use your flesh and blood bodies to display inhuman morality.

"So, are you ready?"

Bending down, the hazy white lotus was pressed hard onto the earth!

Because of compassion, I am angry! Because of justice, I am angry! Because of kindness, I am angry! Because I am human, I am angry!
Since the world is so unreasonable, let's find a world that is reasonable!
Flowers, come down and show yourselves to all living beings!
boom! ! ! ! !
The Gates of Hell are shaking, Mount Luofeng is shaking, Yama is shaking—a will is invading!

Furthermore, a mysterious breeze seems to be shielding the underworld from its karmic punishments.

An aura of misfortune and tranquility is enveloping the underworld, and crimson magma is invading the small world of Zhou Jue Yin Tian Palace.

The divine soul interferes with reality, and the Pure Land controls the underworld.

Their own vacuum homeland is enveloping this small world within Mount Luofeng, which is controlled by the Six Heavenly Demons.

Isolate from both inside and outside, shield from prying eyes, and sever all secrets of heaven.

Then!

All the anger and will within him were revealed, and a golden, black, and finally red aura swept in, sweeping across all directions.

The underworld trembled, the foundations of the small world trembled, magma covered the earth, and endless lightning danced in the clouds.

Never before has the power of the fire of judgment been so strong, because the Father is actively involved in it.

The two demonic swords received a terrifying enhancement, their sword energy rising like pillars of divine fire reaching into the dark clouds.

An extreme terror surged from the instincts of the ghosts and monsters, and the great demon imprisoned under the Yin Heaven Palace of Zhou Jue was trembling with fear at this aura.

The ghost is crying, howling, going mad, venting, and collapsing.

A will that should not belong to the underworld is being carried out in this small world.

This world shouldn't be like this.

The rules have changed, and fluctuations in will have swept through the small world.

The lava engulfed tens of thousands of Yin soldiers, and as they were dragged underground, they saw even more terrifying karmic demons lurking below.

The battle began amidst the flames.

Before the once domineering blood crane could land, it was locked by countless chains that emerged from the void.

Amidst the clanging of metal, the crimson flames spread upwards, and excruciating pain surged into Teng Yu's heart.

Fire! A huge fire!

Its thousand-foot wings flapped wildly in the air, but this karmic fire was ignited by cause and effect, and the more it struggled, the more intense the fire became.

How could it be extinguished by being afraid of being hit and by releasing yin energy?
"唳——!!!"

The white crane cried out in pain and suddenly flapped its wings, rushing into the clouds of the underworld, trying to use the rules of the netherworld to suppress the flames.

Little did it know that this world had already been eroded by its vacuum homeland!

The homeland of the White Lotus Mother is one that embraces all people, while the homeland of the White Lotus Father is one that invades all worlds.

The dark clouds did not help it at all; instead, they were like oil poured on a fire, causing the black flames to surge and burn its feathers off, and its soul to shatter!
In extreme pain, Teng Yu fell to the ground along with the white crane, rolling and flapping wildly like a mad pheasant, but ultimately could not escape the calamity of being burned alive!
"Father, save me!" "It hurts so much!!!"

"I didn't want to kill you!" "I am a princess of Wu, you lowly commoners!"

Begging or yelling is useless.

A blood-red feather fell from the white crane. The burning karmic fire did not cause the wronged soul pain, but rather a warmth it had never felt before.

Another blood feather fell, and following the cause and effect, it saw the King of Wu, and then gave its last bit of resentment to Xu Xuan.

More and more power was gathered behind the Holy Father, while the white crane was about to be burned to ashes.

"I hate it... I hate it..."

Blood and tears streamed down Baihe's face as she glared venomously at King Wu—the same gaze Teng Yu had given her.

If he hadn't used human sacrifices to be buried alive with the dead back then, how could I have ended up in this state?!
If he hadn't used his power to control my soul today, why would I have had to face death?!
"Helü...you will die a horrible death!!"

The daughter, ultimately influenced by resentment or perhaps guided by her own thoughts, actually tried to turn around and rush towards her father. Helü, however, pointed the Shengxie sword at the burning white crane, and with a flash of golden script, forcibly controlled it to charge towards Xu Xuan.

Even his daughter was his subordinate, and should serve the king. Such a terrifying enemy could only be defeated by using every ounce of strength.

Go on!

My son, for the sake of Wu!
The white crane let out a miserable cry, and instead of soaring, it staggered and ran towards Xu Xuan.

The crimson feathers have faded, and now what burns is her true form and the resentment she has collected over a thousand years, causing the earth to tremble uncontrollably as she stomps upon it.

However, the pleading in his eyes was clearly conveyed.

The Holy Father, however, showed no sympathy whatsoever.

Holding the swords with both hands, they slowly crossed them—the moment Gan Jiang and Mo Xie touched, the world suddenly fell silent!
“Zheng——!!!”

The sword's cry was like thunder falling from the heavens, and a towering sword pillar suddenly erupted!
The beam of light was neither black nor white, neither Buddha nor demon, but a sword light formed from the karmic force of cause and effect.

The left half is crimson like blood, burning away all evil in the world; the right half is clear and cold like the moon, illuminating all the delusions of ages past!
The thousand-foot-long white crane had only swooped halfway when it was struck head-on by the sword light!

"唳——!!!"

Amidst the mournful cries, the evil creature formed from three thousand wronged souls melted away inch by inch, starting from its wings, just like snow meeting the blazing sun!
It struggled frantically, but every wisp of its soul ignited karmic fire in the air; it twisted and howled, but every scream turned into a mantra for rebirth!
In the end, the white crane completely disintegrated, and countless wronged souls were freed, their resentment fading away in the karmic fire.

The Holy Father planted the two swords in the ground and began to recite the Ksitigarbha Sutra.

"The Buddhas of the three worlds praise him, and the Bodhisattvas of the ten directions take refuge in him. I now, having planted good karma in past lives, extol the true merits of Ksitigarbha."

"Homage to the World-Honored One, Ksitigarbha."

I truly have to thank the Bodhisattva this time; without that gentle breeze, I wouldn't have been able to accomplish all of this.

The chanting of sacred sounds, like heavenly music, sends you to the afterlife!
The ghost's body became clean and clear, floating in the air and turning into specks of light.

One after another, specks of light danced around Xu Xuan, then flew along the path to the Six Paths of Reincarnation pointed out by the Holy Father.

In an instant, the entire underworld witnessed the second meteor shower.

They broke through the small hell, flew out of Mount Luofeng, crossed the Bridge of Helplessness, and plunged headlong into the cycle of reincarnation.

A feeling of liberation spread along the way, carried by the specks of light to every place along the route.

As for the real culprit, these spirits firmly believe they will not have a good end, because the man's anger has not yet subsided.

In the smaller hell, the Father looked up at the Demon King, his voice eerily calm:
"It's your turn."

As I've already said, Helü chose the wrong ultimate move.

Any other method would have allowed for a back-and-forth struggle, but they chose the one that someone absolutely could not accept.

The ghost soldiers were still fighting in the lava. The White Crane Ghost Dance chapter had been directly erased, and now only Shengxie remained in his hand.
The King of Wu is now in a panic.

She felt extremely terrified as she faced the demon-like man who was approaching step by step.

The opponent's posture clearly indicated that they intended to utterly destroy him.

With Ke Shengxie in hand, the tide should be in my hands, so how did I end up in this situation?
"I am a descendant of Zhongyong, a descendant of the Yellow Emperor, and a legitimate member of the Ji clan."

Xu Xuan continued on his way.

"If I swear I will never set foot in the mortal realm again, will you, brave warrior, agree?"

Gan Jiang and Mo Xie were roaring.

"This Shengxie is yours."

How ridiculous! How could you try to bribe me with my things?
"According to the rites of Zhou, I may bind myself with my face covered and hold the jade disc in my mouth to preserve my life and the ancestral temple."

Xu Xuan was astonished. At this point, did he still consider himself a monarch?
Even the Zhou emperor would be struck by a sword in his presence.

Then Helü made a move: he knelt down.

In order to survive, he finally gave up everything, holding up his hands to offer up the evil weapon in exchange for a last chance at life.

But a sinister smile appeared on his lips. "I have endured humiliation and hardship for this very moment."

It's now!

boom!
The underground magma exploded!
In the instant of the explosion, the figure was so fast that even the laws of the Netherworld couldn't react in time, appearing behind Xu Xuan.

There was no howling wind, no soaring sword energy, only a three-inch-seven-fen short sword and a regicide will that had been dormant for a thousand years.

When Zhuan Zhu assassinated King Liao, a comet struck the moon!
Assassin Zhuan Zhu!

This peerless assassin, who once hid the Fish Intestine Sword in the belly of a fish to assassinate King Liao, now points his sword at Xu Xuan.

The Father felt the power of will without having to turn around.

It shattered the Pure Land, shattered the Buddha's light, shattered the demonic heart, shattered the karmic fire, shattered the brocade robe that automatically protected its master, shattered all defenses, and almost reached the heart.

It turns out that "a scholar will die for one who understands him!"

What a fine Zhuan Zhu! What a righteous man!

Mentioning Moye, clang!

Helü's head flew up first, the sinister smile on his face still lingering.

　As I was writing, I couldn't control myself, and a plot point I had never imagined came to me, which made me very happy.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)