Invasion Myth: Starting with the Schoolteacher

Chapter 774 The Dharma King Has Become a Demon

The laughter gradually turned from a low murmur to a manic one. The Dharma King clutched his stomach, laughing so hard he was doubled over, tears streaming down his face.

"Just because of this? Just because of this?!" He suddenly erupted, his voice piercing the air with a sharp edge. "The evil people in this world are as numerous as the sands of the Ganges, can you kill them all?! Huh?! Answer me! Can you kill them all!!!"

His body twisted and deformed amidst his maniacal laughter, sometimes swelling like a mountain, sometimes shrinking like a mustard seed, completely lost in a state of madness.

This reason was more unacceptable to him than any deep-seated hatred—because it meant that in the other party's eyes, he was nothing more than an "ordinary villain" who could be eliminated at will.

Faced with this hysterical questioning, Xu Xuan remained surprisingly calm.

He clasped his hands together, and suddenly a solemn Buddhist light emanated from his body as he chanted:

"I will not attain Buddhahood until all sentient beings are liberated; I will not become a Buddha until hell is empty."

After finishing the Buddhist chant, he reverted to his usual nonchalant demeanor and shrugged.

"Unfortunately, I am not Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva, and I do not have such a grand vow."

So all I can say is...

He raised the Victorious Sword, its tip pointing directly at the Dharma King's throat, and revealed a radiant smile:

"I try my best."

Before the words were even finished, the sword flashed.

This sword strike was both an answer to the Dharma King and a testament to his own resolve to eradicate evil completely, eliminating as many as possible.

As for whether we can kill them all? That's not a question we should be considering right now.

Having said all that, it really is the end of the matter.

All that remains is the sword in my hand and the Dao in my heart.

The Yin-Yang Dharma King had heard far too many such grand pronouncements.

Those Taoist priests he casually crushed, those overconfident monks, would all mutter a few meaningless phrases like "acting on behalf of Heaven" and "subduing demons" before they died. He always scoffed at them, thinking these humans were just stupid and noisy.

But at this moment, when Xu Xuan's sword was pressed against his throat, he suddenly realized that the enlightenment contained in those words was indeed true.

"what……"

The Dharma King chuckled softly, his eyes gradually twisting in a distorted light.

At this moment, the demonic thoughts erupted completely.

Countless roars echoed in his mind:

This filthy world should have been destroyed long ago!

"Why? Why is someone like this allowed to live in this world?!"

"Kill him! Slaughter everyone! Turn both the realms of the living and the dead into a sea of ​​blood!"

At first he was a little confused about where these voices came from. But soon he understood—these were the whispers of the Heavenly Demon.

It is an ancient malice lurking in the gap between Yin and Yang, the purest desire for destruction in the world.

“I see…” The Dharma King grinned, revealing a sinister smile. “Then… let’s become demons.”

Faced with the overwhelming trend of the Dao waning and the rise of the demons, the Yin-Yang Dharma King finally made his own choice.

Although he is often called a "demon", he was actually more of a "monster" - neither human nor ghost, neither demon nor immortal, and survived for thousands of years in the gap between life and death by relying on the Yin-Yang principles he figured out himself.

Even though he practiced Buddhist techniques in reverse, his limited talent prevented him from ever truly reaching the threshold of "demonic" power.

He was cautious, cunning, and twisted, but not extreme or insane enough.

But now it's completely open.

He deliberately opened his inner realm, drawing the Heavenly Demon into his heart, personally crushing the foundation of his thousand years of cultivation, and utterly surrendering himself to the demonic path. Since this world cannot tolerate him, then let this world perish with him!
"boom--"

A demonic fire ignited within his heart, burning away reason and hesitation. His appearance began to drastically change—

His once handsome, scholarly face was now covered in dark, demonic patterns, and his pale skin had turned a sickly gray-blue. His black robes fluttered without wind, and he wore a jet-black crown that reached to the heavens. His eyes were stained crimson, with eerie black demonic patterns spreading even from the corners of his eyes, resembling heavily painted eyeshadow.

Yes, now, he's a true demon.

"Power..." The Dharma King looked down at his hands, which were shrouded in demonic energy, and felt the new power surging within him. Although his cultivation level had not yet returned to its peak, his combat strength had more than doubled!
As the saying goes, "darkening makes you three times stronger, while whitewashing makes you three times weaker."

He looked up at Xu Xuan, a wide grin spreading across his face: "Monk, now... it's my turn."

The demonic power is overwhelming, and yin and yang are in chaos!

Seeing this, Xu Xuan couldn't help but shake his head and sigh softly, "Why are you doing this again...?"

Before he could finish speaking, the Yin-Yang Dharma King had already unleashed a furious attack—

"Shut up! Today it's either you or me, you evil monk, prepare to die!"

The same life-and-death light, now wrapped in monstrous demonic energy, as thick as a bucket, its power increased several times over! The Ksitigarbha Sutra affixed to Xu Xuan's body began to hiss.

"Tsk, are you serious?"

Xu Xuan's figure flickered, suddenly transforming into thousands of illusory butterflies dancing in the void, while his true body, like Boqi eating a dream, disappeared into the gap between reality and illusion, preparing to strike with his sword at the opportune moment.

However, the Dharma King was no longer the same after he fell into demonic possession—

A halo of reduced intelligence? Useless!
Illusion? Ineffective!
Psychological interference? No way!
The mystical light of life and death split into countless forms, precisely extinguishing all the illusory butterflies before merging back into one, relentlessly pursuing Xu Xuan's true form like a persistent, venomous wound. No matter how he dodged and weaved, the mystical light remained firmly in his grasp!
"It's really three times stronger?!" Xu Xuan's eyes widened. He looked down at the brocade cassock on his body, then touched the magic weapon at his waist, and finally gritted his teeth.

"Shengxie, I'm sorry!"

"Zheng——"

The jet-black short sword flew out with a sound, forcefully blocking the fatal blow.

"Ah!!" The sword spirit let out a shrill scream as the sword shattered into pieces, leaving only the hilt that clattered to the ground.

Xu Xuan quickly put it back into the jade pot and comforted him, "It's alright, it's alright. The world is full of evil energy right now. We can just find a mass grave and absorb some of it and it will grow back..."

But his brows furrowed even more deeply—the Dharma King's attack just now not only increased in power, but also deepened the concept of "impermanence of life and death."

This... is very much like cultivating immortality.

After all, they had an epiphany.

Although the idea that becoming a demon can be considered enlightenment is absurd, but... who can say for sure about cultivation?
"We've got to get serious." He sighed.

It summoned the Golden Mountain Pure Land and the Calamity Land Demon Realm to merge, transforming into a majestic black-gold divine mountain.

It carried with it the karmic fire that could burn across the eight wastelands, and crashed down on the Yin-Yang Dharma King.

The Dharma King roared, and the Hundred-Mile Demon City rose from the ground, its walls transforming into ferocious bone spikes and its gates into gaping maws, meeting the attack with the most ferocious force!
"boom--!!!"

The divine mountain and the demon city clashed in the void, each clash triggering turbulent currents of yin and yang.

This is the purest confrontation between "force" and "Tao," a clash between two diametrically opposed principles.

Xu Xuan even used his most skilled technique, "Mind to Mind, Flower and Smile"—this was originally a supreme and wonderful method that directly points to one's true nature, but the Dharma King's mind had been occupied by the Heavenly Demon after he fell into demonic possession, so he was not affected at all.

After becoming possessed by a demon, he indeed became ridiculously strong.

The two sides were locked in a stalemate, but the black, gold, and red sacred mountain and the gray-white demon city, after countless collisions, actually began to fade—

The black faded, the gold disappeared, and even the crimson flames gradually turned white.

Ultimately, all colors returned to pure white.

(End of this chapter)