The God of the Human Realm!

Chapter 126 Public Execution, this is called the Marineford War!
The stone chamber roared, and cracks appeared on the surrounding walls as it shook incessantly, as if it were about to collapse at any moment.

Hong Yuan didn't walk through the hole created by the corpse puppet. As he leaped forward, he raised his hand and struck out with a loud bang, sending large chunks of rock flying everywhere.

Hong Yuan had already pierced through the roof of the stone house, and his figure shot out like an arrow, landing on the open ground outside.

The bells rang incessantly.

The corpse puppet seemed to be greatly stimulated by the ringing of the bell, and launched attacks on Hong Yuan again and again.

Hong Yuan easily dodged the attacks, his movements as light as a swan, occasionally kicking out a kick to send the corpse puppet flying.

Compared to when he was alive, his strength and speed have increased significantly, and his physical defense has also doubled!

'However, without the circulation of qi and blood, one cannot condense internal energy, and is indeed dead. So how can a corpse 'hear' the bell?'

Hong Yuan spread out his net, covering the corpse puppet from head to toe. Then, with a raised eyebrow, he knocked the puppet away as it attacked again, and then stepped up and stomped on its back.

The corpse puppet roared and struggled desperately, sending large swaths of bluestone and soil flying, but Hong Yuan's force shook it, and with a bang, the corpse puppet sank into the ground.

Hong Yuan's gaze fell on the back of the corpse puppet's head, where there were large stitches forming a bulge the size of a quail egg. As he shook the bell, a strange fluctuation emanated from it, as if in response.

Under Hong Yuan's spiritual sense, a piece of jade covered with strange runes was sewn into the back of the corpse puppet's head.

'And here...'

His gaze shifted and landed on the corpse puppet's spine. With a flick of his finger, the invisible force that pierced the body transformed into a fine surgical blade, splitting open the leather armor worn by the corpse puppet and creating an incision on its spine. A faint, chaotic buzzing sound, like that of mosquitoes, could be heard.

The net was extended.

Hong Yuan's eyelids twitched, and he almost moved his foot away.

I feel like I stepped on something dirty.

Inside the spine of the corpse puppet, there were thousands upon thousands of tiny insects invisible to the naked eye, all crammed together, and even if a crack appeared, they did not crawl out.

'Gu technique...'

Hong Yuan seemed to be deep in thought. As he shook the bell again, he used his spiritual sense to perceive the fluctuations of the jade tablet on the back of the corpse puppet's head and the reaction of the insect swarm, adjusting the frequency and amplitude of the bell-ringing time and time again.

After more than half an hour of continuous adjustments, Hong Yuan shook a bell and released his foot. The corpse puppet, freed from its restraints, stood up straight, but no longer roared.

Hong Yuan glanced at the big tree beside him, and with a soft 'ding', the corpse puppet rushed out with a gust of wind, smashing out a punch that pierced right through the tree trunk.

Hong Yuan nodded in satisfaction and recalled the corpse puppet.

'Old Song, I've avenged you. You don't need to repay me with your life, or even in your next life, do me a favor.'

'Just be a zombie worker under my command!'

The loud noise Hong Yuan made while adjusting the corpse puppet startled the monks in the temple, who all hid at a distance to watch, each one trembling with fear.

"Come here!" Hong Yuan beckoned to the monks, who walked over timidly, their faces filled with fear, and dared not look Hong Yuan in the eye.

"What are your instructions, layman?"

Hong Yuan pointed at the corpse puppet and said calmly, "Take this thing away and clean it, put on a new leather armor, and... nail a mask back on its face."

With such an appearance, he's simply not presentable.

"Huh?" The monks gaped open, looked at the corpse puppet, and were almost in tears.

Hong Yuan ignored them and left on his own. Without his control, the corpse puppet was just a living dead, only a bit horrifying in appearance.

He then went to visit His Holiness the 17th Dharma King.

Not far from the stone chamber where the corpse puppet was imprisoned, in another clean stone chamber, Ratnasambhava sat cross-legged in front of a bowl of clean water, reciting scriptures.

The reason he wasn't shackled was because Hong Yuan had sealed his Qi and blood with the Six Void Force. Even though he had cultivated the Gang Body, if his hands were weak and he couldn't even stand steadily, there was nothing he could do.

"Master, you have been meditating for many days. Have you come to any enlightenment?"

Hong Yuan stepped in. Dharma King Baosheng opened his eyes, his gaze lowered, looking at the bowl of water in front of him. There was no wind in the room, but ripples had already appeared in the water, reflecting his uncertain expression.

He was already terrified by this Daoist of Ten Thousand Calamities. He sighed and put his hands together, saying, "What advice do you have, layman? Please speak frankly."

"No problem, I am quite interested in the Red Lotus Sect."

After leaving Dharma King Baosheng out of the loop for several days, Hong Yuancai came today to inquire about the Red Lotus Sect.

After a while, Hong Yuan emerged from the stone chamber with a smile on his face and bumped into Hui Ming and Hui Zhi.

Huiming bowed with his hands clasped together, took several books from Huizhi's hands, and presented them with both hands, saying, "These are what the layperson requested. Time was too short, so I could only collect this many."

Hong Yuan nodded.

He had already exploited the Vajra Temple, but there were still so many powerful clans and sects in Songyang County. He had finally made the trip, so he had to give them a gift.

So he pressured Kongo Temple, and Kongo Temple then pressured the others.

Even though the Vajra Temple suffered a calamity, its strength remained at the top of Songyang County. In just a few days, it collected a genuine skill, two subtle power techniques, and nine ordinary power techniques.

"Thank you both for your hard work," Hong Yuan said approvingly.

Huiming and Huizhi remained unmoved, bowing their heads in another salute.

Huiming glanced into the stone chamber and asked, "I wonder what the layman intends to do with that Dharma King Ratnasambhava?"

Hong Yuan had already opened the manual of true skills. Compared to the martial arts of the Vajra Temple, this manual was only ordinary. As he looked at it, he didn't even look up and laughed, "You shouldn't ask me this question. You should ask the two masters yourselves. After all, I have no deep hatred for the Red Lotus Sect. On the contrary, it was the Red Lotus Sect that destroyed your Vajra Temple's pagoda and killed your junior brothers and disciples. That's a huge enmity."

Upon hearing this, both monks Huiming and Huizhi were speechless. If asked who the Red Lotus Sect hated most right now, they would say...
Don't you have any self-awareness?

Of course, they also hated the Red Lotus Sect to the core. As for this Daoist of Ten Thousand Tribulations, who hated him? Who dared to hate him?
Hong Yuan quickly finished reviewing the true skills, glanced up at the two silent monks, and suddenly his face hardened, and he spoke righteously and solemnly: "Even if the two masters are compassionate and can put aside personal grudges, as the saying goes, good and evil cannot coexist, and evil and heretics should be killed by everyone... Do the two masters agree?"

Huiming said, "What you say makes sense. Do you mean to hand over that evil monk, the Red Lotus, to our temple for disposal?"

"If I hand him over to you, what will you do with him?" Hong Yuan countered.

Hui Zhi said in a deep voice, "We will send that evil monk to the Punishment Cave and admonish him with Buddhist teachings every day, so that he will repent."

If it were an ordinary person, they would definitely kill him without hesitation. However, as one of the four kings of the Red Lotus Sect, even if Huizhi hated him, he dared not easily kill Baosheng Dharma King.

Hong Yuan shook his head and sighed, "How could these demons ever repent? As long as they remain in this world, they are a threat to us kind-hearted people. We must know that killing is for the purpose of protecting life, and cutting off karma is not the same as killing people... Masters, I have a suggestion, but I don't know if I should say it?"

"Of course, it's just a suggestion. Whether you listen to it or not is up to you two."

Huiming's eyelids twitched, and he felt a sudden, inexplicable sense of unease. Looking at Hong Yuan's smiling face, he opened his mouth, but still asked, "Please speak frankly, layman."

"In my opinion, the evil monk Honglian must be killed, but not in secret. Killing him in secret will not deter the demons and monsters under heaven. If he is to be killed, it should be announced to the world and he should be executed publicly. Only in this way can the turbid atmosphere of the world be swept away and a bright and clear world be restored."

"Both masters are outstanding figures of their time, so they must have the courage to be pioneers, right?"

Public execution?

Huiming and Huizhi were stunned, as if struck by lightning. They were speechless and couldn't utter a single word.

Hong Yuan waved his hand again, his words firm and powerful: "Once the public execution is announced, the demons of the Red Lotus Sect might come to kill us, and even the Holy Master of the Red Lotus Sect might have to be there."

"It is said that the Crimson Lotus Saint Lord is an incarnation of the 'Great Desire Heaven,' the most powerful expert in the human world. But it doesn't matter. In order to slay demons and eliminate evil, no matter what kind of enemy comes, I believe that with the Buddhist cultivation of the two masters, they will not be afraid or waver!"

"What Red Lotus Saint Lord? What's there to be afraid of? If we're going to fight, let's fight the highest level of warfare!"

Huiming and Huizhi felt a chill run down their spines. Huiming looked anxious and hurriedly said, "Layman, wait a moment..."

"I know!"

Hong Yuan nodded, indicating that he understood what the two monks, Huiming and Huiming, meant: "This matter is settled then. The execution will be held publicly in one month! Issue the announcement!"

(End of this chapter)