Primordial Era: A God-Level Choice, Possessing Zhao Gongming at the Start.

Chapter 559 The Twelfth-Grade World-Destroying Black Lotus Demonic Path Operation

Mosquito Taoist raised his head in disbelief. "So, Ashu is to stay in Pingxin Palace?"

"What, it's not allowed?"

Houtu asked in return.

"No, I was just afraid that Ashu might bother you."

"Don't worry, it won't happen."

Houtu waved her hand and said with great confidence.

Having said that, it would seem rather rude of Mosquito Taoist to speak again.

After leaving Pingxin Hall, Mosquito Daoist looked westward with a slight upturn at the corners of his mouth.

What's going to get even more interesting is that he's waiting to see what the Buddhist world is all about.

In the West, at the Great Thunder Temple in Buddhism, the two saints, Cundi and Jieyin, have long since returned to the Pure Land of Ultimate Bliss.

At this moment, countless Bodhisattvas, Buddhas, Vajras, and Venerables stood on the Great Thunderclap Temple, looking at Kinnara with envy.

Just now, the pharmacist announced Kinnara's crimes.

Everyone thought that such a serious crime should at least result in the loss of cultivation and being cast into the cycle of reincarnation to suffer its torments.

But to everyone's surprise, the sage only allowed Kinnara to live for a few thousand years.

Thousands of years are but a fleeting moment for a Great Luo Golden Immortal. Moreover, the back mountain of the Great Thunderclap Temple is the place with the most abundant spiritual energy, and only Buddhas are qualified to enter.

The fact that Kinnara spent thousands of years meditating in seclusion could not even be called a punishment, but rather a reward.

After the announcement, the pharmacist and his companions ordered two burly Vajra warriors, all at the Taiyi Golden Immortal realm, to escort Kinnara to the back mountain of the Great Thunderclap Temple.

This time, Kinnara obediently followed orders and did not cause any trouble, going directly into the back mountain.

The moment you enter the back mountain, a refreshing spiritual energy rushes towards you, making you feel relaxed and happy. Even the speed at which you can transfer your magical energy within your body increases significantly.

"Venerable Kinnara, we will wait outside. If you need anything, please let us know and we will do our best to meet your request."

The two Vajra warriors had fierce appearances, with broad shoulders and thick waists. They were the wrathful Vajra warriors of Buddhism, but their attitude was very amiable, showing no sign of being bullied by dogs when they were down on their luck.

Kinnara nodded. "If anything happens, I will let you know. You should leave now."

"Yes, Your Excellency."

The two Vajra quietly locked the gate and then went back to report to the three pharmacists.

"Your Holiness, Venerable Kinnara is perfectly normal and has not exhibited any strange behavior."

"Okay, you may all leave."

The pharmacist waved his hand, signaling the two Vajra warriors to step back.

After Vajra left, the Medicine Master's expression darkened slightly. The Saint's favoritism and special treatment of Kinnara made the Medicine Master feel extremely uneasy.

That's why the Medicine Master deliberately sent two Vajra to escort Kinnara, hoping to see Kinnara go berserk again in a fit of anger, enraging the Sage. But to his surprise, Kinnara obediently complied, doing whatever was asked, which surprised him.

After a few moments of contemplation, the pharmacist slowly suppressed the jumbled thoughts in his mind. At this stage, he needed to consolidate his position first and not let this junior, Kinnara, take the lead.

Although the spiritual energy behind the Great Thunderclap Temple is abundant and profound, it is extremely remote. As a result, the entire back mountain is basically inhabited only by Kinnara, with no other human presence in sight.

On the stone platform behind the mountain, Kinnara sat cross-legged, expressionless. However, the demonic seed within him, which had been re-encased, began to stir again.

Unbeknownst to anyone, a wisp of demonic flame once again blazed fiercely on Kinnara's body. As the flames flickered, they incinerated and devoured everything. This was an aura that was countless times stronger than before!

Chaos reigned, with earth, fire, water, and wind swirling around it, and chaotic storms raging everywhere. There was only deathly silence, darkness, and coldness.

In a world far removed from the primordial era, demonic energy surged forth, enveloping heaven and earth.

Suddenly, a cackling laugh rang out, "Good, it's truly not easy. The demonic seed I nurtured has finally regained its second life. The day when my demonic path launches a counterattack is not far off!"

Demon Ancestor Rahu's expression was very calm. Ever since the battle at Mount Sumeru, when he was surrounded and beaten out of the prehistoric world, he had been thinking about counterattacking every moment.

However, he also knew that after defeating Hongjun, the old Daoist would be supported by the power of the entire primordial world, and his strength would not be underestimated. Therefore, the demonic path had been biding its time, but perseverance pays off, and he finally got his chance!

A cruel, cold smile crept onto Hongjun's lips. "Let Buddhism be his first stop in his counterattack against the Primordial World!"

In the primordial era, time was immeasurable; in the Three Realms, hundreds of years passed in the blink of an eye!

Behind the Great Thunderclap Temple, the demonic flames on Kinnara's body burned even more fiercely. Before anyone knew it, a black lotus silently appeared above Kinnara's head, emitting a pure aura of darkness!

If a powerful being from ancient times were here, he would immediately recognize that this black lotus is the very same spiritual treasure that Demon Ancestor Rahu possessed during the great battle at Mount Sumeru—the twelfth-grade world-destroying black lotus!

The twelfth-grade world-destroying black lotus enveloped Kinnara's head and began to slowly rotate!

Kinnara's inner world was originally a state of chaos, and Kinnara immersed himself in it, diligently cultivating the Great Dao.

Suddenly, a wisp of demonic flame ignited in Kinnara's inner world.

Kinnara shuddered and suddenly opened his eyes, trying to escape, but it was too late!

The demonic flames burned, rapidly engulfing Kinnara's inner world.

Kinnara's face showed fear, for a figure had emerged from the shadows in front of him.

The figure, dressed entirely in black robes, looked exactly like Kinnara. He stared at Kinnara, a strange smile playing on his lips. "Kinnara, long time no see!"

Kinnara quietly took a step back. "Who are you?"

"I am Moro, born from the twelfth-grade black lotus of destruction, and also the demonic thought within your heart."

Mara's voice was full of seduction. He looked at Kinnara and slowly said, "Ashu, you don't deserve to die. All of this is caused by the Brahman high priest and the Buddhist sect behind you."

"Moro." Kinnara closed his eyes slightly, and when he opened them again, his face was full of fear!

Moro smiled slightly, "Ashu shouldn't have died. It was Buddhism that killed her. Buddhism is the most hypocritical thing in the world. On the surface, no one is more righteous and noble than Buddhism, but in secret, Buddhism is extremely filthy. Do you want revenge, revenge for Ashu, and revenge for the path you believe in?"

Kinnara remained silent, and it was at this moment that Mara suddenly pounced forward, his boundless demonic flames engulfing Kinnara in an instant!

Soon, the figure of the white-clad Kinnara disappeared inch by inch, and in its place appeared a Kinnara dressed in black.

His entire body was enveloped in lingering demonic flames, making him resemble a demon god who had stepped out of the demon realm. Every gesture he made exuded supreme killing intent!

No, at this moment, Kinnara should no longer be called Kinnara. The person before us is a benevolent Kinnara transformed from a dark demon, becoming the black-clad demon god Wutian!

(End of this chapter)