Primordial Era: With unparalleled comprehension, I pioneered a divine kingdom of faith.

Chapter 232 Evil Corpse, Slay!

"Buddha and Demon are boundless!!" Wutian's voice rang out, and endless Buddha-nature and demon-nature rose up at the same time, intertwining and converging, transforming into a towering demon Buddha that appeared on the western land.

The enormous demonic Buddha radiated Buddhist light, its face contorted and terrifying like that of a malevolent demon.

The enormous demonic Buddha stretched out its massive hand and pressed down on the lamp.

"Glass Lamp!!" The lamp's pupils contracted as it summoned the Glass Lamp. The glass flames burned, and the emerald green flames transformed into a barrier that blocked the Demon Buddha's large hand.

"Randeng, you call yourself one of the Three Thousand Guests? With such strength, what can you do? You're nothing but trash." Wutian said in a deep voice, his voice filled with boundless demonic power.

Randeng glared at Wutian with fury in his eyes.

As his mind trembled, black demonic energy appeared in Ran Deng's eyes.

"Universe Ruler!!" Burning Lamp General unleashed the Universal Ruler, intending to strike Wutian.

A black lotus flower, the twelfth-grade world-destroying black lotus, appeared on Wutian's body.

The black lotus slowly rotated, surging with boundless malice, as if countless demons emerged within it, chanting demonic scriptures, shaking one's mind and spirit.

Black light, like silt, surged from the twelfth-grade black lotus, quickly covering the entire world and enveloping the lamp within.

The light of the black lotus, carrying countless evil thoughts, will illuminate all evil beings throughout the world.

They intertwined and appeared between heaven and earth.

A hint of panic flashed in Ran Deng's eyes as endless black lotus light enveloped him, manifesting countless demonic figures chanting demonic scriptures.

Even though Randeng had shut down his six senses, the demonic sound kept surfacing in his heart.

Amidst countless crimson glints in Ran Deng's eyes, voices resounded within his mind.

"Everyone says you, Ran Deng, are nothing but a fence-sitter. Don't you want to kill them?"

"Look at how biased Cundi and Jieyin are. Duobao was able to establish Theravada Buddhism, why can't you?"

"Kill the reincarnated child, and from now on, you will be the master of Mount Ling."

"To become a Buddha, one must first become a demon. By slaughtering countless Buddhas on Mount Ling, I will become the only Buddha!"

A series of demonic voices echoed in Ran Deng's heart, constantly tempting him.

The face of the lamp burner sometimes contorted with rage, sometimes calm, constantly teetering on the edge of demonic possession.

Upon witnessing this scene, Wutian felt a wisp of black light surge into Randeng's body.

The lamp seemed to transport me back to that era.

In the era of three thousand guests in the Zixiao Palace.

At that time, Randeng had just entered the Great Luo realm, and Hongjun had just become a monster. Randeng then had the means to go to Zixiao Palace. He then entered Zixiao Palace and saw many great supernatural beings in the prehistoric world.

These powerful individuals were all arrogant.

Randeng saw how he had tried to please these powerful beings by bowing and scraping, only to be met with indifference and complete disregard for his existence.

He was like a transparent person, completely out of place among the other powerful beings in Zixiao Palace.

From then on, this became a mental obsession for Ran Deng.

"Kill them, kill them, wash away your humiliation!"

The manipulator, Randeng, with his constant clamor, slaughtered all the powerful cultivators in Zixiao Palace.

He slaughtered all those who looked down on him.

"Kill!!" Ran Deng uttered a cold word, his killing intent filling the nine heavens.

Wutian looked at Randeng with a smile on his face. Randeng was still possessed by demons; it was just an illusion created by Wutian, but he didn't expect it to be so useful.

This also shows that the lamp-lighting man was deeply attached to it.

"Is Randeng's obsession really that deep?" Wutian couldn't help but think as he looked at the demonized Randeng. It was merely an illusion coupled with the constant guidance of endless evil thoughts.

The fact that Ran Deng fell into such a depravity was something Wu Tian hadn't expected, especially considering that, to some extent...

As a quasi-saint, Dipankara should not be so despicable.

The most likely explanation is that this matter has become a knot in Ran Deng's heart, and now it has turned into a demon in his heart.

"Kill!!" Randeng opened his eyes, and the Buddhist light on his body turned into demonic light, and his Buddhist nature transformed into boundless demonic nature.

"Go, kill them," Wutian said to Randeng.

Randeng looked at Wutian with boundless ferocity in his eyes, and took a step forward, appearing on Mount Ling.

On Chaos Island, Di Fang, who was watching this scene, couldn't help but shake his head.

"Wu Tian really made a terrible move," Di Fang muttered.

In Di Fang's eyes, Wu Tian should never have let Randeng become possessed by evil; everything has two sides.

The same applies to becoming a demon.

For others, becoming possessed by a demon could be incredibly dangerous; once trapped in it, they might be unable to extricate themselves.

However, for a quasi-saint...

For a quasi-saint like Randeng, this is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity.

Although Ran Deng was at the early stage of Quasi-Saint, he had accumulated experience at this level for far too long. He should have reached the middle or even late stage of Quasi-Saint long ago, but he had been stuck at the early stage of Quasi-Saint for too long.

It is because of the inner conflict that Randeng has been unable to take that step.

Wutian has now indirectly helped Randeng.

It is important to know that the process of eliminating the three corpses usually begins in the order of good and evil self.

First comes the good corpse, then the evil corpse, and the most difficult to sever is the self-centered one.

The same applies to lighting lamps.

The first thing Randeng cut off was the good corpse, and now it's time to cut off the evil corpse. Wutian has also helped Randeng, turning his inner knot into a demon.

On Mount Ling.

Ran Deng's expression kept changing.

Wutian sensed something was wrong and was about to stop it.

next moment.

"If we don't act now, when will we? Slay the Evil Corpse!!" Ran Deng's voice rang out.

An immeasurable demonic figure appeared behind him, the evil corpse carrying the inner demons of Randeng.

"This humble Taoist greets fellow Daoist Sha Sheng!" said the evil corpse of Ran Deng, addressing Ran Deng.

"We are one, why should we be like this!" Dipankara said slowly, his eyes calm and unwavering. Boundless Buddha-nature appeared in Dipankara's eyes, and he was surrounded by boundless Buddha-nature and a peaceful aura.

Ran Deng looked at Wu Tian.

"Amitabha! Benefactor, are you now willing to lay down your butcher's knife and become a Buddha on the spot?" Ran Deng said slowly, looking at Wu Tian.

Wutian took a deep breath. He hadn't expected that his intervention would actually help Randeng, allowing Randeng to successfully sever the evil corpse. This was something he hadn't anticipated.

On Mount Kunlun, Yuanshi opened his eyes and looked at Randeng. His usually calm eyes held a glint of shrewdness before he closed them again.

After all, Randeng was once the vice leader of the Chan Sect.

Yuanshi was naturally someone who paid close attention to many things.

"The outcome is still uncertain, and it remains to be seen who will emerge victorious," Wu Tian said in a deep voice. He was unwilling to surrender so easily.

What's the point of him doing all this?

Endless demonic energy emerged between heaven and earth, countless demons chanted demonic scriptures, and the demonic path appeared between heaven and earth, intertwining illusion and destruction.

The entire Demon Mountain was illuminated by endless demonic light, soaring into the sky.

Demonic forces intertwine, and endless demonic light eternally shrouds the western land.

(End of this chapter)