Who is spreading rumors that my filial piety towards them has changed?

Those beings who retain consciousness within the Abyss can be seen as remnants of past history, and even as victors among supreme beings.

Doesn't he consider what kind of situation he is in, being someone who can adapt to the Abyss?

The Queen Mother of the West found this amusing, and revealed a captivating and timeless smile:

"There's nothing I can do. He's just so slow to react. What can I do? By the way, you were eavesdropping on my conversation with Mingkong. So you were also feeling the same way when he was cultivating with Yunhan earlier?"

"You little darling, how's it like being served by my son?"

Xiao Yunhan gazed silently at the Queen Mother of the West, her eyes filled with a complex mix of emotions, a desire to speak but unable to.

However, the unfamiliar feeling in her eyes gradually faded away, and her beautiful eyes regained their original luster. She looked at Qingning in her arms with a puzzled expression, as if she was pondering the strange situation of her distraction just now.

In the end, Yunhan couldn't think of any reason, and could only blame it on the fact that after accepting the power, she had been cultivating non-stop, which had made her mentally exhausted and frequently distracted.

......

Chu Mingkong was working with great enthusiasm, but given the current situation, he could only release this fighting spirit by spending time with the women.

Or, to put it another way, this is the composure before the storm, the steady cultivation, refinement, and accumulation of knowledge.

He arrived at Pei Mi's room and found them playing with the baby.

Moreover, Jin Yu may have heard that the little white fox Zhu Yan had excellent luck, so she used her as a fertility charm and carried her with her from time to time to increase her chances of getting pregnant.

"They're having a great time chatting, it wouldn't be good to go in and spoil their fun. I'll just have to wait a bit longer and call them away..."

Chu Mingkong thought for a moment. He could certainly seek out his master and the others to cultivate with, and exchange targeted information about the scattered divine goddess powers within the Heavenly Sword God's power origin.

However, he harbored a strong curiosity about his current level of power.

"It's time to try challenging the former Empress Yueqi. The one left here isn't in its complete form, so it should be able to put up a fight, right?"

Muttering to himself, Chu Mingkong had already arrived at an open space far from the palace.

This place still belongs to the northern part of the Moonlight Arakawa River, and is where the remnants of Empress Tsukigami's aura are relatively strong.

He took out the Lunar Eclipse Greatsword and plunged it into the surging black tide of the ground, connecting with the heavens and earth here, resonating with the moonlit wasteland, and awakening the remaining memories of this place.

Before long, the earth began to stir, and in the magnificent moonlight, a figure from the past slowly emerged.

......

Azure Demon Capital.

This place was once tormented by a bizarre being, but it has become much more peaceful recently.

However, the peace was short-lived, and strange rumors soon began to circulate among the Heavenly Demons—

"I heard that another person claiming to be the Heavenly Demon Ancient Prince has appeared and is challenging the Heavenly Demon Emperor! He has also affected many civilians along the way."

"Is this news real or fake? The Heavenly Demon Ancient Prince? Didn't one just appear a while ago? Why is there another one... Am I dreaming or am I still half asleep?"

“It’s not a dream, it’s real. On my way here, I saw fleeing, seriously injured monks. They saw it with their own eyes.”

"Where did all these ancient princes of the Heavenly Demons come from, and why are they all so eager to go and die? It's really strange."

"Do you think it might be the so-called Yin Time? All the Heavenly Demon Ancient Princes who came out during the Yin Time are the same person."

Yin time, this is a term that comes from the local area.

Chu Mingkong has eliminated a supreme being, and there will definitely be people trying to find out everything about his hometown.

"It's absolutely impossible that it was Yin Shi. I've heard that some people saw that the Heavenly Demon Prince came from the Lower Realm, grew up in the Lower Realm, and sought revenge against the Heavenly Demon Emperor. Both princes were like that!"

"This is getting stranger and stranger; something terrible is about to happen..."

Similar doubts also arose among the Heavenly Demon Saint Venerables.

These two Heavenly Demon Ancient Princes, who appeared one after the other, were beyond the ability of even these Holy Venerables to stop.

The motives of these two ancient princes were particularly clear: they came seeking revenge without really understanding what was going on.

Free gift.

However, these holy beings had access to more information and quickly guessed some of the clues.

"Probably, these ancient princes were planted in the lower realm by the Heavenly Demon Emperor. They grew up in the lower realm, absorbing the essence of heaven and earth, and then devoured these 'princes' to strengthen their own bodies."

"That should be true. Apart from that, the Heavenly Demon Emperor has no other reason not to get angry after being offended so many times."

These ancient princes who came to "seek revenge" were indeed powerful, but they were like puppets, driven by their obsession with revenge, coming to "deliver goods" to the Heavenly Demon Emperor.

Amidst the discussion, several Heavenly Demon Saints overheard the Heavenly Demon Emperor's murmured words.

[Such a serene Buddha head. We're about to head to the Moonlight Arakawa River. What trump card have you prepared...?]

Chapter 257 Burning Lamp Buddha Mountain

The Heavenly Demon Emperor's murmurs were also telling the Heavenly Demons that he was safe and sound.

Each of the ancient princes of the Heavenly Demon Clan arrived with great fanfare, but in the end, they were nothing more than a splash of water, vanishing in an instant.

"Having experienced several such upheavals, it always feels like they have nothing to do with us..."

A celestial demon saint suddenly sighed, and those around him echoed his sentiments with sighs:

"Indeed... It seems that we can never change anything. Whether we can survive the upheaval depends entirely on the Heavenly Demon Emperor."

"It seems that we have cultivated to this level, which is second only to one person and above ten thousand others, just to realize one thing: the world belongs to the supreme beings and has little to do with us."

"From a better perspective, at least you're not like Blood Toad and the others, who were tricked into becoming protectors of demon eggs, and you're not as outrageous as those in Buddhism."

"That's true. The Buddhist sect just seems so bizarre and abnormal. Our Heavenly Demon lineage is much better!"

......

Burning lanterns in Foshan.

In a golden, pure land, the devout believers' vows transform into a sky full of radiant light, shining upon the Buddhist's pure land.

Many Buddhists circumambulated the rugged mountain path, prostrating themselves in worship and chanting Buddhist scriptures in the direction of the ancient Buddha's sacred site.

These ascetic monks can be seen everywhere in Burning Lamp Buddha Mountain. Their clothes are tattered, and their foreheads are covered with black marks and thick calluses from bowing, resembling the front horns of a rhinoceros.

With each prostration, their vows would fly out from their souls like golden moths, rushing towards the most dazzling towering Buddha, adding another layer of golden power to the ancient Buddha.

For the ascetic, his life may seem bitter, but the physical hardships do not affect his spiritual richness.

once.

An outsider told the ascetic that this was suffering and deception.

Monks can feel lost.

The Buddha instructed the ascetic monk, saying that this is the true sweetness of the soul.

The monk immediately realized his mistake, repented, and blamed himself for not being sincere in his practice.

Most of these monks are young and come from humble backgrounds. Even when they grow old and their bodies weaken, making it impossible for them to continue the pilgrimage, their contributions to Buddhism will not cease.

With the help of high-ranking monks, they would discard their decaying physical bodies and extract their brains using a secret method, placing them inside a wooden fish.

There are no monks striking the wooden fish to chant sutras; the wooden fish will sound and chant on its own, continuing to pray for the ancient Buddha.

Several revered monks were welcoming a new group of elderly ascetic monks into the Fushou Huiyuan Hall.

This is where the wooden fish is placed.

The holy monks were dressed solemnly, and the bright red robes were adorned with gold threads that shimmered with a beauty and radiance that ordinary monks could hardly match.

The monks above always say that suffering is a blessing, a blessing in disguise, but why is it that these people's lives are so much better than those of the monks below?

Lower-ranking monks are not allowed to ask questions; doing so is considered disloyal, lacking in spiritual awareness, and not devoted to Buddhism.

"Alright, your spiritual practice has been completed. From now on, you no longer need to suffer physical pain or use ascetic practices to prove your devotion to the Buddha!"

"From now on, you can shed your mortal bodies and let your souls enter the wooden fish, where you can chant sutras for Buddha at any time. This is Buddha remembering your merits, so be grateful!"

"Once this relationship is successfully completed, your next life will be even sweeter!"

a long time,

The holy monks quickly finished their work, washed the filth off their hands, and then gathered together to discuss it.

"How is the Ancient Buddha's preparation going? The commotion from the Heavenly Demons is getting bigger and bigger."

"I share the same concern. I still remember the last great change. The ancient Buddha completed his transformation long ago, and his Buddha light pierced the sky. This time... it seems there hasn't been much movement."

The holy monks sought out Buddhist disciples of the highest rank to resolve their doubts; these disciples were the various Bodhisattvas and Arhats within Buddhism.

A large-eared Arhat, with squinting eyes and a kind expression, offered guidance:

"Our Buddha has been endlessly accumulating himself, and His Buddha-light will eventually shine on every corner of the heavens."

Besides, if you can't see the Buddha taking any action, why can't it be that he was already prepared?

Several holy monks and eminent monks felt at peace:

"Thank you, Arhat, for clearing up my doubts!"

......

Moonlight over the desolate river, Chu Mingkong's training ground.

The woman, clad in a black skirt armor, appeared and disappeared amidst the tsunami surging from the black tide.

However, amidst this vast expanse of blackness, a colossal black python, like an ancient water monster, burst forth from the water, blotting out the sky and covering the earth.

Its body was even larger than the tsunami. The snake's body crashed down, instantly splitting the tsunami in two. A huge crater was smashed into the water, forcing the tsunami to back up and fill it, and its attack was instantly neutralized.

After finishing his cultivation, everything returned to calm, and Chu Mingkong sat alone in the black tide.

"Even if the two goddesses' original powers are incomplete, when combined with my extreme Yin power, they are enough to deal with Yuehe at this stage."

Chu Mingkong muttered to himself, summarizing this simple cultivation practice.

It's a pity that Chu Mingkong's opponent is still not the Moon Empress at her peak, but she should be about half as strong.

"Can I, in my current state, withstand the first sword strike from the Heavenly Sword God back then?"

Chu Mingkong's eyes seemed to be in a daze, but in reality, he was simulating the situation of facing the Heavenly Sword God in his mind.

He felt as if he were once again in that battle, watching that towering sword crash down as if the heavens were collapsing...

"I should be able to barely withstand this sword strike even when I'm going all out, and I'll be the only one to withstand it."