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There was a loud bang, as if a comet had hit the earth. The terrifying force spread out in all directions. Zhu Moye's body was still in the air, and he suddenly felt an unmatched force coming from the sky, from the place where the dragon spear and the Buddha spirit had fought and collided.

He couldn't resist at all, and his body was like a leaf fluttering in the air, blown by a strong wind and fell down hard.

Blood spurted out wildly in the air. Even Zhu Moye's dragon-like body was seriously injured. The four Bodhisattvas below saw Zhu Moye fall. They could already sense that the Buddha Spirit Formation had not only not been broken, but had actually become even more powerful after a moment of weakness.

It was as if Zhu Moye's previous attack had not harmed the Buddha Spirit War, but instead made it even more powerful. The Buddha Spirit Array absorbed the magic power of Zhu Moye and the four Bodhisattvas, and became stronger when it encountered a stronger opponent.

Catch him!

Four Bodhisattvas flew into the air and caught the falling Zhu Moye.

The four of them felt their bodies sink at the same time, but with the concerted efforts of the four Bodhisattvas, Zhu Moye was caught steadily. Falling back to the ground, the four of them looked a little horrified. At this time, Zhu Moye vomited blood three times in a row, his face extremely pale.

"Ming Huang, what is going on?" asked Manjusri.

Logically speaking, even if the Buddha Spirit Formation was powerful enough, there was no reason for Zhu Moye to be unable to move away, let alone suffer such a strong injury. They all noticed that the previous damage reflection was not that strong.

But Zhu Moye was like a puppet and didn't react at all.

Zhu Moye knew his own suffering. It wasn't that he didn't want to resist or didn't want to get out of the way. Rather, in that instant, almost as soon as he fired the dragon spear, the damage reflection was already attacked back.

Zhu Moye even had a thought that perhaps the dragon spear did not hit the Buddha Spirit Formation at all, but was invisibly turned in another direction and shot directly towards him.

That is to say, he, as the master of the dragon spear, has a certain degree of immunity to damage. Otherwise, Zhu Moye guessed that even if it were any one of the four Bodhisattvas, they would probably have fallen by now.

There's something weird about this!

It took a while for Zhu Moye to catch his breath, and he told the four people everything he felt.

The four of them changed color, their expressions revealing an incomparable weirdness. Manjushri Bodhisattva was the oldest of the four, and he seemed to have thought of something. His expression changed several times, and his eyebrows and eyes revealed a hint of fear.

The other three Bodhisattvas all saw Manjushri Bodhisattva's expression; it was so familiar. Almost any change in his movements would be recognized by the other three Bodhisattvas.

"Manjushri, have you discovered something?" asked Samantabhadra.

Manjusri Bodhisattva exhaled and said, "I once read in an ancient book that the Blood Demon Formation is the most evil formation in the world. Among formations that mainly refine humans, there is a small chance of cultivating formation spirits."

"This formation spirit will grow stronger as the formation becomes stronger, and the formation will also become more intelligent with the appearance of the formation spirit. Humans are the most intelligent creatures in the world, so the formation that refines humans has the highest possibility of spiritual communication, with the probability being almost one in a billion!"

Zhu Moye and the others understood that it was probably because they were too unlucky to have encountered that one in a billion chance.

"Array spirits can be good or bad, but they are generally a collection of all the refined beings within the formation, a consolidation of all souls. Therefore, when these types of array spirits emerge, they are generally extremely evil. Only through long-term and slow nourishment from the spiritual energy of heaven and earth will they gradually change."

"Array spirits are most resentful and vengeful, because they are bred from the hatred of all those who have been refined. They can sense the hatred of all those who are unwilling to be refined. They will not stop this array until they have destroyed those who have refined them."

Guanyin said "Amitabha" and shouted, "Three of you, it is me who has caused you to fall into the danger you are in now." Guanyin has realized that it was her impulsiveness that made her enter the Buddha spirit formation and completely awaken the formation spirit.

Those who hold hatred for those who have been refined naturally want to wipe them out.

Ironically, now it is not so much about Zhu Moye's affairs, because behind the setting up of the Buddha Spirit Formation, it is the four Bodhisattvas who have become the main culprits.

"There are fifty great ways, forty-nine of which are derived from heaven, and one of which is for humans to escape. There is no place of absolute death. We must still have hope of escape, but we haven't found it yet!" Zhu Moye said.

Not only for himself, but also for the citizens who were still alive. Now Zhu Moye also knew that the creation of this evil array spirit had little to do with him, but it all started because of him.

Now, this great formation will continue to grow stronger with the death of mortals, until it is strong enough to wipe them all out. The bodies of the four great bodhisattvas and Zhu Moye will eventually merge into the great formation and become its nourishment.

Chapter 778 The Blood Demon is about to emerge

Then, this formation is likely to be truly invincible in the world.

It seems that even the Blood Demon back then did not expect that in the future, many years after his death, his Blood Demon Formation would rise again and return to the world in a more powerful posture, and accomplish things that he had not done back then.

They understood everything, but it made them feel even more lost. The four Bodhisattvas sighed, sat cross-legged on the ground, lowered their heads, and atone for their sins.

Zhu Moye leaped into the air, punching the Buddha Spirit Formation again and again. He knew he had only a small chance of opening a passage with the help of the wild aura.

This is something that even the Buddha wants, so it must be extraordinary. Maybe one punch won't have any effect, but what about ten punches? What about a hundred? Zhu Moye only has one thought in his mind, and that is to persevere.

The number of deaths now should be close to 100,000. Zhu Moye didn't know why, but he had been calculating this number in his mind. Every increase in the number was a heavy loss.

It was like a straw weighing down his heart. Zhu Moye knew that sooner or later he would not be able to bear the guilt, but now, while he was still alive and had the strength, he would do his best to find a way out for these people.

He remembered very clearly that he was puzzled at the time as to why, over the years, so many emperors, who were known as wise rulers and holy emperors, had not reached the status of the Three Sovereigns and Five Emperors.

It may be praised by people for a while, but it will not be remembered by people forever. At that time, Zhu Moye thought that as an emperor, the first thing he should do is to protect the land and the people, so that the people can live a good life, have enough food to eat and wear new clothes.

He did not ask for everyone to smile all the time, but at least gave people something to look forward to, something to hope for. He made them clearly know that if they followed him, Zhu Moye, they would have hope and would be able to live a good life.

The Three Sovereigns and Five Emperors taught the people how to fish, woodcut, farm, and read. They created writing, and learned how to farm, hunt, make fire, and practice medicine. Their contributions were to the present and will benefit future generations.

Zhu Moye's mind was clearly filled with scenes that quickly flashed through his mind, but in the end, it was all blank. Rumors in the Heavenly Court said that he had the potential to become the Human Emperor, and Zhu Moye had always been proud of it. However, Zhu Moye knew deep down that he didn't know the path to becoming the Human Emperor at all.

Now in such an environment, Zhu Moye has nothing left in his heart, only persistence and hard work. He wants to leave a hope for the remaining people who are still alive.

Let them know that if they always keep a hope and fight for it, there will definitely be a way out. Now, he will test the law with his own body, using his life to guide those who are confused in the Buddha Spirit Array and make them alert.

This isn't a hopeless situation. All you need to get out is persistence. If you simply hold onto hope and never give up, you'll definitely be able to break through the Buddha's Spirit Formation and make it out alive.

This was the only thought left in Zhu Moye's mind. His fists were already bloody, but Zhu Moye was still hammering the Buddha with all his might.

The sound of banging rang out, like thunder, and in this imperial city that had been trapped for more than seven months, it was extremely deafening. Every pounding sound contained Zhu Moye's inner voice.

Originally, Zhu Moye was only sympathetic in his heart, but in his grief and anger, he roared loudly.

"Wake up, everyone wake up, we are united, for the sake of hope, we hold on, and we will definitely get out of this alive!"

The sound seemed to be bred within the fist, and with each of Zhu Moye's punches, it resounded throughout the Imperial City. It was incredibly powerful, incredibly deafening, yet also gentle and gentle, drifting into everyone's ears like spring rain.

Zhu Moye was still unaware of this, still roaring loudly and hammering hard at the Buddha Spirit Formation. His body unconsciously flashed with dazzling light, and he actually gradually forced back the black energy behind him.

But at this moment, Zhu Moye was already covered in blood. Even the four Bodhisattvas below Zhu Moye could see rain falling from the sky, with red spots in it, like blood.

The four Bodhisattvas of Guanyin were still sitting cross-legged on the ground. After they came in, they felt this great Buddhist spiritual formation. To them, it was like a millstone, constantly squeezing out their magic power and their lives.

They wanted to help Zhu Moye, but at this moment they couldn't even move. The Buddha's spirit emanating from their bodies was visible to the naked eye.

And their faces are slowly aging. It is hard to imagine that they are Bodhisattvas who have achieved success in their practice, but they are losing their lives at this moment.

Behind the four people, a cloud of black energy condensed, like a monster, howling and roaring. As the four clouds of black energy emerged, the four people's Buddha power was consumed faster.

The black energy continued to rush towards the bodies of the four Bodhisattvas, trying to penetrate them. It was conceivable that once the black energy penetrated their bodies, the four Bodhisattvas might turn from Buddhas into demons.

The four Bodhisattvas were trying hard to resist the invasion of the black air behind them. They could see clearly behind each other, and the creepy feeling behind them was so clear.

The four balls of black energy gradually evolved and transformed into a human form. The four people sat in a circle, and could see it very clearly. Manjushri Bodhisattva saw the human form, and he couldn't help but exclaim, "Blood Demon?"

The black energy looked very much like the blood demon.

Could it be that the Blood Demon hadn't died at all, and had been lurking within the Blood Demon Formation? Manjushri Bodhisattva was filled with astonishment, recalling the ancient scripture he had seen. He was also a great bodhisattva with an unwavering heart, yet he actually betrayed Buddhism. The reason for this remains a mystery to this day.

Manjushri Bodhisattva suddenly had a feeling at this moment. Could it be that the shadow of the Blood Demon was behind this?

The sound of laughter echoed between heaven and earth, being extremely harsh. Meanwhile, the four clusters of black energy were still diligently absorbing their Buddha Qi, which was then transformed into black energy through the Buddha spirit.

The black gas was growing continuously, and Manjushri Bodhisattva suddenly had a feeling in his heart that perhaps when the black gas was strong enough, they would turn into a ball, and then the blood demon would reappear.

I just don't know whether I should refine them first, or refine them first before I can cultivate and let the Blood Demon reappear!

"Amitabha, if I don't go to hell, who will?" Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva suddenly cried out. He had also witnessed the changes in the black energy. As a long-time lord in the underworld, Ksitigarbha had undoubtedly read numerous dark texts and was vaguely aware of the cultivation methods of these demons and evil spirits.

It is obvious that these four Bodhisattvas are now the nutrients for the Blood Demon to reappear in the world. When they die, it will be the time for the Blood Demon to be reborn.

Chapter 779: The Road to the Human Emperor

The four Bodhisattvas looked at each other, their eyes conveying their own thoughts. They would never allow themselves to become food for the blood demon. At this point, the only way to atone for their sins was to die.

The four Bodhisattvas held each other's hands, forming a circle. Their magical powers were already insufficient, not even enough to send a message to Zhu Moye, who was still hammering at the Buddha Spirit Formation in mid-air.

That's why they gathered all the remaining strength and transferred them to Guanyin, who had the strongest magical power and was relatively the youngest, so that the latter could transmit the message to Zhu Moye.

"Amitabha, benefactor Zhu, the four of us have committed a heinous crime. Now we can only die to apologize to the world. Otherwise, the four of us will become the blood demon's food. I am ashamed, but this is the only way. Benefactor Zhu, see you in the next life."

After telling Zhu Moye everything about the Blood Demon, Guanyin whispered and recounted their shame, loss, and sins. The voice transmission ended, and the four of them looked at each other, their bodies gradually lighting up.

Zhu Moye almost fell into chaos, and then under the hammering of punch after punch, his mind was completely worn out. He was awakened by Guanyin's voice transmission and only then did he react.

After learning all this, and realizing there was actually such a hidden secret, he also realized that something seemed to be attacking him from behind, trying to penetrate his body, but was blocked again and again by him.

But that feeling made him feel extremely powerful and violent. Now he knew that it was the blood demon that was influencing him.

The four Bodhisattvas actually wanted to self-destruct in order to prevent the blood demon from absorbing their magic power and endangering the four of them.

Zhu Moye's heart was filled with admiration. The names of the four Bodhisattvas had long been spread throughout the world. Even on the Earth where he originally lived, the four Bodhisattvas were still the most well-known and most worshipped.

Now that the four of them were actually choosing to self-destruct, Zhu Moye felt even more lost and sad. Could it be that all of them would be buried here, not only unable to save anyone, but also burying themselves here!

Moreover, because of their mistake, they released an extremely evil being into the Three Realms?

Zhu Moye roared, unwilling to give up! He punched the Buddha Spirit Formation again, this punch was full of his bitterness, full of his helplessness, and even more mixed with endless hope and remembrance.

"Why?" When the three men's fists hit the Buddha Spirit Formation, the sound was like thunder.

The sound was so resounding that it nearly shattered the shadows behind him. Within the vast formation enveloping the imperial city, the black energy was actually shaken apart, clearing a path.

That was the knot in Zhu Moye's heart. Even the four Bodhisattvas were going to die. Zhu Moye guessed in his heart that he might not survive. But there was still a last glimmer of hope in his heart, that he could see Grandpa Li and Xiaohua again. They treated him as a relative.

"Child, we believe in you. The one thing you can never lose is hope!" On the shattered path, an old man emerged, holding a little girl. It was Grandpa Li and Xiaohua, both of whom had already woken up.

There was a golden light on their bodies, like Buddha's energy, and also like dragon's energy, but it protected the two of them from the black energy approaching.

"Big brother, I believe you. You must take us out!" Xiaohua shouted crisply.

The appearance of these two people shocked Zhu Moye and the four Bodhisattvas, and even stopped the self-explosion of the four Bodhisattvas for a moment. This was because the appearance of these two people was too abrupt and too unbelievable.

They were almost unable to hold on any longer. How could it be possible that these two mortals were still alive? Could this be the one that the man had escaped from?

The golden light was not so dazzling that Zhu Moye could see clearly that it was Grandpa Li and Xiaohua. But at this moment, Zhu Moye found that he could not tell whether the two were alive or dead, or whether they had turned into Buddha spirits.

But those are no longer important. Zhu Moye felt great courage in his heart.

Yes, keep hope and always believe that there will be a way out!

Zhu Moye yelled and pounded the Buddha Spirit Formation even harder. Seeing Grandpa Li and Xiaohua, Zhu Moye's heart was filled with hope. He knew this was the right path. As long as he persisted, he would be able to save more people. Then he would lead everyone out together.

What Zhu Moye didn't see was that as he hammered again and again, golden light gradually began to bloom from his body. A five-clawed dragon actually flew around Zhu Moye, forcing the black energy behind him to stay away.

This scene was seen by the four Bodhisattvas. They were intelligent and understood that Zhu Moye had realized the path to becoming the Human Emperor and was thinking about the transformation.

Once he leads these more than 600,000 people out and finds a way to survive, he will be blessed with endless blessings and become the ninth Human Emperor.

The dragon roared, roared, and shone brightly.

The black air was gradually forced to leave, and the four Bodhisattvas saw it most clearly, even the black air behind them was rolling and howling, not daring to get close. And they also sensitively sensed that as the black air retreated.

Their mana was still flowing out, but at a much slower rate. Gradually, they were able to accumulate some mana. With a thought in their minds, the four of them once again channeled their mana into Guanyin.

From the body of Guanyin Bodhisattva, a golden light of magic shot towards Zhu Moye. After all, the road to becoming a human emperor is extremely difficult, especially after transcending the ancient times. Isn't it no less difficult to become the Jade Emperor and the Buddha?

This is another path, another path to transcendence. Although we were once enemies, we now share weal and woe, and all that remains is mutual support.

The five of them were of one mind, which was to rescue these people, even if it meant losing their lives.

Suddenly, the heavens and the earth roared, the sound so powerful that it shook the bodhisattvas' hearts. The four bodhisattvas turned to see that the black energy was shrinking, slowly gathering together until it finally became a single mass.

And in the dark air, a man slowly walked out, an old man.

It’s the Blood Demon.

Zhu Moye had long sensed the Blood Demon was changing, as he was bombarding the Buddha Spirit Formation with punch after punch. He had long sensed that the Buddha Spirit Formation was not transforming the resentment of the dead citizens into Buddha Spirits, but was instead transforming the already transformed Buddha Spirits back into resentful spirits.

He knew that the Blood Demon would appear sooner or later and would not allow him to break up the war.

Finally, with the appearance of the Blood Demon, the entire Imperial City became clear again, and sunlight could even shine in again. However, the entire Imperial City seemed to be dead silent, with no signs of life.

The four Bodhisattvas stood up, and Guanyin transmitted a message: "Don't worry about us. We will hold off the Blood Demon. You break the formation first. Resolute your heart, and I will remain unchanged."

Zhu Moye nodded to the four Bodhisattvas. He had found a way to break the formation. All he needed was persistence, to resonate with the entire imperial city, to gather the faith of all the citizens, and to persevere.

This is the hope of all the citizens, and if he wants to fully solidify his hope, he must break the Buddha Spirit Formation. The citizens place their hope on Zhu Moye, and Zhu Moye needs to make hope eternal, make them believe, and be firm.

Chapter 780 Blood Demon is Shocked

"People should have a goal, not just to eat and do nothing all day. People should have a belief, not to have a place to rely on when they are frustrated, but for the next step of growth."

“As long as the human heart is alive, hope will never die!”

Zhu Moye was muttering inexplicably in his mind, hammering the formation with his fists. Every punch seemed to be blessed by the sound, and the moment it landed on the formation, rays of light flashed.

The Buddha Spirit Formation was extremely powerful, but as Zhu Moye's fists continued to hammer it, it began to tremble a little. Zhu Moye felt this very clearly, which made him more confident and more powerful.

Zhu Moye's eyes seemed to have a celestial mirror in front of him, in which he saw Grandpa Li and Xiaohua again. Grandpa Li held Xiaohua's hand and smiled at him, while Xiaohua loudly encouraged him.