I'm a magnetic field madman

"Crack!"

Bai Wujie reached out and slapped, and an immense pressure rendered Kong unable to move. All his power was suppressed and dissipated, and the next moment his bones shattered and his flesh collapsed!

Fu Junzhuo watched this scene in silence, though she had already expected it...

However, the fact that Master Jingnian, whose strength was second only to the three grandmasters and was also her master Fu Cailin, died so tragically still made her tremble.

Who in this world could stop this monster beside him? Such a monstrous demon, if he wanted to do something, who in this world could stop him!

Bai Wujie didn't need to ask anything, because he could easily read the minds of these monks simply by using his magnetic field power... so he didn't actually need to slaughter the entire temple.

But they just did the slaughter; there was no reason, they just wanted to do it.

He already knew the whereabouts of the so-called Cihang Jingzhai, the location of the Dita Peak, and the whereabouts of that damned He Shi Bi.

It seems a girl named Shi Feixuan is about to take that thing down the mountain to find Jingnian Temple.

Bai Wujie didn't care much about that; he was more interested in the Cihang Jingzhai.

"A saintess travels the world, and if she encounters a tyrannical demon, she offers herself to him—aren't they just a bunch of prostitutes?"

Bai Wujie sneered. The Cihang Jingzhai in Liaokong's mind was actually this kind of group?

That makes sense. If these bald monks are just a bunch of clueless clowns, then it's normal that the nuns are just a group of respectable prostitutes.

He arrived at the so-called library and used his demonic power to grab all the books.

Flip through things at lightning speed, keeping only the valuable and discarding the worthless.

Fu Junzhuo looked at the treasure books in the library with a sense of despair. The foundation of Jingnian Temple and the essence of martial arts of Zen Buddhism were now being treated almost entirely like garbage.

"Hmm? Something interesting."

Bai Wujie looked at the "Dharma Sutra" in front of him with a smile of great interest. Of course, although it had the same name, this thing was definitely not the one that Bai Wujie had studied.

However, the wisdom within is very interesting, especially the content about the terms "yang polarity" and "shattered void," which particularly intrigued Bai Wujie.

So he sat cross-legged and began to read, with Fu Junzhuo silently keeping him company. Until the night was clear and the stars were few, Bai Wujie stopped searching and crushed the Bodhidharma Sutra in one hand!

If everything recorded in this book is true, then Bai Wujie may have found the most valuable thing in this world for him!

"Cathode, anode, shattered void? Interesting, this world is indeed more interesting than the last one!"

Bai Wujie laughed loudly and casually pointed, igniting a great fire that burned with classic energy. He had already discovered something that could interest and empower him!

The next step is to decipher the so-called Four Great Books!

He walked out of the burning library with a smile, and under the raging flames, he looked like an invincible demon god!

Just then, he didn't rush to leave, because something interesting happened.

"Luoyang...that's Luoyang? How is that possible!" Fu Junzhuo stared in astonishment at the sky rising into the distance, where thick smoke was billowing. That was Luoyang, her destination!

She originally planned to ambush Yang Guang in Jiangdu, but unexpectedly, Yang Guang remained in Luoyang.

Following Bai Wujie to Luoyang was only to fulfill the original purpose... but the destination of this trip, the magnificent and vast Eastern Capital, is actually on fire.

"interesting……"

Bai Wujie stroked his chin, a smile of interest spreading across his face... because he sensed that the Arhat and Buddha statues he had released had actually collapsed at the foot of Jingnian Temple...

He was beheaded by a single sword.

But that wasn't the point. What was interesting to Bai Wujie was that he sensed a distorted and strange magnetic field force.

23. The ultimate form of giving up

Burn! Burn! Burn!

Soaring flames ignited in every corner of the ancient capital of Luoyang...

The oil and ignition materials that Yang Guang had prepared for a full month and buried in every corner and key point of Luoyang City were all ignited at this moment.

And it seemed as if even the heavens were on Yang Guang's side. Under the bright moon of the Mid-Autumn Festival, gusts of wind carried the flames, spreading them to other corners of the city, quickly turning the fire into an irreparable conflagration in a very short time.

The flames engulfed the entire city of Luoyang in a very short time.

Screams, screams, wails—countless cries of agony and anguish permeated the city. Meanwhile, Yang Guang, the creator and architect of it all, sat in his burning palace, reveling in the sight of the city scorched by flames.

His body was trembling slightly, because the moment Luoyang was set ablaze, Yang Guang swore that he would never have felt such "joy" again!

Watching the magnificent city he had painstakingly built, which had even sown the seeds of the current chaos, turn to ashes in a single fire, Yang Guang felt an unparalleled sense of joy!

"Hahaha, not enough, not exciting enough!"

Yang Guang let out a mournful shriek, like an owl, and felt an unparalleled joy...

And it seemed that the power within his body was constantly reverberating amidst this surging of burning and destruction.

A tyrant, a cruel ruler, a butcher—Yang Guang knew that after this fire, no matter what, future generations would not have any good words for him… He might even be judged as the most cruel and incompetent tyrant.

But so what? Let those pedantic scholars say whatever they want!

Let those clueless historians continue to make their judgments!

Yang Guang was already so engrossed in this destructive feast that he could not extricate himself!

Since I have tried so hard to change and build this country, and you do not cherish it, then I will destroy it all, so that you will remember me forever!

Yang Guang no longer cared about historical evaluations or those nonsensical things.

Moreover, it is still unknown whether this country and this world will still exist from now on.

Yang Guang had completely stopped caring about all of this!

If slacking off is one extreme, then Yang Guang at this moment represents another form of extreme slacking off.

"Your Majesty, I have returned safely, having fulfilled my mission."

Wei Lianxiang clasped his hands in his sleeves, reporting humbly to Yang Guang. However, judging from his blood-stained sleeves and the scent of perfume on his body, he must have just been thoroughly "enjoying" himself...

"My dear minister, have you completed what I instructed you to do?"

"Your Majesty, 'The Heavenly Streets are littered with the bones of nobles,' and I have already accomplished what Your Majesty commanded of me," Wei Lianxiang said with a soft laugh.

"The streets of Luoyang were filled with the corpses of all the powerful and aristocratic families, men, women, and children."

"Hahaha, good, very good!" Yang Guang laughed wildly.

"Although I don't know which great scholar wrote this poem, I still want to reward him! It's just a pity that this world is no longer mine, and no matter how much I bestow upon him, I can't fulfill his promise!"

Yang Guang's arrogant laughter seemed devoid of any sadness... but Wei Lianxiang knew that Yang Guang was now filled with a desolate sense of self-abandonment.

"Eunuch Wei, you may step down now."

A melodious and sweet voice rang out, and at the same time, a stunningly beautiful woman dressed in palace attire appeared.

With a graceful demeanor and a captivating aura, she walked slowly towards us; it was Xiao Meiniang.

"Hahaha, beauty, come here and see the magnificent empire I have destroyed with my own hands!"

Yang Guangda laughed as he embraced the beautiful Xiao Meiniang, pointed to the burning Luoyang, and said with a smile...

"Well, in Luoyang amidst the flames of war, has it been possible to win a smile from a beauty?"

"If Your Majesty likes it, then Meiniang will also love it very much." Xiao Meiniang leaned against Yang Guang's chest and chuckled.

"Good! Good! Good! This is my beauty!" Yang Guangda laughed as he embraced Xiao Meiniang tightly, as if he wanted to crush her.

Xiao Meiniang also laughed, a laugh that seemed to suffocate her, a laugh that seemed to kill her on the spot...

But this was his beauty, his Xiao Meiniang. A strong woman, a woman who could accompany Yang Guang all the way, a "Daji" for him, the "Emperor Xin".

His empire was gone, and even his children were gone. The day before he burned Luoyang, Yang Guang accompanied Empress Xiao as they watched their son and daughter die together in their sleep.

Because he had no future. After he set fire to Luoyang, the Yang family was destined to have no future!

Because Yang Guang could sense that even with the Heavenly Crystal... even with so many Heavenly Crystal Sword Slaves, even with the confidence to quell all rebellions—

But he could sense that the curse of the Heavenly Crystal Sword was waiting for him all the time, until Yang Guang fell from the throne, until he began to "rise" upwards, the curse of the Heavenly Crystal Sword would follow him like a shadow.

The Lord of the Heavenly Crystal will enjoy endless wealth and honor, but also face imminent calamity!

But even if Yang Guang didn't pursue it, he couldn't change the outcome... The benevolent Tianjing possessed a curse of destiny more terrifying than any demonic weapon.

The moment he wields his sword to kill those rebels, he is destined to meet a terrible end!

If that's the case, he'll have to start all over again. This time, he'll also join the struggle for "the world"!

Even if the world was destined not to return to the Yang family, Yang Guang no longer cared. If the world was a fine porcelain piece, then what Yang Guang wanted to do was to smash it and make sure no one could have it.

The fire in Luoyang gradually intensified, and the thick smoke rising into the sky seemed to gather into a dense, endless dark cloud.

Yang Guang stopped laughing and looked outside the palace at the sword slaves who had submitted to him.

Two thousand three hundred and forty-two Heavenly Crystal Sword Slaves—that was all he relied on to rebuild his empire.

Is that enough? Absolutely enough! These Heavenly Crystal Sword Slaves possess more than just the power of martial arts masters…

And then there's the unimaginable vitality and absolute loyalty that came with the power of the Heavenly Crystal Sword!

The divine sword that Nuwa transformed from her physical body possesses such wondrous power!

When this "benevolence" is misinterpreted, then beauty will degenerate into its extreme opposite.

Conquer the world? No, Yang Guang's goal is to slaughter everyone in the world!

Even though he now has more opportunities than anyone else, he could easily reclaim the lost territories by utilizing these powers.

But he no longer wanted to do it. Yang Guang had made up his mind, so he would never go back on his word, and he would never allow anyone to insult his resolve and ambition—not even himself!

"Then, my beloved subjects, let us leave Luoyang together!"

Yang Guang descended from the palace, took one last look at the palace gradually turning to ashes in the fire, and then, holding Xiao Meiniang, got into his dragon chariot... Driven by Wei Lianxiang, he was pulled by two sword servants and headed out of Luoyang.

Jingnian Temple and Cihang Jingzhai—if we were to make a list of the people Yang Guang hated and despised, these two names would definitely be in the top three!

Whenever Yang Guang saw the Zen temple in the bamboo forest, which resembled a small town, he couldn't help but laugh... If building his palace was a waste of resources and a tyrannical act, then what was this temple, which was a hundred times more magnificent and luxurious than his palace?

Purity from worldly desires? In Yang Guang's view, these bald monks were the truly insatiable group of people!

They were able to starve Emperor Wu of Liang to death back then, and now they dare to trample on the dignity of the people to "select an emperor".

Who do they think they are? And what is that He Shi Bi jade anyway?

Should Heaven decide the ruler of the world?

Fuck your God! Fuck your Buddha! Fuck your God the Great!

Today, Yang Guang is going to use those bald monks to sacrifice his first banner!

"Your Majesty, may I be so bold as to ask, what are your plans for dealing with those bald monks?" Wei Lianxiang tilted her head slightly, smiling like an owl...

"Since they enjoy breaking the rules so much, I'll let them break them to their heart's content!" Yang Guang sneered.

"I will make them kill each other, make them eat each other's flesh, make them swallow each other's blood wine... Finally, I will make them savor the 'Holy Maidens' of Cihang Jingzhai!"

"Of course, you old servant can go ahead if you want. I'm also very interested to see what it's like to be the Holy Maiden of Cihang Jingzhai this generation."

Yang Guang and Wei Lianxiang both revealed knowing smiles. This master and servant, who had completely fallen into madness, were about to do all the evil they could!

However, when Yang Guang's troops arrived near Jingnian Temple, they were stunned by what they saw there.

A group of... Buddhas are slaughtering monks.

To be precise, it was a group of living Arhats and Buddha statues laughing as they slaughtered those bald monks, including the devout men and women.

The fists made of iron and bronze were stained with blood and flesh, and the smiles that symbolized peace and bliss became horrifying... while the monks who loudly chanted Amitabha were slaughtered in batches in fear and despair!

Yang Guang stood frozen in place, certain that he hadn't done it.

But he soon found immense pleasure in the face of this satirical art.

Whoever did it, it made Yang Guang very happy!

At that moment, as if sensing something, a Buddha statue suddenly rushed towards Yu Shiji at the front of the sword slave's group and swung its iron fist down heavily.

Yu Shiji didn't hesitate either, screaming and repeating the Analects as he fought with the Buddha statue that kept repeating Amitabha. Yang Guang's eyes narrowed, and he grabbed the Heavenly Crystal and swung it.

In an instant, several Arhat statues were severed at the waist and fell to the ground, motionless as if they had lost their lives.

Yang Guang could sense that a strange power was dissipating from these Buddha statues.

What exactly happened at Jingnian Temple?

Yang Guang suddenly became extremely interested! Just as he stepped out of the imperial carriage, a figure grabbed a woman in white and suddenly fell from the sky.