Chapter 15: Zenmu Formation

  Unaware of the truth, it was clear that both sides had a misunderstanding. As the dark clouds covering the moon slowly dispersed, the murderous aura surrounding Zhou became unmasked and instantly transformed into sharp swords shooting towards the five people around him.

  At the same time, five Tianxuan realm strongmen also launched an attack. Their mission was to guard here and not let anyone have a chance to rescue that demon head.

  For a moment, the flowers, grass and trees were all crushed by the spiritual power. The five people stood at each corner, even without any eye contact, they understood each other's intentions. The five elements of spiritual power were mixed with a faint Buddhist light, and even the killing moves had a hint of benevolence that could enlighten others. However, this benevolence had no effect on Qing Kuang.

  Similarly, it's the five elements of metal, wood, water, fire and earth against each other. However, compared to these five taciturn Tianxuan realm experts, her chances of winning are not great. Therefore, when facing the previous five people, she decisively chose the dark element, the all-consuming darkness!

  The black aura carried a hint of bloodthirsty crimson, and the faces of the five demon guards, who were normally calm and collected, also showed a rare flicker of disturbance. This... was an extremely strange and sinister dark spiritual power! All their killing moves had been absorbed, yet despite being only in the Xuanming realm, he was still able to hold his own against the five of them without falling behind - what kind of evil and unorthodox technique was this?

  "Benefactor, why not put down the butcher's knife and attain Buddhahood on the spot?" Amidst the flashing and dodging of the Golden Heavenly Boundary, she still didn't forget to enlighten the lightly insane. This girl was clearly different from the living dead before, those innocent people who died couldn't even rest in peace, it would be better for them to ascend to the Pure Land early and reincarnate into a good family in the next life. But this girl was obviously still a normal person with flesh and blood, why did she also want to join forces with demons?

  "What is evil, what is Buddha?" People's perceptions are different, and what they see and feel will naturally be different. Even if that person is a devil in the eyes of the world, he may be the warmest existence in her heart.

  "Don't be obstinately ignorant, benefactor!" The collision of spiritual powers left neither side with an advantage.

  "Hmph, obstinately refusing to wake up...... Then I'll gladly accept it!" Using a large amount of Dark Elemental Spirit Power, being carefree isn't actually that easy.

  Her already injured body was on the verge of bleeding again. Not only was she being obstructed by external forces, but even the Lingzhu in her body was causing trouble, as if it wanted to be the sole ruler, no matter how slight the harm to itself. Finally, the spiritual energy surged through her body, fresh blood dripping from the corner of her mouth before being mysteriously absorbed. In an instant, the magic array beneath Qingkuang's feet was shrouded in an even deeper layer of dark color, and even the Lingxing above had become somewhat indistinct.

  The five people in Tianxuan Realm exchanged a glance, and the vigilance in their hearts gradually deepened.

  "Darkness Oblivion!"

  A mass of black spiritual energy was shapeless, but it was more powerful than the previous black shadow. Moreover, it had a rare bloodthirsty red glow that complemented the lightly arrogant pair of red eyes, as if ready to devour everything at any time.

  Crossing ranks in battle is what the Light Insane excels at, let alone with the help of this abnormal dark spiritual power. Once a person goes crazy, they don't even care about themselves. All the spiritual power in their body was drawn out by the black air and fiercely attacked the five people opposite them.

  "Buddha's Light Saves!"

  In a desperate retreat, the five of them simultaneously took off the Buddhist beads from their hands and threw them into the air to counter the incoming dark energy. The five strands of Buddhist beads looked dull at first, but as they flew through the air, they grew larger in circles, colliding with the dark spiritual power that was pressing down on them. Although no sound was emitted, it shook the entire space, causing everyone in the Grand Hall of Foyuan Mountain to stand up in shock and look towards the entrance. Meanwhile, people on the mountain waist and foot also woke up from their sleep, hastily packing their belongings and rushing up the mountain.

  "Wise Master..." Everyone in the grand hall looked at the person in the middle, expecting him to provide some guidance.

  "Is it good fortune or bad... fate... fate, oh fate..." He slightly opened his eyes, shook his head with a wise and compassionate expression, but didn't say another word, and closed his eyes again.

  As for the commotion caused, Liang Kuang was unwilling to reason with it, but only the annoyance in her heart gradually rose, making her bloodthirsty feeling even stronger than before. That person was right in front of her eyes, yet someone came to stop her, unforgivable!

  A dagger suddenly flew out from the dense, dark spiritual energy and narrowly pressed towards the five strands of Buddhist beads. After a long period of influence, the surface of the Buddhist beads also had a faint golden Buddha light, which perfectly formed a contrast with the wild and evil black spiritual energy. The eyes were bloodshot red, especially the pupils in the middle, all the former clear and bright blackness disappeared, staring straight at the five strands of Buddhist beads, while on the other side, the five Tianxuan realm were waiting in array.

  "The world is one!"

  This was the first time Qing Kuang had simultaneously used his six-series spiritual power, and the colorful spiritual power was crackling with white lightning as it shot out along the same trajectory. Adding to that were the random dagger strikes and the erosion of the dark spiritual power. With a loud crash, the Buddhist beads all fell to the ground, shattering into pieces one by one.

  At the same time, the sudden explosion of various spiritual powers also made the five Tianxuan realm cultivators feel extremely surprised. Just as they were about to react, a dagger flew over. Taking advantage of the few people's surprise, the red-clothed girl's figure flashed, directly shooting countless demon beast cores into the ground, and then quickly flashing away.

  Looking at the five people trapped in the formation, he smiled lightly and coldly, then turned around them and rushed towards the back mountain, with Suixin following closely behind him, shining with a chilling intent in the night sky.

  A red afterimage flashed by, unexpectedly halfway through a stumble, blood beads instantly seeped out from the palm of her hand. However, Qing Kuang couldn't care less about it at this time. Her spiritual foundation was almost bursting with energy, the dark spiritual pearl growing stronger and stronger, rampaging wildly, apparently still wanting to absorb more of Qing Kuang's blood. The pain and suffering had tormented her to the point where she didn't want to live anymore. Gnashing her teeth, she heard a large group of people rushing over, Qing Kuang forced herself to stand up, took a deep breath, and continued on her way.

  As the surroundings gradually opened up, what came into view were tall towers, with an ancient air and a color that looked very old. It was clear that they had been around for some years. Countless large and small circular towers lined up, while in the middle was a large empty space, which couldn't be seen clearly due to the ravines. But what Ling Xue cared about now wasn't this; she had come so far, where exactly was the Demon-Subduing Cave? She could hardly hold on...

  A dagger follows its master's heart, faithfully guarding him in his madness.

  She swallowed the surging bloody smell, took a slight stumble, and fell into the middle ditch. The scene in front of her changed rapidly, so she didn't even hear the "be careful" coming from behind.

  As soon as the person fell, the previously dull and messy ditch suddenly radiated a brilliant light. The brown color couldn't be seen at all, only countless veins like leaves, flowing as if given life. If viewed from above, it can be discovered that these ditches are actually Buddhist scriptures. Those inconspicuous ditches also formed into Buddhist scriptures at this time, and with the movement of the wind, the font was constantly changing, reorganizing, and transforming into new meanings.

  Unbeknownst to herself, she had already entered the formation of a carefree and curious gaze at the beautiful scenery in front of her. The birds sang sweet melodies, flowers bloomed with fragrance, butterflies fluttered about, the brook babbled, the gentle breeze rustled through the leaves, which finally fell into the water with a soft splash. Such serenity and peace, like a flower representing a world, a leaf symbolizing a Bodhi. However, in such an environment, no matter how beautiful it was, it couldn't calm down her restless heart. Suddenly, as her mood changed, the scene before her eyes transformed again - everywhere was desolate, corpses piled up like mountains, blood flowed like rivers, and wails of grief echoed endlessly, scenes of life and death separations made her emotions even more unstable. Negative emotions took over her mind, and the corpses in front of her all stood up, pulling her towards hell with a mixture of fear and panic.

  However, just below the ravine was the demon-reducing cave that Qing Kuang had been searching for. The sound of chains echoed, and in the middle of a thick iron chain as wide as an adult's waist, a human figure could be vaguely seen. The ticking sound was the only sound in this desolate place, followed by another rustling sound, and a pair of cruel eyes appeared from within the chains.

  Figures bustled about, countless people rushing to arrive at the center of the Ten Thousand Towers. Those from the foot of the mountain and those who had previously discussed matters in the grand hall all came, even the five Tianxuan realm cultivators trapped by the Light Screen Formation hurried over. Everyone was present except for the Wisdom Master.

  "Master!" The five of them were a bit embarrassed, and they joined their hands together to pay their respects. It seemed that they had arrived first, and the soft voice was also from Jin Xitian, who was at the Golden Heavenly Boundary.

  "Wu Yuan Master, this..." Wen Ren Wudi looked at what was in front of him with confusion. They had all just followed along, but there was nothing in front of them!

  "Alas, the wise master was right. Indeed, a great calamity is approaching... Someone has intruded..." The slightly chubby monk clasped his hands together, a look of worry on his face... Is the Demon Star born?...

  "Wu Yuan Dashi..."

  "Master..."

  "The people who followed him up the mountain leaned forward and asked in confusion, 'We don't understand what the master meant, please explain it in detail...'"

  "Alas... you all don't know, this is the Buddha's fate mountain's Buddhist pagoda, in the middle is the Zen wood array, and most importantly, that demon head is being suppressed under here." He counted the Buddhist beads in his hand one by one, looking worriedly ahead.

  "What? That demon is here..."

  "Wasn't it in the Demon's Cave... Huh? What is Zenmu, never heard of it..."

  Whispers among the crowd, compared to these ignorant people who only want to watch the excitement and take advantage of the situation, those who were in the great hall earlier are more aware of the severity of the matter, so they ask questions with more caution.

  "Wu Yuan Master, you just said someone broke in, but we didn't see anyone... " Wen Ren Wudi's face became increasingly solemn. Although he thought it was nothing to worry about, Wu Yuan Master was a highly respected figure on the continent, and since he could say such a reminder, whoever it was would surely take it to heart."

  "This is the Zenmu formation, have you seen the change in the font above? Obviously, there is already someone inside, so the formation will be activated. If this formation is broken, the consequences are unthinkable...". Silently reciting the scriptures, Wu Yuan gathered his palm wind and grabbed a handful of flower petals, sprinkling them towards the Zenmu formation.

  The rest of the people were at a loss, but the superior man's actions were always mysterious and they just needed to wait for the results.

  However, the gentle madness in the Zenmu array was about to face its first challenge. The flower that Wu Yuan scattered into the Zenmu array suddenly changed, and countless veins began to move. Before his eyes, the sky was filled with flying flowers, beautiful indeed, but the more beautiful things were, the more they took people's lives. The pink petals of the flowers were even sharper than knife blades, falling down like a storm, all of which seemed to be beckoning to Qingkuang. A huge fire rose up, filling the sky with pink flower petals, dazzling red, and the red-clothed woman's sleeves fluttering, beautiful beyond words, beautiful enough to delight one's heart, but who knew that this was the prelude to a symphony of death?

  The sky seems to have broken a big hole, countless petals are falling down, more and more, slightly careless will be fatal.

  Looking up, the chaotic flowers are about to dazzle her eyes, but the light and proud face is even more unsightly. Just now, a moment of carelessness, this flower actually cut her arm, blood flowing like a fountain. However, what's frightening isn't the pain, but the loss of the will to fight. Before her eyes again is the peaceful scene from before, constantly bewildering her, wanting to make her give up, sleep well, and let the gentle breeze caress her face, as if she would have no more suffering once she fell asleep.

  How is that possible? How can she sleep? Just thinking about her husband being locked up, the anger in her heart has burned away all her rationality. Is it endless? Then let's see who wins and who loses today!

  The dagger flew out with a whoosh, covered in the dark spiritual energy of violence, and according to the whimsical intention, it shot towards the sky, piercing through countless petals until it was no longer visible.

  With a clang, the randomly flying dagger that was supposed to soar into the sky instead stabbed into the ground, piercing through several flower petals and pinning down many scriptures. With a cold snort, he lightly pulled out the random dagger, and quickly incinerated all the flower petals on top of it.

  In contrast to the calm inside, Wuyuan's face changed outside, and in front of everyone, they were curious about how a flowing word had become still. Just as they were about to ask sideways, they saw Master Wuyuan pinch countless pine needles again and shoot them at those flowing words. Although they couldn't see anyone, the mysterious stagnation of the text was still suspicious.

  Outside the formation, the pine needles appeared in front of the lightly mad face, and it was another scene. The steel needle as long as the palm of the hand came to her face, front and back, up and down, surrounding her all around. If all of them were stabbed into her body, she would become a sieve.

  With a powerful force, these steel needles flew swiftly in front of Qing Kuang, and the countless silver lights made one's heart tremble with fear.

  Hmph! This earthworm still has a bit of its earthly nature left! Did you really think she was easy to bully?

  The fiery phoenix let out a loud cry, flapping its wings and taking to the skies. The scorching heat melted the steel needles closest to it, but this was only a small fraction of the total, as even more needles came charging in mercilessly. Layer upon layer of defenses were erected, accompanied by the sound of clashing metal, filled with intense killing intent.

  She looked up at the sky and let out a long, mournful cry. Her forehead bulged with veins as dark stars and flames merged together, like an otherworldly fire burning on her hands. The flame was not black, but a faint greenish-blue color that burned brightest in the center. It was similar to Mo Jiao Yu's black-gold flames, yet fundamentally different.

  "Burn, burn...". The eerie tone was accompanied by the blood at the corner of his mouth, and his madness had completely cost him his own life.

  The dark-colored flames were filled with ominous energy, and with Qingwu as the center, they surged outwards in all directions. Wherever they passed, countless steel needles that had just touched her were swallowed up. When the crisis was over, Qingwu could no longer withstand it, and with a thud, she knelt to the ground, spewing out large mouthfuls of blood, which then seeped into her skin and disappeared. And this time, it was even more severe, as the Dark Spirit Pearl had begun to wildly absorb Qingwu's blood from within, causing her face to also be shrouded in a layer of deathly energy.

  Her whole body trembled uncontrollably, she felt a slight madness and thought she wanted to cry, she missed that embrace so much... it was really exhausting.

  When the deafening sound rang out, Qing Kuang was already unstable in her mind, and this time she was even more shocked to the point of bleeding from all seven orifices. Everyone bullied her! They all came to bully her! The black air that had been lingering around her body this time actually materialized into a substance, like jumping flames, clearly visible there, seemingly guarding but in fact threatening to possess, treating Qing Kuang as an owned object was even more fitting.

  Rage surged, the sound in her ears still continuing unabated, forcing her to smash everything in front of her, destroying it, burning it... Infected by her rage, the black flames also rose, with a powerful explosive force that smashed everything around. The evil energy in the array continued to spread, carrying away the people outside who were shouting and sending them tumbling several meters away. Those with strong abilities managed to withstand it, while those with weak abilities almost had their spiritual foundation destroyed, becoming crippled from then on. The crowd that was knocked flying struggled to get back to their feet, and when they looked towards the Zenmu array again, their eyes were clearly filled with terror.

  As Wu Yu watched this scene, his expression became even more solemn. The Zenmu Array had actually stopped two-thirds of its operation! What kind of person was inside? Previously, he heard from the disciples that it was just a young girl, how could she have such power? When did the demon king have such a powerful existence by his side? However, putting aside this mysterious girl for now, if the Zenmu Array was really destroyed, then the gate of the Demon-Subduing Cave would be opened, and the mortal world would suffer a great calamity! He had to stop it no matter what. After all, the common people were innocent, he didn't have the wisdom of the Great Master to comprehend the Tao, so how could he watch this disaster unfold? Having made up his mind, Wu Yu stepped forward step by step. If the Buddha could cut off his own flesh to feed an eagle, then today, Wu Yu could also put his life and death aside.

  Watching Wu Yuan walk forward, the crowd was puzzled. The five Tian Xuan realm experts looked panicked and didn't know whether to stop him or support him.

  Under everyone's astonished gaze, Wu Yuan finally walked to the edge of the remaining, still flowing scripture and sat down on it, quietly reciting the scripture.

  In the midst of her fury, she was already burning with anger, her red eyes vigilantly watching her surroundings, ready to respond to any sudden situation. However, when those golden scriptures with Sanskrit sounds came crashing down, they still caught her off guard. Seemingly formless, yet actually tangible, countless scriptures densely surrounded her, a large "卍" character heavily pressed upon her body, rendering her completely immobile. Those annoying scriptures also continued to torment her, weakening her will.

  "Ahhh..." A cry of pain echoed, a faint glimmer flashed in her crazed red eyes, she struggled with all her might, her hands barely lifted before being suppressed again. More scriptures flashed by, all of them were imprinted into her body, another cry of pain echoed, was it surrender or resistance?

  Digression

  Today is Mother's Day! Bamboo wishes all readers' mothers or those who have become mothers a happy holiday!

  Leng Jia went to celebrate the festival with his maternal grandmother today, and there were many people. It was very late when I finished writing, so please forgive me.

  By the way, guys, you said this demon king is the male lead?