Heaven-Defying Rebel Sage
Chapter 351 - 329: Xuan Ming’s Massive Slaughter

Chapter 351: Chapter 329: Xuan Ming’s Massive Slaughter

Legend has it that Immortal Yang Mei was infuriated to death by Wukong, a dominant ruler fell from grace, and his billion-year glory vanished forever.

The twelve floating buddhas collected Yang Mei’s corpse along with his magical treasures and law fragments, and then began to hunt down the remaining Great Dao Sages.

Wukong clasped his hands and formed a Dharma Seal, shouting, "Mountains of knives, seas of fire, torture mirrors of misdeeds!"

In an instant, the entire heavenly punishment plain seemed to transform into the Eighteen Levels of Hell, with ghosts drifting everywhere. The eighteen harsh tortures were successively executed, chilling winds screamed, ghosts wailed, and the jailers of hell cackled wickedly. Moreover, the Ten Kings of Hell issued their commands. Those in Hell were many wronged souls, having to continuously undergo extreme tortures to cleanse their sins, only then could they reincarnate.

Wukong said, "I will suppress the entire heavenly punishment plain with the Eighteen Levels of Hell. No one will escape! Xuan Ming, I will capture them for you to kill. Keep a trace of their primordial spirit and cast it into the Eighteen Levels of Hell. Let them endure harsh tortures, refine their Daoist hearts, and in the next life, they may enter my Ultimate Bliss World and mold an Arhat’s Golden Body!"

Xuan Ming laughed, "I’ve got it! Killing these Great Dao Sages, the Great Slaughter Technique will surely achieve Great Perfection. I might glean the path to becoming a Semi-Supreme from it. By then, as long as I absorb enough power of creation, achieving Semi-Supreme wouldn’t be difficult."

"Good!"

Wukong roared, "Eighteen Levels of Hell, suppress everything!"

The heavenly punishment plain erupted with eighteen layers of space, each layer suppressing everything, each appearing like a heavens, a divine nation.

The Eighteen Levels of Hell, belonging to the Buddhist Sect, are the most terrifying presence, specifically punishing those who have been wronged.

With the Eighteen Levels of Hell pressing down, all the Great Dao Sages were immobilized, and waves of the power of creation laws surged, heavier than Mount Tai, higher than the Nine Heavens, and more vast than the ocean! All the Great Dao Sages instantly stood rooted to the spot like wooden statues, their primordial spirit thoughts unable to escape.

Wukong, too, was drenched in sweat and said, "Suppressing these eighty or ninety Great Dao Sages is really exhausting. Kill them fast!"

Initially, Wukong had killed over twenty Great Dao Sages with the Liuli Pure Fire. Now, there are about ninety people left! Killing these ninety Great Dao Sages would cause ordinary Great Dao Sages to have cramps from exhaustion, but Xuan Ming certainly wouldn’t. She governs slaughter, and the more fierce it is, the better! If she continuously kills these ninety Great Dao Sages, her Great Slaughter Technique will definitely undergo a qualitative transformation and truly reach perfection, giving her enough means to strive for the realm of a Semi-Supreme.

These nearly ninety Great Dao Sages, suppressed by Wukong, could not move an inch, and were simply like fish on the chopping board. At this moment, Xuan Ming was the executioner!

"Great Slaughter War Spear!"

Xuan Ming gripped the Great Slaughter War Spear in her hand and thrust directly at them.

"Pouf!"

A spear fell, piercing directly through a Great Dao Sage’s brow. The aura of slaughter surged into his body like a tide. Life force was destroyed, and primordial spirit thoughts shattered one by one, leaving only a wisp of primordial spirit to be sent to the Tongue Ripping Hell of the first layer of the Eighteen Levels of Hell.

Only by undergoing reincarnation nine thousand nine hundred ninety-nine times, enduring the tortures of eighteen types of harsh punishments each time, could one achieve transcendence. These Great Dao Sages had very strong willpower. If not finely grinded by repeated harsh punishments to erode their will and Daoist hearts, it would be difficult to facilitate their passage in the next life.

"Pouf!"

Xuan Ming sacrificed the Great Slaughter Technique again and killed another person, still keeping a wisp of primordial spirit to cast into the Tongue Ripping Hell of the Eighteen Levels of Hell.

These eighty or so Great Dao Sages, all like fish on a chopping block at this moment, couldn’t help but tremble. They were Great Dao Sages who wielded immense power across heaven and earth, yet they never imagined such a fate. The opponent didn’t kill them outright but chose to leave a wisp of primordial spirit to be cast into the Eighteen Levels of Hell to endure eighteen types of harsh punishments!

The eighteen types of harsh punishments were too cruel, making onlookers feel their scalps explode and their blood surge.

"Under the suppression of the Eighteen Levels of Hell, even self-explosion is impossible! Forget about it!" said Wukong.

These eighty or more Great Dao Sages immediately felt a deep chill in their hearts, it seemed they were destined to be slaughtered, then have their primordial spirits enter the Eighteen Levels of Hell to cycle through eighteen harsh punishments. They couldn’t even predict how many iterations it would take to truly transcend and reincarnate! Such torment was unbearable even to Great Dao Sages with steely resolve. Back then, Quan Zhilong, tormented to agony, directly knelt before Wukong, which shows the power of the Eighteen Levels of Hell.

"Great Slaughter Technique, myriad worlds’ killing aura, converge in me, slaughter the world!"

Xuan Ming softly uttered a series of incantations for the Great Slaughter Technique from his mouth. Each attack resulted in the death of a Great Dao Sage, shattering their bodies and extinguishing their Primordial Spirit Thoughts, leaving only a trace of the Primordial Spirit to enter the Eighteen Levels of Hell to be punished. Even Xuan Ming, with his resolute mind and dominion over slaughter, could not help but be alarmed after killing more than fifty people. Such slaughter was too terrifying, killing Great Dao Sages as easily as slaughtering chickens and dogs.

A Great Dao Sage named Yichao Eu roared repeatedly, "I am willing to surrender, I am willing to surrender!"

Wukong said, "You, Yichao Eu, only wish to convert because you’ve seen the terror of the Eighteen Levels of Hell and can’t bear it mentally! I can’t be bothered to deal with you. I’ll send you into the Eighteen Levels of Hell to temper your determination and will. In your next life, I will guide you so that you can become a Golden Body Arhat in my Ultimate Bliss World."

"No, you can’t kill me! My uncle is a Time-Old Saint from a billion years ago, Quan Zhilong, and by now, he might have reached the Semi-Supreme. He possesses a Creation Divine Artifact, called the Creation Jade Butterfly! Spare my life, and once I find my uncle, he will surely ally with you and share the Creation Divine Artifact for your enlightenment," Yichao Eu cried out desperately, unwilling to die like this.

"Quan Zhilong?" Wukong could not help but laugh.

Thinking Wukong was tempted, Yichao Eu pleaded, "Please spare my life, and I promise a generous reward! I mean what I say!"

But Wukong, with a dismissive wave of his hand, slowly said, "You, at this moment, still attempt to deceive me. How could I let you have your way? Today, you all will enter the Eighteen Levels of Hell to suffer extreme tortures. In your next lives, you may be reincarnated in my Ultimate Bliss World as Golden Body Arhats and attain liberation."

Yichao Eu hastily said, "Absolutely not, my heart is as clear as the sun and moon, I am willing to convert!"

Wukong then cast the Mirror Technique on Yichao Eu’s head, revealing his thoughts. In the mirror, Yichao Eu was seen gritting his teeth and cursing, "Damn this meddlesome primate! Once I actually find my Uncle Quan Zhilong, I’ll have him use the Creation Divine Artifact to blast you to smithereens! Ha, keep dreaming, you think I’d actually let my uncle share the Creation Divine Artifact with you for enlightenment? Once I’ve deceived you, everything will be fine."

At that moment, Yichao Eu’s face turned deathly pale.

Wukong said indifferently, "I possess the Wisdom Eye, Buddha Eye, and Dharma Eye. I see through all deceptions in this world; everything is like a dream or an illusion, unable to confuse me! How powerful do you think Quan Zhilong is? I have already killed him along with others, and since you are his nephew, it’s fitting for you to face this karma. Go!"

Having said this, Xuan Ming, already impatient, pointed directly at Yichao Eu’s forehead, shattering his Primordial Spirit Thoughts and vitality. He extracted Law Fragments and sent a trace of his Primordial Spirit into the Eighteen Levels of Hell.

In the Eighteen Levels of Hell, the cries and howls of the spirits were unending. These once proud Great Dao Sages endured extreme tortures, wailing and sobbing, losing their arrogance and composure. Yichao Eu entered the Tongue Ripping Hell, immediately had his tongue pulled out, along with his intestines dragged out from his mouth, which was utterly disgusting and upsetting to witness.

Little did Yichao Eu know that Quan Zhilong had already been killed by Wukong, who had also achieved the status of a Great Dao Sage, and the Creation Jade Butterfly had long fallen into Wukong’s hands, leaving no chance for him to negotiate. Moreover, with Wukong having reached Semi-Supreme and possessing the unclouded Buddha Eye, all was like a fleeting illusion—easily seen through.

After killing Yichao Eu, Xuan Ming did not pause but continued his slaughter.

"Let’s finish off these remaining eighteen quickly. I sense a Semi-Supreme approaching, and he will soon arrive at the Heavenly Punishment Plains! These Semi-Supremes are likely from the Sages’ sects we killed, but I fear them not, and I am capable even of killing them," boasted Wukong, now a Semi-Supreme, feeling more adept in mastering the Creation Laws, especially as the restrictions of the Creation Jade Butterfly progressively unlocked, releasing an infinite surge of the purest Power of Creation.

Indeed, Wukong’s Cultivation grew by the rate of ten million years every hour.

While every Semi-Supreme has cultivated for hundreds of millions, billions, tens of billions, or even up to a trillion years, Wukong, even though fast, still seemed somewhat insufficient. Yet, his combat strength was formidable, and with many restrictions of the Creation Jade Butterfly unlocked, he could contend with, and possibly even slay, a trillion-year-old Semi-Supreme!

The Creation Jade Butterfly, a Creation Divine Artifact, felt harmonious in Wukong’s hands, as if its harsh restrictions could not backfire on him, perhaps because he was favored by the Powers of Creation.

Without any hesitancy, Xuan Ming, having already killed sixty Great Dao Sages, did not mind the remaining eighteen. With a ruthless heart and decisive actions, he once again invoked Spells, killing each one and capturing their Primordial Spirit and Souls to throw them into the Eighteen Levels of Hell for soul-refining and torturous reincarnations.

"Good, let the aura of Great Slaughter condense! Great Slaughter Talisman, absorb it all!"

Xuan Ming squeezed his fingers over the spell, and the Great Slaughter Talisman fell from the Sphere of Thoughts, then spun around.

The Slaughter War Spear, having killed many Great Dao Sages, was already saturated with the aura of slaughter, which now gushed out like a violent storm, ferociously, all being absorbed into the Great Slaughter Talisman.

"Kill!"

The character for "slay" on the Great Slaughter Talisman became even more piercing, a mere glance capable of terrifying anyone, shattering their Primordial Spirit Thoughts with its murderous aura.

To find out what happens next, stay tuned for the next installment. (To be continued. If you enjoy this work, please visit qidian.com to vote, recommend, and support us with your monthly ticket. Your support is my greatest motivation. Mobile users, please read on m.qidian.com.)