584: Chapter 111 Compassion 584: Chapter 111 Compassion I am the Zen Master.
Yet the Zen Master is not me.
This sentence, neither Deng Baiyi nor Chu Guo understood.
Even Chen Chong didn’t quite understand it.
“Pretending to be divine and playing tricks!”
Chen Chong snorted coldly, raised his palm, and clenched it through the air.
Whoosh!
The next moment, thunder surged on the small mountain peak, and the lightning spear was suddenly pulled out, drawing a spray of golden, vibrant blood.
The spear tumbled through the air and swept back into Chen Chong’s palm.
The emaciated monk’s body swayed slightly.
The large hole torn open in his shoulder healed at an extremely fast pace.
The power of the Path of Life, like golden dew, showered upon this world.
“Why should this battle involve others?”
Like a dried leaf buffeted by the wind, the emaciated monk swayed back and forth but ultimately stabilized himself.
His expression was one of compassion as he pointed to the Heavenly Peak: “Chen Chong, you seek to ascend to the Yang God through this battle…
Slaying others will only increase your killing karma.
Why not ascend to the heavens for a duel, just the two of us.”
“False compassion.”
Chen Chong sneered: “If you truly wished to save them, why did you not show yourself when the Yuanzhou Iron Cavalry sought to Destroy Buddha?”
That being said,
he still did not strike at the others.
Although Chen Chong was known for his ruthless and merciless actions, he was still guided by the notion of “restoring order amidst chaos.”
He disdained the slaughter of the innocent.
“A Buddhist Temple that has fallen can be rebuilt,”
The emaciated monk shook his head, his voice sincere: “Destroying Buddha, it’s not as simple as you make it sound…”
“You have a point there,”
Chen Chong’s face was expressionless: “To Destroy Buddha, it’s best to start with you first.”
The emaciated monk gave a faint smile, neither agreeing nor disagreeing.
He extended his palm, pointing to the Heavenly Peak, signaling for the battle to take place there.
“Rumble!”
Amid the thunderous sounds, countless dark clouds dispersed, opening a gap.
The somber lightning was parted by the Path of Life, and the golden Buddha light descended to the mortal realm, forming a stairway to heaven.
The emaciated monk looked at the “little monk” by his side with some reluctance.
Eventually, he reached out and gently patted the little monk’s head, then ascended with the golden light, drifting away.
On the other side, Chen Chong’s expression was cold and detached, a distinct Killing Intent manifesting all over him.
He grasped the long spear, leaped from the ground, and turned into a cyan rainbow, rocketing straight to the nine heavens!
…
…
Upon reaching the Heavenly Peak,
Chen Chong couldn’t wait to launch his attack—a hundred-zhang majestic Azure Dragon dharma merged into the thunder spear, resonating Great Success across the heavens.
Another spear thrust, aimed at the Zen Master!
He had thought that the grand monk who had invited the ascent to heaven for a duel would use Buddhist Divine Skills, but he had never expected that this monk would neither dodge nor evade, taking on the second spear strike directly.
And this spear, it was aimed straight at the heart!
“Tss!”
Chen Chong could hear the sound of his heartbursting through flesh and blood.
He looked at the emaciated monk before him in disbelief.
No matter how formidable a cultivator becomes, they still possess a mortal body in the end.
The heart is the source of life.
Decapitation, piercing the heart…
these are incredibly severe injuries…
Even martial artists who have nurtured a Martial Arts Divine Embryo wouldn’t dare to let a spear pierce their own hearts.
But the Zen Master did just that.
“You don’t dodge?”
Chen Chong was slightly stunned, just staring at the scene before him without pulling out the spear, both of them standing amidst drifting clouds at the Heavenly Peak.
The common folk on the ground looked up.
They couldn’t see clearly what was happening above, only knew that this life-giving rain was becoming more intense, the “Golden Dew” falling more abundantly.
“Why dodge?”
With a smile in his eyes, the great monk reached out and gripped the spear: “Benefactor, you’ve tried everything, trampling temples with Iron Cavalry, using Compasses to find people…
all to force the Zen Master to appear, kill him, and then attain Dao as a Yang God.
Now that I’ve received this spear and will die afterward, isn’t this the best outcome?”
Chen Chong was stunned.
Indeed, that was his plan.
His wishing to see the Zen Master was not due to any confusion.
He had been cultivating in hiding, reaching the pinnacle of the Yin God Realm for many years.
Over the years, step by step, he ascended to a position above tens of thousands in the Li Kingdom, becoming the Great Pillar Country and jointly presiding over the Three States Iron Cavalry.
Even the strategies of Nalan Xuance could be influenced or overruled by him.
Only one step away from the “Mountain Peak.”
Just this one step in front of him.
Attaining the Yang God Realm is a step that has stumped countless heroes.
Chuguo Sea King did not hesitate to ally with the Demon Race, initiating the Tide Sacrifice Technique, willing to sacrifice the lifeforce of an entire Lichao City as the price for one person’s ascension…
Yet he, Chen Chong, holding power over three states, couldn’t bring himself to do such a thing.
Nalan Xuance provided an excellent proposal.
Ascending to the Yang God requires an opportunity.
The best opportunity is a battle between life and death.
Ten years ago, Xie Xuanyi fought across a thousand miles and was buried in the North Sea.
This event was sensational, known by all…
Many great cultivators who were just one step away from the peak closely watched this battle.
They knew that if Xie Xuanyi survived the battle of the North Sea, then he would ascend to the Yang God!
Therefore, between life and death, there lies great fear as well as great fortune.
That’s the idea.
Thus came the set-up in Yuan Province.
After much thought, Chen Chong decided to use the “Zen Master” as the whetstone to sharpen himself.
Whether it was the battle at Qixia Mountain or the Iron Cavalry Destroying Buddha, Chen Chong did not care for the intricate schemes laid out by Nalan Xuance; what he cared for was the breakthrough battle to attest to the Yang God Realm resulting from “Destroying Buddha”!
Now, everything was going smoothly.
Everything was going too smoothly.
Chen Chong looked at the Buddha Blood stained on the Bright Green Thunder Spear, not knowing what to say for a moment.
He didn’t understand why the Zen Master, having revealed himself, was willing to meet his death like this?
But he knew.
The “Path of Life” of the emaciated monk before him was genuine, a Dao that can only be condensed at the Yang God Realm.
After the spear pierced through the heart, the unceasing Path of Life, along the spear, entered Chen Chong’s body, warmth flowing into his heart like a gushing spring.