Chapter 125: Death for Ten Thousand? (Fifth Update)

"Disciples of your Great Dao Sect sneaked into our Taishang Sword Sect and stole our Sword Mountain. Is this how your Great Dao Sect treats its allies?"

"Our entire Taishang Sword Sect mobilized, leaving only the elderly, weak, and infirm in the sect. Yet, while we were aiding you, your Great Dao Sect chose to rob our home?"

Ji Wuyue's voice was filled with fury. He was truly enraged.

Liu Changfeng's expression turned extremely grave.

"Brother Dao, do not panic. You claim it was someone from our Great Dao Sect who stole the Sword Mountain—do you know who it was?"

To be honest, Liu Changfeng did not believe Ji Wuyue's words.

Because in the face of the Great Dao Sect's crisis, everyone from the Patriarch down to the disciples was preparing for battle.

Who would have the time to go to the Taishang Sword Sect and stir up trouble?

Ji Wuyue waved his hand, and a luminous screen appeared.

"Do you recognize this person?"

The image of Chu Ling materialized.

This face was familiar to some in the Great Dao Sect, including Ji Zhangming.

Liu Changfeng did not recognize her, but he immediately looked at Ji Zhangming.

If it were anyone else, Ji Zhangming could have outright denied knowing them. But for Chu Ling, he had to be cautious.

Because Chu Ling seemed to have some ambiguous relationship with Lu Ye...

"Junior Brother, you should recognize her, right?" Liu Changfeng asked.

Ji Zhangming nodded.

"This woman is named Chu Ling, a disciple under Bai Lan Peak. She previously ranked second in the sect's Genius Tournament. It seems... she has some unclear ties with Lu Ye."

Ji Wuyue's rage paused for a moment.

"Even if she has some ambiguous relationship with Lu Ye, she cannot treat an ally so ruthlessly! That was our Taishang Sword Sect's Sword Mountain. If the Sword Mountain disappears, can our Taishang Sword Sect still be called the Taishang Sword Sect?"

"Friend, please remain calm. We will immediately attempt to contact Chu Ling, as well as Lu Ye. The Sword Mountain won't vanish in an instant. Our Great Dao Sect would never violate the interests of our alliance. We stand firmly on the side of justice!"

...

Naturally, Lu Ye was unaware of what Chu Ling had done—and even if he knew, he wouldn't be surprised.

Each person has one life. In the incident at the Chu Sword Manor, Lu Ye did not die. The time when Lu Ye died saving Chu Ling had not yet happened.

As for Chu Ling...

Lu Ye didn’t want to comment too much.

Right now, he was more interested in the people from the Buddhist sect.

Although the Buddhist sect had been expelled from the Great Wilderness, most of its disciples were humans—people they had secretly brought back after sneaking into the Great Wilderness.

Now, Lu Ye, driving the Myriad Spirits Demon Emperor, had arrived in the Buddhist realm. Compared to other foreign races, the casualties among the strong practitioners of the Buddhist realm were the least.

Lu Ye was already prepared for a great battle.

And indeed, that was exactly what lay ahead.

Even Lu Ye’s face showed a trace of solemnity.

Because before him sat a colossal Buddha, radiating boundless Buddhist light, cross-legged and imposing.

The terrifying pressure made the entire Buddhist realm seem to freeze solid.

This aura… peak Mahayana?

Did the Buddhist still have such an ancient relic?

Man and Buddha stood in confrontation.

“Amitabha. The path ahead is blocked. Please, fellow Daoist, take another route!”

Suddenly, a silver-white light erupted from Lu Ye’s eyes.

Faintly, another pupil seemed to appear within them.

“Just a relic left behind in the First Heaven, nothing more!”

Yes, this Buddha statue was merely a scare tactic.

If not for Lu Ye’s vast array of methods and extraordinarily keen perception, he might truly have been fooled by this statue.

It was frighteningly realistic!

The Buddha statue’s expression shifted slightly.

“Since you remain obstinate, I shall suppress you!”

At that moment, the statue’s aura surged even more terrifyingly, surpassing even what a Mahayana realm should be capable of manifesting.

A massive, vividly real Buddha’s palm descended upon Lu Ye with crushing force.

Lu Ye ignored it outright, transforming into a streak of light that charged straight at the palm.

The Buddha’s palm, bearing the weight of the heavens, slammed violently into Lu Ye.

Yet, the moment it made contact with his body, everything dissolved into illusion. Lu Ye passed through the Buddha statue without the slightest hindrance.

The Buddhist…

Were fleeing!

Not just beginning to flee—they had clearly been escaping for some time already, leaving behind only a handful of disciples.

Witnessing this, Lu Ye couldn’t help but sigh.

The Buddhist, truly a sect that courted death time and again yet always managed to survive.

Setting aside everything else, their skill in fleeing and their understanding of their own strength surpassed far too many factions.

Most likely, they were just used to running away.

Disasters always lag one step behind the Buddhist.

The Myriad Spirits Demon Emperor was at a loss.

The entire Buddhist order had fled, leaving him no one to possess. Surely, this wasn’t his fault, right?

"Continue!"

The Vermilion Bird was struggling through her fiery rebirth.

She watched as the Myriad Spirits Demon Emperor rushed into the ghost realm to possess, into the spirit realm to possess...

Even he himself had lost count of how many beings he had taken over.

His latest host originally had the strength of the third Heavenly Tribulation, but now it was continuously rising, already reaching the fourth.

He was in the most terrifying state of cultivation.

Given time, he could swiftly climb back to the ninth Heavenly Tribulation.

"What is he trying to do?"

The Vermilion Bird widened her eyes, the fear in her heart growing ever more palpable.

She saw Lu Ye walking toward the Myriad Spirits Demon Emperor.

Thinking he was about to be beaten again, the Myriad Spirits Demon Emperor hurriedly shielded his head.

"Thud! Thud!"

Two arms flew off.

The Myriad Spirits Demon Emperor let out a wail.

"I’ve obeyed you! I’ve possessed so many demons and monsters! Spare me, please spare me!"

He truly couldn’t take it anymore—he didn’t want to suffer another beating.

The feeling of being utterly and mercilessly crushed had inflicted deep psychological wounds.

Lu Ye stretched out his hand.

His palm clamped onto the Myriad Spirits Demon Emperor’s skull.

"One final test. Survive, and you live."

As the words fell—

In an instant, the obsessions of reincarnation, like a river of stars descending from the heavens, violently poured into the Myriad Spirits Demon Emperor’s soul.

Reincarnation—such an ancient concept.

Across the endless river of time, how much suffering remained unresolved, never entering the cycle, instead hardening into obsession?

Far, far too much.

And now, Lu Ye was channeling these obsessions, seeking an outlet to pour them all into.

"Ah—"

A scream of agony erupted from the Myriad Spirits Demon Emperor.

Under the first wave of obsession's assault, his soul already showed signs of complete shattering.

It was at this moment that he understood why Lu Ye had forced him to parasitize more beings.

There were too many obsessions, too much suffering.

The Myriad Spirits Demon Emperor couldn't endure it—he didn’t want to die, but the countless obsessions had already locked onto his soul.

Now, there was only one way to survive.

That was to distribute the obsessions outward, evenly dispersing them into every parasitized soul.

The Myriad Spirits Demon Emperor didn’t hesitate—he had no time to hesitate.

In an instant, countless parasitized beings felt an intense wave of suffering.

A deluge of weeping, hysterical screams, and incoherent murmurs flooded the souls of the hosts.

The weak perished swiftly.

The Vermilion Bird was also in a semi-parasitized state.

Her brows furrowed tightly, her expression pained.

No, this won’t do!

Under such a vast impact of reincarnation obsessions, all the parasitized would die!

There was absolutely no hope of survival.

Their souls might even be shattered by the obsessions.

One sorrowful soul after another rushed toward all the alien worlds.

Stop this!

Lu Ye, stop now!

All the demons will die—every parasitized being will perish!

And at that moment, an obsession entered the Vermilion Bird’s mind.

It was Shen Xitong!

"It’s you!"

The Vermilion Bird froze.

Shen Xitong gazed at her calmly.

"Lu Ye told me that in your past life, you were an Emperor. An Emperor's Dao heart is unshakable, capable of resisting all influences of obsession. But if they live, you will die!"

"Or, you could ignore them—let them die, and you live."

"Save one, or save millions?"

"You must make a choice!"

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