My All-Heavens Chat Group-Chapter 457 - 25 Wutian, Ning Rongrong_1

"Give you face? Who do you think you are?"

Murong Fu sneered disdainfully and casually pointed a finger.

A sharp Sword Qi burst forth and, before the Bloody Knife Ancestor and the others could react, it penetrated the Bloody Knife Ancestor between the eyebrows.

"Hua Tiedan pays his respects to the Immortal and thanks you for the rescue!" 𝓯𝙧𝓮𝓮𝒘𝓮𝙗𝙣𝒐𝒗𝒆𝓵.𝓬𝓸𝒎

Seeing how terrifying Murong Fu was, Hua Tiedan immediately abandoned the thought of murdering Murong Fu to silence him and hurriedly kowtowed.

"Now that the great snow seals the mountains and you cannot leave, how will you survive here on this snowy mountain?"

The corners of Murong Fu’s mouth lifted slightly as he looked down on the kneeling Hua Tiedan and asked indifferently.

Hua Tiedan was stunned. What is the Immortal doing? Is he testing me?

Though confused, Hua Tiedan still hurriedly replied, "Replying to the Immortal, this lowly one would melt the snow for water and kill that horse, rationing it to survive!"

Di Yun and Shui Sheng also looked curiously at Murong Fu, wondering why he would ask such a question.

"One horse is not enough for all of you to eat, not even enough for you alone."

Murong Fu shook his head, and then his voice suddenly turned icy cold. "So, when you have nothing to eat, you will eat the flesh of your dead brothers, even going as far as killing them for food!"

"What?"

"How could that be possible?"

Nearby, Di Yun and Shui Sheng were stunned.

Although they were deeply ashamed of Hua Tiedan for begging for mercy, they never imagined he could commit such a universally abhorrent act.

"Great Immortal Sir, I am wronged! I would rather die than eat the flesh of my brothers..."

Hua Tiedan cried out, protesting his innocence. If this accusation was confirmed, he would surely have no place to be buried after death.

"Before this, who could have imagined you begging the Bloody Knife Ancestor for mercy? I can see the future; your quibbling is useless!"

As his voice fell, Murong Fu pointed his finger and ended Hua Tiedan’s life.

At that moment, Shui Sheng spoke up, pointing at Di Yun with eyes full of hatred. "Great Immortal Sir, there is a little lecher here! He killed my father. I beg you to avenge me!"

"It’s not true! I am not a little lecher!"

Di Yun was shocked and hastily explained, "He asked me to kill him!"

"Immortal, this little lecher is full of tricks and lies constantly! Don’t believe him. I saw with my own eyes him killing my father with a rock!" Shui Sheng said angrily.

"Alright, I know."

Murong Fu interrupted their dispute and said, "This young man is named Di Yun. He is indeed not the little lecher from the Blood Knife Sect, and it is also true that your father, seeking release, asked him to do it!"

"Thank you, Immortal! Thank you for clearing my name!" Di Yun was overjoyed and kowtowed in gratitude. He was not the slightest bit surprised that Murong Fu knew his name.

Immortals are omnipotent. Besides, the Immortal had just said he could see the future; knowing his name was as easy as turning over a hand.

"So, it really was my father who wanted to die..."

Shui Sheng seemed to lose all her strength. She had no doubt about it.

With Murong Fu’s power, he had no need to deceive her.

Besides, her father’s legs were broken, leaving him a cripple. Living would only increase his suffering, so asking Di Yun to help him find release was understandable.

Watching the heartbroken Shui Sheng, Murong Fu was not in a hurry.

Now Shui Sheng was left alone.

No, that’s not right. She has a cousin, Wang Xiaofeng. As long as her cousin Wang Xiaofeng is dealt with, making her willingly offer herself to My Lord will be as easy as flipping a hand. As for dealing with Wang Xiaofeng, that is even easier. Of course, I’m not going to kill Wang Xiaofeng directly. Killing is the crudest of methods. To solve the problem at its root, Shui Sheng needs to see Wang Xiaofeng’s true colors and fall into utter despair. And her cousin, Wang Xiaofeng, just happens to be a major scoundrel. Dealing with him couldn’t be easier. For instance, if I pose as a great villain and force Wang Xiaofeng to choose between his own life and Shui Sheng’s, Wang Xiaofeng would undoubtedly choose his own life. If I go even further, telling Wang Xiaofeng that to live, he must deliver Shui Sheng to my room for my enjoyment, to save his own skin, Wang Xiaofeng would surely offer Shui Sheng up. Thus, Shui Sheng would naturally see his true colors.

Sigh, to scheme against a young girl like this seems rather ungentlemanly... But I was never a gentleman to begin with. Didn’t Dog Son say that all cousins are big bad wolves?

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「World of the Sequel to Journey to the West.」

「Western Ling Mountain.」

At this moment, Western Ling Mountain no longer showed any trace of the Great Thunder Sound Temple. In its place stood a majestic and imposing altar.

Wutian stood before the altar, with Black Robe, Huge Scorpion, Demon Ying, the Black Lotus Saint, and countless demons and fiends behind him.

"Bring them up!"

Following Wutian’s order, Immortal Gods were brought up one after another, a dense multitude numbering in the tens of thousands.

The Immortal Gods from the Heavenly Court and the Buddhas from Mount Ling were all present.

"Wutian, you pervert justice and act outrageously! The day of reckoning will come for you!"

Southern Sea Guanyin Bodhisattva, her Mana sealed, glared fiercely at Wutian and cursed, "When the Buddha returns, that will be the day of your death!"

"Do you think Tathagata can still return?"

Wutian waved his hand, and Tathagata’s reincarnated soul boy, Qiao Ling’er, appeared.

He looked at Qiao Ling’er and Guanyin and declared, "Today, I will send you both to meet My Lord!"

"You dare!"

Guanyin and other powerful experts from the Buddhism Gate were enraged. Yet, Wutian ignored them, his indifferent voice alone echoing in everyone’s ears:

"Kill!"

"Yes, Lord Buddha!"

Black Robe, the Black Lotus Saint, Demon Ying, Huge Scorpion, and other powerful experts stepped forward. They dragged all the Buddhas to the altar, and then blades rose and fell.

SLICE!

Blood splattered, and heads rolled.

These sealed Buddhas and Bodhisattvas, devoid of any power to resist, were slaughtered like pigs and dogs.

The Immortal Gods of the Heavenly Court were stunned.

Countless powerful experts were filled with dread.

Soon, the powerful experts from the Heavenly Court were also seized and dragged onto the altar. Blades rose and fell, and heads tumbled to the ground.

"Alright, it’s your turn!"

Wutian turned to Tathagata’s reincarnation, Qiao Ling’er. He chopped down with his hand like a blade, but just as in the original future, he could not kill Qiao Ling’er.

At the same time, he faintly sensed a change in the heavens of the Three Realms.

The Heavenly Dao faintly manifested, seemingly displeased with his actions, and prepared to unleash a heavenly tribulation to annihilate him.

As expected, the script was written from the beginning. I, the great villain, was destined to die from the start. My thirty-three years of dominion over the Three Realms were all preordained!

Anger flickered in Wutian’s eyes. He realized he had been a pawn from the very beginning.

Ever since he was a powerful figure in the Buddhism Gate.

His fall from Buddha to demon was all engineered by others.

He was like a puppet, manipulated through a tragic life according to a predetermined script.

"Hmph, so what if it’s the Heavenly Dao?" Wutian’s gaze was distant; today, he was set on Defying Heavens. His own strength was insufficient for Defying Heavens. But someone else could.

"O great Lord of Hongmeng, your devout follower Wutian implores Your aid! Please send forth valiant Divine country heroes to lend me their strength!"

Wutian’s prayer was observed with hidden curiosity by the ancient Powers concealed within the Three Realms.

They knew Wutian intended to offer sacrifices to a Divine Spirit called the Lord of Hongmeng.

But they had never heard of the Lord of Hongmeng. They were curious about the Lord of Hongmeng.

This time, they might be able to discern the origins and background of the Lord of Hongmeng.

Has Wutian encountered trouble?

In God’s Kingdom, a thought stirred in Hongmeng’s mind.

As expected, the currents in such a world run deep. Even if Wutian knows the future, it is difficult for him to escape the chessboard. Some things are ordained by Heaven; without absolute power, it is impossible to alter the grand trajectory of the world! I just sent Qian Renxue to the world of The Legend of Lotus Lantern. This time, I’ll send Ning Rongrong!

Hongmeng made his decision.

Ning Rongrong and Qian Renxue shared a similar Cultivation Level, both at the first stage of the Divine Emperor realm.

If this were the World of Primordial Chaos, their Cultivation Level would not be sufficient to dominate.

But in a parallel world like that of the Sequel to Journey to the West, where the strongest are merely Divine Kings or Divine Emperors, their first-stage Divine Emperor Cultivation Level would allow them to sweep across the land unchallenged.

Even the Heavenly Dao would have to give way.

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