Cultivating for a hundred lifetimes to ascension

Chapter 1487: Chapter 804: Catastrophe Strikes

Deep in the Wolong Mountain Range, a large expanse of magnificent palaces stretches from the peak of the Hundred Dragon Peak down to the foot of the mountain. Strange flowers and herbs abound among the palaces, and spirit beasts like immortals cranes and spirit rabbits roam freely.

At this moment, from the largest palace at the mountain’s summit, comes a series of cries and wails, the air thick with a strong scent of blood.

Amid the cries and wails, a continuous chant can be heard from within the hall: “…Observe wife and children as morning dew, gathering and scattering; observe familial ties as flowers in the mirror, moon in the water; knowing all appearances are non-appearances, attain Great Freedom…”

“…If love for a person is for oneself, then love for all beings is the path; abandon the delusion of self to realize the truth of no-self… By letting go of a single thought, the light of all directions reveals itself; when the heart is free of hindrance, one knows all beings are oneself…”

This chant sounds like a silver bottle shattering, as if seeing through the mundane world, bringing great joy in ultimate liberation and freedom.

Zhao Sheng steps into the hall, greeted by a floor covered in blood and bodies scattered all around. There are stunning beauties, aged elders, and even toddlers of two or three years old.

However, without exception, they all lie in pools of blood, unable to rest in peace.

Stepping over the corpses, Red Dragon Son can be seen with hair disheveled and bare feet, chanting the scripture while slaughtering those wives and descendants attempting to flee.

Witnessing this unparalleled atrocity, Zhao Sheng’s anger boils over, and he snarls furiously, “Beast, cease at once!”

Before his words fade, an overwhelmingly powerful Divine Thought sweeps out, instantly suppressing the frenzied Red Dragon Son.

Zhao Sheng strides across hundreds of feet, arriving before the Red Dragon Son, only to meet a pair of unperturbed eyes and a solemn face.

Zhao Sheng’s heart sinks, and he can’t help but curse in anger, “Killing wives and sons! Zhao Hong, you’ve truly… gone mad!”

In earlier years, the Evil God of the Qintian Guard, Wu Yue, had repeatedly warned that the “God Washing Technique” merely treats the symptoms, not the root.

Although this technique can wash away all past memories, one day the subject will revert to their old ways, possibly even worse.

Over the years, Red Dragon Son has performed excellently, deceiving everyone, including his wife and children, whom he was with day and night.

Although Zhao Sheng watched over him closely, he could not be with his son at all times.

He never imagined that today such a heinous violation of kinship would occur!

Facing his father’s scolding, Red Dragon Son remains unfazed, as if an enlightened monk, calmly saying, “Father, I’m not mad, I’ve simply… realized!”

“Ha, realize my foot!” Zhao Sheng laughs in extreme anger, shouting, “Beast, I’ll kill you!”

Before his words finished, Zhao Sheng smashes a palm onto Red Dragon Son’s forehead, releasing his power, the head instantly shattering and turning to ash in a flash of electric light.

Having committed such a grave sin, this son could only atone with death, as his existence would otherwise be a scourge to his kin!

At the moment of Red Dragon Son’s death, a sudden change transpires; a ray of blood light bursts from his body, piercing the void at unimaginable speed, embedding itself in Zhao Sheng’s brow.

This blood light is bound by bloodline and kinship, leaving Zhao Sheng no chance to evade. Along with the suddenness of the event, he was caught off guard.

The enemy meticulously plotted, calculating what Zhao Sheng couldn’t foresee. Despite his deep scheming nature, anger clouded his judgment, falling into the enemy’s trap.

In an instant, Zhao Sheng feels a blur before his eyes, suddenly transported to a vast, boundless, and chaotic white world, where up and down are indistinguishable.

“…All sentient beings, possess inherent nature. The inherent nature is originally empty, omnipresent. The transformation does not come from external seeking but from internal reflection, transforming with circumstances.

Freedom does not mean leaving the world, but being in the world without contamination, following the heart…”

At first, a chant echoes gently across the world, the voice filled with compassion. Then, one by one, voices join in, male and female, with the clear tones of children and the hoarse whispers of elders.

Gradually, thousands upon thousands of voices merge into a torrent, resounding throughout this world.

Zhao Sheng wants to escape this place but is horrified to find his Mana completely gone. Not only Mana, but even his Divine Thought and Will are mysteriously sealed, leaving only Physical Power.

At this moment, a series of figures slowly manifest before his eyes, initially vague and illusory, but quickly condensing into living humans.

Looking closely, Zhao Sheng’s heart trembles; these people are none other than his descendants by blood.

Standing at the forefront of the crowd is that accursed child!

Zhao Sheng’s gaze sweeps over their faces, seeing expressions of compassion, joy, and intoxication on each one.

They are all chanting the Great Freedom Heavenly Demon Scripture, fully merging with the resounding chant of the world.

Gradually, a faint blood light emanates from their bodies.

The blood light enters Zhao Sheng’s eyes, instantly causing his blood and energy to surge, his entire body enveloped in a faint layer of blood light, his previously clear consciousness suddenly turning somewhat muddled, inexplicably feeling the urge to speak.

“Not good!” Zhao Sheng suddenly wakes, immediately sensing danger.

A moment’s carelessness had led him into the enemy’s meticulously laid trap.

The enemy used blood as a guide, and the Demon Scripture to brainwash, truly impossible to guard against!

Zhao Sheng desperately resists the brainwashing Demon Sound while thinking of ways to escape.

In his mind, the mastermind who orchestrated all this from the shadows must be high up in the Red Eyebrow Demon Path, potentially even the handiwork of a Holy Demon tainting the Red Eyebrow Dao.

It must be known that to “Enlighten” a Great Power of the Unification Realm is incredibly rare and difficult!

If not for Red Dragon Son as the guide, how could Zhao Sheng, a Great Power of the Unification Realm, have fallen into such a trap so easily?

Gradually, the heavenly chant grows more grand and majestic, causing celestial phenomena to arise one after another.

Gradually, Red Dragon Son and the other figures walk in, merging sequentially into Zhao Sheng’s body.