Chapter 1433: Chapter 831: I’ve Come to Take You
The cold and desolate Wildland.
Shen Yi walked slowly, and as he arrived, the once gray world was suffused with Qing Guang, restoring its brilliance.
He lowered his eyes to look at his palm, where there was a delicate Golden Cicada.
Shen Yi was not very concerned about the news it conveyed. After all, having slain the Joyful True Buddha and Emperor Dongji, those two transcendental Sect Hierarchs surely realized that the Heavenly Dao lacked these two dazzling Dao Fruits and Fruit Positions.
Under these circumstances, he could not avoid being hunted by the transcendental Giants.
Whether one came or two, it seemed to make no difference.
Just what surprised Shen Yi was that the affairs of those Ancestor Gods were involved, entangling the two transcendental beings, preventing them from freeing their hands immediately.
“Does this mean some extra time?”
Shen Yi chuckled slightly in self-mockery, his fingers slightly spreading, watching the Golden Cicada gradually dissolve into flowing sand.
Compared to the matter itself, he found it more delightful that Master Zhi Kong could now perform such profound Communication Techniques.
As an old friend, he was genuinely happy for the master.
He was the most monk-like monk in the Bodhi Sect. Back in Jianyang Prefecture, the master possessed great power, yet he repeatedly yielded to an ordinary mortal old woman, was transformed into a black dog by the Thousand-Armed Bodhisattva, and always adhered to his beliefs, refusing to sell out others for freedom.
Even upon seeing the truth, realizing the sect he spent half a lifetime in was so cruel, the master did not give in to despair but left the Great Sect, contributing whatever useful strength he had back to the Human World.
Now, Master Zhi Kong could overhear the discussions among Sect Hierarchs; his status is undoubtedly high and promising, yet he still resolutely sent this Golden Cicada to him.
The people Shen Yi trusted could be counted on one hand, but fortunately, he hadn’t misplaced his trust in anyone yet.
He adjusted his mood and continued to walk forward.
Everyone thought that, for Shen Yi now, the Emperor’s Aura that protected Shen Zhou was the last straw he could grasp to preserve his life, surely clenched tightly without letting go.
But the reality was quite the opposite.
No one would bother to spend a hefty price to deal with a “transcendence” that was already fallen, destined to be consumed.
When the Human World no longer needed him to worry, Shen Yi was finally free from all constraints.
He could wholeheartedly pursue that elusive chance of victory.
Under the current situation, the only path forward was self-transcendence. Moreover, the Emperor’s Aura comparable to transcendence in the Human World, forming a two-against-two with the two Sect Hierarchs, could ensure lasting peace in the Red Dust.
But Shen Yi still had no clue.
He could not possibly trust Emperor Dongji’s words. Though the chance of them lying under such circumstances of life being held was slim, if he believed it… wouldn’t he be admitting defeat?
Just like earlier thoughts, Shen Yi carried the trust of so many people, people who risked their lives to help him reach this position.
From Master Zhi Kong’s initial Fifth Grade Fruit Position Great Scripture to later events that led to him being transformed into livestock, to the Houtu Huangdi Qi’s willing suppression rather than revealing his whereabouts to the two sects, if not for this, where would he have had a peaceful chance in the Southern Continent waiting and receiving that Blood Jade?
Not to mention the Human Emperor who voluntarily gave up transcendence, only yearning for the peace of the Human World.
Along this path, too many have made sacrifices.
Shen Yi could not afford to lose.
For these sacrifices, he must come up with an answer that would satisfy him.
The only card Shen Yi had left now was the Ten Thousand Demon Hall.
The two sects only knew he could eradicate the immortal Buddhas within the Heavenly Dao. He never showed the Sect Hierarchs his ability to resurrect these immortal Buddhas.
Even though, in the face of transcendence, numbers seemed to make little difference.
But ultimately, if the enemy was weakened bit by bit and he grew stronger, this balance changes, and if a new Heavenly Dao could be re-established, why not find a new path to transcendence!
Above the deep abyss of the mansion, among the high cliffs.
The Immortals sensed the turbulent aura around them, their expressions became significantly more somber.
They exchanged glances, all seeing the worry in each other’s eyes.
Lady Houtu… still refused to give up!
Though suppressing this lady was a joint resolution of the two sects, she was still the Emperor of the Three Immortals Sect. The Immortals felt somewhat peculiar about taking action against her.
“Report to the Emperor, I want to go down and persuade the lady.”
Master Xuanwei stood up, bowed and saluted to the purple-robed Taoist in front.
If necessary, he truly did not wish to reach the point of breaking relations. The great tribulation would eventually end; even though the Houtu Huangdi Qi was currently marginalized, after countless tribulations, she would still be the Emperor, and everyone would have to get along.
Emperor of the North Pole slightly raised his hand, coldly overseeing the abyss below, and said indifferently, “Stubbornness and incorrigibility, hard to persuade with kind words.”
Being an Emperor, having one’s heart in Red Dust, was already a grave mistake.
The Sect Hierarchs had given her so many chances. If she still chose to repeat the same mistake, then sect laws must be enforced.
Master Xuanwei’s face froze, but he could only sit back down.
Qing Guangzi glanced at him with slight mockery, withdrew his gaze, and continued to calmly close his eyes in meditation.
This group of fools, blindly trusting that Shen lad, played by him like pawns, absolutely embarrassing the Great Sect, still here making themselves clowns.