Chapter 351 - 329: Xuan Ming’s Massive Slaughter
Legend has it that Immortal Yang Mei was infuriated to death by Wukong, a dominant ruler fell from grace, and his billion-year glory vanished forever.
The twelve floating buddhas collected Yang Mei’s corpse along with his magical treasures and law fragments, and then began to hunt down the remaining Great Dao Sages.
Wukong clasped his hands and formed a Dharma Seal, shouting, "Mountains of knives, seas of fire, torture mirrors of misdeeds!"
In an instant, the entire heavenly punishment plain seemed to transform into the Eighteen Levels of Hell, with ghosts drifting everywhere. The eighteen harsh tortures were successively executed, chilling winds screamed, ghosts wailed, and the jailers of hell cackled wickedly. Moreover, the Ten Kings of Hell issued their commands. Those in Hell were many wronged souls, having to continuously undergo extreme tortures to cleanse their sins, only then could they reincarnate.
Wukong said, "I will suppress the entire heavenly punishment plain with the Eighteen Levels of Hell. No one will escape! Xuan Ming, I will capture them for you to kill. Keep a trace of their primordial spirit and cast it into the Eighteen Levels of Hell. Let them endure harsh tortures, refine their Daoist hearts, and in the next life, they may enter my Ultimate Bliss World and mold an Arhat’s Golden Body!"
Xuan Ming laughed, "I’ve got it! Killing these Great Dao Sages, the Great Slaughter Technique will surely achieve Great Perfection. I might glean the path to becoming a Semi-Supreme from it. By then, as long as I absorb enough power of creation, achieving Semi-Supreme wouldn’t be difficult."
"Good!"
Wukong roared, "Eighteen Levels of Hell, suppress everything!"
The heavenly punishment plain erupted with eighteen layers of space, each layer suppressing everything, each appearing like a heavens, a divine nation.
The Eighteen Levels of Hell, belonging to the Buddhist Sect, are the most terrifying presence, specifically punishing those who have been wronged.
With the Eighteen Levels of Hell pressing down, all the Great Dao Sages were immobilized, and waves of the power of creation laws surged, heavier than Mount Tai, higher than the Nine Heavens, and more vast than the ocean! All the Great Dao Sages instantly stood rooted to the spot like wooden statues, their primordial spirit thoughts unable to escape.