Chapter 354 - 330: Xuan Ming’s Massive Slaughter
Yang Mei, the Great Immortal, was literally infuriated to death by Wukong, and thus a great figure fell. His glorious light of a hundred million years vanished forever.
The twelve Vajra collected the corpse of Immortal Yang Mei along with his Magical Treasure and Law Fragments, and then began to round up the remaining Great Dao Sages.
Wukong clasped his hands to form a Dharma Seal and declared, "Mountain of Knives and Sea of Fire, mirror of torture for sinners!"
In an instant, the entire Heavenly Punishment Plain seemed to transform into the Eighteen Levels of Hell itself, with ghosts drifting about everywhere. Eighteen cruel tortures were successively deployed; chilling winds howled, ghosts wailed, and the little spirits of Hell cackled wickedly, while the Ten Kings of Hell gave orders. Those in Hell have many grievances and must continuously be cleansed with severe punishments before they can be reborn.
Wukong said, "I shall suppress this entire Heavenly Punishment Plain with the Eighteen Mud Plows; no one will escape! Xuan Ming, I’ll capture them for you to kill. Preserve a wisp of their Primordial Spirit, thrust it into the Eighteen Mud Plows, let them endure the most cruel tortures, refine their moral character, so that in their next life they may enter my Ultimate Bliss World and forge the Arhat’s Golden Body!"
Xuan Ming laughed, "I’ve already considered it! By killing these Great Dao Sages, my Great Slaughter Technique will surely reach Great Perfection, and I might even discern the path to Semi-Supremacy from it! As long as I absorb enough Power of Creation, becoming a Semi-Supreme will not be difficult."
"Excellent!"
Wukong shouted loudly, "Eighteen Mud Plows, suppress everything!"
The Heavenly Punishment Plain raised eighteen layers of space, each layer suppressing everything below, each layer seeming like a universe, a divine nation, suppressing all.
The Eighteen Mud Plows are the most terrifying existence in the Eighteen Levels of Hell within the Buddhist Sects, specially designed to punish those with deep-seated grievances.
As these Eighteen Levels of Hell pressed down, all the Great Dao Sages were immobilized. Waves of the power of the Creation Laws flowed, heavier than Mount Tai, higher than the Nine Heavens, and more vast than the sea! All the Great Dao Sages suddenly stood stiff as wooden dolls, unable to send out even a wisp of Primordial Spirit Thought.