69novels Chapter 816 - 537: Even in Death, Do Not Forget
Chapter 816 - 537: Even in Death, Do Not Forget
The next moment, the scripture and glass seed were both absorbed into his Sea of Spirit.
"The Demon Race’s offensive this time is extraordinary."
Lin Guang put away the Divine Object, thought for a moment, and then spoke slowly.
"The chaotic times are about to begin, and the situation will likely become increasingly chaotic."
From the perspective of hindsight now, if no one manages this Secret Realm, it might cause significant turmoil.
After the Shaking Stage ends, not only will the [Rule Ghost] nurtures to perfection and becomes the Secret Realm Master, indiscriminately slaughtering all who enter or even approach.
The power of the Demon King and the Demonic Qi in the origin of the Secret Realm will spread and multiply infinitely.
At that time, whether it will become a channel for the Demon Race to enter is really uncertain, as the fall of the Secret Realm will inherently weaken the Boundary Wall.
And before departing, the red dots marking over twenty Demon Qi Secret Realms by Jing Ning lingered clearly in his mind.
Even if not every one of them could instigate such chaos, not every one is a Tier Six Secret Realm, and even if not all have deployed the Demon King’s power as consumables, many countries are likely to suffer.
"Moreover, the sects behind those four Demon Cultivators, their entanglements, and other matters still need the master’s resolution."
Lin Guang sighed, "The affairs in the Southeast Region, the Great Xia ultimately cannot intervene easily."
"Chaotic times are also the time to hone the Buddhist heart, this is something I shall take on."
Monk Fashun’s eyes flickered with a determined light.
"I believe that as long as cultivators like us hold true to our hearts and unite firmly, we can definitely wait until the day the clouds part and the fog clears."
As he spoke, his gaze drifted into the distance.
Lin Guang and several young women also looked in that direction.
––They saw many of the people they had rescued staring here through the transparent maze from afar, their eyes filled with excitement.
Fashun’s eyes flickered.
Lin Guang realized something, smiled, and then raised his hand.
With a flash of light, the maze was withdrawn, and they came running over.
Leading them was Ruan Wenping, the frail youth whom Lin Guang had personally saved. He looked extremely excited, almost choking with emotion.
The nearly thousand survivors who had not left, all baptized by the spectacle, many having gained fortuitous encounters, spontaneously bowed their heads, palms together, and saluted them, overwhelmed with emotions, yet no one dared to make a noisy sound.
Lin Guang calmly surveyed the surroundings and his voice spread across the plain.
"Goodness is conveyed through thought; evil arises from the heart."
"In this world, holding on to kindness is difficult, losing one’s bottom line is just a thought away."
"But..."
"I believe there are always things in this world that transcend others."
Fashun picked up the conversation, stepping forward to the frail youth named Ruan Wenping.
Ruan Wenping looked up at him, a little scared and puzzled by the half glass skull face resembling a glazed skeleton.
Fashun looked at everyone present.
They were the ones who could still harbor good thoughts and uphold their bottom lines in this world.
And the gifts from the Buddha Land Secret Realm were, in fact, a kind of destined relationship.
"Are you willing to cultivate alongside me?"
A sincere invitation from a Six-star True Master was, in their eyes, as if a god from the heavens extended his hands to the mortals in the mud pit.
However, the next moment, Ruan Wenping came to his senses and touched his chest, resolutely saying, "Sorry, master, my mom is still at home waiting for me! I have to take care of her, so I can’t..."
Fashun wasn’t at all angry but instead reached out, touched his head, and smiled:
"Good child."
"Of course, you don’t have to be separated from your family."
"I am the Abbot of the Siam Fahyun Temple."
He looked up seriously, "Those willing to come with me, their families can also be taken to Fahyun Temple."
––Being a Six-Star Peak, where even the Siam Country Lord has to treat him with courtesy, under Fashun’s seat, there are also millions of monks, sheltering countless beings.
He is one of the righteous leaders in the Southeast Region; how could he mind protecting a few more people?
Relatively, the destined relationships these people carried are more precious to him.
Lin Guang stood to the side, smiling as he saw the pure light in the boy’s eyes and those simple faces that behind him had rekindled hope.
Several young women, like him, finally let their bodies, which had remained tense due to consecutive battles, completely relax and showed smiles.
The four Demon Dao True Masters entrenched here were all executed.
The Demonic Qi polluting the entire Secret Realm’s origin was thoroughly purified.
The Demon Race’s plot to disrupt the entire Southeast Region was entirely thwarted.
And Monk Fashun, this respectable monk, was also safe and sound.
Demon Qi Secret Realm.
[Ruined Buddha Land]
Strategy...
Completed.
...
As their spirits relaxed, a wave of fatigue suddenly surged in their hearts—as if, even though not even 24 hours had passed in battle, they experienced so much.
Only the black and green Dragon Bubble, as always, remained calm in the fox-eared girl’s embrace.
The dark golden light in Lin Guang’s eyes slowly dimmed, and his gentle black eyes looked toward Fashun, "Then, we’ll take our leave."
"Handling the aftermath, I’m entrusting it to you, Master."
Upon hearing this, the monk, with a half-glazed skull, half-normal [Half Withered, Half Flourished] characteristic face, showed a solemn expression, put his palms together facing Lin Guang and his group.
"I shall not fail you."
Lin Guang also returned the gesture with palms together.
The young women each said their goodbyes in their ways.
Lisa bowed politely to Fashun, her big ears twitching twice:
"Grandpa is a very capable and good person."
Chelina looked at Fashun, saluted with her sword, and calmly said, "Master, take care."
Vishdair quietly rolled her eyes—she used to scorn naive good people the most, but now she has changed a lot, not rejecting them anymore, just not sparing them with words, with a disgruntled tone: