River Styx turned another spell into white light and sent it into their minds. He said, "This is the Great Killing Technique of the Blood Sea River Styx's Asura Demon Path. Originally, there were 1,296,000,000 ways to kill. I've extracted one thousand and eight of them, including poison, curse, grudge, massacre, army, and so on. They are all spells that you can use.
"This is the essence of the Blood Sea Asura when he massacred the worlds. He killed all living beings in the worlds, studied their weaknesses, and slaughtered them. This is the essence accumulated over billions of years. As long as you can comprehend a fraction of it, even a strand of hair can be used to kill. It's just ten thousand elite soldiers. I'm afraid it's not enough for you to kill."
He sighed and pretended to be concerned. "Some of them are especially cruel. You can't use the bloodbath methods! It's too cruel, too bloody. It's cruel, it's cruel! "
Hearing the words of a demon like Minghe, although they didn't know how much of it was true and how much was false, when Li Ning and the other two looked at each other, their eyes were somewhat cautious. How terrifying was the Art of Killing that even Old Demon Minghe was afraid of? Just thinking about it sent chills down their spines.
In reality, River Styx had not developed the Great Killing Technique to this level. He used the Heavenly Demon Drawing to create all living beings. The evil thoughts in the endless distracting thoughts were turned into killing thoughts and evolved into sentient beings. Through killing each other, he had honed an endless number of killing techniques. Every one of them was cruel and extraordinary. They could be said to be the best killing techniques in the world. They included all kinds of tools like knives, spears, swords, halberds, embroidery needles, and all kinds of tactics. They included all kinds of schemes, military formations, and all kinds of spells like poison curses, ghosts, and witchcraft.
It was more than enough to extract the one thousand and eight that Lin Ning and the others could use.
No matter how highly Lin Ning regarded this terrifying technique that could turn evil into righteousness that River Styx had bestowed upon him, when he actually touched the records of the Great Art of Killing, he was still shaken by the spirit of endless slaughter that was recorded in it. Looking at the general principles, it was definitely not the kind of evil path that Lin Ning had imagined, one that was cruel beyond measure and took pleasure in killing.
Instead, it was an upright and upright description of how the Heavenly Dao operated on all things, ending with death. Killing was a myriad of methods. It recorded that all things in the world fought and killed, evolved into living creatures, and all of them were proficient in the art of killing. They fought for their lives, and those who didn't kill well would die.
From small things like the survival of ants and the killing of other living beings, to medium things like the operation of a country and the ending of conflicts through killing, to large things like the life and death of the universe and the courage to kill all others. Regardless of whether it was an ignorant ant, a plant, a sentient being, the spirit of all living things, even if it was a cultivator seeking for the truth, an immortal with immortal life, they all had the Dao of killing.
The spirit of this technique could not be described as insignificant. Even though Lin Ning and the other two had a negative impression of it at first, when they read it, they could not help but be deeply shocked by the picture of all living things in the world depicted by this technique. This technique was not empty talk about the Great Dao. It sought to be real and reliable. The various methods of killing that were recorded perfectly matched the murderous instinct in one's heart. Without the stimulation of one's inner demons, one would feel intoxicated.
Although River Styx saw that the few of them were resisting on the surface, he had already secretly accepted this technique. He even nodded and smiled. "That's right. In this world, don't tell me one only survives by being vegetarian and praying to Buddha? Doesn't it depend on killing other living things, even killing one's own kind, killing everything in order to fight for a place to live? "
"Therefore, my River Styx's Dao of Killing runs through the end of the universe. There will be a day when Daoism and Buddhism will end, and there will be a day when the rules of etiquette will be broken. Only the Dao of Killing will end with the universe."
Hearing his words, Li Ning and the others finally woke up with a start. Drenched in sweat, they struggled out of their killing instincts. They were so terrified that they didn't dare to look at this killing art anymore. Trembling, they said, "This is the True Devil!"
"If one learns this technique, one will definitely prioritize killing in everything he does in the future. All karma and endless restraints must be resolved by killing. If it is as it says, if one's thoughts are not clear, then all conflicts and entanglements in the world will be resolved by killing. Although it looks like evil has turned to the right path, in reality, it is silent, ruthless, and cruel. It is even scarier than those evil techniques. "
"Killing can't solve all problems, but it can solve most problems." River Styx only smiled and did not say anything else.
Initially, he had planned that if one of the Three Elites of Qilu could learn this Dao of Killing, Chen Ang would become River Styx's disciple and become River Styx's disciple of the Dao of Killing. However, it seemed like the Three Elites of Qilu were closer to Chen Ang's orthodoxy. They could not inherit this demonic Dao that was destined to ignore everything.
'Perhaps I can establish a sect based on this and call it the' Sky Demon Sect of Killing '. With this as the doctrine, I will select the most talented people and nurture them carefully. With this Dao of Killing, River Styx's Dao of Killing passed down to me.' River Styx thought to himself.
In the end, he pointed between the Three Elites of Qilu's brows and bestowed them with a demonic scripture. It was the entry method of his orthodoxy. After all, he and Chen Ang were originally one. Based on the idea that the deity's disciple was his disciple, he gave them the entry method test. River Styx smiled and said, "With such a method, wouldn't it be easy for you to break through the formation tomorrow?"
Lin Ning and the other two smiled bitterly in their hearts. It was easy, but accepting the bestowment from these three sects was probably the same as betraying their sects. Their honored master was a person who hunted down River Styx. If they really accepted the bestowment, their honored master would punish them in the future. It would be worse than today.
However, River Styx did not care too much. He had already broken through this trial. Tomorrow would be the day of Yang Da's death. The fate of the three of them was connected and they would bear this trial together. They had also received a bit of fate from River Styx and bestowed the Dao of Killing. If they died due to the trial, even if they were useless, Chen Ang would not feel the pinch. This was River Styx's way of doing things. If Chen Ang was here, it would be more appropriate.
As he thought about this, River Styx looked to the south. In the South Sea beyond the endless void, there was a similar gaze that met his. Chen Ang was sitting beside the furnace in the Celestial Abode. Inside the furnace, a Golden Crow supported the furnace. The golden flames formed by the Nanming Li Fire formed a Lianhua. More than ten items that were concealed by different colors floated in it.
Among them were fans, mirrors, stones, bells, rings, gourds, pouches, and other oddly shaped objects. They were all top-notch treasures. They were connected with the aura of karma and were nourished in the furnace. When the two of them looked at each other, under the operation of the Heavenly Dao, four treasures broke through the restriction and flew out of the furnace. They turned into a stream of light and rushed out of the ocean, disappearing into the northern horizon.
Chen Ang did not organize them. Instead, he calculated in his heart, 'The first furnace of treasures will come out in response to the trial. With the operation of the heavenly secrets, they will definitely fall into the hands of the fated person. They will be the vanguard to start the trial. They say fated chances, fated chances … Do you think my fated chances, Chen Ang's, are so easily taken? You took my fated chances today. Tomorrow, I'll make you sell your life to me … '
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