Chen Luoyang was in the Divine Land of Shu Prefecture. He closed his eyes and meditated. His mind seemed to have flown out of the world.
After a long time, he collected his thoughts and left the Divine Land to return to the mortal world.
After returning to Luoyang City in the mortal world, Chen Luoyang received a report that the current abbot of the Boundless Temple of the Sea of Sufferings, Crazy Monk Yuan, requested to see him.
"Granted." Chen Luoyang sat high up on his seat and casually gave the order.
A young monk appeared in front of Chen Luoyang and bowed to Chen Luoyang. "Boundless Temple's Crazy Monk Yuan greets the Revered One. Long live the Revered One."
Chen Luoyang said, "Dispense with the formalities. You should be cultivating in seclusion right now."
Crazy Monk Yuan stood up. A black swastika on his forehead rotated in the opposite direction. He put his palms together and replied to Chen Luoyang respectfully, "I have received guidance from the Revered One. I didn't dare to be careless and cultivated in seclusion. Until I heard that the Revered One had ascended to the Martial God Realm and officially took control of the mortal world on behalf of your master, I came out of seclusion to congratulate you. May the Revered One rule the mortal world for generations to come."
Chen Luoyang's fingers lightly tapped on the armrest of the chair. "As long as the intention is there. You can cut the formalities."
Crazy Monk Yuan was silent for a moment.
He raised his head and looked at Chen Luoyang with a pleading expression.
Chen Luoyang's expression did not change at all. He looked down at Crazy Monk Yuan.
Crazy Monk Yuan sighed and put his palms together. "We will obey the Revered One's decree. Our temple will not dare to disobey."
He was in seclusion. When Chen Luoyang became the ruler of the mortal world, he did not bring Crazy Monk Yuan along when he summoned the various sect leaders.
However, as soon as Abbot Yuan Chi received the news, he immediately rushed over to see Chen Luoyang. He wanted to get an answer from Chen Luoyang on some matters, and he hoped that Chen Luoyang would let him off the hook.
In the mortal world, due to various reasons, the various sacred grounds of martial arts were now showing signs of weakening.
If not for the strong return of Temple Master Yu Qingniu, the Orthodox Dao might have been suppressed by the Demonic Dao.
As for Chen Luoyang's iron rule of not harming the people, all the demonic path's arrogance was further restrained.
Among them, the descendant of the Devil Buddha from the Sea of Bitterness was one of them.
They did not kill wantonly like Blood River and Yanran Mountain, but forcibly converting the people and turning them into walking corpses was also forbidden by Chen Luoyang.
Previously, Deranged Yuan had warned his disciples to keep a low profile, but this was one of the important foundations of the Devil Buddha lineage.
If this were to continue, it would definitely have an impact.
Now that the Demon Lord had fallen and the Demon Emperor had ascended to the throne, both in name and in reality, he was in complete control of the mortal world. While Abbot Yuan Chi hurried over to pay his respects, he also hoped to have a word with the Demon Emperor.
After all, this new ruler of the mortal world, apart from the Demon Lord's inheritance and the Ancient God's inheritance, the Devil Buddha lineage's inheritance was the most complete.
The ten styles of Rulai's Demonic Palm appeared one after another, as if they were guided by him. Therefore, Deranged Yuan and the others still had a glimmer of hope that Chen Luoyang would let them off the hook and even support them.
But just now, after hearing Chen Luoyang's words, Deranged Yuan understood that Chen Luoyang's ban would not be loosened at all.
If the descendants of the Sea of Bitterness lineage wanted to continue their activities in the mortal world, they also had to abide by the ban of not harming the people and forcibly convert the people into believers.
Strictly speaking, the situation of the Sea of Bitterness lineage was even more difficult than when the Demon Lord ruled the mortal world.
Perhaps the only consolation was that, thanks to Chen Luoyang, they had obtained the ninth style of Rulai's Demonic Palm, Crushing Paramita.
Although there were rumors that the Heavenly Buddha had passed away, the Saha Realm had collapsed, and the orthodox Buddhist sects were also in dire straits. They were ushering in the Dharma Ending Age, so the descendants of the Devil Buddha were less of a threat. But speaking of the conditions of the other realms, they might not be any better than the mortal world.
There was no need to mention the Qingwei Realm, the Mountain and Sea Realm was the land of the Demon Clan, and the Ling Clan of the God Clan also existed in the Xihe Realm.
Even if the descendants of the Devil Buddha went there, the best result would be to become a blade for them to use, and they would have to worry about angering the Mortal World Paragon Chen Luoyang.
Deranged Yuan felt helpless. He could only restrain his thoughts and go back to reprimand his disciples to prevent anyone from violating Chen Luoyang's taboo.
Chen Luoyang looked at him calmly from his seat.
In his vision, a mysterious light lit up.
When Deranged Yuan saw it, he was shocked. His eyes lost focus, as if he had fallen into some kind of obsession.
The light that flashed by was bright and clear, as if it had illuminated the fog that had been lingering in his heart for many years.
Deranged Yuan had a deeper understanding of the eighth form of the Buddha's Demonic Palm, Eternal Samsara, and the ninth form, Crushing Paramita.
He felt like he had mastered all nine forms of the Demonic Palm.
The light was like a divine light, making Deranged Yuan's mind clear and bright. It was even more beneficial than the enlightenment he gained from the Nirvana Bell.
After a long time, the young monk came back to his senses.
He was a Martial Saint, but he was already drenched in sweat, and his kasaya was soaked.
Deranged Yuan couldn't care less. He was full of sincerity, and he bowed to Chen Luoyang.
"Remember what you said today." The mysterious light in Chen Luoyang's eyes disappeared, and he waved his hand. "You may leave."
Deranged Yuan respectfully took his leave.
With Chen Luoyang's guidance, a new path seemed to appear before him. Even without the wish of his believers, he had the confidence to charge towards a higher realm.
Chen Luoyang watched Deranged Demon Monk Yuan disappear. He sat alone in the hall, not saying a word.
He was carefully analyzing his state of mind.
Sword Master Darknorth Zhuyou was right.
His current state of mind had indeed changed greatly compared to before he broke through to the Martial God Realm.
It was not because he had become stronger, or because he had fewer worries.
It was because the dark clouds that had shrouded his mind had dispersed.
At this moment, his state of mind was moving closer to his Bluestar self.
Of course, after experiencing so much, it was impossible for him to completely return to the past. However, he was different from before he became a Martial God.
From a certain perspective, compared to before he became a Martial God, it seemed like he had regressed, but that was not the case.
Some of the special influences had been erased.
However, this also brought about some changes.
For example, the hatred he once felt towards the Sea of Misery and the Blood River Sect had become stronger. Even if they were still useful, he did not want to let them off.
Chen Luoyang leaned back on the chair, looking up at the ceiling of the hall. He finally gave up on the idea of interfering in the affairs of the mortal world.
It was not that he was worried about his reputation of killing the donkey when it was no longer of use. It was just that no matter what the reason was, everything he did before he became a Martial God was his own decision. There was no need to deny it.
As for the fate of the Sea of Misery and the Blood River Sect in the mortal world, as long as they did not cross the line, it would be up to them to fight for it.
With a thought, Chen Luoyang lightly tapped on the armrest of the chair.
In the next moment, another person appeared in the hall.
It was a young man dressed in blood-red clothes.
This young man had a handsome face, but his eyes were blood-red and filled with viciousness. He was like an unsheathed sword.
Looking at Chen Luoyang, he was momentarily dazed.
After a while, when he came back to his senses, the young man Slowly bowed to Chen Luoyang. "Shen Tianzhao greets you, Supreme Master."
He could not help but be dazed.
The last time the two met face to face, he was the first successor of the Heavenly River Sect, one of the Ten Heroes of the Mortal World, and one of the most promising leaders of the new generation of the righteous path.
Chen Luoyang's cultivation was not as high as his. Although he had the title of Vice Hierarch of the Ancient God, in the eyes of everyone in the mortal world, it was only because of his identity as the successor of the Demon Lord, which was why the Ancient God gave him special treatment.
Strictly speaking, apart from his halo and only personal achievements, people in the mortal world at that time undoubtedly respected Shen Tianzhao, who had the title of Little Sword Celestial.
Of course, the successor of the Demon Lord was glorious, but no one could imagine that in just a few years, the successor of the Demon Lord had become a Supreme Master.
Compared to Chen Luoyang, Shen Tianzhao felt inferior.
He had never regretted rebelling against the Heavenly River, even now.
But at this moment, compared to Chen Luoyang, Shen Tianzhao still felt a sense of loss.
But he quickly adjusted his mentality and greeted Chen Luoyang according to the etiquette of greeting the Supreme Master of the Mortal World. After all, there was no conflict between him and Chen Luoyang.
Chen Luoyang looked at Shen Tianzhao below and said indifferently, "There is no longer Xue Darktian in the world. What are you going to do next?"
Shen Tianzhao was slightly stunned. He had just learned about the news of Xue Darktian, and for a moment, his five feelings were mixed.
In the Blood River, the only person he hated a little was this Xue Darktian, who was vaguely a head above him.
Both sides faintly felt a sense of appreciation for each other.
However, he was also the opponent who had to win or lose.
To win or lose, and also to decide life and death.
Xue Darktian was a step ahead of him and became a Martial Venerable with the help of the Blood Sea. He was the goal he chased after, but now he also lost his life one step ahead of him.
This made Shen Tianzhao feel a sense of loss in his heart again.
However, the hostility and killing intent in his heart quickly replaced other emotions.
Shen Tianzhao's expression returned to calmness, "Xue Darktian is no longer here, no one in the Blood River Lineage can stop me, including Old Monster Blood River. I will slaughter the entire Blood River."
He looked up at Chen Luoyang and cupped his fists, "I beg the Supreme Master to grant me this."
Chen Luoyang gently tapped his fingers on the armrest of the chair, "Everyone has their own fate. As long as you abide by my rules, I will not interfere in the internal disputes of the Mortal World, just like my Master."
Of course, his rules were more than the dignity of a demon.
Shen Tianzhao bowed again, "Thank you for your grace, Supreme Master."
"And after that?" Chen Luoyang continued to ask.
Shen Tianzhao said, "I would like to beg the Supreme Master to let me accompany you when you conquer the Underworld Realm in the future. I hope the Supreme Master will be merciful and spare my grandmother, Madame Poison Dragon … I want to see her again."
The Sky River Swordsman who killed Madame Poison Dragon had already been killed by him. He had no hatred for the Sky River Lineage and the Old Sword Immortal, so he did not intend to find trouble with them. However, if they came looking for him, he would not sit still and wait for death.
In addition to the Blood River that he hated, his only concern was Madame Poison Dragon.
The previous incident at the Nether Gate made him believe that he could see Madame Poison Dragon's soul.
However, because of this incident, Madame Poison Dragon's soul was almost completely destroyed.
In the end, although she was able to stop in time, Madame Poison Dragon's soul was still sucked back to the Underworld Realm.
This became Shen Tianzhao's concern, so he hoped that Chen Luoyang could show mercy.
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