Supreme Divine Book

The light that blossomed from the Lotus of Buddha and the Lotus were like two shocking tides, neither giving way to the other, neither advancing nor retreating, it was always a balanced point.    

And Han Chen and the rest who were also engulfed by the strange light did not know the current situation they were in.    

However, while he was cultivating, the state he was in became even more wonderful.    

"Buzz buzz!"    

In the beginning, Han Chen's mind was in a mess. The power of the Greater Nirvana Pill was extremely shocking, and Han Chen was constantly using his own martial elemental energy to channel the divine pellet's power into his primordial spirit, refining and absorbing it.    

The energy within the Great Nirvana Pill was just like an intense volcano, violent movements continuously erupted from within his body, while dense spirit energy gushed out like a spring. As it absorbed the energy, Han Chen's own strength also increased at a rapid rate.    

Slowly, his chaotic consciousness became calmer and calmer.    

It was as tranquil as the waters of a pond. When he reached the back, Han Chen could not even feel the energy of the Great Nirvana Pill circulating in his body. He moved his entire body up and down, as if he had arrived in a mysterious world. Where was it? He couldn't say it, nor could he feel it.    

Faintly, hazily, like a dream    

Suddenly, Han Chen heard some noises in his ears.    

At the beginning, the sound was very chaotic and hard to distinguish. At the back, the sound became clearer. Han Chen listened intently, only to realize that this was a Buddhist monk chanting a sutra in a low voice.    

The sound entered his ears. It was ethereal and loud.    

It sounded like the chanting of countless esteemed monks at the same time. It made people feel extremely peaceful.    

Han Chen's mind was at ease, but in his mind, he saw a peaceful and harmonious world, a peaceful and prosperous world.    

In the land of absolute bliss where the Buddhist light first appeared, a sacred light passed through the colorful clouds and descended like divine light onto a holy land of buddhism.    

In the vast Sacred Land, many monks with profound cultivation experience sat in a row. Their hands were clasped together as they recited a scripture, looking especially sacred.    

As Han Chen bathed in the all-encompassing holy light, he opened his heart and listened to these ancient texts.    

The ancient chanting sound of the scripture was mixed with the sound of the bell and the roll of the scripture. All kinds of melodious and loud voices blended together, fully displaying the solemnity and solemnity of the holy land of Buddhism.    

Not long later, Han Chen blended into the peaceful and solemn atmosphere, he did not realize that he seemed to be one of the countless monks.    

Under the illumination of the buddhist light, he was comprehending the three thousand buddhist arts within.    

"Rumble!"    

But at this moment, something unexpected happened.    

A strong gale suddenly blew over. Without any warning, the sky immediately turned dark. The wind in the Ninth Heaven changed abruptly, and the heavenly thunder rolled over.    

The melodious chanting became extremely chaotic, Han Chen who was bathing in the ancient chanting suddenly woke up.    

The serenity, solemnity, and calmness disappeared in an instant. What replaced it were waves of restlessness on the part of the blood in his body.    

Endless amounts of fiendish aura swept across the area, Han Chen's ears began to echo with the Gold Spear and Iron Horse.    

The scene in his mind also changed drastically.    

Han Chen seemed to be able to see the mountain-like pile of corpses, the river of blood, and that overflowing devilish barrier that carried a baleful aura …    

In the blink of an eye, the sky and the earth were filled with a bloody rain.    

In this world which was completely different from the peaceful and peaceful Sacred Grounds of the buddhist faith, Han Chen actually comprehended a heaven-shaking, earth-shattering power that could sweep through heaven and earth, shake the earth, stand on all sides, and laugh proudly and arrogantly.    

Han Chen did not reject this feeling.    

Slowly, Han Chen realized that the state he was in, had actually evolved into two different kinds.    

On the left was the area where the buddhist faith had been, the holy light pouring down to the world, and the soothing chanting of sutras in one's ears. The ancient Buddhist scripture was intoxicating.    

On the right was a land of blood and blood, filled with killing intent that spread out in all directions. The surging tide of joy and hatred, breaking free from the shackles that bound them, and conquering the world, all these made people feel extremely carefree.    

Two entirely different auras flowed into Han Chen's mind.    

This seemed to be a type of choice, allowing Han Chen to decide for himself which kind of environment and condition was what he wanted.    

However, it was difficult for Han Chen to make a decision. He could not reject either state of mind and he could accept both of them.    

"Buzz buzz!"    

Abruptly, a third image appeared in Han Chen's mind.    

The third image was located in the middle of the first two images. What he saw were two lotus seats.    

On the left side of the lotus throne was a colorful light that was mainly made of gold. The lotus seat on the right was completely dark black.    

On each of these two lotus seats sat a figure.    

One was an old monk wearing a cassock facing compassion. The old monk's eyebrows and beard were all white. He had a kind face and looked like a holy Buddha surrounded by golden light.    

On the other lotus seat, there was a man wearing a dark golden long robe. The man looked to be around forty years old, he was handsome, had an extraordinary air about him.    

Sage Sage Sage Sage Sage Sage Sage Sage, Seven Nights Saint Ruler!    

Han Chen confirmed the identities of the two without any doubt, so there wasn't the slightest bit of doubt in his calm heart.    

Sage Sage Sage Melancholic Monk and Seven Nights Saint Ruler sat facing each other. The auras these two super strong warriors gave off were like the most majestic mountain peaks in the world.    

"Amitabha, Benefactor of the Saint Ruler." A butcher's knife can be used, and the source of evil can be broken. However, the mundane world was different. They were able to slip into the Four Great Empires. There will always be rewards for good and evil. Why must you persevere and commit all the disasters in the world? "    

The Sage Sage Sage Sage Sage Herb's voice resonated in Han Chen's mind.    

Seeing that, the Seven Nights Saint Ruler smiled, and spoke humbly and courteously, "Sire, you can release the blade, but the source of the evil cannot be cut. I am the source of evil, but there are still countless of it left. In this world, he wielded a butcher's knife. "The source of evil is no longer the source of evil, but a means to protect itself. This is the will of the common people."    

"All living things are equal, and good and evil are repaid. Saint Ruler Shi had presided over the demonic path for thousands of years, causing countless sins. How is this self-defense? "    

Seven Nights Saint Ruler replied with a smile, "If all things are equal, how can there be any difference between poor and rich? If good and evil were rewarded, how could there be countless people who had been dyed red with blood, living peacefully in this world? This one has been in charge of the demonic path for thousands of years, and has been defending the demon race.    

"However, karma is originally empty, and you still have to pay off your debts. All living things were equal, but it was hard for them to escape the cycle of reincarnation. Good and evil were rewarded, but time was yet to come. The Saint Ruler had protected the demon race from harm, but he should not have caused the blood catastrophe. "As the saying goes, a debt of blood needs blood to be repaid. Benefactor Saint Ruler, you must turn back and return. You must not continue making mistakes."    

"Hehe, the Holy Monk is very merciful. This reputed one truly admires him." Seven Nights Saint Ruler raised his hand, as he revealed a faint smile, "Evil beings are born with this nature. If everyone was good, why would they need the Buddhist guidance? Therefore, the Devil Dao is also a way for humanity. "    

"The source of human nature exists side by side with good and evil. If everyone was evil, then it was impossible for the common people to exist. The heavens could not tolerate this. "The Dharmic Dao is the right path!"    

The sorrowful sage monk and the Seven Nights Saint Ruler's words continuously made Han Chen have an epiphany.    

Presumably, this was the Dao Arts Debate from thousands of years ago.    

Although Han Chen did not know why the debate between the two great saints back then would reappear in his mind, every single word from the two great saints had penetrated his heart and affected his mental state.    

However, Han Chen had never been moved by any of them.    

Even so, Han Chen listened attentively to every word that the two great saints were saying. What was even more surprising was that no matter how vast and profound the Tao techniques the Seven Nights Saint Ruler was speaking about were, Han Chen was actually able to understand them all.    

In this strange state, Han Chen focused on comprehending and listening to what the two Saints were explaining about the profound laws and principles.    

Unknowingly, nearly half a year had quietly passed by.    

Above the Nine Abyssal River.    

One group of geniuses after another rushed over. After a long wait, groups of geniuses quietly left.    

However, the top geniuses such as the arcane dust, Zhao Qi, Tan Xian, and Ma Yu Xuan, all stayed behind and waited for Han Chen's arrival.    

To them, under any circumstances, they would have absolute patience and perseverance.    

During the great battle a few months ago, the powerful might of the Ink Splitting Holy Brush arcane dust had completely suppressed the atmosphere of the audience.    

After that, all the top geniuses split up, and many of them hid in the shadows to cultivate, trying to think of a way to deal with the situation after encountering the arcane dust on the competition grounds.    

It was unknown how long it would take for the Thousand Veins Martial Meeting that countless people were looking forward to to to to to to come.    

Time passed very quickly, but Han Chen and his group who were at the bottom of the Styx were completely unaware.    

He did not know when, but the debate over the Tao technique between the Sage Sage Sage Sage Sage Sage Sage Sage and the Seven Nights Saint Ruler had already ended in Han Chen's mind.    

Even so, Han Chen still heard those profound and profound Buddhist mantras and demon morality lingering in his ears.    

Holy Light Descends on a peaceful day.    

The path of the king was filled with blood and gore.    

These two different scenes continuously appeared in front of Han Chen's eyes. Han Chen's mental state had unknowingly steadily increased, but he was unable to determine whether it was due to the power of the buddhist arts or the superb demonic way.    

If it was in the past, Han Chen's understanding of demons, was that of a killer, a disaster, and a disaster …    

But after listening to Seven Nights Saint Ruler's explanation, he realized that his previous understanding of the devil race was one-sided. What was shown on the demons were mostly battles for the world, defending the interests of their race. Many times, many humans did the same thing.    

However, the demon race was a bit more extreme, and it was paved with blood.    

"Buzz buzz!"    

At this moment, Han Chen felt a strange undulation from the space around him. When he slowly opened his eyes, what entered his vision was an astonishing scene.