Attaining Immortality, Starting From Slaying Demons-Chapter 1428 - 829: No Room Left for Reconciliation

Inside the resplendent hall, a sudden chill swept through.

Under the flickering lights, Shen Yi’s shadow elongated, enveloping Lin Shuya, who was kneeling in despair ahead.

All previous doubts in everyone’s hearts were now explained.

Why did the Bodhisattva watch as Shen Yi crushed the new emperor’s skull with a single step, and without even a contest, kneel humble and fawning beneath those flowing Xuan Shang robes, before scurrying away in disgrace?

And for what reason, after offending the Immortal Buddha, did not only was this reckless young man not punished by the two sects, but instead greeted with a heaven-shaking entourage to welcome an ascension to emperor?

All these reasons were inherent.

After the former emperor’s downfall, the Divine Dynasty not only didn’t decline, but welcomed a more formidable demon.

He needed only to stand alone before the Jinluan Hall and with a wave, could slay the True Buddha Emperor, shocking the heavens!

Buddhas will bleed, emperors too will fall.

These beings high above in the clouds are still capable of fear, capable of begging, appearing no different from mortals beneath.

"..."

As Shen Yi stepped forward, all the officials in the hall retreated a step backwards.

Seen by his ability to mobilize the Heaven and Earth Emperor Qi, it’s more accurate to say he’s not aligned with the Divine Dynasty, but rather stood on the side of the former emperor, thereby acquiring the Blood Jade.

And just days ago, the entire court followed the Crown Prince and Lord Lin to pay tributes at the Imperial Mausoleum, harnessing the Imperial Court’s fortune, undoubtedly the greatest betrayal against the former emperor.

Now, a reckoning is likely upon them.

With Shen Yi’s previous ruthless methods of slaying Immortal Buddha, one was beaten into pulp, the other had their skull brutally shattered, no one would doubt the bloody nature of this reckoning.

Yet they dared not resist; when those Xuan Shang robes swept past, all were rendered mute, bereft even of courage to plead, kneeling in waves, prostrating, wishing desperately to embed their foreheads into the cold stone tiles.

In their full submission, Shen Yi walked unwaveringly through.

It wasn’t that he dismissed mortals due to his rank, but he understood, everyone stands at different heights, hence perceives different things.

The view from the mountaintop is fundamentally different from those at its base.

Like the officials on either side, commanded by the Crown Prince, their grasp of the grand scheme can only rely on snippets of gossip from the Immortal Department. In such circumstances, to demand the right choice from them is somewhat unreasonable; going with the flow is the most normal reaction.

But...

One person was an exception.

Standing at the highest point, seeing everything clearly, he chose to sell the common people to the Immortal Buddha.

Shen Yi paused, gazing down at the middle-aged man kneeling before him.

"You... I..."

Lin Shuya’s lips were parched and cracked, his entire face gaunt like a corpse demon, and his voice grating like a broken drum.

While others feared Shen Yi’s might, he feared that this power came entirely from himself, having not touched the Emperor’s Aura at all.

In other words, even without relying on anything else, this young man in front was still a foremost Giant atop the heavens.

Yet such a being stood firmly in the Human World.

Others believed Shen Yi was the former emperor’s hidden ace, only Lin Shuya knew the night this young man first met that man, their conversation was far from jovial, almost diametrically opposed. It was precisely because of this he shamelessly waited in streets hoping to win him over.

This person does not serve the Human Emperor but establishes life for the common people!

"Hoo."

Shen Yi exhaled gently, leisurely squatted down, reached out towards the middle-aged man’s face, thumb brushing his twitching brow, then pulling upwards, forcing Lin Shuya to widen his eyes to the extreme.

The motion of his hand did not stop.

With a tearing sound, the skin on Lin Shuya’s forehead ripped open, revealing the ghostly white bone, the viscous blood plasma soaked his face, blurring his vision, body rigid without resistance, as he stared blankly at the formidable face before him.

"Have you seen clearly?" Shen Yi asked softly.

"..." Lin Shuya did not speak, but his lip trembles grew more pronounced.

"Can I triumph over Immortal Buddha?" Shen Yi asked again.

Fear filled Lin Shuya’s heart entirely, unable to find any excuse to justify himself, no matter how beautifully crafted, all defenses seemed feeble before this young man.

His heart pounded like a drum in his ears, turning his face flushed, culminating in an agonizing scream: "Triumph!"

"And what about you?" Shen Yi released his grip, stood straight, looking down with indifference.

A bleak smile appeared at Lin Shuya’s lips; he never thought aiding the Human World against the Immortal Court was so simple, simple to the point that it required him to do nothing, simply watch quietly. freēwēbnovel.com

The pain of his torn forehead gradually faded; when his heart died, he seemed to lose sensation in his body.

After a long contemplation, he slightly lowered his gaze and whispered like a mosquito: "I deserve to die."

Blood plasma dripped from his nose onto the stone bricks, the lean middle-aged man knelt in Jinluan Hall, facing Shen Zhou, body stiffening, motionless.