Chapter 99: Next Lifetime, I Will Surely Kill You!
Chapter 99: Next Life, I Will Kill You!
"Convert your mother's head!"
Before the words faded, Lü Yang had already arrived at the center of Skeleton Mountain spanning eight hundred miles, his face twisting into a savage grin as he clawed at the spiritual vein below.
Boom!
In an instant, heaven and earth shook violently. An overwhelming surge of yin energy erupted from the spiritual vein, transforming into a boundless, turbid river suspended in midair.
[Heavenly Corpse Sha]!
This sha energy, originally deeply buried within Skeleton Mountain's spiritual veins, was forcibly extracted by Lü Yang, instantly triggering massive tremors throughout the mountain's interior and exterior.
The turbid river cascaded down from the sky, engulfing Lü Yang completely. The flickering embers of [Fireblaze Dragon] on his body were instantly extinguished, causing Fulong Arhat's eyebrows to rise in surprise: "[Heavenly Corpse Sha]? Such a thing exists here?"
[Fireblaze Dragon] was born from the union of yang wood and yin earth.
Its flames burned fiercely, yet its foundation lay in wood qi, nurtured by earth. Thus, it feared nothing that countered fire. The only way to oppose it was through manipulating wood and earth energies.
"[Heavenly Corpse Sha] occupies the Earthly Fiend position, belonging to [Order], also a form of yin earth!"
"Yin earth is soft. Soft earth can nurture wood, which wood cannot overcome, thus it does not fear abundant wood. Earth's nurturing can contain water, which water cannot wash away, thus it does not fear raging water..."
This Earthly Fiend feared neither water nor wood!
Though it couldn't suppress [Fireblaze Dragon], it could act as a substitute for Lü Yang to bear the blazing white flames it produced, gradually dissipating them into nothingness.
Strictly speaking, these two great medicines were actually complementary, perfectly suited to construct a path toward a Fruit Position. Yet Fulong Arhat showed no trace of greed upon seeing this. Instead, he instinctively took a step back, as if witnessing something that filled him with deep dread.
"[Yanfu], [Order]..."
The dao path formed by the fusion of this Heavenly Gang and Earthly Fiend corresponded to only one Fruit Position in the world—a position Fulong Arhat dared not cultivate.
Its name: [Overturned Lamp Flame]!
'If I take this, I'll immediately become Chong Guang's dao enemy. Truly asking for trouble. The Bodhisattvas of the Pure Land might not necessarily protect me...'
With this thought, Fulong Arhat shook his head and once again released [Fireblaze Dragon]. The intense flames clashed with the river formed by [Heavenly Corpse Sha]. Before long, the river began to dry up, as one side was bolstered by the magic power of a Foundation Establishment True Person, while the other was merely rootless water.
"Must the donor persist in futile struggle?"
The appearance of [Heavenly Corpse Sha] gradually eroded Fulong Arhat's patience, his tone turning hostile as he clearly wished to end this entanglement with Lü Yang.
Boom!
The response was an earth-shaking explosion—the entire [Yama Palace] was hurled by Lü Yang like a massive hammer, crashing down upon Fulong Arhat's head.
"More of these petty tricks..."
Fulong Arhat shook his head and repeated his earlier tactic, summoning protective radiance above his head like a lotus canopy, making him appear even more divine.
Yet in the next moment, his expression changed.
"Explode!"
Before Fulong Arhat could react, Lü Yang had already completed his hand seals. The towering [Yama Palace] disintegrated violently, like a spark igniting gunpowder.
And the gunpowder was [Heavenly Corpse Sha]!
Boom!
In the next instant, as the turbid river was detonated by the palace's destruction, dark clouds gathered above Skeleton Mountain, and lightning serpents filled the sky!
"Disaster!"
At this sight, Fulong Arhat's earlier composure vanished entirely, his face turning ashen. Neither the self-destruction of [Yama Palace] nor [Heavenly Corpse Sha] could harm him. What truly alarmed him was that with [Heavenly Corpse Sha]'s explosion, the entire spiritual vein of Skeleton Mountain was doomed!
"Destroying a spiritual vein—a crime against heaven!?"
Fulong Arhat's right hand rapidly formed seals as he calculated, his face twisting with fury: "How does he still possess such means? Who exactly is he?"
He had come solely guided by the resonance of the 《Nine Transforming Dragon Art》.
As for Lü Yang's karma, he hadn't grasped it nor cared much. After all, as a Foundation Establishment True Person, dealing with a Qi Refining cultivator should have been effortless.
Yet he never imagined Lü Yang would have such methods!
In truth, this was Ancestor Nether Whisper's final trump card.
In the past, the Golden Core sword qi hadn't exterminated the Witch Ghost Path entirely because Ancestor Nether Whisper had tied the Witch-Ghost Secret Realm to Skeleton Mountain's eight-hundred-mile spiritual vein.
If necessary, detonating the entire spiritual vein would immediately invoke heavenly punishment, stripping away merit and fortune. Such immense karma was something even Golden Core True Lords avoided, which was why the Witch Ghost Path had been left a sliver of life, slowly eroded over a millennium.
Now, Lü Yang used this very move against Fulong Arhat!
In the next moment, Fulong Arhat staggered back as the vision of [Fulong Temple] appeared behind him. The temple's Buddhist light abruptly dimmed.
By the time the radiance vanished completely, [Fulong Temple] was riddled with cracks before shattering entirely!
Fulong Arhat's eyes nearly burst from their sockets. Though unharmed, twin trails of bloody tears streaked down his face: "My merit... my fortune... all gone!?"
Truthfully, he'd have preferred injury!
Wounds could heal. Backed by the Buddhist Pure Land, he had countless solutions. Even if mortally wounded, death would only lead to a favorable reincarnation.
Reborn, he could climb the immortal path anew.
But with merit and fortune gone, once this life ended, he might not even reincarnate as a human—likely spending ten lifetimes as livestock to repay this karmic debt!
Bear in mind, a Foundation Establishment True Person could reincarnate at most five times!
Ten lifetimes as beasts was practically a death sentence for a True Person. Fulong Arhat, still in his prime, could never accept such an outcome.
"Why... why would you do this?"
Amid his rage, Fulong Arhat was also utterly baffled: "In destroying the spiritual vein, I was at most a contributing factor—you're the true instigator."
The Heavenly Dao was supremely just. If he faced ten lifetimes as beasts for this sin, Lü Yang would need a hundred, a thousand lifetimes to repay it. Even then, reborn as human, he'd surely suffer half a life of hardship—forget the immortal path, even wealth would be beyond reach.
This was killing the enemy by self-destructing ten times over.
The thought nearly made Fulong Arhat vomit blood in fury.
If mutual destruction was possible, why not say so earlier? They could have negotiated! Had he known Lü Yang possessed such a trump card, would he have been so aggressive?
"Beast! Absolute beast...!"
"Heh."
Lü Yang merely sneered at Fulong Arhat's meltdown. Karmic debt? What debt? Once he restarted, everything would reset to zero!
"This time, I'm just collecting interest."
Lü Yang stared fixedly at Fulong Arhat. Though the spiritual vein's destruction as a merit bomb had devastating long-term consequences, its immediate power couldn't harm Fulong Arhat at all.
Yet Lü Yang felt no dejection—only soaring fighting spirit.
Even if Foundation Establishment failed this time, at least he'd uncovered the hidden flaws in his cultivation method. Next life, he could prepare at leisure, perhaps even turn the tables to deliver a crushing blow to Fulong Arhat!
Cultivation was harder than ascending to heaven. He might not be the one laughing brightest now.
But with the [Book of a Hundred Lifetimes], the last laugh would undoubtedly be his!
"Next life, I will kill you!"
With these words, Lü Yang detonated himself without hesitation. His clear consciousness plunged into darkness, leaving only a crystalline echo in the endless void:
"Book of a Hundred Lifetimes!"