sinovels Chapter 63 Merit and Murder
Chapter 63 Merit and Murder
Chapter 63 Merit and Murder
Inside the secret chamber of the Kunpeng Palace in the Northern Sea, the chaotic energy swirls and lingers.
Kunpeng sat cross-legged on the cloud platform. His originally profound and steady aura was now made even more sacred by the radiant purple-gold wheel behind his head, which was as bright as the sun.
That was the vast amount of merit he had accumulated along the way, from creating demon script, establishing a demon cult, saving the dragon clan, enlightening Nuwa to create humans, and most importantly, assisting Houtu in opening the six realms of reincarnation.
The sheer magnitude of this merit would have been enough for anyone else to eagerly integrate it into their primordial spirit, drawing upon the Primordial Purple Qi to instantly attain sainthood. Even without the Primordial Purple Qi, this immeasurable merit would be enough to allow a mortal to instantly transcend billions of years of arduous cultivation and attain the indestructible position of the Primordial Great Luo.
However, Kunpeng simply watched this power, which was enough to drive all the gods and Buddhas mad, without a trace of greed in his eyes, only extreme calmness and planning.
"Achieving sainthood through merit is ultimately a shortcut, entrusting one's true spirit to the Heavenly Dao. The Heavenly Dao endures, and saints are immortal. Seemingly carefree, they have actually become puppets in this grand drama of the primordial world."
Kunpeng's lips curled into a mocking smile as he muttered to himself, "I am the Demon Ancestor, and the source of this variable. The path I choose is the supreme one—the one that proves the Dao through force and unifies the laws. It would be a waste to use this merit merely to enhance my cultivation."
His gaze shifted, finally settling on the jet-black spear hovering in front of him.
God-Slaying Spear.
This spear was formed from the root of the Chaos Green Lotus, condensed from the first wisp of malevolent energy in the world. It is not among the innate numbers, yet it possesses destructive power surpassing even the most precious innate treasures, and is universally acknowledged as the number one deadly weapon in the primordial world.
However, this gun's power was both its strength and its weakness.
Its demonic nature is too strong, and its killing intent too fierce. Even with Kunpeng's current cultivation level of late-stage Quasi-Saint, coupled with the control of the evil corpse incarnation, he can still feel that faint backlash when using it.
More importantly, this weapon, tainted with the resentment of too many chaotic demons, could kill without incurring karmic consequences, yet it was utterly incapable of suppressing the fortune of a sect.
"What would happen if I were to infuse this supremely virtuous and profound merit, which embodies the cyclical order of heaven and earth, into this supremely evil and malevolent god-slaying spear, born solely for destruction?"
The moment this thought crossed his mind, even Kunpeng himself felt a chill run down his spine.
Merit and evil energy, one is life, the other is death; one is defense, the other is offense.
The two are the most extreme and incompatible existences in the world. Forcibly fusing them would be tantamount to igniting the elements, which could very likely cause the treasure to shatter or even backfire on itself.
But who is Kunpeng?
He is an unparalleled werewolf who dares to intercept and kill even the Eastern King Duke, dares to confront even the Three Pure Ones, and dares to scheme against even the Heavenly Dao's merits!
"Nothing ventured, nothing gained. If we cannot break through the enemy's den before establishing ourselves, this spear will ultimately remain merely a tool for killing, never a sacred weapon to protect our path!"
Upon realizing this, a cold glint flashed in Kunpeng's eyes.
"White lotus! Red lotus! Black lotus! Protect me!"
Kunpeng let out a low shout.
In an instant, the three twelve-petaled lotus platforms shone brightly. The Pure White Lotus cast down countless rays of gentle light to protect his spiritual core; the Karmic Fire Red Lotus ignited with raging karmic flames to burn away any demonic thoughts that might arise; and the World-Destroying Black Lotus slowly rotated below, absorbing the overflowing laws of destruction.
The three lotuses merged into one, evolving into a defensive field no less powerful than a primordial treasure.
With everything fully prepared, Kunpeng suddenly formed a hand seal and grabbed hard at the purple-gold merit wheel behind his head!
"Merit flows like a river, overflowing the vast wilderness! Go!"
Rumble—!!!
With a deafening roar, the almost tangible teachings and merits of reincarnation collapsed under the control of the Kunpeng.
It transformed into a vast, boundless, and mysterious river, carrying the will to carry all things with virtue and restore order to the world, roaring as it rushed toward the pitch-black, god-slaying spear.
"Buzz—!!!"
The God-Slaying Spear seemed to sense a threat, or perhaps a provocation.
On the gun barrel, the ancient and ferocious demonic runes instantly lit up, and the towering black mist surged out like a volcanic eruption, transforming into thousands of roaring demons, attempting to forcibly disperse the falling river of merit.
The laws of destruction and the power of merit collided most violently in the confined chamber.
"Hiss hiss hiss—"
—
That was the sound of snow falling on burning charcoal, and also the lament of laws eroding each other.
The golden light of merit sought to purify the evil energy, while the evil energy and demonic shadows sought to erode the sacred.
"Merge with me!"
Kunpeng's eyes were bloodshot, and he frantically poured his magical power into his body.
He was not only injecting merit, but also mobilizing the world will of the Thirty-Six Heavens to forcibly suppress these two incompatible forces together.
The pressure was so great that the originally incredibly hard God-Slaying Spear began to tremble violently.
"Snap—"
A sharp, teeth-grinding crack.
In that extreme collision of destruction and merit, fine cracks appeared on the shaft of this peerless weapon that had remained undamaged since the chaotic era.
Golden streams of merit flowed wildly into the crack, while the dark, malevolent energy within the spear unwillingly overflowed, transforming into countless mournful thunderclaps.
This is not only refining a treasure, but also reshaping it!
"Not enough! Still not enough!"
Seeing this, Kunpeng not only did not stop, but became even more frenzied.
He opened his mouth and spat out a ball of primordial blood essence, which merged into it.
"In the name of the Holy Teacher, I command you: Yin and Yang shall be in harmony, and good and evil shall be united!"
With the addition of this essence blood, the two forces that were originally on the verge of exploding seemed to have found a delicate balance.
Layers of golden light, imbued with merit, began to adhere to the shattered gun body like a coating, seeping into the depths of the demonic soul within.
Gradually, the sharp, piercing demonic howl of the God-Slaying Spear changed.
It was no longer a mad roar, but a humming sound that carried pain yet contained a certain hope for new life.
The cracks on the gun body were increasing, almost to the point of collapse, but in this extreme collapse, an unprecedented grand aura was slowly brewing.
It was a strange aura that possessed both the ultimate destructive power to annihilate everything and a sacred sense of suppressing all heavens.
Time seemed to stand still during this extreme standoff.
Kunpeng's face was deathly pale, and his magical power was almost completely drained, but his narrow eyes gleamed with the fervor of someone about to witness a miracle.
"It's done—it's almost done!"
Just as the God-Slaying Spear was about to be completely swallowed up by the Xuanhuang Light.
The entire Northern Ice Plains, and even the entire primordial northern lands.
Whether it's a sleeping behemoth, a patrolling dragon, or a secluded Asura.
At that moment, everyone felt a sudden, inexplicable tremor in their hearts, as if some terrifying being that had been dormant for billions of years had finally opened its eyes.
Within the gun barrel, the demonic obsession that had entangled the demon for countless eons, under the baptism of merit, finally let out a final, mournful yet liberated sigh, before completely dissolving.
"boom-!!!"
A beam of purple-gold divine light pierced through the primordial sky and traversed the thirty-sixth heaven, soaring into the sky from within the Kunpeng Palace!
The brilliance of that light momentarily overshadowed the sun's radiance, plunging the entire primordial world into an eerie purple-gold hue.
At this moment, all the great powers looked up in horror!