The Tide Cannot Be Turned; White Lotus Ferries Souls
Cihang frowned upon seeing Tongtian suddenly appear.
"It is an honor for Cihang to pay homage to the Saint Tongtian and receive his guidance."
However, Cihang has urgent business to attend to right now. Would it be alright to visit Golden Ao Island another day?
Faced with Tongtian, Cihang had no choice but to halt her progress.
"Fellow Daoist, you must be here for the Ten Golden Crows!"
This is the natural order of things; why should you go against it, fellow Daoist?
Although you possess extraordinary strength, the laws of nature cannot be defied!
Tongtian sighed, but his figure did not budge an inch.
"The general trend of heaven and earth is indeed irreversible, and I don't care about the fate of the Witch and Demon Clans."
But humans are innocent and should not suffer this calamity because of the two races!
Cihang's expression also turned ugly.
"Such is fate, fellow Daoist, can't you understand?"
A hint of reluctance flashed in Tongtian's eyes, but in the end he did not back down.
"Is this fate? Was it not a scheme devised by several sages?"
"To exacerbate the conflict between the liches, you've really gone to any lengths!"
Cihang knew that with Tongtian present, he truly had no chance to make a move.
But considering the billions of lives lost as a result, it's better to become even more callous.
"So what if he's a saint? He's still a cultivator, and he's just as powerless to control his own destiny!"
Since you understand this clearly, why bother?
Cihang's words stirred a strange feeling in Tongtian's heart.
He knew this was the approach that best served his interests, but compared to such calculations, he preferred to take direct action.
"Yes, with all these sages here, what can I possibly change!"
Since the sage wishes to discuss the Dao with me, let us witness this calamity together!
Please come in, sage!
Cihang also made compromises.
If even a saint like Tongtian is like this, how much more so a Primordial Origin Golden Immortal?
However, before returning to her monastery, Cihang waved her hand, scattering white lotus blossoms, and disappeared into Mount Luojia.
Although Tongtian witnessed this scene, he did not stop it, but instead followed Cihang into the Life Temple.
However, this time, Cihang did not offer any spiritual fruits as a treat.
On the contrary, Tongtian took out a variety of rare treasures and invited Cihang to taste them together.
Unfortunately, Cihang was not in the mood for that at the moment.
Instead, it used the power of the cave to create a water mirror, reflecting the scene of the East China Sea coast.
After uncovering the secrets of heaven, the heavy fog could no longer hinder Cihang, and the scene of the Ten Golden Crows was clearly revealed.
He didn't even consider sending a message to Nuwa, not because he was unwilling.
Rather, there is Tongtian here; how could they possibly allow him to do this?
As he watched the Ten Suns Across the Sky and all living beings wail in despair, Cihang's expression grew increasingly somber.
"The Witch and Demon Clans are irreconcilable enemies, and a decisive battle is only a matter of time."
Why should a sage be in such a hurry, disregarding the lives of all living beings?
Cihang does indeed prioritize her own interests, but within her capabilities, she is also willing to benefit all living beings.
Seeing these lives perish, Cihang couldn't help but feel a pang of reluctance.
"Being born in the Primordial World is inherently fraught with hardship; this is their destiny."
Moreover, the longer the war between the liches lasts, the more bloodshed it will cause.
Ending all this as soon as possible will also reduce the killing of living beings!
After a moment of silence, Tongtian finally spoke to explain.
"Is that really the case? Is the universe itself a cycle, ending with an era, or giving birth to the next era?"
"Life goes on, the fight never ends."
Excuses are all just excuses for vying for power and profit.
Even if the Lich Kings have fallen, the saints will still fight endlessly for the Heaven and Earth Destiny.
The cultivators of the Primordial World may seem high and mighty, but they are nothing more than pawns to be slaughtered at will.
Whether you live or die depends solely on whether you have that value.
But what good is knowing all this? He is powerless to change anything now.
He himself cannot transcend worldly concerns, so how can he enlighten all living beings and save all souls?
But it is precisely because we cannot do it that we must keep striving for it.
A series of thoughts flashed through Cihang's mind, giving him a more intuitive understanding of the survival rules of the Primordial World.
Tongtian was speechless for a moment.
Cihang is right; everything is for power and profit.
But in this Primordial World, not striving means falling behind and becoming someone else's pawn.
He was like that, and so was Cihang.
The two looked at each other in silence for a moment, staring at the apocalyptic scene reflected in the water mirror.
Because of the protective shield formed by faith, although the human race suffered casualties, it was not truly wiped out.
After making preparations, the people returned to their tribe and gathered near the temple to worship and pray.
In this way, they barely managed to withstand this calamity.
However, with the balance of heaven and earth disrupted, the scorching air remains a difficult test for them.
Although the Ten Golden Crows were domineering and unrestrained, they did not deliberately target these humans.
On the contrary, the Witch Race suffered even more severe losses.
Although the Witch Race is known for its powerful fighting force, truly powerful Witch Race are still in the minority; most are low-ranking members.
The route taken by the Ten Golden Crows had been carefully planned in advance, avoiding those powerful Witch Tribe.
In a short time, the Witch Race suffered heavy losses, and many Witch Race perished as a result.
At that moment, a change occurred in the water mirror.
One after another, white lotuses appeared on the apocalyptic land, bringing a glimmer of life to the desolate earth.
Immediately afterwards, sacred incantations emanated from the white lotus, manifesting an illusory Dharma realm in the sky above.
Within the Dharma Realm, there are beings chanting the White Lotus Purifying World Divine Curse.
The souls of those who had just perished were gathered together, poured into the white lotus, and transformed into the cursed spirits within.
The incantation grew ever more powerful, and the white lotus began to split and multiply.
Gradually, white lotuses spread across the barren land, connecting with each other to form the Purification Divine Domain White Lotuses.
It absorbs the Vengeful Spirit of innocent victims in the surrounding area.
Under the baptism of the World-Purifying Divine Light, the malevolent energy on the Vengeful Spirit was purified, transforming them into divine souls that chanted incantations together with the cursed spirits.
The Ten Golden Crows remained oblivious to all of this, continuing their merciless slaughter.
However, the saints easily noticed Cihang's actions.
Jieyin and Zhunti looked pleased, and their concern for Cihang deepened.
Although the White Lotus Purification Curse belongs to the Xuanmen (Daoist) school, it is extremely compatible with the Western Tao and is a true path to salvation.
Moreover, Cihang was willing to risk offending them in order to save this soul, which shows that she had great compassion.
This further convinced the two saints that Cihang had a connection with the West.
It's just a matter of time; one day, Cihang will join the West, discover the West with them, and guide all living beings to enlightenment.
Although Taiqing and Yuanshi frowned slightly, they had to admit Cihang's benevolent heart.
Moreover, this action did not affect their current plan, so they did not stop it.
"Fellow Daoist is indeed compassionate."
"The protection of these fellow Daoists is, in fact, an opportunity for these souls."
Looking at Cihang, Tongtian couldn't help but show his admiration.
"The suffering of all beings makes spiritual practice difficult; they have ultimately suffered an undeserved calamity."
I only wish that one day they can embark on the path of cultivation again!
Cihang exuded an even stronger aura of peace and tranquility.
A faint power of profound merit descended and merged into the Merit Golden Wheel.