Hongmeng Immortal Palace, Yang Jian's Birth, and Wutian's Arrival: Could Laying Down the Butcher's Knife Really Make One a Buddha on the Spot?

Hongmeng Immortal Palace.

After settling Yao Ji, Dong Wanggong flew toward the Six Paths of Reincarnation.

Yang Jian was a major piece on the board in the Investiture of the Gods Tribulation. Dong Wanggong had to go and make the arrangements himself.

Soon.

Riding the Chaos Green Lotus, Dong Wanggong appeared deep in the Netherworld Realm and entered the Eighteen Layers of Hell. Before him stood a Daoist dressed in a black robe.

His long hair fell over his shoulders, and his face was kindly, yet the aura around him was exceedingly dark.

His demonic intent was so intense that it rivaled even Dong Wanggong's own Demonic Dao Principles.

"Wutian pays his respects to the Immortal Emperor!"

Wutian knelt before Dong Wanggong and bowed. A faint smile played on his face.

Dong Wanggong helped him up and said slowly, "As expected of someone born from the demonic thoughts of the Two Sages of the West. In a mere ten thousand years, you've attained the Early-stage Quasi-Saint realm."

"Tell me, what is a Buddha? And what of a demon?"

Over the past ten thousand years, Wutian had been reincarnated a thousand times among mortals. He had long since experienced the hardships of human life. His Dao Heart was unyielding, and he had formed his own understanding of Buddhism.

"Buddhas are demons of the past; demons are Buddhas of the future!"

"Buddhism can be wisdom and light, but it can also be ignorance and darkness."

"Demons aren't incapable of becoming compassionate Buddhas, profound in Buddhist teachings and devoted to saving all beings. Whether one is a demon or a Buddha depends entirely on a single thought in my mind!"

Wutian spoke calmly.

In his eyes, all that talk of a boundless sea of suffering, of turning back to reach the shore, of