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The memories of countless beings were like irregular shards haphazardly pieced together. They were impossible to read or understand. It was not that one shard had no connection to the next; they were utterly unrelated.
These jumbled memories formed a vortex. Nameless followed it deeper and saw scripture packed densely together.
"The Myriad Demons Scripture."
Nameless frowned slightly, but the next moment, he sensed that the Myriad Demons Scripture was not quite what he had imagined.
If Rama had been here, Nameless would never have examined the Myriad Demons Scripture. But with Rama gone, he had far fewer reservations.
Within the Great Wilderness Special Zone, at least, he did not need to worry about Rama plotting against him. He also wanted to find out just what the Myriad Demons Scripture was.
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"Qi flows upward and gathers; form and color grow vast and indistinct; wisdom's light shapes the dull; rosy mists rise from the sea; cleanse the body within; subdue ten thousand demons."
"Wisdom dwells in light; desire places the self above all; the neighboring bean must sprout; intent resides in the crafted body..."
"The spirit gathers demonic essence; dew holds gold..."
The more Nameless read, the more he felt something was off about the Myriad Demons Scripture. He could even begin to grasp its underlying meaning.
But that raised a question. The Myriad Demons Scripture did not seem to be a text that led people toward evil. Instead, it guided them toward good. The more he read, the more it seemed to earnestly teach people to be kind, compassionate, and virtuous.
No.
There was definitely something wrong with the Myriad Demons Scripture!
After all, the Ten Thousand Demons Sect committed every evil imaginable, Rama was dangerous beyond measure,