Chapter 830: The Figure Beneath the Stone Tablet
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"The rumor is actually true. Within the Valley of Death, there truly is a Demon Sealing Stele." Lin Feng stared at the vast stone tablet, which was like a mountain, suppressing gods and demons. In the valley's forbidden ground, ghosts wailed and wolves howled, as if resentful souls were roaring in fury, making Lin Feng's scalp tingle. The howling of these resentful souls was truly too piercing and sharp.
In ancient times, the Demon Sealing Stele was a boundless, enormous demonic stone that later shattered into countless pieces. Lin Feng had obtained one small piece, and the Demon Sealing Stele before him now was one of those large fragments. Upon it, there was an indescribable, overwhelming power of suppression.
"Life is death, death is also life. Since you have become souls, all is emptiness. Do not disturb the purity of the world."
A voice drifted into Lin Feng's ears, as gentle as a spring breeze, making his entire body feel comfortable. As this voice slowly spread, the entire space fell silent. The resentful souls no longer roared, and this canyon, once filled with the aura of death, now carried a hint of peace and tranquility.
But at this moment, Lin Feng's pupils suddenly contracted sharply. His body trembled slightly as he looked around, but there was no one in sight.
His gaze fixed on the cliff wall formed by the Demon Sealing Stele ahead. The rumbling voice seemed to come from within it, causing Lin Feng's eyes to flicker incessantly. Could it be that there was actually someone inside this Demon Sealing Stele?
"Who?" Lin Feng shouted. His voice rolled outward in all directions, reaching every corner of the space.
Once you enter the Mountain of Death, everything becomes empty. Legend said no one could leave the Death Mountain Range alive, yet now a voice had reached his ears. Lin Feng was naturally shocked.
"How many years has it been? I didn't expect someone to enter the Valley of Death again. How many more people will this valley's evil claim?" Another sighing voice came out, making Lin Feng's pupils contract once more. He stared intently at the massive Demon Sealing Stele. He hadn't misheard; the voice was indeed coming from the cliff wall formed by the Demon Sealing Stele.
This voice was soft, as if carrying a Buddha's benevolent tone, purifying the resentful souls and expressing hatred for this Valley of Death.
"Senior, where are you?" Lin Feng asked, looking at the massive Demon Sealing Stele.
"Boom!" A trembling sound rang out, making Lin Feng's body shake as well. Then the ground began to tremble slightly, emitting a rumbling noise. The Demon Sealing Stele, which had turned into a cliff wall, actually moved, slowly rising from the ground. The ground trembled continuously, and the cliff wall of the Demon Sealing Stele grew higher and higher.
Lin Feng's body couldn't help but tremble slightly as he swayed. The demonic sword stuck there also hummed and trembled incessantly.
Lowering his head, Lin Feng looked beneath the cliff wall formed by the Demon Sealing Stele. There, an endless, terrifying force of suppression emanated. Just a trace of its aura made Lin Feng feel as if he would be suppressed. Even Buddhas and demons could not withstand this terrible suppressive power. The vast majority of the Demon Sealing Stele's cliff wall's power was all used to suppress what lay beneath it. There, streaks of terrifying light sealed everything tightly, trapping the person or demonic being inside, never to rise again.
Brilliant golden light swirled endlessly, interweaving with the terrifying suppressive aura. The golden radiance carried a gentle, compassionate meaning—it was actually the golden light of the Buddha Dao. Lin Feng's eyes trembled violently again. Could it be that the rumors were not true? That the real Demon Sealing Stele was a demonic stone, and it wasn't suppressing a powerful demon lord, but a Buddha.
Taking a step, Lin Feng arrived beneath the mountain range formed by the Demon Sealing Stele. Looking at the space below, the demon-sealing cliff wall had been lifted up, suspended in the air. Beneath it, a figure sat cross-legged, with a solemn and dignified appearance. Brilliant Buddha light radiated from him. Though suppressed here, his expression was calm and indifferent, without a trace of resentment, transcending the mundane and not bound by the world.
A Buddha. This was a great Buddha!
Lin Feng's heart trembled. The Valley of Death actually hid such a terrifying secret. What was suppressed by the demon-sealing cliff wall was not a demon, but a Buddha, a great Buddha with boundless Dharma power.
However, no matter how vast his Dharma power, suppressed by the Demon Sealing Stele, terrifying sealing and suppressing beams of light enveloped him, and even a Buddha could not fly away.
What shocked Lin Feng even more was that this Death Mountain Range had existed for who knows how long, probably with a history of a thousand years. This person had been suppressed for a thousand years, yet still maintained a solemn and dignified appearance, carrying a transcendent and carefree aura. It was truly rare.
Lin Feng had cultivated the Nine Revolutions Buddha-Demon Art, and he could sense that this was genuine Buddha Dao energy, impossible to fake. Even if a demon lord had the intention, they couldn't disguise it. Therefore, this figure was truly a great cultivator who had practiced powerful Buddha techniques, with boundless Dharma power, but was unfortunately suppressed.
"Senior, the Demon Sealing Stele is meant to seal demons. Why can it seal you as well?" Lin Feng asked, puzzled.
"The Demon Sealing Stele itself is a demonic stone, spiritual, possessing incredible power that can suppress everything. In the hands of a Buddha, it seals demons; in the hands of a demon, it seals Buddhas!" The other party's gaze pierced through the terrifying suppressive power, his voice gentle, like a spring breeze, making one feel very comfortable.
That was right. The Demon Sealing Stele, in the hands of a Buddha, seals demons; in the hands of a demon, it seals Buddhas. Artifacts contain great divine powers. Though spiritual, they lack intelligence. Used by good people, they are good; used by evil people, they are evil.
"Senior, how long have you been suppressed here?" Lin Feng asked again.
But the other party gently shook his head and said slowly, "In a Buddha hall or beneath a demonic stone, where can one not cultivate the Dao? Since it's all cultivation, why care about the place or time? When the opportunity comes, I will naturally sit here and pass away. It's just that witnessing countless living beings buried in this valley fills me with guilt. I can do nothing but chant sutras for them."
"Senior, your realm is beyond my understanding." Lin Feng felt the aura of the Buddha Dao and even felt a sense of shame. Those words were like a morning drum and evening bell, penetrating his eardrums and infecting his heart.
"Senior, how can I help you break this Demon Sealing Stele and see the light of day again?" Lin Feng felt that someone with such great divine power should not be sealed here. If possible, he would help break the seal.
"The power of this Demon Sealing Stele is extremely strong, and the 'seal' character carved on the stele is its soul. It contains terrible demonic patterns. The demonic Dao power within those patterns allows the Demon Sealing Stele to suppress everything. If you can use this sword to cut through the demonic patterns, I might be able to escape, but the hope is slim."
The other party's voice was calm as he spoke slowly. As for the sword, he naturally meant the demonic sword stuck there.
At this moment, the demonic sword was extremely quiet, without a sound or violent trembling. Though its demonic nature was strong, in the presence of the demon-sealing mountain range, all its demonic nature was suppressed, making it seem like an ordinary sword.
Lin Feng stepped forward and grasped the demonic sword in his hand. With a thought, the demonic sword shrank, easily controlled by Lin Feng. The terrifying demonic nature no longer eroded Lin Feng's will. It was as if all the demonic nature of the sword had been suppressed. However, the power of the demonic sword was still unquestionable. As soon as Lin Feng grasped it, he felt surging power flowing through his body.
Taking a step, Lin Feng soared into the air, arriving before the 'seal' character. Holding the demonic sword, his pupils were cold. At this moment, Lin Feng carried a domineering aura, as if the entire world would be trampled beneath his feet, with only him as the supreme.
"Boom!" Terrifying demonic Dao energy churned in the air, like great waves roaring, like thunder and lightning raging. The power of the Nine Revolutions Buddha-Demon Art activated, and sword energy ravaged the space. The terrifying aura seemed to tear the entire space into nothingness, incredibly powerful.
Raising his hands slowly, the boundless, fierce aura crazily surged toward the 'seal' character on the cliff wall of the Demon Sealing Stele. The sword energy struck the 'seal' character, and immediately, streaks of terrifying suppressive power suppressed the sword energy. On the 'seal' character, terrible light swirled, and the power of suppression grew stronger and stronger, ignoring everything.
Rolling demonic clouds churned above Lin Feng's head, as if a terrible storm was brewing. The demonic sword's energy shot into the sky, faintly revealing black lightning bolts that slashed out, shocking heaven and earth.
The pressure of this sword was built up to its peak, as if once it struck, it would shatter the sky and earth.
Finally, Lin Feng's hands slowly moved, slashing forward. Boundless, terrifying power poured toward the demon-sealing cliff wall. A furious sword appeared in the sky, as if it would cut everything in two.
Lin Feng's sword finally struck out.
"Boom!" Rolling demonic clouds roared, and heaven and earth raged, as if about to go mad. But at that moment, a dull sound rang out. The sword energy remained, but it no longer had the momentum to break through everything and destroy all. Even more shocking was that the terrifying sword energy was still weakening, until finally, it completely dissipated!
The sword that was about to destroy everything suddenly vanished, without a trace, as if it had never existed!
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