Chapter 1358: Supreme Being
The Western Desert was covered in Buddha light everywhere. Even ancient temples deep in the mountains radiated Buddhist power. Divine sounds rang out endlessly, like the booming of great bells and cauldrons, as if a Buddha had reincarnated and was about to manifest in the world.
On Mount Sumeru, the Demon-Subduing Pestle emitted chaotic energy. Boundless immortal radiance surged into the sky. The deity within it chirped softly, apologizing and offering penance to the Human Emperor.
This scene shook the Great Thunderclap Monastery, causing Buddhist chants to ring out repeatedly. Many ancient stone statues trembled, and pure faith power surged like an ocean.
All the old monks were stunned. Many Buddhist disciples turned to stone, staring at this scene in disbelief before prostrating themselves. This was Amitabha’s weapon, yet it was making such a gesture.
The Great Thunderclap Monastery shook, emitting Zen chants. Three thousand Bodhisattvas and ancient Buddhas simultaneously manifested their Dharma bodies, blooming with immortal radiance as they hovered in midair, reciting scriptures.
“These are the manifested Dharma bodies of ancient Buddhas from the past, the reappearance of their residual divine imprints. Such an omen only occurs during great auspicious events!”
A divine monk trembled in fear, quaking before the Human Emperor and the Demon-Subduing Pestle. What was happening today was beyond his comprehension.
The Demon-Subduing Pestle trembled repeatedly, bowing to the Human Emperor. It was incredibly human-like, as if carrying a thorny branch to confess its guilt.
“It was merely an evil thought, nothing significant. No need to apologize,” the Human Emperor said, not holding the Buddha Emperor Amitabha accountable for what he had done to the Divine Thought of the Taiyin Supreme Being.
But the Buddhist treasure pestle continued to shake, very seriously and solemnly, insisting on apologizing on behalf of the Buddhist Emperor.
“Let me ask you this: does gathering so much faith power harm the living beings?” the Human Emperor asked calmly, yet radiating a divine might.
In his calmness was an irresistible authority. The Human Emperor seemed to sit high above the nine heavens, looking down upon the mortal world, controlling the laws, and not allowing anyone to harm the people.
Whether in the past or the present, he was a majestic Supreme Being, guarding the universe, ruling over the realm. He would not allow the breaking of laws or the bringing of calamity to the world.
Even when facing another Human Emperor, he was the same. This aura that swallowed mountains and rivers and looked down upon the nine heavens made people tremble with fear.
The Buddhists were all stunned. Who was this person? Did he dare to question the past Buddha Emperor Amitabha? This was truly shocking.
To their surprise, the Demon-Subduing Pestle responded seriously, without any pretense. The deity within it awakened, and this time it actually transmitted a divine voice.
“Amitabha was supremely compassionate and kind. In his entire life, he never killed a single living being. When sweeping the ground, he would not harm the lives of ants; he cherished the lives of moths, covering lamps with gauze.”
This divine thought was also filled with pressure, a wave of power that could be called supreme in heaven and earth. It responded meticulously to the Human Emperor, placing special importance on this question.
The entire Mount Sumeru shook, emitting ten thousand feet of divine radiance. Pure faith power rose and fell, like a vast, boundless star river.
Everyone was shocked. All the monks trembled. Since ancient times, this ancient weapon had never spoken, yet now it was showing such respect to a mysterious, majestic man.
Who was this person? The people were shaken, all chanting Buddha’s name, trembling from the depths of their souls.
The Human Emperor nodded, still solemn and majestic, just like when he ruled the world in the past, looking down upon all gods, with a supreme, lofty bearing that inspired awe.
“In fact, this pure faith power can also benefit every Buddhist disciple, nourishing them in return, making their essence energy surge and their divine blood abundant,” the deity within the Demon-Subduing Pestle explained, detailing the various wonders of faith power.
“It’s easy to refrain from killing for a time, but to never kill in an entire lifetime is truly difficult for him. I just fear that in the end, the heavens will collapse and the earth will shatter, completely overturning everything.”
The Human Emperor’s black hair was loose, his eyes deep and profound, as if he could see through past, present, and future. When he spoke, his might dominated the nine heavens, carrying a great compassion and great authority that suppressed the ages.
Clearly, the Human Emperor was warning. Even when facing the weapon spirit of a later Great Emperor, he exuded an unyielding righteousness. If there were any actions that harmed the human race, he would directly suppress and kill them!
In the era of the Human Emperor, he created an extremely glorious golden age, dominating the nine heavens and ten lands. He struck down gods above, suppressed the nine netherworlds below, slaughtered sacred spirits, and sealed all chaos. Anything that threatened the people could not withstand a single blow from the Human Emperor.
Now, even if it was just a wisp of his true spirit’s will, his invincible bearing was still fully displayed, even when facing another Great Emperor.
“The Human Emperor can rest assured. Amitabha was supremely benevolent throughout his life. Though he possessed an invincible Buddha body, he never did anything against the will of living beings,” the Demon-Subduing Pestle explained, expounding the Buddhist principle of equality among all beings.
The entire Mount Sumeru trembled. Many ancient monks and all the Buddhist disciples were stunned. This was actually the Human Emperor, appearing on their Buddhist mountain. It was like a myth.
The era of the Human Emperor was too distant, impossible to verify. Yet now he was looking down upon Mount Sumeru, causing the Buddhist Imperial weapon to awaken and respond personally.
All of this was too shocking, making it feel like a dream, so unreal.
“We pay our respects to the Human Emperor!”
Before the Great Thunderclap Monastery, many Buddhists knelt down. Even though they had entered the Buddhist path, they still knew of the Human Emperor’s great achievements. Though they couldn’t name them specifically, the fact that the human race had chanted his name for generations was enough to explain everything.
The Great Thunderclap Monastery roared, and the entire Mount Sumeru shook!
Ancient Zen chants sounded, solemn and vast, crossing time and space. These were the divine sounds left behind by the Bodhisattvas and ancient Buddhas of the heavens, only manifesting to welcome a Supreme Being.
At the same time, sweet springs emerged from the earth, auspicious colors fell from the sky, divine lotuses bloomed in the void, orchids grew alongside, and a fragrant scent filled the air. Thousands of rays of multicolored light appeared. This place became sacred and peaceful, a pure land of ultimate bliss.
“I hope so,” the Human Emperor said, shifting his gaze from the Demon-Subduing Pestle. He stood on Mount Sumeru and looked out over the Western Desert, seeing Buddha light shining for billions of miles, bathing all living beings.
The land of the Western Desert trembled, for the Human Emperor scanned every corner, seeing through to the origin, leaving nothing hidden from his eyes.
“It’s all for immortality. How many outstanding talents have been defeated, all turning to dust,” the Human Emperor sighed softly.
“Yes, this path has no solution,” the divine thought within the Demon-Subduing Pestle responded, feeling a sense of shared sorrow.
“Whether in the mythological era or the present, many Supreme Beings and heavenly prodigies have walked their own paths. Some buried a past life, some sought the immortal medicine, some gathered faith power… All kinds of methods have emerged, each one stunning. But one thing must be remembered: what you gain, you must pay for. Even the weak, ordinary beings can settle accounts with a Supreme Being.”
The Human Emperor spoke, each word resounding with authority, his might fully revealed. His words echoed across the vast land. This was a reminder, and also a warning.
The Demon-Subduing Pestle was silent. It was not afraid, but felt guilty toward the Human Emperor. In the past, it had experimented with the method of immortality on the Divine Thought of the Taiyin Supreme Being, and now it felt remorse and respect.
That day, not only Mount Sumeru but the entire Western Desert was shaken. The statues in every ancient temple glowed, and what they transmitted was not Buddhist sounds, but the voice of the Human Emperor.
Many old monks fell into deep thought, greatly moved in their hearts.
Buddha Emperor Amitabha was undoubtedly one of the most stunning Great Emperors of all time, unfathomably deep, comparable to any ancient Emperor or Heavenly Venerable. The lineage he left behind was naturally powerful. Having developed to the present day, it had produced many ancient Buddhas and become even more prosperous.
After the Human Emperor observed the various regions of the Western Desert, he nodded. Setting aside other matters, the mere fact that this lineage had developed to such an extent was worth pondering.
The Taiyin Supreme Being rose and left Mount Sumeru, heading toward the Eastern Wasteland.
“Where will the Human Emperor go?” the Demon-Subduing Pestle asked with respect.
“My time is short. I wish to leave behind a lineage, and then let dust return to dust, earth return to earth,” the Human Emperor said calmly. A golden path of light appeared beneath his feet, spreading directly to the Eastern Wasteland, so fast that the living beings were shocked and could not understand.
“Farewell, Human Emperor!” This farewell represented a parting between life and death.
The Human Emperor appeared in the Eastern Wasteland and went alone to the Ancient Forbidden Land. He nodded solemnly, a trace of gravity appearing on his face. Then he left without saying a word.
The Human Emperor did not head toward any other Forbidden Zone of Life. Although some ancient existences were extremely tense, he did not even glance at them.
“There is still regret. I was unable to see the immortal path open…” He walked his own path, treating the Primordial Ancient Mine and the Immortal Mountain as if they were nothing, not paying attention, not listening, as if they were not on the same path.
Silently, he disappeared.
That day, strands of Dao principles appeared at the Jiang Family. Little Tingting, the Taiyin Physique, sat cross-legged in the void. The sound of scripture recitation echoed in her ears, and she saw a heroic man.
“You… who are you?”
“Perhaps the path to immortality is just a hope. What is more hopeful than seeing blood flowing in the bodies of descendants, full of vitality? Perhaps I have already seen the immortal path, contained within hope.” The heroic man, who was supreme through the ages, slowly faded and gradually disappeared.
At the Jiang Family, Little Tingting’s heart trembled. She called out, “Senior, don’t go. Don’t leave.”
The majestic figure blurred, only the smile remaining, carrying a sense of release. The Supreme Being was about to pass away, his face now only showing kindness and a brilliant smile, having lost the authority that suppressed the ages and the heavens. Little Tingting would never realize he was the Human Emperor.
A clear wind blew, and a rain of light scattered. The heroic, majestic figure completely vanished, shattering into the void.
“From now on, there is no Human Emperor in the world…” On Mount Sumeru, a faint sigh was heard.
Thinking of that generation’s Human Emperor, with countless achievements and merits that suppressed the ages, stunningly talented and covering all of history, he had finally reached the end of his road, making people sigh in regret.
A glance across the ages, a fleeting bloom, illuminating the world. No matter how great an existence, they could not avoid the final curtain call. His appearance in this era was already a miracle.
At this moment, several great Forbidden Zones were very silent. The Human Emperor had never once looked in their direction from beginning to end. Different paths could not lead to the same goal.
“What a pity. A generation’s Human Emperor, with peerless bearing and heaven-defying means, has withered away like this.”
“On this path, who can say what is right, who can say what is wrong? There are only different choices.”
“A flourishing great era, watching the prodigies of our generation wither and fall one by one. This is a choice that is not a choice. When a golden age ends, how many will remain?”
“I am listening to my own funeral song. On the path, I persist, witnessing my Dao in the moth’s flight to the flame… my immortality.”
Clearly, the passing of the Human Emperor stirred the hearts of several existences in the Forbidden Zones, making them feel even more desolate and lonely.
“Dong…” A bell rang, shaking heaven and earth. The several great Forbidden Zones all fell silent. The Eastern Wasteland, Central Province, Western Desert, Southern Ridge, Northern Plains—the entire Burial Emperor Star was shaken.
In the Northern Domain, within Purple Mountain, the bell of Emperor Wu Shi roared inexplicably, deafening, so loud that even ordinary people heard it, resounding through heaven and earth.
This sudden change startled everyone, turning their faces pale.