Repugnant Gateway

Chapter 894 - Causality

Chapter 894 – Causality

The Divisions Monk put on his black monastic robe and rushed towards the black light in the sky. The countless demons and demons in the underworld had already gathered over, but when they saw that black cassock, they were all trembling in fear. They did not even dare to flee, and instead prostrated themselves on the ground in worship.

The Divisions Monk did not even look at these things, raising his speed to the maximum. He knew what An Zheng and the others were facing in the mortal world, and he knew very well of Yatuo Angge’s strength. Even his master, the Honorable Qu Hui, was not willing to face Yatuo Angge head on. After all, Yatuo Angge was an indestructible body. If it weren’t for the sariras that the Buddha gave him, if it wasn’t for the Dark Black Monastery, if it wasn’t for their meticulous plans, he wouldn’t be willing to let An Zheng and the others take the risk.

He did not dare to waste even a second, afraid that An Zheng and the others would meet with mishaps.

In front of him was an abandoned and eerie hall. The windows and doors were in ruins. The ground was littered with white bones, and no one knew what had happened here. Those white bones had already been eroded, the Divisions Monk only passed by them like the wind, the white bones then became powder.

There wahick layer of dust on the floor, as if stepping on a carpet. The main hall was empty, surrounded by collapsed stone statues. The Divisions Monk noticed that to the north of the main hall was an ink jade throne with some inscriptions carved on it. A corner of the throne had been broken, as if someone had used a Cultivation Power to blast it off. On the ground beside the black jade throne, he could still see some blood stains.

The black light appeared at the back of the hall, and the Divisions Monk directly jumped out of the hole in the wall. His snow-white monastic robe, coupled with his black monastic robe, gave him an indescribable elegance.

Behind the main hall was a field of withered trees. Clearly, they had died many years ago. These trees were so dry that it seemed as if some terrifying thing had frozen in place, and could turn into a demon beast at any time.

He quickly moved forward and saw a large, suffocating tree in the middle of the forest. All the trees in the area had been dead for an unknown amount of time. Only the tree was still lush and verdant. The only difference was that the color of the branches and leaves were all dark green to the point of being black. The most terrifying thing was that there were many dried corpses hanging from the branches of this tree, gently swaying in the wind like people who had been hanged.

In the middle of the large tree was a large tree hole, and within the hole sat a man in black robes, sitting there with his eyes closed. The black light was coming from this person’s body, as it was clear that this person was Yatuo Angge’s Hell’s Avatar.

Just when the Divisions Monk was about to attack, Yatuo Angge suddenly opened his eyes and smiled towards the Divisions: “I had long expected that you would come. You are already sick, so sick that you think other people’s past is yours. You think it’s your destiny, but in fact it’s just a knot in your heart when you heard that story when you were a child. From the beginning till the end, that person and that matter have nothing to do with you. ”

“It’s related to him.”

Yatuo Angge pointed to a dried up corpse that was hanging on the tree. The dried corpse slowly turned around, from facing the Divisions to facing him. When Divisions saw that person’s face, his entire body froze there, as if his life had suddenly been taken away.

“Unbelievable?”

Yatuo Angge laughed complacently: “Do you think the entire Buddhist Sect is dirty? Only this person is clean right? That’s why you’ve always felt that you were this person since you were young. But you can’t imagine that this person has the dirty side you think he has. He was not a good person in hell, nor was holy monk. He was definitely a demon. When he was in the Infernal Realm, he was the biggest helper King Dazzling Spring had used to kill Hell’s Dead Souls. Amongst the Prefecture Lord s of the Eighteen Hells, two of them were killed by him personally. ”

“Impossible!”

Divisions said loudly: “Don’t think that just because you made a corpse hang here that I would believe you. I’m not interested in listening to your story either.”

He rushed forward, formed a seal with one hand, and a huge white lotus appeared. Then, the flower petals shattered as they swirled towards Yatuo Angge. Yatuo Angge clasped his hands together and bent down slightly: “Please protect me and kill those crazed humans who have trespassed into the Infernal Realm.”

All the corpses hanging on the tree opened their eyes at the same time. Especially the monk corpse, two black lights shot out from its eyes straight at Divisions. Divisions drew a circle with his left hand, and golden runes appeared in front of him, forming a buddhist light shield. Two streaks of black light struck against the Buddhist light shield, causing Divisions to uncontrollably retreat.

“If I wasn’t completely prepared, how could I dare to say that I am immortal?”

Yatuo Angge pointed to the Divisions: “Qing Cang, kill him.”

The withered monk dropped from the tree and rushed towards Divisions quickly.

[The Sky of Treasures]

As the monk corpse spoke these words, the Divisions monk felt that his body had suddenly lost all of its abilities. He couldn’t move or speak. He could only watch helplessly as the monk corpse rushed in front of him. The ghost claw was aimed straight for his heart.

Countless black runes fell from the sky like rotten petals. The runes trapped the Divisions Monk in place, and was still corroding his Cultivation Power and flesh.

Witu sound, the corpse monk’s palm stabbed into the Divisions monk’s chest and about a third of his fingers had stabbed in. But at this moment, an unbelievable scene occurred. The blood quickly flowed from the corpse’s finger into the corpse’s body. Unexpectedly, the corpse was able to recover at a speed visible to the naked eye. But at this time, the Divisions monk’s body was withering at an extremely fast speed.

“Hahahahahaha …”

Yatuo Angge sat there laughing exceptionally happily: “All of you thought that you have found my weakness, but who in this world knows my weakness the most? Only me, of course. Since I know what my weakness is, how can I not make any preparations? When the Buddha avatar entered hell, it transformed into the Great Hidden Lord Ming and wiped out the entire hell. The eighteen Underworld Prefecture Lord s who used to be unrestrained were not even able to withstand a single blow from him. However, he himself was infected by the demonic energy … This Monk Qing Cang was his most prized disciple. He understood this disciple very well. The resentment in Monk Qing Cang’s heart is too deep. He was summoned into Hell by Great Hidden Lord Ming. The story within the Buddhist Sect about him dying while facing the wall is just a story. ”

“He came …”

The Divisions monk clenched his teeth, his eyes unyielding: “Not because he wanted to open a path of slaughter in hell, but because he initially had the guilt of tricking the monkey, he became more and more miserable inside the buddhist gate. In the end, he made a decision to steal the Ten Thousand Year Golden Pellet from the Great Thunder Lake Temple and give it to Jialou Huowu. He hoped that Jialou Huowu would find the monkey and return the golden pellet. But who would have thought that Jialou Huowu would be tricked by you … Only when you bring a monkey’s Jindan with you can you have a doppelganger in hell that’s immortal. If you don’t have a monkey’s Jindan, you’re nothing! ”

Yatuo Angge laughed loudly: “So what if what you say is the truth? Jialou Huowu is a fool, you too, so is that damn monkey, and Monk Qing Cang is even more so. You fellows always do things that you don’t want to do against your own wishes. After doing it, you guys regret finding a way to remedy the situation. People like you should be fooled. This Monk Qing Cang knew that I tricked Jialou Huowu into taking away his Jindan and left the Great Thunder Lake Temple to find it. However, she was trapped in hell and unable to reincarnate … Divisions, you too. All of you hypocrites are the same, except me, who knows what I want and never hides it. Sooner or later, I will break Great Thunder Lake Temple and let Buddha kneel at my feet while begging for mercy. ”

The Divisions Monk endured the great pain, gritting his teeth until they bled: “You won’t succeed, I’ll definitely kill you.”

Yatuo Angge suddenly stretched out both of his arms. “I am the only one who can ascend to heaven and earth, what right do you have to kill me?”

At this time, Monk Qing Cang had already absorbed most of the Divisions’s blood. It seemed like he had almost recovered, but the Divisions Monk looked like a dried up corpse. Qing Cang threw the Divisions over to Yatuo Angge: “Die.”

Yatuo Angge reached out and grabbed the Divisions monk’s neck, with eyes full of contempt: “You think that you are being called by Monk Qing Cang and using your own fate in exchange for his fate, you want to make up for everything for Qing Cang … But you are not him. He iitiful fellow, and you are even more pitiful. You don’t even have your own destiny, only leaving behind the feelings of being looked down upon … You don’t think you’re an idiot. ”

Puff!

Suddenly, a low sound came out, and Yatuo Angge’s words came to an end. He looked down in disbelief and found that there was an extra arm on his chest. Qing Cang’s hand had already completely pierced into his heart. The finger had already pierced through his heart.

Qing Cang raised his head, looked into Yatuo Angge’s eyes and said word by word: “What I said was, you go and die …. I’ve been trapped in hell for ten thousand years, but I’m still not out of my mind. That’s because my heart is insistent, the monkey’s thing is his, no one can take away. Back then, the Buddha couldn’t, and neither could you. Even if my physical body is broken and my soul is weak, I still haven’t given up on this obsession. No matter if it’s in the human world or in hell, I must return Monkey’s Jindan. ”

Yatuo Angge raged: “Then let’s all die!”

He extended his hand and grabbed both Monk Qing Cang and Monk Divisions. His body began to emit a black light. That was all that was left of his Hell’s Might. When he opened his mouth and spat out the Jindan, the radiance of the Jindan had already reached its peak.

“Don’t all of you want to take the Jindan away? Then I will have this Jindan vanish into thin air with you all today. Even if I destroy this doppelganger in the Infernal Realm, the me outside can still be eternal. And you, with that pitiful wish of yours, will forever remain in hell. Didn’t you want to kill me? I’m here, let’s break down in hell together! ”

The light on the golden core became increasingly intense, ready to explode at any moment.

Just then, Qing Cang suddenly grabbed onto Divisions Monk’s hand, “You are not me. The place where you entered my face when you were young was only my sorrowful state of mind. You should have your own destiny, not carry my sins forward. “Leave this place. Take the Jindan and leave this place.”

After saying that, Fairy Qing Cang suddenly opened his mouth and swallowed the Jindan. Then, he took back the blood and Cultivation Power that he had previously absorbed from the Divisions’s hand.

He kneeled on the ground with his hands clasped together, his expression calm. “After seeing the monkey, help me tell him that the sins of Qing Cang’s previous life have not been repaid in this lifetime. If there is karma, I’ll just return it in my next life. If he won’t forgive me, he’ll make me a memorial tablet and curse me day and night for suffering in hell. Even if I have to endure all sorts of hardships in hell, I won’t complain at all. ”

Qing Cang, who was kneeling on the ground with his hands clasped together, emitted waves of a holy radiance.

BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOM!

The power of hell exploded in his lower abdomen, and the Jindan rolled out from his ripped body. The monk lowered his head, never to look back.