The Anarchic Consort
chapter-845

Chapter 845: Phoenix’s Exit

Watching the incident unfolded before the eyes of Tian Dao and Buddhism, the expressions on their faces gradually changed.

The Emperor was born of chaos. In order to prevent him from going to Hell, both Tian Dao and Buddhism had exhausted their minds and finally, they managed to convince him.

Now, he had abandoned the divine psyche. This meant that there would be an unprecedented Great Demon King in the next Three Paths, or in other words, in Hell!

At that time, it did not matter if it was Buddhism or Tian Dao since both would be trampled under his feet, unable to turn over a new leaf!

No way!

He must not turn into a demon!

Amidst his fury, Tian Dao sent down 30,000 mythical soldiers, scheming to envelop the Emperor at the initial stage of his fall from Heaven!

However, no mythical soldier could enter the chaos.

Three days later, the Emperor finally metamorphosed into a demon in the evening!

The Sea of Blood welled up in an unfamiliar wave as countless demons cheered and turned into their original forms, surging out from the man’s back.

An innumerable amount of black crows whizzed past in the sky, and the black river beneath the 18 layers of hell seemed to have come to a boil.

The man simply stood amongst the multitude of demons. One wicked grin cracked across his face could make the Dead Sea seethe.

This was undoubtedly a catastrophe for Tian Dao and Buddhism.

The destiny was broken, the demon had broken out of the earth’s crust and the beautiful and deadly melodies of the mermaids echoed in the magical realm.

These 100 years marked the absolute century of disgrace for Tian Dao and Buddhism.

They were no longer the hegemon of the Six Paths, and everything was impeded and jumbled up, all because the person in command of the next Three Paths was the Emperor of the Gods.

In order to follow him, many of Tian Dao’s people had transformed into their natural selves. Hundreds of demons wandered at night and roamed the heaven and earth freely. Such a majestic view was a rare sighting in the world.

Buddhism’s people began to rejoice the fact that every person who had abandoned the divine psyche would eventually lose their memory of being a God in chaos.

Otherwise, the Emperor who had transformed into a demon would unquestionably bring forth fellow demons to attack Mountain Tenya to avenge the witch who was held captive!

However, no matter how fortunate they believed they were, Buddhism was still Buddhism. He was still unable to live with the fact that those demons in the next Three Paths dared to show no respect to them.

In the course of time, an aura of resentment against the people of the Netherworld began brewing in their hearts.

However, the Buddha’s body of Venerable was already destroyed when the Emperor fell from heaven.

None of Buddhism’s people now could be his opponent.

Unless…

“Venerable, for the sake of all living beings under this vast sky, you can no longer let the demons continue wreaking havoc. Someone must go to Mount Buzhou and somebody else ought to clear the Sea of Blood in Hell.”

Honored Sir sat in the twilight, the scar that stretched from his forehead to his chin glistening in the dim light. It seemed more terrifying than the evil spirits in Hell. “For every day the Sea of Blood is not cleared, there is one less day where the True Buddha can be united. For hundreds of years, however, changes would arise continuously after the Sea of Blood is cleared. This time it all happened due to the Magic Paths. The only way to solve it is to allow Phoenix to make another trip to hell. Although there’s still a year to go, I have to do so for the sake of the world. Buddha shall be merciful and understanding.” Speaking, Honored Sir looked to his left and continued, “Golden Lotus, please ring the bell. It’s time for the door of Leiyin Temple to reopen.”

“Yes.” Golden Lotus turned away to leave and her prayer beads tumbled with heavy Sanskrit.

Phoenix emerged from the Light of Buddha. Behind it stood the snow-covered Mountain Tenya, the beauty of the legendary Forbidden Land of Buddha that no one could describe with words.

Still, the most fascinating was unarguably the wanton, lazy figure. It had been a century and the ancient Phoenix still retained her stunning beauty. Especially when she sauntered toward you, that pair of mysterious raven eyes were attractive as ever, as if you would easily get sucked within.

She seemed to have grown even nobler than before, with the silky black hair tumbling off her shoulders immersed in the ice, topped with her pure, snowy white cassock, her fiery cloak, and her ultimate pride and charm.

As she saw Golden Lotus, the smile on Phoenix’s face remained unchanged. She tossed the scriptures in her palms aside without uttering a word.

Golden Lotus slowly clenched her fists hidden under her long sleeves a couple of times before she put on a gentle smile and trailed behind her.

Buddhism knew best when it came to presenting a façade of peace and prosperity. Without a mention of the history of this past century, he began to read the scriptures. “Phoenix, the Sea of Blood in Hell has risen again. The True Buddha cannot be united unless Hell is clean. Please go and terminate the extreme evil under the heavens.”

Phoenix did not spout any nonsense. She immediately picked up her scythe and leaped into the demon-filled Mount Buzhou.

It was just that she had not expected to meet that person in Hell.

The two exchanged a glance. However, it seemed he did not know her at all and only focused on the witch’s face at one side.

Phoenix was dumbfounded. The thing she cared about was not what his eyes were fixated on.

To her surprise, his dark-colored eyes morphed into a deep crimson that resembled flowing blood. He emanated a constant enchanting sensation evil like a demon from beginning to end.

That was the first time Phoenix did not take immediate action. In a moment of absent-mindedness, a cold wind gusted past her ears and evil spirits left their imprints on her arms.

She frowned and drew her scythe. With a couple of swishes on her weapon, there was no single trace of iniquities to be found within three meters from her.

He…abandoned the divine psyche?

Why?

This was a question Phoenix had always held in her mind.

He clearly liked to be far removed from the masses and reality, without provoking even the tiniest speck of dust. His basic necessities in life had always been a rare honor in the heavens and earth.

How could he have transformed into a demon in the Netherworld?

Very soon, someone provided her with an answer.

Amidst their discussion, those demons stated, “The Emperor fell from heaven solely to locate the witch who was held captive by Buddhism amongst the chaos. Unfortunately, things didn’t go well. Even so, it doesn’t matter as the witch was originally born in the magical realm, and soon enough, the Emperor will be able to reshape her soul.”

As Phoenix listened, her body stiffened in place.

She thought the suffering would cease.

After all, it had been 99 years.

In actual fact, it did not hurt as much as she had anticipated.

It was just that she was perfectly conscious and it felt as if she suddenly understood everything.

It turned out that he would still fall for somebody.

It was just that the one he liked was not her…

It seemed to be exactly like what people said. True love is not one-sided, and everything must be invested, including your eyes, ears, nose, tongue, body, mind, and soul.

That was why he fell from heaven and transformed into a demon.

The feeling in Phoenix’s heart was perplexing. Long ago, she had always been drawn to him as everything this person did was what she longed to do.

As of now, however, she could not bring herself to admire him anymore.

At the bottom of Mount Buzhou, Phoenix stared at the silhouette gradually drowning in the darkness of the night. It was the first time she had violated Buddhism.

It had been a good while but Buddhism still had not received news of Phoenix taking action. Suspicion began to bubble in his veins.

18 Golden Light Dharma seals descended from heaven, summoning Phoenix back to the mountain.

The Buddhas asked her with knitted eyebrows, “Why haven’t you taken action?”

Phoenix knelt under the Bodhi tree without muttering a word.

Golden Lotus walked toward her, sighing with pity and compassion. “Master, why are you doing this? You should know that this person would never look back at the things that he no longer needed. If he still liked you, he would not have fallen from heaven and transformed into a demon. A hundred years may be tedious and interminable for mortals, but it is not difficult for Gods and Buddhas to wait for it. It’s just that he has absolutely never thought of waiting for you…”

As Phoenix listened, she finally lifted her gaze.