I Really Am Not The Lord of Demon

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In the Jade Palace, the sun ray from the sky filled the courtyard with auspicious light.

As the bell rang, the sage returned from his long slumber.

The golden immortal disciples also woke up one after another.

"Yang Jian!" The sage lowered his eyes and looked at one of the divine generals of the third generation disciples. "You may go to the entrance of the temple and wait for your distinguished guests!"

"Alright!" Yang Jian bowed respectfully. He was about to set up the auspicious cloud and land in front of the Jade Palace.

At this moment, the auspicious cloud spread out, and the bright palace was filled with strange fragrances.

Amidst the auspicious clouds, a white-haired Taoist with a bamboo cane slowly descended.

The primordial age sage had already left the futon and landed on the ground. He cupped his fists and praised, "Greetings, Master!"

The Chanism celestials bowed and said, "Greetings, Master!"

The saint who came was the leader of the celestial sect of wonders. He was the Dao master who had merged with the heavenly way!

As the master descended, he said to the origins sage, "I wish to spend some time with that fellow Daoist. Please wait by the side!"

The origins sage bowed and said, "Yes, Master!"

The Dao master then told Yang Jian, "Please go and welcome the guests!"

"Okay!"

After that, he carefully got up and headed out of the Jade Palace.

…

The moment he stepped out of the world barrier, Ling Ping'an immediately felt a faint sense of threat.

This was the first time he felt something that could possibly hurt him.

"The world seems complicated!"

That was indeed the case!

What he saw was countless auspicious clouds that stretched for tens of thousands of miles. The auspicious lights were dazzling and eye-catching as the fragrance assailed his lungs.

But…

"This world has come to a dead end!" Such a thought emerged in his heart.

When he came back to his senses, he knew that this was the feeling of his main body.

This world was advancing rapidly on the path of order.

Dao techniques were flourishing, magical powers were boundless, and divine abilities were uncountable.

It seemed like a raging fire was boiling oil, but in reality, it was a dead end!

The reason was very simple: It was too orderly!

Up and down, everything was tightly bound.

Karma would be applied to everyone, including gods, demons, and ghosts.

Whoever dared to cross it, there would immediately be a heavenly punishment!

There was a true god!

And above the gods, there were even harsher restrictions!

Thus, everything was in order.

In this world, although there were Daoist techniques and divine abilities, everyone was like a dragon.

Even a mortal could easily live over 800 years.

Moreover, the mountains, water, and soil were extremely pleasant.

However, no matter how powerful one was, you would still have to follow the rules like a mortal.

If one violated the rules, one would immediately unleash your killing intent and cause and effect chaos.

By then, one would be killed by the will of the heavens!

What was even worse was…

Due to all sorts of causes and effects interweaving with each other, the heaven, earth, humans, ghosts, and gods were bound to each other.

Thus, the connection between the heaven and earth had long been severed!

Mortals, when they reached the end of their lives, would go through the six paths of reincarnation.

They would be led by the Tian Dao, and depending on their merits and faults, they would either be reborn into the world, or they would be all things.

As for the gods, they had to follow the rules and act according to the Tian Dao.

The slightest carelessness would immediately trigger karma, and a great calamity would befall them, thereby turning them into ashes!

There was a pool of stagnant water in the sky and the earth.

Those existences that were as powerful as top-tier outer gods could only split the world apart and re-open their origins.

They sent their disciples' primordial spirits and true spirits into it.

And in this world, they didn't even dare to move.

Because…

The heaven and earth's karma was so thick that it had already reached existences like them. The slightest movement could immediately incite conflict and bring about the danger of world destruction!

This was the inevitable end of the order immortal path.

Everything was well-organized, but it was a pool of stagnant water, rotten and rotten.

Everything followed the rules and did not dare to overstep.

On the surface, it looked bright, but it was already rotten on the inside, !

That was just a hopeless world…

If this continued…

Ling Ping'an knew that the Tian Dao of this world would go crazy!

He would definitely go crazy too!

He could feel that the heavenly axiom of this world was gradually changing in his direction.

It was like a new corpse, which was scary.

However, there were already maggots stirring in the flesh and blood.

What was even more pathetic was..

All the living beings in this world, regardless of whether they were humans, ghosts, or gods, were already deeply trapped.

If the heavenly axiom went crazy, all the gods and Immortals would not be spared!

"I see!" Ling Ping'an finally understood why the immortals, gods, and Buddhas who traveled to the west did not resist and directly fell.

They were already half of the Old Gods and gods.

Their fall was natural.

And what the Buddha did was to push the boat along with the current.

It even gave them a chance to live!

And Ling Ping'an also knew that as long as the Tian Dao went mad and fell.

Then, from the body of the Tian Dao, there would definitely be a terrifying monster that was not inferior to his original body!

At that time…

It would be a fight to the death!

There could only be one destroyer of all worlds.

"So, I have to help him." Ling Ping'an felt the charm of the Tian Dao and came to a realization.

Helping him was helping himself.

At least, before he got rid of the shackles of that monster, he had to help this world.

With this thought in mind, he landed in front of the hollow jade temple.

Lord Qingyuan Miaodao, who had once seen him from afar, was already waiting in front of the palace.

"Hollow Jade Yang Jian, in accordance with the decree, we respectfully welcome the Saint of Chaos and distortion!"

"Saint of Chaos and distortion?" Ling Ping'an laughed. "Is this the title I have in the eyes of the major powers of this world? It sounds pretty good!"

"True Lord, there's no need to be so courteous!"

After he said that, he looked at the hollow jade temple and sensed the aura within.

He understood that the representative of the Tian Dao was waiting for him.

Hence, he said, "Lead the way!"

"As per the decree of the saint!" Yang Jian cupped his fists and bowed, then led Ling Ping'an towards the palace.

…

Master Hongjun sat upright on the futon.

His eyes were like those of a primordial chaos as he looked forward.

As his wills began to spread out, he saw a bloated, distorted, rotten, yet still alive monster that seemed to have been born out of rotten flesh slowly approach him.

Within the flesh, the distorted and rotten chaos was slowly fading away.

The madness and filth that had been born from despair and pain were slowly dissipating.

When the Dao ancestor saw this, he was filled with envy. He couldn't help but praise, "Please be merciful!"

"Reborn from the distortion, reborn from the Nirvana!"

"Fellow Daoist, you've actually reached this step!"

"Congratulations! Congratulations!"

Only he knew what this step meant?

It was true transcendence!

It was true liberation!

It was also true freedom!

It cut off all karma and transcended all evil creatures.

It was already leaping above space-time and matter!

It was just one step away from transcending space-time, transcending matter, and obtaining true freedom!

In other words, it was breaking away from the matter and vigor.

Even if everything ceased to exist, even if the myriad worlds collapsed, this power would still exist.

And this must be what the Tian Dao was pursuing!