Global Game: I, the Necromancer, am the scourge Chapter 1283: 734:

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He Bai infiltrates the Buddhist sect, posing as a sacred cultivator while secretly harboring demonic energy. Meanwhile, Chen Sanzang, a transmigrator possessing the body of Tang Sanzang, is visited by Guanyin Bodhisattva in a dream. She tasks him with the Westward Journey, but he, aware of the potential dangers and his own ambitions, feigns compliance while seeking aid from his system, 'Old Xi'. Guanyin, believing she has cleansed his mortal heart, bestows upon him the traditional pilgrim treasures: the Kasaya, the Staff, and the Bowl, before he departs.

The moment Chen Sanzang emerged from the Dream Space, the system's grip on his Spirit loosened.

Memories that had been suppressed by the conversion were instantly overwhelmed by those returning from his Spirit. In a brief state of disorientation, Chen Sanzang reverted to his former self, completely shedding the solemn demeanor and devout Buddhist heart he'd recently adopted.

“Blast this counterfeit Buddhist Sect! They fail with persuasion and then resort to force, utterly lacking in true martial virtue!” he swore internally. Yet, Chen Sanzang kept his displeasure hidden, not wishing to cause his wives and concubines any distress.

After sharing some intimate moments in the peach blossom grove with his beloveds, he proceeded to his privately constructed study.

Meanwhile, Bodhisattva Guanyin, who had not departed, remained concealed in the heavens above. Her divine gaze pierced the void, observing Chen Sanzang's every action.

“What is happening? Within the Dream Space, Sanzang was clearly converted, his Buddha heart reawakened. Yet, the moment he left, his suppressed memories instantly returned to their original state.” Bodhisattva Guanyin frantically performed calculations with a jade hand but found no answers.

“The great tribulation obscures the heavens, making deductions impossible. Could Sanzang’s predicament be a trial sent by the Heavenly Dao?” With no clues or signs of external interference, Bodhisattva Guanyin could only attribute this anomaly to the Heavenly Dao. Within the Primordial world, all beings, save for the Saints, operate within its predetermined path.

“Observing Sanzang’s current state, ensnared by worldly desires, he would never willingly embark on the westward journey to seek the True Scripture. In such circumstances, there is but one path to compel him to undertake this quest.” Bodhisattva Guanyin’s divine eyes narrowed slightly, swirling with Buddha light as she directed her gaze towards the Xianyang Palace, the heart of the Great Qin Empire.

An immense Human Emperor's Fortune surrounded the palace, a power so vast that even a Daluo Golden Immortal would require considerable time to fully grasp it.

“Human Emperor's Fortune, Human Dao Destiny… no wonder it is suppressed by the Heavenly Dao, and the Saints also oppose any Human Emperor.” Accumulating vast amounts of Human Emperor's Fortune, coupled with Human Dao Destiny, grants the power to ascend to a half-step Saint's Supreme Realm. Currently, the Human Dao Destiny resides with the Human Race, leading to the emergence of Celestial, Terrestrial, and Human Sovereigns, all possessing Supreme might.

The sole drawback is that while the three Human Sovereigns are formidable, their power is augmented by the Human Dao Destiny. Their actual combat effectiveness falls short by a significant margin compared to those who have reached the same Realm through their own cultivation.

“Emperor Qin of Great Qin, capable of amassing the Human Emperor's Fortune of an entire region, and even reforging the Nine Provinces Tripod to erect the Nine Provinces Barrier, thereby stabilizing the Human Dao Destiny… his ambitions are considerable, but alas…” Bodhisattva Guanyin sighed. This is no longer the ancient era where ten thousand races vied for supremacy; the destiny of humanity has long been divided by the Saints, leaving little behind. To attempt to establish a Qi Luck Dynasty solely through the remaining Human Emperor's Fortune, how could it be so simple? Even Hao Tian, presiding over the Heavenly Court, would not permit the prolonged existence of a single Qi Luck Dynasty.

“The Westward Journey catastrophe heralds a time of purification. It is unfortunate for the Great Qin Empire… However, this situation can conveniently be exploited by the Buddhist Sect for our own objectives…”

Bodhisattva Guanyin's Jade Purifying Bottle emanated a soft azure light. A single drop of Three Lights Divine Water descended, aimed at the Great Qin Palace, and landed directly upon Emperor Shi's head. Instantly, a spectral image of a five-clawed Black Dragon ascended from Emperor Shi, transforming into an ethereal dragon of fortune. It opened its immense maw and consumed the drop of Three Lights Divine Water in a single gulp.

“Roar~” A silent roar echoed, further strengthening the Great Qin Empire's fortune!

The Three Lights Divine Water is an incomparable treasure, renowned for its restorative properties. It can heal even a Daluo Golden Immortal and mend the Spirit's wounds. This particular drop, emanating from Bodhisattva Guanyin, surpassed ordinary quality, possessing the essence of the Eight Treasures Merit Pool's Merit Holy Water from the Buddhist Sect! Upon absorbing this drop, the fortune Black Dragon fused with the merit, boosting the Great Qin Empire's fortune by a remarkable ten percent!

Simultaneously, a fragment of Emperor Shi’s spirit was drawn into the Dream Space.

“Amitabha Buddha, for rashly inviting Emperor Qin here, my monk offers apologies. Nonetheless,”

Bodhisattva Guanyin spoke with feigned politeness, yet her expression was stern, emanating a palpable air of disdain. The Buddha Light Golden Wheel within her mind pulsed, emitting rays of pure Buddha light and faint incantations designed to convert the other.

“May I inquire about the matter that brings an honored one from the Buddhist Sect to the Great Qin Empire?”

The fortune of the Black Dragon swirled around Emperor Shi’s somewhat ethereal form, acting as a shield against the encroaching Buddha light and its burning chants.

Shielded by the aura of his dynasty’s fortune, Emperor Shi remained unfazed by the other’s overwhelming authority. He calmly sought clarification on the situation.

“A great tribulation is destined to afflict Great Qin. As Emperor Qin established a Qi Fortune Dynasty, you must understand that Heavenly Destiny is inviolable. Therefore, I implore Emperor Qin to command his subordinates to align with Heavenly Destiny, thus enabling the Eastward Transmission of Buddhist Law to bring salvation to all sentient beings. Amitabha Buddha.”

Bodhisattva Guanyin’s voice resonated, her lips forming the golden words of the Buddha. Within the confines of the Dream Space, golden lotuses bloomed, Buddha light illuminated every corner, and bursts of chanting echoed. Behind her, a colossal Dharma image of the cosmos materialized, showcasing the grandeur and compassion of the Western Buddhist Sect.

Emperor Shi’s gaze intensified, his hand, concealed beneath the Black Dragon robe, clenched into a fist involuntarily.

However, the clench lasted only a fleeting moment before he relaxed his grip.

Such a threat was something he had to endure.

The reason? He was utterly outmatched!

The entirety of the Great Qin Dynasty, all the forces under his command, even if he were to sacrifice the Nine Provinces Barrier, would still be incapable of defeating Bodhisattva Guanyin, a Daluo Golden Immortal.