Global Game: I, the Necromancer, am the scourge Chapter 1284: 734:

Chapter 1284: Chapter 734:

“The grand currents of the world must be embraced by the Great Qin Empire. As its Emperor, I shall dispatch my disciples to the Western Heavens to retrieve sacred texts, ensuring the eastward spread of Buddhist teachings.”

Emperor Shi’s countenance was impassive, his voice resonating with a sharp determination.

“Amitabha, how compassionate, how benevolent. This humble monk shall await Emperor Qin’s followers at the Great Leiyin Temple in the Western Heaven.”

Bodhisattva Guanyin cast a cursory glance at the Great Emperor, who sought to ascend as the Human Emperor through the power of Human Dao Destiny. A subtle smirk played in her mind, yet her expression remained neutral. With a Buddhist chant, she gestured, expelling him from the Dream Space.

“Such a diminutive human sovereign, how did he obtain the art of governance through Qi Fortune Dynasty? Alas, Human Dao Destiny has long been subdued by the Heavenly Dao. How can you possibly harness its full potential?

Now, amidst this grand trend, the Qi Fortune Dynasty’s lifespan is capped at a mere thousand years. In this monumental calamity of the Westward Journey, the Great Qin Dynasty is fated to be naught but a sacrifice!”

Bodhisattva Guanyin ascended into the heavens, her enlightened gaze sweeping across the entirety of the Great Qin Capital. She scrutinized every sect of cultivators and every hidden immortal, yet none could elude her divine perception.

“Indeed, the Great Qin Dynasty possesses several individuals of promise who can be converted and brought into the fold of the Buddhist Sect.”

Bodhisattva Guanyin casually emitted threads of Buddha light, marking those she deemed worthy, before rending the fabric of space to return to her own domain.

Minor celestial beings are hardly worth her personal intervention; they are perfect for her disciples’ cultivation practice.

Having regained his composure, Emperor Shi resumed his seat upon the dragon throne, his face the color of iron and blue.

“The Buddhist Sect! Utterly detestable!”

Chen Mansion.

Chen Sanzang continued to luxuriate in his joy with his numerous wives and concubines.

Nevertheless, he secretly commenced his preparations, mindful that the formidable figures of the Buddhist Sect might intervene if he continued to defer the Westward Journey. Should that occur, the Chen Mansion could cease to exist.

Do not presume these Immortals and Buddhas incapable; they are resolute in achieving their objectives before ceasing their efforts.

Without power, one can only be a pawn!

However, Chen Sanzang was not passively awaiting doom. The Golden Cicada residing within him was no less than a Daluo Golden Immortal. Should he succeed in transcending it, he would inherit its full might.

That would be his foundation for defiance. With the assistance of Old Xi, once he transcended and dealt with the lackeys dispatched by the Heavenly Court and the Buddhist Sect, his power would surge even further!

Attaining Buddhahood and Ancestral status would be effortless, and even suppressing the Tathagata Buddha would be a simple matter.

“Hmph, forcing me to the Western Heaven for scriptures? I shall simply seize the Great Leiyin Temple! The position of Buddha is currently in flux, and from this moment onward, it belongs to me!”

So mused Chen Sanzang as he covertly contacted a certain clandestine department within the Empire.

Upon retiring for the night, a sliver of his spirit journeyed into a unique Secret Realm Space.

“Greetings, Your Majesty Emperor Shi!”

Within a cloud-adorned palace hall, civil and military officials stood arrayed on either side, while Emperor Shi occupied the dragon throne in a position of prominence.

“Sanzang, the Western Ox Continent is engulfed in chaos, overrun by demons and ghosts. This is precisely the opportune moment for the Great Qin Empire to extend its aid to the suffering Human Race residing there.

This mission, sending you westward, requires you to proceed methodically, subduing all disobedient demons and ghosts in a single sweep.

Restore peace to the land for its common inhabitants, allowing them to feel the benevolent embrace of the Great Qin Empire.”

Chen Sanzang grasped the underlying intention with clarity.

He also required time. Thus, as he purged and transcended the demons and ghosts encountered along the path, the Great Qin Empire could fortify its dominion in their wake.

Wherever he ventured, the Great Qin Empire would extend its reach. After bringing stability to the populace in one region, he would then proceed onward.

This arrangement suited him perfectly!

“Your Majesty may rest assured, Sanzang understands the course of action!”

“It is good that you understand. Commencing tomorrow, you shall have unrestricted access to the Great Qin Heavenly Prison to transcend the major offenders held within.”

A flicker of a smile graced Emperor Shi’s eyes as he casually bestowed a Black Dragon Token.

“Thank you, Your Majesty Emperor Shi!”

A sharp glint flashed in Chen Sanzang’s eyes, instantly recognizing that this Great Emperor stood aligned with him.

After a brief exchange of further particulars, Chen Sanzang departed the Secret Realm Space.

“Within the Great Qin Heavenly Prison reside countless formidable demons and ghosts, each possessing considerable might.

If I were to transcend them all, would my power not increase immeasurably?

Ah, it is a shame that the tranquil days spent within the Great Qin Empire, surrounded by wives and concubines, sons and grandsons, will not endure indefinitely.”

With a sigh, Chen Sanzang entered a Fairy’s chambers.

Time is fleeting, so one must seize the moment for enjoyment!

Carousing, womanizing, listening to melodies in the pleasure district, indulging in carnal delights…

Chen Sanzang let his mind roam free, commencing days of debauchery and dissipation.

This peculiar spectacle, as expected, did not escape the notice of those with ulterior motives.

Seated upon a lotus throne, the Bodhisattva Guanyin’s brow was knit with confusion. Despite her extensive calculations, she was unable to ascertain the nature of the Golden Cicada’s reincarnation’s affliction in this lifetime.

Ultimately, she could only attribute it to divine interference from the Heavenly Dao, a test orchestrated for Chen Sanzang.

Meanwhile, within the Celestial Court, the Jade Emperor silently observed the Heavenly Mirror, discreetly plotting how to leverage the Golden Cicada against the Buddhist Sect.

Since assuming the mantle of Jade Emperor, his tenure had been lengthy, yet he still lacked complete dominion over the Celestial Court.

Furthermore, he had recently sensed an undercurrent of disquiet among his subordinates, a subtle anomaly he was powerless to investigate.

Within the formidable Great Qin Empire lay the pivotal location known as the Heavenly Prison.

Donning a Kasaya robe and wielding a Nine-Treasure Zen Staff, with a Purple Gold Bowl in hand, Chen Sanzang entered this confined domain.

This Heavenly Prison was not shrouded in darkness; instead, a pervasive green luminescence illuminated its confines.

The entirety of the interior was heavily fortified, featuring a unique suppression mechanism tied to the Nine Provinces Barrier.

Any demons or specters incarcerated within found their powers significantly diminished.

However, this sanctuary could only contain entities below the Daluo Realm. The might of the Great Qin Empire, after all, possessed its limitations.

The prowess of the Dynasty’s accumulated destiny proved insufficient to restrain Daluo-level formidable beings. Otherwise, Bodhisattva Guanyin would not have been able to enter and exit at will, even managing to draw a fragment of Emperor Shi’s Spirit into a Dream Space.

“Amitabha, benevolent benefactor burdened by profound animosity and steeped in resentment. This humble monk has specially arrived to guide you to the Western Paradise, thereby purifying your transgressions.”

Chen Sanzang directed his gaze at the primary transgressor confined within the initial cell.

Bearing a human head atop a canine body, entirely cloaked in crimson and radiating malevolence, it resembled a vengeful spirit returned from netherworlds. Even under suppression, its Spirit emanated a potent aura, its power perhaps reaching the True Immortal Peak.

“Kekeke, you Buddhist tonsure-wearer, do you genuinely believe you can convert me? You’d best retreat and summon those Arhats and Bodhisattvas, kekeke…”

The voice, low and gravelly, nonetheless carried a soul-chilling pain that caused Chen Sanzang’s Spirit to falter.

“Amitabha, benefactor, your transgressions are grave. Since you wish to encounter the Arhats and Bodhisattvas, why not allow this humble monk to dispatch you directly to the Western Heaven to commune with the Buddha? Is that not preferable?”

Chen Sanzang offered a smile and proceeded into the cell. Raising the Nine-Treasure Zen Staff, he brought it down with force upon the bewildered creature’s head.

This initial impact upon its head instantly drew blood and sent fragments of scalp flying, leaving the Great Demon utterly dumbfounded.

What in the world! Aren’t Buddhist monks supposed to chant sutras and perform forced transformations?

Why are they deviating from the established conventional procedure?

Commencing with the smashing of holy relics, is this indeed the path to transformation toward the Western Heaven?

Chen Sanzang paid no heed to the creature’s astonishment. Perceiving that a single strike had not ended the demon’s existence, he promptly channeled his Buddha Power into the Nine-Treasure Zen Staff and delivered a second, thunderous strike to its head.

In the ensuing moment, the formidable physique of the demon, subjected to the Zen Staff’s assault, was reduced to fragments akin to a shattered watermelon, splattering red and white matter throughout the cell.

“Amitabha, a monk’s words are his bond. If this humble monk proclaims to escort you to the Western Heaven, he shall not falter in his vow. As for whether the Buddha receives you, that lies beyond the humble monk’s concern; my duty is merely to dispatch you!”

Having vanquished the demon, Chen Sanzang immediately assumed a cross-legged posture, commencing the recitation of the system-provided Transcendence Scripture.

Instantly, a surge of demonic essence was coalesced into a pearl by the system, which then assimilated directly into his Sea of Consciousness.

“Old Xi, could you not directly refine demonic power into Buddha Power for immediate absorption? Why must this process be so cumbersome, compelling me to refine it myself?”

The demonic power extracted by the system had, in fact, undergone a prior purification, rendering it exceptionally pure and erasing all traces of its original owner.

However, demonic power is not Buddha Power and cannot be directly integrated into Chen Sanzang’s own Buddha Power. He is compelled to refine it personally, transforming it into Buddha Power before merging and absorbing it as his intrinsic strength.