189: Chapter 189 The Heavenly Emperor Takes Action, Great Salvation with Zen Light!

"Wah—"

A clear cry, like the first note of Dao at the creation of the world, rang out abruptly yet with absolute clarity across the dead, desperate battlefield.

The sound was not loud, perhaps even a bit immature, but it contained a strange magic capable of piercing through all darkness and soothing all wounds. It ignored the barriers of space and Law, precisely piercing into the depths of every living being's Sea of Consciousness.

The arrogant Carlos, a half-step Immortal King, saw his wild laughter—which had sounded like the drums of a demon god—come to an abrupt halt, as if his throat had been tightly gripped by an invisible hand.

Behind him, the phantom images of billions of roaring, struggling spirits filled with endless resentment also froze for a split second, and the frantic flames in their scarlet eyes flickered almost imperceptibly.

On the side of the Heavenly Court, the soldiers who had been in agony due to their crumbling faith and shattering Dao Heart were struck as if by lightning.

They felt as if their Souls, which were about to be drowned by despair, were being gently cradled by a warm, soft palm, and their downward plunge was unexpectedly halted.

The sorrow and pain remained, but the despair that was enough to drive one mad seemed to have been diluted by this cry.

"What is happening?"

"What is that sound?"

Everyone was stunned. They instinctively looked in the direction of the sound, toward the distant Southern Heaven Gate, whose outline had been blurred by divine light and the flames of war.

In that endless Chaos, could the cry of an infant really drown out the demonic might of a half-step Immortal King?

This was simply impossible!

In the center of the battlefield, after a brief moment of astonishment, the hideous face of Carlos, composed of pure dark energy, was instantly replaced by endless rage.

He felt provoked, insulted!

His meticulously planned battle of heart-slaying, which was supposed to destroy the will of all living beings in the eastern Immortal Dynasty, had actually been interrupted by an inexplicable infant's cry?

"Playing god!"

Carlos let out a roar that shook the galaxy, his voice filled with the madness of being provoked, "Die! Let me crush all your ridiculous hope!"

He stopped wasting words and once again channeled the terrifying power stolen from the billions of spirits.

More violent, deeper dark energy was forcibly extracted from the phantom spirits behind him, converging into a pitch-black demonic claw that covered half the firmament!

On the demonic claw, countless painfully twisted faces circled, emitting shrill shrieks capable of tearing apart Divine Souls, and with an unstoppable, resolute posture meant to drag all things into the endless Hell, it slammed down toward the Heavenly Court army below, whose formations were scattered and morale shaken!

This claw was enough to wipe this army, along with their ridiculous beliefs, from this world!

It's over!

The faces of all the Heavenly Court soldiers showed final despair.

However, in the thousandth of a second before the world-destroying demonic claw was about to descend...

A melodious, ethereal, yet endlessly solemn and compassionate "song" drifted over from the direction of the Southern Heaven Gate.

It was no longer a cry.

It was a sound of nature, somewhere between chanting and Buddhist music.

This song transformed into rings of visible, gentle golden ripples, rippling softly and unhurriedly across the entire battlefield.

Where the song brushed past, all things fell silent.

The falling demonic claw's descent speed unexpectedly showed a slight, imperceptible hesitation.

The hideousness on the countless painfully struggling faces on the claw seemed to diminish by a fraction.

"Who is it?!" Carlos looked up abruptly, his eyes, made of dark Law, staring fixedly at the direction of the Southern Heaven Gate, where, at some unknown point, a figure had appeared.

That figure simply stepped out, ignoring the distance of time and space, and instantly appeared at the very front of the Heavenly Court army, facing the terrifying demonic claw descending from the sky.

He wore the simplest black clothes, his dark hair draped over his shoulders, his face handsome, his eyes so deep they seemed to contain billions of galaxies.

Most striking of all was that in his arms, he was holding an infant still in swaddling clothes.

The infant was fair and delicate, with a naturally formed, faint golden "卍" mark on his forehead. The cry that had previously shocked the battlefield and the subsequent Soul-soothing song clearly originated from him.

At this moment, the little guy had stopped crying and was just opening his eyes, which were clear and free of any Impurities, curiously examining this dirty world.

The person who had arrived was none other than Li Xuan.

"Father Emperor!"

"Your Majesty!"

Li Changsheng and Li Qingyue, along with countless Heavenly Court soldiers, felt as if they had found their backbone the moment they saw this figure, and all their confusion and anxiety vanished in an instant.

Li Xuan ignored the roar of the crowd below.

He just lowered his head, looking at this newborn, his fourteenth child, in his arms.

He reached out, gently rubbing the child's soft cheek with his fingertip, a heartfelt, gentle smile appearing on his face.

"Little one, don't be afraid, Daddy is here."

"Although this world is a bit noisy and a bit dirty, Daddy will clean it up."

After speaking, he slowly raised his head, and those deep eyes looked directly at the arrogant half-step Immortal King, Carlos, for the first time.

In his eyes, there was no anger, no murderous intent.

Only a trace of... pity, as if looking at a poor wretch rolling in a mud puddle by the roadside, making himself filthy.

"Acting in the name of a hero, doing the deeds of a devil."

Li Xuan's voice was very flat, yet it seemed to carry the majesty of judgment, "You, have no room for forgiveness."

"And you all..."

His gaze passed over Carlos and looked at the countless phantom spirits behind him, bound by dark chains, roaring in pain and madness, and a trace of a sigh appeared in his voice.

"Heroes who shed your last drop of blood to protect this land, your achievements should not be forgotten, and your loyal Souls should not be profaned."

"Today, I, Li Xuan, in the name of the Lord of the Heavenly Court..."

"Grant you... liberation!"

The moment his words fell, Li Xuan held the infant with one hand, while his other hand slowly formed a strange and solemn hand seal in front of his chest!

[Great Pudu Zen Light]!

Boom—!!!

An indescribable ten-thousand-foot Buddha light erupted from behind Li Xuan, soaring into the sky!

It was not ordinary golden light; it was a Zen light as pure as glaze, carrying supreme compassion and great wisdom!

Within the Zen light, three thousand worlds were vaguely seen arising and perishing, the waters of the Eight Treasures Karma Pond rippled, and the figures of billions of Bodhisattvas, Arhats, and Vajras were chanting scriptures and practicing dharma!

Golden lotus flowers bloomed out of thin air in the chaotic Void Realm.

Ethereal Zen chants dispersed all resentment and Devilish Qi.

This Shura field, filled with blood and slaughter, was at this moment forcibly transformed into... a Buddha Pure Land!

Li Xuan's image was incomparably solemn, and the "卍" mark on the forehead of Li Cihang in his arms also shone brightly at this moment, a power of salvation as pure as could be perfectly fused with Li Xuan's Divine Ability!

He spoke slowly, and every word turned into the ultimate truth of heaven and earth, turning into supreme Law.

"Dust returns to dust, earth returns to earth!"

"Coming with glory, you shall return with a smile!"

"Everyone, rest in peace!"

The golden Zen light was no longer a defense.

It transformed into a gentle, golden ocean, carrying the power of purification, covering the demonic claw descending from the sky, covering the sky-blocking Carlos, and covering the billions of painfully struggling spirits behind him!

"No! What power is this?! This is impossible!"

Carlos let out an extremely terrified scream.

He felt fear!

His stolen half-step Immortal King power, which had fused billions of resentments and the darkness origin, began to emit "sizzling" sounds the moment it touched the golden Zen light, being rapidly purified and dissolved!

The darkness he was so proud of was vulnerable before this pure light!

And that demonic claw, which was enough to shatter the Star Domain, disintegrated inch by inch under the illumination of the Zen light, turning into black smoke across the sky.

But this was not what made him most afraid!

What terrified him to the point of Soul Flying Away and Spirit Scattering was that the main target of the Zen light was not him!

It was the source of his power—those spirits he had enslaved!

Seeing that gentle golden Zen light, like a warm spring breeze, brush over those phantom spirits whose bodies were pierced by black chains and whose faces were hideous.

A miraculous scene occurred.

The dark chains piercing the bodies of the spirits melted rapidly under the illumination of the Zen light.

The painfully twisted expressions on their faces gradually relaxed.

The frantic, chaotic scarlet in their eyes slowly faded, restoring their former clarity and wisdom.

"I... where is this?"

The "General Breaking Army" of the Yuhua Immortal Dynasty looked at his illusory hands in confusion.

"The darkness... has receded... I... am I liberated?"

The "Old Ancestor Aomie" of the Dragon Clan, feeling the long-lost peace in his Divine Soul, let out a dragon roar of relief.

They had awakened!

The hero Souls who had been imprisoned and enslaved for countless epochs were finally awakened from endless darkness and pain at this moment!

They saw the situation clearly, saw the descendants below who were weeping with excitement, and also saw the Carlos who was enslaving them like a demon god.

Finally, the gaze of all of them converged on the figure holding an infant, bathed in endless Buddha light.

A sense of gratitude and respect from the source of their Divine Soul arose spontaneously.

There were no words.

Led by the "General Breaking Army" and "Old Ancestor Aomie", those thousands upon thousands of hero Souls who had once guarded this land bowed deeply toward Li Xuan in the Void Realm, in unison.

They performed a military salute that spanned the ages.

Then, a look of relief appeared on all their faces.

Their figures began to turn into little specks of pure golden light, no longer tainted by any darkness or resentment, and slowly rose into the Void Realm, completely dissipating between heaven and earth.

They had finally found true peace.

And as the last phantom spirit dissipated.

"Puff—!!!"

Carlos, as the enslaver, suffered unprecedented and terrifying backlash!

His source of power was completely severed, and his huge demonic body, which had expanded to 100,000 zhang, deflated and shriveled at a speed visible to the naked eye, like a punctured balloon!

His aura, which had been forcibly raised to a half-step Immortal King, plummeted like an avalanche!

Ninth Heaven of Daluo!

Fifth Heaven of Daluo!

First Heaven of Daluo!

In the end, his aura even fell to a level weaker than his original state!

A mouthful of black blood containing the darkness origin and broken Law sprayed wildly from his already misshapen mouth, casting a shocking trajectory in the Chaos.

Half-step Immortal King?

In the snap of a finger, turned to dust and smoke!