Daoyuan, unlike Wu You, could not know his grandmother's innermost feelings and thoughts if he wanted to.

But his grandmother's words gave him a gut feeling that something was going to happen.

When Grandma said those words, the Black Mountain Demon didn't react at all. Instead, he lazily lay back down in his carriage, seemingly giving his tacit approval.

In this back-and-forth, the old monk had already attracted the attention of everyone or even the ghosts present.

"Amitabha, this old monk is nearing the end of his life, and I am afraid I will not have the strength to save you young friends and Hero Yan."

The old monk turned his neck with difficulty and showed his apology to his comrade-in-arms.

"Master, don't say that, you don't owe us anything!"

Before anyone else could speak, Ning Caichen was the first to utter this unexpected remark.

This made everyone look at him with new respect, including Nie Xiaoqian.

The old monk nodded slightly to him, glanced at Yan Chixia and the others with a smile, and then turned his head towards the Tree Demon Granny.

"I have cultivated for over sixty years and have some wisdom in Buddhism and Taoism. I have even begun to explore the supernatural powers of Buddhism, such as the ability to know past lives. However, the situation today is unsolvable, and I fear that my cultivation is not enough to take with me to see the Buddha."

The old monk, still shaken but with a calm expression, glanced at the ghost general and the terrifying Black Mountain Demon whose face he could never quite make out.

"I recall past lives, countless eons ago, there was a Buddha, the most venerable among men, named Sun and Moon Lamp; the World-Honored One expounded the Dharma, liberating countless sentient beings and countless billions of Bodhisattvas, leading them into the Buddha's wisdom..."

When the old monk faced the tree demon again, he didn't say anything, but instead began chanting scriptures.

The scripture did not cause any discomfort to the ghosts, and the Tree Demon Granny did not understand its meaning, but that did not prevent her mind from gradually becoming clear as the scripture was read.

Apart from Wu You and the Ghost General, only one other person present knew what scripture it was.

Yan Chixia felt a sense of peace and clarity in his heart, his thoughts became quick and sensitive, and his fear and sorrow gradually subsided.

This is the Lotus Sutra, also known as the Wonderful Dharma Lotus Flower Sutra.

It is one of the most enlightening passages in Buddhist scriptures. It is a teaching given by Buddha Shakyamuni in his later years, clearly stating that everyone, regardless of wealth or social status, can become a Buddha.

Yan Chixia didn't understand why Master Daoyuan was reciting this at such a critical moment. Wouldn't it be more appropriate to change to the Ksitigarbha Sutra to help everyone pass on to the afterlife? Perhaps it was just for peace of mind?

Daoyuan felt that his chanting state was excellent, as if he were divinely aided. He had originally planned to just lay the groundwork for the Lotus Sutra, but now he felt that it contained profound Buddhist wisdom, making the mountains and fields clear and serene.

The Tree Demon Granny really wanted to listen patiently to the end; she loved this feeling, a sensation she had never experienced before. However, she noticed that the Black Mountain Demon seemed to be getting impatient.

The old monk continued chanting scriptures at a steady pace, and golden liquid began to seep from his body—no, it was the old monk's blood mixed with his life's cultivation.

This was a sacrifice of his life and Buddhist teachings to the scriptures. The tree demon grandmother couldn't help but want to interrupt him with a sarcastic remark.

But then Daoyuan stopped.

His presence was barely perceptible, yet his aura grew ever more imposing, like a living Arhat.

His eyes were like golden glass, transparent and clear, like a mirror. Grandma could even see a large tree reflected in the old monk's eyes, as if by illusion.

"In the chaos that created heaven and earth, in the primordial chaos that gave rise to all laws, Jianmu, you are still not enlightened!"

The old monk's last four words were like a thunderclap in a clear sky, bursting forth with a tremendous roar that resounded throughout the heavens and earth. In terms of sheer volume, it was no less powerful than the previous ghost general's roar, in addition to its destructive force.

boom

A thunderous roar erupted in the Tree Demon Granny's heart, a sound like the explosion of the world.

All the images and sounds from the outside world disappeared, all the discussions and voices faded away, and only the old monk's four words continued to echo.

In a daze, the scene unfolded again, but it was no longer the wilderness outside Lanruo Temple, and he was no longer facing a group of ghosts and demons.

This is a chaotic expanse shrouded in light and mist, seemingly devoid of any distinction between time and space.

Wow~

Something seemed to separate the chaos, and then the scene began to fast-forward at an extreme speed.

The evolution of heaven and earth, the struggles and plundering between heaven and earth, the countless ancient wars that shocked the world and are unimaginable to ordinary people, and the calamities that shook the ancient times—all of this seems strangely familiar.

The video finally started to slow down and gradually returned to normal.

The murderous scroll of four giant swords of different colors unfolds in the sky at the limit of vision.

"Then I will cut down this Jianmu tree! Let the heavens and earth collapse!!!"

It was like the ever-echoing voice of the Great Way.

Let the heavens and earth collapse... Let the heavens and earth collapse... Collapse...

Then, endless killing intent converged on "himself".

Pain!! Indescribable pain!!

The Jianmu tree, which connects heaven and earth, was severed. The Zhuxian Sword Formation is the number one killing formation in the world. After it was severed, even the Jianmu tree could not come back to life.

This was followed by a catastrophe that shook the heavens and the earth.

Most of the bodies of the Jianmu tree were taken away by powerful beings or demons, leaving only the stumps behind.

As endless years passed, the stump of the Jianmu tree was buried by the earth, and the world underwent even more drastic changes. Heaven and earth eventually split into fragments and countless worlds, and the stump also broke apart into countless fragments of all sizes during the calamity.

More than a thousand years ago, in a desolate mountain area, a sapling broke through the soil.

When she opened her eyes again, the Tree Demon Granny saw the mountains and fields outside Lanruo Temple once more.

Endless ghost soldiers, the unfathomable Black Mountain Demon, his own group of lesser demons and vengeful spirits, the captured people, and the old monk who was already on his deathbed looking at him.

'So I was formed from a fragment of the Jianmu tree...'

Jianmu is a peaceful tree, and countless creatures dwell on its body. The natural dwelling of Jianmu in the "past life scene" deeply influenced my grandmother.

At the same time, a faint connection formed between himself and a great will.

This delighted the Tree Demon Granny, for only she knew what this will was.

It was a shared aura.

The real Jianmu tree has been resurrected!

That's why, more than a thousand years ago, this tiny fragment of myself was able to revive. However, this part of my consciousness went astray and became a man-eating tree demon that I now find utterly repulsive!

Only when one responds to the essence of Jianmu and recalls oneself does one truly become a part of "Jianmu".

At this point, Grandma was no longer afraid of the Black Mountain Demon.

It stood out, radiating a natural and peaceful aura of life. Wu You knew what it represented, and even Dao Yuan felt that it was a familiar and comforting presence.

"Black Mountain Demon, you can't kill them."

These words were spoken calmly yet firmly, completely unlike the usual Grandma, leaving Nie Xiaoqian and the group of fierce ghosts and demons astonished.

Of course, Yan Chixia and the others were equally surprised, but Daoyuan was overjoyed.

The Black Mountain Demon seemed to become serious, sitting up from the carriage, his previous flippant tone completely gone.

"What do you mean by that, Grandma? And what's with the aura on you?"

Grandma didn't answer the Black Mountain Demon, but instead continued talking to herself.

Go back to your city of the unjustly dead.

At the same time, a strong life force emanated from the area, in stark contrast to the surrounding coldness, causing the temperature in the mountains and fields to rise quietly.

"Extreme Demon Realm~"

Grandma murmured her old signature spells, but apart from the name, the way the spells were emitted and their power were completely different.

"Also, you can't take Xiaoqian with you!"

This sentence conveyed a strong sense of dominance to everyone.

The surrounding ghost soldiers appeared weak and powerless under the intense demonic energy emanating from the surrounding area; even the ghost general could be seen swaying slightly.

The only thing that still felt cold and eerie was the Black Mountain Demon's chariot.

It felt like a minute, yet also like an hour.

A cold snort came from inside the carriage.

"I will remember Grandma's kindness! Let's go."

In the end, no fight broke out. With the departure of the ghost soldiers, ghost generals, and the chariot, everyone and the ghosts felt a great sense of relief.

"Amitabha Buddha, excellent, excellent, the tree benefactor has finally attained enlightenment..."

After saying this, Daoyuan fainted, but he fell into his grandmother's arms.

All reincarnators received a hint from the Supreme God...

Wu You sat in the grand carriage heading to the City of the Wrongfully Dead, but was "watching" Dao Yuan and the others.

The Tree Demon Granny has become an incarnation of the World Tree. After it "realized" that it was part of the Jianmu tree, the original Granny died. From now on, it will move closer and closer to the World Tree.

This process is slow but irreversible, leaving behind only a trace of the grandmother's former personality and memories.

Wu You has been discreet enough. There must be something behind the main god. When he finds out about this change, he will definitely be confused.

Perhaps they really thought that the Tree Demon Granny was a fragment of the Jianmu tree?

After all, even the world Wu You created could not know everything about it, and he also did not believe that the main god or the beings behind the main god could clearly understand everything about the past and future of this other world.

Of course, it cannot be ruled out that "He" can deduce and see it, but certainly not now.

Through Dao Yuan, Wu You had learned about the changes in the main god's mission. It was somewhat mechanical, but it definitely didn't seem like he had discovered anything; perhaps he was still confused.

This test proves that relying solely on the main god is still insufficient; hopefully, there really is a higher being behind it.

Well, even if it gets discovered, if I don't make arrangements for others, it'll just be the sacrifice of Daoyuan...

An old monk who was in a coma suddenly shivered.

Not only World Tree and its other subordinates, Wu You also plans to establish a separate entity.

This is the Black Mountain Demon.

Although the original is gone, it's still possible to spare a part of its consciousness to maintain the shell of a city of the unjustly dead.

Back in the City of the Wrongfully Dead, Wu You and Garuru, who had played the role of a ghost general, finally left; there was no need to stay there any longer…

The first parallel world's Earth.

Wu You came here once again.

Looking back now, this Earth is no longer safe.

As the saying goes, a day in heaven is a year on earth, and the difference in the flow of time means that sixteen or seventeen years have passed here.

In this parallel world, the entire Earth is shrouded in an outbreak of calamity.

Many monsters known as "demons" have appeared, taking away all life force from ordinary people, animals, and plants. Some of them even disguise themselves among people.

In addition, there are various natural disasters and bizarre viruses.

Similarly, the world here also exhibits a spirit of self-resistance, with some superpowered individuals and martial artists gradually emerging, leading humanity to build strong fortresses known as "safe zones."

The Witcher profession enjoyed a brief period of glory, but in Wu You's view, it was nothing more than a final burst of life for this earth.

Qiantang, where "Wu You" is located, has become a well-known safe zone.

Because Wu You, the Vajra King, is one of the strongest warriors currently standing among the Witchers, located here.

Inside a house in the center of Qiantang City.

As the morning sunlight streamed in, King Kong Wu You awoke from his sleep.

I felt a little thirsty and wanted to get the water glass on the table, but even now, when I have nothing to do, I still want to stay in bed. I'm torn between lying down for a while and getting some water.

A hand picked up the water glass and handed it to him.

"Thanks."

But King Kong suddenly paused, turning his head to look at the table beside the bed.

Immediately afterwards, I felt a jolt in my heart.

A young man was sitting cross-legged on the table.

I'm no longer young; my resolute appearance, strong physique, and sparse stubble exude the charm of a powerful man.

But he knew the person at the table all too well—it was himself!

No, it's a younger version of myself, or rather, what I would have looked like if I hadn't been so thin when I was younger.

"Who are you? A new monster?"

Wu You looked at him with a smile.

"I am you~"

The corner of Wu You's mouth twitched on the bed. "Stop joking!" he thought. Just as he was about to say something, the smile on the other person's face suddenly vanished.

Were your parents peaceful when they passed away?

Wu You's expression froze.

"Um."

"You wouldn't disagree if I called you a piece of trash, would you?"

"Um……"

"That's good. Do you have any objections to me taking back your freedom as an alternate entity?"

"Uh-huh?"……

Even in the apocalypse, the morning sun is still bright and warm.

Wu You stretched in bed and got up quickly.

Pull the curtains open completely from halfway.

Suddenly, the room was filled with sunlight.

"This world will not be destroyed."

The tool that adapts to the laws of this universe is the most suitable tool for saving the world here.

Centered on the Qiantang River, a mysterious power called "Dou Qi" and its cultivation methods began to spread among humankind.

Battle aura is different from traditional martial arts and the power of ordinary ability users.

It is the power that brings one's potential to its fullest and continuously drives one's self-evolution.

Its emergence has given many ordinary people who live in fear and anxiety day and night the possibility of having power.

It has injected a powerful boost into the Earth's struggle...

The three goddesses of the Loki world were assimilated by the Mach sisters, and the gods from Lord of the Rings who never appeared in the films were fought over by various high-level alchemical creatures. Even Satan from Hellblazer couldn't escape Sarathor's clutches...

It's not just the world they created on their side, but also the way they gradually infiltrated the main god's side through Daoyuan and other means.

Wu You and his capable subordinates also began to subtly or covertly assimilate or devour their own clones in other worlds.

These clones are one with the author's own will, and each possesses its own rich and varied characteristics and personality, bringing a variety of different perspectives of fun and insights.

It is both an avatar and a part of one's will.