Lin Dan originally wanted to walk around the city and find out what was going on, but the people in the city seemed to be very afraid of warriors, and they dodged and retreated when they saw her coming. She didn't like bullying the weak, and she didn't want to capture a commoner for questioning. But she didn't catch people, but others did. Several warriors wearing black clothes with flame patterns embroidered on the cuffs and collars forcibly pushed open the door of a house and took away all the old and young who were hiding in the house.
"What did they do wrong?" Lin Dan walked over and asked.
The leading warrior pushed her away impatiently and cursed, "Get out of the way and stop meddling in other people's business, or I'll arrest you and throw you into the Plague City to play with those sick ghosts!"
Lin Dan stepped aside and watched them take the person away.
Bai Yan sighed and said, "Stop looking, let's go too."
Lin Dan glanced at him, then suddenly tapped her toes and disappeared on the spot. Bai Yan had already expected her to do this and immediately chased after her. The two men quietly followed the line of warriors and arrived at a towering city wall. On the top of the wall stood a canopy made of peacock feathers. A pale and thin man was sitting lazily under the canopy, surrounded by many beautiful women. Several monks in robes stood beside him, with their hands clasped together, chattering about something.
The man spat out the fruit core in his mouth, cursed, and looked very impatient.
Lin Dan and Bai Yan knocked out the two warriors, changed into tight clothes embroidered with flame patterns, and slowly walked to the foot of the city wall. Then they heard one of the monks say, "Amitabha, Donor Yan, what you did is against the harmony of heaven. You'd better turn back as soon as possible."
The thin man grinned and said, "I won't turn back, what can you do to me? You, the great Master Fazhao, can't do anything to me, so why should I be afraid of the Avici Hell and the retribution after death? If there is really retribution in life, why do I still live so freely? It shows that all your words are lies, which can only fool those ignorant fools!"
Master Fazhao? Lin Dan's eyes dimmed slightly. She never expected that the youngest monk was the third-ranked Grand Master Fazhao. He had a high nose, broad eyebrows, eyes like cold stars, and a cinnabar mole on his forehead, which made his unparalleled handsome face look even more radiant and holy. At this moment, he was reciting scriptures with his eyes slightly closed, and his expression looked helpless.
Seeing him like this, the thin man became even more proud and continued, "You come here every year, don't you find it annoying? Well, well, well, I will be kind this time and allow you to sit on the wall and recite the Sutra for the Dead for these sick ghosts."
Fazhao was at a loss as to what to do, so he sat down on the wall and began to recite scriptures. The monks he brought with him also set up their temple and chanted slowly.
The thin man said maliciously: "After not coming for a few days, many of these sick ghosts have died. Come on, bring some more people to the city!"
Several warriors quickly dragged the newly captured people, young and old, to the top of the wall. Lin Dan reacted very quickly. He immediately grabbed a little boy by the collar and blended into the team. Bai Yan sighed helplessly and followed him.
As the group stepped onto the top of the wall, they were almost fainted by the stench that hit them in the face. Looking closely, they saw a dilapidated neighborhood under the wall. Many patients with rotten bodies and mutilated limbs were staggering on the road like wandering ghosts. They were infected with the plague and were isolated, watching themselves gradually turn into a pool of rotting flesh.
When they died, their bodies were burned and their houses were buried, and a new town could be built in a few years. However, the thin man found pleasure in their desperate struggle. He isolated this place and built a city within a city. When he saw that the patients were almost dying, he captured healthy citizens and threw them in to feed the plague patients for fun.
He gave them no clothes to wear and no food to eat. He threw living creatures down and watched them pounce on him like evil spirits, tearing them apart and devouring their blood and raw flesh. Gradually, he discovered that these patients began to kill each other and eat human flesh, and he found even greater pleasure in this. Every once in a while, he would capture some people and push them off the city wall, so that he could watch them being torn into pieces by the patients.
He could have been kind to his fellow citizens and eradicated the plague completely, but he turned this place into a plague city for his own amusement. He is the most cruel and cruel person in the world!
Lin Dan pinched the little boy's collar, his eyes gradually turning cold. The little boy was so scared that his face turned pale and he kept calling for his parents.
Master Fazhao came to the Plague City every year and tried to persuade the city lord, but this was the first time he saw him release the citizens with his own eyes. He could no longer recite the scriptures, so he slowly stood up and said, "Donor Yan, you passed!"
The thin man ignored him and stretched out his hand to Lin Dan, saying, "Give me this brat. The brat has tender meat, and sick ghosts love to eat it the most."
Lin Dan held the little boy's collar tightly and never took a step. Bai Yan transmitted the message into the secret passage: Lin Dan, don’t be impulsive. This is the territory of Emperor Yan. This man is the only descendant of Emperor Yan, named Yan Zhaotian. If you kill him, Emperor Yan will never stop fighting you!
Those who have cultivated to the level of Grand Master all have their own sphere of influence, and they rarely interfere with each other. This is an established rule. If a conflict arises between the two grandmasters, it will inevitably lead to a war between the two sects, or even between multiple countries, and will affect more than tens of millions of people. Therefore, although Master Fazhao could not stand what Yan Zhaotian did, he could do nothing about it except to advise him.
Seeing that Lin Dan remained motionless, Bai Yan transmitted his message again: The Yanhuang technique is special. After one has cultivated it to perfection, he will no longer be able to have offspring. In other words, Yan Zhaotian is his only and last offspring, no different from his eyeball. You'd better think before you act. You are not alone, you have the East Saint Church behind you.
Lin Dan finally looked at him and said in a voice transmission: I have no relationship with the East Saint Church anymore. Since they are acting under my name, they should be prepared to bear the consequences. That's their choice, not mine. Is this monk here to persuade Yan Zhaotian? Look at him chanting Amitabha all day long, what’s the use?
When the two were talking in secret, Yan Zhaotian had already lost his patience and said sternly, "I asked you to bring that brat over here, didn't you hear me? Well, I will throw you down there to keep him company!"
However, before he could finish his words, Lin Dan had already picked up the little boy, flew forward, and kicked Yan Zhaotian off the city wall. The guards on his left and right were all top-notch masters, including a half-step grandmaster, but none of them could catch sight of Lin Dan. When they wanted to save people again, Lin Dan had already slashed out a knife shadow, taking off dozens of heads. The half-step master only had time to take half a step forward before his head and body were separated.
Lin Dan threw the little boy to Bai Yan and stayed on the city wall. She would kill anyone who tried to go down to rescue people. In just a moment, she had chopped all the followers of the thin man to death.
The thin man was unable to practice martial arts due to his physical condition, and his mentality had long been distorted. He was used to watching others struggle in despair. But now, he was the one struggling for help, and he didn't feel any pleasure at all. Seeing those plague patients who were neither human nor ghost rushing towards him, he dodged and shouted: "Do you know who I am? You'd better rescue me quickly, otherwise my father will skin you alive!"
Lin Dan stood on the wall, looking at him indifferently. Fazhao took a step forward, as if he wanted to go down to rescue her, but she pointed a knife at his chest, blocking his way. The violent energy surged and surged at the tip of the knife, and it had already cut through the cassock before it got close, causing Fazhao to look stunned. He looked at Lin Dan, then at Bai Yan whose true face was revealed, and said in a deep voice: "If Shura is born, the whole world will punish him!" From this, it can be seen that he also knows a lot about the cruel past, and even like Bai Yan, he has received teachings from his master.
Lin Dan's reaction was calm. She just glanced at Fazhao indifferently and then lowered her head. In just a few moments, the thin man was caught up by a group of plague patients and torn into pieces. He never thought that retribution would come so quickly.
Looking at the plague patients who had long been tortured to the point of losing their humanity, Lin Dan closed his eyes, then jumped off the wall and killed them all with his sword. More blood splattered and spread around her body, making this already dilapidated neighborhood look even more like hell.
Fazhao frowned and immediately wanted to fly down to kill the murderer, but was blocked by Bai Yan.
"Fa Zhao, you come to Plague City every year, but have you ever saved a wronged soul? Have you ever stopped this demon? You chant Amitabha, Amitabha all day long, but what is the point and use of it in terms of worldly affairs, ethics, good and evil? Do you know that just a few days ago, she had killed all the seven villains on the wanted list, bringing a moment of peace to this chaotic world. You and I are in high positions and should have taken on great responsibilities, but what we have done is not even one ten-thousandth of what she has done. If we follow your method, when will this Plague City disappear, and when will the wronged souls in this city be saved? People have good and evil, and Buddhas also have angry-eyed Vajra."
Bai Yan turned around, pointed at Lin Dan's bloodstained back and said, "In your eyes, she is a bloodthirsty Shura, but in my eyes, she is a Buddha who saves all living beings. These patients have been taken care of by Yan Zhaotian for more than ten years. The plague that was originally expected to be cured has now developed into a terrible disease. Even the medical immortals in the Medical Valley can't cure it. What else can you and I do? Do you think that keeping them locked up here and letting them endure longer, day and night pain and despair is what you call compassion? What's worse, if Yan Zhaotian gets tired of playing one day and wants to try a new way of playing, so he opens the gate of the Plague City and lets the patients out, what do you think will happen to the outer city, what will happen to this vassal state, and even what will happen to the Dongtang Continent?"
Fazhao lowered his eyes and saw that there was no joy on Lin Dan's face, but instead a deep sadness. While she was killing people, she had the thought of saving them in her heart. The plague patients who were fleeing in all directions at first gradually stopped, then knelt on the ground and kowtowed to her, then raised their necks, ready to be killed.
Struggling in despair day and night, they no longer want to live! Whoever can give them pain is their great benefactor.
Lin Dan paused slightly while swinging the knife, then closed her eyes and charged forward. The blood was warm, but her heart was cold. Her body felt comfortable, but her mind was filled with raging rage. There are too many injustices in the world. Since she is destined to become a god of death, she will kill all the evil people in the world and eliminate all the evil in the world! She is alone and is not afraid of the Flame Emperor, so naturally she is not afraid of life or death.
Fazhao stared at Lin Dan's bloodstained back. After a long while, he withdrew his powerful internal force, clasped his hands together and said, "Amitabha, I am so ashamed!"
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