Blissful Purgatory: The Son of Heaven's Qi Perception Breaks the Sea of Desires

Panic appeared in Wu Xuanming's eyes for the first time.

Of course, he was not someone who valued love and righteousness.

But the more someone was like this, the less they could accept becoming someone else's abandoned pawn.

Because he had always believed himself to be the chess player.

Yet with a single sentence, Wang Hao had beaten him from a player back down to a pawn.

And casually trampled him into the mud.

"No!"

Wu Xuanming roared.

"You are lying to me!"

Wang Hao laughed:

"I could certainly be lying to you."

"But do you dare not to believe it?"

Wu Xuanming's body stiffened.

This was a true strike to the heart.

Truth or falsehood no longer mattered.

Once the seed of doubt was planted, it would grow into a poisonous tree on its own.

Wang Hao raised his hand and patted the tower.

"Open the eighth floor."

Boom!

The eighth floor of the Thunder Abyss Demon Suppression Tower lit up.

Deep blue lightning condensed into a hundred-zhang lightning phoenix, its cry shattering the dome of the grand hall.

Wu Xuanming's expression changed drastically as he instantly condensed the Black Water Demon Shield.

The lightning phoenix dove.

Boom!

The black water evaporated.

The demon shield shattered.

Wu Xuanming was blasted backward by the lightning, crashing through the high platform, his entire body charred black.

Before he even landed, Wang Hao took a step into the void.

The aura of the peak of the Sky Realm erupted completely.

God-tier Martial Art—

Heaven-Imprisoning Earth-Overturning Palm.

First palm.

Wang Hao pressed down with one palm. The void condensed into a giant black-gold palm, swatting Wu Xuanming directly into the ground.

Second palm.

The ground collapsed.

Third palm.

Wu Xuanming's protective evil qi fractured.

Fourth palm.

One of his arms was twisted into a pretzel.

Fifth palm.

The array patterns of the entire grand hall wailed in unison.

The crowd watched with their hearts pounding in fear.

Xiao Chen slew the second demonic elder with a single sword strike, turning his head to see Wang Hao wildly bombarding Wu Xuanming, his eyes filled with complex emotions.

He had always known Wang Hao was insidious.

Shameless.

Ruthless.

Loved to deduct performance points.

But at this moment, he had to admit.

This tyrant was truly strong.

Not relying on words.

Not relying on authority.

Not just hiding in the back and scheming.

But daring to personally delve into the enemy's lair, daring to stand before a peak Sky Realm old demon, and beating the opponent until they couldn't even lift their head.

Xiao Chen wiped the blood from his face.

For the first time, an absurd thought arose in his heart.

If this tyrant wasn't so shameless, two-faced, and ruthless...

He might truly be a great emperor.

In the next instant, Wang Hao's sixth palm fell.

Wu Xuanming's sternum was completely shattered.

He lay sprawled on the ground, spewing black blood from his mouth, his eyes filled with extreme venom.

"Wang Hao..."

"Do you think you have won?"

Wang Hao stopped his hands, looking down from above.

"Usually, when someone says that, their next step is to self-destruct."

Wu Xuanming grinned hideously.

"Even better than self-destruction."

He suddenly tore open his chest.

Inside his chest cavity, there was no heart.

There was only a continuously beating black-red fleshy fetus.

On the surface of the fleshy fetus emerged a kind-looking Buddha face.

Wang Hao's eyes narrowed.

A system prompt suddenly popped up.

[Warning!]

[Desire Sea Maitreya core desire seed activated!]

[Demonic Cult Master Wu Xuanming is forcibly fusing with the early-stage Rank Nine anomaly: Myriad Desire Demon Buddha]

Wang Hao did not hesitate.

"Kill him!"

The Thunder Abyss Demon Suppression Tower lit up again.

The eighth floor's lightning phoenix struck repeatedly!

Chu Tianque's blood sword slashed over!

Ten Sky Realm patriarchs turned around simultaneously!

But it was already too late.

Laughing maniacally, Wu Xuanming pressed the fleshy fetus into his glabella.

"Wang Hao! I shall transform into the Desire Sea Maitreya!"

"Accompany this seat into absolute bliss!"

Boom—!

Endless pink-black mist exploded from his body.

The grand hall disappeared.

The demon cave disappeared.

Heaven and earth flipped upside down.

Before everyone's eyes appeared a ten-thousand-zhang demon Buddha.

Its upper body had kind features, a round belly, a bizarre smile on its face, and its hands forming the wish-granting mudra.

Its lower body, however, was a desire sea lotus pedestal piled high with countless entangled fleshy human shadows, slowly squirming and emitting whispers that shook the mind.

Behind the Buddha statue, a thousand arms spread out.

In each hand, it held an object of temptation.

Wine pot.

Scepter.

Jade slip.

Pearl.

Sweet dreams.

Immortality.

Power.

Revenge.

All desires materialized into substance.

Anomaly Domain—

Blissful Purgatory.

Descended.

When Wang Hao opened his eyes, he found himself standing in the Golden Throne Room.

Outside the hall, tens of thousands of commoners were kneeling and bowing.

The ministers cheered in unison.

"Long live His Majesty, long live, long long live!"

Above the dragon throne, nine golden dragons coiled.

Heaven and earth were clear and bright.

The four seas were unified.

There were no demons.

No anomalies.

No Xie Wujiu.

No Western Regions.

No schemes that required him to exhaust his mind to calculate.

Wei Zhongxian knelt below the hall, old tears streaming down his face:

"Your Majesty, the world is settled, you can finally rest."

Wang Hao looked down at himself.

He was wearing a black-gold dragon robe, holding the Imperial Seal of the State in his palm.

Gentle whispers sounded in his ear.

"Sit on it."

"As long as you sit on it, you will be the eternal emperor."

"No one will betray you."

"No one will disobey."

"No one will make you worry anymore."

Wang Hao was silent for a moment.

Then he smiled.

"Fake."

The surrounding voices stagnated.

Wang Hao raised his eyes, his gaze mocking.

"If I truly sat in the position of the eternal emperor, the first thing I would do is definitely make Xiao Chen write a hundred-thousand-word combat summary."

"In this illusion of yours, he actually isn't cursing me."

"Too unrealistic."

Boom!

The Golden Throne Room cracked open.

The worshipping masses twisted into fleshy human shadows.

Black Buddha patterns grew on the faces of the ministers.

The fragrant wind of desire blew against his face, attempting to drill into Wang Hao's seven orifices.

The true essence within Wang Hao's body jolted.

The Son of Heaven's Qi Divination technique was activated.

In an instant, the world before his eyes changed.

It was no longer the golden hall.

Instead, it was an endless pink-black ocean.

Countless illusion bubbles floated on the surface of the sea.

Trapped inside each bubble was an ally.

Some saw the Immortal Palace of Longevity.

Some saw dead relatives.

Some saw their enemies kneeling and begging for mercy.

Some saw themselves ruling the world.

The Desire Sea Maitreya's anomaly domain did not kill with fear.

But with desire.

Fear could be severed by courage.

Desire, however, often wore the skin of dreams.

Wang Hao looked up.

In the distance, the ten-thousand-zhang demon Buddha sat cross-legged on the desire sea lotus pedestal, its thousand arms stretched out, smiling as it gazed at all living beings.

That smile was so compassionate it made one's hair stand on end.

"All living beings suffer."

"Enter my absolute bliss."

"All that you seek shall be obtained."

The voice was like a Buddhist bell, striking directly into the divine soul.

Many Astral Qi Realm experts had dazed looks in their eyes, their bodies slowly sinking towards the sea of desire.

Once they sank in, their physical bodies and divine souls would be devoured by the lotus pedestal, becoming a part of the Desire Sea Maitreya.

Wang Hao snorted coldly.

"All that I seek shall be obtained?"

"I seek your death, will you give it to me?"

The demon Buddha's smile stiffened slightly.

Wang Hao raised his hand, and the Thunder Abyss Demon Suppression Tower emerged.

But he did not bombard it immediately.

Within the anomaly domain, attacking blindly would only waste strength.

He had to gather his allies first.

The Son of Heaven's Qi Divination circulated to its absolute limit.

He saw pillars of qi.

Ice blue was the Vice Palace Master of the Ice and Snow Divine Palace.

Blood red like a sword was Chu Tianque.

Purple-gold dragon qi was the Ren Family's Patriarch.

And there was Xiao Chen's exotic fire golden lotus, violently struggling inside an illusion bubble.

Wang Hao took a step forward.

He arrived directly outside Xiao Chen's illusion.

Inside the bubble, Xiao Chen stood before a mountain gate.

Written on the gate was Cauldron Pill Sect.

His master was still alive.

His fellow disciples were still alive.

All those who had died were smiling.

His master patted his shoulder:

"Chen'er, you have already become the number one alchemist in the world."

"Stay."

"There is no Wang Hao here."

"No war."

"No death."

Xiao Chen's eyes were filled with pain, his hand gripping the sword trembling constantly.

This was his deepest desire.

Not fame or fortune.

Not power.

Only that the people he lost could return.

Wang Hao stood outside the bubble and watched for a moment.

Then he raised his hand and shattered the illusion with a single slap.

Bang!

The Cauldron Pill Sect exploded.

His master exploded.

His fellow disciples exploded.

Xiao Chen jolted awake, his eyes red.

Seeing Wang Hao, his first words were:

Couldn't you be a little gentler?

Wang Hao said indifferently:

I could, but there's no need.

Xiao Chen gritted his teeth: That was my master.

Wang Hao said: It was a fake.

Xiao Chen fell silent.

Wang Hao looked at him:

If you really want to see them, survive this war.

Then chop down all the aberrations that killed them.

Xiao Chen gripped his sword tightly.

The confusion in his eyes gradually dissipated, leaving only cold sword intent.

Lead the way.

Wang Hao nodded.

Next location.

In Ye Guyun's illusion, he stood by a solitary moonlit lake.

The reflection of a woman appeared in the lake.

Wang Hao took one look and directly shattered it with a wave of his hand.

Ye Guyun woke up, his expression changing rarely.

Your Majesty, did you see?

Wang Hao said: I don't gossip.

Ye Guyun breathed a sigh of relief.

Wang Hao added: But the recording crystal might have seen it.

Ye Guyun: ...

For the first time, he felt the urge to draw his blade and hack at the emperor.

Next location.

Wanyan Gu's illusion was the most outrageous.

He sat in front of a mountain of roasted meat, fine wine in his left hand, a great axe in his right, surrounded by a group of barbarian beauties shouting Number one warrior of the Northern Barbarians and I want to have your babies.

Wang Hao was silent for a moment.

That's it?

The New Emperor Sword popped up from the side, full of disgust:

His desires are so plain.

Wang Hao kicked the mountain of roasted meat to pieces.

After Wanyan Gu woke up in shock, his first reaction was not gratitude.

Instead, he roared in grief and indignation:

My roasted whole cow!

Wang Hao said: It was a fake.

Wanyan Gu said, heartbroken:

Even a fake one smells delicious!

Qin Hongye's illusion was a battlefield.

With one thrust of her spear, she overturned ten thousand enemies. Her red clothes were like fire, and countless soldiers behind her shouted for the Valkyrie.

Wang Hao didn't mock her; he just shattered the illusion with a single palm strike.

After Qin Hongye woke up, she took a deep breath.

Many thanks.

Wang Hao nodded:

When we get back, add a thousand words to your battle summary, writing about why you want to be a Valkyrie.

Qin Hongye's expression stiffened.

I take back my thanks.

Wang Hao continued to gather people along the way.

Ten Skysoaring Realm ancestors successively broke free.

Chu Tianque was the simplest.

In his illusion, the entire Crimson Moon Demon Sect knelt before him, letting him slaughter them.

Before Wang Hao even made a move, Chu Tianque shattered the illusion with a single sword strike.

When he opened his eyes, his blood-red clothes fluttered.

Fakes aren't satisfying enough to kill.

Wang Hao glanced at him.

You are quite sick.

Chu Tianque said calmly:

Likewise.

Before long, all the surviving experts had gathered.

But their numbers had dwindled.

Three peak Astral Aura Realm cultivators couldn't hold on and were dragged away by the sea of desire.

In the distance, on the lotus seat of the sea of desire, three more faces twisted in pain appeared.

Everyone's expression turned ugly.

The terror of the Blissful Purgatory lay in the fact that it didn't care about one's cultivation level.

As long as one had desires, a crack would be pried open.

And it was impossible for a human to have no desires.

Wang Hao looked toward the distant demon buddha.

Under the Emperor's Qi Observation Art, he saw a mass of black-red destiny beating violently in the center of the ten-thousand-foot buddha phantom.

That was Wu Xuanming.

And also the core of the Desire Sea Maitreya's aberration domain.

Wu Xuanming hadn't been completely swallowed yet.

After merging with the Desire Sea Maitreya, he had instead become the core anchor.

Kill him.

And the aberration domain could be broken.

But the problem was that the Desire Sea Maitreya was at the early stage of the Ninth Tier. Even if it wasn't mature, it still possessed the oppressive might of a Martial God.

In front of it, the ten Skysoaring Realm experts all felt their breathing grow heavy.

The demon buddha lowered its head, its thousand arms slowly spreading open.

In each hand, seductive magical treasures radiated light.

A golden scepter smashed down.

A Skysoaring Realm ancestor swung his palm to block it, but was blasted back a hundred zhang, the webbing between his thumb and forefinger splitting open.

The Joyous Union fragrant mist turned into pink snakes, pouncing toward everyone's divine souls.

The Vice Palace Master of the Ice Snow Divine Palace immediately froze the fragrant mist, but her face still turned slightly pale.

Jade slips recording peerless cultivation methods flew out, turning into countless characters that drilled toward the cultivators' glabella.

The Grand Elder of the Illusory Sea Immortal Sect sneered, countering with dream mist.

But in the next breath, his expression changed.

This thing is learning my illusion arts!

The Desire Sea Maitreya's smile deepened.

The desires of all living beings are my food.

The more you struggle, the deeper the sea of desire becomes.

Wang Hao stood at the very front of the crowd, his black armor fluttering.

The Thunder Abyss Demon Suppressing Pagoda hovered in his left hand.

The New Emperor Sword turned into a black-robed youth, standing on his right, his eyes terrifyingly bright.

Can this be eaten?

The New Emperor Sword asked.

Wang Hao looked at the ten-thousand-foot demon buddha and said indifferently:

Yes.

The New Emperor Sword was excited.

How do we eat it?

Wang Hao raised his hand, and the aura of the Heaven Imprisoning Earth Overturning Palm began to condense.

First palm.

Second palm.

Third palm.

Black and gold palm prints layered on top of each other, pressing down so hard that the sea of desire churned.

The eighth floor of the Thunder Abyss Demon Suppressing Pagoda lit up at the same time, and a spectral blue thunder phoenix fluttered its wings in the pagoda door, ready to fly out.

Wang Hao's voice was calm, but it cut across everyone's hearts like a blade.

First, smash the pot.

Then, chop the meat into pieces.

Finally, let you eat it slowly.

The New Emperor Sword grinned.

Tyrant, I like your cooking style.

Xiao Chen and the others stood behind Wang Hao, covered in wounds, but they gripped their weapons tightly once again.

They knew that what came next was the real battle to the death.

Not a sneak attack.

Not a decapitation strike.

But clashing head-on with the early Ninth Tier Myriad Desire Demon Buddha within the aberration domain.

Wang Hao looked up at the black-red core between the demon buddha's eyebrows.

There, Wu Xuanming's venomous voice sounded:

Wang Hao!

In my Blissful Purgatory, you will all become part of the sea of desire!

Wang Hao smiled.

Wu Xuanming.

Did you forget one thing?

For someone like me, my greatest desire...

He took a step into the void.

His peak Skysoaring Realm aura explosively surged.

The three Heaven Imprisoning palm prints merged into one.

The thunder phoenix let out a long cry.

The New Emperor Sword transformed into a black light that circled around his body.

Wang Hao's eyes were cold, but a smile hung on his lips.

...is to squeeze dry everyone who schemes against me, taking back both the principal and the interest.

Boom!

The thunder phoenix left the pagoda.

The palm print covered the sky.

All the experts erupted simultaneously.

The sea of desire of the Blissful Purgatory was forcefully torn open, revealing a massive rift.

The ten-thousand-foot demon buddha put away its smile for the first time.

And Wang Hao was already charging toward its glabella.

Target—

The aberration domain core, Wu Xuanming.