indianbanksassociation Chapter 560 New Directors of the Martial Arts Association, 4th Autonomous Prefecture
Chapter 560 New Directors of the Martial Arts Association, 4th Autonomous Prefecture
Chapter 560 New Directors of the Martial Arts Association, Fourth Autonomous Prefecture
The dust has settled.
Amidst the shattered ruins of the Kalachakra Palace, Bai Ze slowly landed.
Strands of scarlet blood energy permeated the surroundings, and after the Kalachakra Palace was no longer used as a vessel to conceal its inner darkness, it was completely exposed.
Many cracked walls exposed jagged white bones, and as wisps of blood drifted by, the distorted phantoms of skulls vaguely appeared.
Martial artists below the eighth star level, once they die, don't even qualify to be ghosts; their souls simply dissipate.
Only an eight-star martial artist who has condensed their life soul can allow their spirit to exist briefly after death. At the tenth star level, they can even reside in the world for a long time in their primordial spirit body, finding a suitable physical body to possess.
The blood and bones used in the rituals of the Kalachakra Palace could not possibly be so extravagant; 99% of them came from ordinary martial artists.
Even so, they were able to accumulate a collection of resentment similar to a soul, achieving a qualitative change from a quantitative one, which shows that these lamas are truly ruthless.
Bai Ze waved away the blood energy with some disgust.
Although he could also absorb this blood essence, and the Xuanhuang Dao Body could draw upon all the primordial energy in the world, Bai Ze chose to politely decline, given its origin.
How is this any different from eating corpses?
However, the fact that Zize does not absorb it does not mean that certain entities do not want it.
"Get out here."
Bai Ze gave a soft shout, and an invisible force forced the two phantoms to appear.
Two skeletal demonic figures, wearing five-skull crowns and blue robes, appeared amidst the blood-red aura, and karmic flames, both real and illusory, ignited upon their appearance.
"Bai Ze!"
"You think killing Karma Norbu will pacify Ü-Tsang?"
The two, the master and his wife, each spoke a sentence, their hollow tone barely concealing a hint of exasperation.
"The beliefs of Tibet are deeply rooted; even if you destroy the Kalachakra Temple, you cannot change their minds."
"And during this period of stagnation, our faith will rapidly grow stronger by drawing upon the corpses of the Kalachakra Temple."
"Give us the life force of this Wheel Palace, and we will give you some time to appease those believers."
The master and mistress of the Corpse Forest also witnessed Bai Ze's previous act of reversing time.
They knew they were incapable of doing such a thing, so even though they deeply resented Bai Ze's meddling, their words still betrayed their fear.
In reality, what Bai Ze did wasn't as magical as it seemed.
It's said to be a reversal of time, but in reality, it's a restoration of matter.
Moreover, Bai Ze does not restore all matter in an instant, but rather it is a process.
During this process, Bai Ze continuously consumed his spiritual energy, while simultaneously replenishing it with his Xuanhuang Dao Body.
If Bai Ze were to complete all the restorations in an instant, even if his mental energy were completely depleted, he still wouldn't be able to do it.
The shaman of the charnel ground could not see through the power of words to manifest law, which is why he was so wary.
However, they did not give up the easy prey because of their fear, but instead planned to exchange the temporary peace of the Tibetan Plateau for their blood and strength.
The charnel ground master operated his faith under the guise of Tantric deities and Buddhas. Although the Kalachakra Palace was destroyed, the traces of Tantric faith still remain and are difficult to remove.
The Lord of the charnel ground, and even the unseen Lakshmi, can take advantage of this gap to receive faith and bring those believers under their wing.
"Change their mindset?"
Upon hearing this, Bai Ze chuckled softly, "Is that so?"
At some point, the fervor at the foot of the mountain had subsided.
The cheers and applause that had been pouring in had ceased, and no one was seen attempting to climb the broken mountaintop.
"you"
The firelight in the eye sockets of the two skulls flickered, as they seemed incredulous at the strange sight before them.
Even if these two evil gods find a vessel and descend in their true forms, it would probably be difficult for them to control hundreds of thousands of people silently in such a short time.
This method... who exactly is the evil god?
The master of the charnel ground only regarded Bai Ze's methods as some kind of bewitching technique, but he did not expect that Bai Ze's control was more profound.
Bai Ze calmly repeated what he had said earlier: "The freedom of the strong comes from the power to turn everything around."
"If I can save them, I can also shut them up."
As he spoke, Bai Ze lightly raised his palm, and an invisible vortex appeared on his palm.
The blood energy from all directions, like rivers flowing into the sea, was constantly drawn in by the invisible vortex, and in the blink of an eye, it condensed into a blood-red crystal.
"If you want blood and energy, you can have it."
Bai Ze looked at the Master of the Corpse Forest with a half-smile, "Be my dog."
"presumptuous!"
The crimson flames surrounding the charnel ground exploded, filling the sky with fire, as if purgatory had descended.
"You, a mere mortal martial artist who hasn't even ascended to godhood, dare to make us submit!"
The skeleton on the right cried out in a shrill female voice.
Those who can descend from the spirit realm and become aware of Earth are beings with divine power strong enough to rival warriors who have broken through the gates of the gods.
Its divine essence is vast and boundless, forming an internal cycle that is inexhaustible.
With his uncanny spiritual abilities and the presence of two evil gods, the Lord of the Corpse Forest is unafraid of any powerful figure who can break through a first-level barrier.
With such strength, it's impossible for them to submit to Bai Ze's deal, let alone become his dog.
"I, a mere mortal martial artist, have already defeated you once, defeated you again, and even killed you... I suppose even if I can't now, it shouldn't be too long."
Bai Ze looked at the blood-red crystal and said, "If you don't want to be a dog, get out of Dongxia."
"Go to India, you can wreak havoc there. That way, when I break through the Heavenly Barrier in the future, I can give you a chance to back out."
What opportunity?
Of course, it's a chance to be a dog.
The eyes of the charnel master and his wife burst into dazzling flames, their karmic fire raging fiercely, but they could only put on a show.
Previously, using the Red Sun Dharma King as a channel to attack Bai Ze's mind was useless, and it is even less likely to be useful now.
"Bai Ze!"
"We will make you pay for your arrogant words today sooner or later."
In the end, the Lord of the charnel ground could only leave behind these words of defeat and resentment before disappearing.
As for what they will do next, Bai Ze doesn't care.
If they dare to remain in Dongxia, then all their followers will be slaughtered.
If he were to take his followers to India, it would be a good opportunity to find the followers of Palden Lhamo, as well as the remaining esoteric Buddhists who had already smuggled themselves there.
Bai Ze couldn't tamper with the mortuary masters, but tampering with their followers was easy for him.
The four Dharma Kings of Kalachakra and the high-ranking officials of Shingon Temple have all fled to the ancient land of India and are about to head to the Western Union to meet with Acala.
However, Bai Ze's spies were also everywhere on Immovable Venerable's side. If he planted spies here as well, the remnants of the Tantric sect would have virtually no secrets left for Bai Ze.
"I find it difficult to harm my own people, but I have no qualms about dealing with these fanatical cultists and other ethnic groups."
As Bai Ze spoke, he clenched his fist and took the blood-red crystal into his newly created space.
"Get up and lead the way for me."
He looked at the ruins not far away, where a figure stood up as Bai Ze spoke.
His lean, iron-like body was still bleeding from sword wounds, but the hostility on his face had completely disappeared, leaving only humility.
The Kalachakra Temple's heritage still holds some value.
If we exclude the effects on the mind and spirit, that Buddhist mantra that stimulates internal energy is an invaluable basic skill.
Countless people are willing to pay the price to stimulate their internal energy, even if that price is shortening their lifespan.
This method, though basic, is enough to demonstrate the talent of its creator.
Furthermore, the Kalachakra Palace... It was with the help of the Kalachakra Palace and the Lord of the charnel ground that the Red Sun Dharma King was able to contend with the White Ze.
Otherwise, even if he were a ten-star martial artist, he would only be a speed bump for Bai Ze.
Of course, it's not bad as it may be, but it's best not to look at this dregs of magical artifact crafting.
"Yes."
King Shanlu bowed in response, then led the way, as if welcoming a true Buddha, leading Bai Ze into the dilapidated council hall of the Shilun Palace Martial Arts Association, where an emergency meeting was being held.
Apart from the martial artists who went to the Mountain and Sea Realm, the rest of the martial arts association's management, even if they were not at headquarters, needed to participate in this meeting via projector.
The key to the meeting, of course, was the betrayal of the Kalachakra Temple.
"The Slug Autonomous Region opposes direct attack."
The representative of the Slu Autonomous Prefecture stood up and declared loudly, "According to federal law, autonomous prefectures enjoy a high degree of autonomy. Currently, there is no substantial, irrefutable evidence to prove the betrayal of the Kalachakra Palace; only the one-sided accounts of certain individuals. We should allow the West Sea Autonomous Prefecture..."
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Conduct a self-examination, and then decide whether to intervene based on the situation.
As one of the autonomous regions, the Slug Autonomous Region opposes anything that involves autonomy.
Once this precedent is set, who knows when it will be the turn of the Slug Autonomous Region?
As he spoke, the representative from the Slug Autonomous Region looked at some figures sitting in the front row, hoping they would voice their support for him.
This matter is also related to Bai Ze, and these opponents will certainly not let this opportunity pass.
Now the Slug Autonomous Oblast is happy to take the lead, without needing them to personally intervene, offer support, or simply play the peacemaker.
However, this time, the outcome anticipated by the Slug Autonomous Region representatives did not occur.
All the important figures from Yanjing sat upright, appearing solemn and respectful at the meeting.
This gave the Slug Autonomous Region representative a bad feeling.
It was at this moment that the Wushu Association's supercomputer issued a notification.
Jaguar!
[Half an hour ago, Bai Ze, hailed as "Heaven's Will," personally went to the Great Snow Mountain and killed the two Dharma Kings of the Kalachakra Palace, along with their followers. Except for Dharma King Shanlu, all the other traitors have been executed.]
"Whoosh!"
Exclamations, the sound of chairs moving, and the creaking of someone losing control of their breath—all sorts of sounds converged into a wave that echoed through the council chamber.
Even those who knew some of the inside story beforehand, and knew that this was a military genius who personally gave the order, lost their composure upon receiving the news of victory.
How long has it been since the news broke?
The Kalachakra Palace has been wiped out?
Although the four venerable ones are not mentioned in the story, it is still quite awe-inspiring.
It's not over yet; the updates are still ongoing.
Following the good news, a huge projection was cast down from above the council chamber.
The projection of the God of War appeared in mid-air.
"I hereby appoint Bai Ze, whom I believe to be of divine will, as a member of the Martial Arts Association Council, to represent me in the upcoming agreement regarding the plan to eliminate the enemies of the gods."
As soon as he finished speaking, his words caused another huge stir.
The council members of the martial arts association are generally appointed by martial artists from the Heavenly Gate, and they must also be martial artists from the Heavenly Gate who participated in the construction of the martial arts association.
This position can be inherited, but it is basically the same Heavenly Gate Warrior.
The rare exception is that the council members are appointed by the Federal Parliament.
In addition, even if the other council members rarely appear on weekdays and entrust their affairs to people they trust, that position still belongs to them.
Bai Ze's current situation is unprecedented.
But since it was the God of War who spoke...:
Today we have the first example.
Divine Enemy generally does not personally interfere in the affairs of the Martial Arts Association and uses power cautiously. However, once Divine Enemy uses power, no one can oppose him.
The world of great power belongs to itself; in the end, strength reigns supreme.
The strength of a divine enemy is the greatest power.
None of the attendees dared to question him; instead, they were all discussing the newly appointed director.
Meanwhile, another matter mentioned by the military genius also attracted the attention of some interested parties.
A plan to oppose the faith of God.
The initial launch of this plan that year helped the Third Divine Enemy take its final step.
Now that it's restarted, who will be the next beneficiary?
The scene in the council chamber was displayed in real time in the president's office of the Martial Arts Association, transformed into a huge projection and presented to the viewers.
The God of War's divine sense transformed into a phantom figure, watching this scene alongside the other two council members who were currently at the Martial Arts Association.
"God of War, this move... replacing Wang Qingcang as the resident martial artist of Tianguan," said Song Tianyuan, the principal of Yujing Martial Arts University, with a wry smile. "Bai Ze is still too young. It may not be appropriate for him to suddenly rise to a high position."
"Do you think his power has diminished now?"
The God of War chuckled, "Guess why Douglas obediently withdrew from the Steel Continent back then, and who controls the Steel Continent now? 'Under the sun is the Emperor, in the darkness is the King of Fighters,' this saying is quite widely circulated in Japan these days."
"That's fake. Under the sun, there's still King of Fighters. Even the Emperor of Japan listens to King of Fighters now."
On the other side, Nangong Shuo, wearing a white coat, pushed up his glasses and said, "According to the investigation by federal agents and the deductions of several Yi masters from Taiyi Academy, the actual controller of the Steel Continent is Bai Ze, who is acting in Japan under the name of the King of Fighters."
Song Tianyuan was stunned.
How come this Bai Ze you mentioned shares the same name as the top student at their Yujing Martial Arts University?
Is this the same person?
Song Tianyuan never imagined that he, a hands-off principal, would become a legend in the education field.
This is a student of our Yujing Martial Arts University, our top student.
"I'm just finding a pretext to legitimize his power."
The God of War laughed and said, "Besides, how can we get this shadow emperor of Japan to serve the Federation if we don't give him a title?"
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