Without a second word, Chu Hao transformed into a streak of light, heading towards the sea eye of the South Sea.
Sure enough, above the South Sea, a black storm was rapidly expanding.
Once this demonic storm formed, its scale would likely surpass even the Chaos Storm that Chu Hao had released back then!
The difference was that the Chaos Storm would nourish all things, but this Demonic Storm would demonize everyone, plunging the continent into bloody storms and causing widespread suffering.
[A great terror is about to be born. Take a moment during your workday to resolve this world-ending crisis.]
[Suppress the Demonic Storm above the South Sea for four hundred years]
[Reward 1: One hundred years to one hundred million years of cultivation!]
[Reward 2: Suppress the birth of a great terror, and receive great merit]
Chu Hao raised an eyebrow. There was no rush to awaken the Journey to the West group; he just needed to do it before their journey began.
Besides, the timing wasn't right yet.
After all, they hadn't reached their breaking point. Only when they did would Chu Hao's appearance be meaningful and maximize his impact.
Chu Hao suddenly changed his mind. For the sake of this great merit, why not cultivate here for a while?
Anyway, there was no real hurry.
Furthermore, Chu Hao was also very interested in this Demonic Storm above the South Sea.
"Demonic Storm, I want you to help me cultivate!"
Chu Hao had come out this time with the intention of seeking opportunities.
Years passed, one after another.
The world changed with time.
Mortals lived and died in the cycle of reincarnation, and the seasons changed.
But Chu Hao was like a world-suppressing divine general, suppressing the Demonic Storm, without making a sound.
Time flowed by.
Cultivation knows no years; soon, four hundred years had passed.
In these four hundred years, the Heavenly Court and the Western Paradise had not changed much, except that they lacked Chu Hao and much of the liveliness.
And in the human world, there were no dynastic changes.
The Tang Emperor had achieved success in cultivation, and the Southern Jambudvipa Continent, aided by the Chaos Storm, had a long lifespan, and the Tang Dynasty flourished.
Everything was still the same as before.
Time was just a concept for the gods.
When Chu Hao opened his eyes, there was a hint of a smile on his lips.
"So that's how it is, so that's how it is!"
"I finally know why the South Sea felt so strange to me back then. So that's what it was."
"This is probably the biggest accident since the beginning of time, right? I'm afraid even Dao Ancestor didn't foresee it."
"Fate, all of it has been encountered by me. Just right, just right. What would happen if I introduced another calamity into this Journey to the West? I'm looking forward to it!"
Four hundred years was only a blink of an eye for any immortal.
Chu Hao suppressed the Demonic Storm above the South Sea for four hundred years, and Xiao Qiong dozed off beside him, guarding Chu Hao for four hundred years.
Strangely, the Golden Immortal of the Great Luo under the South Sea did not catch up, and the entire South Sea seemed to have been forgotten by the heavens and the earth.
But in these four hundred years, Chu Hao was certain of many things, and this gain was definitely greater than any tangible gain.
[Congratulations on completing the Demonic Qi Suppression Task]
[Reward 1: Four hundred million years of cultivation]
[Reward 2: A large portion of merit]
Chu Hao glanced at the information.
[Chu Hao]
[Realm: Middle Stage of the Great Luo Golden Immortal ( billion years away from the next level)]
[Cultivation Technique: Nine Revolutions Primordial True Body Technique (Third Revolution) (950 million years away from the Fourth Revolution)]
[Magical Treasures: ...]
[Mystical Powers: Seventy-Two Transformations of the Earthly Fiends (Complete), Art of Rainbow Transformation, Eight [Nine Arcane Techniques, Buddha Kingdom in the Palm, Law Manifestation of Heaven and Earth, Vajra Indestructibility, Moving Mountains and Filling Seas, Mastering the Five Thunders, Limitless Profound Ice, Ethereal Black Wind, Primordial Chaos Divine Thunder]
The Fourth Revolution of the Nine Revolutions Primordial True Body Technique was probably the late stage of the Great Luo.
In other words, as long as he completed the awakening mission, Chu Hao would soon be able to reach the late stage of the Great Luo.
Calculating with his fingers, it was just the right time to awaken the scripture seekers.
Suddenly, Chu Hao became energetic and transformed into a streak of light, flying towards the first stop, Flowing Sand River!
......
In the human world, Flowing Sand River.
At the bottom of the Flowing Sand River, these four hundred years had brought a strange monster.
This monster looked very ugly, with a blue-black face; bare feet and sinewy body. His eyes flickered, like two lamps at the bottom of a stove; the corners of his mouth were forked, like a butcher's fire pot. Fangs supported sword blades, and red hair was disheveled and loose.
A person of such appearance was actually at the bottom of the Flowing Sand River, with unkempt hair and a dirty face, barefoot, searching everywhere.
His eyes were hollow, and he searched every piece of land like a fool, muttering in his mouth:
"Thirteen thousand six hundred and sixty-six pieces... There are still eighty-six thousand and thirty-four pieces left. In another three thousand years, I will definitely be able to find them."
"No, today is..."
But before the monster could react, more than a dozen sharp and ferocious long swords suddenly appeared out of thin air beside the monster.
More than a dozen sharp and ferocious swords and blades moved on their own without being operated by anyone, instantly piercing into the monster's body, passing through him!
Fresh blood instantly dyed the surrounding turbid river water red, and the monster wailed in pain, looking up to the sky.
However, after the flying swords pierced through the monster's chest and ribs more than a hundred times, the monster wailed in pain for nearly an hour before the flying swords disappeared.
The monster fell to the bottom of the turbid Flowing Sand River, with a look of despair and misery on his face, but he was already somewhat numb.
"Once every seven days... Thank you for your holy grace, washing away my sins, thank you Bodhisattva, great compassion."
The monster chanted in his mouth, but in the depths of his eyes, there was only sorrow and anger.
He was General Rolling Curtain, the once glorious and dazzling commoner general in the Heavenly Court, a genius who could stand in a high position without a background.
He was once high-spirited.
But now he was in a state of utter disarray.
After being demoted to the Flowing Sand River, the Jade Emperor ordered people to smash the glazed lamp into one hundred thousand pieces, scattered them at the bottom of the Flowing Sand River, and ordered General Rolling Curtain to pick them all up without using magic power, so that he would have a chance to return to the Heavenly Court.
He also personally bestowed punishment, ordering the flying swords to pierce his chest hundreds of times once every seven days.
General Rolling Curtain had been painstakingly searching at the bottom of the Flowing Sand River for more than four hundred years, and his former high spirits and boldness had been completely worn away.
Now, General Rolling Curtain was already numb.
Every time he was pierced in the chest by the flying swords, he would tell himself that thunder and rain were all heavenly grace, that he had committed an unforgivable sin, and that the Bodhisattva was punishing him to atone for his sins.
He tried his best to give up hatred, even though all the pain was bestowed by others.
But... he couldn't do it.
There had always been a ball of unwillingness in his heart, and the extremely resentful anger had not been extinguished.
He wanted to know what he had done, why the Bodhisattva was so targeting him!
He wanted... revenge!
However, there was no chance, right?
Being targeted by the Bodhisattva, no one in the world could let him be free.
General Rolling Curtain's dignity, like the fragments of the glazed lamp, was completely shattered at the bottom of the Flowing Sand River, unable to be picked up.
But at this moment, a white-clothed immortal lord suddenly appeared in front of General Rolling Curtain.
