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Chapter 920: Chapter 214: The Great and Minor Compassion

Thunder drowned the high sky above the Divine Platform, and the followers fled in panic, seeking shelter above their heads. The scene before their eyes was too horrifying, shaking not only their faith but also leaving the devout followers at a loss.

Some particularly steadfast ones faced the endless divine thunder without flinching or dodging, only with tears streaming down their faces as they looked up to the heavens.

“All-knowing and almighty guardian deity, why do you bring punishment upon Master Ke Luda, can’t compassion be a mistake too?”

In the hoarse cries, there was incomprehension, confusion, and doubt about the beliefs that had been held for decades. This pain was more unbearable than the fear of losing life.

When you discover that what you believed in was merely a bubble, how should you face your past self?

The world of thunder descended, yet it did not harm the common people in the slightest, because what truly triggered the lightning was the thirty-six Yuan Magnetic Divine Pearls in the middle of the Yuan Magnetic Storm. The thirty-six bolts of lightning repeatedly struck Ke Luda, breaking through his protective Qi, destroying his Blood Fiend body, and erasing him into ashes. Even his severely wounded soul was torn into pieces by the endless storm.

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Perhaps he could never comprehend to his dying breath why he had perished before the temple. What about the elders of the Klaha temple? What about the Divine Array inside the temple? He was a figure on whom the Shi clan had placed great hopes. How could he have died so easily?

If the heavens truly had a spirit, perhaps they could sense that Ke Luda’s last hatred, amidst the thunder destroying him, was not for the mysterious person who had summoned the lightning, but for Jiuda.

In all of Hyderabad, the only person who had the power to condense the Rodiya Dharma Aspect was Saint Jiuda himself, not to mention the nearly divine weapon-like four kinds of Blood Fiend weapons, which were also unique to Jiuda’s divine powers. If it had not been for the Rodiya Dharma Aspect tearing his Asura Dharma Aspect apart, how would he have been wounded to the soul and perished under this Yuan Magnetic Storm?

But there are no ifs in this world; dead is dead. After confirming that Ke Luda’s soul was completely extinguished, Jiuda finally activated the mountain-protecting Divine Array.

A surge of Blood Fiend energy burst forth from the top of the temple, suddenly cleaving the vast thunderclouds and scattering the thirty-six Fallen Imperial Magnetic Beads, clearing the entire sky. noveldrama

Standing before the temple, Jiuda glanced towards Tang Luo in the distance, clasped his hands together and soared into the sky. A rainbow-colored Buddha’s light emerged from his back, cleansing the blood-red sky.

Jiuda, who had shattered the Yuan Magnetic Storm with the power of the Divine Array, looked like a true divine residence, overlooking the followers whose faith had crumbled, and proclaimed loudly, “Have you not awakened yet!”

“The will of the guardian deity is irreversible. Ke Luda may be a new god, but he defied the divine will. Though stripped of his godhood, the merciful guardian deity still allowed him to continue his cultivation. But Ke Luda failed to comprehend the profound intentions of the divine, remained obstinate, and today perished from thunder punishment. Have you not come to your senses yet!”

The deafening Buddhist chants seemed to possess the power to penetrate the heart. The followers with shattered beliefs looked up, seeing the Saint Jiuda like a divine residence, much like lost children seeing their elders.

The frantic followers once again knelt to the ground, tearfully asking the skyward Jiuda, “Holy monk, is it because Master Ke Luda could not bear to see the faithful die from cold and storm, that he summoned the divine thunder? Does the guardian deity not allow for mercy and compassion? Please enlighten us, Holy Monk.”

“Please, enlighten us, O Holy Monk!”

The heart-wrenching cries were expressions of confusion toward the doctrine and doubts about the Protective Deities. Witnessing Ke Luduo’s body shattered by divine lightning, leaving no bones behind, everyone could not help but be struck by grief. Was the love for the world a lie? Otherwise, why would the Protective Deities inflict such severe punishment on Master Ke Luduo?

“The reason why Ke Luduo perished from the lightning strike is the same as all of you, misinterpreting the mercy of the Protective Deities.”

“All of you think that the Protective Deities brought the heavy snow because they were displeased with your pilgrimage to Krahara. Yet, you forget that every time after a heavy snow, in the spring of the Wilderness, the grass would grow lush and the water abundant. This snowstorm was not only meant to block the pilgrims’ path but also to ensure that you would have a more prosperous and comfortable year ahead. This is the true mercy of the Protective Deities.”

“The Protective Deities closed the roads with a snowstorm for the great mercy of the entire Wilderness. Ke Luduo cut through the thunder, yet showed only minor mercy for the faithful. Both actions were merciful, but the outcomes were starkly different.”

“Without Ke Luduo’s self-assumed cleverness, most of the tribal believers would have stayed in their tribes this winter. Next year, with lush grass, the followers would have been able to herd more sheep and cattle and could have had everything prepared for the pilgrimage earlier. But now, with the path cleared by thunder, a journey of a thousand miles lies ahead. For a glimpse of the divine miracle, believers embark on their pilgrimage regardless of their readiness. How many distant tribes will scatter to the winds because of this, and how will the unattended cows and sheep survive the winter?”

“Now, does anyone still think that Ke Luduo’s punishment was unjust?”

After listening to Jiuda’s explanation, the followers could not help but shed tears. Many who had followed the divine path to the city of Hyderabad wept bitterly, feeling that they had not grasped the true intention of the Protective Deities, causing the death of the new god.

The Dharma Aspect of Rahu in the sky dispersed after Jiuda finished speaking, as if agreeing with this point of view. This affirmation added to the believers’ inexplicable grief as they looked at Master Ke Luduo’s golden statue, tears streaming down their faces.

The nonsensical sermon began once again, and Tang Luo, with a helpless expression, looked at the fervent believers engulfing the plaza and lifted the tearful Dongzhi, asking, “What is this person talking about? Ke Luduo was struck to death by lightning; can’t you wake up to the fact that the Feitian Clan are all deceivers?”

Upon being lifted, Dongzhi suppressed his anger and translated Jiuda’s words, saying, “Master Ke Luduo died from divine punishment simply because his cultivation was insufficient to comprehend the mercy of the Protective Deities. Master Jiuda is the true Holy Monk; how could he speak falsehoods? Do you think Hyderabad is as insincere as Zhongzhou?”

“So, the fools with blind faith can never be pulled back to reality.”

The hoarse voice was filled with scorn. Behind the Gou Chen Mask were Tang Luo’s eyes of disappointment. He let go, allowing the little fellow to fall to the ground.

In the square, the believers, united in purpose, pleaded with Jiuda to bring Ke Luduo’s divine image into the temple. And this well-known Holy Monk, risking being blamed by the Protective Deities, indeed transported the sinner’s statue into the temple.

This action made Jiuda appear as merciful as a deity. If these believers knew that the one who dealt the fatal blow to Ke Luduo was this seemingly benevolent Holy Monk, one wonders how they would face him.

Gathering the scattered Fallen Imperial Magnetic Beads back beneath the Star Robe, Tang Luo, blended among the believers, made his way to the temple. As he passed by the temple’s altar, Master Jiuda nodded to Tang Luo, who, wearing the Gou Chen Mask, merely gave him a cold look before walking into the shrine.