Beating Instances through Words Left by the Dead

Chapter 500: Chapter 252: Why Do You Trust Me?

At the moment Wu Chang swung his sword, the world plunged into pure silence, as if a silent drama was unfolding.

The sword’s edge flashed past, severing sound, severing space, and even severing the golden bell in the sky.

It also severed Joy’s golden body.

When the golden bell was split by the Golden Giant Sword, a deep wound appeared on Joy’s exposed chest, down to the bone, with blood gushing out, making the already dull golden body from condensing the golden bell even paler, turning from gold to bronze.

Joy managed to remain standing, but Wu Chang could sense that Joy’s Leakless Buddha Body was utterly shattered this time.

A massive leak of anger and energy quickened Joy’s body collapse faster than his own Knight of Strife transformation.

Starting from the feet, the enormous bronze Buddha statue began to weather and scatter at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The outcome was decided; Wu Chang looked at Joy and said with a hint of triumph:

”It seems that external objects still have the edge.”

Joy looked at the massive wound on his chest, observing the bones shattered within, with a look of astonishment on his face.

Since achieving the Buddha Body, he had never suffered such a severe injury, not even when he was encircled and attacked by the pursuit squad of the Realm of Reason.

Unexpectedly, today he stumbled at the hands of a player from the Desolate Realm, a mere novice who had entered just two or three months ago.

If only he possessed Wu Chang’s opportunities and the Abyss Game Administrator’s favoritism, wouldn’t his great cause be easily achievable?

Just before the fight, he noticed Wu Chang taking out two more items. Whether it was the Golden Throne or the False Miracle, they were top-tier items in the Desolate Realm, priceless and hard to find. Even if he had acquired just one previously, he would have cherished it greatly, almost worshipping it when not in use.

But Wu Chang used them casually, without a hint of caution, indicating that he was not concerned about the two items. Wu Chang actually had more than two of these items, perhaps even more precious ones.

Having been in the Abyssal Game for two or three months, how many quests had he really experienced?

Why?!

The world is so unjust, with no distinction between good and evil, rewards and penalties unclear, then what is the meaning of everything he has done?

Reflecting on everything previously, Joy found himself utterly ridiculous; he held his head high, unwilling to bow it, lest his red nose fall off.

A flame of anger arose, and in places he didn’t notice, the gold on his golden body faded and even peeled off.

No!

Joy seemed to realize something, as if awakening abruptly from a dream, suddenly snapping back to reality.

Having achieved a minor success with the Buddha Body and practiced the Leakless path, he thought that even if he hadn’t completely eradicated greed, anger, and ignorance, he at least could control the three poisons in his heart, maintaining his true self without distracting thoughts, no matter what he saw.

Yet just now, the greed, anger, and ignorance hidden in his heart exploded, growing wildly with the enormous impact Wu Chang brought, nearly affecting his spiritual resolve.

At this moment, he realized it wasn’t that he was naturally able to maintain his true self, devoid of desires, but that he obtained too much, with everything he wanted easily within reach.

In the past, seeing players, even if they were stronger, more fortunate, or more gifted, everything was still within a certain range.

His heart always had flaws, just too small to notice, so he had never discovered them.

No amount of scripture recitations, no matter how many, without seeing his own full self, how could he patch the flaw?

No matter how much mental preparation, theoretical foundation, or self-enlightenment in advance, it couldn’t replace the moment when the three poisons manifest, truly attacking the flaw in his heart with panic and confusion.

Practice is the only criterion for testing truth.

Only after meeting Wu Chang, who defied logic with his advantage, and being defeated by him at the height of his confidence, did Joy see the flaws in his heart.

Joy quickly stabilized his spirit, summoned the scattered prayer beads around, not needing any string, they formed a round in his hand, rotating slowly as he fingered them, closing his eyes, not looking at Wu Chang, chanting scriptures softly.

The chanting was devout, the tone gentle and melodious, the lingering sound unbroken, making the foreign media onlookers in the surrounding high-rise buildings, who were just panicked by the previous battle, fall silent upon hearing the scripture.

They couldn’t understand the meaning of the chants but could feel the peaceful state of mind within, the chanting tone seemed more musical scales than language.

Joy’s physical body continued to collapse, yet his golden body, which had degraded to bronze, suddenly shone again, brighter than at the start.

Wu Chang’s brows furrowed, not this, brother, others’ battlefield breakthroughs occur at the peak of combat, seizing victory by breakthrough, but you’ve finished losing, how are you still breaking through.

However, confirming that Joy’s breakthrough wouldn’t cause him to refuse death, he sighed in relief, fearing he’d need to use the Mars statue to continue the fight.

When Joy’s body collapsed to the chest, his gaze met Wu Chang’s with calm restored.

”Peace, I’ll leave the All-Knowing Crystal with you for now. Once you reach the Realm of Reason, we’ll have plenty of chances to interact.”

Wu Chang clicked his tongue, if someone else spoke tough, he would dismiss it as empty threats, but Joy’s words would genuinely cause him trouble.

Even at nearly full disclosure in the middle layer, Joy had nearly forced him to reveal his cards fully. If it were in the Realm of Reason, facing a peak-state Joy, he’d have no resistance at all.