Spirit Mountain!
Walking in unison, the ten disciples of the Qingyun faction carried the crystal coffin on their shoulders and walked step by step towards the top of the high platform with pained expressions.
As the only female disciple of Qingyun Faction, Gongsun Yuting walked behind the crystal coffin with tears in her eyes. She held up the portrait that she had personally drawn for her Master.
In the portrait, Feng Qingyun had a gentle smile on his face and a kind gaze in his eyes.
As Yu Haoran's family members, Yu Siqi, Qin Lingfei, and The Sword Without Trace followed behind Gongsun Yuting with sorrowful tears in their eyes.
As Yu Haoran's direct disciples, Yunxiang, Fang Man, and Xiang Muling supported Yu Siqi, Qin Lingfei, and The Sword Without Trace.
However, as they had never interacted with Feng Qingyun before, they only had sorrowful expressions on their faces. There were no tears of sorrow in their eyes.
After Mu Fengying broke free from his control, Thaling appeared in front of the world in the form of a spirit for the first time.
As the person closest to Yu Haoran, Thaling was also the first to know and come into contact with Feng Qingyun. He sealed his cultivation and landed behind The Sword Without Trace before ascending the platform with a solemn expression.
Hsu Han-wen attacked in anger. After successfully killing the remaining Buddhas and Buddhist Lords, he led Lu Yuan, Pallas, Qing Feng, the Long Armed Ape, the Blood Void Beast, and the King of Hell behind Thaling. He also sealed his cultivation and ascended the platform.
The Denglong Beast revealed a hesitant expression. In the end, it lowered its head to the crystal coffin. After three seconds of silence, it turned and left Spirit Mountain and the Western Regions.
He watched as Yu Haoran, who had sealed his cultivation, and his fellow disciples, who had also sealed their cultivation, carried the coffin.
He watched as Yu Haoran's close friends and family all sealed their cultivation and went up the platform to send him off.
Whether it was the terrifying experts in the forbidden area or the numerous experts in the endless void, their eyes were filled with envy and jealousy.
They envied the deceased Feng Qingyun for receiving such a grand funeral!
They envied Feng Qingyun for receiving such a loyal disciple like Yu Haoran.
Even if one sealed his cultivation and physical strength, his body, which had been nourished by the spiritual energy of heaven and earth and tempered by elemental energy and divine power, had the strength to trample stones and shatter tombstones.
Therefore, Yu Haoran and his fellow apprentices, who had never slowed down, spent a total of nine minutes and nine seconds to successfully reach the top of the high platform.
Which was where Amitabha Buddha Lord had sat.
"Release the coffin!" Yu Haoran shouted.
"Retreat!" Yu Haoran continued to shout.
"Kneel!"
Yu Haoran took the lead and knelt in front of the crystal coffin.
Then, Chu Zhongyu and the other nine disciples of Qingyun Sect knelt on the platform.
Then, the three disciples of Gongsun Yuting, Yu Siqi, Qin Lingfei, The Sword Without Trace, and Yu Haoran also knelt on the platform.
Thaling, Hsu Han-wen, and the others bowed 90 degrees.
"Kneel!"
"Kneel!"
After successfully killing all the fleeing experts of Buddhism and Taoism on Spirited Mountain, more than 60,000 elite soldiers on the northern road, as well as hundreds of Martial King and Martial Emperor experts from the Hundred Feet Sect, all knelt at the foot of Spirited Mountain under the leadership of Lan Rong and Lieyan.
"Bang, bang, bang …!"
After kowtowing nine times in a row, Yu Haoran turned to Wu Zhengjun and ordered.
"Present your heads to the Master!"
After hearing Yu Haoran's order, Wu Zhengjun immediately took out nine bloody heads from the independent space he opened up and placed them one by one in front of the crystal coffin.
"Master, the Lord of Buddhism, Tathagata, who killed you, and the Eight Great Protectors who tortured you have been killed by the ninth disciple, Yu Haoran, and the tenth disciple, Wu Zhengjun."
Yu Haoran wrapped the nine bloody heads with his Divine Telekinesis and sent them all to the top of the crystal coffin. While reporting the specific situation to his master, he used his Divine Telekinesis to crush the nine bloody heads.
"Master, when you died, I promised that I would kill my way to Spirit Mountain, destroy the inheritance of Buddhism, kill all the experts of Buddhism, and slaughter tens of millions of followers of Buddhism to avenge you."
"Now, I have fulfilled three of my promises. Only tens of millions of followers of Buddhism are left to accompany you on your journey."
Speaking of this, Yu Haoran, who suddenly stood up, unsealed himself and immediately activated the transformation of the Ancestral Wizard.
"Master, after I have slaughtered tens of millions of followers of Buddhism, I will follow your last words and scatter your bones on Breeze Peak."
After Yu Haoran transformed into an ancient Grand Wizard who was millions of meters tall, he roared at the top of his lungs while waving his gigantic palm that blotted out the sky, killing the Buddhist believers who were kneeling and worshipping within a radius of 100 miles, 1,000 miles, and even 10,000 miles.
"Boom, boom, boom …!"
Accompanied by two giant palms that blotted out the sky and bombarded the ground continuously, thousands, tens of thousands, hundreds of thousands of followers of Buddhism were directly smashed into powder, into meat patties, or even into pieces.
At the same time, the Divine Thoughts of the peak of Ninth Grade Supreme Martial Artist directly obliterated the followers of Buddhism that the palms missed.
Seeing more than ten million Buddhist believers dying one after another under Yu Haoran's merciless attack with his palms and Divine Telekinesis, whether it was the terrifying experts in the Forbidden Grounds, the numerous experts in the endless void, or the countless forces and experts in the Tianxuan Continent, they could not help but feel a chill run down their spines.
On the day of Feng Qingyun's fall, although Yu Haoran's hoarse promise had spread throughout the entire Tianxuan Continent and the endless void, many forces and experts only thought that he would kill his way to Spirit Mountain, destroy the inheritance of Buddhism, and then kill the millions of Buddhism experts.
Slaughtering tens of millions of followers of Buddhism was just a means of demonstration, a way to vent the grief in his heart. In the end, he would definitely let go of the unarmed followers of Buddhism.
But no one would have thought that the crazy Yu Haoran would be so bloodthirsty, so cold, and so cruel!
…!
In the Zhou Family in the Dark Lake Mountain Range!
When a majestic middle-aged man in a nine-clawed golden dragon robe saw Yu Haoran crazily slaughtering tens of millions of followers of Buddhism, his face was so solemn that it seemed like it could drip water. The hands behind his back were also tightly clenched.
Then, he took a deep breath and tried his best to calm down the fear, anger, panic, and intense killing intent in his heart. He stretched out his slender right hand, which was like a woman's, and directly tore open the void in front of him. Then, he stepped into the void crack.
Then, the middle-aged man in the dragon robe appeared in the Hengduan Mountain Range in the Southern Region.
Without saying anything, he activated the strong Emperor aura on his body. Soon, it alerted the Half Immortal Realm experts of the Ancient Demon Clan in the deep pit in the mountain range. Then, a golden bridge formed by Divine Power extended from the deep pit to the feet of the middle-aged man in the dragon robe.
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