[Book 2: The South]
"Damn it. How did those people from Primordial Origins manage to hide from our eyes and ears and find the Cursed Holy Land? Shen Xie Zi couldn't stop their troops at all." Saint Emperor Wu Xie of the Origin of the Curse thought for a long time, but she still couldn't figure out how they did it.
"It's pointless to talk about this now. Our connection with the Holy Heretic Palace has been cut off. Otherwise, we would have been able to get here as soon as possible. Otherwise, the consequences would be unimaginable." Holy Emperor Wu Xie's face was dark. He could imagine that after losing the Cursed Holy Land, the status of the three Holy Emperors in the alliance would plummet.
In front of the Holy Heretic Palace.
Xu Anyuan sensed a faint ripple. Normal people wouldn't be able to detect it, but Xu Anyuan had inherited everything from the Enforcer Holy Emperor. His expression changed. "Not good. The Holy Heretic Palace and the three Holy Emperors of the Origin of the Cursed are closely connected. They must have sensed the damage to the Holy Heretic Palace just now and will definitely come to help. We can't waste any more time like this. Otherwise, we'll be trapped in this spatial fault."
All the Holy Emperor level beings looked at Sakyamuni. After all, only Buddhist techniques could deal with the Origin of the Cursed. They could only support from the side and strengthen the power of the Buddhist mystiques.
"If that's the case, then there's no other way. We can only communicate with the Hongmeng Origin." Sakra took a deep breath and chanted in Sanskrit. His will spread out, and in the minds of the eight million Buddhist elites, a mountain began to appear.
This mountain was holy and holy. It was Mount Meru.
Sakyamuni communicated with the Hongmeng Origin and used his will to create a projection of Mount Meru.
The true Mount Meru was incomparably powerful. With a single tremble, it could shatter the heavens and earth. Of course, this was only a projection, so its power was naturally incomparable.
The eight million Buddhist disciples also used their Buddhist skills to form the outline of Mount Meru in their minds and fuse it into the projection to increase its power.
The other four armies merged their wills and Great Dao into it, using Xuanyuan's Myriad Transformations Great Dao as a medium.
As a result, the connection between Sakyamuni and Mount Meru became even tighter, and the power of Mount Meru's projection instantly skyrocketed by over a hundred times.
On Mount Meru, there were many guardian deities, Buddhas, Bodhisattvas, and billions of living beings. Everything was so neat and orderly.
At first glance, it looked like the real Mount Meru had descended. Every mountain contained a profound Buddhist Holy Technique and an ancient Buddhist Charm.
Shen Xie Zi's face was pale, and his body could not help but tremble. "The Hongmeng Origin, Mount Meru, they are trying to kill us all. We must stop them at all costs. Burn all the treasures and strengthen the power of the Holy Evil Palace."
In the next instant, the Holy Evil Palace was raised to an unprecedented height. Gray light surrounded it, and many ancient characters that they could not activate before appeared one after another.
The curse spread in all directions, but a real Mount Meru appeared. Boundless Buddhist Dharma and Sanskrit descended, shattering all the curses.
With a thought from Sakyamuni, the huge Mount Meru slammed into the Holy Evil Palace.
Boom!
The entire starry sky was trembling. This part of space seemed to be on the verge of being torn apart. The continent where the 'Cursed Holy Land' was located collapsed one after another. Volcanoes erupted, the earth cracked, and the sky darkened.
All the experts in the Saint Evil Hall whose strength was below the Third Heavenly Layer of Ancient Sage had their bodies smashed and their souls torn apart. They were on the verge of death. Those who were at the Third Heavenly Layer, Fourth Heavenly Layer, and Fifth Heavenly Layer of Ancient Sage all vomited blood. Their faces were extremely ugly. Mount Meru contained a Buddhist Sacred Technique that was a great bane to them. Even though it was separated by the Saint Evil Hall, the supreme Buddhist Aura that seeped in was not something they could withstand.
Mount Meru was safe and sound. It flowed with a kind of eternal, chaotic, and unfettered sacred aura. Even Sakra couldn't help but exclaim in surprise. Sure enough, the other reincarnated holy emperors had outlined Mount Meru together with him, causing this projection to become even more powerful, as if it was real.
Boom!
His will moved once again, and Mount Meru erupted with boundless divine light. The sound of a great bell shook the nine heavens and ten earths, and it contained a mysterious and unparalleled Buddhist aura as it rushed into the Holy Evil Palace. Other than that, Mount Meru once again slammed into the Holy Evil Palace, causing a large area of the Holy Evil Palace to collapse and shatter.
None of the experts from the Cursed Holy Land who were below the Celestial Emperor Great Sage level survived. The supreme Buddhist charm contained in Hong Zhong Da Lu was not something they could withstand at all. Coupled with the terrifying impact and the even more powerful Buddhist Sacred Techniques that seeped in, the two combined to instantly crush these powerful existences.
Shen Xie Zi controlled the huge spirit design. Blood dripped from the corner of his mouth. The Cursed Holy Land had already used up all its strength, but they were still no match for the Primordial Origin. He had expected this outcome with so many reincarnations of the Sage Emperors joining forces, but he had never expected it to happen so quickly.
"Perform the Sacred Sacrifice." As soon as Shen Xie Zi said this, the eyes of the few thousand Heavenly Emperor Great Sages who had survived suddenly became incomparably vicious and crazy. All the treasures in their bodies, including Shen Xie Zi, were burned in an instant as a sacrifice to the Holy Evil Palace.
Blood seeped out from the surface of their bodies, fusing into the Sacred Sacrifice Formation on the Holy Evil Palace. From their hearts, they chanted to communicate with the distant Origin of the Curse.
The huge Holy Evil Palace also burned with them, the light shooting up to the sky.
"'Origin of the Curse', we offer everything to you. Please, with your supreme dignity, kill our enemies."
From the outside, it looked as if all of the energy contained within the Holy Evil Palace had turned into a ray of holy light that shot into the nine heavens. In the unseen world, a passageway was opened, and everyone could feel the incomparably dense curse aura through this passageway, causing people to tremble uncontrollably.
Even the reincarnation of a Saint Emperor would not be able to fend off the power of an origin. Of course, if the origin of the Curse wanted to invade the Central World, it would not be able to exceed the limits of what the Central World could endure.
A frightening energy covered the sky and earth as gray lightning surged. It was so fast that it was impossible to dodge.
"Holy Cursed Lightning."
Sakyamuni raised an eyebrow at the sea of lightning. He used Mount Meru as a defense to block the sea of lightning, but the power of the Holy Cursed Lightning was immense. The buddhas, bodhisattvas, and protectors of Mount Meru were all smashed to pieces, and large swathes of Mount Meru became a land of death and was rapidly being corroded.
Sakra roared. Buddhist sacred techniques and millions of Sanskrit chants collided with the sound of thunder. All the reincarnated Holy Emperors at the scene activated all their strength and fused it into Mount Meru, causing its might to increase by several times.
The two enormous forces kept clashing, causing the Cursed Sacred Land to completely shatter. The entire space was filled with floating pieces of land, and the entire area was in ruins.
After fighting the Holy Cursed Lightning for several hours, the power of the Sacred Sacrifice finally disappeared.
"This space can't hold on any longer. It's about to collapse," Xuanyuan said in a low voice.
At this moment, Mount Meru was on the verge of collapse. Blood trickled down the corner of Sakyamuni's mouth. The eight million buddhist disciples were all injured, but it was no big deal. Xuanyuan, the Longevity Holy Emperor, and the Eternal Holy Emperor worked together to repair Sakyamuni's injuries.
The All Energy-Absorption Body had the strongest physical healing ability, the Longevity Holy Emperor could repair the origin, and the Eternal Holy Emperor could make the soul immortal. The three worked together to instantly heal Sakyamuni's injuries.
When fighting against the Holy Cursed Lightning just now, he was the one in charge of the formation, and he had endured many of the attacks. Otherwise, the buddhist disciples would have been heavily injured.
"There's no time to lose. Let's hurry and leave this place. I'm afraid that the three Holy Emperors of the Origin of the Cursed are about to return with reinforcements," Xuanyuan ordered, and the mighty army of 20 million elites left the spatial fault.
Just as Xuanyuan led a large number of troops out, the spatial fault completely collapsed, and there was no way to enter.
This was because many experts had gathered in this space to support it. Now that they had left, many of the Great Daos were still wreaking havoc inside. Without the Holy Evil Palace and the Cursed Sacred Land holding down the fort, it couldn't hold on at all.
Xuanyuan, the Longevity Holy Emperor, and the Eternal Holy Emperor, used a secret technique to conceal the army's tracks, and they headed for the Central World, the Sky Demon Spiritual State.
The Pure Holy Emperor, the Soulless Holy Emperor, and the Uncursed Holy Emperor led two of the Nine Paragons of Origins, the Nine Holy Emperors, and 50 million elites in the direction of the Cursed Sacred Land.
In the end, they couldn't go in anymore.
"The connection between the Holy Evil Palace and us has completely disappeared, and this spatial fault has shattered …" The Pure Holy Emperor looked furious.
"The Cursed Sacred Land has been destroyed …" The Soulless Holy Emperor gritted his teeth in anger.
"They're gone …" The Uncursed Holy Emperor clenched his fists.
"My condolences, Holy Emperors. Even if the Cursed Sacred Land has been destroyed, we're still here. We've conquered many planes over the years, and we've captured many sacrifices. When the time comes, we'll give them to you for a blood sacrifice, so that you can take revenge for what you've done," one of the Blood Origins Holy Emperors said.
"That's right. We, the Origin of Evil, have plundered countless beings as well. Who knows how many races we've captured? You, the Origin of Curses, are much stronger than us in this aspect. When the Origin of Decay descends, we'll attack." The Origin of Evil, the Holy Emperor of Slaughter Flame, sneered. This way, the Origin of Curses would definitely fight the Hongmeng Origins to the death. To them, offering sacrifices was nothing.
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