In the West Pole Divine Region, a storm was brewing. Countless monasteries rose up in revolt, each with their own goals and reasons. The experts of the Buddhist Sect and the Arhats were also in danger.
Almost all the experts of the ten great monasteries were mobilized. There were hundreds of Divine Emperor Realm experts, and they were already on high alert.
Because they were all looking for one person, a person who had once turned the entire West Pole Divine Region upside down — Tyrant!
After returning to the West Pole Divine Continent, Tyrant had planned to openly negotiate with the ten great monasteries. However, he didn't expect that the news he received would still be one of despair. The ten great monasteries had sent out all their experts to surround and kill Tyrant, making him the target of public criticism once again.
When had the supreme leader of the Buddhist Sect ever suffered such grievances? However, Tyrant knew that he had changed the fate of the entire Buddhist Sect. It was not an exaggeration to say that he was the ruler of the Buddhist Sect, bringing it to greater heights. However, it was reasonable to say that he was the destroyer of the Buddhist Sect, dragging the number one sect of the Divine World into an abyss with his own hands. This was because his reincarnated demon body was still fresh in the minds of the West Pole Divine Region and the experts of the Buddhist Sect.
The ten great monasteries and the five hundred Arhats of the West Pole Divine Region had long fallen apart. Tyrant had returned to the starting point, but the people had changed.
Now, there was only one person by his side, and that was the Wood Spirit Reverend.
The old site of the Great Leiyin Monastery was now a barren desert, and the Sanskrit sounds of the past could no longer be heard. Now that he had returned to his homeland, Tyrant's heart was filled with mixed feelings. This was because he had returned as the leader of the Buddhist Sect. There were many things that he could no longer find in his memories, but he wanted to rebuild the Buddhist Sect. He wanted to take back what he had lost, not for himself, but for the people of the world.
"Time flies, and there have been many romantic affairs throughout the ages. Now that I'm in the west, it's hard to turn the river, and it's hard to round the sun."
Tyrant sighed and shook his head. He had always been chased by the many monasteries of the West Pole Divine Region, and he had narrowly escaped death. It was hard to find a safe place everywhere. Even though he was here, he did not know how many people had their eyes on him.
"Buddha, you don't have to be too sad. As long as you're still here, the Buddhist Sect will still exist. "
Reverend Mu Ling said with a pious expression. He knew that he could not place all the blame on the Ancestral Buddha alone. The Great Tribulation of the World and the reincarnation of the Ancestral Buddha were attacking from both sides at the same time. No one would be able to withstand it. Moreover, he had already done his best. If the Buddhist Sect had not resisted with all their might and the Ancestral Buddha had led the experts of the Buddhist Sect to fight to the death, perhaps the Great Tribulation of the World would have been even more tragic.
Gods were humans too, and gods occasionally made mistakes that humans made. Buddhas were also human beings. When the Gautama Buddha broke through to the Deity Realm, he was reversed by his own evil thoughts. This was an eternal secret of the Buddhism Sect, and also the greatest tragedy of the Buddhism Sect. But now that the Ancestral Buddha had returned to his position and was making a comeback, no one knew if the Buddhist Sect would be able to prosper again. Everything would depend on the capabilities of the Ancestral Buddha. In the past, the Ancestral Buddha had relied on his own strength to prop up the entire Buddhist Sect. He was unrivaled in the Divine World!
Because of this, the Buddhist Sect did not have the intention to invade the world. Instead, it wanted more people to be compassionate and take the world as their own responsibility. That was why the Buddhist Sect could continue to grow. Following the hearts of the people was the true meaning of the Buddhist Sect.
"I hope so."
Tyrant said in a low voice. He was somewhat sorrowful in his heart. Sakra had betrayed him, the Eight Divisional Stupa had been instigated by his reincarnation of the Demon Body, and the five hundred arhats were also wavering. Even Avalokitesvara had passed away. For Tyrant, rebuilding the Buddhist Sect seemed simple, but under such a turbulent background, how could it be easy?
The Great Tribulation of the World was approaching, and the Buddhist Pagoda was eyeing him covetously. The Eight Divisional Stupa and Sakra would definitely not watch him return to the West Pole to preach.
This time, for Tyrant, this trip to the West Pole was a battle of life and death.
If he succeeded, he would help the world, but if he failed, he would become an eternal slave.
"My strength has been restored to the Mid Emperor Realm, but there is still a long way to go before I reach the Emperor Realm. The West Pole is also full of masters. God knows if the Arhat Masters behind the ten great monasteries are still there," Tyrant said with a worried look.
This land covered in yellow sand had been accumulated by him for countless years, but at this moment, it had become the target of everyone's hatred. It was too ironic.
"Buddha, I didn't expect you to return. Hahaha, the Heavens are really helping me!"
Three figures flew across the sky and appeared beside Tyrant. The three of them were the Golden Arhats, one of the five hundred arhats, who had narrowly escaped death in the past.
"Three arhats, you …"
Tyrant furrowed his brows as he looked at them in bewilderment.
"Isn't it all thanks to you that we became like this? Back then, we were all powerful and invincible Emperor Realm masters. If you hadn't fought against the Great Tribulation of the World, how could we have become like this? Even after millions of years have passed, we still couldn't recover to our peak. Now, what else do you have to say? "
"Venerable Subha Tuoluo, what do you mean by that? If we don't fight against the Great Tribulation of the World, all of us will die and be obliterated. "
Tyrant said with a stern look. This matter was indeed a fight for the sake of the world.
"Easy for you to say. If it wasn't for your reincarnated demon body fighting against our Buddhist Sect, how could we have ended up like this? Buddha, since you have returned, don't even think about taking half a step out of this place. "
Another Golden Arhat said with a domineering look.
"Reverend Virtuous Stainless, I know that you guys are filled with jealousy and hatred. But now that things have come to this, there's nothing I can do. What happened back then was indeed my fault, but I have tried my best to make up for it. I just want more people to live, "Tyrant said in distress.
Tyrant said in a distressed manner. It was his fault, and he couldn't refute it. However, it didn't mean that he had to bear the blame of history. If it wasn't for the arrival of the great calamity of the world, he wouldn't have caused the entire Buddhist Sect to be consigned to eternal damnation. He couldn't afford to be distracted and was in a dilemma.
Now, he just wanted to make up for it.
"Amitabha! Buddha, we have Buddha in our hearts, but it wasn't you. You caused our Buddhist Sect to fall apart and die. Only a few dozen Arhats remained out of the five hundred. The Buddhist Sect's Almighties have all fallen. What ability do you have to contend against Sakra Heaven and the Eight Divisional Stupa? Now that you have returned to the West Pole Divine Land, the three of us will capture you and take your Buddhist Aura so that we can correct our mistakes. "
Venerable Tikasyapa said coldly. The three Golden Arhats were all great cultivators among the five hundred Arhats. Back then, their strength was at the Peak Emperor Realm, extremely terrifying. Now, the three of them had reached the Mid Emperor Realm, so they were very confident that they could take down Tyrant.
"Amitabha, that Venerable Tikasyapa is right. If I don't go to hell, who will? But now, I can't fulfill your wish. It is my duty to restore the Buddhist Sect!"
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