"In that case, Buddha, are you planning to fight to the death with us?"
Thi Kasyapa sneered as he stared at Tyrant. When the Buddhist Sect was destroyed, the five hundred arhats either died or betrayed the sect. Only a small number of them remained to guard the pure land of the West Pole Divine Land. Unfortunately, it was no longer as prosperous as it used to be.
Today, as one of the best of the five hundred Arhats, Venerable Shikasyapa naturally could not forget the harm that Buddha had brought to the Buddhism Sect. The reincarnation of Buddha was their eternal nightmare. "Amitabha.
"Amitabha, Venerable Shikasyapa, I have always upheld the Buddha's compassion and the idea of doing good. I can't deny what happened back then, but I won't admit it either. My reincarnated demon body has already become one and is no longer me. Evil comes from the heart. It's a trace of evil in my heart. I can't absolve myself from the blame for what happened back then, but I also have to take responsibility for what happened back then. I can't give you an explanation now, but I think that day will come in the near future."
Tyrant was neither servile nor overbearing. Venerable Shikasyapa was a top expert of the ten great monasteries, as well as the cornerstone of the five hundred Arhats back then. However, the grudges of the Buddhism Sect back then could not be explained in a few words.
"Alright, in that case, there is nothing more to say. Buddha, you are no longer as brave as you were back then, and we are no longer the Arhats of the past. There is no need to show mercy in today's battle. We should fight to the death for the last shred of dignity of the Buddhism Sect."
Venerable Shikasyapa shouted in a deep voice, his might overwhelming. He was ready to fight Tyrant to the end.
"There is no need to say more. Since he still thinks that he is the Lord of the Buddha Realm, why should we be polite to him? The Buddhism Sect has long fallen apart. If not for your reincarnation of Buddha, how could it have become like this? No one forced you, but the Buddhism Sect was truly destroyed in your hands. "
Reverend Virtuous Stainless angrily rebuked Tyrant. Everything that had happened in the past was still vivid in his mind. As the ancestor of all Buddhas, Buddha was indeed to blame for the destruction of the Buddhist Sect. He could even be said to be the greatest sinner of the Buddhist Sect.
"Amitabha, this little monk is deeply apologetic. I will never forget what happened in the past. When I rebuild the Buddhist Sect, I will definitely atone for my sins with my death. This little monk will definitely bear all the mistakes I have committed. But now is not the time. "
Tyrant said solemnly.
"Buddha, you —"
Reverend Wood Spirit said in a low voice, looking anxious.
"Easy for you to say. But, the three of us must definitely cripple your cultivation base today. Your Buddha aura is ours for sure!"
Reverend Stainless gritted his teeth and said. His hatred for the Buddha had long seeped into his bones. This battle was unavoidable.
"Amitabha! You've gone too far. The Buddha has repeatedly tolerated you, but you're so overbearing. As disciples of the Buddhist Sect, aren't you ashamed? The Five Hundred Arhats are actually such filthy people, even thinking of devouring the Buddha aura of our Buddha. What a disgraceful and vicious bunch. I, Reverend Wood Spirit, am ashamed to be associated with you. "
Reverend Wood Spirit could no longer endure it. He even snorted disdainfully at these unreasonable people.
"Who do you think you are? Even your master, Mahesvara, wouldn't dare to speak to us like that. You're just a mere attendant of a Mahesvara, yet you dare to talk about seniority with us Reverends? What a joke, what a joke. "
Reverend Subadaruo shook his head with a hint of killing intent in his eyes. Back then, the Buddhist Sect underwent a drastic change. The current Five Hundred Arhats had already fallen apart. Their temperaments had changed drastically. They were no longer the Bodhisattvas that saved the world. That was because each of them had to stay alive in order to practice medicine and nurture good karma.
But now, everything had been destroyed by the Buddha. Their success was due to the Buddha, and their failure was also due to the Buddha.
"You …"
Reverend Wood Spirit's face turned pale. He gritted his teeth and said, but was stopped by Tyrant.
"Amitabha. Everyone, I've said it before. If I don't go to hell, who will? But now is not the time."
Tyrant's brows furrowed. What he wanted to do now was not to become enemies with these Arhats, but to reform them, to convert them to Buddhism. He wanted the Buddhist Sect to become a pure land, not a bloodthirsty land.
"Cut the crap. You two, if we don't make a move, Lord Buddha won't talk to us. Hmph. "
Reverend Subadaruo sneered. At this moment, the three of them looked at each other and charged towards Tyrant without any mercy. Killing intent swept across the heavens and earth, instantly sealing off Tyrant's path.
Three Mid Emperor Realm silhouettes soared into the sky and charged towards Tyrant. Rays of Buddhist radiance and palm imprints turned icy cold.
"Myriad Buddha Greeting!"
Tyrant's palms were like thunder, whistling through the air. Under the illumination of Buddhist radiance, the earth was filled with brilliance and Buddhist charm.
"Na Yan Luo Seal!"
"Tuoluo Divine Palm!"
"Sage's Light!"
The murderous aura of the 3 Arhats was like a flood. Their aura was no longer pure Buddhist Charm, but it was full of distracting thoughts, chaos, and confusion. They were like executioners, they no longer had the appearance of a Buddhist Venerable.
However, it was undeniable that the strength of the three of them was exceptionally terrifying. The monk was forced to retreat, but the monk's Buddhist Aura was incomparably pure. Coupled with the blessing of Bodhisattva's Buddhist Aura, the monk was able to fight one against three. As a Buddha, he had a deep foundation. Facing three Arhats, the monk didn't even need to use his Buddhist Aura. He directly forced the three of them to retreat, looking battered and exhausted.
However, his body was also greatly suppressed. The reason why the three Arhats attacked him with their lives was because of the Buddhist charm on his body. They wanted to obtain his Sarira and transform into a Buddha. However, that was just wishful thinking.
Both sides clashed continuously. Tyrant would leave some leeway each time, but Reverend Shikasyapa and the others were fighting with their lives on the line. The battle strength of both sides was shocking. The surrounding mountains and rivers cracked and the Buddhist charm gradually disappeared. The sky lost its color. Both sides were using all their strength. Reverend Mu Ling couldn't help but worry for the Gautama Buddha because he didn't use his full strength. Instead, he was heavily injured by the three Arhats. The situation was extremely dangerous.
"Hahaha, as expected of the Myriad Buddha Ancestor, you are indeed broad-minded. You would rather suffer all kinds of pain and suffer serious injuries than to kill. Truly, if I don't go to hell, who would? Truly admirable."
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