"Die!"
A fist radiance broke through the barriers of time and space and enlarged in Dipankara's eyes. Ye Xuan's savage and cold expression was reflected in Dipankara's eyes.
"How is this possible?"
Dipankara was no longer calm. His face was filled with panic and helplessness, but he reacted quickly. The lamp on his shoulder shone brightly, turning into a ring of azure Buddhist light that enveloped his body. He wanted to block Ye Xuan's devastating blow.
Clang!
It was as if a divine mountain had fallen to the ground, as if the heavenly river had reversed. A loud rumble was heard, and the glazed green lamp immediately cracked. Blood flowed from the corner of Dipankara Buddha's mouth as he was sent flying thousands of kilometers away.
"Dipankara, you're courting death!"
Ye Xuan let out a low roar. When he took a step forward, the light of slaughter lingered in all directions. His fists were like stars in the sky as they violently smashed towards the ancient Buddha Dipankara.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
Bang! Ye Xuan's cultivation was too terrifying, and his Origin Immortal Body was extremely powerful. How could Dipankara be his match?
The glazed lamp was in tatters and its azure Buddhist light was gradually fading. The most frightening thing was that Ye Xuan's every punch caused Dipankara's body to crack and Buddhist blood to seep out of his mouth.
"Stop!"
Suddenly, Duobao Rulai roared as he sent a palm strike at Ye Xuan. However, he was already seriously injured, so this strike had no effect on Ye Xuan.
Bang!
With a flip of his palm, he could create clouds and rain with a flip of his hand. Ye Xuan's palm struck out and directly sent Duobao Rulai flying. His body was even severely damaged as he fiercely smashed into the spirit mountain.
"Get over here!"
Ye Xuan roared ferociously. When he stretched out his palm, it directly grabbed the neck of the ancient Buddha Dipankara, causing the old monk to let out a muffled groan. A trace of despair flashed through his eyes.
"Old man, how dare you plot against me?"
Ye Xuan stared coldly at Dipankara. His fingers were tightening, causing Dipankara's neck to twist irregularly. It was as if Ye Xuan would break his neck in the next moment.
"Little Friend Ye … I advise you to stop now … Otherwise, you won't be able to leave Spirit Mountain," Dipankara said with difficulty. He did not seem to be begging for mercy because he was in Ye Xuan's hands.
"Ye Xuan, if you kill Dipankara and anger the Saint, you will also die on Spirit Mountain today." Duobao Rulai staggered over, blood flowing from his mouth...........................
"Ye Xuan, look who this is?"
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"Are you courting death?"
Ye Xuan didn't panic in the slightest as he watched the little girl fall into Princess Iron Fan's hands. When he opened and closed his eyes, there was even a trace of malice within them. This was because with his cultivation, he didn't need to wait for Princess Iron Fan to make a move.
"Amitabha!"
Suddenly, a sorrowful Buddhist chant resounded between heaven and earth. A dot of Buddhist light grew in the distant horizon. Before Princess Iron Fan could react, the little girl in her hand suddenly disappeared. This also stunned Princess Iron Fan.
"Who is it?" Princess Iron Fan roared angrily.
A slender figure walked over from the sky. A Buddhist light illuminated the entire Spirit Mountain. When this person appeared in the sky above Spirit Mountain, the entire mountain fell silent.
"Fighting Immortal Buddha?"
When the Bodhisattvas and Buddhas saw who it was, they exclaimed in surprise. Duobao Rulai, in particular, looked at the person with a complicated expression. He became silent.
"Ye Daoyou, the twelfth grade Golden Lotus of Merit is yours. Please show mercy and don't take the Dipankara Buddha's life."
He had golden hair and a benevolent face. A Buddhist light bloomed behind Sun Wukong. He spoke to Ye Xuan calmly, without any hostility at all.
"A Quasi-Saint?"
Sun Wukong's appearance made Ye Xuan squint his eyes. He constantly studied this legendary figure. With just a single glance, he could tell that he was already a Quasi-Saint, and he was definitely much more powerful than the Myriad Poison Ancestor.
"Damned monkey, how dare you ruin my plans?" Princess Iron Fan scolded.
"I'm saving your life." Sun Wukong helplessly shook his head, then looked at Ye Xuan and said, "Fellow Daoist Ye, this woman has some relationship with this poor monk in the past. Can you give this poor monk face and let her live?"
"Give me a reason to spare her!" Ye Xuan squinted his eyes.
"You're only a step away from condensing a true spirit and becoming a Quasi-Saint. I can point you in the right direction," Sun Wukong said calmly.
As soon as Sun Wukong finished speaking, Ye Xuan's expression slightly changed. It took him a few breaths of time to recover his composure. He casually threw the ancient Buddha Dipankara to the ground and didn't even look at Princess Iron Fan.
"Come with me, sir."
Sun Wukong nodded. He did not glance at the Bodhisattvas of the mountain the entire time. He strolled towards the northern peak of the mountain. This also made Ye Xuan pull the girl into his arms and follow Sun Wukong.
"Buddha, you can't let Ye Xuan take the Golden Lotus of Merit away," a Bodhisattva said anxiously.
"Shut up."
Suddenly, Duobao Rulai bellowed furiously, immediately silencing the entire mountain.
"Today's matter must not be publicized." Duobao Rulai's face was gloomy. He helped the Dipankara Buddha up. They looked at each other and saw the heaviness in each other's eyes. Then, they returned to the Great Leiyin Temple hand in hand.
"Stupid monkey, look at what you've done!" Princess Iron Fan scolded angrily. She turned into a stream of light and disappeared.
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The Great Leiyin Temple.
Everything was silent. The void was silent.
Duobao Rulai and the Dipankara Buddha sat opposite each other on the two golden lotus platforms. Their appearances were too miserable at the moment. The Buddhist light around them was disappearing and disappearing, proving that they had suffered extremely serious injuries. An extremely oppressive atmosphere was growing.
"He … he actually walked out of the northern peak of Spirited Mountain?"
After dozens of breaths, Duobao Rulai spoke in a heavy voice. If one listened carefully, they would find that there was a trace of tremor in his voice.
"Amitabha!"
The Dipankara Buddha shook his head bitterly and said, "Ye Xuan alone has already turned Spirited Mountain upside down. If Wukong really wants to release his inner demon, I'm afraid Spirited Mountain will suffer an unimaginable calamity."
"Back then, I told you that this monkey must be killed. But now … sigh!" Duobao Rulai wanted to say something but stopped. A look of horror flashed across his eyes.
"Everyone below the Saint Realm is an ant. Wukong understands this. Even if he is unwilling, as long as he doesn't enter the Saint Realm, he will still be the Divine Fighting Buddha. This has never changed. You can rest assured." The Dipankara Buddha sighed bitterly.
"I hope so." Duobao Rulai frowned, but a murderous intent flashed across his eyes. Whether it was Ye Xuan or this monkey, they were both big problems in his heart.
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