How many years had it been since Mount Meru was bathed in blood? This place was sacred and flawless, never once stained with blood. Yet today, something like this happened.
No one expected Ye Fan to be this straightforward, directly drawing his sword and killing that young monk, turning him into a bloody paste, dying a violent death on Mount Meru.
This was definitely a huge disaster. Since ancient times, who dared to do this? Even if there was a battle, no one dared to kill Buddha on Mount Meru without the slightest scruple!
"Amitabha …" The middle-aged monk at the waist of the mountain chanted, his face full of sorrow. He was chanting the Rebirth Scripture to carry out deliverance. A moment later, he suddenly raised his head, his eyes shooting out two oppressive rays of light as he shouted, "How can a great demon like you disturb the pure land of Buddhism?"
Wenglonglong!
The heaven and earth shook violently, as if there was endless lightning resonating. Mount Meru released endless light, and the power of faith swept out like a vast ocean. Tens of thousands of silver waterfalls poured down. This was an ocean of faith.
The power of faith was like an ocean, but also like a blade, surging violently, radiance reaching a hundred thousand zhang. It was divine and majestic as it overflowed the heavens and attacked forward.
"You think I'm afraid of you?!" Dongfang Ye released a long roar, his messy long hair dancing in the wind. He raised the wolf tooth club in his hand and smashed it forward.
This weapon had previously been damaged, but now, it had already been repaired. It was a Great Holy Artifact that possessed great power, ferocious and domineering. It was as if a pillar that supported the heavens collapsed, rumbling with noise, smashing until even primal chaos surged.
Boom!
With a violent tremor, the ocean of faith ahead was obstructed, and the wolf tooth club's supreme power pushed forward for more than ten li, but it was also dissolved.
With a final loud sound, tens of thousands of zhang of lightning exploded, heaven and earth split apart. The savage took a few steps back, and the surging power of faith also disappeared.
Everyone sucked in a breath of cold air. This was Mount Meru, almost impenetrable.
One has to know that the savage was a saint king, and what he used was a Great Sage weapon. However, it was completely blocked outside by the power of faith drawn by a middle-aged monk, unable to attack.
One could imagine how terrifying this place was.
If it was the leader of Mount Meru, or the matchless old monk that walked out from the Great Thunderclap Temple at the peak of the mountain, what kind of terrifying situation would it be?!
Buddhism was unfathomable, everything they relied on was in this Mount Meru.
"Who dares to barge into my Buddhist Sect's Pure Land? Although my temple is merciful, we cannot tolerate a great demon of the world causing trouble." The enormous mountain was tens of thousands of zhang tall. It was so huge that it was terrifying. A shout came from above.
Buddhist powerhouses appeared. This time, dozens of Arhats appeared one after another. Every one of them had attained the Golden Body. Rings of Buddhist light formed behind their heads, and every one of them looked dignified.
The one at the center was an old monk who wore a kasaya. There were sun, moon, and stars moving about on it. His eyebrows were snow white, his face full of wrinkles. There was a type of dignity as he indifferently looked downwards.
"Monk, don't ask a question you already know the answer to. Let Hua Hua out, or I will trample Mount Meru!" Li Tian shouted.
When these words came out, the dozens of arhats behind the old monk could not remain calm. For so many years, who dared to speak like this? What did they think Mount Meru was?!
"That child has fate with my Buddhist Sect. Leading him into the sect and allowing him to withdraw from the world of mortals is a great natural luck." The old monk calmly said.
"You all are rebelling, speaking nonsense with your eyes wide open. Guiding disciples, scheming divine abilities, despicable and shameless, yet you can still speak in such a dignified manner. Are you buddhas or demons?!" Li Tian berated. He opened his mouth and spat out. A sparkling and translucent furnace flew out and enlarged in an instant.
Immediately, Nanming Li Fire overflowed, Vermilion Bird Divine Fire surged, Samadhi True Fire surged, and Five Elements Essence Flames engulfed everything. This was a flaming cloud, a blazing ocean that covered the sky and covered the earth.
The goddess furnace tore apart heaven and earth, enlarging to the size of an enormous mountain. Its entire body was sparkling and releasing auspicious brilliance. It pressed down, bringing with it an endless flame attack that wanted to break through Mount Meru.
"Buddhism has the virtue of cherishing life, but you all are demons, stirring up chaos in the world. I have no choice but to use weapons to suppress you." The old monk said. He released a light shout. The dozens of arhats behind him all moved, each of them releasing endless buddhist light, guiding the endless power of faith to resist the goddess furnace.
This was a great collision. The goddess furnace was extremely powerful, but in the end, it was blasted flying, unable to break through.
Mount Meru was too divine, like a boundless emperor weapon. With the support of so much faith power, it was impervious to all methods. It also possessed endless pressure towards the outside world.
"Monk, are you really not going to let my disciple go?" Ye Fan revealed a cold smile, revealing a mouthful of snow-white teeth. Killing intent was revealed.
"In this life, he is destined to be my buddhist sect's disciple. The relationship between you and him as master and disciple has already been severed." The old monk said. He stared at the dark red killing sword on Ye Fan's back, feeling great restraining fear.
"Then don't blame me for unleashing a great slaughter!" Ye Fan shouted coldly. If reason didn't work, then he could only fight a bloody battle, slaughter his way up Mount Meru.
"Amitabha, excellent, excellent. Benefactor's viciousness is too great. You need to cultivate your heart and learn to let go." The old monk advised, putting on a compassionate appearance.
"Let go? Bullsh * t! " Longma roared, like a thunderclap, shaking everyone's ears until they felt numb. He added, "Hypocritical to the extreme."
The expression of the old monk on Mount Meru became sluggish. The dozens of arhats were even more dumbfounded. Who was this person? He was too vulgar, roaring at Mount Meru, speaking such malicious words.
"If I can stop the war by killing and bring peace to the world, this old monk is willing to be a sinner, even if my hands are stained with blood. Amitabha, I will first apologize to the buddha. "The old monk chanted continuously.
Then, he raised his head and chanted an incantation. The entire Mount Meru became different. The silver-white holy light began to change into a golden color. Mental force surged violently, vast and immeasurable.
There was a great pressure that pervaded outwards, as if a great emperor was awakening. It actually vaguely aimed at Ye Fan, blocking the dark red killing sword in his hands.
Mount Meru was incomparably powerful. This kind of mental force actually had strands of emperor qi mixed together. It was terrifying and overflowing. It wanted to freeze Numinous Treasure Celestial Being's killing sword.
Moreover, a void door appeared on the mountain as if it was connected to another world. Waves of roars came from it, as if a group of primordial beasts were about to come out of the gate. They spread out a world-shocking aura.
"The eight divisions come into being, protect the Buddhist Sect and suppress the demons!" the old monk shouted.
A large black hole appeared on Mount Meru, and groups of experts rushed out from within. All of them had strange appearances and were definitely not humans. There were pythons, yakshas, asuras, golden-winged bird deities … All of them had terrifying auras and were mysterious and unfathomable!
"Eight divisions of heavenly dragons!" Qi Luo's expression changed. They had seen them last time and suffered quite a bit.
These were the yakshas, gandharva, asura, garuda, and other eight divisions of heavenly dragons. They were all mysterious and powerful races that had become protectors after submitting to the Buddhist Sect.
"The Buddhist Sect really isn't good people. These should all be rare ancient race experts, yet they were converted into followers and reduced to thugs."
Who said the Buddhist Sect had come into being? These were all experts. When they gathered together, they became a toppling power. When they took action at the crucial moment, they could sweep through a region.
Ye Fan had long since drawn his sword and pointed it at Mount Meru. However, it was as if an ancient emperor was truly awakening there, releasing an incomparably majestic power to stop him.
On Mount Meru, the eight divisions took the initiative. All of their baleful auras overflowed into the heavens like a surging flood. They rushed down the mountain, each and every one of them shockingly powerful.
"They are all saints, and there are so many of them in just one division. Just how powerful is the eight divisions?!" Ye Tong's expression changed.
A long roar sounded. The ancient golden peng beside Ye Fan flapped its wings. Its golden feathers were dazzling. It spread its wings and rushed into the sky, pouncing towards the golden-winged bird divine division and unleashing a fierce attack.
Honglong!
It struck its wings horizontally like a clenched fist, killing several golden birds. Blood dripped everywhere, and feathers flew everywhere.
"This seems to be a type of fist technique. Its power is so great!" Yan Yixi said softly. The people behind were moved.
Great Peng King Fist!
This was what the ancient golden peng sensed when he watched Ye Fan create the Celestial Emperor Fist. It stood on his shoulder and comprehended a divine ability under the Bodhi tree. At this moment, it was displayed, sweeping through everything before it.
"Pu", "Pu" …
Blood splashed everywhere, and divine feathers were in disorder. The golden-winged peng used the king fist, killing all the bird deities cleanly and efficiently.
Everyone was shocked. The old monk and the arhats on Mount Meru also changed expressions. This ancient golden peng had reached the Heavenly King Realm and was about to become the Great Sage. Moreover, this divine ability was too powerful!
A roar came from Mount Meru. Many golden bird deities rushed out from the Void Gate again, making up for the eight divisions. This shocked Ye Tong and the others.
"These aren't their true bodies. They aren't the original eight divisions, but formed from the willpower of Mount Meru," Princess Divine Silkworm said.
"Brothers, what are you waiting for? Follow me and kill the eight divisions so that they can never appear again," Longma shouted.
He took out an ancient tablet with the two words "Heavenly Soldier" carved on it. He activated it together with the Nine-Tailed Crocodragon, the Golden Lion, the Black Bear Saint, and the other ten Saint Kings. In an instant, a violent wind blew, and a baleful aura covered the sky and earth. There were figures everywhere, and their shouts shook the heavens.
A hundred thousand Heavenly Soldiers appeared out of thin air, charging forward like dark clouds. After so many years of practice, Longma and the others could truly display a portion of the Heavenly Soldier's ancient tablet's divine might.
These hundred thousand Heavenly Soldiers and the great army of the eight divisions could be said to have the same effect. They were endless and boundless, shocking the world.
Blade light and sword shadows, a rain of blood, war drums were like thunder, and magic treasures filled the sky. This place was in chaos, and the shouts of war were deafening. It was as if the universe was about to be overturned.
In the end, the eight divisions dimmed, and the hundred thousand Heavenly Soldiers also slowly retreated. They returned to the stone tablet, and peace was restored.
They clearly saw blood splattering and murderous aura, but in the end, all of this disappeared.
"Amitabha, benefactor, you are too stubborn. You must know that the sea of bitterness has no bounds. Repent and you will be saved," the old monk advised earnestly with a face full of sorrow.
"Let my disciple return," Ye Fan said calmly.
"The fate between you two master and disciple has come to an end. You must know how to let go in life. Turn around and leave," the old monk said with his palms pressed together. He stared at the dark red sword in Ye Fan's hand with extreme fear.
"Damn monk, shut up!" Longma scolded. When he heard the other party's benevolent words, he couldn't help but want to curse out loud. There was no reason to speak of.
"Is this what you meant when you said that there is only Buddha and reason left in this place?" Ye Fan sneered and evaluated, "It is as empty as silence!"
At this moment, he started to step forward. He stared at the boundless Buddha light of Mount Meru and advanced against the great pressure. He held the dark red celestial sword in his hand and pointed it at the old monk, ready to attack.
"Stopping the war by killing is not what I want. I have sinned, I have sinned. Amitabha. The great demon is forcing me, so I have no choice but to start killing. Please forgive me, Buddha. "The old monk chanted.
With a rumble, boundless Buddha light appeared behind him. He let out a loud roar and the earth shook. The entire Mount Meru seemed to have awakened, and he wanted to use the power of the sect to suppress Ye Fan.
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