With a honglong sound, Mount Meru's faith power surged. A small Mount Meru appeared behind the old monk, completely formed from spiritual force.
Even though it was called a small one, it was still incomparably large compared to an ordinary mountain. It towered into the clouds, directly suppressing over, faster than everything, majestic and intimidating.
Everyone's expressions changed. This was clearly a type of extreme power. Strand after strand of emperor energy descended, leaving everyone shaken.
Moreover, this mountain's suppression was too ferocious. It was so large, directly crushing down. The heavens collapsed and the earth split, almost impossible to avoid.
Longma cursed out, saying, "Damned baldy, you really are a hypocrite, full of benevolence, all for the sake of buying time to refine this mountain. Damn you!"
Ye Fan moved, his entire body erupting with endless radiance. He stepped on a golden formation, taking large steps forward. This was the Heavenly Origin Divine Formation, the patterns he used to support his magical force and spiritual essence.
Chi!
A streak of scarlet multicolored light flew out. The longsword in his hand released a streak of resplendent immortal light, directly hacking at the 'small Mount Meru'. Meanwhile, he himself was also moving forward.
This was a head-on clash not only in name, but also in spirit. He couldn't cower back.
It was because the old monk was definitely not the leader of Mount Meru. If even he felt restraining fear, then there was no need to continue the following battles.
Ye Fan had prepared for such a long time, also raising his magical force to the peak. The two of them could be said to have used their most powerful attacks. When they collided, the world collapsed!
Mountains collapsed, sword radiance shattered. It was as if a vast sea surged between the two, a terrifying great collision taking place. It was incomparably majestic.
Everyone's expressions changed. Just how terrifying was Mount Meru, to actually stop the attack of an emperor artifact? The power of faith was tremendous and tyrannical, absolutely horrifying.
"The aura of a great emperor is spreading, this will power is the seed Amitabha Buddha planted. After being supported by all life, it is already heaven defying!" The Divine Silkworm Daoist suddenly spoke.
When everyone heard this, they were all shocked.
The Divine Silkworm Daoist was drunk, in his hands a wine gourd, looking quite dispirited. This was the first time he spoke in front of others.
"Western Desert is deep, it is true after all. I really don't know what kind of terrifying arrangements Amitabha Buddha left behind on this mountain." Qi Luo said to himself. Everyone's hearts sunk.
"The sea of bitterness has no bounds. Repent and you will be saved." The old monk was very calm as he stood halfway up the mountain. The monastery behind him shone brightly, making him look holy and peaceful.
Ye Fan snorted coldly. This time, he directly rushed forward, the killing sword in his hand trembling intensely. He continuously slashed out four times, divine force surging, all of it landing on Mount Meru.
"Almsgiver, you are being stubborn. As the saying goes, who can sing high in life, there must be a choice. Amitabha." The old monk chanted. Behind him, another Mount Meru formed by mental power rose and pressed forward.
In the back, everyone was grinding their teeth. This kind of hypocrisy was even more detestable than a true vile person. Longma hated him so much that she wanted to stomp his sixteen petals out of his face.
Ye Fan sneered again and again. This time, the sword qi was especially vigorous. Four daos merged into one, cutting open a path. He actually wanted to charge into Mount Meru.
"You can't!" The people behind him cried out.
The old monk smiled. The vast sea of psyche power around him surged, dazzling and dazzling. The psyche power had awakened, and he was about to become one with the entire Mount Meru, controlling endless power.
Chi!
Ten thousand streaks of sword radiance clashed with the power of faith. It was as if rivers and seas were overturned, and the entire sky was destroyed. It was extremely terrifying. The sword qi and power of faith rushed into the nine heavens, causing the stars in outer space to tremble.
And at this time, Ye Fan was completely silent. There was a Myriad Qi Cauldron floating above his head. The mouth of the cauldron was facing downwards, and streaks of radiance that resembled silver rivers poured out.
Honglong!
A third type of power appeared in this place. It was incomparably powerful and terrifying. It was also the power of faith, just that it was incompatible with the one on Mount Meru. The two collided, burning intensely and devouring each other.
In just a split second, a vacuum appeared in front of him, and a path was cut open.
The monk's expression changed because Ye Fan rushed over with lightning speed. The immortal sword in his hand trembled, cutting through the sea of psyche power and pressing straight towards him.
The appearance of the third type of power broke the balance in that instant. Ye Fan was forced to a certain distance, and his sword shook, about to kill the monk.
During this process, his consumption was extremely great. The accumulation of so many years in the cauldron almost reached its bottom in an instant. It couldn't compare to the boundless power of faith on Mount Meru at all.
Ye Fan didn't ascend Mount Meru, because that place was a dragon's pool and tiger's den. He couldn't enter at all. Even if the psyche power in his cauldron was a hundred or ten thousand times greater, it still wouldn't work. The difference was too great.
However, when he approached, the enormous mountain was right next to him. The power of faith broke the balance from before. Even though the opportunity was only a split second, for Ye Fan who was proficient in seizing opportunities, it was enough.
Sword qi tore through the sky, erupting with resplendent radiance. Even though most of it was neutralized, one strand still hacked into the monk's body. With a pu sound, a head tumbled down, and blood splashed everywhere.
"No!" The old monk cried out loudly, not daring to believe this reality.
He was standing at the waist of Mount Meru, yet he was actually killed. This was just too terrifying. Just a split second of opening was seized by someone, and his life was taken.
"Ah …" He only had time to let out one last cry before his body exploded and turned into a bloody mist.
Ye Fan's body swayed, and he used the Xing Formula under his feet. When the overwhelming power of faith counterattacked, he decisively retreated, and at the same time, slashed with the killing sword to block the psyche power.
"Master!"
"Ancient Buddha!"
At the waist of the mountain, dozens of arhats shouted loudly, but they couldn't change anything. The old monk turned into a pool of blood, and his body and soul were both destroyed.
"Good kill. This bald bastard talks about benevolence, righteousness, and morality, but he's too hypocritical. He should be killed with a sword." Longma cried out in satisfaction.
Ye Fan retreated, and looked at the Myriad Qi Cauldron again. The psyche power that had been accumulated over the years was almost dried up. Against Mount Meru, it actually melted into nothingness in a matter of seconds.
"This mountain is very terrifying!" Ye Fan sighed softly. Fortunately, he had never cared about the power of faith, and had never intended to refine it into his body. This time, using it to test the waters was not painful.
"Dang …" The bell rang, and the light of Mount Meru became many times brighter. It was like a mythical pure land, and it made one feel suffocated.
At the top of the mountain, the light of Buddha shone everywhere, illuminating the entire vast Western Desert.
Ye Fan and the others retreated, and then rose into the air, continuously flying upwards until they were level with the mountain peak.
The ancient temple at the top of the mountain was grand, simple, and magnificent. It was like an immortal palace, and the roof tiles and ridge were dyed with a layer of holy radiance.
A rusty bronze plaque hung on the centermost ancient temple. A few words were engraved on it, and they were written in strong strokes. It was "Great Thunder Temple".
Everyone frowned. Not to mention the others, but this bronze plaque was extraordinary. It had been nourished by the emperor's qi, and even now, there was still a terrifying fluctuation spreading out!
The bell was long and deafening. It was huge, and it hung behind the Great Thunder Temple. Buddha's light shone on it, and emperor's qi curled around it.
"It's not an emperor weapon, but many things have been used by the Amitabha Buddha, and some were even personally refined. It is terrifying and shocking."
Everyone sighed. This Mount Meru would definitely be difficult to attack. Even with emperor weapons, they might not be able to resist.
At this time, the bell stopped vibrating. The peak of Mount Meru was peaceful, and there were waves of chanting, as if the bodhisattvas and buddhas were singing together.
In front of the Great Thunder Temple, there was a withered tree. Its branches were like dragons, and it was extremely mysterious.
"Bodhi Immortal Tree!"
Ye Fan's heart jumped, and then he understood. This was the Bodhi Immortal Tree's previous incarnation. It was different from other immortal medicines, and each time it underwent nirvanic rebirth, it would leave behind a withered body and give birth to a seed.
The chanting continued, and the entire Mount Meru Temple seemed incomparably solemn and dignified. It was holy and pure, and spiritual force pervaded the air, existing together with all living beings.
The violet gold tiles and the majestic temple flickered with a metallic luster, making this place seem even more mysterious and unfathomable. At first glance, it was imposing and majestic.
"Amitabha Buddha, amitabha, amitabha." An aged Buddhist chant rang out in the Great Thunder Temple.
Following that, the doors opened, and many golden arhats appeared. Buddhist light shone behind their heads, sacred and dignified. Next came the guardian vajra and the others. The four most famous vajra positions were actually inherited by someone in this generation.
Dharma Splashing Vajra, Absolute Victory Vajra, Vigorous Vajra, and Eternal Vajra. Each of them was more solemn than the last, and buddhist qi pervaded the air. The four were incomparably tall and intimidating.
Behind them were the guardian deities of the buddhas, and the most famous were the four heavenly kings — Dhrtarastra of the east, Zenith Growth of the south, Virūpākṣa of the west, and Vaṃsāra of the north. All of them were glaring angrily, looking extremely divine and holy.
The hearts of the people from the Heavenly Village sank. The foundations of the buddhism were too deep, and even these dao immortals had appeared.
Behind them were the bodhisattvas and ancient buddhas. This made people rejoice because there were only a few of them, and they couldn't be compared to the ancient times.
It was said that in the era when Amitabha the Great was alive, there were many bodhisattvas and ancient buddhas. They sat cross-legged in the heavens, and the light of buddha illuminated hundreds of millions of miles.
However, before everyone could completely relax, they immediately sank again because an old monk walked out of the Great Thunder Temple. It was obvious that he was the Great Sage!
This was an ancient buddha. Although his aura was restrained, he still gave people an oppressive pressure. Unlike the other monks, his head was bright, and he actually had some sparse yellow hair like wild grass. His face was full of wrinkles, like a dried orange. He was very old, and his body was withered, but the hidden vitality was terrifying.
"It's him, Great Ancient Buddha Mo Ke. You are indeed still alive!" Princess Divine Silkworm immediately raised her eyes.
"Amitabha Buddha, this old monk's cultivation has yet to reach perfection, and I can't attain nirvana. I can only continue to live in this world with my dying breaths." This old monk with sparse yellow hair put his palms together, looking sorrowful.
In the past, the Victorious Fighting Buddha had fought a fierce battle with him, and in the end, he was suppressed under Mount Meru. She didn't expect him to escape now.
"As expected, everything was caused by you." Princess Divine Silkworm's eyes were ice-cold.
"This poor monk's worldly desires are void. I wonder what you mean by this, benefactor." Ancient Buddha Mo Ke had a benevolent expression, and he was calm and composed.
Clang!
At this moment, Princess Divine Silkworm's body shone with nine types of celestial light, and clanging sounds rang out incessantly. Piece after piece of armor covered her graceful body, and the aura of an ancient great emperor was released, causing many people to almost collapse on the spot. Even this Mount Meru shook.
Ancient Emperor Battle Robe!
This was the celestial robe of the ancient emperor who had undergone ten transformations in the Divine Silkworm Ridge and was invincible in the end.
At this moment, Princess Divine Silkworm was dazzling, and her entire body flowed with treasure light. She was like a heroic goddess of war, and the aura of a great emperor filled the air, terrifying to the extreme.
Even Sages trembled when facing her. This was an irresistible aura.
On Mount Meru, many golden arhats were trembling, finding it difficult to bear. However, after Ancient Buddha Mo Ke called out Buddha's name, everything returned to normal. A treasured pestle appeared in his right hand, and a purple-gold luster flowed, revealing an aura that could suppress the ages.
This was a weapon personally refined by Great Emperor Amitabha — Demon Subduing Pestle!
This Thearch artifact had actually fallen into Mo Ke's hands. There was no worse news than this.
Tap, tap …
Powerful and rhythmic footsteps rang out, and another person walked out of the Great Thunderclap Temple. All the arhats, vajras, bodhisattvas, and ancient buddhas bowed respectfully when they saw him.
Even Great Sage Mo Ke, who held the Thearch artifact, was the same. He was very respectful to this person and bowed half a master's greeting.
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