The mournful cries came from the left and right, up and down. The sound was like a ghostly owl, making one's hair stand on end.
Naturally, Ye Xuan would not be so frightened. He stood in place and looked ahead. There were temples here, and compared to the stone hall before, there were actually several temples here.
However, these temples had obviously existed for a long time. Even the stone temples were filled with the marks of time and were covered with weeds. Most of the temples had even collapsed. There was no Buddha-nature at all. Instead, the atmosphere was gloomy, like a ghost prison.
Just as Ye Xuan stood still, he suddenly saw a black shadow rushing towards him like a ghost. Its hair was disheveled, and it bared its fangs and brandished its claws like a ferocious ghost.
"Another one, what a pity!" Facing the ghost pouncing on him, Ye Xuan's expression was calm. He nodded slightly and then flicked his finger. A golden light burst out like lightning.
"Puff!"
With a muffled sound, the ghost-like figure suddenly paused, then directly fell backwards, stirring up a cloud of dust.
At this time, the true appearance of the ghost was finally seen. It was actually an old monk. He wore a gray monk's robe, and his skin seemed to be cast from gold. It seemed that he had cultivated to the Arhat Realm, but at this time, he did not have the slightest Buddha-nature on him. Instead, his face was ferocious, and his face was covered with fine blood-red scales, extending all the way to his neck. Even now that he was dead, his body was still surrounded by black fog. He looked like an evil ghost that had sneaked into the human world from hell.
Ye Xuan also knew why this person would be like this. It was nothing more than a devout devotion to Buddha like the previous few old monks. Unfortunately, when he died, he did not truly reach the Spirit Mountain. Before he died, he developed resentment and turned into a Resentful Corpse.
Facing this kind of Resentful Corpse, the most effective way was naturally to transcend it. Unfortunately, Ye Xuan did not have a way to transcend it. He glanced at the Resentful Corpse on the ground and then flicked his finger again. A red glow fell on the Resentful Corpse. Suddenly, flames rose, and the Resentful Corpse was burned into ashes.
This was just an interlude on the road. Ye Xuan did not stop and continued along the ancient road.
Sure enough, this wasn't a coincidence. The Holy Mountain was the holy land in the hearts of Buddhist cultivators. It was just like how cultivators wanted to become immortals and enter the world of immortals. They spent their entire lives cultivating just to reach the Holy Mountain. As long as they reached a certain level of attainment, they would walk on this path.
However, this path was a path of no return for those devout Buddhist cultivators. Without sacred objects, without knowing the secret language, and without the ability to reach the heavens, these devout Buddhists could only fall one by one on the way to Spirited Mountain. Some gave up helplessly, while others turned into resentful corpses like the old monk, filling the ancient road leading to Spirited Mountain.
Along the way, he met more than a hundred old monks like this. Every single one of them was an eminent monk, and some of them were even comparable to a king of the Severing Path. It was a pity that they could only pass away before the Spirited Mountain, and never had the chance to see the Spirited Mountain.
Such a thing was enough to make others feel pity, and it was the saddest thing for those who worshiped Buddha.
Ye Xuan was speechless towards such a thing. This was the obsession of Buddhist cultivators. They swore not to return until they saw the Spirited Mountain. If he encountered an old monk that had passed away naturally, he would bow to them, and if he encountered an old monk that had turned into resentful corpses after death, he would kill them.
They cultivated Buddhism for their entire lives and were compassionate, yet they turned into resentful corpses in the end. Presumably, it wasn't what they wanted, so killing them could be considered as freeing them.
After passing through a few tens of mountains, the ancient road ahead was suddenly cut off.
Yes, the ancient road had suddenly been cut off because there was an abyss blocking the way. Only by passing through the abyss could the ancient road be continued.
The abyss was incomparably dark, and it was unknown how deep it was. Black mist billowed into the sky, and numerous shrill howls sounded out from within. It seemed like there were countless evil spirits and devils struggling within, and they wanted to escape from the abyss.
"Interesting!" Sensing the endless murderous aura and demonic aura that permeated above the abyss, Ye Xuan couldn't help but raise his brows, and then he actually directly stepped onto the abyss.
This abyss was very special. Not only was it filled with murderous aura and demonic aura, there were also traces of the Dao of the formation. It was obvious that it was suppressing the devils from the abyss to rush out. Under the effect of these murderous aura, demonic aura, and Dao of the formation, this abyss formed a special forcefield. Unless one's cultivation level surpassed the person who set up this abyss, one could only cross the abyss step by step with one's own cultivation level.
However, if Ye Xuan's guess was correct, the person who set up this abyss should be Gautama Buddha, a terrifying Quasi-emperor. Even with his current cultivation level, he temporarily couldn't be compared to Gautama Buddha.
However, this didn't mean that Ye Xuan was afraid. This was only a formation set up by Gautama Buddha. He had even broken through the formation of a Great Emperor, not to mention that Gautama Buddha was merely a Quasi-emperor.
Moreover, this formation that Gautama Buddha set up was only a test for those who trespassed into the Spiritual Mountain. Buddha was merciful, as long as one's cultivation level could subdue the devils in the abyss, one could directly pass this test.
As soon as his right foot stepped onto the abyss, the demonic aura below surged, and a terrifying aura suddenly erupted from Ye Xuan's body. The void trembled, and his body emitted an infinite amount of divine light. Divine chains of order evolved from the void, like divine phoenixes circling around his body. It was as if a Celestial Emperor had been reborn, a deity had been born, shocking the world.
This was Ye Xuan's true appearance. With his current cultivation level, if he revealed his true cultivation level, it would be earth-shattering. Even the Great Dao would resonate, and all sorts of strange phenomena would appear.
It was just that normally, he would deliberately conceal his cultivation level. Otherwise, it would be very difficult for anyone in this world to approach his body.
Releasing the holy might of his true body, the light was immeasurable, and the divine might was boundless. Beams of divine splendor were like heavenly blades that cut through the void, dissolving all the evil. The demons that originally wanted to rush up from the abyss, under the illumination of these beams of divine splendor, were instantly melted away like snow and ice, disappearing in the midst of their shrill screams.
Step by step, Ye Xuan walked towards the other side of the abyss. Like a Buddha, he suppressed all the demons and ghosts. Wherever he passed, the murderous aura and demonic aura all disappeared. Even the majority of the demons in the abyss were killed, and only a small portion of them hid in the depths of the abyss, not daring to show their heads again.
In this way, Ye Xuan successfully walked through the abyss and stepped onto the broken ancient path.
However, after walking for a few dozen miles, he had no choice but to stop, because in front of him was a vast and boundless ocean …
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