The seven mountains that concealed the Buddha statues appeared to be scattered and ordinary. However, Lu Xiaotian cultivated the Buddhist cultivation method. Even in the Spiritual Realm, no one could surpass him in this Dao. At this moment, his consciousness enveloped the seven mountains. Although Lu Xiaotian did not see the method, he could vaguely feel the mystery of the distribution of the seven mountains. Although it was difficult to call out their names, he could feel that the seven mountains played an irreplaceable role in suppressing the Rahu.
Lu Xiaotian's consciousness spread into the mountains and gradually approached the Buddha statues in the mountains. He saw that the seemingly ordinary mountain suddenly faintly moved with Buddhist light. Lu Xiaotian actually sensed an aura that originated from the same source. Between heaven and earth, there was a vast sound of Sanskrit chanting. Lu Xiaotian even felt that the magic power in his body, especially the sarira and the Demon Subduing Pagoda, had become unprecedentedly active.
The sound of Sanskrit chanting seemed to gradually disappear between heaven and earth. However, the vibrations in Lu Xiaotian's sea of consciousness became stronger and stronger. Although the Demon Subduing Pagoda, the sarira, and the Ancestral Buddha Seal had all been restored to their original state, the battle with the Primeval Swordfiend still left sword scars on them after being slashed by the latter's sword radiance.
At this moment, under the constant vibrations in his body, the sword marks were slowly fading away and beginning to recover. In the process of the sword marks disappearing, Lu Xiaotian felt that he seemed to have gained the recognition of the Buddha statues in the seven mountains.
The aura of the Demon Subduing Pagoda and the sarira in his body seemed to have activated the Buddha statues in the seven mountains. A spiritual light flashed in the mountains, and the light shadows of the seven monks vaguely appeared. Within the spiritual light, the seven monks who had achieved the Dao had different expressions, but they seemed to be one and did not give off a contradictory feeling.
After a moment, the seven light shadows merged into one, and the light shadows of the monks in front of him became more vivid.
The light shadows of the monks had a pure aura, and they were as beautiful as heaven and earth, without a speck of dust. Even Lu Xiaotian could not help but feel a sense of piety. The Yao-Sealing Pagoda, the śarīra, and the Ancestral Buddha Seal involuntarily floated out of his body, intertwining with the Buddhist light emanating from the silhouette in front of him. They fused with each other without any resistance.
A dusty memory surfaced in Lu Xiaotian's mind. In this memory, there was a group of monks discussing the Dharma, a rising sun, and a world filled with Buddhist light. There were lotus ponds in the sea, towering ancient trees, as well as Buddhist ritual grounds surrounded by white clouds...
An unknown number of years ago, in a ruin shrouded in smoke, there were broken swords and halberds that had lost their masters drifting about the ruins. They were filled with chaotic, berserk, immortal, and various other auras. There were all sorts of powerful immortal souls and devil souls that wandered about in search of food.
A Rahu beast with a scarlet face, two horns on its forehead, and a body covered in battle armor stood upright on the ground. It held the Demonic Moon Warhammer in its hand, and when it swung down, the flowing clouds shattered and the ground sank. Countless dead souls and ownerless magic treasures that were floating in the void collapsed. Behind the Rahu, countless devil armies rode on devil boats, and a hundred devil beasts broke through the clouds to arrive.
On the ruined land, in the void, a great battle broke out. Even Lu Xiaotian, who had experienced hundreds of battles, couldn't help but be shaken.
On the other side, an army brimming with immortal aura charged forward. The general in embroidered robes wielded a long spear, and eight dragons pulled a giant chariot.
Looking at the eight dragons pulling the giant chariot, Lu Xiaotian felt an inexplicable sense of anger and disdain. His disdain was directed at the eight dragons that were willing to submit. His anger was directed at the embroidered robed general on the chariot.
Armies from different camps clashed. Wherever the Rahu's Demonic Moon Warhammer struck, the army of the immortal world suffered heavy casualties. The embroidered robed general's dragon-riding chariot fought fiercely against the Rahu. That vast scene stirred the laws of heaven and earth. Even with Lu Xiaotian's current realm, just the fragmented memories of the Buddha image's light shadow made Lu Xiaotian's soul tremble. After a while, even Lu Xiaotian couldn't help but feel dizzy. Lu Xiaotian didn't dare to look straight at it.
The war between the immortal world and the devil army was fierce. Regardless of whether the soldiers were reduced to wandering dead souls, or countless immortal weapons and devil magic treasures were reduced to ownerless remnants.
The war was blazing. The immortal and devil armies suffered heavy casualties. The Rahu and the embroidered robed general of the dragon-riding chariot soared into the sky. The Rahu tore apart several dragons with his bare hands, and the Demonic Moon Warhammer smashed the dragon-riding chariot to pieces. The embroidered robed general retreated several thousand kilometers. The two sides fought from the ruins to the place where the human cultivators were gathered. Those who were affected suffered heavy casualties.
The embroidered robed general was smashed into the cracked canyon by the hammer, and no trace of him was seen for a long time. The Rahu howled at the sky and slammed his hammer into the ground. Countless low-level cultivators and immortals who wanted to flee into the void were knocked unconscious by the wave-like shock waves. They fell to the ground like hailstones. Some of the weaker cultivators were even blasted apart, turning into a bloody mist.
No one could stop the ferocious Rahu. He slaughtered countless humans in the immortal world.
Then, a monk with a jade-like complexion descended from the sky with his palms pressed together. He took over the heavily injured embroidered robed general and fought the Rahu.
Following closely behind the senior monk were several other monks. The Rahu's demonic flames soared to the sky. He fought with several monks, breaking out of different spaces and entering the void. He even crossed through different planes. The Rahu's demonic essence was boundless. The senior monk in the lead barely managed to hold on. Some of the monks beside him fell, destroyed in body and soul by the Demonic Moon Warhammer.
The Buddhist light behind the senior monk seemed to have stimulated his own strength. For a moment, he was evenly matched with the Rahu wielding the Demonic Moon Warhammer. The two of them entered the shattered space and fought from the immortal world to the spiritual world. Finally, they fought to the plane where Lu Xiaotian was at the beginning. Monks from different planes were summoned by the senior monk. They participated in this unprecedented battle.
The senior monk and the Rahu shattered space and crossed over. They fought fiercely and destroyed everything along the way, but they also suffered a backlash from the power of the planes. In the end, the senior monk split his Buddha body into seven. He didn't hesitate to pay the price and turned into seven huge mountains that fell on the Rahu's body. With the senior monk's strength, it was not enough to suppress the mighty Rahu. However, the senior monk burned his life force as the price to trigger the power of the planes. The difference in strength between the two sides was not that great. Even though Rahu was stronger, he was not spared. His majestic and imposing body fell, suppressing the entire world. Half of his body smashed into the boundless continent. A huge crater was smashed into the continent, and the continent was split into several pieces. The crater formed the Blue Devil Sea Territory …
The other half of his body was stuck in another space, and it was eroded by the power of the space year after year.
The senior monk in the lead sacrificed his life to build a temporary passage. A monk from the spiritual world wore a purple-gold kasaya and brought the Seven Disciples of the Buddhist Sect here to find the senior monk. The purple-gold kasaya fell into this world, and the passage was destroyed. The Seven Disciples of the Buddhist Sect were also trapped here. They followed the guidance of the senior monk's spirit to build an ancient tomb and strengthen the Buddhist seal. They planted the Silver-Leaf Paulownia Wood and used the spiritual wood's Buddhist light to nourish the senior monk's spirit.
Later, the Primeval Sword Demon's sword embryo entered this world and fought with the Seven Disciples of the Buddhist Sect. The Seven Disciples were all killed, and the sword embryo's clone was destroyed. The Silver-Leaf Paulownia Wood's spirituality was severely damaged, and a few of its seeds were lost. The ancient tomb couldn't completely seal the overflowing demonic aura. This portion of demonic aura that passed through the seal nourished countless evil creatures.
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