With a thought, Zhang Dongyun appeared in front of Spiritual Light Temple's Abbot Zhi Deng and the others.
Abbot Zhi Deng and the two elders Zhi Feng and Zhi Yan were protecting their monks, trying their best to escape the pursuit of the Righteous Sect's experts.
Seeing that the Middle Earth was about to fall into the hands of the Twelve Kings of Hell, the Spiritual Light Temple had no choice but to abandon their base and escape.
The entire Middle Earth was huge, and there was no place for them to hide.
Now, they could only retreat to the West Region.
That was where Buddhism first spread to the East, and where Buddhism first spread to the Dong Sheng Divine Continent. It had already become the foundation of Buddhism, and was slowly spreading to the Middle Earth, Southern Wasteland, Northern Mang, and Eastern Border.
However, to be honest, after so many years, the Buddhist lineage of the Middle Earth and the various Buddhist sects of the West Region had more or less estranged.
Although the two sides seemed to be on the same side on the surface, there were also turbulent undercurrents in their hearts.
Unless they had no other choice, Abbot Zhi Deng and the others did not want to go to the West Region.
However, the current situation in the Middle Earth did not allow them to have any other choice.
At that moment, they could only temporarily put aside their former enmity and go to the West Region to seek a foothold.
Although Chang 'an City was powerful, they would still have to fight the Northern Mang Emperor Gao Shihui.
Everyone should temporarily retreat and endure, and watch the tigers fight. It would not be too late to make plans after the battle between Chang 'an and Northern Mang was decided.
With such thoughts in mind, the Spiritual Light Temple tried their best to escape the pursuit of the Righteous Sect, crossing the Desolate Sea and rushing to the West Region.
However, on the sea, the sea suddenly surged.
The endless sea water condensed into a palm at that moment. The size of the palm was immeasurable, and it was impossible to measure the size of the palm.
The huge palm came from below, as if it was lifting the sky, and grasping the entire world in its palm.
The Spiritual Light Temple's people were shocked, and even the Righteous Sect's Daoist experts like Daoist Cheng Yang had a change of expression.
However, when the palm formed by the sea water closed, it passed by the Righteous Sect's people like a stream of water, and did not capture them.
Daoist experts like Daoist Cheng Yang and Daoist Zizhang heaved a sigh of relief, knowing that it was a friend and not an enemy.
However, after that sigh of relief, they were once again shocked.
Daoist Immortal Soul experts had their own powers to move mountains and fill seas.
However, the terrifying power contained within the palm was something that Reverend Cheng Yang, Reverend Zizhang and the others at the thirteenth level could not achieve. Even the fourteenth level Tai Qing Palace's Sect Master Peng Ziling was far from it.
The people of the Righteous Faction were enlightened. "With such supernatural powers, could it be that … the City Lord of Chang 'an has come in person?"
While everyone was guessing, they saw the giant palm clench its five fingers and capture all the monks of the Lingguang Temple.
This included Abbot Zhi Deng, Master Zhi Yan, and Master Zhi Feng, the three high monks of the thirteenth realm who had already cultivated the Dharmakaya of the Vairocana realm of Buddhism.
"Merciful Buddha!"
Abbot Zhi Deng and the others were unwilling to sit still and wait for death. They chanted the name of Buddha in unison.
Rays of Buddhist light condensed, revealing the Pure Land.
Without the mountain gate of the Lingguang Temple as a link, the pure lands of Abbot Zhi Deng and the other eminent monks could not be connected.
Even so, the three 13th realm Buddhist monks still displayed their powers. Under the support of the Dharmakaya Pure Land, it was as if three Buddhist kingdoms had descended upon the mortal world.
Abbot Zhi Deng and the other two performed the same Buddhist supernatural powers at the same time.
They formed the Lion Seal with one hand and the Sun Wheel Seal with the other. The two seals combined and then pushed forward together.
It was the true inheritance of the Leiyin Temple in the past and the secret supreme technique of the current Lingguang Temple, the Amitabha Palm.
As the Buddhist light flashed, it condensed into three giant Buddha palms.
In terms of size, it seemed that each of them could compete with the giant palm formed by the ocean.
Above the sky, Zhang Dongyun looked at this scene and smiled while shaking his head.
Not to mention the Amitabha Palm.
Even if Zhi Deng and the other two performed the Vairocana Palm together, it would be useless.
The giant palm formed by the ocean water smashed the three Buddha palms in the air without any suspense. Then, without stopping, it firmly grasped the bald monks of the Lingguang Temple in the palm.
As the fingers of the giant palm closed, the pure lands in the palm were all crushed.
Under the pressure of the immeasurably huge force, the monks of the Lingguang Temple quickly fell silent.
"The City Lord's supernatural powers are unparalleled. I and the others admire you greatly."
Reverend Cheng Yang, Reverend Zi Zhang, and the other Righteous Faction experts all bowed towards the sky.
"Thank you for your concern." An indistinct but dignified voice came from the sky and quickly faded away.
Reverend Cheng Yang and the others bowed again and looked at the ocean that had returned to its original state. They sighed in admiration and returned to the Middle Earth.
A certain City Lord surnamed Zhang grabbed the monks of the Lingguang Temple and reappeared in the Middle Earth in the next moment.
He quietly looked at the Buddhist temple below him.
This place was located in the Liu Clan's Great Xuan Dynasty of the Middle Earth. It was the location of the Middle Mountain Temple, one of the three great Buddhist sects of the Middle Earth.
Compared to the Lingguang Temple, which was located in the Great Qian Dynasty, this place was a step slower in receiving news and making judgments.
However, these two great Buddhist temples both made the same decision.
Currently, the Middle Mountain Temple was in a slight disturbance, but it quickly calmed down. Under the guidance of the elders of the temple, they began to move and prepare to leave the Middle Earth.
Abbot Kong Yuan and the other experts of the temple were on guard, guarding against any sudden attack by Chang 'an's experts.
The information collected so far showed that the City of Chang 'an was still dealing with the Great Qian Dynasty.
The entire Great Qian Dynasty would soon fall into the control of Chang 'an.
However, this was bound to be a process and time.
This time was enough for the Middle Mountain Temple to move and hide in the Western Regions.
Moreover, to put it bluntly, apart from the Great Qian Dynasty, the City of Chang 'an still had to deal with the Lingguang Temple in the Great Qian Dynasty.
The Middle Mountain Temple's relocation was a precautionary measure, so the time was not too tight.
However, at this moment, a nightmare descended.
The disaster came from the place where the Middle Mountain Temple had been living all these years.
The ground around the temple suddenly shook, even more violently than an earthquake.
It was as if a hand had reached out from the ground and grasped the entire Zhongyue Temple in the palm of its hand.
Abbot Kong Yuan and the others were shocked, but they quickly regained their composure.
While ordering their disciples to evacuate as soon as possible, they hurriedly activated the mountain protection restriction of the Middle Mountain Temple.
White lotuses bloomed one after another, protecting the mountain gate of Zhongyue Temple.
However, it did not even stop for a moment. The palm formed by the ground crushed the white lotuses and continued to grab the mountain gate of the Middle Mountain Temple, holding everyone in the Middle Mountain Temple in the palm of its hand.
Abbot Kong Yuan, who was in charge of the mountain gate protection restriction, trembled and was stunned on the spot.
His Dharma body of Buddhist light was faintly showing signs of dissipating.
Master Kong Ci and the others were shocked when they saw this.
Abbot Kong Yuan's appearance was clearly because the mountain gate protection restriction was broken. He had suffered a backlash and his mind had been severely injured by the other party.
Eminent monks of the Buddhist sects had a strong psyche. From the inside out, they had various supernatural powers.
Spiritual willpower was the strongest point of Buddhist cultivators.
Abbot Kong Yuan was an expert of the 13th realm of Buddhism, and his mind was strong.
However, not only had the mountain gate restriction been broken in an instant, but his Divine Soul had also been severely injured.
Even Sect Master Peng Ziling of the Tai Qing Palace and Mansion Master Kong Shengzhen of the Sacred Evolving Mansion could not do this.
What kind of powerful enemy was coming at this moment?
Everyone in the Middle Mountain Temple had heavy hearts, but Master Kong Ci and the others still hurriedly protected Abbot Kong Yuan and retreated. Then, they all opened their Dharma bodies.
They all formed the Motionless Fundamental Seal and used all their strength to manifest Mount Meru.
However, that terrifying palm instantly crushed Sumeru Mountains one after another.
With a clench of the palm, everyone in the Middle Mountain Temple followed in the footsteps of the Spiritual Light Temple and was captured by Zhang Dongyun.
The monk was casually thrown away by Zhang Dongyun to act as a coolie.
He himself went to the Wang family in the southwest of Middle Earth, the Great Feng Dynasty.
The Great Feng royal family also received news from the Great Qian Dynasty and was shocked.
Compared to famous Buddhist sects like the Spiritual Light Temple and the Middle Mountain Temple, which could move as long as they made up their minds, the Wang family of the Great Feng royal family found it very difficult to make up their minds.
Their involvement with the people was also deeper and wider.
The Great Feng Dynasty also had thoughts of surrendering.
However, what made it difficult for them was that the Feng Emperor, Wang Jie, had personally participated in the incident of the Immortals and was one of the people who participated in the siege of the Twelve Kings of Hell.
Chang 'an had ignored them before, but that didn't mean that it didn't happen again.
They still remembered the debts that should be settled.
Wang Jie looked coldly at the various states in the court and didn't seem to have any reaction.
However, the court officials soon discovered that their emperor had disappeared.
Everyone looked at each other in dismay and quickly realized that Wang Jie was abandoning his empire and everything he had to flee for his life.
As long as he was ruthless, it would be difficult for his enemies to find him if he escaped alone as a Martial Dao expert of the 13th realm.
It would be a lie to say that he didn't feel bad, but Wang Jie firmly believed that he had made the right choice. He tried his best to protect himself so that he could have a chance to make a comeback in the future.
He was thinking about what to do after going to the Western Regions when he suddenly had a strange feeling in his heart.
The Wang family of the Great Feng Dynasty's royal family was a top-notch Martial Dao technique of the Middle Earth, the Meridian Severing Imperial Fist.
Only by seeing through all things could there be no opportunities to defeat the enemy.
As a Martial Dao expert of the 13th realm, Wang Jie cultivated the Meridian Severing Imperial Fist. He could roughly understand his opponent's moves with just a glance.
His perception, observation, and judgment were all top-notch among experts of the same realm.
This was especially true for himself.
Now that he felt that something was wrong, he calmed down and took a closer look, only to find that he only had a head, and it was flying forward due to inertia.
As for his body, it remained in the distance.
Then, he found that his head was in the hands of someone else.
Not only did he not notice the other party, but he also didn't even realize that the other party had cut off his head!
Who was this person?
Wang Jie was certain that neither Su Po, who was rumored to have broken through to the fourteenth level, nor the top five of the Twelve Kings of Hell could have such ability.
Zhang Dongyun weighed the head in his hand and sighed silently.
Before Wang Jie could think further, the head exploded into a cloud of blood.
Zhang Dongyun clapped his hands and turned north, heading for his next target.
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