Zheng Fa looked up, and saw a skeletal and shriveled hand, like that of an old man, yet the five fingers resembled five soaring mountains, pressing down towards him.
The air erupted with a piercing explosion, and he even felt an overwhelming pressure as though the entire Pure Land was going to engulf him.
When the hand landed atop Zheng Fa’s head and collided with Lu Yao’s golden bowl, it didn’t pause in the slightest, the fingers converged, pushing down together with the golden bowl, completely enveloping Zheng Fa.
Zheng Fa felt as if he was drowning in a sea of Buddhist light, all he saw was gold, surrounded by a pervasive and overwhelming pressure, leaving him immobile and with no escape.
Inside the Great Hero Hall, a towering yet ethereal peak rose, standing like sheer cliffs, its summit above the hall’s do, reaching into the sky.
In the Pure Land, the Dharma Images of Buddhas, Bodhisattvas, and Arhats saw Zheng Fa captured, and they all smiled, repeatedly praising.
"Let’s have Master Zheng be our guest here at Leiyin Temple for now." Lu Yao said with a smile, then turned his gaze towards Xuan Chengzi and others, "Dear Daoist friends, what do you think?"
Yaochi Blissful Heavenly Lady and Peacock Emperor, upon hearing this, imdiately said: "We heed Buddha’s guidance."
Lu Yao looked towards the Hidden World Three Immortals.
Of the Three Immortals, the oldest and most cultivated, Gu Hong Taoist, exchanged glances with the other two before speaking, "We... We are also willing to join in this grand endeavor."
At this, everyone turned their attention to the Supre Dao.
Xuan Chengzi was silent for a mont, seemingly pondering, "This matter I still need to discuss back at the sect, but one point—"
He turned to Lu Yao, "If the Hongng Purple Qi is truly as marvelous as you say, Buddha, I have my ways to persuade the other disciples."
"But if the Hongng Purple Qi is overrated, or perhaps if we cannot obtain the Hongng Purple Qi... this matter will be difficult."
The Hidden World Three Immortals slowly nodded upon hearing this, lacking complete trust in Lu Yao, yet agreeing now was simply hard to resist the allure of the Pure Land coupled with the compelling force of the Hongng Purple Qi.
Xuan Chengzi’s words were indeed wise.
"Then what are we waiting for?" Heaven-shaking Demon Emperor laughed heartily, "Shouldn’t we head to Jiushan Sect? My nephew, Dapeng, also perished at Haori Mountain, and this grudge, I still recall!"
Lu Yao glanced at the mountain suppressing Zheng Fa, with a benign expression: "Master Zheng, why not directly reveal the location of the Hongng Purple Qi? It might spare Jiushan Sect from devastation."
There was no response from the mountain.
"Since Master Zheng is stubborn, then there’s no better ti than now..." Lu Yao slowly shook his head, seemingly pitying Jiushan Sect, "Why don’t we head straight to Jiushan Sect?"
"You’re overestimating them!"
Heaven-shaking Demon Emperor grumbled.
Xuanwei had rely twenty-four Golden Immortals, and here were fourteen, mobilizing together against Jiushan Sect while the Sect Leader was absent, it seed like using a dragon-slaying sword to kill a chicken.
"Master Zheng and Jiushan Sect have thwarted my plans several tis..." Lu Yao was smiling, seemingly unashad of his previous failures, but rather explaining, "How could I not view Jiushan Sect highly?"
Daoist Li, upon hearing this, couldn’t help but sigh inwardly; a slight disagreent would lead to Golden Immortals sweeping the land, Jiushan Sect inviting such a formidable enemy as Lu Yao, indeed was sowhat unlucky. After pondering for a while, he only felt that this ti Jiushan Sect was indeed dood, with no chance of recovery.
Seeing no one objecting, Lu Yao took the lead, flying out of the hall, the rest glanced at each other and followed suit.
The Four Directions Buddha, two Golden Immortals of the Demon Race, Yaochi Blissful Heavenly Lady, Hidden World Three Immortals, three of Taishang Nine Sons, and most of Xuanwei’s Golden Immortals majestically followed behind Lu Yao, appearing to be his subordinates.
Even Daoist Li had to admit, Lu Yao at this mont had indeed consolidated great montum, calling him World Honored One was fittingly apt.
The group had just flown out of the hall when Lu Yao’s silhouette suddenly paused, looking up to the sky.
Above, the golden haze, dreamlike and illusory, akin to a mirage, the Pure Land was tinged with red clouds.
Lu Yao abruptly turned back.
The mountain ford by Thunder Sound Buddha’s hand, which suppressed Zheng Fa, had ignited a grand and fierce wildfire.
The red glow from the volcano reflected on the mirage-like Pure Land.
Daoist Li was sowhat surprised, was this Zheng Fa’s ans of escape?
Looking at Lu Yao, he felt sothing amiss—escaping of Zheng Fa was obviously not good for Lu Yao, yet Lu Yao’s expression, how to put it... eyes wide with rage, seed almost furious.
"Did you destroy the Golden Lotus given by the Saint?" Lu Yao’s voice seed to co from between his teeth, filled with confusion, resentnt, and even despair, "You actually dared to destroy the Golden Lotus?"
"..."
Xuan Chengzi and others seeing the anomaly knew sothing had changed again, exchanged glances quietly, and watched silently.
In the red flas, the mountain transford by the hand exploded violently.
A figure stood amid the fiery glow, atop his head a burning lotus.
His features were blurred, yet everyone couldn’t help but feel a tremor in their hearts.
Zheng Fa extended a finger to the sky, saying: "The Pure Land forged by the wishes of all beings..."
Then pointed a finger to the ground, continuing: "Should not be on the other shore."
As his words fell, the lotus atop his head slowly rotated upward, flew beneath the Pure Land, and exploded fiercely!
Gold-tinged red fragnts blossod like fireworks within the Pure Land.
As the fragnts touched the Pure Land, it was as if sparks t dry straw, igniting into a raging inferno!
The erstwhile celestial Pure Land now seed like an inferno, hanging in the air like boundless fiery clouds.
Upon the Pure Land, those Dharma Images that were once laughing soon faced a dire calamity, scattering in panic.
Amidst the flas, the once-contiguous Pure Land slowly disintegrated, fractured, turning into teoric fireballs, plumting downward.
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