The Blood-Drinking Sword clashed with the Willow Branch with equal might, rebounding off each other, Wanqing and Guanyin seed to possess comparable strength.
But Guanyin didn’t co alone; behind her followed a host of Buddha Arhats like Manjusri and Samantabhadra, and even The Buddha himself graced them with his presence.
In the original text, it was these figures collectively taking action to subdue the three demons of Lion Cal Ridge.
Of course, it was only a formality, as two of the demons were the mounts of Manjusri and Samantabhadra, and the Roc was The Buddha’s uncle.
Such well-connected demons, no matter the gravity of their offenses, would at most be taken back for a stern lesson.
But now, as Wanqing had directly killed two of them, who were the leaders’ chauffeurs, even a Bodhisattva couldn’t help but flare up in anger.
"How dare you, demon!"
Manjusri and Samantabhadra thundered in rage, displaying a wrathful Buddha countenance, as if they couldn’t swallow Wanqing whole.
However, seeing the dazzling "Blood-Drinking Sword" by Wanqing’s side, they were filled with dread and didn’t dare move forward.
Although their cultivation systems differed, power was power, and power didn’t lie!
The strength of the Neutron Star Divine Sword was simple but profound, rooted in the fundantal forces of the universe, its mighty power undiminished in any world.
Guanyin had firsthand experience and knew it all too well... but she was even more apprehensive of the one who forged this Divine Sword!
Wanqing could barely manage Sword Control and obviously lacked such skill.
"The smith who forged this sword, I’m afraid, might rival even The Buddha!"
Guanyin thought with a solemn heart, yet her face maintained a dignified expression as she probed Wanqing,
"Why has this otherworldly visitor co to stir trouble at my mountain, Lingshan?"
A native of such caliber was naturally aware of All Heavens and Myriads of Worlds and pinpointed Wanqing’s origin with one remark.
Lu Li was about to arrive, so Wanqing was under no pressure, her face revealing a gentle, faint smile as she replied,
"I was rely passing through this realm when I stumbled upon a demon’s den devouring humans at the foot of the glorious Lingshan. It didn’t sit right with , so I took it upon myself to intervene."
Guanyin lifted the Jade Purifying Bottle and with slightly parted red lips said, "Such reckless behavior and brash words, aren’t you afraid of dying and your path extinguishing?"
"Only you will die, for you are all too weak."
Wanqing surveyed the Buddhas of Lingshan, only nodding satisfied when she saw The Buddha,
"This one is decent, worthy to serve as nourishnt for my husband."
Wanqing’s tenderness belonged solely to Lu Li, all other creatures were no more than pigs or dogs to her.
And this indiscriminate, brazen selectiveness provoked the Buddhas to roar again and again,
"Bold demon!"
"Cease your insolence!"
Their roars scattered the clouds, while The Buddha sat firmly centered, his deanor still composed:
"What arrogance from an outsider, I want to see what capabilities your husband possesses... Seize her!"
At the Buddha’s command, Guanyin’s Willow Branch, Manjusri’s Wisdom Sword, and Samantabhadra’s Vajra Pestle—all three Magic Treasures lunged at her in unison.
Wanqing against three wasn’t necessarily going to win, but she wouldn’t lose within a short while either.
Not that any short while was needed, as within two or three seconds, enough ti for Lu Li to arrive.
Suddenly, on the planet’s near-Earth orbit, a pitch-black fissure thousands of kiloters long burst open!
Like a scar, it rent the entire sky apart and even blocked out the Sun.
Every creature on the planet with eyes could see it, the birds flew about frantically, the low-level demons lost their sanity, scattering and scurrying in all directions.
Startled birds flew in droves, so even carelessly crashed into the Arhats and the distant ranks of the Heavenly Soldiers.
Witnessing such a display, the faces of Guanyin and the others turned ashen!
Especially as the rift churned violently, as if sothing was about to erge.
The Buddha could no longer afford to maintain composure and raised a Buddha Palm to grasp at Wanqing, deciding to nab a hostage first.
Yet Wanqing remained unflustered, simply hiding behind the "Blood-Drinking Sword."
From the ti of "Fetal Breath," Lu Li had been storing his spirit in his wife’s Magic Artifact.
This habit had been retained until now, and was always used as a trump card.
One could see the blazing white radiance on the "Blood-Drinking Sword" suddenly dissipate, revealing the tal material beneath, turning it into an ordinary Flying Sword.
Such a transformation from the complex to the simple, a return to truth, was the sign of power being completely under control.
At this mont, the "Blood-Drinking Sword" was controlled by Lu Li’s Divine Thought.
The Divine Sword made no superfluous movents, rely a gentle wave, which perfectly t the Buddha Palm and the Magic Treasures of the three Bodhisattvas.
First, a reddish wave of energy burst forth, followed by a thunderous explosion. The trendous rebound force lifted the atmosphere above, creating a bald patch on the planet as if shaved by a razor.
In the hands of the three Bodhisattvas, each held only half of their original Magic Treasures; The Buddha placed his hands behind his back.
They were speechless, along with their accompanying Arhats and protectors, all staring blankly at the vault of heaven.
There, stood a figure, youthful and handso, with authoritative eyes—it was Lu Li.
But he was enormous!
The planet where The Buddha and the others resided, was rely the size of one of Lu Li’s eyes, small like a peanut kernel—able to be blown away by an accidental yawn.
"What is this..."
The Buddhist followers lost their ability to speak for the mont, the one muttering was the "Li Tiwang," Marshal of the Heavenly Court who commanded a hundred thousand Heavenly Soldiers.
The Divine Skill of Fatian Xiangdi, embodying heaven and earth, wasn’t unusual, but it only allowed one to grow to a few kiloters or tens of kiloters tall. No one had ever been as exaggerated as Lu Li.
Yet, there was more exaggeration to co.
"No wonder it gave the Supre Heaven a fright, stirring more commotion than I had imagined."
Lu Li comnted casually, then turned his gaze to the Journey to the West World and lightly flicked it with his index finger.
The planet spun on its axis, and a day of dark and light alternated in an instant.
"Amitabha."
The Buddha could no longer sit still, and bravely spoke:
"I am Shakyamuni of the Western Paradise. May I ask for the Heavenly Venerate’s illustrious na? Where do you reside in immortality?"
Heavenly Venerate, a title reserved for the highest-ranking immortals, only fit for "The Three Pure Ones," was The Buddha’s way of showing great respect.
Lu Li spoke in Xia Language: "I am Lu Li, our two realms have quite a deep connection."
Seeing the shared roots and culture, The Buddha slightly relaxed and continued:
"There has been a misunderstanding this ti. I shall impose strict discipline to ensure such acts of cannibalism never happen again."
Wanqing had previously stated her disapproval of the man-eating demon lair. The Buddha was lowering his stance to prevent further conflict.
Yet Lu Li said, "Not everything in this world can be repented. For so wrongs, a price must be paid."
The Buddha’s expression darkened: "What is the Heavenly Venerate’s intention? Do you wish to start a war with my Lingshan for the sake of mortals?"
"I’m not so righteous and indignant,"
Lu Li slowly replied:
"Fundantally, I am a fierce tiger out for the hunt, but I still maintain a baseline. As for those like you who lead beasts to devour humans, you enable my thoughts to reach clarity."
Lu Li slowly reached out towards The Buddha, saying:
"Co, struggle with all your might, and let see what you are capable of."
This gesture mirrored the previous attack The Buddha had made on Wanqing.
And The Buddha braced himself, raising his Buddha Palm to defend.
At the sa ti, he called out to Li Tiwang in Heavenly Court: "If one falls, the other will be in jeopardy. I alone may not withstand this great demon."
The Buddha’s judgnt was accurate.
In Lu Li’s eyes, this Buddha was on par with the three Star Gods of the Primordial Divine Country, not difficult to deal with.
Li Tiwang, who commanded a hundred thousand Heavenly Soldiers, was even less adept, not daring to act on his own—he had already reported the situation.
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