“Since Lord Buddha refuses to see reason, then let’s fight!” Wu Qianjun waved his hand.
An overwhelming aura surged from his body.
Though he was originally only in the Saint ridian Realm, the formation forcibly boosted him to the God ridian Realm.
At this mont, there were six God ridian Realm cultivators on their side.
As their auras soared, half the sky was nearly crushed under the pressure, and dark clouds gathered.
A beam of intense light shot from the mountainside, striking the battleship in the sky.
Boom!
A massive mushroom cloud slowly rose, and the sound was so loud it felt like everyone's eardrums would burst.
When the light faded and people looked up again,
They saw the Buddha Realm’s battleship completely shattered, split into several pieces falling toward the ground.
Seeing this, the Buddha Realm’s mbers were filled with rage.
At the front, Supre Buddha sat cross-legged, hands clasped together, and began chanting mysterious Sanskrit mantras.
As the chant echoed, a phantom of a massive Buddha appeared behind him.
This Buddha was eight ters tall, with a towering silhouette.
He looked nothing like the traditional Buddha image people knew.
He didn’t have a shaved head or wear a kasaya.
Instead, he wore a white robe and had long flowing hair fluttering in the wind.
He looked almost like a handso young man.
But for so reason, despite lacking the usual solemn aura of a Buddha, when you looked at him, your subconscious would still tell you, this is a Buddha.
A Buddha who didn't care about worldly judgnt.
A Buddha who made you abandon your ignorant perceptions.
A true Buddha.
That was the feeling he gave.
When this phantom appeared, an imnse aura and golden light surged into the sky.
“Heavenless Emperor!”
When the phantom appeared, those who recognized it began to whisper.
So said that aside from the founding ancestor Yicheng, Heavenless Emperor was the greatest figure in Buddhist history.
He bore the Heaven’s Will and was a sweet spring to Buddhism when it teetered on the edge of collapse.
He had brought the weakened Buddha Realm back on track in a single stroke.
Whenever Buddhism was ntioned, his na was one of the legends that could never be avoided.
...
Seeing the phantom of Heavenless Emperor, Wu Qianjun frowned slightly.
He waved his hand, and a black spear ford in his palm.
The spear was razor-sharp and tore through layers of void, striking the Buddha phantom.
The sound echoed with a buzzing hum.
The phantom only trembled slightly, and its glow dimd a little.
As Supre Buddha continued chanting, the phantom radiated with even more golden light.
The light slowly spread, trying to engulf the entire Martial Magnificence Temple.
“What is this?” soone below asked in confusion.
“Buddha’s Light,” Xu Zimo replied. “A ridian technique that purifies and dissolves all things. They must have sensed the formation here. If they can purify and dissolve the formation, the Buddha Realm will gain the upper hand.”
As Xu Zimo spoke, the seven others behind Supre Buddha also sat down.
They chanted the sa scripture.
Their Sanskrit chants rged, covering half the sky.
The phantom of Heavenless Emperor grew several ters taller, and the golden light it emitted beca even stronger.
It gradually invaded Martial Magnificence Temple.
The Buddha Realm was smart, they knew they couldn’t beat six God ridian cultivators head-on.
So they targeted the formation first.
As the golden light expanded, Wu Qianjun frowned.
The six God ridian cultivators attacked with all their might but couldn’t destroy the Buddha phantom.
If the Buddha Realm succeeded in bathing Martial Magnificence Mountain in Buddha’s Light and broke the formation, things would get difficult.
Thinking of this, Wu Qianjun slowly took out a small purple box from his storage ring.
When the box appeared, the scruffy man beside him, Wu Tian, frowned slightly and asked, “Senior brother, are you really going to use that?”
“What’s wrong?”
“Didn’t you say we should distance ourselves from that place?” Wu Tian replied.
“We’ll deal with that later. Let’s handle this first,” Wu Qianjun said calmly.
When the purple box was opened, a cloud of black mist rose from it.
This black mist seed to be the nesis of Buddha’s Light.
When it encountered the light, it dissolved it instantly, like snow eting the blazing heat of July.
The black mist devoured the Buddha’s Light.
At that mont, Martial Magnificence Temple’s six God ridian cultivators gathered all their strength to form a single world-ending spear.
Using the spear as a vessel, they infused it with black mist.
Then they hurled it directly at the mbers of the Buddha Realm.
Boom!
The spear carried overwhelming hostility, like a descending demon god.
The Buddha’s Light held out for only a mont before being pierced.
Spiritual energy burst from the spear, and an imnse aura surged.
It struck the phantom of Heavenless Emperor head-on.
Another loud explosion rang out. The Buddha’s Light vanished, and the phantom completely dissipated.
The Buddha Realm’s mbers were badly injured, so even passing out from their wounds.
Supre Buddha struggled to stand, his body weak.
Wu Qianjun sighed slightly and shook his head as he looked at the scene.
“Supre Buddha, was this really necessary?”
He waved his hand and said to the five behind him, “Take them into custody.”
“Sect Master, are we sending them to that place?” the blue-robed Second Uncle-Master asked.
“Not yet. Wait until the seal ends,” Wu Qianjun replied after a mont of thought.
Seeing all this, the people in the ditation rooms fell into silence.
None of them expected Martial Magnificence Temple’s strength to rival that of an imperial lineage.
If even Martial Magnificence Temple was like this, what about the legendary forbidden ground, the Buddha Burial Temple?
“What was that black mist?” Death God Qin asked calmly.
He had lived since the desolate ancient era. There were very few things he didn’t know or hadn’t seen.
“You could call it the most impure substance in existence,” Xu Zimo replied.
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Just as the senior mbers of the Buddha Realm were about to be captured, the sky suddenly began to rain golden lotus flowers.
Countless lotuses drifted down from the horizon, blanketing the area above Martial Magnificence Temple.
Each flower radiated imnse energy.
Each one glowed with dazzling light.
They fell like a golden curtain over the entire skyline.
People looked up and saw that among the lotuses, one stood out.
Its petals were much larger, and atop it sat a man cross-legged.
A man with a dignified and extraordinary presence.
One of his arms was exposed, while the rest of him was wrapped in a golden kasaya.
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