"Is that to say, you ca prepared?"
The Buddha Mother narrowed her eyes, staring intently at Xiao Yi.
His gaze was imnsely bright and sharp, seemingly able to penetrate everything.
Xiao Yi indifferently said, "This is the esteed Buddhist sacred land; if I did not have sufficient preparation and confidence, I naturally would not dare to co here in person!"
"Is that so?"
The Buddha Mother let out a faint smile and said, "Then let this venerable one see how much progress you have made in the past half year!"
As her voice fell,
The Buddha Mother casually waved her hand.
Beneath the sleeves of her robe, two golden seeds flew out.
These two seeds hit the ground,
Taking root and sprouting upon the Stairway to Heaven.
Surrounded by a halo of golden radiance, two figures erged from them—it was another two of the Buddha Mother's myriad avatars.
One wielded a magic wand, like the Wrathful Vajra—the Wrathful Buddha Mother.
The other, both male in form and feminine in appearance, held a white jade vase, with an expression of gentle compassion—the rciful Buddha Mother.
The complexion of Withering Glory Supre changed slightly, transmitting his voice, "Be careful, Xiao Buddha King. The Wrathful Buddha Mother is extrely powerful in combat, and she follows the path of the Demon-Slaying Buddha. Moreover, the Vajra Buddha Staff in her possession is rumored to have been refined from a willow branch in front of the Hall of Longevity. Its offensive power is terrifying. As for that rciful Buddha Mother, the white jade vase she holds contains a willow twig plucked from before the Hall of Longevity in ancient tis, its power to bind is endless..."
"Willow branches and twigs broken in front of the Hall of Longevity?"
Xiao Yi raised an eyebrow.
This was not the first ti he had encountered items from in front of the Hall of Longevity turned into weapons.
But…
Was the Hall of Longevity truly so powerful?
Previously, the Tianshan ancestor wielded the Qingyun Banner, a re ordinary flag from before the gates of the Hall of Longevity, yet it could withstand ten thousand soldiers and horses.
Could a single willow twig and a branch truly compare to top-notch Buddha weapons?
Xiao Yi set aside his thoughts and looked up at the Buddha Mother at the end of the stairway: "What about now? Are you still not planning to make a personal move?"
The Buddha Mother sat elevated at the end of the stairway, looking down from on high, coldly speaking to the multitude below: "Before reaching the summit of Spirit Mountain, you are not yet qualified to fight with this venerable one. Once you have passed these two avatars of mine and ascend to the top of Spirit Mountain, this venerable one will personally make a move!"
This was the pride of a holy sovereign.
Even though Xiao Yi had displayed his strong power before her, her true self still had no plans to take action.
It was not out of rcy.
But disdain!
Boom boom!
The Vajra Buddha Mother slamd her staff onto the ground, causing the entire stairway to shake violently. Her aura was in no way inferior to the unleashed might of Maitreya Supre who has broken free from his chains. In her pair of wrathful vajra eyes, the Buddhist fire that could burn the heavens swirled as she coldly said, "To ascend to Spirit Mountain, you must first pass this barrier without fail!"
The rciful Buddha Mother, holding the white jade vase, wore a compassionate smile, and her gentle voice was like a spring breeze: "Buddha is rciful; if you surrender now, we can spare a wisp of your soul to enter the six realms of reincarnation!"
"Ha!"
"Ha ha!"
"Ha ha ha…"
Xiao Yi looked up to the sky and laughed loudly, his laughter becoming more and more unrestrained and wild. Suddenly, a jar of strong liquor appeared in his palm. With one hand, he popped open the seal and with the other, he grasped the jar, guzzling several mouthfuls. The strong liquor burned his throat, and it was unclear whether his eyes were filled with tears or alcohol, "This was brewed by my brother Xiao Lin himself. It was ant for drinking between brothers, for discussing martial arts over wine, and for sharing laughter and stories. But now, I have almost been separated from him by life and death, and my brother remains unconscious to this day. And you still think I will surrender? Can I face my brother with such an act?"
Glug glug glug!
After several gulps of strong liquor, Xiao Yi's face turned red, and the sll of alcohol surrounded him.
His eyes were now filled with dense bloodshot veins. He flung his long arm, and with a clang, the jar of liquor shattered upon the stairway, breaking into countless pieces.
The fragnts fell,
With a clear sound.
Like the beating of war drums above the desolate battlefield stirred by the hunting autumn wind.
The battle cry to the heavens, the towering wrath,
At this mont, transford into a shocking edge, bursting forth from within Xiao Yi, his icy gaze fixed on the people before him, as he shouted word by word with earth-shaking resonance: "Today, I am determined to shatter this hypocritical Buddhist gate and trample the so-called Holy Spirit Mountain!"
"Arrogant!"
"Seeking death!"
"In front of Buddha Mother, yet you still dare to be so contemptuous? Please, Buddha Mother, kill him!"
"Evil demons must be executed..."
With the Buddha Mother presiding, the hearts of the assembled Supre Venerable Buddhas regained their confidence, and they roared loudly.
The Buddha Mother's face was icy, as she nodded at Vajra Buddha Mother and Compassionate Buddha Mother.
Both Dharma bodies made their move at the sa ti.
The Wrathful Vajra, its fiery rage burning the heavens.
The Vajra Staff in its hand suddenly expanded a hundredfold alongside its swelling body, like a War God dominating the world, swinging the pillar-like staff down directly towards Xiao Yi's head.
With a delicate pinch, Compassionate Buddha Mother twirled the willow strip from the white jade purification bottle; with a flick in mid-air, the strip glowed with vibrant green.
Leaves from the willow flew out.
But within the air, they grew continuously, as if sentient, charging straight towards Xiao Yi.
"Invincible King Fist, with unbeaten!"
"Sword Twenty-Three!"
Xiao Yi ford a fist, morphing into an unbeatable War God, the chaotic profusion of fist shadows turning into towering mountains. Each fist shadow represented an imnse peak, swarming forth, pumling heavily upon the colossal Buddha Staff.
A persistent thumping resounded, echoing between heaven and earth.
Sword light enveloped his body.
Each stroke brought forth torrential Sword Qi, slashing at those willow leaves.
The leaves, though seemingly delicate, stood their ground against the incomparably sharp Sword Qi, soft overpowering hard, withstanding the sword attacks. But for the ti being, the Sword Qi also struggled to subdue the leaves; the two entwined, unable to gain the upper hand over the other.
Three figures fought as one atop the stairway to heaven.
Their battle turned the sky dark, the sun, moon, and stars all losing their brilliance.
Terrifying energy impacts, accompanied by thunderclap roars like doomsday thunder, reverberated over Spirit Mountain. The destructive storms ford by these energy blasts swept through all directions, causing heaven and earth to shatter, making countless mighty beings within the Holy Land cease their struggles.
One after another, they stared agape towards the sky.
Such a terrifying battle, those directly affected, naturally, were the several Supre Venerable Buddhas on the stairway to heaven.
Just the clash of two completely distinct energies whitened their faces.
They looked towards Xiao Yi, who was fighting against two alone, yet not at a disadvantage.
Beyond shock, in their eyes were also terror and fear.
Suddenly...
That boundless Sword Qi, after being swept up by a willow leaf, changed direction. It headed straight for the Heavenly Listening Supre Venerable, who, between life and death, grabbed his longti friend and comrade, the Heavenly Eye Supre Venerable, and pushed him to the front.
"Damn it, you..." The Heavenly Eye Supre showed a look of disbelief.
Caught off guard, he stood in front of the Heavenly Listening Supre.
Pff!
The sword light flashed by.
The Heavenly Eye Supre crumbled, his soul extinguished.
Until his death...
He never recovered from the shock of being betrayed by his close friend and used as a scapegoat.
Seeing the strange looks from others at the Heavenly Listening Supre, he felt a thorn in his side, and with flushed face, roared, "What are you looking at for? 'Every man for himself, heaven and earth be damned.' If it were you standing in my place just now, how would you choose?"
The Supre Venerables were silent, rely distancing themselves from one another.
In the midst of the stairway to heaven.
Withering Glory Supre sighed softly, full of disappointnt, "Is this what the Buddhist sects have co to? Perhaps, what Xiao Buddha King said was right, such a Buddhist sect really isn't worth staying in!"
At the end of the stairway to heaven, the Buddha Mother remained expressionless.
In her view...
It was only natural for the Heavenly Listening Supre to use the Heavenly Eye Supre as a scapegoat. Moreover, what concerned her the most right now was the battle between Xiao Yi and the two great Dharma bodies— who would erge victorious?
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