The immortal sect is lofty, but the dynasty is collapsing. The court is treacherous, and the martial world is perilous. In these troubled times, human lives are no more valuable than grass.
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"Too much nonsense!"
The barbarian king raised his foot and stomped on the earth.
The next second, everything around him began to collapse and disintegrate, centered on his body.
Golden sand and mud scattered across the sky, and the barbarian king walked straight ahead.
The vast sky and earth, beneath his feet, become mere inches and measures.
The Buddhist formation was torn to shreds like paper.
Wild and unrestrained, like a dragon emerging from the sea and soaring to the highest heavens.
Having gained fame in ancient times and briefly dominated the Middle Ages, he now burns out everything.
What about Buddhism?
If the Celestials can trample on it, why can't I?
......
The Realm of Immortality.
Changsheng Palace.
The magnificent Buddhist hall is filled with Buddhist light.
One after another, Buddha statues stand in the hall, looking down on all living beings from above.
In the center, surrounded by a group of Buddhas, a Buddha identical to Bhaisajyaguru opens its eyes.
Behind him, amidst the halo of Buddha, an ancient tree, its entire body seemingly cast in gold, floated and sank.
The ancient tree unleashed a beam of light that shot skyward, reaching an unknown destination.
The Buddha suddenly spoke, murmuring, "My Buddha, what do you think?"
"First destroy the barbarian king, then slay Brahma."
"If both are achieved, I grant you Buddhahood."
From the depths of the darkness, came the voice of Yakushi Ruri.
The Buddha at the center of the group of Buddhas slowly shook his head and said, "I want freedom."
Unlike its furious outburst when it appeared remotely to block the Barbarian King, the Ancient Tree of Immortality was now very calm, as calm as a stagnant pool.
Before the words were even finished, the Buddha statues enshrined in the temple simultaneously opened their eyes.
Those eyes that should have been peaceful were now sharp as knives.
Ruri Yakushi's anger soon descended.
The ancient tree that had been floating in the Buddha's light began to wither.
The Buddha's body, which was as clear and bright as crystal, became dull and lifeless.
Silent and speechless.
This represents the attitude of Pharmacist Ruri.
That is what I can give you, and what I can take back.
But to his surprise, the ancient tree of immortality was unable to resist.
The ancient tree showed no intention of resisting.
It was a completely laissez-faire attitude.
If you want it back, I'll let you take it back.
Gradually, Yakushi Ruri realized that something was wrong.
As he stripped the Ancient Tree of Immortality of its power, the power of his own projection was also being stripped away.
"The Palace of Longevity has existed for countless millennia, from ancient times to the Middle Ages."
“All Buddhist believers are nurtured by me, leaf by leaf.”
“You, Ancient Buddha, have indeed granted me power, and you can indeed take it back.”
"There's not much I can do but shatter into pieces!"
The Buddha statue, its gold paint peeled off, made a sound.
It's not big, but it's very determined.
Just like its years of waiting.
Since the end of antiquity, the ancient tree has been waiting for this opportunity.
Now that everything is out in the open, it no longer wants to wait.
If the barbarian king dares to stand up and compete for the path to the summit, then it is not necessarily a bad thing.
Although it had not participated in the ancient battles, it had witnessed countless heroes vying for the throne by following the medicine master Liuli.
The memories of that era have always been sealed in its mind.
After repeated savoring, it also became a part of those people.
Fight!
Even if it's a situation where there's no chance of survival, we should still fight for it.
If fate doesn't give me a chance, then I'll create one myself.
All roads in ancient times were paved with human lives.
......
Outside of Dongming Sect.
The Milky Way was shattered into a dream.
The projection of the Pharmacist Ruri was ashen-faced, and his teeth were almost ground to dust.
Jade shattered!
What a magnificent shattered jade!
What a magnificent ancient tree!
How dare it!
If you want freedom, then die!
This idea, like a wild grass, spread like wildfire from the moment it was born.
Anger burned within Yakushi Ruri every moment.
The believers who manifested in the Buddha's realm also burned like torches.
Then, he regained consciousness.
Ruri the Pharmacist had no choice but to wake up.
This is a war of life and death.
The purpose of war is to annihilate the enemy at all costs.
The Heavenly Emperor, the Celestial Clan, the Black Dragon Clan...
The cause and effect that have been intertwined since ancient times have all been ignited in this era.
Eliminating them is always the primary objective.
Compared to this goal, everything else can be put aside.
"You want freedom, then I will give you freedom."
"But you must remember that the price of freedom is the annihilation of all enemies of Buddhism."
"Otherwise, you will be trapped in the cycle of reincarnation forever!"
Yakushi Ruri returned the power that was supporting the projection.
Upon seeing this, Huang Liang turned and left, chasing after the direction where the power had disappeared.
......
Changsheng Palace.
The ancient trees have stopped dying.
The Buddha statue crumbled inch by inch.
But unlike before, this collapse is not destruction, but more like rebirth.
A fair hand suddenly emerged from the shattered Buddha statue.
The hand clenched into a fist, and the Buddha statue turned into sand.
A man with cascading blond hair appeared in the hall, his entire body glowing white.
The ancient golden tree behind me had turned emerald green at some point.
"Is this what freedom feels like?"
"That's really good!"
"From this day forward, my name is Changsheng."
The murmurs echoed in the hall, and the man, along with the ancient tree, disappeared into the hall.
The moment he left the temple, the temple, which had stood for countless years, crumbled and collapsed.
The Buddha's light, which was originally as bright as the sun, lost its luster in an instant.
Everything was as if it had never existed.
......
Thump—
Thump—
Thump—
When the earth shook, the original site of the Changsheng Palace collapsed completely.
The barbarian king appeared amidst the ruins, his eyes shining terrifyingly.
His eyes swept across the void, finally finding the departing figure.
Strangely, there was no trace of Buddha within that shadow.
The barbarian king's smile widened.
The ancient tree has also forged its own path.
very good!
very good.
Killing someone like him would be more interesting than killing a Buddhist puppet.
......
Ancient southern boundary.
The Buddha's light went out.
The dragon let out a burp.
A dragon, its entire body radiating golden light, has emerged from Wudao Mountain.
With the support of the Ancestor of Insightful Understanding, the dragon-raising at Wudao Mountain, and the power of devouring the Great Luo Gods and Demons in a series of battles, Li Fan's strength pushed open into a brand new realm.
At this very moment, the ancient sycamore tree sprouts countless branches.
A dazzling Daoist charm emanated from these slips of paper.
Li Fan did not continue forward, because he had already sensed that someone was coming.
The unleashed mental power was crushed by a force.
A vast expanse of green blooms in the starry sky.
Changsheng came from across the Milky Way.
"Brahma, prepare to die!"
He stood on the other side of the Milky Way, his raised fist carrying the power to destroy the galaxy.
With this punch, the Ancient Southern Realm instantly withered away.
All living beings, and the entire world, are no exception.
An immense pressure surged forth from the starry sky.
Li Fan gripped his knife and stepped forward.
His hands looked like withered orange peels.
This process is ten or a hundred times longer than usual.
Visible to the naked eye.
A bone-chilling cold.
This plundering of life is completely unreasonable!