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Meanwhile, in the sky.
Endless Buddha light illuminated most of the sky, and there stood a person.
Below it is a blue lotus platform, divided into eight petals, slightly inferior to the twelve-petaled lotus platform of Vairocana, the founder of the Western religion.
The halo and head halo, symbolizing the perfection of merit, together with the surrounding Buddha halo, all reach a height of three zhang (approximately 10 meters).
This far surpasses the three Bodhisattvas that Duan Wude had previously killed.
Amidst countless rays of Buddha light, the male Bodhisattva standing on the eighth-grade lotus platform had a solemn face and a dignified appearance.
Its Dharma body is majestic, resembling a green mountain.
The aura he inadvertently exuded clearly revealed that his cultivation had reached the early stage of the Remnant Immortal Realm.
Duan Wude narrowed his eyes upon seeing this person.
He immediately recognized the poor monk as Manjushri Bodhisattva, the strongest and number one among the eight bodhisattvas under Vairocana, the leader of the Western Sect.
No wonder he's the sixth oldest.
When faced with indecision, one should retreat from the world and cultivate oneself.
When peace is restored, we will reap the fruits of victory.
Over tens of thousands of years, these bald thieves have been well-fed and watered, and their cultivation has surpassed that of the powerful figures from the immortal holy lands of the Central Region.
He remembers it well from back then.
This Manjushri is nothing more than a quasi-emperor level brat.
Behind Manjushri, there stood a man and a woman.
It was precisely because of his strength that Samantabhadra and Cihang, the two bodhisattvas who ranked second and third among the eight bodhisattvas, were second and third respectively.
Both of them were at the half-step Immortal Realm.
If the demons and humans fight to the death, these bald monks will come out again to fleece the humans.
No one can stop him.
We will definitely be able to seize this opportunity and dominate the Heavenly Mystic Realm!
However, today, these bald thieves are unlucky to have run into me.
"Amitabha Buddha, Benefactor Duan, you have already killed one Bodhisattva, several Arhats, and Bhikkhunis of our Western Sect. I hope you will give our sect leader some face and spare the two Bodhisattvas."
Manjushri looked at Duan Wude on the ground and performed a Buddhist salute.
"Give me face? That guy Biluzhe is nothing, why would I give him face!"
Upon hearing this, Duan Wude retorted without hesitation, "Today, I'm determined to kill both of them!"
"Tell that bald thief Biluzha that my Lord said, since the Western Sect has chosen to withdraw from the world and not participate in the life and death of the Heavenly Profound Realm, then never come out again and continue to withdraw from the world!"
After saying that...
He did it in front of Manjushri.
With a single palm strike, he blasted the two men to their deaths at the bottom of the pit, leaving not even their flesh and souls unharmed.
"......"
Manjushri's face instantly darkened.
However, the opponent's strength surpasses that of the three of them.
Moreover, he is a veteran giant of the Remnant Immortal Realm, an old fellow who has lived for tens of thousands of years.
Having experienced the war outside the realms back then, he is the ancestor of the Primordial Holy Land.
Deal with him.
The three of them were no match for the enemy; they would only be feeding them kills.
After weighing the pros and cons.
Manjushri waved his hand and said, "Let's go back and report to the Master."
As soon as he finished speaking...
Without looking back, he turned and returned to Leiyin Temple.
Puxian and Cihang exchanged a glance, then quickly led their men back, as if fleeing.
Upon witnessing this scene.
Duan Wude spat out a mouthful of phlegm, his face full of disdain.
"You cowardly bully!"
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