Yuanshi Tianzun casually killed Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva.
The Di Ting, which had accompanied Ksitigarbha for countless years, could only tuck its tail between its legs and flee from Mount Ling in terror.
Many Buddhist disciples in the distance, witnessing this scene, began to waver in their resolve.
However, in the next instant, countless Buddhist disciples rose into the air and dispersed in mid-air, flying away into the distance like celestial maidens scattering flowers.
Seeing this, Yuanshi Tianzun remained indifferent, and then took out a Hunyuan Treasure Box from his sleeve.
He slowly lifted the lid, and immediately a powerful suction swept over him, as if it wanted to devour the entire world.
Amidst gasps of alarm, the fleeing Buddhist disciples seemed to be drawn in, falling involuntarily from the sky.
One by one, they fell into the Hunyuan Treasure Box, like dumplings being put into a pot.
In the blink of an eye, all the Buddhist disciples in the sky had been sucked into the treasure box.
Yuanshi Tianzun closed the lid expressionlessly and slightly activated the innate divine restriction within the treasure box.
A moment later, a wail came from inside the box, followed by a pungent smell of blood.
It turned out that those Buddhist disciples had already turned into pools of blood in the blink of an eye and completely disappeared from this world.
In the distance, the Buddhist disciples who had not escaped witnessed their former fellow disciples meeting such a tragic end, and they were all filled with sorrow.
At this moment, Shakyamuni Buddha finally activated the thousand-petaled lotus beneath his seat and floated out from among the many Buddhas surrounding him.
Since both the Buddha of the past and the Buddha of the future have perished, this undoubtedly indicates that Buddhism has lost its past and future, and its fortune has plummeted to rock bottom.
So what is the point of keeping him, this living Buddha?
Moreover, earlier, the treasure that held his obsession had been forcibly taken away, and he had lost one of his three incarnations, thus erasing that obsession.
The future Great Dao of Hunyuan has become unattainable, and continuing to exist is actually a tragedy.
Instead of watching helplessly as Buddhist disciples perish before our eyes, we should rise up and fight with all our might. Even if we are reduced to ashes, it would not have been in vain that we were once the Buddhas of Buddhism.
As the saying goes, "Better to be a broken piece of jade than a whole piece of tile; since ancient times, who has ever escaped death?"
The worst that could happen is that he would simply return to oblivion. How could a dignified Buddhist saint like him lack such determination and courage?
Just as he disregarded life and death and stepped forward, that last bit of obsession actually loosened and resurfaced in his mind once again.
"So this is where my path lies; the ultimate goal of Buddhism is Nirvana..."
At this moment, Shakyamuni Buddha finally understood the path to enlightenment, but he felt somewhat amused and exasperated.
He was clearly nearing the end of his life and prepared to sacrifice himself, but fate played a cruel trick on him, allowing him to once again grasp the existence of that lingering obsession.
If it were in the past, he would probably be overjoyed, feeling that he had a chance to achieve the Primordial Chaos Realm.
Unfortunately, now that he has faced the Primordial Celestial Venerable directly, it means he has lost the possibility of survival and has no future.
"Alas! Fate is truly unpredictable!"
Shakyamuni Buddha gave a sorrowful smile, his eyes revealing a hint of determination and anger. His eyes instantly turned like copper bells, staring intently at Yuanshi Tianzun.
Wherever his gaze fell, the entire Spirit Mountain began to tremble, and countless streams of spiritual energy from heaven and earth surged and converged upon him like a tidal wave.
In an instant, the sky was filled with dazzling Buddhist light, which was as brilliant as the Milky Way and entered into the body of Shakyamuni Buddha.
His body began to exude an unparalleled majesty and aura, as if the power of the entire universe was drawn to him.
However, Yuanshi Tianzun remained indifferent. He stood there quietly, like an unshakable mountain, unmoved no matter how much power Shakyamuni Buddha gathered from heaven and earth.
He simply watched everything before him calmly, as if waiting for Shakyamuni Buddha to unleash his final power.
As time passed, the aura of Shakyamuni Buddha grew stronger and stronger, and the light emanating from his body became increasingly dazzling.
Finally, at a certain moment, Shakyamuni Buddha completed his final gathering of power. He suddenly opened his mouth and let out a deafening roar!
"Duh!"
The roar was like a thunderclap, deafening and resounding throughout the heavens and earth.
The surrounding void was distorted and deformed by this enormous power, as if it were about to be torn apart.
"Primordial Cult Leader! Take this blow!"
With a furious roar, a figure streaked across the sky like a meteor, carrying boundless power as it flew towards Yuanshi Tianzun.
In the blink of an eye, this person arrived in front of Yuanshi Tianzun and, without saying a word, directly unleashed a giant golden palm.
This palm is so large it blots out the sun, and its entire body is surrounded by Buddhist light, emanating an aura that makes one's heart tremble.
It seemed to contain boundless power, and in just an instant, it appeared above the head of the Primordial Celestial Venerable like Mount Tai pressing down, and pressed down hard with overwhelming force.
At that moment, the world changed color, and the wind and clouds surged.
A series of cracking sounds echoed from the void, as if the entire world was about to be torn apart, and all things seemed to have turned into chaotic infinity.
Within this chaos, earth, fire, water, and wind roared wildly, creating a scene of utter destruction.
However, Yuanshi Tianzun did not even blink when faced with such a tremendous attack.
He simply smiled slightly, then casually extended one index finger and gently touched the descending giant Buddha hand.
For a moment, time seemed to stand still.
That seemingly invincible giant hand actually stopped under the finger of the Primordial Celestial Venerable, unable to fall any further.
The contest between the two was like a farce of an ant trying to shake a tree, making people marvel at the unfathomable power of the Primordial Celestial Lord.
The giant Buddha's palm froze for a moment, then suddenly shattered like broken glass.
Immediately, it transformed into countless streams of primordial energy, scattering in all directions and disappearing into nothingness.
Shakyamuni Buddha stood frozen in place, the light in his eyes dimmed, replaced by endless despair.
The next instant, the Three Treasures Ruyi rose from the hands of the Primordial Celestial Venerable and rolled to the top of Shakyamuni Buddha's head.
It descended enveloped in the power of the Heavenly Dao, and with a loud thud, struck the crown of Shakyamuni Buddha.
Shakyamuni Buddha's head exploded instantly, his life force rapidly dissipated, and the headless corpse swayed before falling backward.
Seeing this scene, the despair shrouding the Buddhist disciples intensified even further...
Next, Yuanshi Tianzun walked in the square in front of the Great Thunderclap Temple, his figure weaving through the Buddha's light, only lightly striking out the Three Treasures Ruyi.
Wherever it went, Buddhist paradises and pure lands vanished, and Buddhas and Bodhisattvas fell from their lotus thrones.
Finally, seeing that he couldn't kill all the Buddhist disciples, he simply took out the Pangu Banner, held it in his hand, and with a gentle shake, a chaotic sword aura shot out...
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