The so-called severe injury does not refer to physical harm, but rather to trauma to the face and mind.
A dignified saint, the leader of a religion, has been humiliated like this. If this gets out, how can he still have the face to lead a great religion?
"Tsk tsk, fellow Daoist's skin is indeed as thick as the legends say. You took a hit from me and your skin is still intact. Not bad, not bad..." Hu Le chuckled.
"Ah! You old man Xuanxiang, how dare you insult me like this! I will fight you to the death!"
After regaining his balance, Daoist Zhunti touched the swollen red mark on his face and immediately flew into a rage.
"A fight to the death! You think you can take me on?!"
Hu Le scoffed.
Everyone relies on the Heavenly Dao and is an immortal saint. The so-called "unending struggle" of Zhunti Daoist is impossible to achieve and is merely a harsh remark made in anger...
Since Daoist Zhunti was still not convinced, Hu Le decided that he would beat him into submission today.
With a thought, Hu Le turned the Hongmeng Bell back to the sky above, where it lowered strands of primordial purple energy to protect itself.
At the same time, he stepped forward and closed in on Zhunti Daoist again, using his bamboo staff to encircle Zhunti Daoist and immediately launching a fierce attack.
Seeing that Zhunti Daoist could only barely parry, Jieyin Daoist became anxious and rushed to Hu Le's side, continuously wielding the blessed pestle and relic to strike Hu Le.
However, with the Primordial Bell above his head and the Primordial Purple Qi swirling around him, Hu Le was invincible.
No matter how the Guide Daoist attacked, he was unable to break through the defense of the Primordial Purple Qi...
...
Just then, the battle between Buddha and demon in the underworld had already been decided.
After all, the underworld is ultimately the home ground of the Asura race.
Seeing that they had been locked in a prolonged battle with the Buddhist cultivators without a clear victor, they joined forces under the leadership of the Styx Ancestor to summon an endless sea of blood, which they then poured into the Buddhist Pure Land.
The once pure and peaceful land was quickly and completely assimilated and polluted by the sea of blood.
With the blessing of the Blood Sea, the strength of the Asura race increased significantly. Originally, the two sides were evenly matched, but now the Asura race has completely overwhelmed the other side.
Even though several Buddhas and Bodhisattvas led their disciples in a valiant resistance, they were ultimately unable to reverse the increasingly dire situation.
As one bald head after another was submerged and swallowed by the blood waves surging from the sea of blood.
Seeing that the situation was hopeless, Vairocana Buddha immediately broke free from his opponent Shiva and transformed into a rainbow light, flying to Dipankara Buddha's side.
They saw that Randeng was still fighting with the Styx Ancestor.
He hurriedly stepped forward to join forces with them to fight the enemy, while simultaneously sending a telepathic message to Dipankara Buddha: "Dandan Buddha, things are beyond our control now. We should retreat to Mount Ling and make further plans."
With the help of Vairocana Buddha, the pressure on Dipankara Buddha was greatly reduced. Now, after receiving a message from Vairocana Buddha, he finally had time to look around the scene and discovered that the entire Pure Land had been swallowed up by the sea of blood.
However, most of the Buddhist disciples brought this time have already perished.
Just as the Great Sun Buddha said, if this continues, the entire army may be wiped out.
If that's really the case, how will he explain himself to the Buddha when he goes back?
Therefore, he immediately issued the order to retreat.
Upon receiving the order from Ran Deng, the Buddhist disciples felt as if they had been granted a pardon. They each used their own methods to forcibly break free from their opponents and fly away towards the outside of the Pure Land.
The Asuras, of course, would not let them go easily, and pursued them relentlessly, eventually chasing them all the way to the mortal realm and even beyond Mount Ling.
However, with the Buddha Tathagata presiding over the Great Thunderclap Temple, how could he tolerate these Asuras offending Mount Ling...
Seeing thousands upon thousands of Asuras enveloped in demonic light and blood aura rushing towards Mount Sumeru, Tathagata opened his eyes on his lotus throne.
Unexpectedly, even after sending Ran Deng and his men there, they still suffered a major defeat.
Of course, if he could personally take action and achieve a great victory, that would be no problem.
Unfortunately, he had calculated that he would not be able to leave Mount Ling during this calamity. Otherwise, if he were to take a single step out of Mount Ling, something ominous would surely happen to him.
Moreover, he had a premonition that the ominous sign came from somewhere.
Thinking of this, he slightly raised his eyelids and glanced in the direction of the East China Sea.
In retrospect, he was tricked by Laozi, who used him to establish the Hinayana sect. In order to suppress the destiny, and because he had no other choice at the time, when Shakyamuni Buddha was made, he had to use the Immortal Slaughtering Formation to sever the corpse.
In this way, if the Jie Sect wants to reassemble the Zhuxian Sword Formation in the future, his three-corpse body will inevitably be in danger.
Once he loses this three-corpse body, it's tantamount to cutting off his future path.
Even if the Tongtian Sect Leader was still his teacher, he was unwilling to sacrifice his own body in order for his teacher to complete the Zhuxian Sword Formation.
...
The Buddha withdrew his gaze, extinguished the distracting thoughts in his mind, and once again focused his divine sense on the outside of Mount Sumeru.
At this moment, a group of Asuras had arrived outside the mountain and were using the foul energy of the Blood Sea to pollute the purity of the sacred mountain.
He sighed, and suddenly a datura flower appeared in his hand.
He gently rubbed the datura flower, and it flew out of his hand and floated out of the main hall.
The next instant, a giant datura flower floated out of Mount Ling and arrived above the group of Asuras, slowly pressing down.
"Ah! What is this?"
"Why can't I move?!"
The Asuras cried out in alarm, and were involuntarily thrown into the air, heading straight for the mandala.
In just a few breaths, the mandala had wiped out all the Asuras present.
Peace and clarity have been restored to the world.
After sweeping away the demons, the mandala petals closed, instantly transforming into a flower bud. Wrapped in a ball of auspicious light, it hurled itself back towards Mount Ling, disappearing into the mountain in the blink of an eye...
Just then, Dipankara Buddha led Ksitigarbha and Vairocana Buddha from the horizon and entered Mount Sumeru in the blink of an eye.
Upon seeing the Buddha, they all bowed and greeted him.
"World Honored One! We are incompetent and have retreated in defeat. We beg you to forgive our mistake!"
As the commander-in-chief, Ran Deng stepped forward to apologize.
"Victory and defeat are common occurrences, brother, there's no need to be so concerned."
Although the Buddha blamed Dipankara for his incompetence, he could not say it aloud.
"Buddha, you brat! The Ancestor has arrived! Why don't you come out and greet him at once!"
At this moment, the sinister and arrogant voice of the Styx Ancestor rang out outside Mount Ling.
The Buddha frowned, looked outside the mountain, and then chuckled, "Hehe, this Fellow Daoist Styx really dares to cause trouble in my Mount Ling."
"We beg the World Honored One to take action and subdue this old demon."
The Great Sun Buddha stepped forward and offered his advice.
The Buddha nodded slightly, stood up from the lotus platform, and said with a smile, "You may all come with me to meet this old ancestor."
"Here you are."
The crowd agreed and then followed the Buddha out of the main hall.
At this moment, the Styx Ancestor had already ordered a group of Asuras to launch an attack on Mount Ling.
Meanwhile, the Buddhist monks and mountain gods who had been guarding the mountain stepped forward and desperately resisted their attack.
In an instant, shouts of battle rang out outside Mount Ling, and the once peaceful and serene world gradually began to be shrouded in a bloody, malevolent light...
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