Wherever the sword light pointed, countless bursts of blood erupted.
These blood-red lights are not ordinary blood, but Buddha blood containing boundless Buddha power!
Although it still appears scarlet, it exudes a rich and delicate fragrance, as if it were the purest and most precious scent in the world.
The ground was covered with blooming Udumbara flowers, which bloomed and withered in the blink of an eye. Each flower seemed to be watered with blood, blooming brilliantly, yet disappearing in an instant. This cycle continued endlessly.
In an instant, all the Buddhist disciples present perished.
Some of them should be listed on the Investiture of the Gods and become revered deities; others need to be reincarnated and start a new life journey.
However, for ordinary immortals and Buddhas, being listed on the Investiture of the Gods means losing their freedom and the opportunity to pursue the Great Dao in the future.
However, in reality, one needs certain qualifications to be included in the Investiture of the Gods; not everyone has this honor.
Today, countless Buddhist disciples have perished under the sword of Yuanshi Tianzun, and only a very small number of them are fortunate enough to be listed on the Investiture of the Gods.
Most people can only helplessly throw themselves into the cycle of reincarnation.
Perhaps this is fate's arrangement; no matter how powerful an existence is, it appears so insignificant and powerless before the Dao of Heaven.
At that moment, two dazzling beams of Buddhist light suddenly descended from the sky.
The two beams of Buddha light fell rapidly like shooting stars, eventually crashing onto the square of the Great Thunderclap Temple.
As the Buddha's light dissipated, the Sage of Amitabha and the Sage of Cundi slowly emerged from the light.
It turned out that after going through countless hardships, the two of them finally managed to escape the entanglement of Laozi and successfully descended to Mount Ling.
However, by the time they arrived, it was already too late.
When the two religious leaders saw the corpses scattered all over the square, a deep sorrow flashed in their eyes at the same time.
This sacred Buddhist site embodies their life's work and aspirations, and is also an important tool for them to realize their grand ambitions.
Now, it has been destroyed in the hands of the Primordial Celestial Lord, how could this not cause them unbearable heartache and pain...
Immediately afterwards, the two leaders suddenly raised their heads, their sharp gazes fixed on Yuanshi Tianzun.
The Sage Zhunti cried out in grief and indignation, “Yuanshi! You are truly cruel and vicious!”
The Primordial Celestial Lord responded with a cold laugh: "This is the will of Heaven, what can you do about it?"
At that very moment, Laozi arrived riding on auspicious clouds.
He overheard their conversation and couldn't help but stroke his beard and chuckle softly.
"Heh... Do you people of unorthodox ways also want to protect your own like us, the great Pangu sect?"
The Primordial Celestial Lord sneered in response, "Protecting their own?! These heretics don't even deserve it!"
"Hmph! You Xuanmen are going too far! Today, I will fight you to the death!"
Sage Zhunti let out a scream and immediately lunged at Yuanshi Tianzun without hesitation, gripping the Seven Treasures Tree tightly in his hand and slashing it down fiercely.
The Primordial Celestial Venerable simply held the Pangu Banner horizontally to block the Seven Treasures Tree with ease.
A loud bang was heard.
The Primordial Celestial Venerable remained steady and unmoved, while the Sage Zhunti, unable to withstand the power, involuntarily staggered back several steps.
It turns out that this Sage Zhunti had already suffered severe injuries and greatly depleted vital energy after many fierce battles. How could he possibly be a match for Yuanshi Tianzun now?
Almost at the same time, the Sage of Reception, standing on a golden lotus, quickly arrived before Laozi.
Holding the blessed pestle in his hands, he struck directly at Laozi's face with great force.
Laozi's face was ashen, his eyes flashing with indifference. He raised the flat cane in his hand high and then shook it gently.
This seemingly simple action contains endless mystery and power.
The blessed pestle was as if it were pushed aside by an invisible force.
Immediately afterwards, Laozi and Jieyin engaged in a fierce battle of magic.
Their figures intertwined in the air, each attack carrying a devastating force.
The atmosphere in the square in front of the Great Thunder Temple was extremely tense.
The four religious leaders and saints fought each other fiercely, and for a time they were evenly matched.
However, the Sage Zhunti was slightly inferior in strength, and after hundreds of rounds of fierce fighting, he gradually began to show signs of defeat.
Yuanshi Tianzun seized the opportunity and unleashed the full power of the Pangu Banner, forcefully breaking through the defenses of the Sage Zhunti.
The Pangu Banner transformed into an incomparably sharp sword light, slashing fiercely at the shoulder of the Sage Zhunti.
In an instant, a spurt of blood gushed out, staining the sky red.
Saint Zhunti let out a painful cry, his brows furrowed tightly, and he quickly retreated, clutching his injured shoulder.
But Yuanshi Tianzun had no intention of giving up. Holding the Pangu Banner, he pressed on step by step, continuing to pursue the Sage Zhunti.
His eyes revealed indifference and determination, as if he would not rest until he had put the other party to death.
A strong sense of murderous intent permeated the entire square, sending chills down one's spine.
At the same time, the twelve-petaled golden lotus of merit beneath the feet of the guiding saint began to sway precariously under the bombardment of the Taiji diagram!
It should be known that this twelve-petaled golden lotus of merit is one of the most important treasures in Buddhism, containing boundless power of merit and profound mystery.
However, at this very moment, it has become so vulnerable due to the attack of the Tai Chi diagram.
In fact, under normal circumstances, this twelve-petaled golden lotus of merit would never be so easily shaken.
After all, it possesses incredibly powerful strength and defensive capabilities.
But what about now?
Due to the decline of the Buddhist community's fortune, the merits accumulated gradually dissipated.
These twelve-petaled golden lotuses of merit, as treasures used to suppress the fortune of major religions, are magical in that they are closely linked to the fortune of Buddhist religions.
When the Buddhist community is prosperous, the twelve-petaled golden lotus of merit is invincible; standing on it ensures one's invincibility.
However, the fortunes of Buddhism have been severely damaged, and the power of the Twelve-Petaled Golden Lotus of Merit has naturally been greatly diminished.
Under the continuous swirling of the Tai Chi diagram, it finally could not withstand the pressure and almost fell off the feet of the guiding saint.
After a few more moves, Laozi shook the Taiji diagram again, and the innate divine light rippled out, instantly annihilating most of the golden light emanating from the Twelve Merits.
The golden light surrounding the guiding saint immediately became extremely thin.
Taking advantage of the opportunity, Laozi stepped forward, raised his staff high, and swung it down to strike the head of the Sage.
This strike instantly shattered the remaining golden light of merit and arrived at the head of the guiding saint like lightning.
At the critical moment.
The Sage who was guiding the way only managed to turn his body to the side and avoid the vital point on his head, but he was still hit on the arm by the flat cane.
The Sage who guided the way let out a muffled groan and staggered backward as he drifted away...
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