Guanyin Bodhisattva suddenly raised the long sword in her hand and, without hesitation, slashed her own throat. Blood splattered everywhere, and her body slowly fell to the ground.
Yuanshi Tianzun witnessed this scene and showed a satisfied and appreciative expression on his face.
However, Guanyin Bodhisattva may not have known that she was destined to leave her name on the Investiture of the Gods list. Even if she did not die this time, when the time came for the Investiture of the Gods, she would still have to give up her physical body, undergo a physical transformation, and embark on the path to the Investiture of the Gods list.
At this moment, the powerful magic and primordial spirit she had cultivated over hundreds of millions of years gradually dissipated with the breeze, leaving only a wisp of true spirit that quickly escaped the corpse and flew straight to Zhongnan Mountain.
With Guanyin Bodhisattva ascending to the Investiture of the Gods, the morale of Buddhist disciples plummeted into an abyss.
A deep sadness flashed in Shakyamuni Buddha's eyes. He clasped his hands together and softly murmured, "Well done!"
Manjushri, Julusun, and Samantabhadra exchanged glances, then resolutely stepped out of the crowd and bowed deeply to the Primordial Celestial Venerable.
Manjushri smiled and said, "Master, your disciple is going now!"
No sooner had he finished speaking than he imitated Guanyin Bodhisattva, drawing his sword and committing suicide.
Immediately afterwards, the remaining two also bid farewell and chose to end their lives at the same time.
Seeing this, Yuanshi Tianzun smiled slightly, stroking his beard, seemingly quite pleased. This was, after all, a disciple he had personally trained, who could now fulfill his destiny on his own.
At that moment, Guanyin Bodhisattva and her three companions chose to commit suicide and died on the spot.
Their disciples, such as Jinzha and Muzha, were either filled with confusion and helplessness or trembling with fear.
Back in the day, these people were among the best of the three generations of disciples of the Chan Sect.
However, their master betrayed the Chan Sect back then, and now he has committed suicide to atone for his sins and ascended to the Investiture of the Gods. As his disciples, they should emulate their master's actions.
However, they lacked the courage and decisiveness of their master, and were even filled with fear of death.
Letting them take their own lives is harder than climbing to heaven.
Just then, Maitreya Buddha stepped forward and shouted, "Master, how could you be so heartless! Today, let me personally experience the methods of this saint!"
Before he finished speaking, he had already soared into the air, his entire body enveloped in a dazzling Buddhist light, like a burning meteor, and charged straight toward the Primordial Celestial Venerable.
Yuanshi Tianzun watched Maitreya Buddha rush over expressionlessly, then simply raised a finger, easily breaking through the Buddha's light and freezing him in mid-air, unable to move.
Immediately afterwards, he swiftly summoned the Three Treasures Ruyi in his hand.
The Ruyi scepter instantly hovered high in the air, then smashed down on Maitreya Buddha's crown with tremendous force.
Bang!
With this loud bang, Maitreya Buddha was unable to move, his eyes revealing endless despair.
The three treasures and the Ruyi scepter crashed down on his head as heavily as a mountain.
In an instant, Maitreya Buddha's eyes froze, and then his head shattered like broken porcelain.
This attack was not just a simple blow that broke his head; it completely shattered his powerful magical energy and primordial spirit.
In the end, only a faint trace of true spiritual power remained, which flew towards the Investiture of the Gods.
\"well......\"
A deep sigh suddenly rang out from among the many Buddhist disciples.
The sigh was filled with despair and helplessness, as if one felt powerless to change what was happening before their eyes.
The vast Lingshan Mountain was still shrouded in Buddha's light, with auspicious clouds floating in the air and clusters of auspicious energy drifting leisurely among the mountains.
The scenery remains unchanged, still filled with a peaceful and serene atmosphere.
However, within this tranquility, there was an indescribable loneliness.
At this moment, although Lingshan appears calm on the surface, it has actually lost its former vitality and energy.
The once sacred Buddhist site now appears somewhat deserted and lonely due to this upheaval.
The once solemn and majestic Buddhist statues and pagodas now appear dull and lifeless, as if they have lost their souls.
The entire world was shrouded in a repressive atmosphere, filling people with a sense of loneliness...
"Though our fate is sealed, how can we sit idly by and wait to die! Today is the day for us to fight to the death!"
At this moment, the Bodhisattva of Sunlight shouted loudly.
His body suddenly leaped up, like a burning sun, radiating endless light and heat.
He held a golden staff in both hands, the head of which shimmered with dazzling light, and charged toward Yuanshi Tianzun.
At the same time, the Moon Bodhisattva was not to be outdone. She leaped up gracefully, like a bright moon in the night sky, radiating a cool and clear light.
She held a string of silver Buddhist beads in her hand, each bead shimmering with a mysterious light, and rushed towards Yuanshi Tianzun.
As soon as the two bodhisattvas made a move, all the Buddhas, bodhisattvas, and arhats behind them responded, each offering up their most precious Buddhist treasures.
In an instant, the sky was filled with the light of Buddha, and countless Buddhist treasures, carrying boundless radiance, bombarded Yuanshi Tianzun like a swarm of meteors.
Despite the overwhelming attack, Yuanshi Tianzun remained unfazed.
He slightly raised his hand and gently pointed, and a bolt of Jade Purity Divine Lightning crashed down from the heavens.
This divine lightning bolt, like a giant dragon, lunged at the group of Buddhist treasures with its claws outstretched.
With a deafening roar, the entire space trembled, and countless rays of Buddhist light instantly dissipated.
Those originally imposing Buddhist treasures, as if they had lost their support, fell from the sky one after another.
Just then, the two bodhisattvas pounced on the Primordial Heavenly Venerable like hungry tigers.
A hint of surprise flickered in their eyes, for they had finally gotten close to the patriarch, the saint.
Next, even if they can't harm Yuanshi Tianzun, even just destroying a single hair on his head would be enough to make this sage lose face.
However, despite having some self-awareness, they still overestimated the situation.
Yuanshi Tianzun did not dodge their attacks at all; with a simple flick of his sleeve, he froze them in an instant.
Immediately afterwards, he raised the Three Treasures Ruyi and tapped each of the two men on the head, one on each side.
Two screams rang out, and the two men immediately fell backward to the ground.
Yuanshi Tianzun ignored the two and strode forward.
All the Buddhist disciples retrieved their various Buddhist treasures, their bodies surrounded by golden light, as if the world had merged into a pure Buddhist kingdom.
Countless Buddhist disciples rose and fell in the Buddha's light, appearing and disappearing, awaiting the arrival of the Primordial Celestial Venerable.
A short while later, the Primordial Celestial Venerable arrived before the Sandalwood Merit Buddha.
At this moment, Tang Sanzang was sitting cross-legged on a lotus platform, his eyes slightly closed, his face full of piety, holding prayer beads in his hands, and chanting Buddhist scriptures.
He seemed completely unconcerned about the approach of the Primordial Celestial Venerable.
Seeing his demeanor, Yuanshi Tianzun shook his head slightly, but he didn't hold back. He simply summoned the Three Treasures Ruyi and struck down from the lotus throne with a single blow...
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