The Immortal-Slaying Flying Dagger shot out two streaks of white light, traversing layers of time and space, arriving in an instant as they descended straight toward the perfectly round, Buddha-like radiance of the great sun.
Below the Other Shore, no one wished to be immobilized by the Immortal-Slaying Flying Dagger, for it often meant all transformations and projections would be frozen as well. With a turn of the treasure, everything would perish without exception—and even the Ancient Buddha Dipamkara was no exception. Faced with these two streaks of white light, the ancient crystal lamp in his hand abruptly contracted.
In that instant, the great sun, resembling Buddha-light, severed its connection with the boundless Pure Land, leaving no trace of karma behind. Alone, it was immobilized by the Immortal-Slaying Flying Dagger. “Treasure, turn!” The great sun dissolved into a rain of light, vanishing without a trace.
Seizing this opportunity, the Human Emperor’s double pupils once again reflected the figure of Maitreya, illuminating His experiences from the past ten instants. Meanwhile, Meng Qi hovered above the Ten Thousand Buddhas Formation, his right hand gripping the Peerless Heavenly Saber, its purple lightning layers condensing into what seemed like a universe composed purely of thunder. His left hand held a hazy longsword, its clear light flickering like sparks of wisdom, manifesting the Five Wisdoms and Nine Consciousnesses, forming countless mirror-like reflections that clearly revealed every change within the crystal barrier, leaving it seemingly without secrets!
The Human Emperor’s remains struck with his sword, once again disrupting the Great Sublime Form from several instants prior, throwing the Ten Thousand Buddhas Formation into chaos.
Meng Qi wielded both saber and sword simultaneously—one embodying material force, the other illusory wisdom—complementing each other like yin and yang, intertwining into a grand Taiji diagram. The diagram inverted, black and white collapsing, giving birth to a point that encompassed all things, reducing everything to the primordial chaos.
**Chaos Devours the Cosmos!**
Though not his true form and lacking the Seal of the Limitless, through this divine saber-and-sword technique, Meng Qi had simulated the abyssal chaos ahead of time!
As the chaos descended, the disordered Ten Thousand Buddhas Formation was instantly absorbed. Golden Buddha forms, countless swastika symbols, and layers of crystal barriers were all swallowed by the darkness, vanishing without a trace.
Beside Meng Qi, the Four Swords of Slaying Immortals trembled, unleashing countless sword beams of red, azure, black, and white, surging alongside the chaos in a mighty tide toward Maitreya, aiming to annihilate this Future Buddha in Jiangdong!
Witnessing this, Maitreya let out a sigh, as if softly chanting a Buddha’s name:
*”Namo Amitabha.”*
The sigh echoed as three indistinct relic beads, containing countless possible futures, flew forth. Buddha-light surged, transforming into white lotuses, manifesting a Future Star Buddha whose features were identical to Maitreya’s—yet devoid of smiles, his eyes filled only with resolve!
Having endured countless kalpas, sunk into the bitter sea of suffering, his Buddha-heart remained unchanged.
Not ferrying sentient beings, not saving the end times, not seeking the future!
The Future Star Buddha erupted in a blaze, the relic bead of the future completely dissolving into illusion, illuminating the Three Realms and Ten Directions, giving birth to countless white lotuses. All possible futures vanished—whether it was the future where the saber-and-sword chaos shattered the Ten Thousand Buddhas Formation, or the future where the Slaying Immortals Formation devoured Maitreya’s true form—all were erased!
All possibilities were eliminated, leaving only one inevitable outcome. The “Future Relic Bead” shattered, granting Maitreya a chance to escape the sword formation.
Maitreya’s Human Seed Bag flew out, gathering the Great Sublime Form and the bodhisattvas and arhats of his Pure Land. Around him, white lotuses bloomed and withered in succession, his Reward Body and Dharma Body entering nirvana. Beyond the sword formation, a white lotus emerged, slowly blooming as Maitreya sat atop it.
The crimson gourd emitted a faint light, revealing an object with eyes and brows. Just as it was about to shoot two white beams, the Ancient Buddha Dipamkara, seated at the center of the boundless Pure Land, flicked his finger, sending forth a Sea-Calming Pearl imbued with Buddhist heavens. It struck the crimson gourd, sending it tumbling away.
Maitreya sighed once more, his golden body leaping into the Pure Land of the Ancient Buddha Dipamkara.
That “Future Relic Bead” was one of the three great crystallizations of His exploration of the Other Shore Path, cultivated over tens of thousands of years. Once shattered, all related memories and experiences would vanish, forcing Him to start anew, step by step!
*Truly, after countless years of toil, ten thousand years of cultivation vanish in an instant.*
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The Cosmic Lash danced wildly, the Universe Ring struck down, the Wind-Fire Wheels spewed true flames, setting the sky ablaze, while the Fire-Tipped Spear was everywhere, leaving the Bull Demon King no chance to escape the sword formation.
The Human Emperor’s remains could still manifest here, once again locking onto the Bull Demon King.
Meanwhile, the Slaying Immortals Formation, presided over by Meng Qi, showed no mercy. Sword beams of red, azure, black, and white crisscrossed, occasionally striking the Bull Demon King, leaving wounds on his armor and demonic body that refused to heal. The strikes rapidly interlaced, forming chaos that threatened to spread and consume him entirely.
At this rate, no matter how mighty the Bull Demon King had been during the Journey to the West, his current realm and strength were insufficient—he would perish here today.
Just then, a furious roar echoed from above:
*”Open for Old Sun!”*
The Golden Cudgel swung, striking beside the Heaven-Suppressing Seal, forcibly knocking it aside and sending shockwaves of explosions that the sword formation struggled to dissipate.
Amidst the light waves, a green-gold Buddha’s hand reached in, its aura solemn and vast, wreathed in flickering Buddha-light. It seized the Bull Demon King, enduring two spear strikes and three ring blows from Nezha, sparks flying everywhere. Under the assault of countless sword beams, it forcibly extracted the Bull Demon King from the formation.
**The Victorious Fighting Buddha had descended!**
Faced with Sun Wukong at full strength, even the mighty Heaven-Suppressing Seal was merely a divine weapon. With only a wisp of Guangchengzi’s power descending, the combined efforts of Nezha and the Human Emperor’s remains could not stop him.
No tricks, no treasures—just pure, overwhelming power.
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Yuan Hong’s body shimmered with a pale gold, nearly white radiance, his indestructible saintly physique withstanding the slaughtering sword beams of the Slaying Immortals Formation.
*Clang! Clang! Clang!*
His body was struck by countless sword beams, sparks flying in all directions. He occasionally shifted forms, dodging with clever maneuvers.
Pressing upward, Yuan Hong exhausted every technique and transformation, his indestructible body now riddled with wounds. Finally, he reached the edge of the sword formation.
With a leap, infinite sword beams immediately enveloped him. The killing intent, capable of shattering space-time and annihilating matter, instantly shredded his head, leaving his golden body riddled with wounds that destroyed his inner world.
Yet Yuan Hong’s body did not stop. Seizing this chance, he burst out of the formation. From his neck surged a stream of clear qi, within which a white lotus bloomed. With a single expansion and contraction, a new head grew.
Finally free, Yuan Hong gnashed his teeth in frustration. Had the Green Emperor’s creation not been incomplete, he wouldn’t have been reduced to such a state!
Just then, a crimson gourd leaped out from the void before him. A faint light emerged, revealing an object with eyes and brows. From its eyes shot two white beams, striking the crown of Yuan Hong’s head.
A sense of danger flashed in Yuan Hong’s mind, but weakened by his injuries, he couldn’t dodge in time. Instantly, his crown, his form, and all his transformations were immobilized.
In his shock, he heard Lu Ya’s voice:
*”Fellow Daoist, reveal your true form!”*
As Yuan Hong’s thoughts raced, Lu Ya shouted again:
*”Fellow Daoist, reveal your true form!”*
All resistance stripped away, Yuan Hong shook his body, transforming into a white-furred monkey. Helpless, he watched as the crimson gourd imprinted a seal upon him.
Once the matter was settled, the gourd trembled, and Lu Ya’s voice emerged:
*”Fellow Daoist Yuan Hong, you shall continue guarding Golden Turtle Island. None shall approach the Green Locus Sword.”*
Baring his teeth, Yuan Hong bowed respectfully.
*”As the Dao Lord commands.”*
Satisfied, Lu Ya gave a final instruction before the crimson gourd leaped away, vanishing from the real world.
This time, he had only made one request—to lure Yuan Hong, severely wound him, and then hand him over for disposal.
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Within the Ice-Snow Immortal Palace, the bronze coffin no longer remained shut. The Seven-Orifice Demon Heart, pulsating with illusory light and negative emotions, leaped out—forced to awaken prematurely.
Two or three instants later, the void rippled as a blood-red demonic body, brimming with slaughter aura but lacking a heart, head, or limbs, stepped forth.
The Seven-Orifice Demon Heart leaped into this demonic body, settling into the position of the heart, connecting the organs and acupoints throughout.
Next, a mighty Asura body, exuding battle and slaughter, tore through the void. Covered in black flames that burned countless universes, it brought endless suffering.
This Asura body suddenly transformed into powerful yet jet-black legs, merging with the earlier demonic form.
Then, a sinister deity’s body, wreathed in bloody-yellow springs, descended—black as its base, swirling with purity, embodying life and death.
The body became a left arm, merging with the demonic form, leaving only the head and right arm incomplete.
*Boom!*
Black lightning crackled as a head abruptly appeared—aged, with white hair, black beard, and eyes brimming with malevolence.
As the head settled onto the neck, the myriad realms seemed to let out a mournful cry. Thunder rumbled, and the Nine Netherworlds rejoiced, witnessing the return of the **Peerless Demon Body!**
The Supreme Demon Lord had reappeared in the world!
Yet his right arm remained incomplete, beyond the repair of mere flesh—the **Six Annihilation Fiend Body** had to be cultivated anew.
For now, the Supreme Demon Body remained imperfect.
The one-armed Demon Lord glanced southward, pausing briefly before stepping into the Western Regions, arriving at the edge of the God-Burying Desert.
Here, the Endless Abyss quietly exhaled demonic energy.
Expressionless, he strode into the abyss, sinking rapidly.
He would seize the chaos of the Great Zhou’s ongoing battle to shatter the barrier repaired by the Sea-Calming Pearl and the power of the masses, unleashing the Nine Netherworlds to disrupt the situation and launch a covert strike on the southern wastelands!
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