Chapter 477: Confrontation

“World Honored One?”

As the grand formation stirred, the core Buddha Son immediately sensed it and looked toward the seated World Honored Buddha on the central lotus platform: “The enemy actually possesses such a miraculous treasure of heaven and earth. What should we do to counter them?”

“Supernatural powers cannot overcome karma. What can we do?”

Golden lotuses emerged from before the World Honored One, enveloping his disciple. Without glancing again at the invading army that had breached the city, he quickly retreated backward.

“World Honored One!”

“World Honored One!”

Both Altai and the National Preceptor called out, hurriedly chasing after him.

“These two also possess great fortune and should not perish here!”

With this thought, the World Honored One sent forth two golden lotuses that wrapped around the two individuals, carrying them westward.

“Hahaha… This World Honored Buddha claims to have attained the status of Buddha, being the second-in-command of the Brahma sect, and has gathered three thousand Buddha disciples to set up a grand formation, yet he still lost to me…”

On the Yun Platform, Mingyue witnessed the invading army breaking into the White Elephant King’s capital and couldn’t help but laugh heartily, his arrogance evident.

“Mingyue, be cautious with your words!”

Qingfeng’s expression remained indifferent as he put away the Qiankun Fan: “When heavenly calamities arise, even the World Honored One cannot escape. He must descend to the mortal realm and confront us. This is a deliberate act of leniency on his part out of respect for our Master!”

“This person fled in disgrace, yet you say he is being lenient toward us?”

Mingyue widened his eyes, then sneered: “Don’t try to fool me!”

“Sigh… Without understanding the heavenly decrees, one cannot become a Dao Lord. Ultimately, we are all mere ants beneath the great calamity! The same applies to the World Honored One… and to us as well…”

Qingfeng sighed: “If you still remember our Master’s teachings, you should understand that I speak the truth. You should rein in your behavior and proceed with caution!”

“Daoist Master!”

At this moment, Zhang Tianxiang rode over on horseback, bowing sincerely: “Your Daoist Master’s magical powers are unparalleled. Please stay and assist me!”

“I only have this one connection with you, and now our karmic ties have ended. I should naturally return!”

However, Qingfeng seemed disinterested and indifferent, ignoring the displeased expressions on Zhang Tianxiang and Mingyue’s faces as he departed on his cloud.

This calamity was far too perilous, and he dared not become further entangled.

“General, rest assured! Even without my senior brother, I alone am sufficient to handle the situation!”

Mingyue said resentfully.

Upon seeing this, the Wuhexian nearby immediately stepped forward to mediate, flattering Mingyue and further fueling his arrogance.

In the great battle at the capital, Altai suffered a crushing defeat. Saved by the World Honored One, he directly fled to the Taisei Empire.

Zhang Tianxiang entered the capital, first strictly prohibiting looting, then stabilizing order, and honoring You Tan Lusi as the Queen, gaining strong support from the locals.

He secretly kept his troops still while seeking reinforcements from all directions, gathering a total of sixty thousand soldiers to oppose the advancing Crusaders.

At this moment, Wu Ming, who had been observing the battle, also felt a stirring within.

“The great calamity has reached its peak. It is time for us to enter the fray!”

In an instant, countless beams of light descended, creating a magnificent spectacle before the battlefield.

“What is this…”

Mingyue suddenly froze: “This is our Sect Leader Master and the two Dao Lords arriving. You, my lord, should quickly prepare to welcome them properly!”

Zhang Tianxiang, upon receiving this hint, hurriedly prepared fruits and offerings and burned incense to pray.

From the east, auspicious rays of light appeared like clouds, and auspicious qi transformed into lingzhi-shaped patterns, exuding magnificent splendor and immense majesty.

“These Dao Lords from this world…”

Ji Fu and Xin Jue stood at the very back, scarcely daring to breathe.

Their cultivation levels were barely sufficient to handle mid-level challenges. At this moment, among the two great armies, there were countless cultivators and monsters, each capable of easily crushing them.

If not for their initial connection with Zhang Tianxiang, they probably wouldn’t have even been granted a minor seat.

Now, witnessing the emergence of the hidden hands behind the Great Zhou Western Regions Chronicle world, their hearts trembled with fear, terrified of their reincarnator identities being discovered.

They were unaware, however, of the immense power of the Primordial Dao Lords. Every move they made had already been calculated, and they had unknowingly become part of the great calamity.

At the same time, the cold mechanical voice of the Primordial Temple also sounded:

[Main Quest Activated: Survival!]

[Quest Description: Survive! No matter what methods you use, successfully surviving until the end of the great battle will be considered completion, with a reward of one thousand great merits!]

[You have received a sub-quest: Eliminate! – Killing powerful enemies from the opposing faction will grant rewards based on your contribution!]

“It’s actually a survival quest!”

Xin Jue swallowed hard: “It seems simple, but it’s actually the most difficult!”

Buzzzzz!

At this moment, numerous magical formations and rituals appeared, emitting countless rays of light that trailed like tassels in the void.

Wu Ming, along with Miao Yi Dao Jun and Ling Long Dao Jun, slowly descended from the ninth heaven, stopping above Zhang Tianxiang’s army, each displaying magnificent scenes behind them.

Behind Wu Ming was a purple aura coming from the east, manifesting the Da Luo Star Region.

Behind Miao Yi Dao Jun were countless ripples of water transforming into the world’s water veins.

Behind Ling Long Dao Jun was a hazy expanse with only a single spiritual jade, seemingly the origin of everything, radiating seven-colored light.

“Greetings to the Dao Lords!”

Zhang Tianxiang bowed again, gaining a bit more confidence in his heart despite the fifty thousand enemy troops surrounding the city.

Wu Ming waved his hand, gazing at the opposing Crusader formation, sighing: “I never expected that I would eventually have to confront my Dao companions once again!”

Clang!

As his voice fell, a heaven-splitting sword beam descended, landing outside the city and transforming into the form of Sha Sheng Dao Jun: “Zi Luo… Last great calamity, you schemed against my disciple, making your disciple bear the calamity in his place. I have long desired to confront you!”

The five Dao Sect Patriarchs and the three Primordial Gods of this world had never formed a unified alliance, each acting independently. Forming temporary alliances and maneuvering for advantage was the norm!

Thus, as soon as Sha Sheng Dao Jun spoke, two divine lights immediately responded.

One divine light was golden, surrounded by countless Sanskrit characters, with Buddhist chants echoing within, manifesting a Pure Land world. A deity emerged from a lotus, his gaze filled with compassion – it was none other than the Brahma God!

The other divine light radiated boundless light, with angelic choirs appearing within the sacred songs, countless angels descending, scattering petals and holy water. A deity with a solemn countenance and seven halos behind him was the God of Light!

The three Dao Lords, Zi Luo, Miao Yi, and Ling Long, faced off against the three great beings, Sha Sheng, Light God, and Brahma God!

In an instant, both sides were evenly matched, while the Blood River Dao Jun was nowhere to be seen, only a hidden current seemingly lurking beneath the earth, turning the land within a thousand miles into a dark red.

This Dao Lord controlled the laws of the end times. No matter which side won, as long as there were heavy casualties, the souls and blood of the dead would become nourishment for the Blood River. It could be said that he secretly hoped for both sides to be mutually annihilated.

As for the Jade Emperor of Heaven, his authority lay in the Eastern Lands. During this Western Regions crisis, he chose not to intervene, maintaining neutrality.

At this most intense moment of the great calamity, the eight great beings finally took their respective sides, unable to change anymore!

The calculations of the Dao Lords were almost like heavenly fate!

If such an evenly matched situation was not created, how could it be considered a great calamity?

At this moment, even the Primordial Gods and Sect Patriarchs on both sides could not predict the outcome. In fact, with the fundamental powers being evenly matched, the Crusader side actually had a slightly better chance of victory.

After all, a tenfold numerical advantage represented an immense disparity in strength that was truly terrifying.

“The path of balance, the path of conservation, all worlds, even multiverses, must abide by this!”

After personally entering the fray, Wu Ming observed the formation of this situation, gaining a deeper understanding in his heart: “Once the great calamity arises, both sides’ forces must be evenly matched. Even the Dao Lords cannot violate this…”

“Moreover, even though we can now manifest in the world, there are still restrictions when it comes to actual combat!”

Holding the Dao of Heaven, observing the actions of Heaven!

A Dao Lord is a sage! Every word and deed represents the world itself. How could it be so simple? Could there not be restrictions?

As Wu Ming pondered within the chaos, he seemed to gain a deeper understanding of this world’s hierarchy.

“Shi Mani!”

At this moment, from the opposing army, the Brahma God spoke first: “You shall be the vanguard. Go set up the Ten Thousand Buddhas Paying Homage formation!”

“Understood, I shall obey!”

The World Honored One had no choice but to respectfully accept the command, pointing toward his lotus platform.

Boom!

The lotus platform immediately transformed into nine colors, with lotus petals falling, manifesting the scene of the Eight Divisions of Dragons and Heavenly Beings world. Within it, there was a palm-sized Buddha Land, where countless golden Arhats and Bodhisattvas joined their palms in reverence, chanting sutras that transformed into countless golden Sanskrit characters, creating an awe-inspiring spectacle.

“How powerful!”

Wuhe Xian’s eyes gleamed: “This is countless times stronger than the Vajra Sumeru Formation! This baldy must have been holding back before. Now, with the Brahma God’s command, there’s no way to run… Could it be that the Brahma God is using the calamity substitution method, transferring his calamity onto the World Honored One? Tsk tsk…”

Zhang Tianxiang looked at the cultivators below but before he could speak, he saw many of them shrinking back, causing him great anger: “These people usually enjoy my offerings, yet when it’s time to act, they all hesitate!”

Although he also understood that with the might of the Ten Thousand Buddhas Paying Homage formation, any cultivators from his side who went forth would surely perish.

At this moment, he disregarded everything and pointed out a dozen individuals who had always been arrogant and disobedient, whom he had secretly noted in his heart: “You all shall go forth and break the formation!”

“I’m not playing with you guys anymore!”

These unattached cultivators were destined to perish in this calamity. A great Peng demon among them laughed wildly, flapped its wings, revealing its true form, and attempted to escape.

“Hehe… Having entered this calamity, who do you think you can leave? Qingfeng!”

Wu Ming smiled slightly.

“Understood, Master!”

Qingfeng appeared out of nowhere, unfurled the Qiankun Fan, and with a single fan stroke, sent the great Peng bird plummeting from the sky directly into the formation outside.

Boom!

Within the formation, the Arhats roared, golden lotuses transformed, and the Eight Divisions of Dragons and Heavenly Beings appeared in succession, unleashing countless weapons.

This great Peng demon was also an elite among demon cultivators, roaring furiously with earth-shaking power, yet was still struck into pulp by the golden light, its form and spirit utterly destroyed.

“The Sect Leader has issued an order: those who disobey the military command shall be executed!”

Qingfeng shouted, forcing the other cultivators into the Ten Thousand Buddhas Paying Homage formation. Stirred by the golden light, they immediately turned into pools of blood.

Some were chosen by the World Honored One, who employed a method of salvation, transforming them directly into young monks and nuns, who were absorbed into the formation, further enhancing its power.

The might of this formation caused the expressions of Zhang Tianxiang’s side to change repeatedly.

As for Mingyue and Wuhexian, upon seeing their Master’s arrival, their hearts were greatly reassured, their faces displaying an air of confidence and fearlessness.