At this moment, the venerable Sakyamuni was already as skittish as a bird startled by the mere twang of a bowstring. The sudden sound startled him again, and feeling as if something were about to emerge from beneath his feet, he didn’t even think twice before delivering a fierce kick downward.
“Ouch! What the hell, another kick?” Lin Fan had just begun to rise when the figure standing on him unexpectedly kicked him again, provoking his anger.
What did I do to deserve this? I merely hid in a mud pit, and since I was tired, I took a nap. Was it really necessary for me to suffer this?
Without hesitation, Lin Fan shoved the foot aside and quickly stood up.
At this moment, Sakyamuni was already nearly frightened out of his wits. Upon seeing the mud-covered figure before him, he gasped in alarm…
“It’s you…” Lin Fan was about to strike the person who had stepped on him when he suddenly froze.
This couldn’t be anyone else but the bald monk.
Yet, judging from the monk’s current appearance, something seemed seriously wrong. Could it be that he was being hunted?
Boom!
Boom!
At that moment, a massive Buddha palm descended from the sky, ready to suppress the bald monk at any moment.
Lin Fan shook his head helplessly, realizing that this monk’s situation was indeed pitiful.
Standing between heaven and earth, Lin Fan raised a fist to the sky, his posture exuding raw dominance—simple yet brutally effective.
With one punch, the massive Buddha palm, which darkened the sky and radiated immense pressure, was instantly shattered into countless tiny rays of Buddhist light, eventually dissipating into the void.
Watching this unfold, Sakyamuni was left speechless. How incredibly domineering!
The Buddhist pursuers were incredibly powerful. All along, Sakyamuni had only been able to flee without any opportunity for retaliation.
Yet now, this mud-covered figure had displayed such audacity, leaving Sakyamuni momentarily stunned.
“Good sir, I won’t thank you now, but please hold them off for a moment. I’ll repay you in the future,” Sakyamuni, briefly shaken, knew this place was no longer safe and needed to escape immediately.
Just as Sakyamuni prepared to flee, Lin Fan spoke up.
“Bald monk, you don’t even recognize me anymore? Are you trying to die or something?”
“Venerable sir, I’m not bald…”
Sakyamuni disliked being called a bald monk, but as he was about to correct Lin Fan, he suddenly froze.
Because he realized how familiar this voice and this address were.
“You… you…” Staring at the mud-covered figure before him, Sakyamuni was momentarily stunned.
Lin Fan smiled calmly, then noticing his current appearance, raised his hand and used primordial water to wash away the filth, revealing his true face.
“Venerable sir, it’s you! I’ve finally found you!” At this moment, Sakyamuni roared with excitement, as if he had discovered a treasure.
“Venerable sir, save me! I’m being hunted!” Immediately, Sakyamuni hid behind Lin Fan.
“How come you’ve fallen so far?” Lin Fan glanced at the figures in the sky. “They’re merely Eternal Beings who haven’t achieved the Eternal Throne, yet they’ve driven you to this point. Truly disgraceful.”
“Amitabha Buddha! Esteemed sir, this person is a criminal of the Buddhist race. Please hand him over to us,” a Buddha figure in the sky, radiating golden light and holding a massive bell, spoke calmly, his hand pressed against his chest.
“Nonsense! I’m no criminal! They’re trying to steal my ‘Great Transcendental Buddha Light’!” Sakyamuni, filled with resentment from being hunted, thought bitterly how these people were no better than beasts, relentlessly pursuing him without giving him a moment’s respite.
“Hmph!”
Beside him, a fat Buddha figure roared furiously, his face filled with wrath, intimidating those beneath him.
Sakyamuni cowered further behind Lin Fan. “Esteemed sir, these guys are especially ruthless. They don’t even act like members of the Buddhist race anymore. They kill anyone on sight. Don’t believe them, or you’ll be killed too. The Buddhist race has changed.”
Lin Fan paid no heed to these figures and had no intention of engaging with them further.
“This bald monk is under my protection. If you know what’s good for you, you’ll leave now. If not, don’t blame me for being merciless,” Lin Fan declared.
“Amitabha Buddha! Esteemed sir, we will not leave without taking this criminal back.”
“Hmph! Sheltering a criminal makes you a criminal too. Seize them and bring them back for punishment!” The angry Buddha beside him shouted.
“You refuse the face we’ve given you. My people are off-limits. Scram!” In an instant, Lin Fan launched a punch.
Suddenly, a terrifying sight unfolded. This punch seemed to shatter the heavens themselves, hurtling toward the Buddhas.
Boom!
“It’s over.”
Bang!
One after another, the Buddha figures wore expressions of shock before their bodies exploded, as if struck by an unstoppable force.
“Ding! Congratulations on defeating a member of the Buddhist race.”
“Ding! The Multiversal War has begun. The Favor System is now activated.”
“Buddhist Race Favor decreased.”
“Buddhist Race: Hatred.”
Lin Fan was momentarily stunned by this unexpected system, but at this point, it hardly mattered.
Since it’s a Multiversal War, I’ll just represent humanity.
Anyone who dares to oppose me will be crushed.
“Wow, venerable sir, you’re just too amazing! It’s only been a few years, yet your power has grown so immensely!” Sakyamuni exclaimed in disbelief.
“What’s wrong with you? How come you’ve become so weak? It’s only been a few years, yet your cultivation level is still at the ninth stage of the Divine Heaven Realm. Did your talent get eaten by a dog?” Lin Fan asked.
“No, venerable sir! I’ve been chased and hunted day and night for years. How could I find time to cultivate?” Sakyamuni couldn’t allow Lin Fan to insult him like that.
After all, he was once a prodigy of the Buddhist race.
But judging from the current situation, he could never return to the Buddhist race—he had already become a criminal.
Damn it, they were just too ruthless. Just because he didn’t hand over the cultivation technique, they pursued him relentlessly. It was like being cursed by fate.
“What about the Guardian Land?” Lin Fan asked.
“Gone.”
“What about our rebel army?” Lin Fan asked again.
At this moment, the Venerable Shakyamuni was already as frightened as a bird startled by the mere twang of a bowstring. The sudden sound startled him even more, and he felt as if something was about to emerge from beneath his feet. Without a second thought, he kicked down hard.
“Ouch, damn it, another kick!” Lin Fan, who was just about to get up, was kicked again by the person standing on him, which made him furious.
“What did I do to deserve this? I was just hiding in a mud pit, and feeling a bit tired, so I took a nap. Is it necessary to suffer like this?”
Without further hesitation, Lin Fan pushed the foot away and stood up abruptly.
By now, the Venerable Shakyamuni was nearly scared out of his wits, especially when he saw the mud-covered figure before him, he couldn’t help but exclaim…
“It’s you…” Just as Lin Fan was about to send the person who had stepped on him flying, he suddenly froze.
“Isn’t this the bald monk?”
But now, it seemed that the bald monk was in some trouble. Could it be that he was being hunted?
Boom!
Boom!
At that moment, a massive Buddha’s palm descended from the sky, ready to suppress the bald monk at any moment.
Lin Fan didn’t say much, shaking his head helplessly. It seemed that the bald monk wasn’t doing too well either.
Standing between heaven and earth, Lin Fan raised his fist towards the sky, his posture domineering, simple yet brutal.
With a single punch, the overwhelming Buddha’s palm, which had seemed to blot out the sky, instantly disintegrated into specks of Buddha light, eventually dissipating into the void.
The Venerable Shakyamuni was dumbfounded by what he saw. How utterly domineering!
The Buddhist pursuers who had been chasing him were incredibly powerful. Throughout the chase, he had no chance to fight back, only to flee.
But now, this mud-covered figure dared to be so bold, which left the Venerable Shakyamuni utterly shocked.
“Brother, I owe you a great debt of gratitude. Please hold them off for me, and I will repay you in the future.” After a brief moment of astonishment, the Venerable Shakyamuni knew that this was not the place to linger and decided to make a quick escape.
Just as the Venerable Shakyamuni was about to flee, Lin Fan spoke up.
“Bald monk, don’t you even recognize me? Do you have a death wish?”
“Benefactor, I am not called bald…”
The Venerable Shakyamuni was quite averse to being called a bald monk, but just as he was about to correct the other party, he suddenly froze.
Because he realized that the voice and the address were all too familiar.
“You… you.” The Venerable Shakyamuni looked at the mud-covered figure before him, momentarily stunned.
Lin Fan smiled faintly, then, seeing his current state, raised his hand and used the primordial water to cleanse himself, washing away all the filth and revealing his true face.
“Benefactor, it’s you! I’ve finally found you!” The Venerable Shakyamuni roared with excitement, as if he had discovered a treasure.
“Benefactor, save me! I’m being hunted!” The Venerable Shakyamuni immediately hid behind Lin Fan.
“How did you end up in such a sorry state?” Lin Fan looked at the figures in the void. “They’re just a few Eternal God-level beings who haven’t attained the Eternal Throne, and they’ve driven you to this point? How shameful.”
“Amitabha, Benefactor, this person is a criminal of the Buddhist clan. Please hand him over to us.” At that moment, a Buddha radiating Buddha light, holding a large bell in his hand, placed one hand on his chest and spoke softly.
“Nonsense! I’m not a criminal! You bastards are just after my ‘Great Salvation Buddha Light’!” The Venerable Shakyamuni, who had been hunted relentlessly, was filled with resentment. These people were like beasts, chasing him without giving him a moment’s rest.
“Hmph!”
A fat Buddha beside him bellowed angrily, his face filled with rage, intimidating the lesser beings.
The Venerable Shakyamuni hid further behind Lin Fan. “Benefactor, these guys are ruthless. They don’t seem like Buddhists at all. They kill anyone they see, even those who don’t believe in them. The Buddhist clan has changed.”
Lin Fan didn’t pay much attention to these people, nor did he want to have much to do with them.
“This bald monk is under my protection. If you know what’s good for you, leave now. Otherwise, don’t blame me for being merciless,” Lin Fan said.
“Amitabha! Benefactor, we will not leave without taking this criminal back.”
“Hmph, harboring a criminal makes you a criminal as well. Seize him and take him back for judgment.”
The angry Buddha beside him shouted.
“You’re pushing your luck. How dare you touch my people? Get lost!” In an instant, Lin Fan threw a punch.
Suddenly, a terrifying scene unfolded. The punch seemed to shatter the heavens as it struck towards the Buddhas.
Boom!
“It’s over.”
Bang!
One by one, the Buddhas showed expressions of shock before their bodies exploded violently, as if struck by an unstoppable force.
“Ding, congratulations on killing a member of the Buddhist clan.”
“Ding, the Great War of the Myriad Realms has begun. The Favorability System is now active.”
“Buddhist clan favorability decreased.”
“Buddhist clan: Hostile.”
Lin Fan was momentarily stunned, not expecting such a function, but it didn’t matter anymore.
Since it’s the Great War of the Myriad Realms, I’ll represent the human race.
Anyone who dares to oppose me will be crushed.
“Damn, Benefactor, you’ve become so powerful! It’s only been a few years, and you’re already this strong!” The Venerable Shakyamuni exclaimed, seemingly in disbelief.
“What happened to you? How did you end up so miserable? In these few years, your cultivation has only reached the ninth level of the Divine Heaven Realm. Did your talent get eaten by a dog?” Lin Fan said.
“No, Benefactor, I’ve been hunted day and night, running for years. When did I have the chance to cultivate?” The Venerable Shakyamuni couldn’t let Lin Fan insult him like that.
After all, he was once a prodigy of the Buddhist clan.
But now, it seemed he couldn’t return to the Buddhist clan. He had become a criminal.
Damn it, they’re so ruthless. Just because I didn’t hand over the technique, they’ve been chasing me relentlessly. It’s like I’ve been screwed over.
“What about the Sanctuary?” Lin Fan asked.
“Gone.”
“And our rebel army?” Lin Fan asked again.
“Benefactor, the rebel army has disbanded. Those members were so spineless. As soon as they heard that their own races had supreme protectors, they all ran back to join those so-called strongmen from who knows where.”
Speaking of this, the Venerable Shakyamuni felt a pang of pain in his heart.
That day, the weather was beautiful, but the members who had escaped with him came to him one by one.
“Deputy Commander, I’m sorry. My race has a supreme protector now. I must return.”
At least they had some conscience. The ones without conscience just flew away.
“Why should I stay in the rebel army? My race has a supreme protector now. I need to go back and cling to the strong.”
…
In the end, all the members left, and the Venerable Shakyamuni, now a commander without an army, returned to the Buddhist clan. Little did he know that upon returning, he would encounter such troubles.
Bitter! So bitter!
At this, Sakyamuni felt a pang in his heart.
On that bright and sunny day, those who had escaped with him came before him one by one.
“Deputy Captain, I’m sorry, but my race now has a Supreme Being. I must return.”
That was the more considerate ones. The inconsiderate ones simply flew away without a word.
“What’s the point of me staying in the rebel army? My race now has a Supreme Being. I must return and seek protection.”
…
Eventually, all the members fled, leaving Sakyamuni as a leader with no subordinates. With no choice, he returned to the Buddhist race, only to be met with this disaster.
Misery! Deep misery!
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