The Land of the Buddha.
The Land of the Buddha Clan.
The Buddha’s face was grim, his heart ablaze with fury. In this battle, he had suffered a great loss, being forced to retreat by a mere human at the Supreme Realm.
This was an unprecedented humiliation, one that could not be washed away even with the blood of his adversary.
“Welcome back, Buddha.”
The seated Buddhas and World Buddhas prostrated themselves, welcoming the return of the Buddha’s sacred presence. To these powerful beings, the Buddha was the supreme existence, the very essence of their faith.
However, the former kings of the Buddha Clan could sense the burning rage within the Buddha’s heart.
It seemed he had failed.
But how could that boy Shakyamuni escape from the Buddha’s grasp? There must be a significant reason behind it.
“Buddha, surely the sinner of the Buddha Clan has been subdued during this journey,” one of the king Buddhas spoke with apparent reverence, though inwardly he was gloating.
At that moment, the king Buddha’s expression changed drastically. As the Buddha on the lotus throne closed his fingers, the king Buddha’s internal energy suddenly went berserk.
Boom!
Without any warning, the king Buddha exploded into dust.
The other king Buddhas witnessed this scene with immense grief and indignation, yet they were powerless to act.
“The Holy King Buddha’s heart has been invaded by evil spirits. Only by sending him to liberation can he be reborn and regain his Buddha status,” the Buddha spoke as if it were a mundane matter.
“Compassionate Buddha.”
The Buddhas chanted in gratitude.
At this moment, the Buddha’s heart burned with rage. He understood the underlying meaning of the king Buddha’s words and could not tolerate such insolence.
With that, the Buddha departed, appearing in an endless void.
Today’s events must be resolved. That human who dared to act so brazenly must face death.
The Buddha raised his hand, and a beam of Buddha light penetrated the void, traversing the endless river of time.
“Ancestor of the Star Clan, Ancestor of the Night Demon, I request an audience,” the Buddha murmured, his voice transforming into sacred script that drifted into the void.
Suddenly, a sea of stars appeared in the endless void, vast and magnificent, with countless stars shining brightly. On a crimson ancient star within this sea stood a figure.
“Buddha, what is your request?”
“Ancestor of the Star Clan, wait for the Ancestor of the Night Demon to arrive, and we shall discuss,” the Buddha replied.
As soon as the Buddha finished speaking, a dark rainbow swept across the sky from afar. This dark rainbow was the blackest existence in the world, darker than anything else.
Within the dark rainbow, a pair of domineering eyes gleamed. As it descended, the rainbow receded, revealing a figure.
“Buddha, what is it?” The Ancestor of the Night Demon’s voice was icy, his eyes pitch black. Anyone who met his gaze would be lost in endless darkness.
“Two Great Emperors, I seek your assistance in capturing a human,” the Buddha said.
To the Buddha, this human seemed peculiar, but dealing with him did not require the intervention of the two Great Emperors. There were other important matters to discuss.
“Heh!” The Ancestor of the Star Clan laughed. “Buddha, you called us here for more than just this, didn’t you? A mere human requires the three of us to act? Could he be an invincible powerhouse?”
“Of course, the human is insignificant. I have heard that the Great Sage of the Monkey Clan and the Empress Nuwa of the Snake Clan, among other Great Emperors, have met privately and formed an alliance. With the destruction of this era imminent, the chance for true eternal existence is slim. If we do not unite, there is no hope,” the Buddha explained.
“Is that so?” The Ancestor of the Night Demon and the Ancestor of the Star Clan exchanged glances. Though they spoke thus, they already understood in their hearts.
“Indeed, would I, the Buddha, speak falsely?” the Buddha replied.
The three thousand ancient demon gods watched with covetous eyes, but their hearts were not united. The Great Emperors of the myriad races were the same, each with their own agendas.
The path to true eternity was not so easily attained.
In the previous era, all had fallen, all had slumbered. Now, awakened once more, they were destined to fight for supremacy once again.
…
The Buddha spoke at length with the two Great Emperors, but for the Buddha Clan, the primary goal was to enlist their help in suppressing that detestable human.
For the Buddha, the events of this day were unbearable.
The Ancestor of the Star Clan, who ruled over countless stars, could easily locate a human within this vast world.
…
“Where have we arrived?” Shakyamuni followed Lin Fan out of the void, looking around in confusion, unsure of their location.
“How should I know?” Lin Fan shook his head. The world had changed so much. Along the way, he had sensed several auras.
These auras belonged to various races, all moving in groups. The once-dominant ancient clans were also encountered, though their former glory had diminished.
Just on their journey, Lin Fan had witnessed several groups of ancient clans being slaughtered by the myriad races.
What shocked Lin Fan even more was the rapid advancement of the myriad races’ strength, something almost unbelievable.
Seventh-level cultivators were as common as dogs, eighth-level ones were everywhere, ninth-level ones could be grabbed by the handful, and tenth-level ones were not rare.
The changes were so vast that Lin Fan began to feel that this world was different from the one he had experienced before.
Indeed, as Lin Fan thought, the changes were immense. Compared to the past, the gap was like heaven and earth, incomparable.
The fusion of myriad realms and the elevation of heavenly laws had reached a higher level.
Once, reaching the tenth level of the Divine Heaven Realm was extremely difficult, but now, with the right opportunity, it was no longer a problem.
“The world has changed greatly. In the years I’ve been on the run, I’ve passed through many places. Sects have sprung up everywhere. Once, the myriad races could mix together within a single sect, but now they are clearly divided, with each race having its own sect, accepting only their own kind.”
“The changes are indeed immense.”
Shakyamuni sighed as he recounted his experiences over this period.
Now, the ancient clans were no longer a problem for the myriad races. The prodigies among them naturally had room to grow, their cultivation soaring uncontrollably.
Lin Fan said nothing more. This situation was already within expectations.
At that moment, something stirred ahead.
When Lin Fan brought Shakyamuni to the scene, they were somewhat puzzled.
A group of myriad races had gathered, facing an unremarkable mountain. Yet, within it, a powerful force was brewing.
“The Seat of Eternity lies hidden within. This time, we must obtain it.”
…
Lin Fan was surprised. The Seat of Eternity was now hidden in forbidden lands? How strange…
This was an outrageous humiliation, one that could not even be washed away by the enemy’s blood.
“Humbly welcoming the Buddha’s return.”
The Buddhas and Worldly Buddhas who sat in meditation all knelt to the ground, respectfully welcoming the Buddha’s return. To these powerful beings, the Buddha was the supreme existence, the very foundation of their faith.
However, to those Kings of the Buddha race, they could sense a raging fury burning within the Buddha.
It seemed he had failed.
But considering Xiao Zhi’s strength, how could he possibly escape from the Buddha’s grasp? There must be a significant reason behind it.
“Buddha, on this journey, the criminal of the Buddha race must have been subdued,” said one of the King Buddhas, feigning reverence while secretly relishing the misfortune.
But just then, his expression changed drastically. The Buddha, seated on the lotus platform, slightly clenched his fingers, causing the King Buddha’s inner power to suddenly go wild.
Bang!
Without any warning, the King Buddha exploded instantly into dust.
Seeing this scene unfold, the other King Buddhas felt deep sorrow and anger, but were utterly powerless to intervene.
“The Holy King Buddha, his Buddha heart has been invaded by evil forces. We can only free him from suffering and send him into rebirth, so he may ascend to Buddhahood once again,” the Buddha said calmly, as if speaking of an everyday occurrence.
“May the Buddha be merciful.”
The Buddhas murmured gratefully.
At this moment, the Buddha’s heart burned with anger. He clearly understood the hidden implications behind the King Buddha’s words—how could he tolerate such audacity?
In that moment, the Buddha left this place and appeared within an endless void.
This matter must be resolved today. That human dared to act so brazenly—his only fate was death.
At that moment, the Buddha raised his hand, sending a beam of golden light into the void, piercing through the endless river of time.
“Ancestor of the Star Race, Ancestor of the Night Demon Race, please grant this Buddha an audience,” the Buddha intoned softly. His voice transformed into sacred sutras, drifting into the void.
Suddenly, a vast Milky Way appeared in the endless void. This celestial sea was boundless, filled with countless glittering stars. Upon one ancient, crimson-colored star stood a lone figure.
“Buddha, what is it you require?”
“Ancestor of the Star Race, let us wait for the Night Demon Ancestor before we discuss further,” the Buddha replied.
No sooner had the Buddha spoken than a pitch-black rainbow surged across the horizon, darker than the darkest abyss.
The Land of the Buddha Clan.
The Buddha’s face was dark, his heart burning with raging flames. In this battle, he had suffered a great loss—a mere human at the Supreme Realm had forced him to retreat. This was a humiliation that defied the heavens, one that even the blood of his adversary could not wash away.
“Welcome back, Buddha.”
The seated Bodhisattvas and World Buddhas prostrated themselves, welcoming the return of the Buddha’s sacred presence. To these powerful beings, the Buddha was the supreme existence, the very essence of their faith. However, the former kings of the Buddha Clan could sense the burning fury within the Buddha’s heart.
It seemed he had failed.
But how could that boy Shakyamuni escape from the Buddha’s grasp? There must be a deeper reason.
“Buddha, surely the sinner of the Buddha Clan has been subdued on this journey,” one of the king Buddhas spoke with apparent reverence, though inwardly he was gloating.
At that moment, the king Buddha’s expression changed drastically. The Buddha, seated on his lotus throne, clasped his fingers together, and the king Buddha’s internal energy suddenly erupted violently.
Boom!
Without any warning, the king Buddha exploded into dust.
The other king Buddhas, witnessing this scene, were filled with grief and indignation, yet they could do nothing.
“King Buddha of the Swastika, his Buddha heart has been invaded by evil. We must release him from suffering, allowing him to reincarnate and return to his Buddha status,” the Buddha spoke as if discussing a mundane matter.
“Compassionate Buddha.”
The Bodhisattvas chanted in gratitude.
At this moment, the Buddha’s heart burned with rage. He understood the king Buddha’s insinuation all too well and would not tolerate such insolence.
With that, the Buddha vanished, reappearing in an endless void.
Today’s matter had to be resolved. That human who dared to act so brazenly had only one fate—death.
The Buddha raised a finger, and a beam of Buddha light penetrated the void, traversing the endless river of time.
“Ancestor of the Star Clan, Ancestor of the Night Demons, I request an audience,” the Buddha intoned, his voice transforming into sacred script that drifted into the void.
Suddenly, a sea of stars appeared in the endless void, vast and magnificent, with countless stars shining brightly. On a crimson ancient star within this sea stood a figure.
“Buddha, what brings you here?”
“Ancestor of the Star Clan, wait for the Ancestor of the Night Demons to arrive, and we shall discuss,” the Buddha replied.
As soon as the Buddha finished speaking, a dark rainbow surged from the distance, the darkest existence in the world, unmatched in its blackness.
Within the dark rainbow, a pair of domineering eyes gleamed. As it descended, the rainbow receded, revealing a figure.
“Buddha, what is it?” The Ancestor of the Night Demons’ voice was icy, his eyes pitch black. A single glance could plunge one into endless darkness.
“Two great emperors, I seek your assistance in capturing a human,” the Buddha said.
To the Buddha, this human seemed peculiar, but dealing with him didn’t require the help of two great emperors. There were other important matters to discuss.
“Hah!” The Ancestor of the Star Clan laughed. “Buddha, you didn’t summon us just for this, did you? A mere human requires the three of us to act? Could he be a heaven-defying powerhouse?”
“Of course, the human is insignificant. I’ve heard that the Great Sage of the Monkey Clan, the Empress Nuwa of the Snake Clan, and several other great emperors have met in secret, forming an alliance. With the end of this era approaching, the chance for true eternal existence is slim. If we do not unite, there is no hope,” the Buddha explained.
“Is that so?” The Ancestor of the Night Demons and the Ancestor of the Star Clan exchanged glances. Though they spoke casually, they already understood the gravity of the situation.
“Naturally, would I, the Buddha, speak falsely?” the Buddha replied.
The three thousand ancient demons watched with covetous eyes, but their hearts were not united. The great emperors of the myriad races were the same, each with their own agendas.
The path to true eternity was not so easily attained.
In the previous era, all had fallen, all had slumbered. Now, awakened once more, they must strive for the pinnacle again.
…
The Buddha spoke at length with the two great emperors, but for the Buddha Clan, the primary goal was to enlist their help in suppressing that detestable human.
For the Buddha, what had transpired today was unbearable.
The Ancestor of the Star Clan, who governed the endless stars, could easily locate a human within this vast world.
…
“Where have we arrived?” Shakyamuni followed Lin Fan out of the void, looking around in confusion, unsure of their location.
“How should I know?” Lin Fan shook his head. The world had changed so drastically. Along the way, he had sensed several auras.
These auras belonged to various races, all moving in groups. The once-dominant ancient clans were also encountered, though their former glory had faded.
On the journey, Lin Fan had witnessed several groups of ancient clans being slaughtered by the myriad races.
What shocked Lin Fan even more was the sudden leap in the strength of the myriad races—it was almost unbelievable.
Seventh-level cultivators were as common as dogs, eighth-level ones roamed everywhere, ninth-level ones could be grabbed by the handful, and tenth-level ones were not rare.
The changes were too vast, so vast that Lin Fan began to feel that this world was different from the one he had experienced before.
Indeed, as Lin Fan thought, the changes were immense. Compared to the past, the gap was like heaven and earth, incomparable.
The fusion of myriad realms and the elevation of the laws of heaven and earth had reached a higher level.
Once, reaching the tenth level of the Divine Heaven Realm was extremely difficult, but now, with the right opportunity, it was no longer a problem.
“The world has changed greatly. In the years I’ve been fleeing, I’ve passed through many places. Sects are everywhere. Once, the myriad races could mix together, merging into a single sect. But now, they are clearly divided—each race has its own sect, and they do not accept outsiders.”
“The changes are indeed too vast.”
Shakyamuni sighed, reflecting on all he had experienced during this time.
Now, the ancient clans were no longer a problem for the myriad races. The prodigies among them naturally had room to grow, their cultivation soaring uncontrollably.
Lin Fan said nothing more. This situation was already within expectations.
At that moment, movement was detected ahead.
When Lin Fan and Shakyamuni arrived, they were somewhat puzzled.
A group of the myriad races was gathered around an unremarkable mountain, yet within it, a powerful force was brewing.
“The Seat of Eternity is hidden within. This time, we must obtain it.”
…
Lin Fan was surprised. The Seat of Eternity was now hidden in forbidden lands? This was too strange…
“Buddha, what is this about?” the Night Demon Ancestor asked coldly, his gaze pitch-black. Anyone who met his eyes would be swallowed by endless darkness.
“Great Emperors, this Buddha humbly requests your assistance in capturing a human,” the Buddha said.
To the Buddha, that human was indeed strange, but he could handle such a foe easily. He had other, more pressing matters to discuss.
“Hmph!” the Star Race Ancestor chuckled. “Buddha, you’ve summoned us here—surely it’s not just about this? If it’s only a human, must all three of us act? Could he possibly be a transcendent being?”
“Of course not. That human is of little consequence. I have heard that the Great Sage of the Monkey Race and the Snake Race’s Goddess Nuwa, among others, have secretly met and formed an alliance. As this era approaches its end, the chance for true eternity is slim. Without unity, it is nearly impossible to achieve.”
“Is that so?” The Night Demon Ancestor and the Star Race Ancestor exchanged glances. Though their words feigned surprise, they already understood each other’s thoughts.
“Indeed. Would this Buddha lie to you?” the Buddha replied.
The Land of the Buddha Clan.
The Buddha’s face was dark, his heart ablaze with fury. In this battle, he had suffered a great loss. A mere human at the Supreme Realm had forced him to retreat. This was an unprecedented humiliation, one that could not be washed away even with the blood of his adversary.
“Welcome back, Buddha.”
The seated Buddhas and World Buddhas prostrated themselves, welcoming the return of the Buddha’s sacred presence. To these powerful Buddhas, the Buddha was the supreme being, the very essence of their faith. However, the former kings of the Buddha Clan could sense the burning rage within the Buddha’s heart.
It seemed he had failed.
But how could that boy Shakyamuni escape from the Buddha’s grasp? There must be a deeper reason.
“Buddha, surely the sinner of the Buddha Clan has been subdued,” one of the king Buddhas spoke with apparent reverence, though inwardly he was gloating.
At that moment, the king Buddha’s expression changed drastically. The Buddha, seated on his lotus throne, closed his fingers, and the king Buddha’s internal energy suddenly surged violently.
Boom!
Without any warning, the king Buddha exploded into dust.
The other king Buddhas watched in silent grief and helplessness.
“The Holy King Buddha’s heart has been corrupted by evil. We must release him from suffering, allowing him to reincarnate and return to his rightful place,” the Buddha spoke as if discussing a mundane matter.
“Compassionate Buddha.”
The Buddhas murmured in gratitude.
The Buddha’s heart burned with rage. He understood the implications of the king Buddha’s words and could not tolerate such insolence.
At that moment, the Buddha left this place and appeared in an endless void.
Today’s events must be resolved. That human who dared to act so brazenly must die.
The Buddha raised his hand, and a beam of Buddha light penetrated the void, traversing the endless river of time.
“Ancestor of the Star Clan, Ancestor of the Night Demons, I request an audience,” the Buddha intoned, his voice transforming into sacred script that drifted into the void.
Suddenly, a sea of stars appeared in the endless void, vast and magnificent, with countless stars shining brightly. On a crimson ancient star within this sea stood a figure.
“Buddha, what is it you seek?”
“Ancestor of the Star Clan, wait for the Ancestor of the Night Demons to arrive, and we shall discuss,” the Buddha replied.
As soon as the Buddha finished speaking, a dark rainbow surged from the distance, the darkest existence in the world, darker than anything else.
Within the dark rainbow, a pair of domineering eyes gleamed. As it descended, the rainbow condensed, and a figure emerged.
“Buddha, what is it?” The Ancestor of the Night Demons’ voice was icy, his eyes pitch black. A single glance could plunge one into endless darkness.
“Two great emperors, I seek your assistance in capturing a human,” the Buddha said.
To the Buddha, this human seemed peculiar, but dealing with him did not require the intervention of the two great emperors. There were other important matters to discuss.
“Hah!” The Ancestor of the Star Clan laughed. “Buddha, you summoned us for more than just this, didn’t you? A mere human requires the three of us to act? Could he be an invincible powerhouse?”
“Of course, the human is insignificant. I have heard that the Great Sage of the Monkey Clan and the Empress Nuwa of the Snake Clan, among other great emperors, have met privately and formed an alliance. With the end of this era approaching, the chance for true eternal existence is slim. Without unity, there is no hope,” the Buddha explained.
“Is that so?” The Ancestor of the Night Demons and the Ancestor of the Star Clan exchanged glances. Though they spoke thus, they already understood.
“Indeed, would I, the Buddha, speak falsely?” the Buddha replied.
The three thousand ancient demons watched with covetous eyes, but their hearts were not united. The great emperors of the myriad races were the same, each with their own agendas.
The path to true eternity is not easily attained.
In the previous era, all had fallen, all had slumbered. Now, awakened once more, they must strive for the pinnacle again.
…
The Buddha spoke at length with the two great emperors, but for the Buddha Clan, the primary goal was to enlist their help in suppressing that detestable human.
For the Buddha, today’s events were unbearable.
The Ancestor of the Star Clan, who ruled over the endless stars, could easily locate a human within this vast world.
…
“Where have we arrived?” Shakyamuni followed Lin Fan out of the void, looking around in confusion, unsure of their location.
“How should I know?” Lin Fan shook his head. The world had changed so much. Along the way, he had sensed several auras.
These auras belonged to various races, all moving in groups. The once-dominant ancient clans were also encountered, but their former glory had diminished.
On the journey, Lin Fan had witnessed several groups of ancient clans being slaughtered by the myriad races.
What shocked Lin Fan even more was the rapid advancement of the myriad races’ strength, something almost unbelievable.
Seventh-level cultivators were as common as dogs, eighth-level ones were everywhere, ninth-level ones could be grabbed by the handful, and tenth-level ones were not rare.
The changes were too vast, so much so that Lin Fan began to feel that this world was different from the one he had experienced.
Indeed, as Lin Fan thought, the changes were immense. The gap between the past and the present was like heaven and earth, incomparable.
The fusion of myriad realms and the elevation of the laws of heaven and earth had reached a higher level.
Once, reaching the tenth level of the Divine Heaven Realm was extremely difficult, but now, with the right opportunity, it was no longer a problem.
“The world has changed greatly. In the years I’ve been fleeing, I’ve passed through many places. Sects have sprung up everywhere. Once, the myriad races could mingle together, merging into a single sect. But now, they are clearly divided, with each race having its own sect, refusing to accept those of other races.”
“The changes are indeed immense.”
Shakyamuni sighed, reflecting on all he had experienced during this time.
Now, the ancient clans were no longer a threat to the myriad races. The young prodigies naturally had room to grow, their cultivation soaring unstoppably.
Lin Fan said nothing more. This situation was already within expectations.
At that moment, there was a commotion ahead.
When Lin Fan and Shakyamuni arrived, they were somewhat puzzled.
A group of myriad races was gathered around a seemingly ordinary mountain, yet a powerful force was brewing within it.
“The seat of eternity is hidden within. This time, we must succeed.”
…
Lin Fan was surprised. The seat of eternity was now hidden in forbidden lands? How strange…
The path to true eternity was never easy.
The previous era ended in total destruction, with all falling into slumber. Now that they had awakened once more, it was time to fight for supremacy once again.
…
The Buddha spoke at length with the two Emperors, but for the Buddha Race, the underlying premise was to seek their aid in suppressing that detestable human.
To the Buddha, the events of today were unbearable.
The Star Race Ancestor, who ruled over countless stars, could easily locate a single human in this vast world.
…
“Where exactly are we now?” Sakya, following Lin Fan out of the void, looked around in confusion at the unfamiliar surroundings.
“How would I know?” Lin Fan shook his head. The world had changed too drastically. Along the way, he had already sensed several different auras.
These auras belonged to various races, all gathered in groups. He had encountered many once-dominant Ancient Races, though now they lacked the former majesty they once held.
Just moments ago, Lin Fan had witnessed several Ancient Races being slaughtered by the Great Races.
Even more shocking was the sudden, incredible surge in the Great Races’ power—it was almost unbelievable.
Seventh-stage experts were as common as dogs, eighth-stage ones roamed the streets, ninth-stage cultivators were seen in clusters, and tenth-stage warriors were not rare at all.
Such changes were simply too great. Lin Fan began to feel as though this world no longer resembled the one he had once known.
Indeed, as Lin Fan suspected, the changes were immense. Compared to the past, the differences were now like heaven and earth—completely incomparable.
The Ten Thousand Worlds had merged, and the laws of heaven had ascended to a higher level.
In the past, reaching the Tenth Heaven of the Divine Realm had been nearly impossible, but now, with the right opportunities, everything was within reach.
“The world has changed greatly these days. During the years I was fleeing, I passed through many places. Back then, sects were everywhere, and the Great Races mingled together within the same sects. But now, everything is clearly divided—one race, one sect. Outsiders are not accepted.”
“This change is indeed too great,” Sakya murmured, recalling all he had experienced recently.
Now, the Ancient Races were no longer a threat to the Great Races. The young geniuses had ample room to grow, and their cultivation powers soared beyond control.
Lin Fan said nothing. He had already expected such a situation.
Just then, a commotion arose ahead.
When Lin Fan and Sakya arrived at the scene, they felt puzzled.
A group of Great Race warriors surrounded an ordinary-looking mountain. Yet within that unremarkable peak, a powerful force was brewing.
“The Seat of Eternity lies hidden within. This time, we must obtain it at all costs.”
…
Upon hearing these words, Lin Fan was slightly taken aback. It was strange indeed that the Seat of Eternity was now hidden deep within forbidden zones…
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