“Didn’t expect the Red Moon Blood Demon Sect to have sent people here too. What exactly exists within this hidden realm that it could attract so many powerful factions?” Venerable Sakyamuni was slightly puzzled. Could it be that some extraordinary treasure had appeared in this seemingly ordinary place?
“What is the Red Moon Blood Demon Sect?” Lin Fan asked.
There were too many factions within the Ancient Holy Realm; aside from a few notable ones, he wasn’t familiar with the rest.
“This Red Moon Blood Demon Sect is very powerful. Rumor has it that their leader isn’t even a being of the Great Thousand Races, but rather a demon from the Crimson Moon Abyss. He’s incredibly strong, ruthless, and whenever he appears, bloodshed and chaos follow. No one can rival him,” Venerable Sakyamuni sighed.
“Have you seen him yourself?” Lin Fan, observing the solemn expression on the monk’s face, asked skeptically.
“No, I heard it from others,” Sakyamuni replied.
“You believe everything you hear without seeing it with your own eyes? Can’t you think for yourself a little?” Lin Fan was already exasperated with this bald monk.
“Virtuous one, have you heard a saying?” Sakyamuni took a deep breath. He had to endure this now since he needed Lin Fan’s help.
“What saying?”
“You won’t listen to an old man’s advice, and you’ll end up suffering the consequences,” Sakyamuni said.
“Get lost!” Lin Fan had no more words for the monk and instead looked ahead. The previous tremor had attracted two groups of people. If there were truly any great treasures here, surely more powerful figures would have come. These must just be expendables sent to scout.
“Virtuous one, the Primordial Wood truly lies in that direction. Are you really not going?” Sakyamuni asked.
“No way,” Lin Fan refused to do what the monk wanted. Just earlier, he had been caught off guard when the monk showed off his power, which Lin Fan found unbearable.
Looking at the monk, Lin Fan noticed that instead of being distressed, the monk seemed unusually excited.
“If that’s the case, Virtuous one, let’s keep causing destruction and attract more sinful beings. We can split the rewards fifty-fifty. How about that?” Sakyamuni said excitedly.
The stronger the beings he converted, the more faith power he would gain.
Especially the two ancient race beings he had just converted—they were quite powerful cultivators, even stronger than those within his Pure Land.
After years of effort, Sakyamuni had finally elevated his Pure Land to the level of a “Buddha Land.”
However, to elevate the “Buddha Land” to a “Buddha Realm,” with only the beings currently within, it would be impossible in a lifetime.
“Destroy this place all you want, but after all this destruction, only a few weaklings showed up. Let’s move forward deeper,” Lin Fan said.
“Virtuous one, your words make sense,” Sakyamuni nodded in agreement. If they kept destroying the same area, no one else would come.
Without another word, Lin Fan flew ahead.
“Separation of the Yuan Shen.”
At that moment, Lin Fan silently activated his Yuan Shen’s invisibility state and sent it to the direction of the Primordial Wood.
Although Lin Fan outwardly feigned disbelief, deep down, he actually believed what the monk had said.
Even so, he wouldn’t go personally. Instead, he sent his Yuan Shen to suppress and retrieve the Primordial Wood.
“Virtuous one, I just felt a gust of wind,” Sakyamuni suddenly stopped, his expression strange.
“It’s your imagination,” Lin Fan thought. Could this monk be some kind of radar? Even in invisibility, he could sense something. What rotten luck.
Lin Fan’s heart ached. He had wanted to stir up some commotion to attract powerful bosses and scare the monk away, which would have made things much easier.
Unfortunately, the people who came were all weaklings, easily crushed without the slightest pressure.
The hidden realm.
“It seems a major battle took place here,” Emperor Nangong observed the ruined scene solemnly.
“Most likely those two encountered something after entering and fought. But it’s fine—let them take the risks while we reap the rewards,” Xing Wangu laughed, though his eyes cautiously glanced at Mur Manfeng standing beside Nangong.
Earlier outside, he hadn’t expected Mur Manfeng to be so strong as to crush Yu Liantian so decisively.
This level of strength made them wary. If they found any treasures inside, it would be hard to say whether Mur Manfeng wouldn’t kill them for the spoils.
Originally, the three had planned to team up and kill Mur Manfeng, but judging from the current situation, Nangong had clearly decided to stand with Mur.
If the three attacked, there was no telling whether Nangong would help Mur, which would lead to a dangerous outcome.
Thus, the three exchanged glances, each harboring secret thoughts.
Yu Liantian, in particular, couldn’t accept his humiliating defeat.
At the moment Mur Manfeng had stepped on him, Yu Liantian had sworn to make the man suffer a death with no burial.
“Let’s proceed carefully,” Emperor Nangong said, and the five advanced cautiously.
…
“Virtuous one, look below. Unexpectedly, even the land itself has become sentient beneath this dense Wood Qi,” Venerable Sakyamuni observed as the earth below trembled. Blocks of stone, as large as mountains, assembled into a stone giant.
“With such a strong presence of Primordial Wood here, it’s natural for beings to cultivate and gain power over time,” Lin Fan said, then crushed the stone giant with a single palm strike and absorbed it into his Pure Land.
“Virtuous one, why didn’t you warn me before attacking? I was just about to convert it,” Sakyamuni felt a pang of loss.
“Who told you to be so slow?” Lin Fan chuckled.
“There’s another one ahead! Virtuous one, don’t steal my prey!” Sakyamuni, still pained, suddenly spotted another stone spirit and rushed forward eagerly, quickly unleashing his technique to convert it, as if someone were trying to snatch it from him.
“Damn, not even sparing a being at the early Heaven God stage. Truly, this monk leaves nothing behind,” Lin Fan sighed.
“Buzz!”
At that moment, Lin Fan suddenly sensed a fluctuation of power—an extremely dark and formidable force.
“Virtuous one, look at those five crimson mountains ahead,” Sakyamuni exclaimed in alarm.
“I see them. No need to panic,” Lin Fan replied indifferently. “Those mountains are huge; I’m not blind.”
“This is the same aura I sensed earlier outside—the evil presence,” Sakyamuni’s expression turned serious.
“Virtuous one, perhaps we should avoid going there. The energy feels strange,” Sakyamuni, guided by his innate spiritual intuition cultivated through deep Buddhist practice, sensed danger.
“You don’t have to come. I’ll go and check it out myself,” Lin Fan replied, secretly delighted to see the monk’s concern.
If he could scare the monk away, that would be best.
Even without the monk, Lin Fan would still go. Upon entering the hidden realm and discovering a mysterious place, there was no reason not to investigate.
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