Chapter 715: Chapter 715

Great Leiyin Temple’s seated Vilu Buddha cautiously inquired, "The Buddha, might there be deceit involved? Bai Jin does not appear to be a spirit of tranquility."

By his side, Guanyin Bodhisattva said, "Emperor Ziwei has sent a message, within the Heavenly Court and among the Circulation of Divine, the Heavenly Soldiers and Generals show no anomalies."

"To discern all dharma images wisely, unmoved by primal truths! Excessive rumination and pondering cultivate obstacles. Bai Jin does not act, for he is unable to."

The Buddha’s solemn voice echoed throughout the grand hall.

All Buddha Bodhisattvas pressed their palms together in reverence, bowing in unison and respectfully saying, "Many thanks to The Buddha for the guidance."

In the Primordial World, time flew like a shuttle; above Jilei Mountain in the Western Continent, dark clouds capped the summit, and surging Demon Qi arose as ghostly wails and wolf howls persisted day and night.

A beam of Jing Guang suddenly pierced through the Demon Qi shrouding the sky, the golden cloud tore through the fog of evil, and upon the golden cloud stood many Buddha Bodhisattvas, with Arhat Vajras arrayed behind them like clouds, a sweeping force spread over Jilei Mountain’s sky. Such might was sufficient to utterly suppress the former demon-riddled Jilei Mountain, to the extent that even the Bull Demon King could not escape.

A magnificent voice rose, "Bull Demon King, come forth and respond!" The sound was vast and billowing, echoing between Heaven and Earth.

The Bull Demon King, leading many Demon Kings, walked out of the Sky Scraping Cave; within the mountain ranges, countless Demon Soldiers and Generals leaped into the forests, raising their flags with a rustling noise.

The Bull Demon King stood before the Sky Scraping Cave, bellowing loudly, "Who approaches?"

A Buddha stepped forward, his upper body bare, upon his muscular torso a fiery red Divine Dragon tattoo snarled and thrashed; with palms pressed together, he shouted, "I am Namo Dragon Venerate King Buddha!"

The Bull Demon King sneered and said, "It’s you again, the one who fled in defeat last time. You dare show yourself before me now?"

Unyielding, Dragon Venerate King Buddha with a majestic presence replied, "Bull Demon King, before, it was due to our Buddhism’s compassion, unwilling to create more slaughter, that we withdrew. Do not mistake our forbearance for your spoiled talents."

Another Buddha emerged, loudly declaring, "All Demon Kings below, listen! If you surrender now and turn towards the light, we may forgive your transgressions."

The Bull Demon King burst into a grand laughter, saying, "If you have the ability, come and fight; if not, roll back to Buddhism. Preaching about compassion is just a joke."

"Ha ha~" All the Demon Kings below broke into laughter.

Countless Demon Soldiers and Generals across the hills also howled incessantly, their voices shaking Heaven and Earth.

The Buddha’s face darkened as he shouted, "Since you do not know what’s good for you, today the Buddha Sect shall rid the Three Realms of you scourges, to clarify the cosmos and bless all beings. Arhat Vajras, follow me to subdue the demons."

The golden cloud plummeted toward the ground, atop which innumerable Arhat Vajras stood, their qi connected, glaring fiercely at the fiends below.

Numerous Daluo Buddha Bodhisattvas stood proudly at the head of the clouds, the power of Daluo coalescing space and time, sealing the surrounding Heaven and Earth, leaving no escape.

Dragon Venerate King Buddha shouted, "Bull Demon King, come and battle in the high sky!"

The Bull Demon King grinned, with the Demon Kings behind him flashing malicious smiles.

Raising his hand, the Bull Demon King cried aloud, "We yearn for peace!"

The many Demon Kings behind him all burst into weird laughter, exclaiming, "We yearn for peace."

A gigantic mushroom appeared on the shoulder of each Demon King, and the one on the Bull Demon King’s shoulder was the largest.

All Demon Kings chanted in unison, "Peace!"

All the mushrooms flew toward the Buddhist golden cloud together, like meteors streaking across the sky, targeting particularly those Daluo Golden Immortals of Buddhism.

Many Buddhist Disciples who were once Jie Sect Disciples changed their expressions at the sight of that huge incoming mushroom cloud. This... this is the Peace Mushroom of Gu Liang, their eyes filled with extreme terror and fear.

Mushroom clouds rose one after another, filling the space between Heaven and Earth. Their light and brilliance outshone that of the Sun, and as the world fell silent, the golden clouds tore apart amidst the explosions, and countless Arhat Bodhisattvas fell silently from the cloud head, the fragrance of the exploding mushrooms ascending straight to the Nine Heavens.

Standing in front of the Sky Scraping Cave, the Bull Demon King felt the earth shake and the hot air rolling in waves towards him. Wielding the Immortal Sword in his hand, he shouted, "Boys, follow me to the battle!"

"Kill the bald donkeys and win Tang Seng’s meat."

In the midst of roaring battle cries, demon soldiers and generals surged up into the sky.

Numerous Demon Kings were also excited and surged forth, each holding a Magic Treasure in their hands: the Two Dragon Sword, Phoenix-Flying Sword, Yaochi White Light Sword, Ten Thousand Ghosts Banner, Desolate Banner, and the Nine Heavens Thunder Banner. Universe Bow, Heaven-Shattering Arrow, Six-pointed Plum Blossom Dart.

Magic treasures shone with crisscrossing and relentless lights, mercilessly slaying the surviving Buddhist experts.

The surviving Buddhist Disciples hadn’t even recovered before they were caught off guard by various Magic Treasures and fled in panic with cries of alarm.

A green bamboo appeared, standing tall between Heaven and Earth. The profound truth of the lush green bamboo was none other than Bodhisattva, and all the gloomy flowers were profound truths.

The swaying of the green bamboo invoked Zen tunes and Buddhist intent, and all the Daluo from the Buddha Sect who had not yet eliminated their emotions and purified their Six Roots, spurted out a mouthful of fresh blood. The Buddhist Law within them nearly solidified as they stared in horror at the towering green bamboo and hastily retreated in escape.

Dragon Venerate King Buddha cried out in terror, "Retreat! Retreat! Everyone flee quickly!"

All the Buddha Bodhisattvas panicked and fled towards the Western direction.

The Bull Demon King appeared before the Six Roots Clean Bamboo, laughing heartily, and said, "Thinking of retreating? Too late!" For more chapters visıt novel~fire~net

He reached out to grab the Six Roots Clean Bamboo, exerting force with both hands and shouted, "Lift!"

The Six Roots Clean Bamboo rustled as it slowly rose, causing ripples to spread across the surrounding Heaven and Earth, as if the world itself was shaking.

The Bull Demon King, carrying the Six Roots Clean Bamboo, swept it towards the Western direction, and a verdant Divine Light swept across everything, everywhere it passed laws became chaotic, and space itself shattered.

Dragon Venerate King Buddha called out in terror, "Summon the Buddha Treasure!" With a wave of his hand, a streak of light shot out, transforming into a Pagoda, thumping down between Heaven and Earth, thirty-three stories high, reaching the sky.

Boom~ The Six Roots Clean Bamboo swept over the Pagoda, emitting a thundrous sound that shook the earth. A wave of Green Light swept through the surroundings, and every demon and Buddhist Arhat screamed in agony as they were blown away, leaving the area desolate.

The Bull Demon King lifted the Six Roots Clean Bamboo, warily watching the Pagoda that stood tall in the Western direction, which had actually blocked it.

A Demon King flew beside the Bull Demon King and asked anxiously, "Great King, what should we do now?"

The Bull Demon King said solemnly, "Clear the battlefield!"

The Demon King respectfully responded, "Yes!" and turned to fly down below.

In a distant place, Yu Luocha stood on a mountain peak that was not affected, silently watching the scene, with a hint of hesitation in her eyes. How had this Old Niu gotten himself involved with the Buddhists? Can he hold on?

Elsewhere, within the shadows of Cuiyun Mountain Bajiao Cave, an extremely inconspicuous black spot swiftly surged inside, passing through the shadows of the main hall and the garden trees.

Stopping in front of a fake mountain at the end, shadows roiled in the darkness below. The shadows on the ground rose like a pool of ink, revealing more than twenty ink-like figures with flowing black light.

The more than twenty figures solidified, regaining color, as if stepping from a painting into reality, led by a pitch-black magic leopard.