Chapter 828: Chapter 828
The Black Dragon Demon Lord immediately came forward, hurriedly asking, "What did the lord say?"
The Phantom Peach Demon Lord lightly shook the Peach Blossom Fan, smiling, "The lord has accepted you, but is currently in seclusion, too busy to meet you.
In the future, the task of finding the Gou Chen Emperor will be entrusted to the two of us."
The Black Dragon Demon Lord was momentarily stunned, then sighed with relief, laughing loudly, "The lord’s seclusion is of utmost importance, thank you, my brother."
The Phantom Peach Demon Lord nodded with a smile as he shook the Peach Blossom Fan.
Just as this Black Dragon had said before, his strength was superior to his own, and if the Pan Shi Demon Lord relied on the Black Dragon Demon Lord, his own days would be even harder.
Therefore, the Phantom Peach Demon Lord never planned to let the Black Dragon Demon Lord meet the lord. The lord’s top lieutenant could only be himself, and the subjugated underlings would all be in the future.
The Black Dragon Demon Lord asked, "What orders does the lord have?"
"The lord has inquired again about news of the Gou Chen Emperor, instructing me that even if we have to search every inch of the Demon Realm, we absolutely must capture the Gou Chen Emperor."
The Black Dragon Demon Lord said solemnly, "It seems the lord’s time is running short."
The Phantom Peach Demon Lord also nodded, sighing, "Time waits for no demon, alas! Black Dragon, do you have any good ideas for finding the Gou Chen Emperor? The Gou Chen Emperor is truly difficult to find."
The Black Dragon Demon Lord sneered, "The God Emperor of the Three Realms in the Demon Realm is like a dark rat, hiding well.
To survive, and for the lord, we must resort to extraordinary measures."
"We must subjugate other Demon Lords. We need to expand our forces; the more demons that join us, the better our chances of finding the Gou Chen Emperor."
"Clap!" The Phantom Peach Demon Lord struck his palm with the folded fan, laughing heartily, "Exactly, that’s my thought as well."
The two exchanged a glance. Another reason neither demon spoke of was risk sharing. Only with more Demon Lords under the lord could they be safer.
If in the end they still couldn’t find the Gou Chen Emperor, even if the Pan Shi Demon Lord achieved the status of Demon Saint and fell into a half-crazed state, forming an alliance with dozens of Demon Lords might still provide some resistance, so they must subdue other Demon Lords now, as many as possible, preferably bringing all Demon Lords of the Demon Realm under their command.
The Phantom Peach Demon Lord, full of demonic allure, laughed softly, "Black Dragon Demon Lord, who do you think we should target first?"
"The Different Mother Demon Venerable, she’s my close friend, a brother who risked her life with me. I can lure her out.
Moreover, she has countless offspring under her command, and over a hundred Immortal Sky Demons. They should serve the lord."
"Good! Then the Different Mother Demon Venerable it is! Give the order to search for the whereabouts of other Demon Lords."
"Yes!" All the demons shouted in unison, transforming into a plume of black smoke and storming out of the grand hall.
Subsequently, the Phantom Peach Demon Lord and the Black Dragon Demon Lord launched major offensives to suppress the Demon Lords, plunging the Bai Ren Mountain Range into chaos, with sounds of killing and shouting echoing day and night.
Meanwhile, beneath the surface of the Three Realms, an undercurrent surged, with one great power after another all observing Chang’an City.
In the morning, in Chang’an City’s White Horse Temple, Tang Sanzang and his disciples, dressed in splendid attire, walked out of their rooms, each radiating divine light and appearing dazzling.
Behind Tang Sanzang’s head, there was a small Buddha Wheel, as if a Bodhisattva had descended to the mortal world, carrying a holiness beyond mundane existence.
Sun Wukong chuckled, "Little monk, the sutra translations are finished and have all been passed along. We should head back to Vulture Peak, thank the Buddha, and then return to our respective homes.
Little monk, you’ll go back to your Daughter Country, while I, the old Sun, will go to the Judicial Temple, Bajie back to his Gao Village, and Wujing to his Flowing Sand River."
Tang Sanzang sighed, "I don’t even know if my daughter still remembers her master, though we’ve been video chatting every day, there’s still a distance."
Zhu Bajie, with a touched expression, said, "Master, if you miss the child, we don’t have to go to Vulture Peak, we can take you directly to the Daughter Country."
Tang Sanzang shook his head, "That’s not appropriate, the scripture transmission has to be reported back to Buddhism."
Sha Wujing gave Zhu Bajie a subtle look, thinking, Second Brother is feeling a bit sympathetic!
The White Dragon Horse trotted over, pulling the carriage.
Tang Sanzang waved his hand grandly, energetically proclaiming, "Let’s go, mount up!"
Tang Sanzang was the first to climb into the carriage, Sun Wukong leapt onto the roof, Zhu Bajie and Sha Wujing sat at the wagon shaft, and with a flick of the reins, the White Dragon Horse galloped away, racing out of the White Horse Temple, rising into the clouds.
At this moment, in the Great Thunder Sound Temple, all the Buddhas of Spiritual Mountain, thousands of Bodhisattvas, and countless Arhats were present before the Buddha.
On the walls of the Great Thunder Sound Temple, each beehive-like recess contained many Bodhisattvas or Arhats, some lying, others standing, some holding alms bowls with raised eyebrows, or lifting one leg high, in countless forms and poses.
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"Tang Sanzang and his disciples seek an audience!"
"Tang Sanzang and his disciples seek an audience!"
The report echoed layer upon layer, coming from outside, echoing far and wide.
The Buddha’s robust body sat high on the Lotus Platform, his mighty voice reverberating in the hall, "Let them come!"
"Let Tang Sanzang and his disciples seek an audience!"
"Let Tang Sanzang and his disciples seek an audience!"
"Let Tang Sanzang and his disciples seek an audience!"
The command was transmitted from inside out.
Tang Sanzang, Sun Wukong, Zhu Bajie, Sha Wujing, and the dismounted White Dragon Horse, walked through the Buddha Light from outside, appearing particularly small under the watchful eyes of thousands of Buddhas, Bodhisattvas, and Arhats.
Sun Wukong even curbed his usual arrogance, his monkey eyes flashing with fire; there are far too many powerful Buddhas here, Buddhism is indeed strong.
In the Great Thunder Sound Temple, many Buddhas and Bodhisattvas watched Tang Sanzang with piercing eyes, deep inside feeling a subtle excitement. The great Buddha of the Eastern Land was about to take his place, and their own fates were about to align.
Tang Sanzang stepped forward, kneeling on a prayer rug below, respectfully bowing, "Disciple Tang Sanzang greets the Buddha!"
Sun Wukong, Zhu Bajie, and the others also knelt, bowing, "Greetings to the Buddha!"
The Buddha lowered his head, his expression tranquil, "Tang Sanzang, you were my second disciple in a previous life, known as Jin Chanzi. Because you ignored my teachings and slighted my great sect, your true spirit was relegated, reborn in the Eastern Land. Now, you have fortunately returned, practicing my teachings, and have obtained the True Scriptures, with great merit. You are hence promoted to a high office and achieved the True Fruit, becoming the Sandalwood Merit Buddha."
Tang Sanzang was momentarily dazed, could he really become a Buddha? He then joyfully answered, "Thank you, Buddha!"
Thousands of Buddhas and Bodhisattvas felt a wave of unease, why was it the Sandalwood Merit Buddha? Didn’t Ksitigarbha say Tang Sanzang would become the Eastern Land Buddha?! Was Ksitigarbha deceiving us? No, it must not be deceit, the Sandalwood Merit Buddha must be a transitional stage, to become the Eastern Land Buddha one must first become a Buddha, that’s it, it must be so.
All the Bodhisattvas were filled with countless thoughts, each finding excuses to comfort themselves.
Buzz~ On Vulture Peak, a massive Merit Gold Cloud formed, rolling endlessly, painting the whole sky in brilliant golden light, the Sanskrit singing, the Heavenly Sound resounding.