"This object specifically attacks the Three Souls and Seven Spirits."
"The Blood Pus Blade, on the other hand, can completely destroy various Daoist Bodies and Dharma Bodies."
"With these two treasures, added to his entire repertoire of Demon Divine Power and overwhelming mana, it's only natural that Gao Tianci has been able to wreak havoc for so many years."
"Unfortunately, this time he is destined for disaster."
"Tao Qian had long anticipated Gao Tianci's rage."
"As Gao Tianci made his move, Tao Qian revealed his sanctity first."
"All that was heard was a thunderous boom; the sky trembled, the earth shook, and accompanied by ten thousand feet of Buddha Light, the Dharma Image of a True Buddha with three heads and a hundred arms appeared."
"The origin of this divine skill is the Buddha Bird Relics."
"The relic was integrated into the Spirit Treasure Sublime Body, expending Mana to reluctantly stir up the Buddha Nature inside, barely managing to manifest it."
"With the sublime body as cover, and the Power of the Haotian Divine Mirror, even high monks from the Free Temple wouldn't be able to discern the details."
"As for the Three Arhats from the Demon Buddha Temple, they would only think that this Wu Gou Buddha Son had snatched away the [Great Compassionate and Merciful Transcendent Bodhisattva] and gained inspiration from this Buddha Treasure, refining the divine skill."
"Tao Qian revealed the Dharma Image and easily turned the People Species Bag, sweeping away the ten thousand resentful souls along with that flag into it."
"He formed the Immovable Ming King Seal, sitting fixedly in the Void, allowing the Blood Pus Blade to hack towards him; it clanged and clashed, bursting forth streaks of blood light, yet it ultimately failed to break through Tao Qian's Buddha Light of his Dharma Image."
"The numerous arms and limbs, including the wings, all wielding Buddha Treasures and forming Buddha Seals, were smashed away one by one."
"Having dealt with each counter, Tao Qian turned to Gao Tianci and spoke with a loud laugh,"
"A small pearl also emanates luster?"
"Daoist, perhaps you should also take a trip inside my People Species Bag."
"Upon hearing this, Gao Tianci knew the situation was dire."
"Not having time to mourn his captured Ten Thousand Soul Banner, he attempted to retrieve the flesh mountain and Blood Pus Blade, to flee from this stinking monk."
"But at that moment, a sudden Buddhist chant of 'Ding' resounded in his ears."
"And just like that, his body froze for an instant."
"Looking again, that exceedingly bizarre and torn cloth bag had conveniently turned its opening to suck his body inside."
"..."
"Hiss"
"From afar and near, both openly and secretly, the sound of sharp intakes of breath was unending."
"Before the fight began, most people favored the renowned Wu Gou Buddha Son by a little."
"But they also agreed: the odds should be around sixty to forty."
"Who would have thought it would end so easily?"
"In just about a dozen breaths, Gao Tianci lost, and his hundred-thousand-strong Blood Demon Army with him."
"If it weren't for the undeniably exhibited Perfection of Cavernous Mystery cultivation of the Wu Gou Buddha Son, having witnessed that scene, everyone might assume that this Buddha's son had already set foot in the Ultimate Happiness Realm."
"However, before long, numerous reasonable analyses began to spread:"
"It was that cloth bag's doing, a valuable treasure, definitely more than a rank higher than the Ten Thousand Soul Banner and Blood Pus Blade as a Buddha Treasure."
"There was already a rumor that the Wu Gou Buddha Son was the only True Inheritor of the South Sea Qingjing Zen Master, gifted a Buddha Treasure named [People Species Bag], that could collect all things under heaven, and even had the power to enlighten and transform lives; now seeing this, it certainly seems true."
"Tch tch, If I had such a treasure, I could have subdued Gao Tianci too."
"What a Buddha Treasure! From this item alone, one can gauge the power of the Qingjing Zen Master."
"Not just that, the mana of the Wu Gou Buddha Son is also extraordinary, enough to crush other Perfection of Cavernous Mystery Cultivators, even those from the Daoist and Buddhist Sects."
"..."
"Tao Qian could also hear these noisy transmissions, but paid them no heed and didn't care."
"To a certain extent,
he defeated Gao Tianci indeed by relying on the People Species Bag."
"Of course, if he did not need to conceal his identity and could make his move with full strength, what he would rely on would not be just the People Species Bag; Toad God Tile, Nine Toad Bead, Yu Ding, Valley God Gui... which one wasn't enticing?"
"If I can throw Gao Tianci into the Valley God Gui to simmer him, perhaps I could refine some Immortal delicacies like Blood Tofu or Blood Sausage."
"Now, he is just experiencing the agony of human nature changing."
"Muttering to himself under his breath, Tao Qian's three-headed, hundred-armed Dharma Image did not retract."
"Instead, he shifted his gaze to Yelü Baoshan and Zhu Xun, who were fighting each other."
"Hands joined together, he spoke aloud again:"
"Fellow Daoists wish to resolve old grievances through combat; this matter originally has nothing to do with this poor monk."
"However, the vast armies beneath you continue to fight like this, causing disturbance among the people, and this monk cannot bear to witness such scenes."
"Unfortunate as it is, I will have to invite both of you to cool down inside my People Species Bag for a while."
"Before the sound of his words fell, the crowd saw that terrifying People Species Bag turn in another direction."
This time, however, it was Yelü Baoshan and Zhu Xun who were being sucked in.
The latter, quick to see an opportunity, first transformed into a wisp of Daoist Charm Immortal Qi and fled, then loudly responded to Tao Qian:
"Buddha's son, do not be hasty!"
"I, Zhu Xun, will cease hostilities."
Seeing him capitulate first, Yelü Baoshan felt indignant.
He smirked at his foe, then also shouted:
"Little monk, don't mess around, although I, this great general, am brave and invincible, I was born with one ailment—I utterly disdain gloomy places."
"Don't take me with that cloth bag of yours; take someone else."
"Good!"
Hearing this response, Yelü Baoshan's smile broadened.
Believing he had escaped a minor disaster, he secretly mocked in his heart, "They say that a gentleman is deceivable because he is straightforward. I never expected this simple monk from the South Sea to be strong yet so easily fooled. This is good, after this ordeal, I shall flatter him, and perhaps I will have the chance to coax that treasure away from him."
Just as Yelü Baoshan was feeling smug, he suddenly caught sight of the mocking expression on his archenemy Zhu Xun's face, as well as the various exclamations from around them.
His heart sank in a moment.
Instantly sensing something, he abruptly looked up, only to see the Wu Gou Buddha Son's hundred-armed Dharma Image behind him, all the Buddha's palms closing together, merging into one from the sky, descending rapidly toward him.
It was too swift and powerful to dodge.
Then he heard a "boom," a thunderous noise, right in the territory not a hundred miles from the provincial city.
Yelü Baoshan, known in the entire Cultivation World as the "Devil Eyes General," was just like that, suppressed on the ground by a simple monk from the South Sea.
When the dust settled, everyone immediately saw:
Beneath the mountain-like Buddha's Palm, Yelü Baoshan was pinned down, with only his filthy head sticking out.
As he was clueless about his situation, Tao Qian began explaining:
"Yelü Daoist dislikes darkness, hence this poor monk used Five-Finger Mountain to suppress you instead, allowing you to see the daylight."
"By now, Daoist should understand, between the two of us, who is the elder and who is the younger."
As Tao Qian finished these words,
Yelü Baoshan was completely dumbfounded.
His face turned a soy-sauce color even more rapidly, a colorful mix of green, white, and black, quite splendid.
Rage combined with humiliation appeared together, he almost wanted to fight back desperately.
However, for some reason, the Mana within his body seemed imprisoned, unable to move a single bit.
This realization finally made him understand the gravity of the situation.
This seemingly handsome but ordinary monk was terrifyingly strong.
That final jest also had an effect.
All around, chuckling sounds could be heard, including all sorts of laughter.
The most exaggerated among them was Zhu Xun.
This refined man, who appeared to be a True Practitioner of Louguandao, had abandoned all pretense of observing the situation, and began to laugh heartily in mid-air. While laughing, he took out a Spirit Stone capable of recording images, capturing Yelü Baoshan's current disgraceful state, and called out loudly:
"Yelü Daoist!"
"Answer quickly, the Buddha's son is seeking audience with you."
"If your answer satisfies him, perhaps you'll be able to leave from beneath the Five-Finger Mountain."
...
Zhu Xun wore a mocking expression as he looked at Yelü Baoshan but refused to step closer to Tao Qian.
At that moment he seemed to reveal his true nature, yet deep down inside, he thought something else, feeling incredible shock:
"What a formidable monk!"
"No wonder those three bald old thieves at Demon Buddha Temple promoted this lad; such Divine Skills, such means, probably only those Buddha Sons coming from the super Buddhist Temples like Great Freedom Temple, Dharma Cakra Temple, Da Zhao Temple, and Vajra Temple could compete with him."
"Judging from this monk, we can infer that his master, Qingjing Zen Master, must also be a figure no weaker than Kongchan, Shipi, perhaps even stronger."
"Demon Buddha Temple has really had a stroke of luck, gaining such a strong supporter."
"If only I could win over such a master-disciple pair, after decades of arduous scheming, the hopes for restoration would indeed be possible."
Zhu Xun felt both caution and envy, and once again thought about matters of restoration and recovery of his nation.
Meanwhile, the various strong and vicious onlookers, while ridiculing Yelü Baoshan, were also muttering among themselves:
"Such a strong monk, yet his heart doesn't seem very broad."
"Not only is it not broad, but I fear he is a Buddha's son who holds grudges, with Yelü Baoshan's mockery once, now suppressed under the Buddha's Palm, even if he doesn't wish to be an 'elder,' it's now beyond his control."
"Yelü Baoshan deserved it, he was venomous and had a sharp tongue, offending countless people for no reason. In the Desert North, he had Yelü Lushan's protection, but now that he's on his own abroad, he has finally hit a hard knot, losing face and pleasing everyone."