"Buddha, Jishi Bodhisattva has already been suppressed in the Demon Suppression Pagoda of Mount Ling." Samantabhadra Bodhisattva approached the Buddha, put his hands together, and reported respectfully.

Initially, they did confine Jishi Bodhisattva in the secret realm in front of them, but in order to prevent him from contacting Moro and others, they secretly suppressed him.

Of course, this news was limited to them, the Bodhisattvas, and the Buddha. The rest still believed that Jishi Bodhisattva was trapped here, waiting for Chen Yuan to come.

As for the reason, it was naturally because they did not want to place the battle site on Mount Ling. After all, they were well aware of how terrifying a battle between immortals could be, causing the earth to shatter and the heavens to collapse at every turn.

Even the sacred land of Mount Ling could not withstand the aftermath of immortals.

"Good."

The Buddha nodded slightly.

"I just wonder if that demon will come..." Bhaisajyaguru Bodhisattva frowned, somewhat hesitant. After all, this was too obvious. Without much thought, one would know that this was a deliberately set trap.

"Chen Yuan is arrogant by nature. Now that he has extraordinary strength, he is even more arrogant and does not take Mount Ling seriously. Even if he knows it's a trap, he will come. Perhaps...

In his mind, this is also an opportunity to wipe out Mount Ling in one fell swoop."

Samantabhadra Bodhisattva said.

Speaking of understanding, Samantabhadra was quite familiar with this person's temperament. After all, he was once the Grand Tutor of the Great Jin Dynasty and had seen Chen Yuan many times.

"Samantabhadra is right..." The Buddha was about to nod when suddenly a treasure on his sleeve trembled violently. He frowned, immediately took it out, and then his expression changed.

He said in a deep voice:

"Not good!"

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Rewinding time by a quarter of an hour, in the void before Mount Ling, space suddenly began to distort, as if a calm water surface was rippling, and the surrounding heaven and earth spiritual energy was slightly vibrating.

Gradually began to gather.

In an instant, a portal several zhang in size quietly condensed.

Chen Yuan, dressed in a black python-patterned robe with his long hair tied up, slowly walked out of the portal, looking at the towering golden mountain in front of him, a faint smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

At this time, within Mount Ling, the sounds of Buddha were still incessant, like a fairyland.

The Buddha was waiting at the designated location, but Chen Yuan did the opposite and directly attacked their home base!

He was indeed quite confident and not afraid of the Buddha at all, but that didn't mean he had to obediently follow the other party's plan and enter the trap step by step.

He insisted on directly attacking the mountain gate!

Originally, Moro was somewhat worried about the safety of Jishi Bodhisattva regarding his suggestion, but Chen Yuan confidently told him that the Buddha's purpose was to lure them in.

Not just to kill Jishi Bodhisattva. If that were the case, they would have already taken action. They wouldn't have been trapping him for more than half a month.

As long as they didn't fall into the trap, Jishi Bodhisattva would be safe.

This dispelled Moro's doubts and he began to support Chen Yuan's approach.

After Chen Yuan, Old Celestial Master of Wudang Mountain and Moro also appeared one by one. Finally, Jiang He, Yang Huatian, and Li Suqing, the three Yang God True Monarchs, stood in a row before Mount Ling.

"It hasn't changed much from before." The Old Celestial Master looked ahead and sighed.

When he was young, he was not a stable person either. Except for the Southern Border, he had traveled all over the Western Regions, Northern Barbarians, and Eastern Sea for training.

He had also seen the grandeur of Mount Ling.

Looking at its imposing manner, it was indeed worthy of being the number one immortal sect in the world!

Compared to it, Wudang Immortal Mountain was far behind.

"Yes..."

Moro's eyes were filled with reminiscence, as if he had returned to hundreds of years ago when he was the head of the four great Bodhisattvas of Mount Ling, deeply valued by the Buddha. If there were no accidents.

He would have been the next Buddha of Mount Ling.

It was a pity that he eventually took the opposite path, and he was imprisoned for more than two hundred years because of it.

Today, he finally returned!

Chen Yuan, Jiang He, and others did not have any melancholy sighs. At most, they were surprised by the grandeur of Mount Ling, which was indeed extraordinary.

At a glance, Mount Ling was thousands of zhang high, reaching deep into the clouds, surrounded by countless voices chanting sutras. If ordinary people came here, they would naturally and unconsciously feel peaceful.

They would have the idea of ​​entering the Buddhist gate.

This was of course not from the heart, but because of the bewitchment of the Buddhist sounds. The longer they listened, the more their minds would tend towards Buddhism. This was also the reason why the martial artists of the Central Plains resisted Buddhism.

Regardless of whether you were willing or not, as long as you couldn't resist, you would tend towards Buddhism. Who could withstand this?

The heaven and earth spiritual energy around them was even more concentrated to the extreme, even no slower than that of a secret realm, comparable to the vicinity of the immortal mountain of Martial Emperor City. It was obvious that there was also a giant Yuan Crystal Mine here.

Even if it hadn't been here all along, it must have already formed.

"Let's do it, it's time to let this thousand-year-old Mount Ling feel what fear is!" A faint smile appeared on the corner of Chen Yuan's mouth.

Jiang He and others also nodded in unison.

In the next moment, Jiang He, Yang Huatian, and Li Suqing moved at the same time. A vast pressure instantly enveloped the heavens and the earth, sweeping across the world and pressing down on that golden mountain.

The heaven and earth spiritual energy rioted, and endless wind and clouds surged. Streaks of sword energy transformed into a long river, rushing straight down.

"Presumptuous! What kind of evildoer dares to disturb my Mount Ling!" An old voice resounded through the void, and a golden giant palm opened up, shattering the endless sword energy.

Within Mount Ling, several rays of light condensed. Several old monks with floating figures condensed in the void, exuding a powerful aura. They actually had the realm of Yang Gods.

"So you are still alive." Moro stared at the old monks in front of him, his eyes slightly narrowed.

This was the powerful foundation of Mount Ling. There were four great Bodhisattvas on the surface alone, and in the dark, there were many old monks whose lifespans were coming to an end. Under the secret Buddhist methods.

They abandoned their physical bodies and existed only in the form of Yuan Gods. They were already unable to be reincarnated.

He recognized the old monks in front of him. They were the Bodhisattvas who had come before him.

"Kshitigarbha, it's actually you!"

The pupils of the old monks shrank deeply, showing shock.

"It is this poor monk."

"Why are you here?"

"To destroy Buddhism!" Chen Yuan snorted coldly. Jiang He and others did not stop, and each of them engaged an old monk in a great battle.

"Presumptuous! How dare you speak such wild words! The Buddha will surely suppress you!"

An old monk with white eyebrows directly scolded. Then, with a thought, he said loudly:

"Disciples of Mount Ling, heed my command, activate the formation!"

"Yes!"

"Yes!"

"Yes!"

As if all hearts were united, countless voices rang out in unison. Then, in the void and on the ground, streaks of golden light soared straight into the sky, condensing into a semi-circular protective shield.

Directly protecting Mount Ling.

Powerful auras appeared at the same time.

"With the Mount Ling Grand Formation here, you must not act recklessly!"

The old monk said in a deep voice.

"How strong is this formation?" Chen Yuan looked at Moro beside him.

"Below Earth Immortal, it cannot be broken." Moro responded softly.

After all, Mount Ling was the place where he had grown up. Even if they had different ideals, he was somewhat reluctant to attack it. But his inaction did not mean that Chen Yuan would waste time with these guys.

This was not a battle of generals before the formation, with one person going up at a time.

Chen Yuan smiled and shook his head when he heard this:

"In other words, it can't stop an Earth Immortal?"

"Earth Immortals comprehend the rules of the Five Elements and are in the midst of the Five Elements, with extraordinary strength. The limit of human formations is like this. They cannot stop them."

"Then what do these monks have to be arrogant about?"

Chen Yuan smiled faintly, stretched out his right arm, and a ray of light escaped from the Heavenly Book space. It was the God-Slaying Spear in his hand. He took a step forward, his physical body trembled violently, and the heavens and the earth roared.

The rules of the Martial God came out together, condensing on the God-Slaying Spear.

He thrust out the spear.

Shattering the Heavens!

A terrifying phantom of a divine spear condensed in the void. Without the slightest hesitation, it lightly stabbed out. The endless power of the Martial God rules instantly erupted, directly enveloping the Mount Ling protective shield.

"Boom!!!"

The terrifying sound of explosion swept across the heavens and the earth. The powerful aftermath directly obliterated the two old monks who wanted to resist head-on.

Then, it was like an eggshell.

The giant protective shield covering Mount Ling cracked from a single point, with cracks like spider webs, filling the entire golden light shield in a short period of time.

Then...

It directly exploded!

One spear, breaking the formation!

The world fell silent, and countless Mount Ling disciples were filled with fear, as if they had seen the end of the world.

Where were the Bodhisattvas?

Where was the Buddha?

"Swoosh!"

At this time, the Emperor Slaughter Saber also escaped from the Heavenly Book, expressing its emotions, as if it were saying that Chen Yuan, the master, had new love and didn't want the old one anymore. How long had it been staying in the Heavenly Book?

"Go."

Chen Yuan flicked his finger, and the Emperor Slaughter Saber transformed into a stream of light and rushed into Mount Ling, beginning to kill. With a trace of his divine thought present, it was virtually unstoppable against those below the Transformation Yang Realm, killing anyone who stood in its way, whether human or Buddha!

"Buzz buzz..."

The God-Slaying Spear also expressed its thoughts at this moment.

"You go too, kill to your heart's content!"

Chen Yuan smiled faintly.

Swoosh!

The God-Slaying Spear immediately transformed into a stream of light and rushed towards Mount Ling.

"No!!!"

"Kshitigarbha, are you still a member of the Buddhist faith, actually... engaging in a great massacre in this sacred land!" An old monk looked at the scene below, his eyes were about to split, and he roared.

"Amitabha, this poor monk has been expelled from Mount Ling."

"You!"

That person wanted to say more, but Jiang He, who was fighting with all his might, was simply not someone he could resist. With one sword, he directly beheaded the Yuan God, which disintegrated into the heavens and the earth.

"Good skills."

Old Celestial Master looked at Chen Yuan's spear and couldn't help but admire it.

Seemingly a casual spear, in fact, he had already reached the pinnacle of martial arts, almost perfectly natural, worthy of praise.

At the same time, he was also happy for Chen Yuan's powerful strength.

The little guy who had just broken through to the Transformation Yang Realm back then had now grown into a towering tree, enough to protect one side. He was truly... a blessing to the world.

"Hehe, it's nothing worth mentioning."

For Chen Yuan, this was just an appetizer. The real main course was the Buddha. He didn't even have the mood to kill, so he let the Emperor Slaughter Saber and the God-Slaying Spear act freely.

Otherwise, if he were to take action with his strength, it wouldn't take a hundred breaths of time to turn this place into a living hell.

This was the horror of Earth Immortals.

They almost stood at the pinnacle of the human world, causing earth-shattering changes with a wave of their hands.

If there were too many such strong people, it would be a disaster for the entire human world. This was why, upon reaching the sixth realm, they would generally choose to fight in the void interlayer.

The karma was too heavy...

Old Celestial Master did not take action either. Wudang Mountain inherited Taoism, although it was not completely quiet and inactive, it had no interest in slaughtering weak martial artists.

True strong people should fight against those of the same level.

"Senior, do you know where his physical body is suppressed?"

"I know."

"Then let's go."

Chen Yuan laughed. Old Celestial Master also knew their purpose. One was to rescue Jishi Bodhisattva, and the other was to free Moro's physical body.

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This day was undoubtedly the darkest moment in the thousand-year history of Mount Ling. After thousands of years of peace, absorbing the blood of the Western Regions and being worshiped for thousands of years.

Finally, on this day, it ushered in its end.

Evil ghosts howled, and Yin winds blew.

Sword energy crisscrossed, and the long river stretched for ten thousand miles!

Clusters of blood flowers bloomed in the void, and pieces of severed limbs and arms were scattered throughout the heavens and the earth. The entire sacred land of Mount Ling had turned into a purgatory, and a terrifying aura of slaughter permeated the heavens and the earth.

Some people sighed towards the sky, and some had tears in their eyes.

Some knelt on the ground and begged for mercy, and some... were fearless in the face of death.

One by one, one by one, at this moment, they seemed to have turned into a tragic and beautiful painting.

But neither Jiang He and others who were taking action, nor Chen Yuan and others who were watching, had any pity.

Mount Ling was high above, and countless people died at its hands. At every turn, it would engrave sins on you and suppress you on Mount Ling. Countless people in the Western Regions would therefore never be able to be reborn.

The past grievances and the recent hatred had all come to the time of revenge.

Who would repay the crimes committed by the Thirty-Six Nation Alliance when they invaded the Central Plains?

The sanctimonious Buddhist sect did not have any pity at that time.

Only Moro sighed softly and recited a few Amitabhas.

He was not sighing for the disciples of Mount Ling, but sighing for the Buddhist sect.

Before long, the originally golden Mount Ling was covered with a layer of blood...

Chen Yuan and others also ascended to the top of Mount Ling and arrived at a pagoda located underground.

This pagoda was different from the usual ones. It penetrated deep into the ground and had eighteen floors. It had always been used to suppress people who were "extremely sinful." And this sin was judged by Mount Ling.

Moro's physical body was trapped at the bottom of the pagoda, shrouded in a layer of the power of rules. One could vaguely see his original appearance. His face was like jade, and his face contained compassion, as if he were asleep.

Chen Yuan waved his hand and shattered the seal of the Demon Suppression Pagoda. Countless voices came from inside.

"Who is it?"

"Save me!"

"I repent, please forgive me Buddha..."

"Kshitigarbha Bodhisattva?"

Among the many shouts, a familiar voice rang out, causing Chen Yuan and Moro to look at each other.

Jishi Bodhisattva?

He was actually here!

Moro broke through Jishi Bodhisattva's seal. His aura had weakened to the extreme, but he squeezed out a few smiles on his face and said:

"This poor monk was not mistaken. The Bodhisattva has indeed come."

"Great Sage has bought a lot of time for this king. In terms of reason and emotion, I should come." Chen Yuan said with a faint smile, without changing his expression, as if he had come for this reason.

"Has the Buddha fallen?"

Jishi Bodhisattva asked in surprise.

"Not yet, but it will be soon."

While speaking, Moro also opened the seal of his physical body, transformed into a stream of light, and entered his physical body. In the next moment, Moro's physical body opened its eyes, and a sense of perfection inexplicably emanated from his body.