Chapter 1794: Chapter 1821: Reunion of Senior and Junior Brothers
In the western sky, two terrifying auras soared. A long spear pierced through the clouds, severing the golden Buddha light, while a ribbon stirred the mountains and rivers, dyeing half the sky in dark green.
The protective golden light of the Buddha Lord and Liu Jinshui’s knife aura were suppressed. Two peerless strongmen joined the battlefield, instantly turning a high-level match into a king-level confrontation.
"This is..."
The Spiritual Platform looked at the light column in the west, deeply shocked. At this critical juncture, more experts were intruding, and their power seemed no weaker than the Buddha Lord. Where did these masters come from, and why did they all flock to his Pure Land?
"I told you long ago that a man and a woman were hiding in your Pure Land. Unmatched masters are intervening, the Buddha Lord can’t hold on, and the great momentum of the Pure Land is lost. You should plan ahead and leave yourself a way out."
Li Xiaobai appeared composed and mysterious, unhurried, as if everything was within his expectations.
"This... is actually true!"
"Does that mean my guess was wrong?"
"Junior Spiritual Platform, failing to recognize the great man in front of me, collided with the master. I hope the master won’t mind!"
The old monk Spiritual Platform kneeled with a thud, clasping his hands in a gesture of sincerity and repentance.
Li Xiaobai waved his hand: "Being cautious by nature is a good thing; I don’t blame you."
"What should we do next? Please, master, enlighten us!"
"Take us to the west, into the Buddha Lord’s battlefield."
"The master is willing to intervene. I knew the master had feelings for the Buddhist sect!"
"Let’s move; I’ll take them into the deep sky and won’t let the battlefield affect the Pure Land."
"Good!"
"Very good!"
The Spiritual Platform arranged the teleportation formation, an ethereal light screen rose, and several people crossed over, as the scenery shifted rapidly.
This led to a formation deep in the Hundred Thousand Mountains, located furthest west. A vast, sacred light covered the area, forming a great curtain. Inside lay the Buddha Lord’s Small World, where high-ranking Buddhist monks gathered. However, with the Eastern Land experts attacking, these monks were struggling to cope, each restrained in various battlefields.
The serene light of the curtain concealed a cold and sharp killing intent.
"Masters, inside is the western battlefield. The Eastern Land experts and Pure Land masters are within. You must be extra careful; who knows what the situation is inside the Small World."
The Spiritual Platform bowed respectfully, feigning concern for Li Xiaobai’s safety. He couldn’t care less if these two lived or died; he only wished for the Buddha Lord’s side to manage somewhat better. Not hoping to end the war, at least delaying it enough for the Pure Land disciples to drive back the Eastern Land.
"You guys go back."
Li Xiaobai and Yu Huan Shui entered the curtain and disappeared within the sacred light.
Inside, the scenery differed entirely from the outside. The whole world was draped in a gray and desolate hue. The golden ponds, red-gold carp, and patches of golden Buddha lotuses once seen were now filled with rubble and debris.
From time to time, the sounds of cultivators fiercely battling came to the ears, with battlefields scattered randomly everywhere.
On the clouds, the combat was more transparent, with several small black silhouettes visible, a bright silver long spear, green ribbons, gold silk loop knife, Buddha’s treasure lotus interwoven in a kaleidoscope, creating an unprecedentedly fierce battle.
"We need to find the weaker point in space. When the upper space is shattered, we can follow by breaking the space, then exit together."
Yu Huan Shui suggested, wary of entering the shattered void dominated by Ye Wushuang and others.
"This place isn’t quite as imagined; why are there so many people?"
Li Xiaobai was struck by a corpse flying in mid-air. Just as he was about to act, he realized it was a dead man and cursed as he took the treasures from the body, then kicked it away.
Yu Huan Shui examined the memories of the corpse, frowning: "The Small World has collapsed. Eastern Land monks attacked suicidally, intending not to return alive. The high Buddhist monks in residence couldn’t escape, just waiting for the Small World to shatter, where everyone will perish."
Li Xiaobai remained indifferent: "It’s none of my business; quickly find the weak points."
"At the furthest west, at the junction of the Small World and the Immortal Gods Realm, where the boundaries of both worlds are most fragile, breaking through would lead directly to the starry sky."
The two swiftly moved, avoiding various battlefields, stealthily heading to the farthest west.
...
Above the sky, Liu Jinshui’s roar resounded; Ye Wushuang and Yang Chen’s arrival startled him with fear. He hadn’t expected these two to be released so quickly.
"Old Six, finally found you!"
Ye Wushuang’s poisonous fog wrapped half the sky, constantly eroding Liu Jinshui’s and the Buddha Lord’s domain.
"Second Senior Sister!"
"You’re still alive; how are you here?"
Liu Jinshui’s eyes widened in disbelief. He believed someone among his senior brothers was still alive, but he never thought Ye Wushuang would be the first to appear before him.
Ye Wushuang sneered: "That day, you were too scared to move forward, fleeing the battle, causing the human race’s war to collapse completely. Thousands of souls are now urging me to take your life!"
"Old Six, you know you deserve to die, correct? Don’t make it difficult for your senior brother and sister, end it yourself and retain a shred of dignity."
A sharp blade tore through the sky, ripping open a striking wound on Liu Jinshui’s back.
Yang Chen held the long spear, commanding the world.
"You should realize the painstaking efforts; everything was for the great plans back then. Following you all forward, I reminded countless times. You moved too fast; even amidst great battles, one or two of the strongest should be preserved for future generations!"
"You didn’t listen; the war’s defeat isn’t solely my fault. By choosing to survive, someone now knows who you are and how to lead the human race forward, avenging you!"
"If you want to demand justice, come at me, damn it!"
Liu Jinshui wielded the gold silk loop knife and roared skyward.
"Woof, Lord Ergouzi knew early on you were a traitor. Forced by dire circumstances, he joined forces with you, and now that Old Two and Old Four have emerged, Lord Ergouzi scorns to associate with scum like you!"
"Little Yezi, Little Yangzi, let’s finish him!"
Ergouzi looked around, drooling from the corner of his mouth, and scurried over to Ye Wushuang, taunting Liu Jinshui.
"This... what’s going on?"
"Is it really you?"
"How can you be here? What happened; there was no sign at all?"
The Buddha Lord was thoroughly bewildered by the situation. Ye Wushuang, Yang Chen, Liu Jinshui, and even Ergouzi were known to him, yet these individuals should have been suppressed entirely. The sudden uprising of Liu Jinshui and Ergouzi’s attack still confused him, and now two more appeared, making it impossible to fight.
Under this trend, isn’t that one also bound to emerge?
"Had you not spoken, I almost forgot. You betrayed that side, right? As a condition for preserving your life; that’s why you survived. You’re more detestable than Old Six. Stand there without moving; I’ll kill you later."
Ye Wushuang coldly said, looking at the Buddha Lord.
"Where did this little girl come from? This battlefield isn’t for just anyone to intervene; disturbers must die!"
The Eastern Land Demon Buddha looked at Ye Wushuang and Yang Chen’s arrogant attitudes with furious rage. He was the Buddha Lord’s opposing force, born from a separate demonic nature, and didn’t know Ye Wushuang and the others.
Seeing the intruding cultivators come one after another, each more arrogant than the last, he couldn’t tolerate it.
But just as he spoke, his physical body, enveloped in demonic flames, cracked inch by inch, dropping off piece by piece. Simultaneously, the blazing black-purple demonic flames unknowingly transformed into a patch of dark green.
"You..."
"This is..."
The Demon Buddha revealed a look of terror, gazing at Ye Wushuang, wanting to say something.
A long spear casually pierced his chest, the silver dragon stirring and smashing his entire body.
Yang Chen gently wiped the gun tip with his garment: "A foolish entity; mere demonic qi dares to act up before us."