Chapter 1767: Chapter 840: The Fall of Spirit Mountain! (Part 2)
"You all are indeed still alive." Moluo stared at the elderly monks before him, his gaze slightly tense.
Such is the powerful foundation of Spirit Mountain. On the surface, there are four Bodhisattvas, but secretly, many elderly monks nearing the end of their lifespan exist under the Buddhist Secret Technique.
They abandoned their physical forms, existing only in the form of Primordial Spirits, ultimately unable to reincarnate.
The figures before him, he recognized them; they were Bodhisattvas before him.
"Ksitigarbha, it’s actually you!"
The elderly monks’ pupils contracted deeply, displaying shock.
"It is I."
"What is your purpose for coming?"
"Exterminate Buddha!" Chen Yuan snorted coldly. Jiang He and others did not pause, each engaging in battle with a monk.
"How presumptuous, to dare utter such madness! The Buddha will surely suppress you!"
An elderly monk with white eyebrows directly rebuked, then, with a shift of mind, loudly proclaimed:
"Disciples of Spirit Mountain, rise the formation!"
"Yes!"
"Yes!"
"Yes!"
As though united as one, countless voices resonated in unison. Then, from the void, from the ground, golden lights rushed towards the heavens, forming a semi-circular Protective Shield.
Protecting Spirit Mountain directly.
Many powerful auras simultaneously emerged.
"The Spirit Mountain Array is here; do not act rashly!"
The monk said in a deep voice.
"How strong is this array?" Chen Yuan looked at Moluo beside him.
"Below Earth Immortal, it cannot be broken." Moluo responded quietly.
After all, Spirit Mountain was once the place where he grew up. Even if ideals differ, he hesitated to act, but his inaction does not mean Chen Yuan would waste time with these fellows.
This is not a contest of generals, taking turns one by one.
Chen Yuan, upon hearing, chuckled and shook his head:
"So you’re saying it can’t stop an Earth Immortal?"
"Earth Immortals understand the Five Elements Rules, living within the Five Elements, their strength extraordinary. The limit of formations in the Human World is thus, it can’t withstand."
"Then what do these monks have to be so arrogant about?"
Chen Yuan smiled lightly, extending his right arm. A ray of light emerged from the Heavenly Book Space, it was the God Slaying Spear in his hand. Stepping out, his body trembled mightily, heavens and earth roared.
Martial Divine Rules emerged together, condensing on the God Slaying Spear.
The spear was thrust.
Break Heaven!
A terrifying spear-shadow formed in the void, with no hesitation, it lightly pierced, releasing an endless burst of Martial Divine Rules power, directly enveloping the Protective Shield of Spirit Mountain.
"Boom!!!"
The terrifying sound of explosions swept across the heavens and earth, the powerful aftermath directly obliterating two elderly monks who tried to resist.
Then, it was as if like an eggshell.
The immense Protective Shield covering Spirit Mountain, cracks like a web quickly spread over the entire golden Protective Shield.
And then...
It exploded directly!
With a single spear, the formation was broken!
The world fell into silence, countless disciples of Spirit Mountain feeling immensely terrified, as if the end was upon them.
Where is the Bodhisattva?
Where is the Buddha?
"Whoosh!"
The Emperor Slaughter Saber also emerged from the Heavenly Book, expressing its emotion, as if saying to its master Chen Yuan, who found a new love and abandoned the old. How long has it been waiting inside the Book?
"Go."
Chen Yuan flicked his finger, the Emperor Slaughter Saber swiftly transformed into a stream of light, rushing into Spirit Mountain, beginning its massacre. With a trace of Divine Thought present, it faced those below Yang Transformation, nearly unstoppable, killing those who blocked its path, slaying Buddhas who stood in its way!
"Buzz..."
The God Slaying Spear also expressed its thoughts at this moment.
"You go too, enjoy the slaughter!"
Chen Yuan smiled lightly.
Whoosh!
The God Slaying Spear instantly transformed into a stream of light, rushing towards Spirit Mountain.
"No!!!"
"Ksitigarbha, are you still a part of the Buddhist, actually... unleashing a massacre in this Holy Land!" An elderly monk, witnessing the scene below, instantly became furious, shouting.
"Amitabha, this monk was exiled from Spirit Mountain."
"You!"
The man wanted to say more, but Jiang He, whose battle strength was fully unleashed, was not someone he could resist. With one sword strike, he extinguished the Primordial Spirit, dispersing it between heaven and earth.
"Good technique."
The old Heavenly Master looked at Chen Yuan’s spear and couldn’t help but praise.
It appeared to be a casual spear thrust, but it had actually brought the martial arts to the Transformation Realm, nearly perfect and worth praising.
At the same time, he was pleased by Chen Yuan’s powerful strength.
Once just a kid who had just broken through Yang Transformation, now he had grown into a towering tree that could shelter one side, truly a... blessing for the human world.
"Hehe, it’s nothing."
For Chen Yuan, this was just an appetizer; the real main course was the Buddha. He didn’t even have the urge to execute, which allowed the Emperor Slaughter Saber and God Slaying Spear to act freely.
Otherwise, if he took action with his strength, it would take less than a hundred breaths to turn this place into a living hell.
This is the terror of an Earth Immortal.
Almost standing at the highest point of the human world, with a wave of the hand, heavens and earth would be overturned.
If more such strong people existed, it would be a disaster for the entire human world. This is also why upon reaching the Six Realms, they generally choose to battle in the void layers.
The killings were too heavy....
The old Heavenly Master did not take action either. Wudang Mountain, inheriting the Taoist traditions, though not entirely detached from worldly affairs, had no interest in slaughtering weak Martial Artists.
True strong men should face off against those of the same level.
"Senior, where is the physical body suppressed, do you know?"
"I know."
"Then let’s go."
Chen Yuan chuckled. The old Heavenly Master also knew their purpose: one was to rescue the Savior Bodhisattva, the other was to free Moluo’s physical body.
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This day was undoubtedly the darkest moment for Spirit Mountain in a thousand years. After a thousand years of peace, absorbing the blood of the Western Regions, being worshiped for a thousand years, they finally faced doomsday today.
Evil spirits howled, gusts of sinister wind blew.
Sword Qi crisscrossed, spanning ten thousand miles!
Clusters of blood blossoms bloomed in the void, limbs and corpses scattered between heaven and earth, the entire Spirit Mountain Holy Land turned into a purgatory, filled with terrifying vitality of killing.
Some raised their heads and sighed, some shed tears.
Some knelt down and pleaded, some... were fearlessly brave.
Piece by piece, moment by moment, it all seemed to turn into a poignant picture.
However, whether it was Jiang He and others who took action or Chen Yuan and others who were watching, none showed the slightest mercy.
Spirit Mountain, high above, countless people had died at its hands. They would casually stain you with sins, suppressing you in Spirit Mountain, causing innumerable Western Region folks to forever be unable to be reborn.
The grievances of past, the hatred of present, all were due for revenge.
The sins of the thirty-six nations coalition invading the Central Plains, who would repay?
The dignified Buddhist, there was no mercy back then.
Only Moluo sighed gently, reciting a few words of Amitabha.
He wasn’t lamenting for the Spirit Mountain disciples but for the Buddhist.
In no time, the once golden Spirit Mountain was covered with a layer of blood....
Chen Yuan and the others also ascended to the summit of Spirit Mountain, arriving at a tower situated underground.
This tower was different from ordinary; it penetrated deep underground, with a total of eighteen layers, historically used to suppress those deemed ’extremely wicked.’ This sin, however, was judged by Spirit Mountain.
Moluo’s physical body was trapped at the bottom of the tower, shrouded by a layer of rules, faintly revealing its original visage, face like jade, expression filled with compassion, seeming as if in slumber.
Chen Yuan waved his hand, shattering the seal of the Demon Suppression Tower, and numerous voices echoed from within.
"Who is it?"
"Save me out!"
"I have repented, plead Buddha for forgiveness...."
"Ksitigarbha?"
Among the many cries, a familiar voice sounded, causing Chen Yuan and Moluo to exchange glances.
Savior Bodhisattva?
He was here!
Moluo broke the seal around the Savior Bodhisattva, his aura had declined to the extreme, yet a faint smile appeared on his face as he spoke:
"This humble monk was not mistaken, the Bodhisattva indeed came."
"The Great Saint vied for considerable time for us; by emotion and reason, I should come." Chen Yuan smiled faintly, saying with a steady expression, as if that was the reason for his presence.
"The Buddha has fallen?"
The Savior Bodhisattva asked suspiciously.
"No, but soon."
Speaking, Moluo also opened the seal on his physical body, transforming into a streak of light and entering the physical body, and in the next moment, Moluo’s physical form opened its eyes, an inexplicable sense of Perfection emanating from him.
