Patriarch of the Nether River furrowed his brow, the power within his palm of Buddha Land far exceeded his expectations, and this Divine Skill had severed his connection with the Sea of Blood, causing the immortal Blood Sea Giants to lose their source of power.
Without the blessing of the Sea of Blood, most of his strength would be restricted, and the only plan now was to break open the Buddha Land in his palm as quickly as possible and swiftly restore the connection with the Sea of Blood.
Just then, everyone’s vision blurred and, to their surprise, they found themselves out of the Buddha Land and back in the place they’d been before, with the surging Sea of Blood below. However, the Patriarch of the Nether River and the three powerful Giants were no longer in sight.
And all of this was thanks to the smiling, amiable-looking Maitreya, who had extended his right hand, within which was a tiny world. Through the transparent barrier, the onlookers could still vaguely make out the figures of the Patriarch and the Giants within.
"Thank you to the Buddha Ancestor from the East for lending a hand, otherwise we would have surely fallen into demonic clutches this time." Li Jing greeted Maitreya with great respect, knowing he was the future Buddha Ancestor, and it was important to establish a good relationship early.
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"A lucky coincidence, Li Tianwang, you are too polite. Besides, Heavenly Court is teeming with experts. Even if Patriarch of the Nether River wanted to harm someone, I’m afraid he wouldn’t be able to," Maitreya said, his eyes glancing towards the east as he finished speaking.
Li Jing smiled and shook his head. While Heavenly Court seemed strong, it was in fact fraught with internal conflicts. Without any surprises, following the Transcendence of All Saints, the court was bound to disintegrate. At least those of the Teachings of Interceptation were definitely not willing to stay in Heavenly Court, after all, they only took their positions under duress in the beginning.
Suddenly, Maitreya’s brow creased. He looked down at the Buddha Land in his palm, where the once resplendent realm was now filled with black aura, the evilness of all beings. The Sea of Blood was the filthiest place in all the three realms, the final destination for the resentment and evil thoughts of all beings, and at some point, the Patriarch started to collect these nefarious thoughts.
The evilness of all beings could pollute the world and was the filthiest thing in all the realms.
Now that the evilness of all beings had polluted the world in his palm, a look of disgust flashed across Maitreya’s eyes. To a Cultivator, the evilness of beings was as revolting as feces, and, in this situation, it was as if Maitreya was holding a lump of excrement, certainly nauseating.
However, he also admired the Patriarch of the Nether River for not disdaining the filthiness of this substance and collecting it.
Maitreya withdrew his Divine Skills, and the Patriarch of the Nether River finally escaped from the Buddha Land in the palm, along with the three Blood Sea Giants, falling onto the Sea of Blood. The previously withering Giants instantly became lively and vigorous.
However, at this moment, the expression on the Patriarch’s face held little joy, after all, the evilness of all beings was not something delightful, and it was something others would find repugnant, yet he was immersed in it.
He looked up, glaring at the smiling Maitreya, his face showing a flash of anger, all his humiliation attributable to this smiling, chubby figure before him.
Suddenly, the Patriarch of the Nether River let out a thunderous roar, and the endless Sea of Blood surged tumultuously. The wind and clouds in the sky began to change; the once clear sky was instantly shrouded in dark clouds, and soon, blood rain fell from the sky. The rain corroded the bodies of those it touched, hissing as it landed on them.
Everyone hastily enveloped themselves in Mana to prevent further corrosion from the blood rain; just then, a cry of alarm rang out. It turned out the blood rain had landed on their weapons, contaminating their Spiritual Nature.
Li Jing frowned as he watched all this unfold. After obtaining the Rules of Water, Patriarch of the Nether River had become much more difficult to deal with than before, so much so that he was momentarily at a loss.
But even now he knew that in the current situation, numbers had lost their significance, and no amount of Heavenly Soldiers and Heavenly Generals would be anything but a death sentence against the Nether River at this moment. Therefore, he ordered the Heavenly Soldiers and Heavenly Generals to return to the Heavenly Court, not to waste their efforts here.
"But what about you?" the Heavenly General asked with concern.
"Of course, I cannot leave. The rule is in my hands, and the Patriarch of the Nether River has plotted and schemed for so long just to obtain this rule. How could he possibly let us go?" At this moment, Li Jing was very rational. As long as he held the rule, the Nether River would not let him leave, but if he gave the rule to the Nether River, then it would surely grow stronger. By then, not only would life and death be in the hands of the Nether River, but his own reputation would also be destroyed.
The Heavenly General took a deep look at Li Jing and, urged by Li Jing’s prompt, led the remaining Heavenly Soldiers and Heavenly Generals back to the Heavenly Court. Seeing this, Precious Moonlight Buddha followed suit, ordering the Buddhist Soldiers to slowly withdraw, leaving behind only a few experts.
The Nether River watched coldly from the side and did not stop these people from leaving. He was very clear in his heart that he could not stop them, and it was better to let them go and focus on dealing with Maitreya.
Blood rain swayed, gale winds howled, and the Sea of Blood stirred up towering waves. Three blood-colored Giants stood atop the Sea of Blood, roaring skyward, while the Patriarch of the Nether River drew his treasured sword, with endless Sword Qi manifesting, and his gaze fixed on the smiling Maitreya.
The smile gradually faded from Maitreya’s face as his squinted eyes slowly opened, revealing a coldness within. Suddenly, the phantom of a world appeared above the Sea of Blood.
It was the capital of a Buddha, where countless beings worshipped the Buddha. The melodious chant of Zen seemed to traverse endless time and space, echoing through this heaven and earth.
For a moment, the tumultuous Sea of Blood seemed to still, as countless souls drowned in the Sea of Blood and Ferocious Ghosts attained Transcendence. One by one, bright smiles returned to their faces, and they too joined the ranks of those chanting scriptures.
Innumerable beings began to recite scriptures, and the entire space seemed to transform into the land of the Buddha. Amidst the chanting, Maitreya stepped onto a Golden Lotus and slowly sat on the lotus platform.
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Surrounding him were the phantoms of Buddha Arhats, each with their hands clasped in prayer, silently reciting scriptures, as if welcoming the arrival of the Buddha Ancestor.
In the depths of the Patriarch of the Nether River’s heart, a sense of unease suddenly appeared, a fear originating from the soul, as if telling him to run, or he would die.
At this moment, the Nether River had already conceived the thought to retreat. He cleaved with his treasured sword, intending to open a space to leave this place, but his sword seemed to pierce through boundless space, never reaching the destination he desired.
Turning his head to look at Maitreya, he found that Maitreya no longer had his previous compassionate and kind visage, but was filled with an imposing and majestic aura, surrounded by surging Golden Lotuses.
Maitreya extended his palm towards the Patriarch of the Nether River, pressing down slowly. The Buddhist Palm grew larger as it moved, as if a colossal world was bearing down on the Nether River.
With a roar, the three blood-colored Giants reached out to the sky, trying to lift the immense Buddhist Palm. However, the originally mighty and imposing Blood Sea Giants, upon touching the Buddhist Palm, instantly dissolved into a puddle of blood water and flowed back into the Sea of Blood.
No matter how the Patriarch of the Nether River used his Divine Skills, against absolute power, they all seemed so insignificant. No matter how many times the Blood Sea Giants were resurrected, they always met with instant dissolution into blood water.