The Supreme Being of the World, Starting from the Heaven-shattering Fuxi

Chapter 453 Great Thunderclap Temple, Fortuitous Encounter, Five-Colored Divine Mountain
Ye Fan and his group of thirty "mortals," along with thirteen young men and women with cultivation, stepped out of the bronze coffin.

What comes into view is a vast expanse of reddish-brown soil and gravel.

On this land, numerous crocodiles crawl, and the young men and women each take out their divine weapons and begin to slaughter these crocodiles.

Soon, Ye Fan and his companions studied the ancient inscriptions on a huge stone tablet and guessed that they had arrived on Mars.

Led by thirteen practitioners, they slowly made their way to a ruined area and saw an ancient temple—the Great Thunder Temple.

Outside the Great Thunderclap Temple, Zhang Sanfeng, holding the True Martial Sword, stood on the Tai Chi Golden Bridge, suppressing a giant divine crocodile beneath him.

The divine crocodile emitted a buzzing sound: "Human descendants, don't think that you can do whatever you want just because you have a supreme weapon."

"Once your cultivation is exhausted, I will slaughter you all."

Zhang Sanfeng ignored them and instead shouted to the young men and women who had just come out, as well as the thirty "mortals": "Go and demolish the Great Thunderclap Temple, let more crocodiles come out, and use their blood to sacrifice to the Five-Colored Altar."

He had already realized that the reason why the Nine Dragons Pulling the Coffin had stopped was because it lacked "motivation".

Sacrificing blood to the five-colored altar is enough to activate its power and allow the Nine Dragons Pulling the Coffin to set sail again.

"Disciple accepts the order!"

Thus, these thirteen young men and women, along with thirty "mortals," arrived before the Great Thunderclap Temple.

One of the boys glanced at the temple and exclaimed, "No wonder it was the Buddha's sacred site. It has been abandoned for over two thousand years on the ancient planet Yinghuo, and the artifacts left behind still possess spirituality."

He glanced at Ye Fan and his group of thirty and said, "This is a Buddhist temple, and there may be karma involved. If you don't care about this karma, you can go inside and find some magical artifacts and treasures."

His words surprised Ye Fan and the others.

The Great Thunder Temple is the sacred site of the Buddha.

They believe that in a world where spiritual practice exists, Shakyamuni Buddha must be the most powerful and top-tier practitioner.

What the Buddha left behind must all be treasures.

Ye Fan and his classmates never imagined that they, as "mortals," could obtain treasures.

Now, hearing the boy's words and looking at the other twelve boys and girls, it turned out they all had the same plan.

In particular, there was a young nun dressed in a black monk's robe who laughed and said, "Go and take it. Master Xuanxuan told us that this journey of nine dragons pulling a coffin should have been your opportunity."

"We are fortunate enough to be able to take advantage of your opportunity to travel to the outer realms for cultivation. As for divine weapons and magical artifacts, we have no shortage of them."

After she finished speaking, the thirteen cultivators began to kill the little crocodile as Zhang Sanfeng had instructed, to provide materials for the blood sacrifice to the five-colored altar.

"Buddha's treasure, your Uncle Pangbo has arrived!"

Pang Bo, who was next to Ye Fan, was the first to rush into the Great Thunderclap Temple.

The other students, not wanting to be left behind, also wanted to obtain something from the Great Thunderclap Temple.

Ye Fan watched them leave in a hurry, but he wasn't too anxious. Instead, he stared at an ancient tree at the entrance of the Great Thunderclap Temple, lost in thought.

This is an ancient Bodhi tree, as vigorous as a writhing dragon, its entire body withered, with only five or six green leaves scattered about two meters above the ground, each one crystal clear, shimmering with green light, like jade.

"Thousands of years have passed, and there is still a trace of life. This Bodhi tree is extraordinary."

Ye Fan looked at the six crystal-clear green leaves and noticed that there were some almost invisible green clouds rippling around them. A small portion of them drifted towards the five-colored altar in the distance, while most of them disappeared into the roots of the tree.

Amidst the verdant glow, there seemed to be a vibrant life force that captivated Ye Fan's heart.

Curious, he squatted down and dug away the soil around the tree roots to investigate what was underneath.

Soon, Ye Fan held a Bodhi seed the size of a walnut in his palm. It had no shimmering light, no brilliance, no swirling glow, and its color was dull and ordinary; if one did not pay attention, it would be mistaken for a clod of dirt.

This scene was actually witnessed by Zhang Sanfeng and the thirteen young men and women. "Perhaps, the opportunity he received far surpassed that of his classmates in the temple."

"It was all his own choice. Out of the thirty people, only he was willing to take another look at this Bodhi tree."

The boys and girls who came from Earth had no idea what Ye Fan had obtained, and no one was curious.

The treasures they carried with them, even the worst ones, were Great Sage Divine Weapons. They didn't think that the Great Thunderclap Temple could contain anything more valuable than their own.

Furthermore, if such a treasure truly existed, it wouldn't be something they could simply take.

Zhang Sanfeng himself was right beside them, but he didn't say a word.

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Ye Fan followed his classmates into the ancient temple and found that the atmosphere among them was a bit strange, as if some conflict had occurred.

His friend Pang Bo is currently in a standoff with Liu Yunzhi, Li Changqing, Wang Yan, and several others.

"what happened?"

Upon seeing Ye Fan arrive, Pang Bo said angrily, "These shameless bastards actually snatched the treasure that Yiyi got first!"

Liu Yiyi is one of Ye Fan's classmates who is not doing very well. Although she is not bad-looking, she is very quiet and seems to have low self-esteem.

After hearing Pang Bo's words, Ye Fan stood beside him and said coldly, "Hand over the items!"

"you……"

These students were all intimidated by Ye Fan.

Pang Bo is tall and strong, and can be considered to be among the top in terms of "combat strength".

Ye Fan didn't look any taller or stronger than them, but his strength far surpassed that of ordinary people.

Not long ago, while climbing Mount Tai, encouraged by Lin Jia, Ye Fan carried a classmate in one hand and still walked briskly, which was simply superhuman.

Faced with the pressure from Ye Fan and Pang Bo, these students, even with magical artifacts in their possession, felt a sense of fear.

"We're all classmates, and we might have to rely on each other in the future. I suggest you return the things to Yiyi, otherwise you'll have to bear the consequences."

Lin Jia actually spoke up too, and stood with Ye Fan and the others.

Among her classmates, she and Zhou Yi were the most special, because they had both embarked on the path of spiritual cultivation.

Ye Fan looked at Lin Jia with a strange expression. After two years apart, his old classmate's personality had become somewhat "domineering".

Under pressure from Ye Fan and his group, Liu Yunzhi and the others reluctantly returned the items to Liu Yiyi.

This is an ancient bronze lamp, which is arguably the most complete and most wondrous of the treasures acquired by the students.

After all, within the ancient lamps, there is still a faint light illuminating the darkness.

Ye Fan took it first, and in a daze, he heard Buddhist chanting in his ears: "Om Mani Padme Hum..."

Not only did he hear it, but the other students also heard it; it rang out from all directions.

Amidst the chanting of Buddhist prayers, the temple began to tremble, as if it were about to collapse.

"Hurry, the Great Thunderclap Temple is about to collapse."

As they hurriedly prepared to leave, they suddenly heard an even more astonished voice: "Buddha, I, Old Sun, am about to emerge. When that time comes, I will definitely settle accounts with you!"

Through the collapsed back wall of the Great Thunderclap Temple, they saw in the distance that five colors of light—red, blue, yellow, white, and black—soared into the sky, like a five-colored divine mountain.

The one who calls himself "Old Sun" seems to have made his voice coming from beneath that Five-Colored Divine Mountain.

(End of this chapter)