This is not how immortals cultivate

Chapter 509 The body transforms into all things, all things unite, one person is heaven and earth, heaven and earth are one person.

boom!
A golden sword soars into the sky, facing the inevitable blow of destiny.

Xiang Yuan used his almost Heavenly Emperor-like physical body as the sword's body, the small world as the sword's edge, and his own will as the sword intent, combining the three to form an extremely powerful strike.

Pointing straight to the heavens, tearing through the wind and clouds, penetrating layers of legal barriers, it directly confronts the fist imprint of the Heavenly Emperor's Dharma form.

At the same time, two figures leaped out, one on the left and one on the right.

A figure swept across the clouds like the wind, dressed in white, with a golden light shining between his brows, his gaze both cold and compassionate.

Guanyin Bodhisattva!

She arrived riding on a lotus, with a golden Buddhist wheel appearing behind her, illuminating all things and purifying cause and effect.

Another figure moved like stars returning to their orbits, the trajectory of the Heavenly Dao faintly emerging amidst the fluttering of his robes, and the ground beneath his feet resonated with the principles of law, transforming into golden steps.

There is no boat to cross the river!
In the present Qianyuan Realm, only Xiang Yuan and Ji Wuzhou, these two guys who are entangled with the Heavenly Emperor, are qualified to face the Mandate of Heaven.

One had too many opportunities, and the other was born well.

As for the rest, whether it's Bai Wuyan or Su Ran Sword Master, the Wujie Sword can sever the heavens and break the Dao, and the Nijie Sword can make all laws become empty. The strong are strong, but because they are cultivators of the Qianyuan Realm, they can only be shareholders. Facing destiny directly is not a big problem, but repelling destiny is a big problem.

It's not impossible for them to defy destiny. Guanyin Bodhisattva is the best example. As long as you are strong enough, you can fight against destiny even without it.

Bai Wuyan is the Queen Mother of the West, and Su Ran Sword Venerable has the ultimate transformation of the Six Paths Goddess. There is a possibility that they will have a showdown in the future. Right now, they are still lacking something. They should go back and take the elixir of immortality first, and try to regain all their magic power as soon as possible!

After a deafening roar, the sea of ​​clouds surged, and the Heavenly Palace was reduced to rubble.

The majestic Heavenly Palace was as fragile as paper. One after another, the magnificent palaces turned into ruins, and the four Heavenly Gates collapsed with a crash. If Xiang Yuan had not intervened at the last moment to seal the barrier between the Heavenly Realm and the Human Realm, these ruins would have surely fallen to the mortal world.

The three figures retreated simultaneously, and the towering Heavenly Emperor's Dharma Image, having failed to achieve its goal, slowly withdrew its fist.

The Heavenly Emperor frowned slightly, a look of solemnity flashing in his eyes. He ignored the three challengers and glanced at Chan'er on the sidelines. The Samsara Mirror had just shone on the Nine Extremes Dao Platform, putting immense pressure on him.

He glanced at Bai Wuyan and Su Ran Sword Master again. These guys, who were not qualified to challenge destiny, were no ordinary people. Each one was more troublesome than the last. Just in case, he decided to drive the hidden dangers out of the battlefield first.

This Heavenly Emperor is clearly incredibly powerful, yet he's excessively cautious!

Buzz buzz————

Ninefold star rings spread out from the Nine Extremes Dao Platform, and the Wheel of Destiny spun with myriad laws. Using the laws of the small world, an endless barrier was laid out, and a chasm instantly cut across the sky, isolating the hidden dangers outside, leaving only Xiang Yuan and Ji Wuzhou.

And Guanyin Bodhisattva.

Logically speaking, Guanyin Bodhisattva is also a potential threat. The Heavenly Emperor's target is the Great Luo Heaven, and the people he wants to kill are Xiang Yuan and Ji Wuzhou, who are entangled with the Heavenly Dao of Qianyuan Realm. Guanyin Bodhisattva has the cultivation to defy the will of Heaven, which is a variable and should be excluded.

The Heavenly Emperor did indeed try to do so, attempting to block it from entering, but because Guanyin Bodhisattva's words made perfect sense, he failed.

Simply put, he cleared the area; he didn't kick people out.

This is a bit embarrassing!
"Truly worthy of being called a Bodhisattva, the Buddha's teachings are indeed boundless."

Overjoyed at the sight of the distant view, he casually knocked on the door of the Great Thunderclap Temple. With four against one, the advantage was in his hands, so he quickly stabbed the Heavenly Emperor in the back.

A relic or a lotus pedestal will do; the Buddha used whatever was convenient for him.

Buddha did not open the door, indicating that he could not understand what Xiang Yuan was saying. The Heavenly Emperor has the power to suppress all ages, all realms, and all eons. He is a leader that is hard to find even with a lantern. What reason does a Buddhist monk like him have to betray the Heavenly Emperor?
What do you mean by "stab me once" or "take credit for my service"? We monks don't engage in fighting or killing, nor do we care about worldly fame and fortune. Next time you knock on the door, don't say things you don't understand.

What do you want to hear? Say something!

Xiang Yuan was furious. His first impression of Buddha was terrible. In comparison, Bodhisattva was simply stunningly beautiful and deserved to be considered one of his own.

Seeing that Xiang Yuan had no wisdom and only knew how to fight and kill all day long, the compassionate Buddha put his hands together and said slowly, "This battle is a struggle between the Heavenly Emperor and the false emperor. It is not appropriate for us monks to intervene. This Bodhisattva, you have overstepped your bounds."

As soon as he finished speaking, Buddha raised his right hand, and the swastika symbol in his palm spun. Although there was no Buddhist Dharma descending from the sky, boundless light bloomed, creating a pure land of Buddhism, and taking him and Guanyin Bodhisattva to a golden world of illusion and reality.

Within the boundless light, Guanyin Bodhisattva was equally unambiguous. After saying "each serves their own master," she showed no mercy to the bald monk, manifesting her thousand-armed form and playing a game of clapping with the Buddha...

Ignoring the world-destroying special effects, in Xiang Yuan's eyes, these two Buddhist masters were simply acting.

Xiang Yuan was completely distraught. He sent a telepathic message to the Bodhisattva, asking what the other side had said.

Upon trying, he actually made contact. Whether it was the Boundless Light or the illusory Pure Land, nothing could stop the communication signal at the level of the Heavenly Emperor's will.

Is it really impossible to stop them?
It's so infuriating!

"Great Heavenly Venerable, do not panic. Let this humble monk inquire, and perhaps the World-Honored One will give this humble monk an explanation," Guanyin Bodhisattva replied gently, telling Xiang Yuan to calm down.

How could I not be furious? Our Jade Emperor was beaten like a dog!
Xiang Yuan rolled his eyes. Ji Wuzhou did not have the Heavenly Emperor's Dharma Image. His registered name at the Origin of Heaven was not this. He only had the Dharma Image of the Jade Emperor of the Golden Palace of Haotian. Although he was in the center and still extremely noble, he was only a younger brother compared to the Heavenly Emperor's Dharma Image.

Moreover, this younger brother has not yet been blessed with good fortune; he is the youngest of all the younger brothers.

In a single encounter, the younger brother was pinned to the ground and subjected to all sorts of abuse by the older brother.

The broken sampan was furious. His disciple was watching, the shareholders who had a relationship with his disciple were watching, and even the Buddha, the shareholder on the other side, was watching. They didn't give him any face at all. Did they really think he was someone who could be easily manipulated?

Anger welled up in his heart, and evil thoughts took root in his heart. Ji Wuzhou, riding the Jade Emperor's Dharma image, raised his arm to block the descending force of heavenly punishment, and at the same time shouted:
"Disciple, save me!"

boom!
A towering figure rose from the ground, obscuring the sky.

It was a Dharma image that was a thousand feet tall, with three heads and six arms. Each of the three aspects was different, like an ancient god descending. Every inch of its muscles contained the power to destroy the world, and every step it took made the heavens and earth tremble.

The three-headed, six-armed, thousand-foot-tall Dharma form rose from the ground and leaped onto the platform that spanned the sky. Its six arms wielded boundless divine power, and it fought head-on against the Heavenly Emperor's Dharma form to a standstill.

Without any fancy mechanisms or supernatural powers, he used only the purest and most primal physical strength to continuously swing his six arms.

Reaching the pinnacle of a skill is the way; reaching the limit of power is also a kind of... destiny!
With all six arms outstretched, the shadows of fists overlapped one after another, like waves crashing out, carrying the force of splitting the heavens and earth, without a trace of falsehood, like mountains and seas overturning and crushing the sky, pure, domineering, and unstoppable.

Facing the simple, crude, yet extremely violent fist imprint, the Heavenly Emperor's Dharma Image remained unmoved. A golden, radiant wheel appeared in his palm, and with a gentle turn, countless paths converged, dissolving the violent power into nothingness.

Before the Heavenly Emperor's Dharma Form could retaliate, the second punch had already arrived.

Then came the third punch, the fourth punch, the fifth punch...

The Heavenly Emperor's Dharma form remained as steady as a mountain, his palm gleaming with light. Each move seemed capable of rewriting the rules and suppressing all resistance.

The ultimate showdown between power and strategy!

After a brief stalemate, the two palms were no match for six fists, and the advantage of having more arms gradually gave the Thousand-Foot Dharma Image the upper hand.

The thousand-foot-tall Dharma Image had bulging muscles and tendons like a dragon. Its six arms roared with wind and thunder in alternating layers, forcing the Heavenly Emperor's Dharma Image to retreat frequently and even revealing its flaws several times.

Pure mechanics could no longer withstand the terrifying power of 'one force can break all laws'. Although the Heavenly Emperor was dissatisfied, he could only suppress his irritation and resort to the crude tactics that he usually disdained.

The two statues collided violently, unleashing a deafening roar!

Each collision stirred up ripples in space, completely tearing apart the remaining sea of ​​clouds and turning it into a chaotic land.

Contesting strength has always been Xiang Yuan's forte. When the Heavenly Emperor stepped into it, his decline had just begun to recover when he was instantly overwhelmed by the overwhelming barrage of fists.

The Heaven and Earth Manifestations technique consumes a great deal of energy, and only magical power can sustain it. Ordinary True Immortals cannot withstand such intense consumption.

Xiang Yuan's arrival was unexpected.

Whether it's his physical body, which is almost like that of a Heavenly Emperor, or the abundant medicinal power within him, both guarantee his terrifying magical power far exceeding that of a true immortal, as well as his endurance that is unimaginable to ordinary people.

The thousand-foot-tall Dharma Image, seemingly tireless, unleashed the most direct, brutal, and awe-inspiring battle of power.

On the sidelines, Sword Master Su Ran saw that everyone was stunned. He sorted out his thoughts and looked at each person with an incredulous expression.

I didn't look at Shang Qingmeng, but mainly at Bai Wuyan. I was amazed and thought that the old woman with the yellow face had a strong body that could withstand all kinds of hardships and hadn't fallen apart yet.

Nobody paid any attention to me!

In the arena, Ji Wuzhou closed his eyes for a long time.

He stood at the edge of the Nine Extremes Dao Platform, unmoved as a mountain amidst the storm, holding a jet-black, night-like blade of no regrets in his palm.

This divine weapon was used by Ji Wuzhou for both spiritual and physical cultivation. It lacked the majesty of an imperial sword, the supreme divine power of other Heavenly Emperor-level treasures, and even the dazzling light.

It was as if a wisp of darkness had crawled out from the cycle of reincarnation, and within that darkness lay a suffocating aura.

This aura, while generally harmless to ordinary people, was of little danger to Ji Wuzhou himself, or rather, to the Heavenly Emperor…

That's not very friendly!
As a Heavenly Emperor who only wanted to live his own life, Ji Wuzhou's intentions in refining this treasure are self-evident.

Severing my ego, I will not become the Heavenly Emperor, and I will have no regrets!
The moment he opened his eyes, Ji Wuzhou's eyes surged with an unusual light, and a pitch-black blade, as if tearing through the void, appeared in the hand of the Jade Emperor's Dharma Image.

Man and blade became one, man and form became one; a streak of black light rushed by and suddenly disappeared, as if it had never existed.

When it reappeared, it had already circled behind the Heavenly Emperor's Dharma Image.

Once the blade is drawn, there is no turning back; the wind and clouds stand still.

Like the black waterfall of the Styx cleaving the sky, tearing apart the layers of heavenly laws that blocked the way, leaving an indelible mark behind the image of the Heavenly Emperor.

This strike struck at the very heart of cause and effect, turning the entire image of the Heavenly Emperor black.

The Heavenly Emperor's expression changed drastically, and the golden light between his brows flickered erratically. He was wounded by Wu Hui, or rather, he was corrupted by Wu Hui, who was not the Heavenly Emperor. His entire will was in turmoil.

His face turned pale, he bowed his head and coughed up blood, his black robe tore open, revealing the Heavenly Emperor's body that bore the Mandate of Heaven.

On that body, there was a deeply etched knife mark!
This strike was like the last straw that broke the camel's back. The Heavenly Emperor's Dharma Image, which was passionately fighting with the Thousand-Foot Dharma Image, suddenly froze, its golden light began to dim, and cracks began to appear on its once indestructible body.

In a daze, even destiny seemed somewhat unstable.

boom! !

Seizing the opportunity, the thousand-foot-tall Dharma Image roared and unleashed its six arms, slamming them fiercely into the chest, shoulders, head, and neck of the Heavenly Emperor Dharma Image.

The Heavenly Emperor's Dharma form was no longer able to resist. Its massive body crashed to the ground, slamming onto the Dao platform and severing a large number of Dharma threads.

With a swift stride, the thousand-foot-tall Dharma Image mounted the Heavenly Emperor Dharma Image and unleashed a barrage of attacks, his fists raining down like raindrops, each strike carrying the power to destroy the heavens and the earth.

The golden light shattered, but the fighting spirit intensified!
Under the dense barrage of fist shadows, the body of the Heavenly Emperor's Dharma Image continuously cracked, golden light splashed everywhere, divine patterns peeled off piece by piece, and laws broke off one after another, making the entire Heavenly Emperor's Dharma Image look like a clay statue with its gold paint peeled off, both disheveled and eerie.

boom!
The six arms pressed down swiftly, sometimes gripping the arms of the Heavenly Emperor's image, suppressing it completely; sometimes pressing down on its chest, sealing its breath; sometimes clamping its neck, preventing it from turning over.

Not wasting the opportunity that Ji Wuzhou had fought for, Xiang Yuan used his absolute power and will to completely suppress the Heavenly Emperor's Dharma Image and render it unable to move, taking advantage of the moment when the Heavenly Emperor's Dharma Image and destiny were unstable.

The three figures of the thousand-foot-tall Dharma Image looked down together, and on the face in the center, the vertical eye between the eyebrows slowly opened.

With a single glance, a faint, chaotic light emanated from the small world, taking shape and transforming into a giant sword that shot down.

The sword light pierced through the face of the Heavenly Emperor's Dharma Image, and its momentum continued downward, penetrating the Dharma Image's body before finally sinking deep into the Nine Extremes Dao Platform below.

The entire platform emitted a mournful cry, its golden light flickering erratically. But what Xiang Yuan didn't expect was that the sword wound that had pierced through the Heavenly Emperor's Dharma Image was slowly healing. At first, it was just a slight change, but then the self-healing speed became faster and faster.

The crack closed, as if the devastating blow had never existed!

Not only did the Ancient Mirror of Reincarnation fail, but the invincible Chaos Light also failed to work.

The last one to take the Chaos Light without taking damage was Frieza, who was hit in the chest by Xiang Yuan's sword, only his clothes were wrinkled, and then he looked at the unburnable trash with even more disdain.

What kind of background does this Heavenly Emperor have that he can be compared to Frieza?

Amidst his shock, Xiang Yuan had a strange idea: the Heavenly Emperor and Master Jingyun were of the same level. Now that he could pin the Heavenly Emperor to the ground and unleash his fury, did that mean he could also pin Master Jingyun to the ground and unleash his fury?
The requirements aren't high; at least make sure Jingyun's makeup is ruined.

The idea was a bit too rebellious, and now was not the time to think about such things. Xiang Yuan pressed down on the chest and arms of the Heavenly Emperor's Dharma Image, and with both fists, he punched the Heavenly Emperor's Dharma Image on the head one punch after another.

Golden light shimmered everywhere.

Beside him, Ji Wuzhou stood with his eyes closed, preparing to unleash his ultimate move for a second chance.

As Xiang Yuan swung his fist, he observed that the golden paint on the Heavenly Emperor's Dharma Image, which had been shattered before, was rapidly healing. The entire Dharma Image was indestructible and indestructible, as if it could never be erased.

This stirred up a storm in his heart, and a strong sense of unease rose within him.

What to do? This Heavenly Emperor looks incredibly powerful!
"Great Heavenly Venerable, this humble monk has asked some crucial questions..."

At the critical moment, Guanyin Bodhisattva contacted Xiang Yuan. Just now, when the Heavenly Emperor's Dharma form was rapidly healing itself, Buddha was smug and deliberately, by accident, exposed the Heavenly Emperor's true colors.

The Heavenly Emperor's Dharma Form is not invincible. The reason why the Heavenly Emperor, who is a beggar, can exercise the mandate of heaven in the Qianyuan Realm is all related to the Nine Extremes Dao Platform.

This magical artifact is not the Heavenly Emperor's supreme treasure, or rather, only a part of it is. The Heavenly Emperor hid the entire Celestial Realm within the Nine Extremes Dao Platform, which is why the Celestial Realm is not visible in the Three Realms...

Buddha was extremely annoyed and regretted revealing such important information.

Enraged, he said even more!

The Heavenly Emperor knew how dangerous the raiding tactic was, and he also knew that the Buddha was unreliable. Therefore, he carried the Heavenly Realm with him and threw the Buddha out of the Heavenly Realm, so that no one but himself could access the Great Luo Heaven of the Heavenly Realm.

We reject base raids and all those who lead the way!

What use is a traitor like you to me?

Xiang Yuan was furious. Such crucial intelligence—why did Buddha have to wait until he returned empty-handed and was turned away before revealing it? Therefore…

Buddha must have a solution.

Give me that damn phone number, I'll talk to Buddha myself!
Xiang Yuan kicked open the temple door of Da Leiyin Temple, plopped down on the prayer mat, blew out the lamp, and asked Buddha to make his point: what did he really want?

“Benefactor, we each serve our own masters, so there’s no need for further words of persuasion.” The Buddha shook his head repeatedly, his face filled with loyalty to the Heavenly Emperor.

Xiang Yuan ignored him and said irritably, "If you don't surrender and give the Heavenly Emperor a stab, you'll be ridden on by him for the rest of your life and be his dog for all eternity."

The Buddha remained silent, his face expressionless.

While what you say makes a lot of sense, what's wrong with being a dog of the Heavenly Emperor? Isn't that what everyone does? As a monk who has purified himself of worldly desires, how could I be unable to let go of even this?
"You're so shameless, you managed to write so much..."

Xiang Yuan was so angry he didn't even want to roll his eyes: "Abbot! Buddha! Now that things have come to this, stop pretending to be crazy. Tell me, what do I want for you to turn against me?"

"It is not this humble monk who is feigning madness, but you, benefactor."

The Buddha smiled slightly, raised his hand and held up a flower: "You have spoken with me several times, yet you have never revealed your identity. I do not know who you are, so how dare I speak nonsense? You are making things difficult for me!"

"I am the Great Emperor of Gouchen Shanggong, the Great Emperor of Dongji Qinghua, the Great Emperor Zhenwu!"

Xiang Yuan roughly understood what was going on and said quickly, "That guy posing over there is the Jade Emperor. There is no Heavenly Emperor in the Qianyuan Realm..."

He paused for a moment, then said, "Buddha insisted on finding someone who could keep his word, and insisted on finding a Heavenly Emperor. I am willing to defy the world and boldly declare that I am all alone, helpless and lonely."

Three consecutive orphans, ranking among the top three orphans.

But whether it is a solitary figure or one of the three most powerful ministers depends on the circumstances; the Buddha will decide whichever he prefers.

"Amitabha……"

Buddha clasped his hands together, rose and bowed: "It is indeed the Great Heavenly Venerable in person. This humble monk has failed to greet you properly. Please forgive me."

"Does Buddha really need to go to such lengths? You know perfectly well what's going on in your heart, so why do you insist on bringing it up out in front of me?"

"If I don't make it clear, wouldn't it be just wishful thinking on my part?"

The Buddha's slight smile was full of wisdom. Some things are indeed not suitable to be publicized, but if they are not made clear, who will he take responsibility for later?
Is it that there is no boat to cross the river, or that one should head towards the distant horizon?
"Alright, Buddha, you are wise enough. Whatever makes you happy. Now that you've opened the window, do you want this position as the Western Buddha or not?"

"As bestowed by the Great Heavenly Venerable, this humble monk dares not disobey. I hereby offer my meager magical power to assist the Great Heavenly Venerable in suppressing the false emperor!"

The Buddha bowed again, and then said, "So that the Great Heavenly Venerable may know..."

"The Emperor will suffice."

"It was a slip of the tongue by this humble monk. I almost forgot that the Great Emperor is just the Great Emperor, while the true Heavenly Venerable is the Jade Emperor."

The Buddha's smile grew even more satisfied: "It's good that the Great Emperor knows that the false emperor possesses the Heavenly Emperor's Dharma Form and the Nine Extremes Dao Platform. When the two are combined, he can transform into all things, and all things can merge together, so that one person becomes heaven and earth, and heaven and earth become one person..."

The Buddha betrayed the Heavenly Emperor completely, revealing all the information in one go.

The Heavenly Emperor's Dharma Image is not indestructible!
To destroy the Heavenly Emperor's Dharma Image, one must first destroy the Nine Extremes Dao Platform. Only by erasing the foundation of the Heavenly Emperor's Dharma Image can the Heavenly Emperor be completely killed.

Otherwise, no matter how many times the Heavenly Emperor's Dharma Form is severely injured, even if the damage accumulates to the point of being fatal, the mere fatal wound can heal itself instantly.

The chaotic light that seemed to be unleashed towards the distance had already damaged the Nine Extremes Dao Platform, but it was already out of control and not enough to completely destroy the foundation of the Nine Extremes Dao Platform. Three or five more strikes should be enough.

"Three or five more shots..."

Xiang Yuan's eye twitched. It's easy for Buddha to talk when he's not in the situation. Yes, there's no such thing as a countdown timer for the Chaos Light. He'll just have to persevere and grit his teeth. Three or five shots won't be a problem.

The key point is that the Celestial Realm is hidden within the Nine Extremes Dao Platform. If the Nine Extremes Dao Platform is erased, the Celestial Realm will cease to exist.

What's the point of this interdimensional war if we can't seize any spoils?

Even if we concede that the Celestial Realm also has its inhabitants, destroying an entire realm...

Xiang Yuan asked himself honestly, and he knew he couldn't do it.

"The Emperor is merciful; he is indeed not the aloof Heavenly Emperor of the past!"

The Buddha smiled faintly: "If the Great Emperor had agreed just now, this humble monk might have left directly. Although Guanyin Bodhisattva would not have left, she would certainly have been utterly disappointed. Thus, we would have remained neutral."

Xiang Yuan didn't say anything, his face full of black lines.

Other companies are quick to scrutinize resumes when hiring, but with such excellent conditions in Qianyuan Realm, Buddha is being picky.

"Your Majesty, please don't be offended. This humble monk has staked his life and fortune on this. It's always better to be cautious."

The Buddha suppressed his smile and said solemnly, "In this battle, this humble monk is willing to risk his life, take up the butcher's knife and persuade the Heavenly Emperor to lay down his knife, so as to obtain a place of refuge for Mount Ling and to obtain a promise from the Great Emperor."

What promise is it?

"If Your Majesty agrees, then so be it. Monks are compassionate and merciful; how could they possibly harm Your Majesty?"

"..."

I never believed that before, and hearing it coming from someone as big as you makes me even less likely to believe it.

The Buddha didn't speak either. He was willing to risk his life just to get a promise from the Great Emperor. What harm was there in believing him?

Xiang Yuan hesitated for a long time without agreeing. He turned his head and transmitted his voice to Guanyin Bodhisattva, asking, "Bodhisattva, I believe in you. Can I grant this promise?"

"Permission granted."

The gentle voice of Guanyin Bodhisattva reached his ears: "If anything goes wrong in the future, this humble monk is willing to repay with his own life."

How can I repay it? Is it through the method of repaying the Guanyin Bodhisattva who grants children?

Xiang Yuan thought to himself, "Giving her life is enough. I've always wanted Bai Yue Jushi to live." He nodded and said, "I have some connection with the Bodhisattva. With her as my guarantor, I am willing to see Buddha fight to the death and I am also willing to make a promise."

"Amitabha, good, good, good."

The Buddha slowly pushed his hands, clasped together in front of his chest, apart, ending the encrypted call with Xiang Yuan inside, and dispersing the illusory Pure Land beyond.

boom!
A corner of the Nine Extremes Dao Platform collapsed, and the damaged area is irreversibly sandy.

On the platform, the Heavenly Emperor suppressed his mind, which had been disturbed by Ji Wuzhou. With the return of the Mandate of Heaven, the Heavenly Emperor's Dharma form radiated boundless golden light, forcing back the thousand-foot Dharma form, which was so crude that it could only swing its fists.

The image of the Heavenly Emperor slowly rose, his black robes cascading with starlight, holding the Wheel of Destiny in his palm, and looking contemptuously at Xiang Yuan and Ji Wuzhou.

The Emperor's disdainful smile vanished in less than three seconds, replaced by an intensely sinister expression.

In front of them stood Xiang Yuan and Ji Wuzhou, and behind them stood Buddha and Guanyin Bodhisattva. The four figures stood in the four directions. Apart from Ji Wuzhou, who looked completely bewildered, the other three all had compassionate expressions on their faces, as if they were advising people to lay down their butcher's knives.

Winner's face!
"Buddha, you have ultimately chosen to betray me!"

The Heavenly Emperor's tone was gloomy: "Very well, I knew long ago that this bald monk was not trustworthy. Your sacred mountain is in my hands. Since you have chosen yourself, then I will destroy this useless sacred mountain."

"Amitabha……"

“Mount Ling is not in the hands of the false emperor, but in your heart. You have abandoned Mount Ling, so where does Mount Ling come from?”

The Buddha smiled calmly, flicked his finger and pointed towards the human world of Qianyuan Realm, in the direction of Xiniu Hezhou, a golden light turned from illusion to reality.

Xiangyuan had never started construction, and the vacant land that had been reserved for Lingshan had actually grown into Lingshan.

Upon closer inspection, one will discover that Lingshan Mountain grew out of the mountain behind Dajue Temple...

The Heavenly Emperor was taken aback: "Bald monk, is Mount Ling not in the Celestial Realm?"

"exist!"

With a flicker of his body, Buddha transformed into a golden light and vanished into Xiniu Hezhou. At the same time, he leaped out and arrived at Mount Ling, where the Heavenly Realm was located.

In the boundless light, the Great Buddha...

Take the butcher's knife!

Sigrún has taught at the Iceland University of the Arts as a part-time lecturer since and was Dean of the Department of Fine Art from -. In – she held a research position at Reykjavík Art Museum focusing on the role of women in Icelandic art. She studied fine art at the Icelandic College of Arts and Crafts and at Pratt Institute, New York, and holds BA and MA degrees in art history and philosophy from the University of Iceland. Sigrún lives and works in Iceland.

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