Mythology

Chapter 483 He is an existence that cannot be looked at directly.

The Sandalwood Merit Buddha opened its enormous mouth, and the clouds and mist that enveloped the temple suddenly solidified.

Yang He could sense that the Sandalwood Merit Buddha was the true person in charge of the Chang'an banquet, and even had a close connection with Tang Sanzang.

The aura of returning to nothingness brought by the three Ghost Celestial Venerables combined can only damage the skin and flesh.

"Not even close."

Yang He narrowed his eyes. He had to make sure that the Sandalwood Merit Buddha descended to the mortal world. Otherwise, once the role fusion began, his older brother might take the opportunity to run away, leaving him in a very awkward predicament.

He muttered pretentiously that it was impossible, after all, his brother was different from other immortals and Buddhas. The Sandalwood Merit Buddha descended to earth in his true form, and his sincerity was truly overwhelming.

The Sandalwood Merit Buddha swallowed all the aura of the Void, leaving only a patch of pus on its forehead, followed by a tongue covered with eyeballs protruding from its giant mouth.

"Yang He, do you know your mistake?!"

On the third inquiry, the words of the Sandalwood Merit Buddha were already tinged with murderous intent.

Yang He remained calm and composed, outwardly showing some respect to the Sandalwood Merit Buddha, while simultaneously absorbing the nourishment offered by the Ghost True Lord.

The Primordial Era is more than halfway through, and the Ghost True Lord's feedback is enough to allow him to reach the second realm of the Great Luo Golden Immortal.

Compared to Yang He's restless ambition, since the appearance of the Sandalwood Merit Buddha, Tang Sanzang's consciousness has fallen into silence, and the flood of fragmented memories is extremely chaotic.

"Ugh."

The monks of Hongfu Temple let out a long sigh in unison.

"Elder Tang, could it be that you were once an incarnation of the Sandalwood Merit Buddha?"

The memories passed down by Tang Sanzang were very chaotic, and he didn't even know the origin of the Sandalwood Merit Buddha. He only believed that the immortals and Buddhas eating mortals was related to him.

He didn't want to exist in this world and wanted Yang He to leave Hongfu Temple, so there was no need for them to die together.

Yang He remained silent and did not respond. Then he heard a young novice monk crying loudly in a nearby palace, “Yang He, perhaps becoming a blood sacrifice is the right thing to do?”
After Tang Sanzang finished speaking, he began to resist being attached to Yang He's body.

Consciousness began to sink into boundless darkness.

Perhaps if I die, all the mortals in Chang'an will be able to live a few more years.

Struggling is pointless.

"Stop talking nonsense!!"

Yang He was thoroughly annoyed by Tang Seng's adolescent self-destructive tendencies. He looked up at the Sandalwood Merit Buddha, his brows furrowed with murderous intent.

Tang Sanzang was surprised that he could empathize with the situation.

Yang He actually wants to... devour the Sandalwood Merit Buddha?!
"Why can immortals and Buddhas eat people, while humans can only do as they please? Elder Tang, just you wait."

[Deep integration has been completed. The permanent characters <Netherworld Patrol Sea Ghost Yuan True Lord>, <Ksitigarbha King>, and <Ksitigarbha King> can no longer be played and have been merged into the new permanent character <Netherworld Patrol Sea Ghost Yuan True Lord>.]

The moment Yang He completed the fusion with the Ghost True Monarch, his flesh and bones collapsed into dust.

boom.

He vanished into nothingness, and then, in a mere half-breath, reshaped his body and soul.

The body and soul are reshaped through the Daoist temple, and every inch bears the Daoist imprint of the Myriad Transformations Tree. The aura reaches its peak, representing the successful attainment of the "Disaster Sign".

Yang He's actions were also carried out in full view of everyone, leaving even the immortals and Buddhas speechless.

On the one hand, they were surprised that Yang He was so fearless in the face of danger, and that even though he was about to die, he was able to maintain his Dao heart and seize the fleeting opportunity.

This is simply outrageous. Does this person have absolutely no fear?
On the other hand, the immortals and Buddhas felt that Yang He had schemed and plotted, only to break through a minor realm? With your wisdom and physique, you're only capable of two or three hundred years at most, right?
The disbelief gradually transformed into an indescribable sense of absurdity for Yang He.

The head of the Sandalwood Merit Buddha pierced through the clouds, and the sky was covered with golden light. Its image was exactly the same as that of the Buddha statue, and the people immediately knelt down to pray.

The common people could see that the Sandalwood Merit Buddha was aimed directly at Hongfu Temple.

They kept cursing Hongfu Temple, as if the danger was not brought by immortals or Buddhas, but by Yang He, who stood on the top of Hongfu Temple.

Yang He's lips curled up as he noticed that the Buddha of Sandalwood Merit was still in the Pure Land below the neck, with his head alone measuring a thousand meters in length, its size obscuring the sky and the sun.

Despite its seemingly ordinary face, the chest of the Sandalwood Merit Buddha was actually a mass of rotten flesh.

Yang He no longer hesitated and summoned the control panel.

[Consume 1000 points of Insight to select a character for deep fusion?]

"Select 【Namo Immaculate Ancient Buddha】 for deep integration."

The Sandalwood Merit Buddha exhaled a long breath, and the strange phenomenon of the Nine Turns of the Yellow Springs disappeared, leaving the Wanhua Heavenly Temple, which protected Hongfu Temple, riddled with holes.

Most of the monks were killed or injured, though this was insignificant compared to the sins they had committed.

Before he could even suppress his injuries, Kassapa Buddha eagerly stepped into Hongfu Temple, where he could already smell the faint aroma of Tang Monk's flesh.

"Amitabha."

His face was full of compassion, knowing that once the Sandalwood Merit Buddha made his move, Yang He would have no chance of stopping him.

As expected, the next step will be to divide up the ten generations of Jin Chanzi.

Ju Liusun Buddha was a step behind, followed closely by Shouxian and Baosheng Buddha. The three elders no longer concealed their identities and approached Hongfu Temple with gloomy expressions.

The remaining dozens of immortals and Buddhas were not to be outdone. The arrival of the Sandalwood Merit Buddha likely foreshadowed a redistribution of the feast of the Tenth Incarnation of Golden Cicada.

They were all ferocious and terrifying, like a horde of demons and monsters.

Snapped.

The sun that had been hanging high above the Myriad Transformations Heavenly Daoist Temple went out, and all the immortals and Buddhas were suddenly plunged into endless darkness. Their faces were filled with greed as the aura of the Daoist Temple dimmed, and they thought they might be able to seize the lineage left behind by Yang He.

Rumors are circulating in the upper realms that Yang He has rebelled against the Heavenly Gang, and the Daoist temple will eventually spiral out of control.

But they were all curious about how Yang He managed the Daoist temple, since even saints had to give it up, and Yang He was the only exception in the Three Realms.

Kasyapa Buddha, seeing that he was about to reach the summit of Qianyuan Mountain, took the initiative to descend in his true form.

"Yang He not only has a unique training ground, but also possesses many innate treasures. If we are too timid, we will miss the opportunity. We must take the risk."

A crack appeared in the spine of the incarnation, and a Buddha with countless eyes embedded in its body emerged from it. After retracting the incarnation, it climbed up the mountain peak using all four limbs.

Kassapa Buddha felt that since there was a Sandalwood Merit Buddha, Yang He could not possibly pose a threat to him.

Even if one's true self faces many limitations in the human world, it's still worth a try.

Seeing this, the immortals and Buddhas followed suit, but most of them still prioritized caution. Their hesitation allowed Kassapa Buddha to seize the initiative.

Kassapa Buddha disappeared into the thick fog formed by the twenty-four heavens.

An irresistible aroma wafts towards you.

Kassapa Buddha discerned that Tang Sanzang's flesh contained the aura of Yang He's soul.

"wrong."

He murmured in astonishment, "The Nine-Phase White Bone Body possessing innate corpse energy, the Wrathful Form refined from the Nine Bends of the Yellow Springs, the Heavenly Demon Body reincarnated from a great demon, and..."

There is another type of divine body and wisdom root, which Kassapa Buddha could not distinguish. He could only speculate that it was the supreme wisdom root nurtured by Immaculate Buddha.

"impossible!!!"

"How can the four conflicting types of immortal bodies and wisdom roots be integrated into one? Yang He is not good at creating external avatars, so how can the immortal bodies and wisdom roots of different avatars be concentrated together?"

Upon hearing these words, the expressions of the assembled deities and Buddhas varied.

Shouxian couldn't help but say, "Is this some kind of trickery? It's impossible that the incarnation is just an incarnation, and the real person is someone else entirely?!"

His doubts also remain an unsolved mystery. Yang He's three incarnations are not distinguished by primary or secondary roles, and all possess immortality. Is it possible that Yang He... has a little-known true body?

"Humph."

With a flick of his sleeve, Qingling Tianjun unleashed a burst of spiritual light that shattered the twenty-four heavens that were about to dissipate.

Immediately afterwards, Yang He's true appearance was revealed to the immortals and gods. His four heads displayed a variety of emotions, one ghost, one Buddha, one corpse, and one demon.

"He... is definitely not Yang He, or rather, he is definitely not Corpse Celestial Venerable, Ghost True Lord, or Immaculate Buddha!"

Kassapa Buddha's brows furrowed with fear. Even though Yang He looked ordinary, his supernatural powers of having four heads and eight arms were not uncommon among both immortals and Buddhas.

Suddenly!

Yang He's three heads opened their eyes, but the Buddha head remained half-closed.

Kassapa Buddha staggered back several steps, his right arm inexplicably spasming, his fingernails turning black ash, and lividity beginning to spread. A strong urge to vomit made him dry heave.

This wasn't an isolated incident; all the immortals and Buddhas present couldn't help but feel nauseous.

"What...what kind of monster is he?!"

Click click click.

Yang He's three heads, excluding the Buddha's head, emitted sounds of bones colliding, neck bones twisting, flesh writhing, and the three faces slowly squeezing and merging together.

Ultimately, they superimposed to form a bizarre and inexplicable three-sided face.

On the left is a demonic face with menacing fangs, on the right is a rotting corpse face oozing pus, and in the center is a demonic head with its mouth split open to its ears, revealing a mouthful of spiraling sharp teeth.

Its body and limbs are ordinary, yet the sense of oppression it exerts is unparalleled!

Yang He has already activated three Nuo flags. Compared to the disheveled state of the three immortals in the main world, his use of supernatural powers this time is a natural progression, and he now possesses a perfect immortal body.

puff!
The Kitchen God at the edge turned into minced meat and splattered everywhere. The Golden Immortal simply could not bear to look directly at Yang He, especially since the Kitchen God was merely an incarnation.

The gods and immortals were caught in a dilemma, and could only hope for the help of the Sandalwood Merit Buddha.

At the same time, the Sandalwood Merit Buddha had already surpassed Chang'an, with boundless light rising from behind his head, barely managing to hold on for a few breaths thanks to Tang Sanzang's consciousness.

Kassapa Buddha's joints were twisted, and his whole body was folded at a ninety-degree angle.

He was closest to Yang He, and could feel the unbearable terror even more acutely. Even the saints who were separated from their Daoist temples after the Investiture of the Gods could not reach such a level. What the saints pursue now is... the Dao of Nature!
Has Yang He gone mad? Could his true form have been hiding in the Ruins of Return all along?!
Otherwise, how could it be so disgusting?!

Kassapa Buddha watched as Yang He raised his gourd and drank the fine wine. Although it was clear that a Great Luo Golden Immortal could not possibly contend with a Primordial Golden Immortal, Yang He had the illusion that he had the Sandalwood Merit Buddha completely under his control.

"On the day this Buddha was born, all four directions were illuminated, rendering the sun, moon, and fire pearls useless. Because of this extraordinary phenomenon, he was named Universal Light..."

Kassapa Buddha was taken aback, and the monks of Hongfu Temple began chanting sutras without warning.

"His spiritual practice spanned nine lifetimes, namely: Pure Lapis Lazuli Body, Flame Net Adorned Body, Melodious Sound All-Pervading Body, Vajra Indestructible Body, Dharmadhatu Womb Body, Rainbow Light Play Body, Union of Compassion Body, Kalachakra Vajra Body, and Great Bliss Wisdom Body."

The Buddha opened its eyes!

Yang He looked at the Sandalwood Merit Buddha with a half-smile. Nine arms grew out of its back, but rotted away in a short time. The pain of the Immaculate Buddha's ten-in-one transformation was gradually taking effect, and the blood temperature was rising.

He found it hard to bear, but fortunately, 99% of it had already been transferred to the Sandalwood Merit Buddha.

"Forget it, I'd better not torture myself."

Yang He gave all the remaining backlash from the character fusion to the Eight Immortals.

He stretched, and the Buddha's head was added to the three sides. At the same time, the second heartbeat gradually intensified, and Tang Sanzang's consciousness curled up into his heart.

Click.

The Sandalwood Merit Buddha's neck was twisted, emitting a teeth-grinding sound of bones breaking, twisted into a spiral shape, and its wide-open eyes were bloodshot.

He opened his jaws, and was only two or three meters away from hitting Yang He.

However, it is difficult to take it any further.

Yang He extended his arm and patted the chin of the Sandalwood Merit Buddha. "Brother, don't force yourself. This is no joke. If it hurts, just yell out."

"Ahhhhh!!"

The Sandalwood Merit Buddha roared in perfect unison, and the pustules that sprouted from his skin burst open one after another, dripping blood into Chang'an City and corroding deep, bottomless holes.

Immediately afterwards, flames burst forth from the mouth and nose of the Sandalwood Merit Buddha. The flames were like the Six Ding Divine Fire, and also contained the mixture of karmic fire, burning the skin and flesh until they melted.

At first glance, it looks like a lit candle stuck upside down in the sky.

“No…this shouldn’t be…” The Sandalwood Merit Buddha’s lips moved, uttering a muffled wail, “Golden Cicada, how dare you scheme against me…”

But Yang Helian didn't even glance at him, and simply walked slowly toward Kasyapa Buddha.

The skull of the four heads split open, first oozing out a semi-illusory, semi-real Daoist aura, then the tender shoots of the Myriad Transformations Tree broke through the skull and grew into a miniature Heavenly Dao Tree.

Yang He forcibly used the previous version of the Three Flowers Gathering at the Top technique by relying on the Immortal Transformation Technique.

The Myriad Transformations Heavenly Dao Field was severely damaged and could not be summoned, but the Myriad Transformations Tree alone was enough. With each step, fine fleshy buds grew from the ground beneath his feet.

Kassapa Buddha watched helplessly as the seed of the Myriad Transformations Tree burrowed into his body.

His head is so itchy!

It's so itchy!!!
One by one, the eyeballs embedded in the skin of the true body burst open, and pus and blood dripped down the robe.

"Fellow Daoist Yang...!"

Kassapa Buddha's voice trembled and became incoherent as he knelt on the ground, his forehead pressed tightly against the earth.

"Spare...spare my life! This disciple is willing to serve you as my master! I can even tell you the secrets of Mount Ling!"

Yang He's four faces simultaneously revealed a mocking expression, and he said coldly, "Do you know what Shakyamuni is thinking? Don't make a fool of yourself. Your so-called secret is nothing more than what Shakyamuni told you."

Kassapa Buddha trembled violently and suddenly looked up, but screamed the moment his eyes met Yang He's.

His eyeballs melted, and thick liquid slid down his cheeks.

"disciple……"

boom.

The headless corpse fell to the ground.

The roots of the Myriad Transformation Tree wrapped around the corpse and stuffed it into the ground of the temple, serving as nutrients to repair the damage.

Yuanling Tianjun said in a deep voice, "Yang He, do you know that what we are doing may have selfish motives, but it is also to prepare for the great calamity that has already arrived?"

"A cataclysmic calamity? If it only targets immortals and Buddhas."

"None of my business."

The three elders exchanged a glance and decisively abandoned their incarnations.

Those immortals and Buddhas who had not yet descended in their true forms did as instructed, their forms turning to ashes and vanishing into thin air. Before long, only a dozen or so terrified figures remained on the scene.

"They're all seasoned veterans, what a pity."

"There are only two Great Golden Immortals: the Buddha of Precious Appearance and the Buddha of Kasyapa."

"Well, the number of immortals below the Great Luo Golden Immortal level is quite good. It can add seven or eight more immortal positions to the Investiture of the Gods list, so this trip is not in vain."

Yang He noticed that the head of the Sandalwood Merit Buddha was burning brighter and brighter. While harvesting the leeks, he also paid attention to the progress of Tang Sanzang's birth in his heart.

(End of this chapter)