Loan Wusheng

"boom!"

The demonic energy of the Western World Honored One exploded like a burst dam, and in an instant, the entire Mount Sumeru was dyed black.

A towering black wave, carrying shattered Buddhist relics and the golden blood of Arhats, transformed into thousands of twisted ghost faces and rushed towards Zheng Jun. The sky was torn open, creating a rift that stretched across the Western Regions. Wherever the demonic energy passed, the golden roofs of Buddhist temples decayed into ashes, and ancient Bodhi trees withered and died instantly.

"His Majesty!"

The moment Zhuohuang's phoenix fire touched the edge of the demonic energy, it was backfired, and its feather robes were instantly charred black.

She was horrified to discover that this demonic energy could devour the power of the Dharma Image. It was the World-Honored One who used the karmic obstacles suppressed for a thousand years as a guide to reverse the incense and vow power of the entire Buddhist kingdom into a world-destroying poisonous flame!

Zheng Jun, however, remained completely still.

Five Dharma images formed a perfect halo behind him, and the Dragon Abyss Blade hung in front of him, emitting a clear and melodious sound.

As the first wisp of demonic energy touched the hem of his robe, he suddenly drew his fingers across the blade, and the moment the blood droplet fell to the ground, the Dharma form of 'Lord of the World' was unleashed with a roar.

This is not a direct confrontation, but rather using the North Sea as a starting point and the Yama River as a base to spread an invisible giant net underfoot.

"Disperse."

A single, understated word caused the roaring demonic energy to freeze abruptly.

The demonic waves split as if hitting a transparent barrier, surging past Zheng Jun on both sides and eroding the snow-capped mountains for miles behind into scorched earth.

Zheng Jun had already transformed the power of day and night of the 'Candle Dragon Eye' into a fine sieve. The Buddhist power mixed in with the demonic energy was burned away by the crimson light, and the remaining pure demonic energy was guided into the illusory abyss constructed by the 'Yellow Millet Dream' Dharma image.

The Buddha's remaining head floated in the center of the sea of ​​demons, staring in disbelief as his desperate attack flowed back into the ocean like a stream.

"This……"

The World Honored One was terrified and was about to say something when he saw Zheng Jun's knife tip already pointing at his brow.

The power of the five Dharma forms spiraled into the blade, causing the demonic core to crack layer by layer like glass.

"A desperate, all-or-nothing gamble? That's not a tough approach for me."

Zheng Jun sheathed his sword, and the World Honored One's demonic body was turning into fine golden sand that scattered.

Although Zheng Jun acted very casually, it was actually extremely dangerous behind the scenes.

This is, after all, the demonic thought that the Supreme Being of the Western Paradise has suppressed for thousands of years. If Zheng Jun is tainted by it, it may take decades to cleanse him completely.

Zheng Jun needs time most of all; he has everything else.

This demonic influence wastes Zheng Jun's time.

With the Xuanqiong Yuxiao True Lord of the Xuanhuang Realm holding the advantage of favorable timing, and having now absorbed the primordial power of the three-headed Youtiankun, he has taken another step closer to the position of 'Dao Lord,' which has made Zheng Jun quite anxious.

"His Majesty."

Zhuohuang stood to the side, a trace of the demonic thought stained the hem of her crimson phoenix robe, but it was quickly stopped by the power of her Dharma form, which blocked the demonic thought.

Looking around, Zheng Jun saw that outside the Great Buddha Hall, demonic obstacles were everywhere.

The lingering demonic energy atop Mount Sumeru was still churning, spreading in all directions like an inky tide. The once pure land of Buddhism, filled with the sounds of chanting, had now become a purgatory ravaged by demonic forces.

Those Buddhist devotees who once devoutly chanted scriptures now have distorted faces, and their skin beneath their robes is covered with spiderweb-like purplish-black lines.

Some people knelt on the ground and roared, their prayer beads shattering into dust between their fingers; others laughed wildly, tears mixed with golden blood streaming from their eyes, which were instantly vaporized into foul-smelling smoke by demonic energy.

Not to mention ordinary Buddhists, even Arhats at the Yuan Dan realm, when touched by this tacit understanding, had their flesh collapse in an instant, turning into a dried corpse with peeling gold paint.

Zhuohuang swept away the oncoming demonic wind with a wave of her sleeve and said, "Your Majesty, the power of these Buddhist devotees' vows has been corrupted by demonic thoughts. If this is allowed to spread..."

"Suppress them."

Zheng Jun sighed deeply, feeling somewhat helpless.

This demonic thought can be expelled by oneself.

The problem is that it takes a long time; it will take at least a hundred years to purify this demonic thought.

But I don't have that much time.

However, just as Zheng Jun was gazing at the ruins of the Buddhist kingdom, which were filled with demonic obstacles, a deep, resonant rumble suddenly came from the horizon, as if muffled thunder came from the depths of the earth.

"Boom!"

The scorched earth of the Western Regions trembled, and countless cracks began to spread wildly, only to be healed by a powerful earth element force in the next moment.

On the distant horizon, a towering figure, as majestic as a mountain, descended from the sky. With each step, yellow sand churned beneath its feet, condensing into pure spiritual energy.

The man was wearing a straw raincoat and a bamboo hat, with a green bamboo fishing rod hanging from his waist. He was surrounded by a thick, tangible earth elemental aura.

This person is none other than the turtle fisherman who has already condensed the Dharma form of 'earth'!
"His Majesty!"

The turtle fisherman bowed respectfully from afar, his voice resonating like the earth, causing the surrounding demonic energy to dissipate slightly.

In a flash, he arrived in front of Zheng Jun and respectfully bowed his head, saying, "I am here today entirely because of Your Majesty's past kindness. If Your Majesty had not reversed the situation in the South China Sea Islands for me back then, I would probably never have had the chance to condense a Dharma body in this lifetime."

Upon hearing this, Zheng Jun chuckled and said, "Your ability to manifest as a Dharma form is due to your own good fortune and has little to do with me."

The turtle fisherman straightened up, his eyes shining brightly beneath his straw hat, and the earth elemental power surging around him like a tide, subtly resonating with the land of the Western Regions.

The turtle fisherman looked around and saw that the Buddhist kingdom was full of demonic obstacles, and many Buddhists had become monsters that were half-demon and half-Buddha. He couldn't help but sigh: "The World-Honored One's one thought of demonic possession has caused the Buddhist kingdom to fall to this state..."

Having said that, Diao Beike solemnly clasped his hands and said in a deep voice, "Your Majesty, I am willing to sit here for you and use the 'Earth on Earth' Dharma Form to suppress the demonic thoughts and purify this place of filth!"

Zhuohuang frowned slightly and said in a low voice, "Your Majesty, is this person trustworthy?"

Before Zheng Jun could respond, the turtle fisherman laughed loudly, "Great Sage, there's no need to worry! Although I am not a Buddhist, my 'Earth' Dharma form is most adept at suppressing evil spirits and stabilizing the earth's veins. Although the demonic energy of the Western Regions is strong, it is ultimately rooted in the earth, and I have my own means to seal it off!"

Before he finished speaking, he stomped his foot, and the yellow sand beneath his feet suddenly surged and transformed into nine earth dragons that roared up and circled around him.

The turtle fisherman formed a mudra with his hands and chanted an ancient incantation. In an instant, the entire Western Regions seemed to come alive, and countless earth-elemental spiritual lights rose from the ground, wrapping around the Buddhists who were corrupted by demonic thoughts like chains.

"The earth sustains all things, and all filth returns to dust!"

With a low shout from the cowrie shell, countless abysses split open in the ground, swallowing up the demonic energy and the half-demonized Buddhas. Then the earth and rocks closed up, and not a trace of demonic energy leaked out.

Seeing this, Zheng Jun's eyes flashed with approval, and he said calmly, "Good method."

The turtle fisherman stopped and stood up respectfully, saying, "Your Majesty, rest assured, I will set up the 'Nine Abyss Demon Suppression Formation' here, using the power of the earth's veins to wear down the demonic thoughts day and night, and never allow it to wreak havoc on the human world."

Zheng Jun nodded slightly, but his gaze was fixed on the distant sky, as if he were pondering something. After a moment, he said calmly, "In that case, the Western Regions are entrusted to you."

The turtle fisherman bowed deeply: "This old man will certainly not fail Your Majesty's trust!"

Seeing Zheng Jun turn to leave, Zhuohuang quickly followed and whispered, "Your Majesty, although this man has pledged his loyalty, his origins are unclear. Perhaps..."

Zheng Jun did not stop walking, but said calmly, "It's alright. If he dares to make any move, I will make him understand that no matter how thick the soil is, it cannot bury a true dragon."

This is Zheng Jun's confidence.

The three incarnations of the Western World Honored One were all killed by himself.

This turtle-fishing fellow is just a newly promoted Dharma Master, so what can he do?
I have full confidence that I can kill him!
Moreover, the demonic thoughts in the Western Regions are indeed quite complicated, and it is indeed necessary to have a Dharma image to guard them.

Zheng Jun took a deep breath and said, "What about Huiyue? She can prepare to advance to the Dharma Aspect stage."

With the death of the Western World-Honored One, the heavy stone that had been pressing down on Huiyue's head has also fallen.

This is enough to allow her to take another step forward and attain the Dharma form.

As far as Zheng Jun was concerned, he could choose any Dharma form as long as it wasn't one he had personally selected.

As for the Buddhist kingdom in the far west, it's time for it to perish.

Just as Zheng Jun was explaining matters concerning the Western Regions to Zhuohuang and Diaobieke, a golden light carrying a resolute killing intent suddenly tore through the remnants of demonic energy!

A Nascent Soul Realm Arhat with bloodshot eyes and his Buddha bones burning inch by inch, transformed into a blood-burning golden pestle that pierced straight into Zheng Jun's back!

This is precisely the 'Fearless Arhat' who was a loyal follower of the World-Honored One, who sacrificed his own primordial essence to activate a forbidden Buddhist technique to slay evil!

"When the World-Honored One enters Nirvana, his disciple shall die for him!"

Before the golden pestle even arrived, the violent power of the vow had already caused the surrounding space to crack.

The turtle fisherman's expression changed drastically. He was about to intervene when he saw that Zheng Jun didn't even lift an eyelid. Although he knew that the Yuan Dan Arhat wouldn't be able to harm Zheng Jun, this was still right under his nose, and it would be strange if he didn't say anything.

"Noisy."

With a slight flutter of his sleeves, Zheng Jun unleashed an imperial aura that seemed to collapse like the heavens.

The golden pestle shattered with a crash when it was three zhang away from him, and the body of the fearless Arhat was as if it had been suppressed by a divine mountain in the heavens, instantly exploding into a cloud of blood mist, without even having time to let out a scream.

Before the blood mist had even dissipated, Zheng Jun swept away the stench with a flick of his sleeve and turned to look at the several trembling, surrendering bodhisattvas not far away.

They were originally bodhisattvas protecting a small kingdom in the Western Regions, and immediately knelt down to pledge their loyalty after the Buddha's passing.

Zheng Jun ignored the trivial matter that had just occurred and instead asked, "What else is west of the Western Buddhist Kingdom?"

The Western Buddhist Kingdom was the westernmost place as perceived by the people of the Central Plains.

However, it is clear that the Western Buddhist Kingdom is not truly the westernmost point; there are still some lands to the west of the Western Buddhist Kingdom.

Upon hearing Zheng Jun's words, the three Bodhisattvas who had surrendered looked at each other in bewilderment. One of them immediately spoke up and said, "Your Majesty, to the west of the Buddhist Kingdom, there are some small countries. However, these small countries have small territories and their methods of cultivation are strange and unique. The World-Honored One is very secretive about these things, so we have never set foot there."

Upon hearing this, Zheng Jun immediately nodded and looked into the distance.

It was clear that west of the Western Buddhist Kingdom, there were indeed some small countries.

The people there look like Caucasians, so they are of completely different races.

But if you say it's Europe, then it's not really Europe.

It is much smaller than Europe, about one-fifth the size of Europe, and has only three beings equivalent to Yuan Dan Martial Saints, but their cultivation methods are also completely different.

"This……"

Zheng Jun was taken aback upon seeing this.

This feeling is very familiar.

a kind……

The feeling of promoting martial arts techniques in the Luo Tian Realm and Xuan Huang Realm.

"Is there an extraterrestrial force cultivating cultivators here?"

Zheng Jun's expression was extremely strange, as if he had been set up by someone.

To be honest, if one wasn't deliberately spying, one would easily overlook what was happening here. In addition, the Western World Honored One had deliberately concealed it beforehand, so no one paid attention to what was happening here.

Now it seems there's a problem.

"Has the Western World-Honored One collaborated with some unknown world beyond this realm?"

Zheng Jun thought to himself, 'If that's the case, then why did he and the Lord of the Ten Thousand Demon Palace attack me? Where are his friends?'

This puzzled Zheng Jun.

perhaps……

They may have just made a verbal alliance, or they may have some other intentions.
Upon realizing this, Zheng Jun looked around and immediately said, "I'll go for a bit and come back shortly."

After saying that, Zheng Jun took a step forward, and his figure disappeared from the Great Buddha Hall in an instant.

As for Zheng Jun's actions, everyone felt helpless, but His Majesty the Emperor could do whatever he wanted, and no one could stop him.

Zheng Jun's figure was like a streak of light piercing the sky, instantly passing over the ruins of the Buddhist kingdom.

When Zheng Jun set foot on the territory of that small western country, strange ripples suddenly appeared on the ground beneath his feet.

The spiritual energy here seemed to writhe like living things, and every grain of sand carried a sweet and pungent scent of blood that did not belong to this world.

"It's really weird."

Zheng Jun frowned. Everything here felt out of place in the Yanfu Realm, making him feel quite uncomfortable.

Zheng Jun looked around and gradually began to understand the situation.

"The Daoist aura here is not high, and it is out of place in the Jambudvipa world."

Zheng Jun took a deep breath and realized what had happened.

This land was created by the Western World Honored One who directly pulled that damaged world from the vicinity into it!
This effectively expanded the territory of Jambudvipa (the world of mortals) without anyone noticing.

Thus, because of the expansion of territory, the will of Heaven favored it greatly, and through this situation, the Western World Honored One was able to plunder the external source.

That's fucking genius.

Zheng Jun took a deep breath.

Now that the Western World Honored One is dead, is it the turn of this place to digest the origin?
After all, Zheng Jun also needs the source.

For the 'Lord of the World' Dharma form to surpass other Dharma forms, it must possess a sufficient amount of primordial energy to guarantee its power.

Zheng Jun has now reached his limit in controlling the four Dharma forms of "Yellow Millet Dream", "Stealing Heavenly Secrets", "Virtue Cult Followers" and "Candle Dragon Eyes" with the Dharma form of "Lord of the World".

To master a new Dharma form, the power of the 'Lord of the World' Dharma form must be preserved.

Fortunately, I've now discovered the secret jungle spot.

Thinking about this, Zheng Jun couldn't help but feel tempted, but he quickly realized something was amiss.

"There isn't much of this primal power left."

Zheng Jun's expression was complicated. The source of this place had been largely absorbed by the Western World Honored One, and he could only absorb a small amount himself.

It's not bad, though.

Seeing this, Zheng Jun showed no mercy and immediately transformed into a streak of light, flying to the sky above this territory.

At this moment, the civilization here is probably at the medieval level, and the country is called the 'Kingdom of Bohemia'.

Seeing this, Zheng Jun did not hesitate at all and directly took action to forcibly extract the source of this place!

Zheng Jun stood in mid-air, his five fingers spread wide like a net, and brilliant golden light burst forth from his palm. In an instant, the sky above the entire Bomiya Kingdom was torn apart, and a sickening cracking sound came from the depths of the earth.

That was the lament of the world's origin being forcibly extracted.

"presumptuous!"

Three streams of light, imbued with the laws of another world, soared into the sky from the royal capital's divine palace.

The leader wore a scarlet cloak and held a scepter inlaid with nine beating hearts; the old woman on the left had skin as cracked as tree bark, with glowing worms crawling in every wrinkle; the burly man on the right was made entirely of lava, and every step he took left scorch marks in the void.

These are the three demigods of this place!
That is, the Yuan Dan Martial Saint.

Zheng Jun merely glanced coldly at the three, his imperial aura pouring down like a celestial river. The lava giant instantly solidified into an obsidian statue, the worms on the old woman's face collectively burst, and the heart on the red cloak and scepter exploded one after another.

The three were horrified to discover that the otherworldly laws they had painstakingly cultivated for thousands of years were melting away like snow meeting the scorching sun!

The red-cloaked figure roared as he crushed the last crystallized heart: "With the blood sacrifice of the Bohemian people as a catalyst, please..."

"Did I grant you permission to speak?"

Zheng Jun opened his mouth calmly, and suddenly the throat of the red cloak was gripped by an invisible force. The whole person was lifted up like a rag doll and slammed heavily into the crack in the earth's veins.

Just as the remaining two were about to flee, they saw two golden dragons of fortune fly out from Zheng Jun's sleeve, bite their heads, and directly extract their souls and refine their spirits!

The ground began to collapse, and countless buildings fell into the abyss.

Zheng Jun watched indifferently as the power of origin flowed into his palm like a golden stream, then suddenly frowned: "Hmm?"

He sensed that deep underground, there was a pulsating source, imbued with the aura of the Western World Honored One, sealed away.

"So they had a backup plan."

Zheng Jun chuckled lightly, his fingers forming a blade, and instantly vanished!
In an instant, that wisp of the Western World Venerable's essence was annihilated, while Zheng Jun continued to extract the essence.

When the last trace of its essence was drained, the entire 'Kingdom of Bomiya' was shrouded in gloom. Zheng Jun naturally didn't say anything more and turned back in an instant.

This time, I still need to find a place to refine the source energy I just acquired. (End of Chapter)