Great Red Immortal Sect

Chapter 423 Confrontation
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As the lightning dissipated, Xu Xuan lightly swung his sword, casually blasting the severed Vajra head in his hand into ashes. His gaze darkened slightly as he looked at the last remaining Vajra.

Before me was a Vajra transformed from a Yaksha, extremely ugly, with a burly body, wearing a golden monk's robe, half-naked on the upper body, and three eyes and a mouth growing from his chest.

'Dead, that's it.'

The Night-Holding Vajra trembled with fear as he watched the golden bodies of his fellow cultivators slowly dissipate, a terror he had never felt before filling his heart.

The opponent's silver lightning-encircled spirit sword only made four light slashes before the four Vajras suffered shattered golden bodies and dissipated true spirits. Even though the Pure Land was right in front of them, they could not be drawn in by the power of their vows.

After cultivating to the Vajra state, the true spirit resides in the Pure Land, and the body is formed from vows and blood energy. Therefore, even if the golden body is broken, it can still return through the Great Void by relying on the miraculous connection of the Pure Land.

This was Vajra's reliance, but now it became a joke in the face of that terrifying sword intent, and it was no match for him at all.

The Night-Holding Vajra immediately erected a golden cloud. Concerned about the fire barrier, he did not leave through the void, but instead directly escaped with his physical body.

He risked his life, unleashing numerous treasures and disregarding the hidden dangers of communicating with the power of his will. In an instant, it transformed into a ray of golden light, about to rush into the Pure Land.

Xu Xuan was not in a hurry. He made another long-range slash, and the Thunderous Heavenly Punishment rose up, carrying the sword intent as it descended from the sky.

Half of Zhiye's body had already stepped into the Pure Land, but he still could not escape the lightning punishment. His golden body was first cut into thousands of pieces, and then struck by lightning, turning into scattered golden ash that fell in front of the Pure Land.

"A golden body as thin as paper."

Xu Xuan's heart stirred. Compared to She Ni's three life-saving divine abilities and one top-level life-saving spiritual artifact, these five Vajras were truly vulnerable.

The calamity above sensed this and looked down. Its expression changed drastically, and it almost spat out a mouthful of golden blood.

'How could he be beheaded so quickly!'

Sword immortals are rare, and I have never personally clashed with Jie Li. I only thought he had an extra supernatural power with greater killing force. Even if he was powerful, he was only at the early stage of the Purple Mansion realm.

His five Vajra warriors, relying on the Pure Land, could fight against multiple early-stage Purple Mansion cultivators as long as they preserved their true spirits, and even those in the middle stage of Purple Mansion could hold out for a while. But now, they were slaughtered like chickens.

"Great Bodhisattva, there's no one left in your Pure Land, why don't you leave quickly?"

Ping Xiu laughed freely, but now he was no longer as listless as before. He was now truly enraged, holding the alchemy furnace in one hand and smashing it directly as if it were a blunt weapon, without any skill whatsoever.

This alchemy furnace, as a spiritual treasure, is inherently powerful. With the blessing of numerous spiritual fires and the activation of the most suitable true fire supernatural power, every time it falls, it burns or smashes a corner of the glazed pagoda of calamity.

The pagoda, which originally had eighty-one corners, is now crooked and covered with black marks from burning, with only half of its corners remaining.

Jie Li was suffering terribly, being suppressed and beaten by the wealthy and powerful Ping Xiu. With the same Daoist spiritual treasure and three spiritual flames, this was no ordinary mid-stage Purple Mansion cultivator.

Not to mention that the golden thorns beside him were constantly locking onto him, occasionally turning into white rainbows to stab at him, forcing him to hide in the Pure Land, but he was then suppressed by the alchemy furnace and trapped in the Pure Land to burn.

'Where did such a figure come from in this barbaric land of the Western Sea?'

Jieli was furious. He had thought that with the help of the Pure Land and several Vajras, he would be able to compete for the Taiyu Shuo.

But now it seems that he was wrong. He has not cultivated the Bodhi Vehicle for very long, his Pure Land accumulation is insufficient, and he has not even converted a single immortal cultivator.

Once one has attained the Bodhi Vehicle, there are generally two paths one can take.

One approach is to cultivate one's life force like an immortal cultivator. Buddhist practitioners who lack life force cultivate a Dharma body to make up for it, entrusting their true spirit, cause and effect, and karma to one body. This is the orthodox ancient cultivation method. The Hanging Temple in Dali is an example of this path, which emphasizes sudden enlightenment. Once enlightened, one is instantly self-aware.

Secondly, one should widely open up Pure Land, not cultivate one's own body and life, but only rely on Pure Land for refuge, and use the methods of salvation and reincarnation to accumulate karmic power for Pure Land, so as to cultivate one's nature to perfection and become one with the Dharma realm.

Attaining the Bodhi Vehicle is equivalent to being slightly weaker than the four supernatural powers of the Purple Mansion. After that, one sees the weight of cause and effect and karma. With each additional level, the power and cultivation of one's Dharma power become higher. The second level is already equivalent to the four supernatural powers, while the third level is slightly weaker than the peak of the Purple Mansion.

Only ancient Buddhist monks had the opportunity to discuss the Dao with great spiritual beings who cultivated immortality. Those who later entered the Pure Land of the Dharma Realm were ultimately limited and could only rely on Vajra to make up for their limitations.

He has only attained the first level of the tribulation power. This Pure Land after the tribulation is a new one he has found. The Pure Land inherited in the temple was shattered long ago. His one can only be called a minor Pure Land, and it is far less wondrous.

Pingxiu, however, had already smiled and taken the Taiyu Shuttle into his hand. Upon receiving the spiritual shuttle, his eyes lit up. He felt a sense of wonder, as if water and fire could not be combined, thunder could not fall, and Yuqing was protecting him. He secretly admired it.

'Indeed, it is an extremely rare cosmic treasure, an artifact used by ancient cultivators to avert calamities.'

Sheni survived among the many immortals and monks thanks to this treasure, which shows how mysterious this spiritual treasure is. It must be one of the top spiritual artifacts in the world.

Within the Pure Land, auspicious light and mist surged forth. The power of calamity raised its head, and at this moment, pupils gradually appeared in its eyes, pure gold in color. Its aura grew stronger inch by inch, and the entire Pure Land began to tremble.

As the ashes of the Kunchi Calamity spread throughout the heavens, a line of silver lightning rose up. Xu Xuan also arrived beside Pingxiu at this time. The three Purple Mansions were here, but the power of the calamity had not yet subsided. They were still fully activating the Pure Land and chanting scriptures.

“Jieli, release Sheni. He should confess his sins for what he has done.”

Pingxiu did not retreat at this time, still holding the alchemy furnace, with three streams of spiritual fire surging, vying with the Pure Land below for brilliance.

Sheni was not yet dead, but was suppressed in the core of the Pure Land. Now that there was no Vajra to protect her, she woke up and activated her Xin Jin supernatural powers to escape.

At this moment, Jieli tremblingly took out a crystal-clear relic, surrounded by colorful light, which manifested as auspicious clouds, a canopy, and so on, which was very magical.

As soon as this relic bead appeared, the originally extremely stable [Eight Trigrams Furnace] began to tremble, and the spiritual fire was stimulated and suddenly intensified.

"The relics formed from the fallen bodies of those who are about to attain enlightenment" are almost the condensation of most of a high-ranking monk's lifelong cultivation, and can only be formed after the death of an ancient Buddhist monk. They are a secret treasure of Buddhism.

When immortal cultivators perish, their immortal foundation and supernatural powers are often unrestrained, and their mystical phenomena fall into the world, creating various extraordinary phenomena and returning to the world. Few Buddhist cultivators have such means of preserving their magical power and cultivation.

Jie Li was already somewhat deranged at this point, staring intently at the relic in his hand. He then summoned it, hovering it above him, intending to refine it and push him to his peak realm.

Pingxiu hesitated. He didn't intend to let Sheni go, but if he stayed here, he would probably suffer heavy losses. He looked at his fellow cultivators beside him.

“Fellow Daoist, Sheni is no longer a threat. There will be opportunities to deal with him in the future. You may withdraw for now.”

Several people agreed, unwilling to fight to the death with the calamity here, making the monk Lu, who was guarding the Pure Land, look extremely ugly.

"You can't just leave whenever you want!"

Ignoring everything else, Jie Li swallowed the relic bead, and his aura suddenly surged, firmly reaching the second level, and even faintly touching the third level.

He activated the Kunchi Ash and once again used his magic to suppress the surrounding area. At this moment, the aura was so strong that Pingxiu and the others could no longer muster the will to fight and only wanted to leave as soon as possible.

Kong Zhao had now returned to Jie Li's side, and his expression was extremely unpleasant. He had only fought to a standstill with Jian Zhuo, and neither of them had gained an advantage, but Jie Li was now showing signs of weakness.

Although Xu Xuan's expression changed slightly, his heart remained calm. He simply gripped his sword tightly and silently recited in his mind:

"Come."

The milky white seawater churned, and from the bottom something enormous was moving. Then, a thousand huge snake heads emerged from the sea, all covered with golden scales and star patterns.

The thousand snake heads all wore crowns, their bodies shifting like celestial bodies in motion, radiating immense pressure that suppressed the area.

Jie Li, Ping Xiu, and the others all raised their heads to look at the thousand-headed serpent. The largest serpent head, like a mountain, slowly lowered and opened its mouth to bite.

Boom!

He spewed forth thick black flames, which raged across this small pure land, instantly damaging the foundation of his power. The monk coughed up a mouthful of golden blood and trembled as he said:
"A part of the ritual of [Shesa]! It's Venerable One... no, it's you, Asherah Dragon Girl!"

From the crown of the giant serpent's head, a woman slowly emerged, dressed in golden gauze, her golden eyes gleaming. She smiled radiantly, looked down at the crowd, and softly said:
"Everyone's here. I think we don't need to go any further."

Pingxiu felt a chill in his heart and immediately activated the Taiyu Shuttle in his hand. The light of Yuqing changed and enveloped several people in the Purple Mansions. He broke through the void, avoided the fire barrier, and was about to leave.

As starlight surged into the void, [Shesha] began to swirl and dance, rapidly eroding the void—the same method that Jieli had used against Sheni earlier.

"Hurry up and leave, or you'll be seriously injured."

Pingxiu's voice was urgent; he naturally knew that this Ashe Dragon Girl was currently acting as a part of the [Shesha] ritual.

The ritual is a treasure and a position; the true Dharma can only be practiced by the most suitable person.

This [Shesha] ritual was naturally practiced by the Venerable One, but now this Dragon Girl is presiding over it. With the advantage of the location, her methods are close to the peak of the Purple Mansion realm, and even the power of tribulation to refine relics is no match for her.

Even though this dragon maiden has a reputation for being kind and at least doesn't kill indiscriminately, it's inevitable that someone would get injured if they fell into her hands, and the Taiyu Shuttle would be impossible to protect.

Taiyu Shuttle carried the group, avoiding the fire barrier and stardust. Just as they were about to leave, a surge of purple lightning rose from the void, blocking their way.

A chilling sword intent arose, circulating and intertwining, revealing a profound yin energy, within which a faint purple hue flickered and swayed, captivating the soul.

The enormous, dark gray dragon head bowed, manifesting from the Thunder Swamp. Yin and Yang lightning formed a pattern, and the surge of sword intent momentarily halted Pingxiu's repose.

In that instant, the void was completely obliterated by Shesha's thousand serpent heads, and layers of star sand sealed off this place, just as Jieli and Pingxiu had done before.

Pingxiu and the others were forced back to the dilapidated little pure land. Jieli was being entangled by a snake head. Pingxiu immediately unleashed a burst of true fire to relieve the entanglement.

"Great Master Jieli! Join forces, or we will not be able to escape today."

His shout caused Jie Li's expression to become extremely complicated, his face twitching with anger, but he could only respond at the moment, activating the Pure Land and giving full play to the power of that relic, together with Ping Xiu's Three Elements Fire to block the thousand snakes above.

Xu Xuan, Wu You, Jian Zhuo, and Kong Zhao stared intently at the location of the Great Void, where a section of the Great Void broke open and someone walked out.

He was a man in a deep purple robe, with jade horns spiraling like a crown. The sleeves were painted with the images of Qinghe and Silan. The scales on his neck rang like celestial swords, and his serpentine eyes coldly swept over the group.

Numerous blessings, formed from written words, appeared and disappeared around him.

"Because of his ascetic practices, he was granted the privilege of walking through the vast emptiness and not falling into the fire."

"Because of his righteous law, he was granted the sound of thunder and the sound of heavenly drums."

"Because of his noble blood, he is granted magical power as vast as the sea, without end."

Mu Youdu slowly drew Lieque from his neck, lightly swung the blade, pointed it at the people before him, and coldly said:
"Those who offend my imperial lineage's former palace shall be punished."

Xu Xuan drew his sword and slashed straight at the target. The two completely different sword intents collided at this moment, causing the void to shatter and heal. The killing intent permeated the heavens and earth, making Wu You and Jian Zhuo feel a chill in their hearts.

Calamity befell the heavens, and thunder descended upon the earth.

(End of this chapter)