Being a talent in the Chusheng Demon Sect

Chapter 1365 A Pack of Wolves Devours a Tiger, the Initial Saint Falls from His Realm!
The first to make a move was Sword Lord.

This Dao Lord, who had just suffered a great loss at the hands of Lü Yang and hadn't even had a chance to recover, suddenly found himself at the forefront of the fight against the Initial Saint.

Then the sky was filled with light.

The illusory river of fate flows from the darkness, and the sound of its rushing water is the sound of swords, like a divine blade, lying across the other shore.

The First Saint resides on the seventh level, while the Sword Lord resides on the fourth level. Therefore, when the First Saint attempts to interfere with the mortal realm, her power, descending from the seventh level, inevitably passes through the Sword Lord's territory. At this moment, as she intervenes, the destiny bestowed upon Angxiao by the First Saint immediately falters, and seventy to eighty percent of her full power is severed.

However, this is not the end.

Almost simultaneously, two other vast and mighty forces from the fourth level of the Other Shore also responded, with a boundless light and magical glow blooming at the same time.

Azure Sky, All Laws.

These two Dao Lords joined forces to further weaken the light of Dharma cast by the First Saint. They did not confront him directly, but were focused on preventing the First Saint from interfering with the present world.

On the other side, the Buddha slowly rose to his feet.

Before him, an endless ocean of magical power surged and roared, from which a figure vaguely emerged, staring intently at him.

"Wanbao, don't make a mistake."

The whistling magical power transformed into a clanging sound like metal, but what responded to him was the World Honored One's disdainful sneer: "Du Xuan, you think you can stop me?"

As soon as he finished speaking, the World Honored One's figure vanished, replaced by a majestic and flawless holy statue, holding countless magical treasures in his hands, with forty-eight wheels of Buddhist light emanating from behind his head. The voices of countless Buddhist believers were also amplified, resounding and booming into the Other Shore.

"Amitabha!"

For those who don't understand Shi Xiu, there is actually a question in their hearts: what is the four-character Buddhist chant that Shi Xiu always says?

What exactly does this mean?
There is no Buddha in the world named Amitabha. At least the World Honored One did not use this name. And besides the World Honored One, who else can call themselves a Buddha?
This is where the error lies.

The so-called "Amitabha Buddha" is not the name of a Buddha, but a title. In Buddhist scriptures, "A" means "without" and "Amitabha" means "measure".

Amitabha Buddha is the Buddha of Immeasurable Amitabha.

Amitabha Buddha, with immeasurable light and immeasurable life, who widely delivers countless sentient beings, is the name of the Buddha. This name itself is a symbolic representation of the Buddha's great power.
The next second, the golden Buddha statue moved.

With a single step, he landed squarely on the boiling ocean of magical power, instantly calming all the waves and seemingly suppressing the Dao Lord of Magical Power, Du Xuan.

Of course, this is not the case.

The difference in status between the two realms is insurmountable. The reason why the World Honored One went against the tide and suppressed Du Xuan was actually due to Du Xuan himself.

At this moment, although Du Xuan was of higher rank and stronger in combat, he could not even exert 70% of his strength, and his energy was weak, which is why he was defeated by the World Honored One.

The reason for this lies in the primordial spirit.

"If I hadn't helped you back then, you probably wouldn't have been able to maintain the transformation of your primordial spirit, and your sense of good and evil would have disintegrated. How dare you stop me today?"

The Buddha's cold laughter continued.

At the same time, the golden Buddha statue was also entangled with the vast ocean of magical power. The two were in a state of constant flux, unable to gain the upper hand, until finally a beam of Buddha light shone down.

Upon seeing this scene, Chu Sheng's thoughts raced.

'Wanbao, he really gave it his all.'

Then, he glanced at Lü Yang in the distance: 'Xuande, this man remains unmoved. Did he orchestrate this whole scheme? Is he testing me?'

He wasn't surprised that Lü Yang had grasped the key point about Ang Xiao, after all, he had proactively revealed this information during their previous conversation. What truly surprised him was that Lü Yang had actually managed to persuade Ang Xiao, a true and upright Holy Sect True Lord, to cooperate with his plan. 'Is it because of his cultivation method?'

The sage recalled the Investiture of the Gods technique that Lü Yang had previously demonstrated, but after a brief deduction, he frowned: 'It shouldn't be just that.'

Having the Investiture of the Gods technique alone is useless.

With his insight, he could naturally see that the method required a place for enlightenment to be practiced; without it, even the greatest mysteries could not be performed.

In other words:
'Does this person also possess a hidden place for enlightenment?'

In a flash, the primordial sage's thoughts slowed down infinitely. He stood quietly in the void, and time gave him a moment to think.

How to do?
He has reached his limit. Standing on the seventh level, he can easily subdue other Dao Lords, but he cannot bypass them to significantly interfere with the present world.

Should we abandon the piece [Angxiao]?
This is the most rational choice. After all, the current situation of being devoured by wolves is obviously a deliberate design by someone, probably to force him to fall into a predicament.

If I simply give up on [Angxiao], the other party's plan will naturally fall through.

however--

'Transcendence is within reach; how can we retreat?'

The initial sage's Dao heart remained unshaken and could not be shaken.

'Besides, this is also an opportunity to verify my previous guess: whether the demon tamer has truly awakened. I can use [Angxiao] to verify this.'

So, continue!

With this thought in mind, the First Saint stepped out of the rift in time, and the stagnant time resumed its operation. He cast aside all doubts and decisively took a step forward!
"Boom!"

In an instant, the defenses of the three Dao Lords, Sword Lord, Cang Hao, and Wan Fa, were shattered, and the unparalleled light of [Destiny] once again shone into the mortal world.

After receiving the blessing of this [Destiny], [Angxiao] acted decisively and strode towards the Underworld. The [Curved and Straight] Path appeared, like a golden bridge, which was set up between him and the Underworld Lord's Palace. The mysterious power and the aura of proving the Dao were already obvious!

Many changes happen in an instant.

Deep within that netherworld, the majestic gate slowly opened, and a young man emerged from it, accompanied by heavy footsteps.

The young man sighed, his voice soft and melodious:

"Master, I am still alive, which has disappointed you."

Before he could finish speaking, Angxiao smashed to pieces in front of the Netherworld Palace. With the Netherworld already having a master, this was his only fate.

However, before it shattered, [Angxiao] looked up and shouted:
"Teni!"

As the billowing smog dissipated, [Angxiao] died, and a lingering echo resounded. The Buddha's light that the World Honored One had cast while suppressing the power of the Dao Lord arrived as expected.

So when the smog cleared, a dashing young man reappeared in the mortal world. He abandoned the name "Angxiao" and, with bright eyes, decisively abandoned the path to the Underworld and instead cultivated the God-Sealing Technique. He then disintegrated in divine light and was thrown towards the heavens.

In an instant, all was silent.

All the Dao Lords stopped fighting at once, and the vast "Other Shore" was left with only the still boiling aftershocks and the Dao Lords' strange and intertwined thoughts.

And at the pinnacle of it all.

Standing on the sixth level of the Other Shore, the First Saint felt the loss of his power due to the drop in his rank. He closed his eyes tightly and sighed inwardly after a long while:
'Did you notice? My killing intent.'

(End of this chapter)