Immortality starts from the liver proficiency

Chapter 523 Failed Attempt to Obtain Gold
Boom! ! !
Only deafening thunder and blinding lightning remained between heaven and earth.

In an instant, thunder roared and surged above Hanya Pass, with countless bolts of lightning descending from the heavens.

The great Arhat's pupils contracted, and he only had time to erect a layer of dim protective Buddhist light before being engulfed by the endless divine thunder.

With a series of crisp cracking sounds, the already shattered golden body exploded inch by inch, the protective robe turned to ashes, and the charred and withered flesh was exposed to the onslaught of ten thousand lightning bolts.

A look of disbelief and shock finally appeared in the eyes of the great Arhat. He had never expected that a cultivator in the mid-Foundation Establishment stage could perform such a wonderful technique.

The Great Arhat was directly blasted by these seas of lightning, his body covered in a thick, burnt smell. He was blown out of the lightning like a tattered sack, and then, without looking back, he turned into a golden thread and left the territory of Cold Crow Pass in an instant.

Having achieved his goal, if he doesn't leave now and waits until the other Grand Masters of the Yuanshi Sect realize what's happening and are held up in the Yuanshi Sect's territory, he can consider reincarnating and starting over.

There are certain bottom lines.

Having achieved our objective, there's no need to linger any longer.

On the battlefield of the Eastern Wilderness.

The moment the aura descending from the Dao Fruit dissipated, the atmosphere in the core battlefield of the Eastern Wilderness, which had been raging fiercely, suddenly froze.

On the side of the Yuanshi Sect, the originally clear and hazy "celestial aura" around True Lord Qingyuan suddenly trembled violently, and the pure Dao intent flowing in the radiance showed a rare trace of disorder.

Chu Chengnan failed to attain enlightenment, and he was naturally fully aware of this.

His face instantly turned ashen, his icy gaze fixed on the direction of Han Ya Pass, his teeth clenched tightly.

His eyes were full of anger.

Chu Chengnan was a key piece he had been planning for a long time, crucial to his advancement to the mid-stage of the Golden Core realm.

The secret agreement to use the "Immovable Mysterious Mountain" Dao Fruit to stabilize the foundation of his own Dao path was thus broken, and his Dao path was suddenly disrupted.

Boundless frustration and rage surged within him, but he forcibly suppressed them.

“Amitabha! Birth and death are caused by causes and conditions, and the cycle of cause and effect continues. Benefactor Chu has little fortune, and forcing things will only increase your karmic burdens.”

The majestic Buddhist chant of the Great Enlightenment Bodhisattva rang out at the opportune moment, carrying a hint of compassion. Yet, his withered old face showed no trace of sorrow, but rather a hint of mockery and joy.

Honestly, if it weren't for his physique, he really would have wanted to jump up from the lotus platform and dance.

With the demons diminished and the Tao flourishing, the Pure Land of Bodhi and Chan has won this time and will surely prosper greatly.

Qingyuan Zhenjun said coldly, "Bodhisattva, you have quite the methods. You have schemed and plotted in countless ways, but I never expected that your Pure Land of Bodhi Zen would have a great Arhat lying dormant until now. I wonder which Bodhisattva you are reincarnated from. Do you want to have a good talk about this?"

The Great Enlightened Bodhisattva had a slight smile on his face.

"I apologize for this, True Lord. My unworthy disciple stole my magical treasure and went out. I never expected him to do such a thing. I will definitely say a few words to him later."

Qingyuan Zhenjun was somewhat on the verge of collapse upon hearing this. His body surged with celestial energy, threatening to unleash a devastating attack, but he forced himself to suppress it.

He lost this game.

He admits.

He snorted coldly and turned to look at Pudu Zhenjun.

This True Monarch, a mid-stage Golden Core cultivator from the Primordial Sect, didn't even lift his eyelids, showing no displeasure whatsoever despite the Primordial Sect's defeat.

He had experienced far too much in this matter, and compared to newly promoted True Lords like Qingyuan Zhenjun, he was at least tens of thousands of years old.

Throughout life, one experiences countless ups and downs, triumphs and defeats.

With a wave of his withered, claw-like hand, specks of shimmering spiritual light gathered at the spot where the Heavenly Gang and Earthly Fiend Immortal Peach Tree, which had been smashed to pieces by Wukong, had been destroyed. The broken branches regenerated at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the charred spiritual roots regained their vitality. In just a few breaths, a complete immortal tree, radiating precious light and exuding immortal charm, reappeared on the Eastern Wilderness.

Without uttering a word, Pudu Zhenjun swept his gaze across the two True Lords of the Yuanshi Sect who were suspended in the heavens. His figure vanished silently like a bubble amidst the gentle swaying of the immortal tree branches, without any lingering attachment.

"Hehehe..."

A burst of silvery laughter, tinged with bitter irony, rang out, as sharp as an icicle.

From the Yuanshi Sect camp, the Nine Abyss Profound Fiend Cave-Clearing True Lord, with a black veil covering his face and a graceful figure, strolled out.

The chilling aura surrounding her condensed into black lotuses, but her gaze, like a poisoned hook, was fixed on the stiff back of True Monarch Qingyuan.

Her voice was low, but every word reached Qingyuan's ears clearly.

"Senior Brother Qingyuan, what a brilliant scheme, what a magnificent dream! Alas, even the highest mountains in a dream are ultimately just piles of sand. The taste of utter disappointment must be unbearable..."

It's etched in your memory, isn't it? I wonder if your crystal-clear heart is still pure and flawless at this moment?

Her words were laced with unspeakable hatred and twisted pleasure, clearly indicating that the two harbored deep resentment, and at this moment she made no attempt to hide her ruthlessness in taking advantage of their misfortune.

Seeing the pure energy surging around True Monarch Qingyuan, yet ultimately failing to respond, only his back exuded an even greater chill, True Monarch Jiuyuan chuckled a few times, then transformed into a shadow and vanished without a trace.

Qingyuan Zhenjun was naturally feeling frustrated. Dongming Zhenjun already had a grudge against him, and now that he hadn't kicked him while he was down, but had only said some sarcastic remarks, it was just that it was inappropriate. Otherwise, that crazy woman would definitely have drawn her sword and attacked without hesitation.

This scheme was orchestrated by True Lord Qingyuan, and it took a considerable price to persuade True Lord Dongming to agree.

Now that the matter has been decided, the True Lord of Insight is naturally happy to watch the joke.

Seeing that the situation was hopeless and that the two core True Lords of the Primordial Sect had already left, the Bodhisattvas of the Pure Land of Bodhi and Chan, who were still locked in combat, dared not linger any longer.

Although the sword intent that pierced through the void from the direction of the Wancheng Sword Sect had subsided, it remained unleashed, its sharpness still present.

They just fought the Yuanmo Sect. If the Wancheng Sword Sect takes over, they'll be lucky to escape with their lives.

These sword fanatics, who consider themselves leaders of the righteous path, are obsessive and naturally look down on the Chan (Zen) practices of the Pure Land school.

One by one, the Bodhisattvas were enveloped in a surge of Buddhist light, which swept up their remaining disciples and followers, transforming them into streaks of golden meteors that vanished instantly into the eastern wilderness, lest they linger for even a moment and be locked onto by terrifying sword intent.

The deafening battlefield fell silent in an instant, leaving only lingering murderous intent and shattered landscapes.

As for Qingyuan Zhenjun, who was the only one left, he was not worried about being attacked by Wancheng Sword Sect.

The Kunqing Qi Wonderful Dao True Method he cultivated was so powerful that even sword cultivators couldn't match it when it came to speed.

Qingyuan Zhenjun stood alone in the sky, his back to him lonely.

He slowly withdrew his gaze from Han Ya Pass, took a deep breath, and slowly exhaled, as if trying to forcefully suppress all his turbulent emotions.

"The road ahead is long and arduous..."

In the end, he ignored the four terrified disciples below.

He had his own plan this time. If he really disregarded everything and killed the four of them...

Then, the next second, the Buddha Tathagata, the master of the Pure Land of Bodhi, will descend with his alt account to teach him what it means to bully the weak with the strong, and to show off his max-level, god-geared account in the newbie village.

With a flick of his sleeve, a hazy, ethereal light flashed, and his figure vanished silently into the void, leaving only a faint, cold snort echoing across the desolate land.

(End of this chapter)