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Chapter 337 The Doomsday Caused by a Wish

The three quickly changed direction and flew out again, but the result was the same. They didn't fly far before they saw the Buddha's palm on the mountaintop again.

Undeterred, the three tried several different directions, even attempting to break through the ground teeming with hungry ghosts, but no matter how hard they tried, they could never escape the vicinity of the Buddha's palm.

No matter how far you fly, you can't escape the palm of this Buddha's hand!
This scene looks so familiar!
Qu Heng sneered, "I don't believe you can really trap me here."

Qu Heng was about to unleash his power, shatter the void, and open the portal to this small world.

But at that moment, all three heard an urgent voice in their ears: "Please wait, benefactor. This world is already unstable. If you forcefully open the gate to the void, the gate will never be able to close again, and hungry ghosts will surge out, turning the mortal world into hell."

A blood-red figure arrived with the sound and stopped in front of the three people; it was vaguely recognizable as a monk.

Qu Heng asked warily, "Who are you? Are you also a bald monk of the Nirvana Sect?"

The blood-red figure put his hands together and said to Qu Heng, "Amitabha, my Dharma name is Nirvana, I am the first sect leader of the Nirvana Sect, and also the Buddha worshipped by the sect."

All three were very surprised when they heard this.

Which Buddha is worshipped by the Nirvana School? The first head of the Nirvana School?

Without a second thought, Qu Heng made his move. The Crimson Dragon Buddha appeared, opening its mouth to spit out golden flames at the blood shadow, intending to burn it into nothingness.

However, after the golden flames subsided, Blood Shadow was completely unharmed, as if it were an illusion.

The monk Nirvana explained, “There’s no need for that, benefactor. I am merely a wisp of remnant thought and will not affect you in any way. If the Buddha’s palm had not been suppressed by your magical treasures, I would not have been able to escape as a wisp of remnant thought.”

Qu Heng was skeptical, Mo Ci sneered, and Chen Ye spoke directly: "It's a misunderstanding, Master. Please don't be offended. It's just that the monk Jin Ming plotted against us, and our grandmaster became a little nervous when he heard the name Nirvana Sect."

The monk Nirvana glanced at Chen Ye and smiled, "Benefactor, you have the potential for enlightenment. If you were to cultivate the speaking Zen supernatural power of my sect, it would surely be a perfect match."

Chen Ye chuckled and cupped his hands in greeting, saying, "I have dabbled in it; it is indeed a powerful supernatural ability. However, Master, you must have something else to say by stopping us here. Surely you don't just want us to stay here?"

The monk Nirvana looked up at the Buddha's palm and the scripture, and then said to Chen Ye, "May I ask, benefactor, what kind of magic treasure is this scripture that can suppress this Buddha's palm?"

Chen Ye did not answer, but said, "Since you also have something you want to know, Master, let's be frank and have a good discussion. However, this place is dangerous. Does Master know where we can temporarily take shelter from the storm?"

The monk Nirvana sighed, "There is nowhere to settle down. This world was formed by the Buddha's palm. Now the Buddha's palm is filled with hatred and is about to crush this world into its palm. It's all the same no matter where you go."

Qu Heng then said, "Then what are we waiting for? Are we really going to wait here to die? I'll break through the void and run away. At worst, I'll seal the portal to block these hungry ghosts."

Chen Ye also thought it made sense, but the monk Nirvana said, "Can't you sense that this world is on the verge of collapse, like a thin porcelain vase? If you break through from inside, it won't just be a small hole, but the entire world will be shattered. At that time, these hungry ghosts will be scattered all over the mortal world, and you won't be able to catch them at all."

This time, Qu Heng did not refute it, simply because he knew that what the monk Nirvana said was true.

The world here is extremely unstable; it would shatter at the slightest touch.

Chen Ye quickly said, "Then let's wait a little longer, Grandmaster. There's still time. It's not too late to make a decision at the end."

Qu Heng nodded. He didn't want to destroy the mortal realm unless absolutely necessary. His only wish was for the Yellow Springs Sect to grow and prosper. If hungry ghosts were released into the mortal realm, the Northern Frontier would likely become a wasteland. Chen Ye said to the Nirvana Monk, "Master, you wouldn't leave us here to die, would you? You must have a solution. Now that things have come to this, you might as well tell us."

The monk Nirvana clasped his hands together again and said, "Amitabha, this humble monk does indeed have a way to break this. This world is controlled by that Buddha's palm. As long as we can seal this Buddha's palm, we can solve the problem. I saw that your magical treasures can temporarily suppress the Buddha's palm, which is why I appeared here to ask if there is a way to seal it."

This stumped Chen Ye. The Ksitigarbha Sutra was not his magic weapon at all and was completely beyond his control.

The Buddha's Palm and the Ksitigarbha Sutra are treasures of the same level; how could Chen Ye possibly seal such a treasure?

Chen Ye countered, "Master, you claim to be the first sect leader of the Nirvana Sect and also the Buddha worshipped by the Nirvana Sect. Isn't this severed hand your own?"

The monk Nirvana shook his head and said, "If I had such abilities, I wouldn't be in this predicament. This matter involves the past affairs of the Nirvana Sect, and now is not the time for idle talk. If you don't have a safe method, I do have one that you might be willing to try."

"Master, please speak."

The monk Nirvana said, “It seems that you have the means to lure these hungry ghosts. Please continue to lead them up the mountain so that these evil spirits can swallow the Buddha’s palm. Perhaps this is the only way.”

Chen Ye found this strange and asked, "These hungry ghosts can eat that Buddha's palm? Even if they can, wouldn't destroying this core of heaven and earth shatter this place?"

It's not that Chen Ye looks down on hungry ghosts; these things do have good teeth, but there's no reason why they could gnaw on a Buddha's palm. They seem too far off.

Faced with Chen Ye's question, the monk Nirvana said, "Benefactor, you are unaware that these hungry ghosts are actually formed from the blood of the Buddha's palm. They are all of the same origin, so it should be possible to lure the hungry ghosts to devour the Buddha's palm. Precisely because they are of the same origin, the power of the Buddha's palm is simply distributed among these hungry ghosts, which should be able to stabilize this world."

Chen Ye exclaimed in surprise, "Hungry ghosts are formed from the blood of the Buddha's palm? Master, please explain in detail."

Chen Ye wouldn't believe just because he heard a couple of sentences; he needed more evidence.

The monk Nirvana explained, “I am the Buddha worshipped by the Nirvana sect, and I must respond to the requests of my disciples. Those worthless disciples absorbed me into the Buddha’s palm, and then Jinming made a wish to obtain the power to destroy the world.”

"Unfortunately, Jin Ming had no idea that this Buddha's palm had been corrupted by the desires of this humble monk many years ago, bringing only boundless despair. After Jin Ming made his wish, the Buddha's palm flowed with filthy blood, and most of the disciples of the Nirvana Sect, as well as the people born and raised in this world, along with Jin Ming himself, were turned into hungry ghosts. Only a few people escaped the calamity because they were not present at the time."

"In a short period of time, there was no living thing left in the world, and even weeds were dug up and eaten by hungry ghosts."

“Originally a blessed land, it has become what it is today, and I feel ashamed. It is a pity that I have been transformed into a deity by the power of incense offerings, and I cannot go against the rules I set. As long as the disciples of Nirvana Sect make enough offerings, their corresponding wishes will be granted. I can only watch helplessly as heaven and earth perish, and I truly regret my past actions.”

Upon hearing this, Qu Heng suddenly asked, "The monk Jinming offered this Buddha's palm as a sacrifice to you. In fact, he used the rules of incense to force you to swallow the Buddha's palm. But even the Buddha worshipped by the Nirvana Sect for thousands of years is not as good as this Buddha's palm. In the end, it was the Buddha's palm that fused with you and became tainted by the rules of incense."

"Without lifting a finger, he made you, this god, die on your own. Then Jin Ming reaped the benefits, making a wish upon the Buddha's palm was the same as making a wish upon you, using a tiny bit of force to move the entire world. What a clever scheme, that bald monk Jin Ming really knows how to exploit loopholes."

“Amitabha, benefactor, you are quite familiar with the methods of my Nirvana Sect. This humble monk was originally trapped in the Buddha's palm, and could only serve as a medium for the Nirvana Sect to control the Buddha's palm. Fortunately, you benefactors brought this scripture, which suppressed the Buddha's palm, allowing me to escape.” The Nirvana monk did not hide his disheveled state, and then urged Chen Ye, “Benefactor, there is no time to lose. The world is becoming increasingly chaotic. If we delay any longer, it may be too late.”

Chen Ye looked around. The red color between heaven and earth was getting thicker and thicker. The distant mountains seemed to be constantly pressing inwards, and they really looked like they were on the verge of collapse.

Without much time to think, Chen Ye looked at Qu Heng and Mo Ci, and both elders said in unison, "You decide."

Chen Ye sighed, summoned the Emperor of Fengdu, and once again used the red snake as bait to lure the hungry ghosts up the high mountain.

Even if it really is Wuzhishan, we will still take it down!
(End of this chapter)