We promised to develop a game of elimination, but what the hell is going on with Havoc in Heaven?

The blood-red scene on the light screen exploded before the eyes of the Buddhist disciples of Mount Ling like a thunderbolt. The pupils of the Arhats and Bodhisattvas shrank, and even the jade bottle in the hand of Guanyin Bodhisattva trembled slightly, and the nectar falling from the willow branch in the bottle rippled.

Samantabhadra and Manjushri hesitated, but ultimately remained silent, only closing their eyes and uttering a Buddhist chant. Although they knew their mounts had caused havoc in the mortal realm, they had never imagined it would be this tragic. Manjushri's face was deathly pale, and his hands, hanging at his sides, clenched unconsciously.

The Buddhist community has always been compassionate, and the tragic scene shown in this light screen is undoubtedly a slap in the face to them.

"Hahaha, I think Fellow Daoist Qiao is right. Fate and destiny, who decides them? Your Buddhist sect!"

And just then.

A loud laugh suddenly rang out from the horizon.

The crowd looked in the direction of the sound, and soon saw Erlang Shen Zhenjun leading the Seven Monsters of Meishan to the front of the formation.

"Of course! If it wasn't these bald monks who made the order, who else could it be?"

After Erlang Shen's voice fell, another voice immediately rang out, followed closely by Nezha's voice, which also arrived at this moment.

Upon seeing the two, the players present and the viewers in the live stream immediately erupted in excitement.

"Hahaha, Second Brother, Nezha." Sun Wukong was also all smiles when he saw the two of them.

Erlang Shen and Nezha nodded to Sun Wukong with smiles on their faces.

The three traitors had all gathered at this moment, heading straight for the Western Paradise.

When Guanyin Bodhisattva and the others saw the two, their expressions became even more unpleasant: "Erlang Shen, Nezha, do you also intend to become enemies of Buddhism?"

"To be an enemy of Buddhism? No, no, no, does Buddhism intend to be an enemy of us?!" Erlang Shen's eyes narrowed, and he shouted sharply, "The three demons of Lion Camel Ridge have been running rampant in the mortal realm, committing heinous crimes. How dare Buddhism, as the righteous path, try to protect you?"

The Golden-Winged Roc stood behind the Bodhisattva and sneered, "The lifespan of mortals is predetermined by Heaven. Are the lives of mere ants worth all this fuss? Sun Wukong, Erlang Shen, you are just trying to use this as an excuse to flatten Mount Ling and seize the fortune of my Buddhist sect!"

"Luck!" Erlang Shen sneered, his voice suddenly rising and shaking the clouds. "I, Yang Jian, don't even care for such things! What we seek has never been some ethereal luck, but justice!"

"Hundreds of thousands of lives were lost unnaturally, and the murderer was the mount of your Buddhist bodhisattvas. Instead of punishing him, you let him go, and now you accuse us of making a fuss over nothing? Is this the compassion of the Western Paradise? Is this the Buddhism and Taoism that are revered by the Three Realms?"

So many people died indirectly at the hands of Buddhism, and yet Buddhism says it's all about fate and destiny.

What if there were no Buddhism, no demons, gods, or Buddhas? Would these people also be destined to die at this time?

All these gods and Buddhas in the sky feel that whatever they do is justified, but they don't care about the consequences.

"Second brother, why waste words with them? If you ask me, we should just beat them into submission and prevent any immortals or Buddhas from disturbing the mortal realm!" Nezha, who was listening from the side, was furious. He held his fire-tipped spear and pointed it directly at Guanyin Bodhisattva and the others.

He actually felt a strong connection to what he was hearing. Back then, he had done the same thing, except that he had killed the Third Prince of the East Sea Dragon Palace who was running rampant on the shore, and the East Sea Dragon King was going to flood Chentang Pass.

If even gods and Buddhas act so recklessly, the mortal world would be so much better without them.

"Hmm." Yang Jian's eyes also shone brightly upon hearing this.

For him, the Yang family was destroyed and killed by 100,000 heavenly soldiers and generals, and the mortal world was devastated by the burning of the ten golden crows. Every single one of these events was still vivid in his mind. Now, Lion Camel Ridge was in the same situation. Perhaps, the separation of the three realms was the best ending.

[Holy crap! Yang Jian and Nezha aren't just here to demand justice from Buddhism, they also want to establish an ironclad rule that gods and Buddhas cannot interfere with mortal affairs?]

[So cool! No wonder he's Erlang Shen and the Great God of the Three Altars and Seas!]

[But can this really work? It seems even more difficult than attacking Buddhism.] [Indeed, the Heavenly Court won't stand idly by. Hmm, facing both the Heavenly Court and Buddhism head-on?]

[Bullshit! We're players, what can't be done with players?]

Upon hearing Yang Jia and Nezha's words, both the players and the viewers in the live stream were completely excited.

At the same time, they all felt excited and thrilled. Yes, forget about attacking Buddhism and the Heavenly Court, setting rules for gods and Buddhas is what they should be doing now! If this succeeds, that will be truly awesome!

"Erlang Shen, Third Prince, do you know what you're doing?" Guanyin Bodhisattva looked at the two in astonishment, wondering where they got the courage.

Sun Wukong, not wanting to be outdone, caused his golden cudgel to grow several feet tall with a "whoosh," its tip pointing directly at Guanyin Bodhisattva. His monkey hair stood on end: "I, Old Sun, think that what my second brother and Nezha said makes a lot of sense! Guanyin, I, Old Sun, respect you, but on this matter, Flower Fruit Mountain will not yield an inch!"

"Hahaha, yes!"

"We, Huaguo Mountain and Guanjiang Estuary, will stand together through thick and thin!"

That's exactly how it has to be done!

"Since it's fate, destiny, then let mortals take control of it themselves!"

"Great Sage is mighty! Manifesting Sage is mighty! Third Prince is mighty!"

As soon as Sun Wukong spoke, the players also went wild, shouting in unison.

Qiao Liang, Xiao Huohuo, Liu Ruyan, and the others all had excited expressions on their faces.

From seeking justice to establishing rules, it's certainly a remarkable achievement.

"Amitabha." Guanyin Bodhisattva closed her eyes and uttered a Buddhist chant. She understood that the matter was now unavoidable.

After Guanyin Bodhisattva uttered this Buddhist chant, the numerous Arhats and Bodhisattvas behind her, as well as Sun Wukong, Erlang Shen, Nezha, and many other players, also moved.

"Roar!!!"

With a roar, the Bull Demon King revealed his true form. The giant blue bull raised its head and roared, with raging demonic flames rising from its horns, causing several cracks to appear in the stone steps at the foot of Mount Ling.

The other six Great Sages, Peng Demon King, Jiao Demon King, and even the Black Bear Spirit and White Bone Spirit, were all excited and displayed their supernatural powers.

They were once oppressed by Buddhism and the Heavenly Court. Now, with the existence of figures like Sun Wukong, Erlang Shen, and Nezha, and the opportunity to step on Buddhism, how could they not be excited?

In contrast.

On the Buddhist side, the five hundred Arhats plus several Bodhisattvas were no match for the Flower Fruit Mountain players, not only in number but also in strength.

Although each of them was quite strong, they quickly began to fall behind under the overwhelming numbers of Huaguo Mountain, and one by one they were on the verge of collapse and unable to hold on.

The war soon broke out at the entrance of Lingshan.

"Amitabha."

Sensing the situation outside, the Buddha sighed and chanted a Buddhist prayer, then sent someone to the Heavenly Court to seek help from the Jade Emperor… (End of Chapter)