The Eastern Emperor of all Heavens did not wish to become a Buddha.

Chapter 50 The Sovereign Demon Buddha Ananda
boom

Countless swastikas constantly rearranged and changed, aligning with the many insights Zhong Xu gained from constantly contemplating the true meaning of the "Buddha's Palm" after receiving its true essence. This allowed him to finally grasp the first move of this peerless divine skill originating from the Buddha's lineage.

I am the only one!

This "I" refers to the true self, representing the nature of all living beings.

Everyone possesses Buddha-nature, and everyone can become a Buddha!

This palm strike disregards all external things, pointing directly to the essence of living beings, or rather, their innate spiritual light.

Buzz

The moment Zhong Xu comprehended the first move of the Tathagata Palm, he felt his consciousness expand instantly, transforming into a giant golden Buddha. It was imbued with a sense of reality and was solid and indestructible, as if the external world was an illusion and only his own mind and will were real.

Heaven and earth are illusions, but I alone am real!
The first move of Tathagata Palm: I am the only one who reigns supreme!

boom

Outside the main hall, a large golden Buddha surrounded by solemn Buddhist symbols appeared before the transformed Arhat, filling the sky and earth, with one hand pointing to the sky and the other touching the ground.

The Buddha's appearance bears a resemblance to Zhong Xu, exuding boundless nobility, as if there were nothing more noble in the world than Him.

The Buddha opened its mouth and emitted a grand and solemn sound:

"I am the only one in heaven and under heaven!"

The Buddha's voice, like thunder, echoed between heaven and earth, resonating throughout the entire sacred mountain and pure land, causing the whole world to resonate with it.

Meng Qi and the others, who were originally intimidated by the power of the Arhat and unable to move, suddenly felt relaxed all over. It was as if the Buddha was preaching in front of them, his voice like thunder, containing unfathomable Zen wisdom, which allowed them to get rid of the power of the Arhat directly.

'This is.'

Looking at the perfectly round and serene golden Buddha statue, Meng Qi and the others felt an indescribable sense of awe.

Especially after noticing the Buddha's appearance, everyone was completely stunned.

Buddha?

Was Zen Master Fahai a successor of the Buddha?

The thought struck them like a thunderbolt, leaving them momentarily speechless.

The moment the golden Buddha appeared before the Mahavira Hall, the Corpse-Transformed Arhat stopped in his tracks. His deathly gaze softened, and he looked at the golden Buddha standing before him with awe.

boom

The pale golden Buddha palm, radiating boundless light, descended and landed directly on the head of the corpse-transformed Arhat, who showed no intention of dodging.

Buzz

The Buddha's palm, seemingly illusory, passed through the Arhat's forehead, radiating boundless Buddha light.

The gray-white death aura and pitch-black demonic energy around the Arhat surged rapidly, revealing his dark golden Vajra body.

His expression showed no pain or struggle, but rather a sense of relief. He sat cross-legged, clasped his hands together, and softly chanted:

"That's what I heard."

Teng!
The moment the chanting began, a pure, crystal-clear flame emerged from his body, carrying the meaning of Nirvana. It ignited his Arhat golden body, as well as the ashen death energy and the pitch-black demonic energy, burning silently.

The Arhat seemed unaware of the changes within himself, simply chanting scriptures softly, a compassionate smile of liberation on his face.

At the same time, a line of bloody tears flowed from his eyes, his eyes filled with a hint of confusion.

Do Arhats shed tears?

Seeing this, Meng Qi and the others became even more confused.

What exactly happened during the Battle of Mount Ling? Even Arhats, who were comparable to Dharma Bodies, seemed not to understand the details and shed tears of blood.
Flames rose high, soaring into the sky and illuminating the entire Buddhist temple with light and purity.

A moment later, the flames subsided, and the Arhat's golden body, along with the grayish-white death aura and pitch-black demonic energy, were completely burned away, leaving only a relic that looked like a seven-colored glass, which could dispel all worries.

Meng Qi and the others stared blankly at the scene before them, filled with endless emotions.

An Arhat, comparable to a Dharmakaya being, attained Nirvana just like that. If it weren't for that relic, everything would have seemed like a dream. Om.

As Zhong Xu used the first move of the Tathagata Palm, "I Alone Am Supreme," to liberate the golden Arhat, he suddenly felt a connection, as if his mind and spirit were in harmony with the entire sacred mountain and pure land.

At this moment, his vision seemed to be in another dimension, constantly rising, and new scenes were reflected in the lake of his heart:

The summit of Lingshan Mountain is where the Buddha preached in ancient times.

What was once a sacred Buddhist site is now a desolate and lifeless place.

The sky and earth were dark, riddled with cracks, a fierce wind raged, and thunder filled the air.

At the very center of the peak, there is a giant pit that seems to lead straight to the deepest hell, with countless demonic and deathly energies circulating, like a chaotic dance of demons.

Around the giant pit, golden Buddhas, seemingly capable of communicating with all the heavens and the myriad worlds, sat cross-legged, their immense power sweeping across the heavens and earth, many times stronger than the golden Arhats who had undergone Nirvana.

bang
A sudden flash of lightning illuminated the dim world, and also the giant golden Buddha statues.

Its surface was mottled and cracked, surrounded by a grayish-white aura and thick black mist, filled with death and evil.

Their faces were stained with blood, like two lines of bloody tears left behind back then, which have not disappeared even after thousands of years, leaving behind eternal hatred.

“Ananda.”

A series of furious roars, filled with resentment, resounded from the bodies of many Buddhas, echoing endlessly, as if they could never be freed.

Just then, the entire sacred mountain suddenly trembled, and a grand and solemn Buddhist chant seemed to rise from it, carrying the meaning of Nirvana and purity.

boom

The numerous Buddhas surrounding the giant pit suddenly surged with energy, gazing in a certain direction. Their greyish-white deathly aura and pitch-black demonic energy subsided, and they slowly clasped their hands together, chanting softly:
"That's what I heard."

The sound of chanting echoed atop Mount Ling, dispelling some of the deathly stillness of the place.

The scene was reflected in the lake of his heart, and the golden Buddha in the ocean of his mind shone slightly. A realization dawned on Zhong Xu:
I fear that in the future I will need to help these Buddhas, whose obsessions are hard to let go, to truly attain liberation!

This is the cause and effect of how I received the "Buddha's Palm" inheritance.

'I see.'

'Buddha.'

As thoughts raced through his mind, Zhong Xu wanted to continue his investigation, but his consciousness suddenly began to recede, and the images in his mind's lake slowly dissipated.

bang
Just then, a thunderous roar rang out, illuminating the depths of the giant pit.

A giant golden cudgel, connecting heaven and earth, was inserted into the center of the giant pit, penetrating the sacred mountain and pure land.

Not far from the giant golden cudgel, a mountain peak resembling a five-fingered hand stands tall.

The mountain peak was not high, but it appeared unusually heavy. A Bodhi tree branch that shimmered with seven-colored light was stuck at the top. The light flowed and sealed the entire mountain peak like flowing water.

Between the golden cudgel and the Five Finger Mountain, a figure dressed in a dark gold cassock stood, only his back could be seen, his temperament was indifferent, and his figure was somewhat familiar.

'Master.'

Zhong Xu tried hard to concentrate, but he still couldn't make out the figure's appearance.

Just then, the figure suddenly turned around, seemingly looking in a certain direction.

However, before Zhong Xu could see his face clearly, his consciousness completely returned, and the image in his mind completely disappeared.

At the summit of Lingshan Mountain, in front of Wuzhi Mountain.

The figure, draped in a kasaya and with dark gold skin, turned around, revealing a face that kept changing, sometimes resembling Meng Qi, sometimes Pu Zhi, and finally settling on Zhong Xu's face.

After transforming into the appearance of 'Zhong Xu', he clasped his hands together, a faint smile appearing on his handsome face:

"Teacher, from the moment He chose this path, everything was already destined. Failure is failure. What can you change now?"

(End of this chapter)