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

Chapter 92 Fame Spreads Throughout the World: First Encounter with a Myth
Liu Su, the Qinglian Prince, a direct descendant of the Huanhua Sword Sect and ranked eighth on the Human Ranking, was easily defeated by a white-robed monk.

The news spread like wildfire throughout Yingcheng and, through the intelligence networks of various powers, rapidly reached Jiangdong and even the entire Southern Jin Dynasty.

It should be noted that this year's Human Ranking is unlike any other era. The unity of heaven and man, which was rarely seen in the past, has appeared in the top ten of the Human Ranking, and Qinglian Gongzi Liusu is one of them.

At this level, the strength gap between the top ten young powerhouses on the Human Ranking is already very small.

Even He Jiu, the Invisible Swordsman ranked first on the Human Ranking, might be able to defeat the other top ten on the Human Ranking, but he doesn't actually suppress them.

The fact that this white-robed monk could easily defeat Qinglian Gongzi Liusu means that his strength may have surpassed He Jiu's, and he is not on the same level as the other people in the top ten of the Human Ranking.

This event caused an even greater stir in the martial arts world than He Jiu's banquet at Xingyun Manor.

After all, this means that He Jiu, who has held the top spot on the rankings for three years, may have to relinquish his position.

For a time, the entire city of Ying was discussing the battle between the white-robed monk and the Qinglian Prince Liusu, and speculating about his identity.

Meanwhile, many top experts who had gathered in Yingcheng because of the Xingyun Banquet also became somewhat curious about this white-robed monk.

Puxianzhai is the most popular Buddhist temple in Yingcheng.

Inside the meditation room, a tall and upright man sat cross-legged, radiating a gentle, warm Buddhist aura.

Strangely, the man was wearing a bright yellow robe, exuding an air of nobility.

Standing in front of him was a effeminate middle-aged man in a black robe and hat, who was reporting something.

"Easily defeated Liusu"

The man in the bright yellow robe paused slightly, then asked, "Do you know which family's Buddhist temple this white-robed monk is a descendant of?"

"Your Highness, please forgive me."

The effeminate man bowed respectfully and said, "According to Young Master Qinglian Liusu, the Buddhist name of this white-robed monk is Fahai, but our intelligence does not contain any records of this Buddhist expert."

The man in the bright yellow robe was none other than the current Crown Prince of Southern Jin. A look of absentmindedness crossed his face as he murmured, "Fahai."

The moment he finished speaking, a faint Buddhist light appeared within his primordial spirit, and his brow shone slightly, as if a glass-like relic had emerged, carrying a sense of purity.

The effeminate man in front of him seemed to have known about his Crown Prince's situation all along, and showed no unusual expression, still standing respectfully in place.

After a long while, the relic between the eyebrows of the Crown Prince of Southern Jin disappeared, and he spoke: "I want to ascend the throne and transform Southern Jin into a Buddhist kingdom on earth. I need the support of Buddhism. Continue to investigate the specific situation of this Zen Master Fahai. I want to bring him under my wing."

"Yes."

The effeminate man bowed and left the meditation room.

The Southern Jin crown prince's gaze shifted slightly, a faint Buddhist light appearing in his eyes as he softly chanted, "Amitabha."

Xingyun Manor is nestled against the mountains and beside the water, with a solemn entrance and a more rugged feel compared to ordinary Jiangdong gardens.

Inside a hall in the manor, Liusu was talking to a tall young man.

This young man was twenty-four or twenty-five years old, with sword-like eyebrows and an air of heroism. He was none other than He Jiu, the Invisible Sword, ranked number one on the Human Ranking.

"So, this Zen Master Fahai didn't use his full strength when he fought you?"

He Jiu's face showed a rare hint of seriousness.

"I am not sure as well."

Liu Su gave a wry smile, a look of daze on her face, as if she was still immersed in that battle: "To be honest, I had no idea how much strength the opponent had shown. I couldn't even withstand one of his moves when he was serious. Facing this Zen Master Fahai, I felt like I was facing an Outer Realm expert."

"A master of outdoor photography."

Upon hearing this, He Jiu's eyes became exceptionally bright, and his entire being resembled a captivating, invisible sword aura.

Sensing He Jiu's change, Liu Su's eyes showed a thoughtful look, and she asked curiously, "Brother He, have you crossed that boundary?"

He Jiu shook his head: "It's still a little short. I originally hoped to finish it at the Xingyun Banquet, but now it seems I might have to go and meet this Zen Master Fahai."

"what"

Liu Su instinctively wanted to stop him. He had a feeling that even if He Jiu in front of him crossed that boundary and surpassed the unity of heaven and man, he probably would not be a match for that Zen Master Fahai.

However, before she could finish speaking, Liu Su stopped advising him, sensing the intense fighting spirit emanating from He Jiu.

Since He Jiu has already made up his mind, there's nothing he can do to stop him.

Jiange.

The Sword Washing Pavilion is a branch of the pavilion located in Ying City.

After arriving at this place, Meng Qi went through the procession and scrutinizing gazes before finally meeting Jiang Zhiwei.

"Are you saying that Zen Master Fahai appeared in the main world?"

A look of surprise appeared on Jiang Zhiwei's face.

Meng Qi nodded: "That's right, I saw it with my own eyes. It's a pity that after Senior Brother Fahai defeated Liu Su, he left immediately. He was too fast, and I couldn't keep up with him."

"This"

Jiang Zhiwei pondered for a moment, her expression turning serious: "It seems that, just as we speculated before, the main world is also one of the mission worlds."

"Ah."

Meng Qi agreed, a hint of curiosity on his face: "I wonder what Senior Brother Fahai's mission will be?"

"It's probably far beyond what we can handle."

Jiang Zhiwei recalled her experiences in the Journey to the West world and said with emotion, "Back then, Zen Master Fahai was only at the minor completion stage of the Seven Apertures Heaven and Earth cultivation, yet he was able to kill a great demon from the outer realm. Now, according to what you've said, he has already achieved the unity of heaven and man, and his strength is probably approaching that of a top master who has crossed the first level of the Heavenly Ladder."

"really."

Upon hearing Jiang Zhiwei's words, Meng Qi couldn't help but recall the extraordinary and heaven-defying combat power that his senior brother Fahai displayed during the Journey to the West mission.

Even now, he is ranked sixth on the list of human warriors. He has mastered the two divine skills that focus on physical training, namely the Eight-Nine Arcane Arts and the Golden Bell Cover. Compared to ordinary martial artists, his physique is comparable to that of a savage beast.

But compared to his senior brother Fahai's abnormal physique, Meng Qi felt that he was still as weak as an infant.

Perhaps this is the true golden body of a Buddhist monk!

The thought crossed Meng Qi's mind, and he looked on with a sigh.

He has always been known for his strong physique among other martial artists, and has even earned the title of "Rugged Vajra".

However, compared to his senior brother Fahai, his title seemed somewhat undeserved.

At this point, Jiang Zhiwei seemed to have thought of something and said, "By the way, our sect's Uncle-Master Hong has arrived in Yingcheng. If we find Zen Master Fahai, perhaps we can provide some help for his mission."

"I will keep an eye on Brother Fahai's whereabouts through the Six Doors' intelligence network."

Meng Qi himself has joined the Six Doors and become one of its constables. He can use the Six Doors' intelligence network, which has brought him many advantages.

Twenty li east of Yingcheng lies Longpan Mountain.

Therefore, the mountain is winding and undulating, like a dragon coiled up, hence the name.

The moonlight, like water, poured down from the distant sky, draping Longpan Mountain in a thin, silvery veil.

Deep in the mountains, the vegetation is lush, and graves can be vaguely seen among the trees.

This place was originally called Tenglong Valley, and it was the ancestral tomb of the Han family, the royal family of the previous dynasty.

After the previous dynasty was destroyed, the Zhao family sent troops to destroy this place and desecrate the ancestral tombs of the Han family.

However, because this valley is where the former royal family rose to power, many people believe it is an excellent feng shui site and choose to secretly bury their relatives here.

Over time, this place became a notorious valley of chaotic graves.

But tonight, this valley of chaotic graves seems rather lively.

A masked man dressed in black stood before a large tomb. Opposite him stood two groups of people: one group consisted of five monks in yellow robes, while the other group consisted of only one person, a black-robed man with a bulbous nose.

"Sikong Tu, where is the true imperial seal?"

One of the monks in yellow robes spoke up: "As long as you hand over the true imperial seal, His Highness the Crown Prince will definitely not treat you unfairly."

The other monks looked at the black-robed man with a bulbous nose opposite them, their faces showing wariness. Upon hearing the words of the yellow-robed monk, the black-robed man with a bulbous nose changed his expression and hurriedly said, "Sikong Tu, His Highness Prince Jin is respectful to scholars. If you hand over the true imperial seal to His Highness Prince Jin, you may make any request."

The masked man in black opposite them, Sikong Tu, did not speak, seemingly deep in thought.

Just then, he seemed to sense something, and his expression suddenly changed.

But before he could speak, a dark figure suddenly darted out from the darkness, surrounded by demonic energy, making it impossible to see its exact appearance. All that could be felt was that it was sinister and terrifying.

The demonic figure let out a demonic howl, causing everyone's minds to tremble and fall into a daze, while its demonic claws directly pierced the body of the black-robed man with the bulbous nose.

In an instant, the black-robed man with the bulbous nose seemed to be immersed in the greatest bliss in the world, a bliss many times greater than any previous lovemaking with women.

His lower body shot out, and his flesh, bones, and true energy all dissolved and flowed towards the demonic shadow, where they were completely devoured.

In the blink of an eye, the black-robed man's flesh and blood disappeared, turning him into a dried-up corpse.

The crowd, who had just recovered from the demonic roar, were horrified by the bizarre scene before their eyes.

"Jie Jie"

The demonic figure casually tossed aside the black-robed, desiccated corpse in his hand, let out a sinister laugh, and pounced on the five monks dressed in yellow robes.

Upon witnessing this scene, the five formed a Buddhist mudra, their auras shifted, and they chanted in unison, "Amitabha!"

Buzz

The chanting of the Buddha's name seemed to open a secret door, and the auras of the five monks changed accordingly, intertwining with each other as if they had become a single entity.

The surrounding area was filled with a sense of tranquility, and it was transformed into a pure land.

After the demonic figure entered this area, the demonic energy around it seemed to collide with the invisible energy, constantly dissolving and revealing its true form.

He was dressed in a black robe and wore a strange mask; he was the 'Great Free Emperor' who had betrayed the Demon Lord and sought refuge in the Heavenly Court.

boom

Upon seeing this, one of the monks held his prayer beads in one hand and clapped his other hand out.

At this moment, the five people used a secret technique to connect into one, and all their power gathered into the monk's body, turning his palms dark gold and making his palm strikes fierce and powerful enough to break metal and stone.

"Jie Jie"

The 'Great Free Emperor' let out a strange, eerie laugh, which sounded like a demonic chant, shaking the minds of the five monks.

At the same time, demonic energy swirled on his demonic claws, directly colliding with the monk's Buddha palm and sticking to it.

In an instant, this monk followed in the footsteps of the black-robed man with the bulbous nose, feeling as if he were in a state of bliss, and the Buddhist heart he had cultivated over the years shattered.

Moreover, because the five monks' energy was connected, the other four were also deeply immersed in bliss and unable to extricate themselves.

Their flesh, blood, and true energy dissolved and merged into the demonic shadow's body, where they were directly devoured.

bang bang

One after another, thuds of people falling to the ground rang out, and five more desiccated corpses appeared on the ground, while the aura of the 'Great Free Emperor' grew stronger and stronger.

All of this happened in an instant. Then, he looked at the masked man in black opposite him and uttered a hoarse, frantic voice: "Sikong Tu, hand over the True Imperial Seal."

Sikong Tu, who was opposite him, ignored his words. His aura changed, and he transformed into a black shadow, instantly merging into the night, intending to escape.

"Want to go?"

The 'Great Free Emperor' let out another demonic howl and pounced directly at Sikong Tu.

The demonic sound swept through, shaking Sikong Tu's mind. He emerged from the night, a long sword appearing in his hand, and slashed at the 'Great Free Emperor'.

The sword and the claws clashed, and the sword suddenly became stuck to the claws. The force on the claws surged toward the 'Great Free Emperor' and was devoured by him.

At this moment, Sikong Tu finally felt that terrifying power of ecstasy. He felt as if his flesh and bones had developed an independent will and wanted to defect to the enemy.

Fortunately, he was already a seasoned half-step exterior viewer with strength far beyond that of ordinary people. He immediately severed the connection and retreated quickly.

The 'Great Free Emperor' naturally followed closely.

bang bang

In this chaotic graveyard valley, two figures constantly crossed paths, causing the surrounding celestial phenomena to change accordingly.

Just as the two were fighting, a faint Buddhist light appeared, and an otherworldly figure dressed in a moon-white monk's robe stepped into this chaotic graveyard valley. It was Zhong Xu, who had been tracked down by the causal star line.

He watched the battle unfolding in the chaotic graveyard and chuckled, "Heh, it's true what they say, timing is everything!"

His words instantly jolted the two men who were fighting.

嘭

After a collision, the two separated.

The 'Great Free Emperor' glanced at the white-robed monk who had suddenly arrived, and after sensing his cultivation level, instantly transformed into a demonic shadow and pounced on him, wanting to deal with this unexpected variable first.

Looking at the mask on 'Great Free Emperor's' face, Zhong Xu's eyes revealed a hint of understanding, and he chuckled and said, "A person from mythology?"

Myth is an organization in the real world, whose members are many reincarnations from the Six Paths of Reincarnation. They are named after the immortals and gods of ancient mythology, and their current leader is the 'Heavenly Emperor' Han Guang.

Upon hearing that the white-robed monk had recognized his identity and origins at a glance, the 'Great Free Emperor's' murderous intent intensified.

Before he even reached Zhong Xu, he let out a demonic howl, carrying a strange power that shook the primordial spirit.

However, when the demonic howl rang in Zhong Xu's ears, he only felt a bit noisy and was not affected in any way.

This is quite normal. Putting aside the various protective things in Zhong Xu's spiritual sea, his mental nerves underwent a transformation after he gained a sliver of the understanding of "I am who I am," giving him tremendous resistance to attacks targeting his mental will.

Let alone a sonic attack from a mere half-step Outer Realm expert, even if an Outer Realm expert went all out, it wouldn't be able to affect Zhong Xu's mind.

Realizing that the Demonic Roar had no effect, the true energy within the 'Great Free Emperor' suddenly changed, generating a strange suction force containing some eerie true meaning, which swept towards Zhong Xu, wanting to plunge him into the Great Bliss as well.

"what"

This power naturally had no effect on Zhong Xu. However, upon sensing this blissful aura, a thoughtful look appeared in his eyes, and he murmured, "So it's the Heavenly Demon Bliss!"

Upon hearing this, the Great Free Emperor's pupils contracted sharply.

This technique is not a tradition passed down from the main world. How does this white-robed monk know about it?

Could it be?

Before his thoughts could fully settle, his mind trembled violently. He felt an indescribable aura descend upon him, freezing him completely in place, unable to move an inch.

'Exterior shot.'

A thought arose in his mind, and the 'Great Free Emperor's' vision was completely filled by a palm, leaving nothing else.

The next moment, his consciousness was plunged into darkness.

In the outside world, Sikong Tu was preparing to escape when he witnessed a scene that made his heart tremble.

The white-robed monk simply raised his palm and pressed it down, and the terrifying masked demonic figure instantly exploded into a cloud of blood mist.

Instant kill!

One move and he instantly killed a powerful half-step Exterior Realm expert!

A master of outdoor shooting!
The thought crossed his mind, and Sikong Tu immediately stopped his escape.

He had no chance of escaping from a powerful expert in the field.

However, Zhong Xu did not look at Sikong Tu at this moment. Instead, he turned his gaze as if he had sensed something and looked at the distant sky.

Just as Zhong Xu was annihilating the 'Great Free Emperor', the two people facing off in the nearby mountains instantly turned their gazes toward the direction of the Chaotic Grave Valley.

One of the two is also wearing a mask, and is a 'mountain god' commonly seen in dramas.

The other person was a young girl in a white dress, ethereal and pure, with white lotuses faintly blooming around her.

(End of this chapter)