Invasion Myth: Starting with the Schoolteacher

Chapter 360 The Final Two-on-One
The main reason was that Ruoxu stopped him from taking revenge.

The monster now stands at the site of the former City of the Dead, gazing at the scene as if nothing had happened, as if watching a play.

Can this be tolerated? !

"Ruoxu, do you know what that demonic monk did?"

"He's gone mad!!!"

"That kind of sinister and evil aura is something even the Ghost Emperor wouldn't be able to overcome."

Before Heishan could continue speaking, Ruoxu became even angrier.

So what if my junior brother falls into demonic possession? Is that a big deal?!
This is called orderly inheritance!

Besides, is that surging Buddha light and vow power fake?
The mudra of the three Vidyarajas is formed, and the form of the second Vidyaraja appears!

Its body is dark yellow, with four sides that are blue, yellow, green, and red respectively. Its face is wrathful and ferocious. Flames surround its entire body. Its left foot treads on the head of Mahadeva, and its right foot treads on the chest of the goddess Uma.

It subdues the greed, anger, and ignorance of all beings throughout the three lifetimes, greatly enhancing its power to subdue demons.

Another heavy punch landed, and a terrifying aura emanated from the edge of hell.

The power of the Three Worlds King was extremely effective against demons. In an instant, the mountain range was struck hard, and several valleys were carved out of the vast rocky land.

Black Mountain was so angry that he yelled, "You unreasonable, unruly monk, how can you be so ungrateful?"

He diverted most of his magical power to condense overwhelming resentment, creating an extremely terrifying battle avatar.

Do you really think that it guards the City of the Dead solely for the sake of the Black Mountain Army?

This body is formed from resentment; as long as the resentment dissipates, the body will not die.

With another stomp of his foot, a long spear flew out from the black rocks, fully equipped with armor and a breastplate.

Demon's Roar:

"A mad monk!"

"Do you know that your junior brother razed the City of the Wrongfully Dead, the Bodhisattva of the Ksitigarbha?!"

"This is disrespectful to the Bodhisattva!"

"That fellow must be an incarnation of a heretic demon."

Ruoxu didn't believe it at all when he heard this. His junior brother's Ksitigarbha Buddha power was incredibly strong, even purer than his own Ksitigarbha Pure Land.

How dare you slander me like this? Even if it was my junior brother who eliminated me, there must have been a reason.

He replied directly with one sentence:
"Shut up!"

"Very well, very well," Black Mountain, enraged, thrust his spear forward.

Both were among the strongest beings below the level of immortals and gods. In terms of magical power and physical strength, Black Mountain was naturally superior. However, in terms of combat talent, Ruoxu was ten times better.

Two true rivals meet, their strategies endless, parrying left and attacking right, meeting front and back. Strange fog and gloomy clouds blanket the underworld, while billowing smoke and malevolent aura shoot towards the heavens.

In a frenzy of battle, Black Mountain transformed, his resentment merging with the rocks, growing to a towering height of ten thousand feet. His two giant hands held an unnamed spear, resembling the peaks of Yin Mountain. With raised eyebrows and a curved face, his short black hair like steel nails, he viciously pointed his spear at Xu Xuan, who was still watching from afar.

"They destroyed my temple and annihilated my Black Mountain Army with evil magic; this is a grudge."

If I were to laugh coldly, how dare these evil demons and heretics disturb my mind?

"You are a fierce god of the underworld, a demon who occupies a part of hell. Even in such a state, you still spread rumors and make trouble."

"He has unjustly lost the demeanor of a demon king."

As he spoke words that enraged Black Mountain, he continuously formed three hand seals with his hand.

Kundali Mudra!
With four faces and four arms, the right hand holds a vajra, the left hand is in the wish-fulfilling mudra, and the other two hands are in the karma mudra. The body is adorned with radiant light and resides in a moon disc, seated on a blue lotus-colored stone throne. The front face is compassionate, the second face from the right is wrathful, the third face from the left has a large smile, and the fourth face from the back has a slightly angry mouth.

The fundamental seal of Yamantaka!

Its entire body is bluish-black, in a wrathful form, with six faces, six arms, and six legs. It sits on a trembling seat, carrying flames on its back, and holding a halberd, bow, rope, sword, arrow, and club.

Vajra Yaksha Subjugation Seal!
The Vajrayana form has six arms holding various implements, namely a bow, arrow, sword, wheel mudra, and the karma of Sattva. It has five wrathful eyes, three heads, a horse-headed topknot, and is adorned with jewels to signify its majesty.

The five great Vidyarajas stood in the void, their figures completely covered by golden light.

Subduing demons, devouring evil karma, severing demonic obstacles, taming heretics, the supreme Vajra, mastering all.

With a shudder, it grew to the size of Black Mountain and swung its fists to smash down hard!

With numerous enhancements, Ruoxu's combat power is constantly surpassing that of the past, unleashing wave after wave of damage with a heart full of rage.

Montenegro has gone mad too.

Okay, okay, that’s it.

You Pure Land Buddhists are all beasts, all demons, all...￥#...￥%...￥
The battle escalated once again.

Xu Xuan in the distance.
Shockwaves came in waves, churning this long-suffering land of the dead.

He easily defended the area by casually using his magic to create a pure land.

The trial card is almost expired, but I can easily deflect incoming sword energy, fists, and beams of light.

Zhang Hua and Zhu Yingtai were both dumbfounded. These past few days had gone from ordinary underworld ghosts fighting to today's battle of gods, which was truly too exciting.

Moreover, I thought that all immortals chanted scriptures and cast spells like Master Xu, but it turns out that there are also such exciting fighting methods.

Xu Xuan, however, remained completely unfazed, even beginning to reflect on his own actions. Had he been involved in too many high-level battles? How could he not feel any fear at the sight of such a terrifying scene?

Just six days ago, the White Snake's massive, sky-covering white snake form brutally injured Bipoluoyan, the Dragon Subduer.
Ok.

No offense intended, but purely in comparison, battles in the mortal realm are more brutal and sophisticated.

"However, this kind of fighting can't go on forever."

If the power of the Pure Land is continuously bestowed, then the power of the Black Mountain is even more abundant.

If it were just a matter of ten days or half a month for one's own seven-day mourning period, then it would be over. Besides, Zhu Yingtai couldn't wait that long.

Who knows, the Zhu family might suddenly give up on treatment. Once the physical body dies, he'll become a ghost forever.

Xu Xuan decided to end the battle.

Feeling the expiration date of the trial card, with that little bit of willpower, it might only be enough for one illusion.

sufficient.

"You two don't leave this area. I'll be right back."

After saying this, Xu Xuan walked out, his steps graceful and his aura rising infinitely.

Even Ruoxu and Heishan, who were locked in fierce combat, temporarily stopped and looked over.

"Haha, you monster, you dare come here to die!!"

Heishan knew Xu Xuan's true strength and weakness best, knowing that the other party had only borrowed external forces and was not to be feared at this time.

Ruoxu, however, blocked that direction.

"Junior brother, this place is dangerous."

"Don't worry, senior brother, I still have one move left."

With a single move, Montenegro was invigorated.

I'll kill you, you demonic monk, with just one move!

Xu Xuan smiled, one move was enough, and then cast an illusion on himself.

If you lack the power, then talk about Buddhist principles. It's not always necessary to resort to violence.

Raise your hand, and a myriad of lights will shine forth.

A second kind of flower bloomed on the eternal underworld. The tiny wildflower, with an inexplicable power, pushed open the soil of death and blossomed in hell.

Ruo Xu was astonished. Was this an illusion? Hei Shan was shocked. This wasn't an illusion?

In an instant, the earth surged, and endless wildflowers covered the howling hell with their unbridled vitality.

"That's what I heard."

It was as if a scene had been brought from the past.

Shakyamuni ascended the altar to preach the Dharma, spreading the gospel far and wide. All things were bathed in the vast wisdom of the Buddha.

Then, with his holy right hand, Buddha seemingly intentionally or unintentionally picked up an ordinary wildflower from the ground of the underworld, smiled and showed it to the public, but remained silent.

The blooming of flowers, the return to the path, and the joy of the heart.

That powerful influence led Ruoxu to a sudden enlightenment, to the wondrous mind of Nirvana, to the formless reality of true form.

Xu Xuan also picked up a wildflower from the ground at the same time, looking at Heishan with a silent smile.

Yin energy submits, resentment dissipates, malevolent energy becomes docile, and even demonic desires transcend themselves.

He was personally taught by the Dragon Slayer, and he risked his life to learn two or three parts of the essence. Isn't that terrifying?
Black Mountain was utterly terrified. In its daze, it saw the stubborn rocks nodding, the ferocious beasts becoming docile, and the great Buddhist monks expressing joy upon realizing the Dharma.

Arhats, so many Arhats, Arhats riding on golden dragons are looking at me?

Bodhisattvas, so many Bodhisattvas, why does Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva disdain flowers?
佛祖
It was afraid; even illusions terrified it because they were too real.

Looking back now, the City of the Dead is gone, and anger won't solve anything.

This demonic monk's methods are bizarre; his designs incorporate willpower, authority, and desire, creating a series of interconnected schemes that chill the mountain to the bone. It would be quite inappropriate to rashly come here for revenge.

Furthermore, this clearly abnormal transmission of the Buddha's teachings has been brought up, showing disrespect for Bodhisattvas and the Buddha, as if everything is being manipulated at will.

Perhaps this last move is another trap; what a devilish monk.

Besides, it's still two against one, so I can't really say I've lost, right?

As Daheishan pondered, he silently began to retreat without making a sound, for fear of disturbing the Buddha who was smiling and holding up a flower at the head of the table.

When the illusion dissipated, only Xu Xuan's own people remained in the entire Howling Hell.

"Junior brother, you must tell me in detail what happened this past year."

"That's natural."

Suddenly, Xu Xuan revealed a smile that Ruoxu found familiar, as if it were the same expression he had when he found the copy of "Zhuangzi: On the Equality of Things" that Ruoxu had left in the library.

"Ahem, that's right."

"Junior brother, I've also prepared a little surprise for you."

(End of this chapter)