Starting Immortal Cultivation from a White Dog

A giant hand appeared abruptly in the sky, instantly obscuring the entire expanse.

The hand's five fingers were spread out, each finger like a divine pillar supporting the sky, with countless rays of Buddhist light flowing across the knuckles. That Buddhist light was not ordinary gold, but a kind of almost transparent glass color, so pure that it was untouched by any dust, yet so heavy that it could crush eternity.

As the palm fell, the sky trembled and the earth cracked.

The waters of the four seas surged back simultaneously.

Even time seemed to freeze at this moment.

The hand slowly pressed down, palm facing down, directly towards Wu Tian's location.

The lines on the palm were clearly visible, each line like a chasm, so deep it seemed capable of holding a galaxy. Within the palm lines, countless incantations arose and vanished, as if chanting scriptures.

When that palm struck, it felt as if the entire world was sinking.

Wu Tian looked up, his long black hair fluttering in the wind from the invisible pressure. His robes clung to his body, and his immortal Devouring Heaven Body made a crackling sound. The 480 million incantations within his body roared wildly, trying to resist the giant palm that was descending from the sky.

Without a doubt, the one who made the move was a powerful Golden Immortal.

It is Shakyamuni Buddha of the Great Thunder Temple on Mount Ling.

Shakyamuni was a powerful Golden Immortal, a being who created the world and established his own immortal realm. Wu Tian, ​​even in his Devouring Heaven Body state, had only taken half a step on the path to becoming a Golden Immortal.

This half-step is an insurmountable chasm.

"Is this the power of a Golden Immortal...?"

Wu Tian murmured to himself, his pupils slightly contracting, but his pale face showed no fear, and a defiant smile curled at the corner of his mouth.

"I was just about to test whether my Devouring Heaven Body's bones are tough enough..."

He raised his hand, and the Devouring Bottle spun in his palm, emitting a deep hum, as if responding to its master's will.

However, just as that giant hand was about to press down on Wu Tian's head...

A clear and melodious cry resounded throughout the three realms.

The long cry was like a phoenix's cry in the heavens, piercing through gold and splitting rocks, soaring straight to the ninth heaven. Within the long cry, endless flames burned, the five virtues flowed, and the primordial energy surged.

hum!
A burst of fire shot into the sky from the mountains of southern Xinjiang.

The flame was initially just a wisp, as thin as a hair, but in an instant it transformed into a pillar of fire that reached the sky, tearing a hole in the Buddha's light that obscured the heavens.

A figure slowly emerged from the firelight.

It was a woman.

She emerged from the flames, her bare feet treading on the void. With each step she took, a fiery lotus bloomed beneath her feet. As the fiery lotuses bloomed, countless mysterious incantations floated from the petals, transforming into a shower of blossoms that drifted down from the sky.

She wore a five-colored rainbow dress, and every thread of the dress shimmered with different luster.

Crimson like fire, yellow like gold, blue like the sky, white like clouds, black like the abyss... Five colors intertwine and flow on her body, yet they do not appear chaotic at all; instead, they possess a natural and magnificent beauty.

The hem of Ni Chang's skirt was very long, spreading out in the void like a burning cloud.

Her figure was graceful and slender, her waist so thin it seemed almost too delicate to be grasped, while her breasts were full and ample, stretching the five-colored dress into a breathtaking arc. A thin veil, as thin as a cicada's wing, draped over her shoulders, fluttering in the wind, enveloping her in a hazy halo.

The Lord of the Yellow Heavens, the Fire Phoenix, has appeared.

Her face was breathtakingly beautiful.

It was a beauty that transcended gender, age, and even race; her features were so exquisite that they seemed to have been sculpted from the most refined Daoist principles of heaven and earth, with every curve and every line perfectly proportioned.

Her skin was as white as jade, yet it faintly glowed with firelight, giving her a warm and dazzling radiance.

The most powerful and beautiful woman in the Three Realms walked on a lotus flower and stood in front of Wu Tian.

Behind her, five golden rings were slowly rotating.

Each of the five golden rings was like a small world, radiating light of different colors. Green, yellow, black, white, and red—the five colors rotated, evolving the principles and laws of the Five Virtues.

As Wu Tian watched her retreating figure, he felt the hatred and madness that had surged within him upon seeing Shakyamuni gradually subside.

The Buddha had driven him to the brink of ruin and death. If it weren't for the system panel, he would have died long ago. Even though he escaped with his life, he had to live in anonymity and dared not even see his wife and children.

Now, facing repeated pressure from the Buddhist community, when Shakyamuni took action, he appeared calm, but the hatred and anger in his heart were almost boiling.

Even knowing they were no match, they still used the Devouring Heaven Body to unleash its power.

Fortunately, the sudden appearance of the Fire Phoenix calmed him down quickly.

The woman in front of me was not tall, and could even be described as petite, but standing there, she seemed to hold up an entire world.

The Buddha's palm that descended from the sky suddenly stopped when it was only a hundred feet above Wu Tian's head.

It was not the Buddha's compassion, but the will of the Fire Phoenix that stood between the Buddha's palm and Wu Tian.

Fire Phoenix raised her right hand, her slender fingers making a loose clench.

hum!
The five golden rings trembled simultaneously, and a stream of primordial yellow energy surged out from the rings, transforming into a giant phoenix. The phoenix spread its wings and steadily supported the falling Buddha's palm.

Fire Phoenix raised its head and looked westward.

Her gaze pierced through billions of miles of void, landing on that sacred mountain, on that figure seated on the lotus throne.

“Shakyamuni…”

"The Star Lord of the Rabbit Day is someone I protect, yet your Buddhist sect disregards the rules and comes to kill people with your decree."

She paused, a cold smile curving her lips. The smile bloomed on her stunningly beautiful face, radiating a dazzling and captivating beauty.

"Now that she's been suppressed after her attempted murder, she has only herself to blame. What, does your Buddhist sect want to break ties with me?"

The Fire Phoenix's voice wasn't loud, but it traveled clearly into Mount Ling.

On the western horizon, atop Mount Ling.

The figure seated on the lotus throne finally moved.

Shakyamuni slowly raised his head, his face still calm, revealing no emotion. His gaze pierced through the void, landing on the Fire Phoenix, and then on the black-robed youth behind the Fire Phoenix who held the Devouring Heaven Bottle.

He spoke, his voice neither too loud nor too soft, neither too fast nor too slow, yet it clearly resounded throughout the Three Realms.

"Avalokitesvara cannot die."

He paused, his gaze falling on Wu Tian.

That gaze was terrifyingly calm, devoid of any murderous intent, anger, or even emotion. Yet it was precisely this calmness that sent a chill down one's spine.

"If she dies, you will not live alone either."

His voice remained calm, as if he were talking about something trivial.

"Even with the protection of the Yellow Heaven Lord."

He spoke each word slowly and deliberately, each word like a towering mountain, possessing an imposing and unyielding authority that suppressed everything.

"You too will perish." As soon as the words fell, boundless Buddhist light soared into the western sky.

The Buddha's light was so dazzling that it dyed half the sky gold, and within the light, a huge golden Buddha statue slowly emerged.

The golden body was so enormous that its entirety could not be discerned. It sat cross-legged in the void, its head reaching the heavens and its feet treading the netherworld. Its body was higher than a mountain, wider than the sea, and more vast than heaven and earth.

Countless rays of Buddha light flowed around the golden statue.

Within each ray of Buddha's light, countless Bodhisattvas, Arhats, Bhikkhus, Upasakas, and Upasikas were chanting scriptures. The sound of the scriptures was far-reaching, resounding throughout the three realms, as if it had existed since the beginning of time, and as if it would continue until the end of time.

The Buddha's eyes were slightly lowered, looking down upon all beings in the three realms.

In those eyes, there was no compassion, no anger, only a calm that transcended all emotions.

A tranquility that is almost indistinguishable from the natural order.

At this moment, all sentient beings in the three realms saw the golden body of the Buddha.

Countless mortals raised their heads and looked westward. They saw the Buddha, taller than a mountain, and the Buddha's light that enveloped the heavens and the earth. Instinctively, they knelt down and kowtowed repeatedly, chanting Buddhist mantras.

Even the immortals, Buddhas, demons, and monsters trembled with fear at this moment, some kneeling in worship, others bowing respectfully, even though the Buddha was not watching them.

The towering golden Buddha statue suppresses the heavens and earth, and countless beings pay homage to it.

This scene was incredibly powerful.

Even above the nine heavens, before the Heavenly Gate.

Those powerful figures who were vying for the divine throne also stopped fighting.

Inside the South Heavenly Gate, a star lord dressed in golden armor and holding a halberd raised his head and looked at the huge golden Buddha statue in the western sky, his halberd trembling slightly.

“The Buddha has manifested…” he murmured to himself, his voice hoarse.

The other immortals, Buddhas, gods, and demons gathered in front of the Heavenly Gate were also discussing among themselves, their expressions filled with awe.

"The Buddha is truly enraged... How domineering!"

"Who exactly is that person? How could they possibly suppress Avalokiteshvara?"

Countless immortals, Buddhas, gods, and demons were discussing it.

"Guanyin has been suppressed?" An old star official from the Heavenly Court stood under the Heavenly Gate, his aged face filled with disbelief.

"Who exactly is that? Why does he look somewhat like the Pleiades Star Lord?" A middle-aged celestial official beside him nodded, his voice also filled with shock.

"The Star Lord of the Rabbit Sun..." the old star official murmured the name, "Is he the Golden Crow Great Sage who was recently conferred the title of Star Lord of the Rabbit Sun?"

A divine general beside him shook his head. "Isn't that Mao Ri Xingjun a golden crow? His divine power, the Great Sun Divine Fist, is surrounded by golden light. But this one... doesn't look like it at all."

At this moment, Kong Lingxuan, who had been watching the battle from the sidelines at Tianmen, spoke with a somewhat solemn expression, "It is indeed that Pleiades Star Lord. I have been watching the battle ever since he and Guanyin fought."

"The Rabbit Star Lord must have made some kind of breakthrough, elevating his original cultivation and Taoist practice to the extreme, thus greatly increasing his combat power. That's why he was able to fight Guanyin head-on and even suppress her."

The immortals, Buddhas, gods, and demons around who heard these words were in an uproar.

"I didn't expect it to really be Lord Pleiades. This guy is too powerful. Even Guanyin is no match for him."

"But now that the Buddha himself has intervened, he's in big trouble."

"The Buddhist sect... is as domineering as ever."

Kong Lingxuan looked at the scene of the aristocratic family and his mother confronting each other in the distance, his expression also becoming somewhat solemn. Since the Buddha had personally intervened, this matter would probably end inconclusively.

"That kid has really grown too fast. Now even Guanyin is no match for him."

"If I were to truly confront him, what are my chances of winning?"

His gaze was distant, and as he thought of the upcoming struggle for the Heavenly Emperor, his heart was heavy.

It should be noted that he and Guanyin had fought each other openly and secretly many times. Back in the mortal realm, he was suppressed by Guanyin and Tiandu Daoren, and he suffered a great loss.

Now, the golden crow was able to suppress Guan Zizai in a head-on battle. The supernatural powers and profound knowledge it displayed have already shocked Kong Lingxuan and even made him feel a little apprehensive.

"His cultivation level has improved too quickly, far too quickly..."

In fact, it wasn't just Kong Lingxuan; many immortals, Buddhas, gods, and demons in the Three Realms had their eyes on Wu Tian.

Those immortals and Buddhas who had previously fought against him, as well as those who aspired to vie for the throne of the Heavenly Emperor, all used their divine eyes to closely observe him.

With the supernatural powers displayed by the Rabbit Star Lord, he is already qualified to be a strong candidate for the position of Heavenly Emperor, pressing down on everyone like a mountain.

How many people can achieve such supernatural power and such a record in a direct confrontation?

Even an arrogant and overbearing being like the Seven Killings Star Lord, even the deeply hidden Martial Virtue Star Lord, even the extremely ancient Nine Heavens Child-Slaying General...

Even the Queen Mother of the West, the Demon King of Chaos, and Shen Hongyu of Kunlun all turned their gazes to the man in black robes at this moment.

At this moment, the entire three realms are watching.

The gazes of countless immortals, Buddhas, gods, and demons were all focused on the enormous golden Buddha statue, and on the black-robed youth beneath it.

At this moment, Huo Huang's expression turned completely cold.

The smile vanished from her stunningly beautiful face, her brow furrowed slightly, and a flame burned in her eyes.

The five golden rings behind her suddenly accelerated their rotation, emitting a buzzing roar. From within the golden rings, primordial energy surged out like a flood bursting its banks, resembling a magnificent river stretching across the sky.

Her skirt fluttered in the air, and the fiery lotus beneath her feet spun slowly, enveloping her figure in crimson light.

“Shakyamuni…”

The Lord of the Yellow Heaven spoke, his voice as cold as frost, yet carrying the suppressed tension of a volcano about to erupt.

Are you ignoring me?

As she spoke, her aura surged wildly, and with each increase, the surrounding void trembled. Behind her, in the direction of the 100,000 mountains of Southern Xinjiang, 100,000 volcanoes roared, as if the entire Southern Xinjiang was responding to her will.

She was about to continue speaking.

A hand gently rested on her arm.

Fire Phoenix was taken aback and turned her head away.

Wu Tian had somehow appeared beside her.

His long black hair fluttered in the wind, his black pupils were as deep as an abyss, and a faint smile was on his face.

“God, please calm your anger. Leave this to me.”

Fire Phoenix frowned slightly, "You..."

"I beg the God to protect me." Wu Tian smiled slightly, exuding an indescribable composure and ease.

Their eyes met. Looking at his calm face and his unfathomable black pupils, Fire Phoenix remained silent for a long time before slowly saying, "Alright." (End of Chapter)