Primordial Era: I rule the great sect and command all immortals.

Should we completely destroy the "Great Thunder Temple"?

You must know that there are tens of millions of living beings on this sacred mountain, almost all of whom are Buddhist believers. Ding Yin, this evil demon, actually wants to destroy everything and refine the souls, flesh and blood of all the Buddhist believers.

This is absolutely unacceptable!

Ding Yin crossed the line, which displeased the two powerful Buddhist practitioners, who immediately stepped forward to stop him.

"Ding Yin, you're getting yourself into trouble!"

The Heavenly Dragon King and Acharya Buddha shouted in unison and took action. Their figures were as fast as lightning as they pulled out blood-red flags and stopped Ding Yin's insane behavior.

"Damn it! Those two old beasts! If I refine all the living beings in the Great Thunderclap Temple, I can break through to the late Quasi-Saint stage!"

Ding Yin remained motionless, coldly watching his two "allies" oppose his actions, but inside, his anger was surging to the extreme.

He was just a hair's breadth away from becoming one of the strongest people in the Four Realms.

Now, everything has been destroyed, all because of those two old beasts, the King of the Heavenly Dragons and Acharya!

Upon realizing this, Ding Yin's murderous intent was fully revealed. The karmic entanglement between the two had become too great, and it would inevitably have to be completely resolved in the future!

"Hmph! You little devil! Don't you dare be so defiant! If it weren't for the sake of the Buddha Wutian, this old dragon would have killed you right now!"

Seeing Ding Yin's dissatisfaction, the Heavenly Dragon King sneered and said disdainfully.

"Hehe! You're mistaken. How could I dare to have any other thoughts? We're allies!"

Ding Yin revealed a bright smile, as if nothing had bothered him.

"Hmph! It's best if it's not!"

Upon hearing this, the King of the Heavenly Dragons, Acharya Buddha, felt as if he had swallowed a fly. The word "ally" coming from Ding Yin's mouth sounded incredibly awkward.

After the two masters of the former "Western Sect" suppressed Ding Yin, they began to recruit people from the "Great Thunder Temple".

Many monks are opportunists, and soon batches of Buddhist disciples flocked to them.

Surrender was not an option. Ding Yin and his group of evil spirits were too ruthless, and these Buddhist disciples were afraid of them. In addition, the original "Western Religion" members were, after all, "one of their own," so surrendering to them seemed reasonable.

As for whether the future of Buddhism will be in the hands of the Sandalwood Merit Buddha or the Wutian Buddha, that's not something they, as insignificant people, can control. When the time comes, whoever wins will be the one to side with—that's the only hard truth.

Finally, the bloody massacre lasted for a full half month.

Mount Ling spans eighty million li and can nurture countless living beings. It was originally protected by the Great Thunder Temple, and only in the event of a cataclysmic disaster could such a catastrophic event occur.

However, no one could have imagined that an internal strife within Buddhism, with former "Western Religion" and demonic cultivators slaughtering the people of "Great Thunderclap Temple," was practically no different from a natural disaster.

Everywhere one could see the horrific scenes of supernatural powers and magical treasures bombarding each other, leaving the surrounding area desolate and devoid of human life.

The wailing of ghosts and the howling of gods caused blood to fall from the sky.

This is the tragic scene of the 80 million li Ling Mountain.

Those blood rainbows, after soaring into the sky, transformed into a rain of blood that fell back down, carrying with them boundless resentment.

As the field formed by all the magical power slowly dissipated, a massive earthquake struck, mountains crumbled, lakes and rivers churned, and flames shot into the sky from bottomless cracks. The entire Ling Mountain seemed to have experienced the end of the world.

As one of the top Daoist temples in the Four Realms, Mount Ling was originally a place with extremely rich spiritual energy.

Even ordinary creatures that have never cultivated can live to be a hundred years old and be in good health if they live on the mountain. But now this famous sacred mountain is completely destroyed.

In some areas, sandstorms, desolation, and rubble have appeared, revealing a lifeless scene. This is the third time Lingshan has been damaged, and it is estimated that it will take a long time to recover.

The forbidden spells of the Great Thunderclap Temple have been broken, and the temple has been rearranged.

This ancient temple, which is hundreds of millions of years old, seems to have regained some of its former glory. However, the thick smell of blood in the air is incompatible with the peaceful atmosphere of Buddhism.

On this day, the blockade on "Spirit Mountain" was finally lifted.

The news of the destruction of the "Great Thunder Temple" also spread, causing an uproar throughout the entire Xiniu Hezhou.

It should be known that Xiniu Hezhou is extremely large, even comparable to the entire Demon Realm continent. On this continent, Buddhist temples are numerous and countless.

Within these temples, countless eminent Buddhist monks practice in seclusion, and some even powerful Buddhist Buddhas have established monasteries throughout Xiniu Hezhou.

These eminent monks belonged to different sects and had different understandings of Buddhism, but they all recognized the "Great Thunder Temple". For millions of years, the "Great Thunder Temple" has been a representative temple of Buddhism.

The head of the Buddhist sect sits in the "Great Thunderclap Temple" and issues orders, which none of the Buddhas dare to disobey.

No one expected that during this special period, a rebellion would break out in Buddhism, with the former "Western Religion" Heavenly Dragon King, Acharya Buddha, and others declaring their support for the Buddhist rebel, the Great Sage Mara, to become the leader of Buddhism.

How ridiculous it is that the Great Sage Moro actually appointed a Buddha named Benevolent Corpse Wutian as the head of Buddhism.

The various Buddhist factions throughout Xiniu Hezhou began to stir, with many secretly connecting and discussing countermeasures.

No one had high hopes for Moro Dasheng's actions!

After all, above Buddhism, there are two saints, Amitabha Buddha and Cundi Buddha Mother. Although the two saints cannot descend to the Three Realms due to the prohibition of the Dao Ancestor, it does not mean that they have no way to deal with the Great Saint Moro.

What gives him the right to rebel?

At this moment, someone has already asked this question. The person asking is none other than Mara of the Asura Cult, who is also a master at the level of vice-leader.

"Heh! A saint?"

The Great Sage Moro sneered, "I am also a member of Buddhism! In the future, I will still be the master of Buddhism! It doesn't matter who controls Buddhism; what the sage values ​​more is who can bring fortune to Buddhism."

"My next actions will be better than those of the Buddha of Sandalwood Merit, the Buddha of Great Sun, and the Bodhisattva Samantabhadra. They will bring prosperity to Buddhism, and the two saints will naturally not interfere."

"Is that even possible? You've made Buddhism a laughingstock throughout the Three Realms. Saints value their reputation above all else; do you think two saints would let you off the hook?"

Mara looked surprised, seemingly disagreeing with the views of the Great Sage Mara.

"Hehe! Below the sage, all are but ants! Don't be fooled by my fierce antics. In the eyes of the sage, it's nothing more than a minor scuffle. Even if the sage can't do anything to me, when the immeasurable eon arrives, the sage can wipe me out with a single hand. Everything in Buddhism will be under the sage's control again in the new era."

With a sigh, the Great Sage Moro shook his head slightly.

"Immeasurable eons..."

Bo Xun repeated those four words, a flicker of fear flashing in his scarlet eyes.

"An immeasurable eon is too far away; let's not discuss this topic!"

After a long while, Mara sighed softly, unwilling to mention those four words.

For those below the level of saints, the immeasurable eons were nothing short of a death kalpa.

When that day truly arrives, in the primordial world, perhaps 99% of the great supernatural beings will perish, not to mention the masses of ordinary people.

"What are you afraid of?"

The Great Sage Moro smiled and said, "Who can say for sure what the future holds? Those things were all passed down from the Dao Ancestor; who knows if they're true or false?"

"hehe……"

Bo Xun chuckled dryly; he didn't have the guts to discuss Hongjun Daozu in such a way.

Moro the Great Sage is simply a madman. He publicly cursed the two Western Sages back then, so it's understandable that he has no respect for Hongjun Daozu now.

This scoundrel is truly lawless.

"As for how to resolve the trouble brought about by the sage?"

Strolling through the "Great Buddha Hall," the Great Sage Moro sneered, "The Western Lands are in turmoil! The Buddhas are overwhelmed with problems. The God-Worshipping Society, Hell, the One True Society, and some demonic sects are turning Xiniu Hezhou into chaos. If I were to unify Buddhism, wipe out these forces, and make Xiniu Hezhou a unified entity, restoring Buddhism's dominance, what do you two think?"

"It's not that easy, is it?"

Bo Xun frowned, looking worried, and said, "The God-Worshipping Cult and Hell were both created by the demon master Kunpeng. His main body is dead, but his two avatars remain, and their cultivation is no less than ours. I'm afraid it will be difficult to wipe him out in a short time!"

After a pause, Mara continued, "And then there's the One True Sect, also founded by three thousand guests from the Purple Cloud Palace. It seems that Ancestor Allah is no pushover either!"

"Heh! Of course I know, that's why I invited you here!"

Moro the Great Sage smiled slightly, seemingly confident.

"Moro, you and I have been friends for many years. In normal circumstances, I would definitely lend a hand! But this involves a life-or-death battle between powerful beings, and I'm afraid I may not be able to grant your wish!"

Upon hearing this, Mara gave a cold laugh.

What does it have to do with the Great Sage Moro wanting to gain power within Buddhism?

How could I possibly risk my life against two old fogies for the sake of some so-called sentiment?

Does the Great Sage Moro think he's a fool?

No matter how you look at it, Mara could never be involved in such a matter.

"Mars, we're old friends. We both know each other perfectly well! I have no qualities that can move you. Do you think I would make such a request?"

Mara's reaction was as expected. The Great Sage Moro chuckled and spoke slowly, seemingly without any hurry.

"Oh? What benefits can you offer? Don't expect me to give you so-called spoils of war after the battle is over and we've won."

Bo Xun sneered; he was not one to be easily fooled.

Mara wouldn't make a move without a real benefit to himself!

"Hahaha! Old friend, you underestimate me! Who are we? How could we possibly come up with such a plan? Wouldn't that just make us a laughingstock?"

The Great Sage Moro laughed heartily, even bending over with laughter. It took him quite a while to stop laughing.

"Oh? I'm actually quite curious, what price are you willing to offer!"

Mara looked puzzled and asked curiously.

"As the master of Buddhism, I wish to appoint Mara as the lord of the Paranirmitavasavartin Heaven in the Desire Realm of Buddhism. What is your opinion?"

Finally, the Great Sage Moro offered an exorbitant price.

It should be noted that among the many great worlds opened up by Buddhism, the Form Realm, the Formless Realm, the Desire Realm, the Saha World, the Lapis Lazuli World, and the now-destroyed Lotus Pure Land are the most representative great worlds.

The "Desire Realm" is also one of the foundations of Buddhism.

This is the great master of a Buddhist realm!

His status is no lower than that of Bhaisajyaguru Buddha!

It can be said that as long as Mara agrees, one will immediately become a high-ranking member of Buddhism, possessing boundless power and receiving the merits and fortune of Buddhism!

"What?"

Bo Xun swallowed hard, seemingly unable to believe his ears, and asked again.

The Great Sage Moro smiled slightly and recounted the story to Mara once more. This deputy leader of the Asura Cult and the head of the Four Demon Kings fell into deep thought.

The entire "Great Buddha Hall" was empty except for the two of them. Both of them fell silent, and the hall was quiet.

At this moment, Mara was truly tempted. The lord of the Buddhist "Desire Realm" world—what more could be said? He was definitely far more important than his current position!

Perhaps with the help of the Buddhist community's fortune and merits, he can take another step forward?

As for the claim of betraying the "Asura Clan," that's simply not true!

He remains the vice leader of the Asura Cult and one of the four great demon kings of the Asura race. Entering Buddhism is like leaving home for a while to go out and work!

What they gain is the fortune and merit of Buddhism!

Furthermore, Mara became the lord of "Paranirmitavasavartin," and with a legitimate name, he could continue to do evil, kill Buddhist disciples at will, hate the Dharma, and prevent monks from attaining enlightenment.

"Perhaps we can take this opportunity to infiltrate Buddhism, and even use it to hinder the Buddha's practice and the spread of Buddhism?"

The more he thought about it, the more excited he became, and Bo Xun's face turned excited.

"Amitabha! Mara is willing to accept the Buddha's goodwill and become the lord of 'Paranirmitavasavartin'!"

Mara clasped his hands together and performed a Buddhist salute, thus officially joining the Buddhist order.

"Greetings, Lord Mara."

The Great Sage Moro smiled slightly, clasped his hands together, and returned the greeting.

"Hahaha! That felt great!"

Mara laughed loudly, then straightened his face and said in a deep voice, "Now that I have become the leader of a branch of Buddhism, my demonic followers will also infiltrate Buddhism, put on robes, and pretend to be monks! Of course, they will not be bound by Buddhist doctrines and can wantonly break the precepts and mislead believers."

"This matter is up to you! After all, someone who can be bewitched by the Asuras cannot be a true Buddhist disciple."

Unexpectedly, the Great Sage Moro agreed to such harsh conditions without hesitation.

In reality, in the heart of the Great Sage Moro, some Buddhist scoundrels were not even as good as demons. If they did not have a heart for Buddhism, he would rather destroy them.

"Very well! Buddha Wutian, since you're so agreeable, I will fully support whatever you do!"

Mara was completely satisfied. Even if Styx Ancestor knew about this result, he would have to praise him. This was a huge win for him.

These two colluded and could never have imagined that when the Dharma-ending Age came, demons would run rampant, infiltrate Buddhism, mislead sentient beings, distort Buddhist teachings, and destroy temples and scriptures. In the future, no one might even be able to become a Buddha!

This is the greatest calamity for Buddhism! (End of Chapter)