Investiture of the Gods: Childhood Sweetheart Daji, Starting with Quasi-Saint Cultivation

After King Zhou returned to Chaoge, news came from the South China Sea.

Ao Ling's communication jade talisman lit up, and his voice was urgent:

"Yun Bai, the Ruins of Return are showing unusual activity! The Western Sect's grand formation is nearing completion!"

Su Yunbai was discussing defense matters with Han Rong when he heard this, and his expression turned serious.

"What exactly is the situation?"

"An ancient aura is awakening deep within the Ruins of Return, and the Western Sect is accelerating its guidance," Ao Ling said. "Yunxiao, Bixiao, and I attempted to destroy the array's core, but we were stopped by an Arhat. Bixiao was injured."

"Are you badly injured?"

"It's not serious, but I need to rest." Ao Ling paused. "Yunxiao said that the summoning array will be completed in three days at most. At that time... I wonder what will be summoned."

Su Yunbai gripped the jade talisman tightly.

"I'll set off immediately."

"Okay, we'll be waiting for you at the Dragon Palace in the South China Sea."

The transmission was interrupted.

Seeing this, Han Rong asked, "General, has something happened in the South China Sea?"

"Okay." Su Yunbai nodded. "I need to go to the South China Sea. Sishui Pass... I'm leaving it to you."

"Rest assured, General," Han Rong said solemnly. "Your subordinate is here, and I am safe."

Thank you.

Su Yunbai left in a hurry to find Yunxiao.

Qinyin Pavilion.

Yunxiao was meditating when he saw Su Yunbai arrive and opened his eyes.

"You knew all along?"

"Hmm." Su Yunbai walked to her side. "How are your injuries?"

"It's alright." Yunxiao stood up. "Bixiao was grazed on the left shoulder by the Arhat's vajra, and her tendons and bones were damaged. She needs to rest for several days."

Where is she now?

"In the South China Sea Dragon Palace, Ao Ling is taking care of her."

Su Yunbai pondered, "How many Arhats have the Western sects?"

"Four of them," Yunxiao said, "all veteran Arhats, their cultivation no weaker than the peak of the Great Luo realm. Even if the three of us join forces, we can only barely hold our own."

Four peak-level Great Luo...

The Western Church has really gone all out this time.

"The grand formation will be completed in three days..." Su Yunbai looked at Yunxiao, "Do you have any clues? What exactly are they trying to guide?"

Yunxiao shook his head: "But the aura deep within the Ruins of Return... is very ancient and very evil. It is definitely not benevolent."

Su Yunbai clenched his fist.

It must be stopped.

"When do we set off?"

"Now," Yunxiao said, "Although Bixiao is injured, she can stay and guard the Dragon Palace. You, me, Ao Ling, and the dragon clan experts may be able to put up a fight."

"it is good."

The two set off immediately.

Su Yunbai left his clone to guard Sishui Pass, while his main body and Yunxiao transformed into streams of light and headed straight for the South China Sea.

Half a day later, they arrived at the Dragon Palace of the South China Sea.

Ao Ling was already waiting outside the palace.

"You've arrived." Her expression was grave. "The situation is worse than we anticipated."

"How so?"

"Come with me."

Ao Ling led the two into the palace and into a secret room.

A water mirror floats in the center of the secret chamber, reflecting the scene of the Ruins.

That was the deepest abyss at the bottom of the sea, dark and without light.

At the edge of the abyss, twenty-four array eyes emitted golden Buddhist light, forming a massive magic array. In the center of the array, the void twisted, as if a portal was about to open.

"This is the Great Guiding Array," Ao Ling said. "My father personally investigated and discovered deep within the array's core... traces of a Buddha's blood sacrifice. Moreover, it is the blood of the Buddha."

Buddha's blood?

Su Yunbai and Yunxiao exchanged a glance.

The Buddha is equivalent to a quasi-saint in Taoism.

The purpose of sacrificing with the blood of a quasi-saint is far from ordinary.

"Can you find out which Buddha it is?" Yunxiao asked.

"I don't know." Ao Ling shook his head, "but the power of vows contained in the blood of Buddha is extremely vast, at least from an ancient Buddha."

Ancient Buddha...

Su Yunbai's mind raced.

There were many ancient Buddhas in Western religions, but they may have fallen into slumber in the Void...

Suddenly, a name came to mind.

"Could it be... the Medicine Buddha?"

Yunxiao was taken aback: "Medicine Buddha? That Buddha who vowed to relieve all sentient beings of their suffering?"

"If it really is him, why is he asleep in the Ruins?" Ao Ling asked, puzzled.

Su Yunbai slowly said, "Legend has it that in ancient times, the Medicine Buddha entered the Void to guide a demon god, and was buried with him. If the Western Sect truly intends to guide the Medicine Buddha..."

"That demon god will also awaken," Yunxiao added.

The three remained silent.

An ancient demon god, plus an ancient Buddha...

Whichever side awakens, it will be a catastrophe.

"We must stop it." Su Yunbai said decisively.

"How can we stop them?" Ao Ling asked. "Four Arhats are stationed here, and there's a powerful protective formation. If we force our way in, our chances of winning are slim."

Su Yunbai looked at the water mirror.

At the center of the magic array, the void twisted more and more violently.

time is limited.

"Ao Ling, how many experts can the Dragon Clan mobilize?"

"The Dragon Clan of the Four Seas can produce ten Great Luo-level Dragon Generals," Ao Ling said, "but if the Western Sect sends a Bodhisattva..."

"No," Yunxiao said. "When saints vie for power, bodhisattvas don't easily get involved. Otherwise, both the Jie Sect and the Chan Sect would intervene."

"Then let's take a gamble," Su Yunbai said. "Summon the Dragon Generals and force our way into the core of the formation. We don't need to break it completely; just destroying a few parts and delaying the formation's completion will suffice."

"Okay." Ao Ling nodded. "I'll make the arrangements."

She left in a hurry.

Yunxiao looked at Su Yunbai: "How confident are you?"

"Fifty percent," Su Yunbai said truthfully, "but it's unavoidable."

"I'll stay with you."

"Um."

One incense stick later, at the Dragon Palace training ground.

Ten dragon generals stood in formation, all clad in scale armor, exuding a powerful aura.

Ao Ling had changed into a suit of armor and was holding the Water-Splitting Halberd.

"Gentlemen," she said in a loud voice, "today's battle concerns the peace of the South China Sea and the survival of the Dragon Clan. I hope you will all give it your all."

"Yes, sir!"

All the dragons shouted in unison.

Su Yunbai and Yunxiao walked out.

"Set off."

The edge of the Ruins.

Four Arhats sat cross-legged in the four directions, chanting scriptures with their eyes closed.

Suddenly, the leading Arhat opened his eyes.

"They're here."

The sea surged, and ten dragon shadows broke through the waves!

Leading them were Su Yunbai, Yunxiao, and Ao Ling.

"Halt." The Arhat stood up. "This is a forbidden area of ​​Buddhism. Anyone who trespasses will be executed."

Su Yunbai did not answer, and directly unleashed the Love Threads!

The silver light tore through the seawater, heading straight for the Arhat's brow!

"presumptuous!"

The four Arhats acted simultaneously, their Buddha-light transforming into a golden barrier that blocked the silver light.

But Su Yunbai's sword strike was just a feint.

The real killer move is yet to come—

Yunxiao plucked the strings of the zither, and the Nine-Bend Yellow River Formation instantly unfolded!

The sound waves surged like a tide, enveloping the four Arhats!

Ao Ling led ten dragon generals straight into the heart of the formation!

"Stop them!"

Arhat shouted urgently, but he was trapped by the Nine-Bend Yellow River Formation and could not escape for a while.

Taking advantage of the opportunity, Su Yunbai charged towards the nearest array eye.

The threads of affection transformed into countless silver threads, coiling towards the Buddha treasure at the core of the formation—

That was a relic.

Click!

The relic has developed a crack!

The Buddha's light at the center of the formation immediately dimmed.

"You dare!"

Enraged, Arahat forcefully broke free from the sonic restraints and smashed his vajra towards Su Yunbai!

Su Yunbai turned around and clashed his sword with the Vajra Pestle!

boom--!

The seawater burst open, and the seabed trembled.

Su Yunbai staggered back several steps, blood trickling from the corner of his mouth.

Even the Arhat swayed.

"Again!"

Su Yunbai charged forward again, his Love Threads targeting the soul.

Arhats who practice Buddhism have strong spiritual bodies, but those with strong emotional attachments are particularly vulnerable to this path.

After several dozen rounds, the Arhat bled from all seven orifices, and his soul was injured.

On the other side, Ao Ling had destroyed two key points of the formation.

Yunxiao fought three Arhats alone, and although he was at a disadvantage, he kept them firmly in check.

As the array's core was continuously destroyed—

"Amitabha."

A Buddhist chant was heard.

The water is still.

A golden figure emerged from the void.

He was wearing a kasaya, his face was compassionate, and a halo of light shone from behind his head.

"Bodhisattva..." The Arhats bowed.

The visitor was none other than Manjushri Bodhisattva.

The Western religion, in the end, still sent a bodhisattva.

Manjushri Bodhisattva looked at Su Yunbai.

"General Su, stop now."

Su Yunbai gripped the tangled threads of affection tightly.

"What if I don't accept it?"

"Then this humble monk has no choice but to... subdue the demon."

Manjushri Bodhisattva raised his hand, and the sword of wisdom was drawn.

Sword energy, like a sea, enveloped Su Yunbai.

The power of a quasi-saint!

Su Yunbai's expression was solemn.

This battle will be difficult.