A Scroll of Infinite Glory

Chapter 627 One Strike Cuts Down All Emperors

"Oh? You even let me choose whether to surrender? That sounds quite lenient."

King Yama smiled and said, "But before that, I'd like to know, where is the real Ksitigarbha?"

"He is a cautionary tale for you."

The fake Ksitigarbha smiled calmly, "Because someone said that he would never agree to our methods, he's gone, and I'm the one who's in charge here now."

Two years ago, because the Buddha was about to celebrate the 9,000th anniversary of taking charge of Mount Ling, he specially held a Dharma assembly and invited Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva to attend.

Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva's strength had long reached the level of a true Buddha. For such a powerful figure to fall silently and be replaced, one can imagine that the ambush probably took place inside Mount Sumeru.

"I see."

King Yama smiled again, seemingly relieved and at ease, having already made his decision.

Boom!

The forms of heaven and earth suddenly change.

The landscape of the tenth level of the underworld, apart from the Pure Land of Ksitigarbha, is an endless gray desert. If you look closely, you can distinguish that the desert is divided into two types of sand: pure black and pure white.

Over the years, successive Wheel-Turning Kings have continuously enlightened the five turbid beasts, enabling them to be completely liberated and depart. The remaining impure remnants will then transform into these two types of sand.

One represents turbidity and stillness, the other represents liberation; both are very tranquil things.

But now, the gray desert has erupted in rebellion, and the black and white colors have become distinctly separate and collide with each other, like a yin-yang symbol without the yin-yang symbol.

The demons and spirits under the command of King Yama also formed countless illusory images, rising and falling like phantoms, operating in an orderly manner and amplifying their power.

Moreover, as this Tai Chi diagram continues to expand outward, bringing in more desert matter, an invisible, immense power is concentrating inward, all aimed at strangling the Pure Land Buddhist Kingdom of the fake Ksitigarbha King.

The Ten Kings of Hell inherently possess control over the underworld. Without expending any of their own magical power, they can cause significant changes to the underworld they control with just a thought.

The tenth layer of the underworld, as the first line of defense against the lower underworld, enjoys particularly strong privileges in this regard.

In the blink of an eye, King Yama used the power of the tenth level of the underworld to bombard the fake Ksitigarbha.

This further widened the gap between the tenth level of the underworld and the lower levels, delaying the progress of those underworld emperors.

"Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva was replaced, but you are the true traitor! Fellow Daoist, when did you betray us?"

As the power of the underworld surged forth, the true form of King Yama, with a long sigh, attacked King Pingdeng.

Those who have achieved something in cultivating the Way of Reincarnation in the Underworld generally possess four treasure wheels of gold, silver, bronze, and iron as proof.

Since the current King of the Wheel of Reincarnation took office in the underworld, he has been dealing with the evil beasts of the lower realms for many years. He is arguably the one with the heaviest responsibilities and the busiest among the Ten Kings of Hell.

However, he also took this opportunity to use the power of Yama, the King of Hell, and the trials of the beasts to nurture his four magical treasures to a level commensurate with the title of "King of the Wheels".

Of the four wheels, the gold wheel is the strongest and is located in front, with the silver and iron wheels on the sides and the bronze wheel at the back.

The disc that King Pingdeng just shattered, though radiating golden light, was actually the bronze wheel among the four treasure wheels.

He was able to shatter the bronze wheel by taking advantage of the Netherworld's descent, but now, facing the other three prepared magical treasures, he dared not be careless in the slightest.

"Betrayal? I've been serving in the Underworld under this identity for nine hundred million years, but from the very first day I arrived here, I've been waiting for this day!"

The King of Equality changed his robes, revealing his true form, which was nine zhang and six chi tall. His dark blue, horny skin was covered with black wrinkles like Sanskrit characters. He was adorned with seven-jeweled necklaces all over his body. His limbs were as thin as withered trees, but his hands and feet were exceptionally broad and full.

When he looked up, he saw a white hair between his eyebrows, dark blue eyes, a Buddha-like light behind his head, and his figure filling the void as he approached the Wheel-Turning King.

"Before the ancient eons, I was Vajrapani Bodhisattva, the Great Banner of Perfect Dharma!"

The Great Banner Vajrapani, who exhausts all of space and is omnipresent, is the perfect true body, identical with space, and an indistinguishable Dharma gate.

These two great supernatural powers, under the blessing of the title of King of Equality, are truly vast and profound, like the sun and moon in the heavens, possessing immeasurable divine might.

However, he was facing a powerful figure who also held the title of Yama, the King of Hell.

Despite his injuries, King Yama unleashed his power, causing his three great wheels to spin, creating a gap that could not be healed for the time being among the numerous figures of King Equality scattered throughout the void.

The King of Equality, the fake Ksitigarbha, and the deadly array of those underworld emperors.

Even if King Yama were injured, or even if his Four Treasures were intact and he were in his true form, he would have no chance against such power.

Only by moving upwards!

Only by escaping the tenth level of the underworld, breaking through the ninth level, traversing the domains controlled by these traitors of the underworld, and joining forces with the Yama Kings of the underworld who have not rebelled, can they support each other and survive.

"Ha, all those times you said you had no sense of responsibility towards the underworld were just a joke after all!"

The fake Ksitigarbha had foreseen this. The Buddha's kingdom shone brightly, and vast mantras emerged and expanded outward. His true form stood still, thus blocking the strangling power of the underworld.

"It seems I'll have to put in this extra effort after all."

He let his palms hang down, his fingers naturally and slowly spreading out, each pointing in a different direction.

First, to receive the emperors who haven't yet reached the tenth level of the underworld; second, to sense the treasures that exist outside of the Taiqing Chiming realm.

Those treasures were personally entrusted to him by the Void Tribulation Venerable in their battle group, and he had full access to them. Taking advantage of the current turmoil in the Three Realms, it would be very easy for him to sense them.

As for the underworld emperors, their assistance was surprisingly effective.

The great formation originally formed by those emperors was already close to breaking through the barrier of the underworld.

Upon contact with the descending magical power of the fake Ksitigarbha, its speed increased dramatically, and it burst into the tenth level of the underworld.

The fake Ksitigarbha was also caught off guard by their sudden and violent acceleration.

What caught him off guard was that the great formation flew diagonally from the lower underworld without any intention of changing direction, and directly unleashed its full power, crashing into his Buddhist Pure Land.

This Buddhist Pure Land was created by the fake Ksitigarbha after he came to the underworld. He used a mental cultivation method taught by the Buddha and his own magical power as a framework to gather the influence formed by the real Ksitigarbha who had been in charge of the underworld for so many years.

For the fake Ksitigarbha, the existence of this domain was also very beneficial, even tempting him to secretly mix his four nine-star artifacts into it and suppress them in the four directions of the Pure Land.

However, when these formations of the underworld emperors collided, the entire Buddhist Pure Land shattered on the spot, and countless golden streams of light burst and flew away.

The four divine artifacts—the jewel, the ivory, the jade flute, and the scepter—emerged from thin air with a mournful cry and fled at breakneck speed.

The fake Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva coughed up blood, his eyes bulging with rage, grabbed the cracked artifacts with both hands, and roared as he retreated.

The framework of this Buddhist kingdom was his own magical power. Now, after being impacted by the formation of the Underworld Emperor, it was not just temporarily dispersed, but the existence of this part of the magical power was directly erased.

The power of the formation even followed the clues and directly attacked its master, causing the magical power within the fake Ksitigarbha King's body to split and collide chaotically.

This is also a characteristic of the "Great and Small Heavenly Netherworld Formation".

The fake Ksitigarbha should actually be thankful that these underworld emperors are just dragging along the remains of the universe to operate the formation.

If they were still at the height of their own realms, with so many holy land lords attacking together, the fake Ksitigarbha's Pure Land, divine artifacts, true body, and nascent Dao fruit would likely be blasted into dust and perish on the spot under the single blow of the ultimate formation.

"You guys?!"

The fake Ksitigarbha retreated to the side of King Pingdeng, standing shoulder to shoulder, before stopping and staring at the great formation with a mixture of shock and anger.

King Equality and King Wheel-Turning were also shocked by this turn of events.

King Yama, who had been trying his best to escape, paused and looked back.

But the most panicked were not them, but the Underworld Emperors who were inside the formation and served as nodes in the final array.

They could certainly recognize that the fake Ksitigarbha was the one who was supposed to meet them.

Then the enemy of the fake Ksitigarbha should be the target of this great and small heavenly formation.

But at the very moment the entire formation entered the tenth level of the underworld.

Master Qingdeng, the primary master of the formation, suddenly unleashed a series of attacks, causing the entire formation to shift and bombard the wrong target.

"It's a green lamp!"

The Lord of Jiufang Mountain shouted hoarsely at the fake Ksitigarbha, "He is a traitor..."

His words were interrupted by a whisk.

The snow-white whisk slammed down, its force so heavy it was almost unbelievable.

Both the true form of the Lord of Nine Directions Mountain and the remnants of the universe floating behind his head were smashed to pieces by this single blow.

Master Qingdeng flicked his whisk, killing the Lord of Jiufang Mountain with a single blow. With a sweeping motion, three thousand silver threads condensed into a blade, its light surging and flashing as it swept across the area.

The entire formation fell silent for a moment, then a deafening roar and howls erupted.

The bodies of all thirty-seven underworld emperors were severed, cut in half at the waist by this single strike.

As the rulers of the underworld, they also fell into the same predicament as Emperor Huangyun and the others that day, and their reactions became much slower after their all-out attack.

Moreover, the one attacking them now is the biggest mastermind behind this formation.

Before they could even withdraw their magical power from the operation of this great formation, the blade light had already severed their true forms, causing their upper bodies to explode into surging pure energy, while their lower bodies dissolved into rolling turbid streams.

However, compared to the Lord of Jiufang Mountain, they were numerous. Their original imprints had already carried the remains of the universe to the fake Ksitigarbha King to reconstruct their true forms.

"What are you standing there for? Go do what you're supposed to be doing!"

Master Qingdeng turned his gaze to King Chakravartin, flicked his whisk, and blew on it.

A dense purple aura emanated from his mouth, instantly transforming into a surging purple torrent that roared towards the heavens.

Within the purple aura, twenty emperors, each bearing the remains of the universe, had already formed another array, with Emperor Huang Yun leading the array and amplifying the power of this purple aura.

Even the Wheel King lost his footing and was blown away by the purple aura array.

Emperor Huangyun and the others communicated telepathically, explaining the cause and effect in an instant.

King Yama was overjoyed. He was in sync with these underworld emperors, surrounded by them, their auras intertwined.

In the blink of an eye, they had already passed through the ninth level of the underworld and headed straight for the eighth level. They then stormed into the battlefield of the seventh and eighth levels of the underworld to relieve the King of Mount Tai, who had been ambushed and suffered heavy losses.

The fake Ksitigarbha watched all this with a gloomy expression. The underworld had originally gained an overwhelming advantage, but because of the existence of this Supreme Master Qingdeng, the situation had become difficult to determine, and the outcome was uncertain.

"I can't believe I've been fooled for so long..."

The fake Ksitigarbha sized up the white-haired monk. Judging from the primordial purple aura and the clear radiance of Buddhist teachings that the other party was currently displaying, he was clearly a true nine-star level being.

It's ridiculous. He made so many guesses beforehand and put on airs in front of the other party. He's really made a fool of himself.

Because the great calamity had not yet erupted, he dared not act rashly and could only observe the situation in the eighteenth level of the underworld from across multiple levels of the underworld.

If he had met this person in person earlier, he would definitely have been able to discern their true level of cultivation.

"Are you also a spy for the Heavenly Court?"

The fake Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva swept his divine sense across the void. Although he was extremely angry, he still maintained a degree of caution. "If you are alone, I'm afraid it won't be enough to salvage the situation in the underworld."

King Equality was also operating the Void Equality Technique to check the surrounding movements, but he found nothing. It seemed that there really was only this one person in front of him.

Upon realizing this, King Pingdeng's eyes flashed with a fierce light, his anger becoming uncontrollable, transforming into a great wrathful Buddha fire, causing his hair to suddenly rise and burn fiercely.

"Am I not enough for myself?"

Master Qingdeng smiled slightly and said, "Just this group of old, weak, sick, and disabled people who have been weakened repeatedly and could turn into celestial ghosts at any time, a fake bald man who was seriously injured by the formation I gave him, and a paper tiger who acts suspiciously..."

"What do you think is still lacking in me?"

King Pingdeng's nine hundred million years of concealment and disguise were thwarted by someone dressed in Buddhist attire, preventing him from achieving his full potential.

His anger was tens of millions of times greater than that of the fake Ksitigarbha. Upon hearing this, he could no longer restrain himself and made a ruthless move.

When one cultivates the Equal Void Technique to the peak of the Emperor realm, it is enough to achieve perfect fusion between oneself and the void.

Regardless of which unclaimed universe one comes into contact with, one can simultaneously exist in every inch of that universe's space.

After receiving the title of King Yama, King Pingdeng possessed power no less than that of the Heavenly Venerable, making this method even more mysterious and unpredictable.

King Yama was able to create a brief opening not only because of his own strength, but also because he had a deep understanding of the Law of Equality and Void. The Way of Yama and the Law of Equality, both belonging to the Underworld, even had a subtle relationship of mutual generation and mutual restraint.

However, Master Qingdeng Wushang obviously did not possess the corresponding supernatural abilities.

However, when King Pingdeng made his move this time, he encountered a method that was unlike anything he had ever seen before to counter his own supernatural powers.

Just one cut.

The snow-white whisk transformed once more into a long sword, only four feet long, which the white-haired monk held in his hand and swung it with a single stroke.

This blade of light exhausted the profound truth of emptiness. No matter where King Pingdeng wanted to appear in space, or even if he appeared in all of space at the same time, he could still feel that the sharpness of this blade was aimed directly at his head.

He raised his hand to parry the knife, but was slightly inferior in terms of change. A white mark appeared on his wrist, and he seemed to hear the white-haired monk's cold laugh.

"Alright, I love tough opponents the most. Come on, let's see how many of my blows you can take!!"

The blade flashed, illuminating the tenth level of the underworld, and even altering the brightness of the ninth, eleventh, and lower levels. The incomparably sharp blade struck down again, and King Pingdeng, enraged, resisted. The fake Ksitigarbha King suddenly made his move.

The Bodhisattva Ksitigarbha of the Taiqing Chiming originally excelled in the Ksitigarbha Original Vow Mantra, the Red Lotus Karmic Fire, and the method of the six realms of rebirth. He had extremely high achievements in the three aspects of mind, spirit, and energy.

After the fake Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva revealed his true colors, he acted without restraint, showing a significant difference from the real Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva in this world.

The fake Ksitigarbha was originally a monk from the world of "The Peacock King" who cultivated spiritual magic. In his old age, he became a follower of the demon god in order to obtain dark power. Although his spiritual power was not bad, his body was decaying and he was not worth mentioning.

However, after becoming a reincarnator, he came into contact with the power system of the world of "Wrath of Asura". The semi-mechanical modification with divine and Buddha characteristics and the power of mantras quickly gave him a strong body and made him fall in love with this path.

Later, he returned to his home world and devoured the eight dark demon gods of that world. He then chose to use the true form of "Heavenly Drum Thunder Sound Tathagata," one of the eight demon gods and the most powerful and domineering, as the main body to rebuild his true form.

To date, among the four aspects of mind, energy, spirit, and body in the Samsara system, the False Ksitigarbha has the highest attainment in the aspect of "body".

Therefore, although the magical powers within him were in conflict, the injuries he sustained were not deep.

More importantly, at the same time he made his move, the things he sensed and summoned also entered the underworld—one after another orbs of light, they were…

Lord God!

(End of this chapter)