The comet remained silent, only relentlessly unleashing heavenly tribulations.

Chapter 126 The Wonderful Good Tathagata

At this critical moment, Song Yi remained calm, flipped his right hand, and a small tree about three feet tall appeared in his palm.

The branch was only about three feet long, its entire body lush and green, as if it had just been broken off the tree and still carried the scent of morning dew.

Eight magical artifacts, each about the size of a thumb, hung from the branch, each radiating a distinct spiritual energy.

It is the immortal tree.

Song Yi gently brushed the tree, and a five-colored divine light flew out from the tree crown, like a bolt of lightning, heading towards Mingkong Sword.

The invincible Jade Purity Sword Intent collided with the Five-Colored Divine Light, and was instantly dissolved without a trace, like a mud ox entering the sea.

Fan Qinghui felt an overwhelming force coming from the Mingkong Sword in her hand, causing the sword to tremble violently and almost fly out of her grasp.

Her expression changed, and she retreated rapidly. At the same time, she made a hand seal with her left hand, and a huge Dharma image appeared out of thin air behind her.

The Dharma image was that of a female immortal dressed in white, with a solemn and dignified appearance, surrounded by endless compassion. It was the Jade Purity Dharma image formed from the Cihang Sword Manual, the sect's signature technique of Cihang Jingzhai.

Yuqing Faxiang clasped his hands together and then suddenly thrust them out. A vast wave of sword energy surged from Faxiang's palms, layer upon layer, endless. Each sword energy was condensed to the extreme, enough to easily shatter a mountain peak.

Song Yi swung the Immortal Tree in his hand repeatedly, and five-colored divine light spread out in front of him like a peacock spreading its tail, dazzling and beautiful.

Those sword energies, powerful enough to destroy the heavens and the earth, collided with the five-colored divine light, just like ice and snow meeting the blazing sun. Before they even got within three zhang of him, they all melted and dissipated.

Fan Qinghui's face was ashen as she activated several powerful magical treasures in succession, including a golden demon-subduing pestle, a purple lightning hammer crackling with lightning, and an ancient demon-revealing mirror that could illuminate the nine netherworlds.

However, no matter how high their grade, once these magical treasures were struck by the five-colored divine light of the Immortal Tree, they all let out a mournful cry and then shattered into dust, without even a shred of resistance.

Fan Qinghui was shocked. Then, she grabbed at the air with her right hand, and a pure white jade bottle appeared in her palm.

The jade bottle was no bigger than the palm of your hand, its body as smooth as jade, but at the mouth of the bottle, two kinds of blue and white energy were faintly emanating from it, emitting a wave that made people's hearts tremble.

Two-pole magnetic bottle.

The most prized possession of Cihang Jingzhai is a primordial spiritual treasure passed down from the hands of Cihang Daoren.

Fan Qinghui pointed the bottle at Song Yi and chanted incantations. The blue and white energy at the bottle's opening suddenly surged, transforming into two streams of energy as thick as buckets, one blue and one white, which coiled and roared like two dragons as they rushed towards Song Yi.

These two streams of energy are formed from the innate two poles of profound magnetism. Green is the yang magnetism and white is the yin magnetism. Yin and yang are mutually generating and mutually restraining. Once entangled by them, even an ordinary golden immortal will suffer a loss of health.

Song Yi remained calm and composed, suspending the Immortal Tree above his head to protect himself, while simultaneously forming hand seals, causing his body to radiate a brilliant immortal light.

An ancient, dark yellow pagoda slowly rose from his dantian. The pagoda had eight stories, each engraved with countless mysterious runes. As the light flowed, it exuded a heavy aura that suppressed all the heavens.

The azure-white energy from the dual-polar magnetic bottle roared in and crashed hard into the primordial yellow energy hanging from the primordial yellow pagoda.

In an instant, the entire Emperor's Peak trembled violently. The shockwaves generated by the clash of the two innate spiritual treasures swept out in all directions, causing rocks to crumble and ancient trees to break wherever they passed.

If Cihang Jingzhai's protective array hadn't been activated in time, the entire mountain gate would probably have been razed to the ground.

The azure and white energies frantically tore at the protective divine light hanging from the Xuanhuang Pagoda, sometimes crushing the Xuanhuang energy inward, and sometimes being bounced back by the counterforce of the Xuanhuang energy.

The pagoda and the jade bottle remained locked in a stalemate in mid-air, neither able to gain the upper hand.

Fan Qinghui's face grew increasingly pale, and fine beads of sweat appeared on her forehead.

The magical power within her body was being consumed at an alarming rate. Although the Two Extremes Mystic Magnetic Bottle was powerful, the power required to activate it was also terrifyingly immense.

Song Yi was also in a bad mood. The Eight Treasures Profound Yellow Pagoda was slowly rotating above his head. With each rotation, he felt a portion of the divine power in his body being drawn away.

However, unlike Fan Qinghui, he did not have a primordial spirit, but relied on the laws of the divine path. As long as the laws of the divine path were not lost, his divine power would not be exhausted.

He stood protected by the primordial energy, looking down at the pale-faced Fan Qinghui, and immediately shouted sternly, "Fellow Daoist, I am reluctant to start a massacre because you are a descendant of a sage. If you remain obstinate and refuse to hand over the Qi Kingdom's national seal, your sect may be wiped out today!"

Just as Song Yi finished speaking, a golden light suddenly burst forth in the western sky.

The golden light was initially just a line on the horizon, but in an instant it spread out and covered the entire sky, dyeing most of the heavens a rich gold.

The originally turbulent energy of heaven and earth gradually calmed down under the illumination of this Buddha's light, and faint chanting of Buddhist hymns could be heard coming from beyond the nine heavens.

Everyone looked up and saw a tall monk slowly approaching, standing on a nine-tiered golden lotus.

The monk was over ten feet tall, his whole body shone with golden light, his skin was as if cast in gold, and a golden halo hung behind his head, illuminating all directions.

Behind him were several novice monks holding incense burners, scriptures, and precious banners, respectfully attending to him.

Before they even got close, the monk spoke in a loud voice, like a great bell, echoing through the mountains: "True Lord, you are a righteous god of the Heavenly Court, bearing the responsibility of protecting the world. Why are you burdened by karmic obstacles, recklessly harboring murderous thoughts, and committing this atrocity?"

The sound contained supreme Buddhist power, causing the surrounding rocks to rustle. Many disciples with weaker cultivation levels experienced turbulent blood and qi, and retreated repeatedly.

Song Yi gripped the Immortal Tree tightly, looked up at the newcomer, and his expression was somewhat solemn.

This person was surrounded by a vast and boundless Buddhist light, and his every move exuded a harmonious and unhindered aura. Clearly, he had surpassed the level of a Xuanxian (mysterious immortal) and entered the realm of an immortal golden immortal.

With his current strength, relying on the blessing of the three divine positions and the assistance of numerous magical treasures, he is confident in killing a Xuanxian, but facing a true Jinxian would be extremely difficult.

Song Yi said coldly, "Who are you, some Western Arhat, daring to interfere in the affairs of my Daoist sect in the East? Do you think the previous incident regarding the eastward transmission of Buddhism wasn't big enough, and want the Great Heavenly Venerable to issue another reprimand?"

With his hands clasped together and his expression calm, Miaoyin Jiedi said, "This humble monk is Miaoyin Jiedi, a disciple of the Tathagata Miaoshan. I have come here only to quell the dispute and have no intention of violating any heavenly rules."

Upon hearing this name, Song Yi understood immediately.

When Cihang Daoren betrayed the Yuxu Sect, it wasn't simply a matter of leaving.

That Jade Void Golden Immortal used an extremely ingenious method to shed his old body through reincarnation, transforming into Zhuang Miaoshan and entering the mortal world to cultivate anew.

Later, Zhuang Miaoshan attained the supreme enlightenment in the West, made a great vow to save all sentient beings, severed his good body, and was named the Wondrous Tathagata. He also had many other titles such as the Great Compassionate and Merciful Guanyin Bodhisattva and the Perfectly Enlightened One, and his position in the Western Paradise was of paramount importance.

Since this Wonderful Sound Priest is a Venerable One under the Buddha Wonderful Goodness, his intention in appearing on the territory of Cihang Jingzhai is quite obvious.