Transmigrating into Haotian, ruling the Three Pure Ones and pacifying the primordial world.

After Kui Gang left, Bai Ze Tu Shan also took his leave. Although His Majesty had set a prohibition, those were still demons. The Heavenly Court was protecting the Three Realms, so they had to be more careful to prevent them from disturbing the living beings.

Seeing the Buddha's light rise again on Mount Ling, Haotian couldn't help but chuckle, and Yaochi laughed nonstop, even the tea in the jade cup trembled.

"Is this still a demon?"

Venus replied with a smile, "It's all because His Majesty's divine might is too great that even the demons have reformed."

Yaochi burst into laughter upon hearing this, while Haotian's lips remained pursed for a long time.

The demon race, when mentioned by all living beings, evokes images of indiscriminate killing. The demon race, led by Wutian, is now disguised as Buddhas on Mount Ling and is loudly preaching the Dharma.

Unsuspecting people would really think they were Buddhas or Bodhisattvas!

"If it weren't for my senior brother, when the immeasurable calamity arrives, the demon race would probably have been slaughtering everyone." Yaochi drank her tea to suppress her smile. "All beings in the Nine Provinces Barrier are equal, and everyone who enters must abide by the rules."

Even when the demons entered to search for Duobao's reincarnation, they dared not disturb the mortals, and the immortals and gods who protected the human race were all on high alert. In the end, although those demons feared the Heavenly Emperor, they were still demons.

"Thirty-three years later, Buddha returned to attain enlightenment..." Yaochi's voice trailed off, and she suddenly raised her head. "Senior brother, Buddha has returned!"

"Huh?" Haotian was taken aback, but quickly realized what was happening. Time seemed to flow in his eyes. "We've entered the Three Thousand Worlds!"

"Is it the workings of heaven and earth?" Yaochi put down her teacup and asked with a solemn expression.

Haotian nodded: "After so many years of management by us, the primordial world naturally knows which side, Buddhism or Demonism, is more suitable."

Even though the Demon Realm now contains more primordial essence, the immeasurable calamity of the primordial world has been pushed to the brink of extinction. The Demon Realm has returned, and it is like a piece of fat meat right in front of us, which we absolutely cannot escape.

The rampant spread of demonic forces is something that will only happen after countless eons have passed. Right now, the primordial world is fine, and the will of heaven and earth is not insane, so it will not allow the demonic realm to flourish.

"That kid Duobao has unintentionally aligned himself with the will of heaven and earth," Haotian praised. If Duobao had led the Buddhas in resistance, the final result would have been the decline of Buddhism.

"Thirty-three years later, Buddha will return, but there will be more than one Buddha in the cycle of reincarnation!" Yaochi smiled sweetly. "Senior brother, have you calculated how many more lifetimes Chan'er Bohuang has left?"

"Not even a hundred lifetimes." Haotian frowned. "Now he has been reincarnated into the Great World of Youchao."

"A total of 60,000 years, mostly in the animal realm!" Yaochi's eyes flashed with heartache. The cycle of reincarnation has been completed in 60,000 years, which shows that there are ultimately not many who are reborn as humans, since the lifespan of plants and animals is only a dozen years or so.

"The flow of time differs across the three thousand worlds; thirty-three years is enough for them to reincarnate and return."

A thoughtful look flashed across Haotian's brow. The journey of refining the mind brought about by countless reincarnations was better than several eons of arduous cultivation. If Bo Huang could seize the opportunity, he might be able to attain enlightenment in one fell swoop.

The return of the Great Sun Tathagata Buddha is also a Buddha. As long as he can drive out the demons for Buddhism, he will be in accordance with the will of heaven and earth.

"Senior brother, if the two of us influence cause and effect, we should be able to transfer our fate to Bo Huang, right?" Yao Chi's eyes flickered.

"Forget it." Haotian shook his head. "It's rare for Senior Brother Sanqing to have such a capable disciple. Duobao has always been respectful to my Heavenly Court. There's no need to snatch his opportunity."

Yaochi hesitated. Although he favored Bohuang, his senior brother's words also made sense.

"Lucifer, go to the Demon Realm and ask Rahu for a share of the Demon Realm's essence."

"This humble deity obeys the Emperor's decree."

Watching his retreating figure, Yaochi frowned: "Senior Brother, are you going to stay in the Demon Realm?"

With the addition of Xuan Tian's God-Slaying Spear, the two sources of origin are now entangled in a great deal of cause and effect!

Haotian stroked his chin, pondering, "The demonic path is not entirely useless. At least it can test one's Dao heart in a way that Confucianism, Buddhism, and Taoism cannot match. As long as the demonic path does not kill innocent people indiscriminately in the future, it is fine to leave it alive."

"Then—the Demonic Sect?" Yaochi sighed.

"Let's wait for Master to make a decision. If Luo Hou is gone, there are still Wu Tian and Kui Gang. If all else fails, others can split into demonic incarnations: the Primordial Heavenly Demon, the Supreme Demon Lord, the Tongtian Demon Lord. We can also differentiate into Yang Demon and Yin Demon."

Haotian's eyes were deep and unfathomable. "Taibai, go and send a message to Zhonglang and Lingshuo. Thirty-three years from now, if they are willing, they can gather their fortune on Bohuang to help him attain enlightenment."

"Yes, Your Majesty, I will go immediately."

Yaochi sighed softly. Her senior brother had done everything he could to create opportunities for Bohuang and hadn't even tried to seize the treasure. The only one who would suffer losses was the Demon Realm.

"Your Majesty, Marshal Tianpeng and General Juanlian request an audience."

Haotian watched as Xuan Nu bowed and reported, and chuckled, "Go and tell them to go directly to Flower Fruit Mountain; Jin Chanzi has already escaped."

"The combined power of all Buddhas?" A smile flashed in Yaochi's eyes. "That's true. They were all sent out by Duobao to guard the ancestral veins of Mount Ling. But Duobao's reincarnation also needs protection. We can't let the demons find him and kill him in advance."

"Junior Sister is right. The Buddhas absolutely cannot mobilize on a large scale. They can only find help in the prehistoric world. The most suitable candidate is Jin Chanzi, who is associated with three Quasi-Saint Great Supernatural Powers."

Yaochi chuckled: "Tianpeng and Juanlian are quite thoughtful, volunteering before those two even arrived."

Haotian glanced at the Three Pure Ones and slowly nodded: "After all, we were once master and disciple, and we also have positions in Buddhism."

Yaochi noticed his gaze and pondered for a moment: "Taoism has made a move."

"Not bad, sending those people down to the mortal realm to stop the demons is a good move." Haotian glanced down at the mortal realm as well. "Kong Xuan too."

"In that case, Senior Brother can rest assured. We only need to sit on our thrones and wait for the birth of a new sage in the primordial world."

Haotian nodded, and the two raised their glasses to clink.

……

Thirty-three years later.

For immortals and gods, it's just a blink of an eye, but for mortals, it's half a lifetime.

However, the cultivators of the prehistoric world only felt a slight difference. Buddhist disciples were less active in the prehistoric world, and the demons, who took their place, had caused much more killing in the world, but most of them were limited to those below the level of Great Luo Golden Immortal.

Even the demons strictly adhered to the heavenly laws; those who dared to harm innocent lives were all punished by heaven, and the Nine Provinces remained peaceful and tranquil.

As the day passed, the heavens and earth trembled slightly, and the immortals, sensing this, all looked towards the Western Spirit Mountain.

Thirty-three years have passed, and the demonic fortune has come to an end. The demonic energy leaking from the Heavenly Demon Realm has gone from its peak to its decline, and the destiny of the Buddha Wutian above Mount Ling has begun to collapse.

"Amitabha!" A chant suddenly rang out, attracting the attention of many powerful beings.

A lithe white dragon swam between heaven and earth, with the four disciples—Golden Cicada, Sun Wukong, and Tianpeng—standing on its head. Behind them followed a handsome young man with a red mark between his eyebrows.

"boom--"

Mount Ling began to tremble, and golden light shot into the sky. A huge golden lotus of creation floated out from the ground, and the Buddhas Dipankara (past Buddha), Maitreya (future Buddha), Bhaisajyaguru (Buddha of Medicine), Avalokiteshvara, Manjushri, Samantabhadra, and the eighteen Arhats all clasped their hands in prayer.

He bowed to the young man atop the white dragon: "Welcome back to the Buddha's throne!"