Fantasy: Unparalleled Prince, Conquering the Heavens!
Chapter 568 - 552: Chaos in the Middle Region_1
CHAPTER 568: CHAPTER 552: CHAOS IN THE MIDDLE REGION_1
The Western Region!
One by one, powerful Buddhist experts emerged!
Buddhist armies swiftly assembled, lining up neatly, their morale soaring!
Among them were one martial artist of the mixed-origin Great Emperor Realm, one of the Supreme Emperor Realm, eight of the original-source Great Emperor Realm, and over 600 other Emperor Realm experts.
In terms of military strength, Buddhism had also gone all out, dispatching 5,000,000 Bodhisattvas, 9,000,000 Arhats, 10,000,000 ascetics, and 30,000,000 Buddhas!
Golden Buddhist light emanated from them, forming a sea of Buddhism. A colossal phantom of a Buddha emerged, sitting cross-legged above the Western Region, suppressing all realms.
"Enlightened One, the Buddhist armies have assembled!" Enlightened One Wufa took a step, arriving beside Wisdom Absolute Enlightened One, and reported in a solemn voice.
"Amitabha!" Wisdom Absolute Enlightened One’s expression did not change upon hearing this.
He wore a black and white Kasaya embedded with six gems. It was impervious to water and fire, wreathed in Buddhist and demonic laws, and possessed a terrifying aura sufficient to wage war against the heavens and the earth.
"Enlightened One, the Eternal Temple’s headquarters is located at the ’Endless Cliff’ in the central part of the Middle Region. Its perimeter is guarded by a Formation, making it impossible to ascertain the situation within. We must be cautious when we attack!" Enlightened One Wufa reminded him after a moment’s hesitation.
For some unknown reason, he had a premonition of misfortune; his Buddha-heart throbbed erratically, and he felt extremely uneasy.
Wisdom Absolute Enlightened One did not answer Enlightened One Wufa. With his palms pressed together, he commanded majestically, "Buddha’s Edict: Depart!"
The Buddha-demon light flashed beneath his feet, and he appeared dozens of miles away.
Was he unaware of Wufa’s concerns? To launch an attack rashly before understanding the enemy’s true strength was certainly not wise. However, time was not on his side. After the second cycle of heavenly Fortune’s creation, the Eternal Temple had changed its usual high-profile stance, gathering its experts. Even when its Western Region branch was annihilated, there had been no reaction at all. Could it be that the Eternal Temple had no powerful experts in command? He refused to believe that for a second. In that case, there was only one possibility: the experts of the Eternal Temple were in seclusion, attempting to break through to the Semi-Immortal Realm. Only breaking through to the Semi-Immortal Realm would consume so much time.
"Amitabha! I hope everything goes smoothly!" Enlightened One Wufa chanted a Buddha’s name, condensed a Buddhist cloud, and followed.
Tens of millions of Buddhist soldiers followed in a mighty procession, traveling through spatial wormholes to the Middle Region, heading straight for the Eternal Temple’s headquarters.
At the Endless Cliff, Elder Bone stood on the precipice, gazing west. Seeing the sky engulfed in Buddhist light, he let out a harsh ’KAKAKA’ laugh, which was extremely grating and chilling.
"Elder Bone, should we report this to the Pavilion Master?" Behind him stood an expert from the Eternal Temple, a hint of worry on his face. Recently, constant reports of the destruction of branch pavilions had made him realize the might of Buddhism.
"Foolish!" Elder Bone snapped, turning his head to glare. "The Pavilion Master is safeguarding the Master’s Dao! This is of utmost importance. We absolutely must not disturb them unless it is a matter of life and death!"
Speaking of this, a look of reverence appeared in his eyes, and he said with fervent passion, "As long as the Master breaks through to the Semi-Immortal Realm, the entire Primeval Continent will kneel at our feet!"
What a glorious vision! Once the Primeval Continent is unified, he would cast off his black robe and walk openly in the world! Holy Lands, Buddhism, Immortality Mountain—all of them are bullshit!
"Relay my order! Awaken the ten venerable elders to resist the Buddhist invasion! Activate the Formation to ensure the Master’s breakthrough proceeds undisturbed!" Elder Bone took a deep breath and commanded gravely.
「Saint Heaven Institute!」
Four hundred thousand disciples of the institute, dressed in mourning clothes and armed with weapons, stood at the foot of the mountain. Their eyes were resolute, gazing straight ahead, filled with killing intent and determination.
Opposite them stood millions of armored Qin soldiers, stretching as far as the eye could see. Their murderous aura filled the land, dyeing the sky overhead red.
"When the tree falls, the monkeys scatter!" In front of the army, Zhao Yun gripped his war spear tightly, his face etched with emotion.
When the Seeker was still alive, the Saint Heaven Institute boasted hundreds of millions of disciples. But now, only a mere 400,000 remained; the rest had all fled!
"To have 400,000 willing to accompany them in death is quite commendable!" Lv Bu, clutching his Sky Piercer Halberd, looked at the 400,000 disciples across from him, a trace of admiration on his face.
Not everyone can face death head-on! To choose to stay meant accepting death. By being able to do this, they were already heroes! Though they stood on opposing sides, these individuals deserved the respect of their adversaries.
"Give them a dignified death!" Bai Qi stood in the center, slowly drawing his blood-red sword. A heaven-storming killing intent erupted, and his powerful voice resounded through the celestial vault, "The order is given! All troops, attack!"
"KILL! KILL! KILL!" The soldiers of the Azure Dragon Army, Vermilion Bird Army, White Tiger Army, and Black Tortoise Army roared, brandishing their weapons and launching a ferocious charge, like a raging, tumultuous sea bent on tearing apart all obstacles.
And the 400,000 disciples of the Saint Heaven Institute were like a lone skiff in a raging storm, small and fragile!
"Fight!" The elders of the Saint Heaven Institute revealed their will to battle.
Having witnessed the power of the Qin Army, they knew death was inevitable. Since that was the case, they would fight one last, exhilarating battle and meet their end in combat. Having pursued martial arts their entire lives, dying on the battlefield was also a form of honor for them!
"Safe passage!" Bai Qi said, lightly waving his battle sword.
Instantly, the bodies of several dozen Saint Heaven Institute elders who rushed forward exploded, transforming into a mist of blood.
It wasn’t that they were too weak, but that Bai Qi was too overwhelmingly strong!
BOOM!
A moment later, the Qin Army’s charge ended.
The blood-soaked ground was littered with 400,000 bodies, each killed by a single blow. Their blood trickled out, forming a mist of blood that merged with the scholarly energy in the Void.
A cold wind swept across the Void.
In the southeast corner of the institute, the ’Saint-Seeking Tree’, which had grown for over a hundred million years, shed countless leaves. Carried by the cold wind, they fell like rain, scattering into every corner of the institute.
It had witnessed the rise of the Saint Heaven Institute, the Reincarnation of countless springs, summers, autumns, and winters; the small sapling had grown into a great tree! Now, this old tree, too, was about to wither!
The Saint Heaven Institute was thus declared annihilated!
「The Lin Saint Clan!」
BOOM!
A blood-red war spear, radiating a terrifying overlord’s intent, pierced through the mustard-seed world. With a devastating impact, immeasurable pressure bore down, tearing the earth asunder.
Spirit Mountains, rich in spiritual energy and natural beauty, exploded one after another!
Countless Lin clansmen of low cultivation instantly exploded and died!
"Charge!"
"Leave no living creature behind!"
A resonant voice echoed from the distance, drawing nearer and nearer, then transforming into sharp, cold steel that pierced the vital points of countless Lin clansmen, sending them to their deaths.
Xiang Yu, brandishing his ’Overlord Spear’, led his army on a rampage, crushing everything in their path, leaving behind innumerable corpses.
"You demons! You killed my parents..." A cute-looking child, tears streaming down his face, was cradling his parents who lay in a pool of blood. He then struggled to lift a sword, stabbing towards an Overlord cavalry soldier.
"This..." The Overlord cavalry soldier hesitated upon seeing it was a child, his heart reluctant. However, upon seeing the child’s eyes filled with hatred, his determination solidified.
The blood-stained war spear pierced through the child’s body!
He knew this was no longer an innocent child, but a potential enemy. If it’s an enemy, it must not be spared!
The slaughter continued!