116: Chapter 116: In Mount Changyang, 8 Updates 116: Chapter 116: In Mount Changyang, 8 Updates The two Immortal Maidens chatted and laughed as they hurried to the Southern Continent.

Now, the Southern Continent was the most complicated place, with Daoist Sects, Buddhist Sect, and even the Demon Clan, where all forces were entangled.

Mount Changyang, where the murderous intent reached the skies.

Above the skies surrounding Mount Changyang were monks, Daoists, even powerful demons, along with Human Race Sword Immortals and Martial Immortals, all with solemn gazes, staring at Mount Changyang.

A great calamity was about to occur here, which they had sensed half a month earlier.

The oppressive murderous intent, even the strongest among them, a Celestial Immortal, felt their heart tremble.

Previously, when faced with such insurmountable problems, all they needed to do was seek help from the heavens, and the Heavenly Court would dispatch experts to help them subdue demons.

But now, the emperor had fallen, and the Heavenly Court was also in disarray.

They wanted to pray to the heavens, but it was no longer possible, so they had to rely on themselves to subdue demons and eliminate devils.

Everyone was somewhat nervous.

They had seen ferocious beings before, but never one this fierce.

That murderous intent shook both the ancient and modern times, overwhelmingly powerful.

“Master, could it really be God Xingtian?”

A young girl asked her master.

Her master was a woman who appeared to be in her early twenties, though she was certainly older than that.

Immortals could not be gauged by their appearance.

The woman was Du Ni, the leader of the Xuanyu Sect within a radius of ten thousand miles.

Her breathtakingly beautiful face was expressionless as she whispered, “Your master doesn’t know either, let’s hope not.”

“Is Martial Uncle coming?

With Martial Uncle’s strength, he should be able to withstand God Xingtian, right?”

The girl spoke with admiration.

That Martial Uncle was the person she admired the most, besides her own master.

Du Ni forced a smile and said, “If it really is God Xingtian, let alone your Martial Uncle, even if your Grand Master came, it wouldn’t be enough.

God Xingtian is at least equivalent to the Heavenly Venerate Realm, with few rivals in that realm.”

Heavenly Venerate!

The girl stuck out her tongue.

She was still a Human Immortal and hadn’t even attained the Earth Immortal stage yet.

To her, the Heavenly Venerate Realm was too far away.

Those monks also looked worried, their faces grim.

“Have we invited Sandalwood Merit Buddha?”

This was an older monk with a white beard, holding a golden staff, who asked another middle-aged monk beside him.

Fawu, the current abbot of Gold Mountain Temple, and the tenth-generation disciple of Tang Sanzang’s teacher Faming, a Grand Bodhisattva.

He had already mastered the realm of a Celestial Immortal.

After something unusual happened at Mount Changyang, he had sent someone to invite Sandalwood Merit Buddha.

Although Sandalwood Merit Buddha had agreed, he had yet to arrive.

It had been hard to hear that he had finally set off, but he still hadn’t arrived even now.

“Yes, we’ve invited him.

He should arrive within half a day at most.

With Sandalwood Merit Buddha here, even if it’s really God Xingtian, we won’t be afraid,”

the young monk said confidently.

Fawu gave a bitter smile but remained silent.

If only Sandalwood Merit Buddha hadn’t fallen out with his leading disciple, having that Great Sage to resist Xingtian would definitely not be an issue.

As for Sandalwood Merit Buddha’s own strength, it was only slightly better than nothing.

The demon creatures stayed away from this place, with no intention of subduing demons or eliminating devils, since they themselves were demons.

Expecting them to subdue demons and eliminate devils was tantamount to suicide.

They came here to watch the excitement.

Half a day had passed, and suddenly there was a vast spread of Buddha’s Light, shining brightly.

Fawu felt a surge of joy in his heart.

Someone from the Buddhist Realm had come, it was Sandalwood Merit Buddha.

They looked towards him and saw Sandalwood Merit Buddha, draped in a kasaya, sitting on a Nine-Colored Lotus Platform, arriving here.

Beside him followed Golden-Arhat and Eight Heavenly Dragons, including Little White Dragon.

Ever since Six-Eared Macaque had been killed and Zhu Bajie had left the Buddhist Realm, these three disciples had seldom been apart and had always stayed together.

Once Lamp-Burning had taken charge of Mount Ling, they had reentered its embrace.

“We see Sandalwood Merit Buddha.”

Fawu took the lead in saluting.

Sandalwood Merit Buddha’s expression was restrained as he gently raised his hand and said, “My dear friends, no need for such formalities, for today I have come to subdue demons and eliminate devils.

There’s no need for so much ceremony.

Where is the demon?”

Fawu and the others stood firm, pointing at Mount Changyang, he said, “It might not be just any demon; it’s possible that it is the resurrection of the ancient War God Xingtian.

If Xingtian becomes ferocious and kills indiscriminately, I ask for Buddha’s intervention to suppress this ancient war god.”

Sandalwood Merit Buddha’s hand trembled, and his eyes changed.

Fawu had asked him to come and subdue demons and eliminate devils, but he hadn’t specified who the opponent was.

Sandalwood Merit Buddha instinctively thought that the opponent was just a tricky demon, at most a Celestial Immortal.

He would never have imagined that the one he was supposed to subdue and eliminate was War God Xingtian.

That ancient war god, his head severed, with breasts as eyes and a navel as a mouth, wielding Qingming in a dance.

Even ten of himself would not be enough to withstand Xingtian’s blows.

Sandalwood Merit Buddha took a deep breath and then said, “Within the Buddhist Realm, did you only invite me?”

Fawu nodded and said, “Yes, I, a humble monk, am not familiar with the other Great Saints of the Buddhist Realm.”

Sandalwood Merit Buddha really wanted to curse, “Are you familiar with me?

Did you consider my feelings when you invited me here?”

Seeing Sandalwood Merit Buddha’s displeased expression, Fawu asked with confusion, “Is Sandalwood Merit Buddha perhaps afraid of Xingtian?”

Sandalwood Merit Buddha’s face darkened, and he immediately retorted, “Nonsense!

How could I ever fear that Xingtian?

If he dares to commit atrocities, I will surely suppress him.”

Fawu sneered inwardly, but his face showed admiration.

He exclaimed, “Sandalwood Merit Buddha has boundless magical power.

I admire you greatly.”

“Hmph.”

Sandalwood Merit Buddha snorted coldly, unwilling to engage with Fawu.

He felt that he had been tricked by Fawu.

His gaze swept over the camp of the Daoist Sect, and Sandalwood Merit Buddha said with a sneer, “The immortals of the Daoist Sect are inadequate, just a few youngsters.

Has the mighty Daoist Sect run out of people?

Not a single capable one among them.”

Du Ni and the others were very angry when they heard Sandalwood Merit Buddha’s words.

Du Ni even snorted coldly, expressing her dissatisfaction.

“Merely a Celestial Immortal dares to be so rude to me.

Are you provoking me?”

Sandalwood Merit Buddha said dominantly, staring at Du Ni from a height, looking down upon her with dissatisfaction in his eyes.

Du Ni wanted to erupt; knowing her temperament from being friends with Fan Yao was telling enough.

At that moment, two beams of immortal light descended.

A fiery voice erupted, “So what if I provoke you?

If you’re unhappy, let’s fight it out.

You, impotent thing!

When Great Sage was wronged by Tathagata, where was your mightiness?

Go challenge Tathagata.

Now, here you are flexing your power over a junior immortal.

If you’re upset, let’s settle it with a fight.”

Du Ni smiled; her good sister had arrived.

The girl also showed an admiring expression; this master was always so straightforward and exhilarating.

Sandalwood Merit Buddha’s expression stiffened.

He glared at the newcomer and said coldly, “It seems I have no choice but to make a move and teach you ill-mannered juniors a lesson.”

At that moment, he caught sight of a woman, graceful and with peerless beauty, holding a lotus flower, staring at him with a smile that was not quite a smile.

“He Xiangu.”

Sandalwood Merit Buddha’s pupils shrank slightly, his expression frozen.

How could this fiery Immortal Maiden also be here?

He Xiangu and Fan Yao landed within the camp of the Daoist Sect.

Du Ni stepped forward, extremely delighted.

Initially hearing that Fan Yao was bringing an immortal, she thought it would be someone similar to Fan Yao, but unexpectedly, He Xiangu was brought along.

He Xiangu, one of the Eight Immortals of the Upper Grotto, a signature figure within the Daoist Sect, far surpassing the strength of ordinary Celestial Immortals.

At that moment, He Xiangu’s lips curved into a slight cold smile.

She stared at Sandalwood Merit Buddha and said coldly, “Bald donkey, you want to teach my sister a lesson?”

No sooner had she spoken than someone from the Buddhist Sect shouted, “Insolence!

Dare you disrespect Buddha?”

“Slanderers of Buddha, destined for the eighteen levels of hell, you will suffer retribution.”

“I beseech Buddha to act, to cast He Xiangu into the eighteen levels of hell, never to be liberated.”

The monks were excitedly agitated.

Sandalwood Merit Buddha’s face darkened; he really wanted these monks to shut up.

If he were a match for He Xiangu, he would have already made his move, but the problem was he couldn’t defeat her.