The demon world I designed.

Chapter 1132

"It's time for you to leave, Mr. Yang!"

The dagger was retracted, and the light of Shinto surged. All the soldiers recognized it almost immediately. This was the ultimate source of their power of faith, and their Lord God had returned!
Meanwhile, at the Buddhist temple, a group of Arhats looked dim and dull. Even though now was a great opportunity to attack, no one dared to step forward.

"Exit?"

The Buddha looked at Chen Qing, whose body gradually dissipated. This time, due to the plots of several forces, Chen Qing had been accumulating this sword power for an unknown period of time. Without the Time and Space Jade, he no longer had any chance of survival.

He knew that maybe it was really the end for him.

Where will I go?
The Buddha was a revived spirit, and after Chen Qing's sword, he had no chance of reincarnation.

This time, I might really die.

死.
Having lived for hundreds of millions of years, he was very resistant to this word, even extremely afraid of it. Otherwise, he would not have come up with the idea to avoid the alien golem.

But when he was about to experience the last moment, he suddenly felt relaxed all over.

The nerves that had been tense for countless years suddenly relaxed.

That feeling is really comfortable.
Maybe I was really obsessed with it before.

"Young man" Buddha looked at Chen Qing with an inexplicably complicated look in his eyes. For this person who had schemed so many things and eventually killed him, he could not feel any hatred for a moment. Instead, he only felt a sense of relief.

Maybe I have lived too long and lost too many things?

"You are willing to cooperate with Lao Liu. Do you know what he did to you back then?"

"I don't know." Chen Qing said calmly, "I only know that his cooperation is beneficial to me now. If I still lose in the end this time, it will be because I am not as skilled as him."

"Really?" Buddha smiled and said, "Yes, I am not as skilled as others. What can I say? Young people are more open-minded."

"Is there anything else you want to say in the end?" Chen Qing asked.

"I" actually wanted to ask a lot of questions. He wanted to ask why Chen Qing chose to cooperate with Old Liu again, and he also wanted to know why Old Liu had to kill him. As one of the three great Buddhas, he had deep roots in the Buddhist country. A war was about to break out, but he chose to kill his own general on the battlefield. What was he thinking?

But it doesn't seem important now.

He still doesn't know whether he is the same person he was back then. Maybe it's just a string of memory data. Maybe he was already dead back then. Maybe all of them were just deceiving themselves back then.

Now even the data memory disappears immediately. What does that feel like?

Do people really disappear completely from this world after death?

Chen Qing looked at the other person who was silent, and did not disturb him, because he could see clearly that the other person's face, which had been bitter all along, actually showed a smile. It was an expression of incomparable relaxation and comfort. Perhaps now was the most relaxed time for him in his billions of years of life.

Every second is extremely precious and one should not disturb it.

As time passed, Old Yang finally smiled, put his hands together, and a ray of golden light turned into a grain of rice. The grain of rice flashed with a faint light, not dazzling, but it seemed that no darkness in the world could cover it.

Chen Qing narrowed his eyes and recognized it at a glance. It was the Buddha's relic!

In the setting, if a person in the Buddha Kingdom is willing to pass away, he will be considered to have achieved great enlightenment, and everything in his body will turn into relics, becoming the only trace of this world. The relics condense the essence of the Buddha's life power, without any harm, and are only passed on to the world, which is a great act of kindness. Only the Buddha who has broken the cycle of reincarnation can produce such relics.

The relic, shining with light, slowly flew towards Chen Qing.

Chen Qing took it silently, feeling mixed emotions for a moment. He was not familiar with this Mr. Yang. He probably only heard about his abilities from Mr. Liu before, and knew that he was one of the masterminds who caused the Third World War.

But I don't have any hatred or feelings towards this person. It's just that killing him will benefit Jiangnan.

If a Buddha-level figure dies in his hands, his body and bones will be excellent materials for magical instruments. The refined blood and qi can revive all the aquatic creatures in the Dragon Palace of the West Sea.

In addition, Mr. Liu promised that as long as the Buddha died, he would allow him to eliminate the Buddhist temples in Jiangnan, so he agreed to cooperate.

However, he did not expect that after success, the other party would be willing to transform into a relic to fulfill his wish.

"Young man, most of the Buddhist temples in Jiangnan have followed me. If those Arhats are willing to surrender, let them go. I wish you can make it to the end. If it were you, you should create a different result."

Chen Qing was silent for a while, accepted the relic, and then instantly arrived in front of the army. He looked at the Arhats in the distance who were reluctant to attack, and the Buddha in the temple who didn't even dare to speak.

"Those who surrender will not be killed. Your Buddha has begged for mercy. If you are willing to surrender, I will accept you. If you are not willing, I can also let you go. But if you continue to cause trouble to Jiangnan, I can guarantee that your spirit will never have a chance to reincarnate!"

Upon hearing this, all the Arhats froze in place, gritting their teeth.

For many years, they have never been threatened like this. Even when the Buddhist Kingdom was at its weakest, it had not been forced to the point it is today.

However, today they did not have the courage to resist.

For three eras, not even the king level of the three major forces has fallen, but now even the Buddha cannot escape the fate of death.

Is the rumored end of the world true?
"Amitabha." A Buddhist chant rang out, and then a tall barefoot Buddha slowly walked out of the temple.

The Buddha was tall and completely different from the Happy Buddha that Chen Qing had met before. This Buddha was like a gigantic Vajra. Although his blood and energy were weak, one could still feel the martial spirit condensed in the other person.

Chen Qing knew immediately that this was a war Buddha.

"Donor Chen Qing, long time no see."

Chen Qing responded: "Master, I am not the Chen Qing of the past, and I don't know you, Master. If you want to reminisce, you can forget it."

"Indeed." Buddha suddenly laughed and said, "Although the genes are the same, you are not the same person at heart. The previous Chen Qing would not have taken your path. I was not considerate enough."

"Master, you are willing to come out this time, but do you have any advice for me?" Chen Qing said.

"The Buddha is dead, and I am a little confused for a while. Since the Buddha is willing to incarnate as a relic, he should have figured it out, but I still haven't figured it out. Now I have some questions that I would like to ask you to solve."

"It's not in vain for you to answer my question." Buddha smiled and said, "If you can answer my question, the five hundred Arhats in my temple will belong to you. As long as they recover their vitality, they will become extraordinary beings. They are all born as warrior monks and their combat power is also elite among the three major forces. What do you think?"

Chen Qing was a little surprised when he heard this, and then said: "In this case, please ask the master."

(End of this chapter)