I have Taoism and can understand other worlds

Chapter 580 War Buddha
An unnamed giant slowly rose from the grassland mud, his body spanning the heavens and the earth, beyond description.

His body, sculpted from black jade, flowed with a faint, stardust-like light. Nine cracks snaked from the crown of his head to the lotus platform, each crack seeping out a turbid aura of gold dust and blood mist.

His face retained a compassionate countenance, but the vermilion mark between his brows had transformed into a crimson vertical pupil, and molten gold tears streamed down his half-closed eyelids.

The twelve-armed bones pierced through the skin and grew into a black iron Buddha niche. The remaining three pairs of hands still formed the earth-touching demon-subduing mudra, and fragments of relics were embedded in the broken fingernails.

Golden veins coiled into Buddhist Sanskrit characters beneath her dark skin, the text flowing backward with each breath. The jeweled robes she wore had become symbiotic with her flesh, golden threads transforming into vampire vines that entwined around her neck, and each string of prayer beads was inlaid with a half-rotted celestial maiden's face.

Behind it, the pagoda's halo split into seven jagged crescent moons, with crushed swastikas floating around its edges, making a sound like chains dragging bones as it rotated.

The most bizarre thing is the thousand-petaled black lotus at his feet, each petal a solidified flame of sin, the lotus heart swallowing fragments of seven-treasure glazed glass, the refracted Buddhist light distorting the surrounding space into a prism cage.

As He leaned slightly forward, countless transparent faces appeared in the void, bowing and seeping into the seven orifices of living beings along with the scent of sandalwood and sulfur.

This was once a Buddha.

But now this Buddha has become a demon in the Avici Hell.

Jiang Wen never expected that what was trapped beneath this swamp was actually a decaying Buddha statue.

Upon closer inspection, the enormous Buddha statue was bound by countless chains, just like the true dragon Zhuming that they had encountered before.

The decaying Buddha stood before Jiang Wen, enveloping the world like a mountain.

The wailing ghosts emerged and vanished from the prayer beads on the Buddha's body, circling the Four Symbols Sword Formation and lamenting unspeakable sorrows.

They whispered and roared in Jiang Wen's ear. Insults, accusations, pleas, anguish…

All kinds of human emotions evolve and thrive within it.

Even though Jiang Wen had achieved the Venerable Dao Fruit, he was still stirred up by these emotions.

But he calmed down instantly, his mind as still as water.

The fact that one's emotions can be stirred is simply a reflection of their inherent nature. He gleaned countless stories from the voices of these ghosts.

Those are the stories of the prodigies, the experiences of cultivators throughout their lives.

They perished here, trapped by this decaying Buddha statue before them, unable to escape. They endure constant suffering, the cruel torture of being torn to pieces.

They begged Jiang Wen to release them, even if it meant their souls would be scattered.

Jiang Wen remained silent, a sigh escaping his lips.

The Buddha is like a mountain, unshakable.

This Buddha was beyond his current ability to be saved; he could even sense that this Buddha was far more powerful than the True Dragon Zhuming. Even the Four Heavenly Venerables of the Righteous Path were like mischievous children before this Buddha.

The Buddha stood still, and Jiang Wen met his gaze.

The dark lotus vanished, and the Buddha remained silent.

"Why are you here?" Jiang Wen broke the silence.

The Buddha remained silent, only making a lotus-shaped hand gesture. His eyes were like two black suns, with the central pupil shaped like a snake's eye.

"Where do you come from?" Jiang Wen asked again.

The Buddha lowered its hands and sat cross-legged on the grassland.

Behind him, a large, dark sun wheel rotated, surrounded by eight celestial dragons soaring around it.

"No, you cannot transcend." The Buddha's voice, like a resounding bell, echoed throughout heaven and earth.

Jiang Wen knew this matter was difficult to resolve, so he could only close his eyes and enter his spiritual sea.

He stood in front of the stone tablet and reached out to touch it.

"Since that's the case, then we have no choice but to fight. Perhaps this is also karma." Jiang Wen crossed out 200,000 merit points, feeling a pang of heartache. These 300,000 merit points were his accumulated merits over the past few days, but he was going to use so many of them in this Black Mountain.

The next moment, Jiang Wen opened his eyes, and his third eye on his forehead activated.

Golden light gathered within his body, emanating from his seven orifices. "Dharma Body of Heaven and Earth!"

A thunderclap arose out of nowhere, shaking heaven and earth.

A golden deity appeared, his ten-thousand-foot-tall body reaching to the heavens and the earth.

The divine being was clad in golden armor, wielding a three-pointed, double-edged sword. His head was crowned with mountains and seas, and he stood atop auspicious five-colored clouds.

With a single glance, his divine eye transcends time, manifesting divine power to vanquish evil and heretics. His cloud-piercing boots tread the earth, scattering golden light across the land. Grass and trees flourish, the poisonous miasma dissipates. The vibrant scene is a far cry from the treacherous place it once was.

When the Buddha's thousand-armed form materialized and rose from the turbid clouds, each Buddha eye in the palm turned into a festering, bloody hole.

The black sun wheel dripped with countless viscous black liquids. What hung between its spokes were not necklaces, but billions of writhing intestines, each with a moldy skull bell tied to its end, and eight rotting celestial dragons coiled around them.

The lotus throne on which He sat was covered with fleshy growths, and as the lotus petals opened and closed, they emitted a poisonous mist with a sulfurous smell. Countless indescribable Buddhist scriptures floated in the mist.

A divine being descended from the heavens, his divine thunder tearing through the gloom, his ten-thousand-foot-tall body clad in golden armor.

The purple lightning shooting from the vertical eye between his brows condensed into three thousand thunder halberds, the tips of which were not spear tassels, but thunderous vortexes.

boom--! !

The Thunder Halberd and the Great Sun Wheel intersected, unleashing countless bolts of lightning and black mist.

The mere clash of magical artifacts caused a surge of energy to sweep across the entire grassland.

As the Buddha's finger fell, the evil spirits transformed into a thick fog and attacked the divine being.

The divine being stamped his foot, and Xuanming True Water gushed forth from beneath it. The true water transformed into flying swords, trapping the countless evil spirits.

The moment the black lotus of the corrupted Buddha touched it, the true water froze into hideous ice spikes, each ice pillar containing a howling evil spirit.

The moment the two deities clashed, the folds of heaven and earth seemed to be crushed.

The corroded Buddha's intestines and chain wrapped around the divine man's left arm, and the skull bell on the chain exploded with poisonous fire, causing the golden armor to grow copper-rust-like mold spots.

The divine being's right palm held the Five Sacred Mountains Seal, which crashed down upon the head. The illusory mountain images crushed the three Buddha heads, which fell to the ground and transformed into a swamp of pus and blood. From this swamp crawled out the Lord of the Corpse Forest, whose eyes were filled with Buddha's.

Suddenly, the Unborn Dharma Wheel split open in the Buddha's chest cavity. The wheel's teeth were forged from a broken Vajra pestle, and when it turned, it emitted not the sound of Brahma, but the wailing of ten thousand ghosts.

The god roared, causing the Nine Heavens Thunder Pool to pour down, but the lightning twisted into a pitch-black snake shape when it touched the Dharma Ninja Wheel—it had been corrupted by that Buddha!
At this moment, the heavens and earth seemed to fall into hell, and wherever the Buddha's black blood splattered, fleshy lotuses sprang from the ground, devouring the stars.

Where lightning and fire scorched, the clouds scabbed over and turned into charred corpses.

A severed finger broke off from the tip of the Buddha's image, falling to the ground and instantly becoming a continuous, decaying mountain. A wisp of a divine being's golden armor and beard drifted away, landing and transforming into fertile soil stretching for miles.

Even with a thousand hands clapping down, the divine being still wielded his three-pointed, double-edged sword and slashed down.

The wind and thunder roared, and the world was turned upside down.

Even the distant forest was reduced to countless withered and decaying places in the battle between gods and Buddhas.

The sky was shattered, the earth shook. A gap appeared in the gray sky, and brilliant sunlight fell down, forming a pillar of heaven.

The pitch-black, putrid soil and the manifested lush, fertile land echo each other, as if gods and Buddhas were locked in battle.

The giant spirit strode towards them from afar, only to be shattered by divine lightning before it could get close. Moments later, it reformed its form and continued towards the two enormous Dharma images.

Jiang Wen, now a deity, felt neither sorrow nor joy; he quietly gazed at the Buddha before him.

The sharp blade in his hand flashed like lightning, severing a thousand Buddha hands.

"We cannot prolong this battle," Jiang Wen thought to himself. He gripped the sharp blade tightly, gathering lightning in his breath. The next moment, the three-pointed, double-edged sword pierced through the Buddha's body.

"cut!"

The divine roar resounded throughout the universe.

With a single stroke, the Buddha was cleaved in two.

(End of this chapter)