Begin immortality by slaying demons.

Chapter 831 When it comes to numbers, Shen has never lost.

"..."

Hearing these calm and composed words, not only were the others taken aback, but even Qi Feng himself was stunned for a moment.

It only wanted Qian Qing to give the Ancestral God some hope and prevent him from sinking into depravity, but it never expected to receive such a confident response.

The other righteous gods who were familiar with Qian Qing also showed apprehension on their faces.

If the other party had thought it over carefully and come up with a feasible solution, the gods would naturally have been delighted. But this decisive and straightforward response made them somewhat incredulous.

Indeed, ever since Qian Qing was transferred out of the Imperial Stables and rose from a lowly stable boy to a celestial general, he has encountered many dangers along the way, but each time he has been able to easily overcome them with the help of that young man.

But what I encountered before were all minor demons of the fifth rank and monks of the fourth rank. Even if there were more of them, compared to the scene outside this prison, they were nothing.

With the Buddha of the Past at the head, plus the five true Buddhas, even if the ancestral gods were not asleep, it would probably take at least three of them working together to break the spell.

Is it really possible?
"Who are you?" The Fire Ancestor God wearily opened his eyes and glanced at the golden statue.

"Reporting to the Ancestral God, this is a meritorious immortal appointed by Heaven. He attained enlightenment through incense offerings and joined our Righteous God Sect. He is no different from us." Qi Feng hurriedly introduced Qian Qing, trying his best to prove that the other party was not an immortal or Buddha, but a true member of their own side.

"Back then, we were ordered to suppress the most evil in the Eight Extremes Valley, but we were ambushed and killed by the Bodhi Sect. It was thanks to Qian Qing that we were able to escape and rush back to the Celestial Court to awaken you."

The other dozen or so righteous gods also chimed in in agreement.

Upon hearing this, the Fire Ancestor God stared intently at the person, a glint in its eyes. It had already guessed who had been reminding it behind its back, and this person was related to this matter. Could it be...?

It gathered its thoughts and took a deep breath: "Who is the person you can summon?"

The golden statue looked up and met his gaze, saying calmly, "The Ancestral God has seen it before."

Such a gaze is extremely rare for the ancestral gods.

It has always been viewed with a mixture of awe and reverence, or, as the Buddhas of the past and many other true Buddhas have just done, with mockery and contempt.

But this person stood between the two, neither humble nor arrogant, which abruptly reminded it of another person.

"Where?"

"Nanzhou, Jianyang Mansion."

The blue-and-white porcelain's concise response directly confirmed the ancestral god's guess. It remained silent for a long time, recalling the figure on the city wall back then. That young man had just glanced at it quietly, neither paying homage nor asking for greetings, but simply turned and left.

"He..."

The light in the ancestral god's eyes dimmed slightly.

Even at the cost of shattering his own meridians, if he wanted to break free from the current situation, he would need at least one being of equal strength to the Buddha of the past to lend a helping hand.

For these youngsters, that young man was perhaps already dazzling enough.

After all, simply showing his face was enough to intimidate the followers of both sects into not daring to make the slightest move, and he easily killed dozens of cultivators, including the Great Freedom Bodhisattva and the Golden Immortal. This was indeed something that ordinary people could do.

But compared to these true masters and Buddhas, they are simply not up to par.

"Ancestral God!"

Seeing the Ancestral God sink back into the Buddhist chants, Qi Feng became anxious. Seeing Qian Qing sitting quietly and not intending to argue further, he had no choice but to shout again, "We are manifestations of the Heavenly Law, how can we stand by and watch the world fall into chaos!"

Since there's no other way, we might as well try anything, even if it's a hopeless situation, rather than just sitting around waiting.

"Ugh."

The Ancestral God sighed softly, struggling to resist the encroaching Buddhist chants, and asked in a hoarse voice, "Is there anything I can do?"

All the righteous gods turned their gazes toward the golden Dharma image.

Lady Qinghua said calmly, "Just wait patiently."

Before the words were even finished, even the ancestral god's expression turned strange, and the righteous gods were speechless.

Qi Feng looked this "new colleague" up and down, then swallowed hard.

No... We've worked together for so long, and he's always been humble and polite. When did his words become so arrogant, as if he's become a completely different person?

……

A hundred Buddha cliffs gather together, and pure white lotus flowers sway gently.

In the past, the Buddha led five true Buddhas in soft chanting, and the monks below the cliff followed suit, sitting with their palms together. In the vast Southern Mount Sumeru, only one voice remained.

Use Buddhist chants to deliver the mind from demonic influences.

When the last ancestral god fell into depravity and was sent back to the Heavenly Dao, and the demon emperor who had brought calamity to the world was suppressed by the Buddha, this calamity came to an end.

The situation is set.

In the past, the Buddha slightly raised his eyes, seemingly already seeing the world after the calamity.

He gazed at the group of righteous gods, watching them desperately resist the Buddhist chants, and suddenly found it somewhat amusing.

"It's time to finish."

As the chanting of Buddhist prayers subsided, the monks below the cliff all smiled.

This great calamity has had a huge impact and caused too many deaths and injuries, leaving people somewhat exhausted. Fortunately, the outcome is always good, and the new world completely controlled by the two religions is finally about to arrive.

As followers of both religions, they can take whatever they want from this new world, and the damage they suffered in the great calamity can be quickly repaired, even growing to a level they never dared to imagine before.

"My Buddha is compassionate!"

A deep, resonant cry, like the grand tolling of a bronze bell, echoed through Southern Sumeru, carrying a hint of fervor and a greed that was about to engulf humanity.

"..."

Within the Buddha Cliff, the righteous gods were powerless to speak; their eyes were vacant, and they could clearly sense that they were gradually returning to the Heavenly Dao.

But that Heavenly Dao was already shrouded in the light of Buddha.

Just like at this very moment, the Buddhist voice in South Mount Sumeru is irrefutable, and no one can question their words anymore.

“Qian Qing…” Qi Feng raised his head with difficulty and looked to the side.

Its pupils twitched slightly, somewhat surprised to find that the other party remained calm, seemingly unconcerned about its own safety.

Just then, Qi Feng watched as Qian Qing suddenly stood up, and at the same time, a voice that was extremely familiar to him rang out from Nanxumi.

"You Buddha, where is your compassion?"

The voice wasn't very loud, and the words weren't harsh; it was just a simple question.

But this one sentence enraged all the monks on the mountain.

Is it acceptable for outsiders to question the true Buddha?!

But the next moment, when they saw the figure walking towards them, their faces turned deathly pale, and their upright bodies trembled slightly.

Perhaps some members of both religions have never seen that fierce god, but the legend of the golden hairpin and black robe has long been a nightmare in the hearts of all the disciples.

Some monks had already subconsciously gotten up, wanting to escape this place. They had just taken a step when they suddenly saw several lotus platforms above their heads. Only then did they realize that this place was Southern Mount Sumeru, and Mount Sumeru where many true Buddhas and Buddhas were presiding!
He quickly sat back down, but still dared not look up at the figure suspended in the air.

"..."

Shen Yi hovered calmly in the sky, accompanied by the Goddess Houtu behind him. His face revealed neither joy nor anger as he quietly looked down at the group of monks in front of him. Without mobilizing any magical power, he had already silenced the entire Southern Sumeru.

"Compared to what Benefactor Shen has done, all living beings in the world deserve to be called compassionate."

Upon seeing the newcomer, the Buddha was clearly somewhat surprised. He had never met Shen Yi before, but after glancing at Houtu behind her, he had a general idea of ​​what was going on.

There are only six people in the world who can make the Emperor take a step back.

That little monk from the future, even at a time like this, still dared to cause trouble.

However... it's reasonable for Shen Yi to risk his life to save Hou Tu, after all, the two had a previous connection, and the leader who was guarding Hou Tu was from the future. He informed her of the situation and also helped her from behind, which gave her the courage.

But now, the other party has brazenly stepped into Nanxumi.

Who gave him the courage? Who relayed the message to him?
Thinking of this, the Buddha of the past slightly turned his head and looked at the several true Buddhas around him, his gaze focusing on the two who had been accompanying the Buddha of the future for many years.

Under that gaze, the true Buddhas immediately realized that they were now suspects, and they all resolutely shook their heads.

Although the Bodhi sect has three Buddhas who seem to be of equal status, everyone knows perfectly well who actually holds the real power.

The Buddha of the present life is the one who has transcended this life, and his esteemed status goes without saying. The Buddhas of the past lives were those who had transcended in the past, and their seniority was even higher. They also had no conflict of interest with the Buddha of the present life.

The remaining future Buddha, in terms of both strength and authority, can only be the weakest of the three, and judging from the current situation, it is still uncertain whether he can even come to life.

Anyone who would dare to go against the other two leaders for his sake would be out of their mind.

"Fine, whatever you got your information from, Benefactor Shen, since you dared to come, you must be prepared to die here."

"Doing two things at once saves a lot of effort."

The Buddha withdrew his gaze. He certainly didn't think Shen Yi, who could stir up chaos in the world, was a fool, but he really couldn't think of anything else the other party could do.

Back then, with the help of the Divine Dynasty's resources, the feat of killing the two first-rank giants, the Joyful True Buddha and the Eastern Emperor, was certainly ferocious enough.

But anyone with eyes can see what's going on.

Under that transcendent imperial aura, it would be quite good if these two could unleash even 30% of their strength.

Even if we assume that Shen Yi's strength is indeed that formidable, being confined to the first rank, how could he possibly surpass the Ancestral God?
As the Buddha's voice faded, five golden lotus platforms suddenly appeared, tightly surrounding the two people in the sky.

"Roar!"

Inside the Buddha Cliff, the majestic giant had already opened its eyes. It had not expected that, in addition to the young man, the visitor would also be the Empress Houtu.

Even though this emperor's strength was not comparable to that of the future Buddha, it still gave it a glimmer of hope.

The opponent doesn't need to defeat these monks; simply unleashing all their tribulation power to help him tear open the white lotus will give him the opportunity to awaken the other eight ancestral gods.

Help me get out of this predicament!

It suddenly leaped up and slammed into the Buddha Cliff vines with all its might, unleashing the supreme yang flames that represented all the fires in the world.

However, Houtu Niangniang did not move as it had imagined; instead, she stood silently behind the young man.

The ancestral god was swept away by the Buddha's light once again, and looked up with a puzzled expression.

"..."

Houtu Niangniang did not speak; the reason she did not move was simply because she had not received any instructions from Shen Yi.

To be honest, she was just as confused as everyone else in the room.

Right after she proposed the idea of ​​finding the true god, Shen Yi took her straight to Nanxumi.

Unexpectedly, they actually found it, and they also didn't expect that besides the true god... there was also a past Buddha and five true Buddhas here.

At this moment, she coldly glanced around, seemingly calm, but in reality, she was completely uncertain.

Shen Yi's previous display of strength was indeed astonishing, but as a giant who had transcended the mundane world, it wouldn't be an exaggeration to say that Buddha was among the top three in the world. Moreover, which of the remaining five true Buddhas was easy to deal with?

With just the two of them, the chances of winning were truly slim.

"How foolish..."

The ancestral god clenched his fist unwillingly. Since he had come, why was he unwilling to fight to the death and seize that last sliver of opportunity?

"Please wait patiently, Ancestral God, and do not damage the meridians."

Lady Qinghua did not turn around, but gazed intently at the figure in the sky, a bright smile on her face.

It was as if, once that young man arrived, there would be no more difficulties in the world to worry about.

From Qingzhou to now, she has finally witnessed her master reigning supreme, and she has no regrets in this life.

"Wait patiently?"

As one of the nine veins that protect heaven and earth, the ancestral god of fire had never heard anyone speak to him like this before.

It stared blankly, and suddenly felt as if it had become a chick, only needing to hide under its wings.

But who are those wings?
Meanwhile, the five true Buddhas had already set up their formation.

"Do you really think we're still in the era of the Eastern Continent Dharma Discussions...?"

Medicine King Buddha slowly raised his palms, staring intently at the young man in the center.

He is now filled with remorse, regretting that he was not decisive enough back then. When this person attacked the Bodhi followers, he should have joined forces with the Joyful True Buddha to ruthlessly suppress this person.

Fortunately, there is still a chance to make amends.

A sinister glint appeared on his face: "Will we just stand by and watch you slaughter my fellow disciples one by one?"

Shen Yi broke the rules herself, but without the protection of those rules, what could the other party possibly amount to?

The true Buddha appeared in the past and filled the last gap.

"I've noticed that you monks seem to really enjoy ganging up on the weak."

Faced with the encirclement and suppression of the Six Buddhas, Shen Yi suddenly smiled.

The Buddha raised an eyebrow slightly. This young man seemed unaware of the seriousness of the situation and thought it was just a game of make-believe. He thought it was too naive to try to incite others' competitive spirit with just a few words and then leave them a way out.

However, the next moment, the group of Buddhas watched as the young man slowly put away his smile.

"What a coincidence."

Shen Yi raised her hand indifferently: "Me too."

Since leaving Nanzhou, he has always been fighting alone, and this feeling is really unpleasant.

In full view.

A series of figures gradually emerged behind the young man.

The three supreme beings, the Joyful True Buddha, the Eastern Emperor, and the Northern Emperor, who had fallen from grace in the hearts of the people, quietly reappeared in the world.

If we also consider Houtu Niangniang and the ancestral gods in Buddha Cliff, the Bodhi Sect has inexplicably fallen into a disadvantageous position.

(End of this chapter)