Begin immortality by slaying demons.

Chapter 833 Cultivating Three Paths Simultaneously
Thousands of golden Buddha statues shattered and collapsed diagonally, with a deafening roar rising into the sky.

The golden light was swallowed up by the dark clouds.

Only a colossal black Buddha, as tall as the heavens, remained in the world. Its palms were clasped together, and the immaculate Buddhist beads on its forehead resembled the sun in broad daylight, or a vertical pupil, gazing indifferently at the mortal world.

Judging from its appearance, this Buddha statue is clearly a demonic Buddha.

But since all the other Buddha statues were destroyed, the only one left must be the true Buddha!
The monks, trembling, looked up at the majestic Buddha statue, their pupils dilating and their bodies bending involuntarily as they knelt down in unison before the black giant Buddha.

"No worshiping!"

In the past, the Buddha was furious, his eyes wide with rage as he swept his gaze around and roared hoarsely, "All of you, stand up for me!"

But his emaciated body, wrapped in a tattered robe, appeared so insignificant in front of the giant black Buddha, and even his voice was ignored by everyone.

The Bodhi followers, who had refused to let Shen Yi ascend to the throne of the Immortal Emperor even at the cost of their lives, now knelt in unison before the figure in fluttering black robes.

"Die!"

The Buddha took in this scene, his forehead veins bulging. He leaped into the air, his palms raised as if supporting the heavens, the world turning upside down, mountains and rivers rising together, and he descended straight towards Shen Yi.

Under this surging Buddhist light, the faces of the many true Buddhas who were locked in combat changed drastically, and they instantly withdrew. Those who were slightly careless and whose shoulders were touched by the Buddhist light were directly melted away.

Even the Buddha and the Emperor couldn't help but feel a bit of fear when the once transcendent giant exerted his full power.

Faced with this broken world, the giant black Buddha finally made a move. It loosened its palms, stood up abruptly, bowed its head slightly, and used its broad shoulders to once again support the collapsed sky.

The Buddha's roar in the past suddenly stopped.

Because one end of the stone rod was already pressed against his chin.

The stench of blood emanating from the staff relentlessly wafted into the Buddha's nostrils. Stimulated by the Emperor's blood, his eyes twitched violently, and large beads of sweat rolled down his face.

"Master?"

A hint of violence flashed in Shen Yi's eyes.

This stone staff is stained with the blood of three first-rank giants. The withered old monk in front of him, after all, is still a first-rank one.

In an instant, the stone stick suddenly rose up, cleanly and decisively sending the old monk flying.

Shen Yi took a step forward, and before his body even arrived, the long staff had already slammed into the body of the Buddha of the past. Each strike contained the double tribulation power of the Dao Fruit and the Fruit Position, as well as the rich resources offered by the True Buddha Emperors and their second-rank disciples in the Ten Thousand Demon Palace.

He seemed to transform into a tireless, ferocious beast, raining down blows with his clubs, completely tearing the emaciated monk's robes, breaking his spine, and shattering his chest.

The Buddha, who once sat high on a lotus throne, was now covered in crimson blood, his eyes glazed over from being pounded with sticks.

Many of the true Buddhas were already in a state of continuous defeat. When they caught a glimpse of this tragic scene out of the corner of their eyes, they were filled with even more sorrow and fear, and lost their morale. Not to mention suppressing the Joyful True Buddha and the several emperors, they even found it difficult to protect their own lives.

Only now have they finally realized what kind of monster Joyful Buddha and Eastern Emperor were facing when they went to the Divine Dynasty to welcome them.

Even without the protection of that imperial aura, this young man can still be invincible beyond the realm of transcendence!

boom!
In the past, Buddha crashed straight into the mortal world, his knees sinking deep into the ground, kneeling with a blank expression. He looked up in a daze, and the shadow of the staff that suddenly magnified was reflected in his pupils.

click-

The long staff slashed down fiercely, striking the Buddha of the past between the eyebrows. With a dull cracking sound, blood spread out like a spider web, blurring his terrified eyes.

It's astonishing that a being could grow to such an astonishing level right under the noses of both religions.

The emaciated monk's mouth twitched, gradually tearing open to reveal bloodstained teeth.

“You have never transcended, you do not know... what you see when you transcend... will never change.”

"There will be no more emperors in the mortal realm... The new emperor takes charge of the celestial court, and all he sees are disciples of our two sects. This is all predetermined!"

"I thought you would be the new emperor... but I never expected... the two religions welcomed you, and you didn't go... tsk..."

The Buddha's voice grew increasingly urgent, his breath coming in gasps of frenzy: "Ha! You're not going!"

“I will go up, but not be welcomed up.”

Shen Yi slowly retracted his long staff, calmly gazing at the gaunt monk before him: "The road you've paved is too dirty; I prefer to build it myself."

"Ho! Ho!"

In the past, the madness in the eyes of the Buddha reached its peak; his mouth was filled with blood, yet he still laughed wildly: "You have no chance."

As soon as he finished speaking, his body gave way, and he swayed and fell forward, finally collapsing at Shen Yi's feet.

Even without the existence of the Hall of Ten Thousand Demons, given the current state of this Buddha, he would at least have ended up being banished back to the Heavenly Dao.

But his broken body, in full view of everyone, transformed into a flowing stream, which then suddenly swelled up to form half a river. The river rose up and, like a long curtain, swept up the entire area before disappearing without a trace.

"Buddha!"

The true Buddhas seemed to realize something and let out a mournful cry in unison.

They were not grieving for the passing of the withered old monk, because the Buddha had not actually perished, but had been returned to his original state.

The other party is one of the three Buddhas who together constructed the River of Time, and he is in charge of the past.

At this moment, the Buddha used his body as a river, trapping all of them in the past!
With Shen Yi's cultivation level, it was impossible for him to be trapped here forever, but as long as he could be held back for a period of time, it would be enough for the Buddha of the present world to finish handing over the nine major meridians and personally descend to subdue the demon.

The problem is that we were also left here.

The scene that the Buddha spoke of in the past will surely come to pass, but these true Buddhas certainly won't be able to see it.

If the great calamity is a game of chess, then even the top-tier powerhouses have become pawns!

This was something that no one dared to even imagine at the beginning.

"..."

Shen Yi watched as this section of the River of Time flowed into the white lotus atop the Buddha Cliff, without revealing any surprise in her eyes.

He had already anticipated that the three transcendent leaders could no longer be viewed as individual beings. If cultivators below the first rank were imitating the true gods, then the transcendent giants were imitating the entire Heavenly Dao. The three of them together formed a single being.

Shen Yi gripped the stone staff tightly again and looked at the several true Buddhas in the sky.

"Senior brother, it's time to open your eyes."

Joyful Buddha grabbed Medicine King Buddha's head, his eyes devoid of affection, filled only with the desire to have the other accompany him.

"Look up! Look at our sky!"

They are now like drowning ghosts, and only if Shen Yi becomes the rightful heir can they have a chance to be reborn.

The Medicine King Buddha looked helplessly at the pitch-black giant Buddha and the boundless universe, his breathing heavy. He quietly loosened his clenched fingers. They were already at a disadvantage, and now they had to face the Jade Emperor, who had just killed the Buddha of the past and turned him into the River of Time... There was absolutely no hope of victory.

This stretch of time has even blocked their last escape route.

With the Medicine King Buddha leading the way, the other four Buddhas, after a brief hesitation, gave up resistance with faces full of despair. The pitch-black giant Buddha extended its palm, and the Immaculate Buddha Beads rippled with dazzling light.

A white light swept across the earth, taking away the monks scattered across the mountains and fields, as well as the five true Buddhas sitting with their heads bowed.

The original South Sumeru became empty and desolate, with only the group of gods in the Buddha Cliff remaining, still immersed in shock and unable to recover.

This was probably the most horrifying massacre in the history of the world, yet it ended so quietly.

When Shen Yi slowly walked to the front of the Buddha Cliff prison, even the ancestral god trembled and came to his senses.

This was its second meeting with Shen Yi.

"Jade Emperor..."

Whether it was the Emperor, the True Buddha, or the other cultivators, the Ancestral God had never taken them seriously. In his mind, they were all just a bunch of monkeys imitating him, and the first-rank cultivators were just imitators who were even more similar.

But now, it instinctively uses honorifics.

The blow that smashed the withered monk's head was beyond the ancestral god's comprehension; it didn't even know what the Buddha meant by "transcendence."

In its long memory, Shen Yi was already the pinnacle of power.

"Do the two religions still have cultivators who can defeat the Jade Emperor?"

The Ancestral God recalled the Buddha's threat before his death and spoke with some disbelief.

“There are still two transcendent leaders.” Shen Yi put away the stone stick.

"Transcendence... how vast is the gap between us?" The Ancestral God rose, his heart pounding.

"A world of difference." Shen Yi frankly admitted that even the strongest first-grade cultivator has a limit and is still a part of the Heavenly Dao, but the transcendent giants have already broken away from this category and are showing signs of becoming their own small Heavenly Dao.

The two are not even on the same level.

Upon hearing this answer, Houtu Niangniang, who had quietly moved over, paused slightly. She had been worried that Shen Yi, having never seen Chaotuo before, might become careless after his victory and overlook the danger before him.

I didn't expect the other party to see it so clearly.

Venturing into the lion's den without knowing the dangers is courageous, but also somewhat reckless. However, if one chooses to embark on this path after clearly understanding the gap between the two sides, then one is even more admirable.

"So...why have you come?" A hint of dejection appeared on the Ancestral God's face.

If that so-called transcendence is truly as terrifying as they describe, then arriving here wouldn't have taken long at all.
Such a short time was neither enough for the Jade Emperor to escape this place, nor enough for the other party to pluck the white lotus from the Buddha Cliff prison.

"Seeking transcendence."

Shen Yi stated his purpose frankly.

"Who can help you transcend..."

The Ancestral God paused for a moment, and upon seeing the other party's calm gaze, it suddenly realized something, and its expression changed instantly.

Its eyes narrowed slightly, and it hesitated for a long time: "You can't come in, I can't get out, and I can't wake up my brothers. I am really powerless."

"..."

Houtu Niangniang could probably guess what this ancestral god was thinking. The two religions wanted to be above the laws of heaven, but from the perspective of the ancestral god, Shen Yi also wanted to use them. How could these arrogant gods and demons accept such a thing?

The problem is that, although what the other party said was an excuse, it was also true.

Shen Yi successfully found the Ancestral God and was kind to the Righteous God Sect, but these gods and demons had already become prisoners of both sects.

In the past, even when the Buddha exhausted his power, he still managed to trap them here and continue to suppress the ancestral gods, all in order to eliminate all risks.

"call."

Shen Yi didn't waste any more words; he simply closed his eyes.

The next moment, the golden Dharma image in the Buddha Cliff prison stood up calmly, his face becoming more stern. The subtle change in his expression was enough for the gods to realize that this Dharma image had changed masters.

"I'm in."

The golden-bodied deity calmly looked at the ancestral god.

The shock this scene brought to everyone was no less than the blow that killed the Buddha in the past.

Even the Goddess Houtu widened her eyes.

In addition to his identities as the Jade Emperor and the Immovable Buddha, this young man was also a meritorious immortal appointed by the Heavenly Dao!

Although merit-based immortals are rare, they are nothing compared to emperors and true Buddhas. However, the problem is that an immortal body formed purely from the power of merit is the cultivation method in the world that is closest to that of a true god.

The path of incense offerings and sacred offerings encompasses the cultivation of three paths!
But soon, Houtu Niangniang pursed her lips nervously.

Judging from the cultivation level of this Merit Immortal Body, it is far from being a vessel for transcendence along with the other two paths, unless... the power of merit itself is transformed from the Heavenly Dao, and can naturally carry the meridians like the Heavenly Dao.

Furthermore, this was originally one of Shen Yi's bodies, and it was connected to her main body in spirit.

Now that the main body is outside, if it is used as a bridge, it can pass through the restrictions of the Buddha Cliff and communicate with the remaining eight ancestral gods.

"..."

The Ancestral God swallowed hard. Only now did it understand why the other party had refused to let it participate in this battle.

The concern about damaging the meridians stems from the fact that this young man intends to utilize the nine major meridians for his own purposes!
"I...I need to wake up a few brothers first."

The ancestral god's previous excuses had failed, but he still instinctively waved his hand.

This time, even Qi Feng and the others had strange expressions.

Putting aside the fact that this ruthless Jade Emperor suddenly became their "colleague," just consider that he came at the risk of his life, slaying so many true Buddhas, leaving them with no way out, all to protect them from the refinement of the Buddha's voice. This kindness was earned with their lives.

But even they could see that the Ancestral Gods intended to renege on the debt, let alone the Jade Emperor.

Not only do they want to renege on their debts, but they also want to continue using the other party's spiritual body to save the True God Cult.

Only a fool would agree to that!

But they couldn't say much.

Although Shen Yi seems much more reliable than the two sects, what he is after seems to be manipulating the laws of heaven...

To everyone's surprise, Shen Yi seemed completely oblivious and calmly nodded: "Okay."

The next moment, the golden statue sat down cross-legged and transformed into a bridge.

This gesture stunned the ancestral god, leaving him frozen in place.

(End of this chapter)