Daojun, start from Penglai foundation building

A sacred land of pure Yang, a Taoist sect of profound mystery.

At its peak, it was famous throughout the world and its power shook the heavens. At this time, the Holy Land Dao Sect was thriving and prosperous, like a pillar supporting the sky, and the sect's patriarch was like a blazing sun suppressing all things.

The sect is powerful, its disciples are ambitious, and its elders are friendly. It occupies the Great Thousand Worlds and commands three thousand smaller worlds. Its disciples are countless, and its natural treasures are inexhaustible. It is truly a place of splendor and prosperity.

Such a powerful sect will not perish in obscurity, just as the annihilation of the great sun is accompanied by boundless radiance illuminating all ages and worlds, and the explosion sweeps across the heavens; the more powerful a sect is, the more dangerous its demise will be.

The sect disciples' counterattack, the sect's fortune backlash, and the sect's founder's desperate struggle.

Who would dare underestimate the desperate strike of a Pure Yang Holy Land when it is on the verge of death?
At this moment, the Qiankun Dao Sect of the Nine Provinces Realm, which has been famous throughout the chaotic universe for forty thousand years, is about to be destroyed. Its destruction will inevitably be accompanied by a catastrophic calamity, ending with the fall of countless lives.

At present, the foundation of Qiankun Dao Sect in the Nine Provinces Realm is only a corner of Cangzhou. Its fortune has declined, and the once vigorous pillar of fortune has long since crumbled and is about to collapse.

At this point, some of the remaining disciples of the Qiankun Dao Sect would naturally be like Daoist Yongkang, who would be afraid and flee, but many more would inevitably be driven to the brink of despair and fight to the death without any regard for consequences.

After all, their karma and fortune are closely related to their sect. When the sect is strong, they are lucky and have many opportunities, making their cultivation convenient and smooth. However, once the sect loses power, their fortune declines, their destiny withers, their cultivation becomes more difficult, and they are surrounded by danger.

Under such circumstances, how could they not fight to the last man?
Now, in that chaotic starry sea, within that long river of time, why have the patriarchs of the Eastern Heaven Daoist School been unable to subdue the Qian Tian Dao Lord?
Aside from the fact that Daoist Kaiyuan had not yet arrived, wasn't it also because he was concerned about Daoist Qiantian's desperate gamble?

Similarly, when Qian Tian Dao Jun knew there was no hope, he would fight to the death. When the fortune of the Chunyang Dao Sect, which had been strong for 40,000 years, declined to its extreme, it would face a violent backlash of fortune, just like the magnificent meteor shower when stars collapsed, which seemed beautiful but was full of danger.

Therefore, it is most appropriate to let someone else do the job of completely eradicating the Qiankun Dao Sect's lineage.

"Of the ten islands in the Nine Provinces, apart from Dragon Old Man Island, there are many other beings residing in the Upper Three Realms, such as Immortal Lord Dongping of Dongping Island and Immortal Lord Qilu of Qilu Island."

"This calamity affects the entire Nine Provinces; how could they possibly escape it?"

"They initially refused to express their support, wanting to stand by and watch, without even considering their own capabilities!"

"Now that they've come to us after our victory, it's their turn to pledge their loyalty and bear the consequences of their bad luck."

As Jade Immortal Lord spoke, he pointed his finger, and streaks of spiritual light intertwined, transforming into a map.

"However, the backlash from the destruction of the three Daoist sects, Qiankun, Kongdong, and Huayun, is something that these three minor Mahayana cultivators cannot withstand."

"But by then, we could easily suppress them."

Jiang Sheng listened quietly, watching the lines of energy on the map of the Nine Provinces drawn by Immortal Lord Yuzhen: This great battle within the Nine Provinces is about to end!

Chaotic Eastern Region, a desolate sea of ​​stars.

Within the gap of time and space, one could hear the rushing sound of waves, like the clanging of metal or the stampeding of ten thousand beasts.

That was the surging river of time, the waves stirred up by the passing years. The Heavenly River Boundary Ruler in the hand of Daoist Kaiyuan, carrying the power of time, slammed down on Daoist Futian before him.

In an instant, waves of countless ages crashed against the shore. At this very moment, in countless pasts and futures, a Heavenly River Boundary Ruler, hanging high in the sky, fell down upon Lord Futian.

Fu Tian Dao Jun stared in horror at the Heavenly River Boundary Ruler, which seemed to lock away all his past and future, and sealed his destiny and karma. In an instant, the sound of the Great Dao roared like a great bell, and the sound of the Dao, which shook the universe, accompanied by the scouring of the Great Dao of Time, submerged Fu Tian Dao Jun in the passage of time.

Seeing Fu Tian Dao Jun disappear into the passage of time, the Demon Buddha Wu Jue gritted his teeth and made a spell, summoning a brocade robe with gold thread and red silk, engraved with the image of the True Buddha on a lotus throne.

In an instant, the entire universe was filled with the chanting of Buddhist hymns, and the light of the Buddha appeared in all the heavens and stars, bringing salvation to all beings.

There were melodious chants of Buddhist scriptures and the ethereal fragrance of sandalwood from the Pure Land. The demon Buddha chanted Buddhist mantras without awareness, and the robe on his body slowly fell off.

"The robe of the true Buddha, free from self, is to be worn!"

As Wujue performed the ritual, the brocade robe engraved with the true Buddha on a lotus throne fell onto the body of the demon Buddha Wujue. It immediately began to writhe as if it were a layer of flesh, tightly wrapping around the demon Buddha Wujue and emitting a dazzling fragrance. Countless white and golden lotuses could be seen growing, and countless heavenly flowers and silver blossoms could be seen falling.

In an instant, the Demon Buddha Wujue's head was surrounded by a radiant light, and heavenly flowers and golden lotuses filled the surroundings. It was as if the Buddha was sitting in a pure land, surrounded by eight hundred monks chanting sutras, making people feel happy and submissive, and prostrating themselves in worship, as if worshipping Wujue could help them cross the sea of ​​suffering and escape the cycle of cause and effect.

No matter how much the Demon Buddha Wujue acted like the Supreme True Buddha at this moment, the Heavenly Demon Moxuan was completely unaffected.

That is, the Great Sage of the Flood Dragon and the Great Sage of the Vermilion Bird experienced a momentary wavering of their minds, as if they wanted to kneel down to the True Buddha to seek salvation. However, just as the silent incense lotus platform was about to take root in the hearts of the two Great Sages, the roar of the True Dragon and the howl of the Vermilion Bird destroyed the incense lotus platform, allowing the Great Sage of the Flood Dragon and the Great Sage of the Vermilion Bird to struggle out of this formless and intangible deceptive Buddhist teaching.

Even though the two were only bewitched for a moment, it still made the Great Sage of the Flood Dragon and the Great Sage of the Vermilion Bird raise their vigilance against this Demon Buddha Wujue to the highest level.

But the Demon Buddha Wujue didn't care: "Fellow Daoists, stop Kaiyuan. I'll go over there and bring Futian back."

Tianmo Moxuan held the Nine Yin Qilin Seal in one hand and a sharp Qilin Ten Thousand Demon Thorn in the other. He stared intently at Kaiyuan Daojun in front of him and said in a deep voice, "Then you had better hurry, Fellow Daoist Wujue. Even if Fellow Daoist Jiaolong, Fellow Daoist Zhuyan, and I can hold on, Fellow Daoist Tianxie will not be able to hold on for long."

At this moment, unlike the Great Sage of the Flood Dragon and the Great Sage of the Vermilion Bird who were influenced by the Demon Buddha's ignorance, the Heavenly Evil Ancestor could be said to have been completely unswayed by the bewitching Buddhist chants.

It wasn't that the mad Tianxie Ancestor was immune to Buddhist teachings, but rather that Tianxie Ancestor was currently clutching the wound on his severed arm, staring at Kaiyuan Daojun in utter terror: his right arm was now only half there, with the part below the elbow missing.

This is not as simple as being chopped off or smashed into mincemeat.

A severed part can be reattached, a piece of flesh can be smashed into a pulp and then regenerated, even if only a drop of blood or a few bone fragments remain, the severed limb can regenerate, and even if nothing is left, it can grow out of thin air.

But the injuries that Kaiyuan Daojun left on Tianxie Laozu could not be so simple.
Kaiyuan Daojun's attack completely obliterated the concept of Tianxie Laozu's right arm. From then on, in the chaotic universe and all the worlds, there was no longer any existence of Tianxie Laozu's right arm. No matter how Tianxie Laozu used flesh and blood to revive, or how he was reborn by dripping blood, or any other method, he could not make his right arm grow back.

The concept and laws governing the existence of its right arm have been erased by Kaiyuan Daojun.

This is the real reason why the Heavenly Evil Ancestor was so horrified:
The Kaiyuan Daojun was actually able to erase the laws of existence at the Dao-holding level! (End of Chapter)