Honghuang: My understanding is beyond belief. I am the first immortal of Jiejiao.

With each step Lin Zhu took forward, the Arhats beside him were forced to retreat.

The violent, malevolent aura made everyone present hesitate to approach.

The eyes of those Arhats, Vajras, and Bodhisattvas were filled with terror; they all knew that Lin Zhu was not joking.

Although there are three thousand Buddhas on Mount Ling, very few actually dare to attack Lin Zhu.

Even Taiyi Golden Immortals and Golden Immortal level experts dared not step forward to their deaths.

They all knew that Lin Zhu's strength was unfathomable, and going up against him would be like offering themselves up as food.

Although the Arhats and Bodhisattvas nearby wanted to stop it, they only thought about it in the end.

Everyone was cursing inwardly. Cultivation was difficult, and who would willingly throw their life away for nothing? Everyone felt that since the merits of the journey to the West weren't much anyway, why bother contributing to the Western Paradise? Yuan Shoucheng was dead, so what? At most, the Western Paradise would lose face, but what did it have to do with them? Anyway, there were still those big shots directly related to the journey to the West who would take care of things, so why should they get involved? They still had to put on a show of respect, but no one was willing to actually do anything.

Lin Zhu moved forward step by step, each step feeling like it was treading on the hearts of everyone in Lingshan.

Seeing Lin Zhu getting closer and closer to Yuan Shoucheng, the Arhats and Vajras shouted angrily, trying to suppress him with their voices.

"Lin Zhu, Ling Mountain is not a place for you to run wild!"

"Release Yuan Shoucheng, or the Three Thousand Buddhas will not forgive you!"

"If you dare to let Mount Ling shed blood, you will be doomed to eternal damnation today!"

They roared with great effort, their faces contorted with rage.

Even the Angry Vajra and Mighty Vajra, who had just been knocked in by Lin Zhu, got up from the ground, looking extremely excited.

Strangely, no one stepped forward. The Arhats and Vajras blocking Lin Zhu's way all avoided him like the plague, cursing and running away as if Lin Zhu were some kind of plague.

Lin Zhu sneered inwardly. Although he had long known that everyone in the Western Paradise had their own agenda, he hadn't expected it to be so obvious.

He took two steps forward, and just as he was about to touch Yuan Shoucheng, a talisman flashing with black and white light shot towards him.

Lin Zhu glanced at her coldly, but didn't bother to move aside.

Instantly, his body was surrounded by flashes of both extreme yin and yang light, and he was trapped inside a black and white Tai Chi symbol.

At the critical moment, Manjushri Bodhisattva could not stand by and watch, and she launched a sneak attack.

This Tai Chi talisman is Manjushri Bodhisattva's prized magic weapon and her most powerful magic weapon. It was personally replicated from the supreme innate spiritual treasure [Tai Chi Talisman Seal] of the Primordial Celestial Venerable.

She then asked the Sage of Taiqing for help, and after countless efforts, she finally refined this top-tier treasure among acquired treasures.

Manjushri Bodhisattva refined this Dharma treasure for countless eons, so that it could suppress powerful enemies at crucial moments.

In her view, this Tai Chi talisman was enough to suppress Lin Zhu.

However, Lin Zhu was clearly no ordinary person.

Within the Tai Chi talisman, he saw the Yin and Yang flowing endlessly around him, and couldn't help but sneer and mock.

"Manjushri, you are a Bodhisattva of Buddhism, yet you use Taoist magic to deal with me. Don't you find that ridiculous?"

As soon as he finished speaking, he unleashed three great supernatural powers.

Limitless Mysterious Ice, Void Wind, and Chaotic Divine Thunder.

Among them, Wuji Xuanbing and Xuwu Bifeng are the four primordial energies. When the world was created, earth, wind, water, and fire were formed mainly by these four energies.

Chaos Divine Lightning, on the other hand, is a terrifying, highly aggressive, and world-destroying energy.

When the three great supernatural powers are combined, the yin and yang energies in the Tai Chi symbol begin to stagnate, flow backward, and even become extremely chaotic.

Chaotic divine lightning raged within, turning the entire Taiji symbol upside down and plunging it into chaos.

Manjushri Bodhisattva clearly felt the terrifying backlash from the Taiji Talisman, which was like a black hole, frantically devouring her magical power.

She screamed and tried to get Lin Zhu to let her go, but it was too late.

The Tai Chi symbol reversed Yin and Yang, and Manjushri Bodhisattva felt his magical power, life force, and even his primordial spirit rapidly draining away, with no way to stop it.

Wrinkles quickly appeared on her face, and her breath became extremely weak.

She could only watch helplessly as she aged rapidly.

Those present swallowed hard upon seeing Manjushri Bodhisattva's miserable state, secretly glad that they hadn't intervened.

Manjushri Bodhisattva knew that hesitation would only lead to trouble, so she made a surprising decision to abandon the Tai Chi talisman! She mustered the last bit of magical power in her body, causing the Tai Chi talisman to rapidly expand and crack, and its spiritual energy became extremely violent.

The surrounding monks were terrified and retreated hastily, summoning their magical weapons to defend themselves.

Manjushri Bodhisattva's act of self-destructing his magic weapon shocked everyone. They all knew that this Taiji Talisman was a top-tier treasure among acquired treasures. Such a powerful magic weapon explosion would be difficult for even a perfected Great Luo Golden Immortal to escape unscathed. Lin Zhu would definitely be crippled if he didn't die.

However, when the smoke cleared, everyone was stunned.

The scene amidst the Buddha's light will remain unforgettable for them forever.

At this moment, the smoke and dust gradually dissipated, but the dazzling Buddhist light did not dissipate. Instead, it became even brighter, and there was even a faint chanting of Buddhist hymns that resounded throughout the entire Great Thunder Temple.

The Buddha was puzzled. He had clearly withdrawn his power, so why was there still Buddhist light and chanting? Everyone looked at Manjushri Bodhisattva, who was seriously injured and lying on the ground, and she was even more wronged.

Having just detonated her Tai Chi talisman, she was now weak and lying on the ground, severely injured and unable to move.

Manjushri Bodhisattva, one of the three great Bodhisattvas, was forced by Lin Zhu to self-destruct his magic weapon and almost lost his life. Now he is powerless to fight back.

Everyone turned their gaze to the increasingly bright Buddha light, and could vaguely see a blurry outline.

Suddenly, the Buddha's light spread out instantly, and all the smoke and dust disappeared without a trace under the washing of the golden light.

A white-clad figure, standing proudly atop a golden lotus, holding a black and red spear, came into view.

Lin Zhu stood unharmed atop the Thirteen-Petaled Golden Lotus of Merit, looking down at the crowd with a sinister smile on his face.

Does it look familiar?

He spoke slowly, his voice not loud, but clearly reaching everyone's ears.

"Let me teach you what Buddhism is!"

Everyone's attention was drawn to the golden lotus of merit at Lin Zhu's feet.

The eyes of the three thousand Buddhas were filled with shock. Some recognized that this was the nine-grade golden lotus of merit that had been snatched from the Tathagata Buddha back then, but now it had become a thirteen-grade lotus!

"How is that possible? Wasn't the Golden Lotus of Merit already damaged?"

"He not only repaired the Golden Lotus, but he even upgraded its grade!"

"A thirteen-grade Golden Lotus of Merit! What kind of heaven-defying technique is this?"

The crowd was abuzz with discussion, unable to believe what they were seeing.

Lin Zhu not only easily withstood the self-destruction of Manjushri Bodhisattva's magic weapon without suffering any damage, but also stood on a golden lotus of merit, which made the Buddhas present feel deep awe.

The Buddha was shocked and stood up. He pointed at Lin Zhu and shouted angrily.

"Lin Zhu! You've gone too far!" He was shocked. The original incomplete ninth-grade merit lotus had actually been repaired and upgraded to thirteenth grade by Lin Zhu. This was simply unbelievable.

He even began to suspect that Lin Zhu was the son of the Dao Ancestor, otherwise how could he have such heaven-defying abilities?

However, Lin Zhu ignored Tathagata's shock.

Holding the God-Slaying Spear and riding the Thirteen-Petaled Golden Lotus of Merit, he slowly walked towards Yuan Shoucheng.

Yuan Shoucheng was terrified. He looked around and tried to ask the Buddhas and Arhats around him for help.

But all the Buddhas and Arhats stepped back and watched him warily, none of them wanting to get involved in this trouble.

They all knew that Lin Zhu was determined to kill Yuan Shoucheng, and anyone who dared to stop him would be his enemy.

Yu Yixian was caught in a dilemma. Although he disliked Yuan Shoucheng, he did not want to stand by and watch him die.

He steeled himself and tried to persuade Lin Zhu with words.

"Lord Lin Zhu, I know you are angry. However, the Tang King may be in danger now, so you should deal with the Tang King's affairs first. As for Yuan Shoucheng's matter, our Buddhist sect will give you an explanation."

Upon hearing this, Lin Zhu let out a cold laugh.

"Explanation? I wouldn't dare accept your explanation. Besides, do you think I wouldn't have made arrangements for the Tang King's affairs?"

He did not stop and continued walking towards Yuan Shoucheng.

"I, Lin Zhu, will strictly enforce the law. Yuan Shoucheng's crimes must be brought to an end by me!"

Just as Lin Zhu was about to unleash the God-Slaying Spear, and Yuan Shoucheng was on the verge of death, the Immovable King, who had been sitting on the high platform as if in deep meditation, suddenly opened his eyes.

His eyes were sharp as knives, and his aura was extremely fierce, completely different from the peaceful Buddhas around him.

He roared, his voice like thunder, making the Great Thunderclap Temple buzz.

"You wicked creature! How dare you act so presumptuously on Mount Ling!"

Just when everyone thought Yuan Shoucheng was doomed, the Immovable King, seated on the high platform, finally made his move.

The central Fudo Myo-ō is entirely black, with a ferocious expression, water ripple-like wrinkles on its forehead, raging Garuda flames burning behind it, and its feet resting on the Biwa-shaped rock.

He held the Kurikara sword in his right hand and the Vajra rope in his left, exuding an imposing and awe-inspiring presence.

The Kurikara Sword is an innate spiritual treasure. A ferocious Kurikara Dragon King is coiled around its blade. The dragon's body displays a terrifying Dharma form, capable of exorcising demons and slaying ghosts, and is invincible.

Acala is one of the eight great Vidyarajas in Buddhism, located in the center of the five great Vidyarajas of the east, west, south, north and central directions. Its importance is comparable to that of the Peacock King.

He was a powerful figure at the half-step quasi-saint level, with a volatile and easily angered temperament, and a murderous aura. He had countless blood debts on his hands, and no one knew how many demons had died under his sword in the past.

The moment Fudo Myo-o made his move, everyone was secretly shocked.

Fudo Myo-o is the evil corpse of Mahavairocana Buddha, and his existence is solely for the purpose of slaying demons and monsters.

At this moment, seeing Lin Zhu attacking recklessly in the arena, even injuring Manjushri Bodhisattva, Fudō Myō-ō was enraged. Without the slightest hesitation, he launched a sneak attack, his Kurikara sword slashing towards Lin Zhu with a world-destroying aura.

Lin Zhu didn't dare to be careless when he saw a half-step quasi-saint make a move.

Although he was confident in his strength, he still used all his strength to activate the Thirteenth Grade Golden Lotus of Merit when faced with the attack of a half-step Quasi-Saint.

If it were a Great Luo Golden Immortal, Lin Zhu would dare to fight it head-on, but an attack from a half-step Quasi-Saint would be difficult for Lin Zhu to withstand without using a great treasure.

However, Lin Zhu possesses a great treasure: the Heavenly Origin Magic Stone.

He attached the Heavenly Origin Demon Stone to the butt of the God-Slaying Spear in front of everyone. Although it was only attached to the butt, the terrifying aura emanating from the Heavenly Origin Demon Stone was enough to intimidate everyone present.

Traditional martial arts value the core! In Lin Zhu's hands, the Heavenly Origin Demon Stone is as terrifying as a nuclear bomb.

Then, Lin Zhu charged forward towards Yuan Shoucheng without even glancing back at the Unmoving King.

He believed that although the sneak attack from the half-step quasi-saint was powerful, he had the defense of the thirteenth-grade merit lotus, which was enough to withstand it.

Lin Zhu thrust his spear forward in front of everyone, piercing Yuan Shoucheng's body.

Yuan Shoucheng's eyes widened. He felt his primordial spirit and true soul rapidly annihilating. In the last moment of his life, a thought flashed through his mind.

"In the end, I was wrong to go to the Western Paradise."

Then, Yuan Shoucheng died on the spot.

Yuan Shoucheng believed that as long as he arrived in the Western Paradise and hid in the Great Thunder Temple, he could live a carefree life from then on.

But he never dreamed that someone would be able to chase him all the way to the Western Paradise, and kill him in front of three thousand Buddhas and the Tathagata Buddha.

All of this was something he hadn't thought of, not only in Heaven but also in the Western Paradise!

Blood splattered all over the ground, and Yuan Shoucheng's body lay there unattended.

All three thousand Buddhas gritted their teeth and glared angrily.

They accused Lin Zhu of killing people in the sacred land of Lingshan, condemned his lawlessness, and said they would complain to the Jade Emperor.

"Lin Zhu, how dare you kill someone in the Pure Land of Ling Mountain! You are blaspheming against Buddha!"

"You lawless scoundrel! We will surely report this to the Jade Emperor!"

"Do you think you can do whatever you want just because you're the enforcer of the Three Realms?"

All the Buddhas and monks in the Western Paradise were so angry they were practically fuming.

No one has ever dared to be so arrogant on Mount Ling, especially in the Great Thunderclap Temple, killing someone right in front of all the Buddhas during a meeting!
However, just as everyone's attention was focused on Lin Zhu, the Kurikara sword of the Immovable King struck the thirteen-petaled golden lotus of merit beneath Lin Zhu's feet with a fierce blow.

"clang!"

After a crisp sound, the Kurikara sword of Fudo Myo-o was actually deflected!
In that instant, Acala, the three thousand Buddhas, and Tathagata Buddha were all stunned.

It was deflected? The attack from Fudo Myo-o was actually blocked? And Lin Zhu was completely unharmed?
In that instant, everyone was plunged into utter shock.

The Buddha was both shocked and furious. How could his Golden Lotus of Merit have become so powerful? It could even withstand the attack of a half-step Quasi-Saint? This was simply unbelievable!
After killing Yuan Shoucheng, Lin Zhu swung his spear and wiped the blood off the God-Slaying Spear.

The next second, Lin Zhu pointed his God-Slaying Spear at Yu Yixian and shouted coldly.

"You're next! Feathered Fairy!"

The arena fell into a deathly silence, everyone's faces filled with shock and disbelief.

This madman still doesn't know how to restrain himself?
When Lin Zhu pointed his God-Slaying Spear at her, Yu Yixian felt her legs go weak and she almost collapsed to the ground.

Only when facing Lin Zhu's God-Slaying Spear could he truly understand the feeling of being watched by death.

It was a feeling of unease, like having a thorn in your side or seeing a snake spitting its tongue.

Yu Yixian was a Great Luo Golden Immortal, but he knew he had no power to fight back against Lin Zhu.

Could several Grand Luo Golden Immortals escape from Lin Zhu's grasp? He retreated in terror, trying to reason with Lin Zhu, claiming he had been very restrained and hadn't harmed his subordinates. (End of Chapter)