This is what an immortal should be like

Chapter 298 We Will Surely Win
On the nine treasure ships, the countdown by the navy had long since ended. If nothing major had happened, the nuclear explosion should have already occurred by now. However, at this moment, no one on the treasure ships felt anything special in the air above the present world.

"Senior Zhuang, what are we waiting for if we don't leave?"

"Yes, Senior Zhuang, there are many demon kings in that secret realm. Although we have nine magical treasure ships, it would be very costly to annihilate them all, and we would also be slowed down!"

Even Chang Ruoyu of the Yanzhen Sect couldn't help but approach Zhuang Lindao.

"Senior Zhuang, now that we have passed the Five-Colored Divine Peak and know the secrets of the gods and Buddhas, if those seventy-two demon kings do not linger in battle, they will all rush out at once. However, if they want to escape, we may not be able to stop them. We should go back as soon as possible to make plans. Those gods and Buddhas will definitely go crazy when they know that the secret has been exposed!"

Dao Yanzi also spoke up from the side.

“Indeed, the True Dao Sect will never have a peaceful day from now on. However, we are not without the power to resist. We should immediately contact all our fellow Daoists in the True Dao Sect, as well as those in Autumn Wind Valley and Thousand Blade Mountain. I am sure there are many people in our orthodox immortal sect who are willing to help us!”

"That's right. If we don't do this, there's no hope of breaking through the heavens, and the path to immortality will ultimately be nothing but emptiness. Rather than closing our eyes and waiting for death, we might as well live a glorious life!"

Many of the masters of the True Path were filled with righteous indignation, and some of the younger disciples gradually learned some clues from the information revealed by their elders.

However, Zhuang Lin and Xi Miao, along with a group of others, remained silent, instead keeping their eyes fixed on the exquisite pagoda below.

"I don't think the situation is necessarily that bad. It seems the remaining seventy-two demon kings won't be able to get out!"

As soon as Zhuang Lin spoke, many people's voices fell silent, while he continued to look at the dilapidated temple below the Linglong Pagoda.

Seeing this, many experts from the True Path gradually calmed down. Senior Zhuang was a sage of the Heavenly Palace, and every word and action of his must have profound meaning. Sui also looked in the direction they had just escaped.

Quiet, very quiet.

Some truly accomplished Taoist masters also sensed something strange.

Logically speaking, those demon kings should have rushed out by now. Even if they were afraid of an ambush, they couldn't have avoided testing the waters, right?

Could it be because of this pagoda?

That's right, the pagoda was placed there by Senior Zhuang when we arrived, so there should only have been a phantom image!
As some people were thinking this, Zhuang Lin suddenly waved his hand, and the exquisite pagoda that he had refined instantly transformed into a stream of light and flew back, landing in his palm. In the distance, only a pale golden phantom and the pearl on the top of the pagoda remained, just as the Shamen Heavenly King looked when he left.

Zhuang Lin looked at the exquisite little pagoda in his hand, and when he looked at the dilapidated temple again, he saw that the temple seemed to have undergone some kind of change.

"Glalal glalalal"

Cracks have appeared in the murals and walls inside the dilapidated temple, and the very foundation that sustains the secret realm seems to be crumbling.

Now, many people on the nine treasure ships noticed this anomaly, and as everyone's attention turned to the dilapidated temple, it collapsed with a loud crash.
The aura of the secret realm has vanished!
Zhuang Lin breathed a slight sigh of relief, a smile appearing on his face.

To be on the safe side, nine medium-yield hydrogen bombs were dropped. Whether from a theoretical or practical point of view, the Five-Colored Divine Peak Secret Realm, without a core leader, could not withstand an attack by this level of thermal weapons.

Although the secret realm is connected to the present world, it is also another world in some ways, and its destruction will not have a significant impact on the present world.

Therefore, being high in the sky in the present world, one cannot feel much of the impact. In addition, since no one is in charge of the secret realm, the power of the hydrogen bomb explosion has been completely absorbed by the Five-Colored Divine Peak Secret Realm!

"The Five-Colored Divine Peak Secret Realm has been destroyed. Fellow Daoists, do not hesitate, follow us and retreat first!"

As soon as Zhuang Lin finished speaking, the commanders on the nine treasure ships immediately gave orders. The treasure ships, which had been stationary for a long time, began to rise into the sky, and Xi Miao's illusion was applied again, gradually leaving the Taihang Mountains where the dilapidated temple was located.

Before long, the pale golden pagoda in its original location also disappeared, and the air above where the pearl was located was once again shrouded in mist, as if nothing had happened and no energy had leaked out.
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However, even though no trace of their aura was leaked, it didn't mean that no one was truly aware of it for the time being.

In a vast, secret realm somewhere in the West, a golden mountain was bustling with activity because of the upcoming Ullambana Festival. But at the site of the most radiant golden Buddha statue, the latter suddenly opened its eyes from its stillness.

In the past, even the Buddhas and other deities could only see the serene face of the giant Buddha and had never seen any other expression. But at this moment, a look of surprise flashed across the giant Buddha's face.

Just now, the giant Buddha suddenly felt a palpitation in its stillness, and then felt that it seemed to have lost its connection with that precious mantra calligraphy.

The giant Buddha lowered its eyes slightly and made some calculations, but there was a sense of desolation. It could not calculate good or bad fortune, but rather a sense of annihilation.

Could something have happened there?
With a thought, the giant Buddha transmitted a voice to summon someone, and a bald monk quickly came to the giant Buddha and bowed.

"Venerable One, what are your instructions?"

The giant Buddha slightly opened its eyes and looked at the person who had come.

"Go to Five-Colored Divine Peak and check if there is anything unusual." "Yes, disciple obeys the decree!"

The monk bowed and took his leave, and the giant Buddha merely nodded slightly, as if it were a trivial matter and he had no further concern. However, deep in his heart, the giant Buddha was still pondering and deducing, but no matter how hard he tried, he could not feel any connection.
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As the nine treasure ships sailed forward, Zhuang Lin took out a painting and activated it with magic. More than an hour later, Wuming returned with an umbrella.

Originally, Wuming had made preparations that if Shamen Tianwang returned midway, he would try to stop him for a period of time. However, he did not expect that only about half a day had passed before he felt the summons of the portrait.

After landing on the ship, Wuming saw the many immortal cultivators on the nine ships and went straight to Zhuang Lin's side.

Many cultivators of the True Path were seeing Wuming for the first time, but the suddenness of his appearance made many great cultivators' hearts skip a beat. They were somewhat surprised and uncertain, feeling that he had some kind of primordial spirit, and they were very unsure.

However, Wuming naturally didn't care about this. He went to Zhuang Lin's side and asked him a question.

"Sir, has something changed?"

"Nothing went wrong. On the contrary, everything went very smoothly. We have achieved our goal and have not disturbed that Shamen Heavenly King. It is best to leave as soon as possible!"

Wuming nodded.

"That's good!"

However, Wuming looked around and saw that the True Dao cultivators did not seem particularly excited or joyful.
“Fellow Daoist Wuming, I know you have doubts in your heart, let me clear them up for you!”

Xi Miao's voice rang out, and before Wuming could even look up, a finger was already pointing at him. The latter did not resist, letting the former point at his brow from a distance, and a halo of light shone from his brow.

At this moment, Wuming, through Ximiao's illusion, was transported back to the moment when Zhuang Lin and the others had just witnessed the scene at the foot of the Five-Colored Divine Peak, or rather, back to the moment when Ximiao had witnessed it. He was one of the people who saw it most clearly than Zhuang Lin.

After a long while, Wuming awoke from the illusion, and his usually calm face occasionally showed surprise.

"I see, I see. Sir, do you have a solution?"

"Of course there is. The previous generation of masters actually thought of it in the end, and now I can be said to be carrying on their thoughts and ideas."

As Zhuang Lin spoke, he thought of everything he had experienced at the foot of the Five Elements Mountain, and then added in his mind, "Perhaps that is not enough!"

At this moment, Zhuang Lin subconsciously looked around and glanced at the many cultivators of the True Path who were still silent. Although they were also in shock, they were obviously much more accepting than ordinary immortal cultivators.

Zhuang Lin looked up at the sky and thought, "The prophecy is indeed true: the Holy Realm will shatter the Heavenly Palace!"

At this moment, the experts of the True Dao Sect, such as Yanzhen Sect, also bowed to Wuming. He must be someone close to Senior Zhuang, and they will surely be united against a common enemy in the future.

At that moment, Xi Miao leaned closer to Zhuang Lin and whispered a question.

"From your perspective, although we wish to ascend to immortality in the future, as the Buzhou Mountain project continues, the resources required will only increase. Some of our original plans may no longer be suitable and could easily be detected by the gods and Buddhas."

"That's right, so it would be best if all those powerful gods and Buddhas perished!"

Zhuang Lin calmly replied to Xi Miao's telepathic message in a casual, conversational tone, causing the latter to tremble slightly and look at him in surprise.

"This"

Xi Miao was speechless for a moment. Even she found it difficult to carry out. Although they seemed to have a low profile on ordinary days, the power of the gods and Buddhas was the greatest in the Three Realms, and they were even present in the human world.

A Bodhisattva represents a Buddhist secret realm and numerous forces, large and small. For example, the Two-Aspect Heavenly Sound Bodhisattva, his disciples, protectors, Buddhist followers, and even some clandestine methods might be able to surpass the power of several sects of the True Path. His own strength is unfathomable.
Zhuang Lin looked at Xi Miao with a smile on his face.

"It's rare to see a fellow Daoist with doubts, but rest assured, we will surely win!"

Xi Miao was slightly taken aback, but then Zhuang Lin continued speaking.

"The absence of any great gods or Buddhas in the future Dharma-ending Age is proof of this. Without our victory, how could there be no impact afterward? Therefore, we are destined to win!"

This is actually a claim that may not hold water; even gods and Buddhas can perish when their spiritual energy dries up.

But this is indeed very inspiring, especially considering the power of gods and Buddhas. Even if they were to perish, it would not be so complete. So there must be even greater changes in the future!
Therefore, victory is certain. Zhuang Lin said this to Xi Miao to boost his own morale. There was one thing he was very clear about, just as he had seen at the foot of the Five Elements Mountain: the gods and Buddhas were now the biggest obstacle to breaking the barrier between heaven and earth!

(End of this chapter)