I have to get lucky right away.

Chapter 675 has already been thoroughly reviewed.
Deep within the heart of the Pure Land of Ultimate Bliss, in a magnificent temple constructed from endless vows, the atmosphere is so oppressive that time seems to stand still.

One by one, countless Buddhas and Bodhisattvas, who had been in charge of the Pure Land for many years, gathered around a pool of pale golden water, silently gazing at their reflections in the water.

Clad in a purple star-studded robe and wielding a thunderfire longsword, Feng Xue effortlessly slayed hordes of minions that charged at her.

Although they are called miscellaneous soldiers, these reserve judges have all undergone special training and have even been granted the status of Buddha's incarnations. In terms of strength alone, they would be at least A-level heroes in the mortal realm (celestial beings do not have local karma and cannot act recklessly).

But at this moment, in front of Feng Xue, they were like a bunch of chickens and dogs, and not a single one, group, or pair could stop him even for a single move.

Guanyin Bodhisattva, who once used a temporary worker's avatar to fight Feng Xue remotely, had a solemn expression on her face: "This child's growth rate is astonishing. From the battle in the lower realm to now, only a short while has passed in the celestial realm, yet his aura has undergone a qualitative change. Even if we calculate based on the time in the lower realm, his growth is simply too fast!"

Manjushri Bodhisattva placed his hand on his sword, his eyes gleaming with wisdom, and said in a deep voice, "He seems to be using us disciples to hone himself and perfect some kind of Dharma principle. You see, every time he makes a move, the patterns on his silver-gray armor subtly adjust, and his aura becomes more refined. If this continues, I fear a great change may occur."

Having just lost another avatar and had most of his Netherworld Cult followers taken away, Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva bluntly stated, "We can't wait any longer! With these cannon fodder, we can't make him reveal anything more. We should take advantage of the moment when he's used to fighting cannon fodder and sacrifice two or three merit pools to suppress him!"

Hearing his radical remarks, Bodhisattva Samantabhadra immediately shook his head and said, "He shows no signs of fatigue and has not yet revealed his trump cards. If we make a rash move now and fail to kill him in one strike, it may cause endless trouble. We must plan carefully before we act."

The bodhisattvas disagreed and were unable to make a decision. The Buddhas, seated at the head of the table and silent until now, were also filled with their own anxieties. Feng Xue's displayed potential and her terrifyingly rapid progress filled them with deep unease, but as for sacrifice…

The so-called sacrifice of two or three merit pools is essentially the sacrifice of two or three Buddhas!

"We can't hesitate any longer!" Vairocana Buddha (Mahavairocana Tathagata) suddenly stood up, his aura filled with determination. "This child has become a major threat. Even if we lack sufficient information, we should immediately gather all our strength and suppress him with overwhelming force! Otherwise, given his rapid growth, even if we truly see through all his trump cards, we probably won't be able to do anything to him. If you are worried about his passing, I will accept one of the three merit pools."

Seeing someone step forward, the Buddha hesitated, then finally sighed and said:

"It was my fault for not being able to take it down, I admit it. There's still one short, who's going to take it down?"

Although this statement is a statement, it carries an undeniable air, marking the end of what seemed like a long-lasting debate.

With immediate deployment into battle now a certainty, selecting a third casualty became the top priority.

In reality, accepting the Merit Pool doesn't necessarily mean certain death, but judging from Feng Xue's abilities in this matter, even three pools might not be enough. If she wins, that's fine, but if she loses, the Blissful System will likely fall apart immediately, and resurrection will naturally become a pipe dream.

The Buddhas looked at each other, seemingly wanting to discuss it further, but at that moment, accompanied by a deafening roar as if the heavens and earth were splitting apart, the entire Pure Land of Ultimate Bliss trembled violently, and then, as if a great terror had descended, it completely tore apart this back garden of the Pure Land of Ultimate Bliss.

The expressions of the Buddhas and Bodhisattvas inside the hall changed drastically, and they looked sharply outside. There, a colossal rift, seemingly splitting the sky, stretched across the heavens that should have been bathed in Buddhist light, revealing a chaotic starry expanse. Violent gales surged into the Pure Land, and countless pavilions, towers, and golden lotus trees were inevitably torn to shreds!

"what happened?!"

"Enemy attack?"

"How could it break through the Pure Land without any warning?"

A mixture of shock and anger resonated in the hearts of all the Buddhas. They subconsciously looked again at the mirror that was monitoring the battle at the Pool of Merit—in the mirror, the silver-gray figure was still calmly wielding the Thunderfire Sword, clearing out the "miscellaneous soldiers," seemingly oblivious to the earth-shattering changes taking place on the edge of the Pure Land.

"If it's not him? Then who could it be?" Manjushri Bodhisattva frowned, about to use his divine eye to observe, but the figure that silenced all the Buddhas still passed through the crack.

"Oh? You seem quite surprised?"

The mocking voice was so familiar that Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva almost instinctively took a few steps back, nearly stepping into the golden pool. Those who had never actually fought him instinctively looked at the identical figure reflected in the pool, their expressions filled with disbelief.

It's not that I don't believe Feng Xue knows how to create clones, but it's hard to understand how he can unleash such combat power with just one clone.

As for the one in front of them being the clone? They never even considered it. How could a mere clone possibly break through the Pure Land?
Seeing the astonished expressions of the Buddhas, Feng Xue smiled with satisfaction. He flicked his wrist lightly, as if to indicate that he had suffered a considerable backlash in order to break through the Pure Land.

But anyone who believes this is a fool!
Seeing that none of the Buddhas and Bodhisattvas in the hall dared to make a move, Feng Xue couldn't help but show a look of disappointment and sighed:
"You guys... have you been using avatars for so long that you've forgotten how to fight with your real bodies?"

Upon hearing this, shame, anger, and fear began to swell within the minds of Buddhists. The Blissful Sect was not a true Buddhist sect, but rather a shell of a Buddhist sect from a mythological world. In the early years, they had some drive, but as they became more adept at usury and amassed countless debts, they had not truly fought in a long time.

But at this moment, the enemy has already come knocking on their door. The so-called "insufficient intelligence," "need to observe," and "plan before acting" arguments have all become a joke. Knowing that this matter is difficult to resolve peacefully, they finally made the right choice!

The Four Heavenly Kings stepped forward first, and this group of four, who combined the legends of the Brahma lineage and the Central Plains lineage, instantly unleashed their full combat power.

Faced with that seemingly exquisite combination technique, Feng Xue flicked her Thunderfire Sword, and a thin golden-red line flashed across the screen. The four people's movements abruptly stopped, and the terrifying golden bodies formed by the power of their vows crumbled like overturned blocks. But Feng Xue's voice rang out again:

"I've already examined far too many King Kong and similar items!"

(End of this chapter)