Cut off my way home? You'll sacrifice the entire other world in return!

Wanfo Temple.

This is the most unique existence in Zhongzhou.

It does not compete for fame or fortune or participate in disputes; it simply sits quietly on Mount Sumeru in the Western Desert, suppressing the largest demonic cave in the cultivation world.

Today, Mount Sumeru is no longer peaceful.

Dark clouds loomed overhead, a demonic aura even more terrifying than lightning tribulation.

A dense crowd of people arrived at the foot of the mountain.

They were dressed in the attire of various sects, including sword cultivators from the Heavenly Sword Sect, flower fairies from the Hundred Flowers Valley, and alchemists from the Pill Tower.

In the past, when they met, they might have greeted each other or drawn their swords at each other.

But at this moment, their eyes were filled with fervor, and they exuded the same suffocating dark aura.

They are followers of the Demon Lord.

It is the army of demons.

"Amitabha."

In front of the Mahavira Hall of Wanfo Temple.

An old monk wearing a tattered robe sat cross-legged, turning prayer beads in his hands.

He was Master Kongjian, the abbot of Wanfo Temple who attained a golden body measuring sixteen feet tall.

Behind him were three thousand warrior monks and eighteen elders who had achieved the Arhat Golden Body.

"Catastrophe is imminent."

Master Kongjian looked down at the blackness below the mountain, his cloudy old eyes filled with compassion.

"My benefactors, turn back before it's too late."

His voice, though aged, contained profound Buddhist power, resounding in the ears of every demon-tainted cultivator.

If it were an ordinary inner demon, it might be shaken a little by this shout.

But these monks were different.

Their souls have been completely transformed by Li Fan's demonic seed.

"Turn back?"

At the forefront of the demon-infected army, a young man carrying a broken sword sneered.

He was once the top disciple of the Heavenly Sword Sect and is now a member of the Demon God Guard.

"Old monks, it's you who need to turn back."

"The Demon Lord is the true god, the Demon Lord is the only Great Dao."

"Submit to the Demon Lord, and you will gain eternal life!"

"kill!"

No nonsense.

The young man drew his broken sword and charged forward.

Tens of thousands of demon-infected cultivators behind them unleashed various magical treasures and spells upon Wanfo Temple.

Boom boom boom!!!

The protective array of Wanfo Temple, the Wanfo Chaozong (Ten Thousand Buddhas Paying Homage to the Ancestor) array, lit up.

Countless golden swastikas spun in the air, their golden light blocking out the demonic energy and attacks.

The demonic energy collided with the Buddha's light, producing a sizzling sound as they dissolved.

"Form the formation! Arhats subdue demons!"

Master Kongjian gave the order.

The eighteen Arhat elders attacked simultaneously.

They charged into the demon-infected army, their bodies radiating golden light.

Each punch sent the demon-infected cultivators flying.

The Buddha's light does indeed have a restraining effect on demonic energy.

Those demon-infected cultivators struck by the Buddha's light began to have their demonic markings fade, revealing expressions of pain.

"Hmph, a mere trick."

Just then.

A cold snort echoed from the sky.

A black figure descended from the sky.

It's none other than someone else.

It was Ye Qingcheng.

She had now completely turned into a demon, her black hair turning blood red and dancing wildly in the wind.

The broken sword in his hand had been reforged by Li Fan using demonic energy into a demonic sword that exuded an ominous aura.

"The Demon Has Descended Upon the World!"

Ye Qingcheng slashed down with her sword.

A black sword aura, carrying the power to tear through the void, slammed into the Ten Thousand Buddhas Formation.

Click!

The Buddhist formation, which was said to be impervious to all evil, actually developed a crack.

"What?!"

Master Kongjian's expression changed.

Ye Qingcheng was originally the number one person in Xuanhuang, and now that she has become a demon, her strength has increased dramatically.

With the added power of the demonic sword, the formation was shaken with a single blow.

"You old bald monk, prepare to die!"

Ye Qingcheng grinned maliciously and swung her sword again.

Boom boom boom!

Several more sword strikes followed.

The great formation finally gave way and shattered with a crash.

The Buddha's light that filled the sky dissipated.

The demon-infected army stormed into Wanfo Temple.

At this moment, the sacred Buddhist sanctuary has turned into a battlefield of carnage.

Blood stained the steps, screams drowned out the chanting.

Although those warrior monks were brave, they were no match for the demon-infected army in terms of numbers and frenzy.

"If I don't go to hell, who will?"

Master Kongjian sighed.

He stood up, and his robe moved on its own even though there was no wind.

A terrifying aura erupted from his body.

His body began to grow larger, his skin turned pure gold, and a huge phantom of Buddha appeared behind him.

A golden body, sixteen feet tall!

This is the highest supernatural power in Buddhism, achieving physical sainthood and becoming invulnerable to all laws.

"Witch, cease your arrogance!"

Master Kongjian took a step and instantly appeared in front of Ye Qingcheng.

A golden palm descended with an overwhelming force that could suppress everything.

Buddha's Palm!

Ye Qingcheng's eyes narrowed.

She felt the pressure.

This old monk's strength is actually a notch above that of Jian Wuchen from before.

Ye Qingcheng raised her demonic sword to parry.

clang!!!

The clang of metal rang out.

Ye Qingcheng was knocked back dozens of feet by this palm strike, her feet carving two deep furrows in the ground.

"Such a tough golden body."

Ye Qingcheng shook her slightly numb arm, and the red light in her eyes intensified.

"But it's just a slightly harder turtle shell."

She flashed and transformed into countless afterimages, frantically attacking Master Kongjian.

But Master Kongjian's golden body was simply too powerful.

The demonic sword struck him, but only sparks flew, leaving not even a white mark.

On the contrary, Master Kongjian's every palm strike forced Ye Qingcheng to defend with all her might.

"Amitabha Buddha, you have fallen too deeply into demonic possession. This old monk will now send you to your rebirth in the Pure Land."

Master Kongjian put his hands together in prayer.

The illusory image of Buddha behind him shone brightly, and a purifying power enveloped the entire area.

Those demon-infected cultivators who approached screamed in agony as the demonic energy on their bodies began to dissolve under this power.

Ye Qingcheng also felt that the demonic energy in her body was not flowing smoothly, and her movements slowed down a beat.

Just then.

Master Kongjian seized the opportunity.

Pointing out with one finger.

The finger gesture of picking flowers!

This seemingly gentle finger strike contained deadly Buddhist power, aimed directly at the demonic seed between Ye Qingcheng's eyebrows.

"Oh no!"

Ye Qingcheng's expression changed drastically.

She tried to hide, but she was already locked onto by Buddha's power.

He was about to be killed with a single finger.

A hand appeared out of thin air.

I gently grasped Master Kongjian's finger.

This prevented Master Kongjian's deadly finger strike from advancing even an inch further.

"Even when beating a dog, you have to consider its owner."

A lazy voice rang out.

Li Fan's figure appeared between the two of them at some point.

He was still wearing that black and gold imperial robe, and the Tai Chi wheel behind him was slowly rotating.

"Demon Lord!"

Ye Qingcheng exclaimed in surprise and immediately knelt down to pay her respects.

Li Fan ignored her.

He looked at the old monk in front of him and then at the golden finger he was holding in his hand.

"Is this the golden statue?"

Li Fan squeezed it.

"It feels a bit like gold, I wonder if I can exchange it for money."

Master Kongjian's pupils contracted sharply.

He tried desperately to pull his fingers back, but the other person's hand remained motionless.

What terrified him even more was...

He felt his proud golden Buddha power flowing continuously into the other person's body through his fingers.

That is... devouring!

"You... what kind of monster are you?!"

Master Kongjian asked in alarm.

"evildoer?"

Li Fan smiled.

"I'm here to help you find liberation."

"Didn't you want to go to the Western Paradise?"

"I'll see you off now."

Click!

Li Fan flipped his wrist.

Master Kongjian's finger, that golden finger that even a top-grade immortal sword couldn't cut through.

And just like that, Li Fan snapped it in two!

"what!"

Master Kongjian screamed and staggered back several steps.

He stared in disbelief at the spot where his finger had been severed.

Golden liquid flowed out from there.

That was the Golden Body Elixir, the essence of his five thousand years of cultivation.

"It tastes good."

Li Fan threw the severed finger into his mouth and chewed it crunchily.

"It has a high gold content and a sandalwood scent."

"It's a little hard to chew."

This time.

It wasn't just the monks at Wanfo Temple who were dumbfounded.

Even the demon-infected cultivators were stunned.

Eating the fingers of a golden-bodied Arhat raw?

Is this what the Demon Lord craves?

Too domineering!

"The Demon Lord is mighty! The Demon Lord is invincible!"

The demon-infected monks became even more fanatical.

The last line of defense in the hearts of the monks of Wanfo Temple finally collapsed.

Even the host's golden statue was eaten like a snack.

What's the point of fighting?!

"Buddha...is it truly the rise of demonic forces?"

Master Kongjian looked utterly miserable.

Looking at Li Fan, he knew that Wanfo Temple was doomed today.

"If I don't go to hell, who will?"

"You fiend, even if it costs me all my cultivation, I will drag you down to hell with me!"

A resolute glint flashed in Master Kongjian's eyes.

He's going to self-destruct!

A golden-bodied Arhat at the peak of the Tribulation Transcending stage self-destructed.

His body began to swell.

"Trying to self-destruct?"

Li Fan saw through his intentions.

But he did not stop it.

Instead, he stood there watching the show with his arms crossed, seemingly quite interested.

"Come on, show me one!"

"I also wonder how bright a 5,000-year-old light bulb would be if it exploded."

This contemptuous attitude thoroughly enraged Master Kongjian.

"Let's die together!!!"

Master Kongjian roared and detonated his body.

boom!!!!!!

A golden mushroom cloud rose above Wanfo Temple.

The main hall instantly vaporized.

Those demon-infected monks and warriors who were nearby were reduced to ashes before they could even scream.

Ye Qingcheng was thrown back by the shockwave and had to activate her magic shield with all her might to defend herself.

The entire Mount Sumeru was trembling violently and was on the verge of collapse.

a long time.

The light dissipated.

The smoke and dust settled.

A huge pit has appeared where the Mahavira Hall used to be.

And in the center of the giant pit.

Li Fan was still standing there.

He shook the dust off his clothes.

My hair isn't messed up.

The clothes weren't torn.

He didn't even frown.

"this one?"

Li Fan shook his head in disappointment.

"The sound is quite loud, but the power is a bit weak."

"Not even my skin was broken."

He raised his head, and the Tai Chi wheel behind him slowly began to turn.

The golden light and Buddhist power left over from the explosion seemed to be summoned and gathered together, being absorbed into the yang fish within the Tai Chi wheel.

"But the energy is quite pure."

"Perfect for forging a little gadget."

Li Fan extended his hand.

A golden flame flickered in his palm.

That was the final source of Master Kongjian.

He not only didn't die, but instead became nourishment for Li Fan.

This time.

The entire Wanfo Temple is completely dead.

The remaining monks knelt on the ground in despair and gave up resistance.

A monster that can't even be harmed by self-destruction.

"Kill them all."

Li Fan put away the golden flame and turned to leave.

"Remember to collect all the relics."

"That thing would be great as a marble."

"yes!"

Ye Qingcheng respectfully accepted the order.

The killing continued.

But this time there was no resistance.

It's a one-sided slaughter.

Wanfo Temple was destroyed.

With the destruction of Wanfo Temple, no force in the entire Central Continent could stop Li Fan's progress.

The demonic black mist continued to spread, devouring city after city and sect after sect.

The entire Xuanhuang Great World.

It is rapidly becoming Li Fan's private territory.

That is.

Demon domain.

In the Main God Space.

A cold, mechanical voice rang out from within a sphere of light.

[Abnormal fluctuations have occurred in the Xuanhuang resource dimension]

[Confusing dimensional causal lines]

[Quest Generation: Clear out the invaders and restore dimensional order]

[Executor: Senior Reincarnation Team, Kunlun Team]

[Ready for deployment]