After breaking up with my girlfriend, I became a Great Sage of the Demon Clan.

Zhou Yan tried to explore his own Little Western Paradise, which was connected to the Underworld of Little Yama's Baoniu Mountain. If he could go to the Underworld from his Little Western Paradise...

The result was disappointing. It seemed that there were several powerful restrictions in the Heavenly Court. Zhou Yan's Little Western Paradise was frozen in place, and he was unable to use many of his supernatural abilities.

The Buddha on the other side reminded him.

"If anyone can freely enter and exit their own world, what kind of Heavenly Court is it?"

Zhou Yan nodded sadly.

It is indeed the place where gods live, so all kinds of supernatural powers are suppressed quite severely, especially the supernatural powers of this small world, which are even more difficult to exert here.

"I understand, the green lamp before the Buddha, right?"

Zhou Yan turned his body in one direction.

Shakyamuni bowed his head and said.

"Thank you for your trouble, benefactor."

Zhou Yan walked in the direction he had turned around.

The Buddha wished to transfer his Buddhahood to the Nine-Colored Deer, and this transfer required an unparalleled Buddhist treasure—the Green Lamp before the Buddha.

According to Shakyamuni, the green lamp before the Buddha was the object of His enlightenment. From the moment of His awakening, He would recite scriptures and contemplate before the lamp every day, infusing it with wisdom, thought, Buddha's light, and Dharma power.

Once Zhou Yan obtains this green lamp before the Buddha, he can take it to Mount Ling one day and draw upon the power of the fixed Bodhisattvas, Buddhas, and Arhats to ultimately gather into Buddhahood for the Nine-Colored Deer to attain enlightenment.

The green lamp before the Buddha is in the main hall of the West Heavenly Gate. The very subtle point is that now that the West Heavenly Gate is broken, the main hall has been separated from the West Heavenly Gate. Shakyamuni sits in the West Heavenly Gate and exerts his power over Mount Ling, ensuring that the Buddhas of Mount Ling still have a glimmer of hope. Therefore, he no longer has the strength to salvage the main hall.

So Zhou Yan had no choice but to go.

Zhou Yan followed the direction pointed out by Shakyamuni and walked forward. The streets he passed were initially a mixture of ruins and intact buildings, as well as half-collapsed buildings. A little further on, cracks began to appear in the ground.

When cracks appear in the ground of the human world, in some cases, there are steel bars and a stabilizing layer underneath the cracks; in others, there are just layers of soil underneath, and when you step on them, yellowish-brown muddy water will ooze out.

Beneath the cracks in the Heavenly Street, there was no steel reinforcement, no soil, and no water, only chaotic blackness.

The further you go, the more cracks there are, and not only more, the width of the cracks is also gradually increasing.

After walking more than twenty kilometers, Zhou Yan found the streets, houses, and palaces before him completely destroyed.

This "shattering" refers to the fact that all the celestial court sections in front of Zhou Yan have cracked and separated, with houses and stones floating in space, arbitrarily suspended above the endless darkness.

This is the border of the Western Heavenly Gate, surrounded by a large area of ​​star-ring-like fragments.

And in the distance from these fragments is the main hall of the temple where the green lamps in front of the Buddha are located.

Only after finding the green lamp before the Buddha did Shakyamuni agree to show him a way to reach the North Heavenly Gate.

Zhou Yan began using the "Extreme Eye".

This fragmented area is a forbidden zone of the Western Heavenly Gate. Normally, even a god who is still alive or half-dead would not come to this place. Therefore, Zhou Yan is not afraid that his All-Seeing Eye might startle other gods and cause a "Bai Ze Expedition".

As far as the eye could see, Zhou Yan slowly leaped forward, stepping on a series of stones.

The first danger occurred a hundred meters away from Zhou Yan.

Just as Zhou Yan reached a rock a hundred meters away, a fiery blade suddenly appeared in mid-air, locking onto Zhou Yan's body, sealing off the surrounding space and time, and slashing straight down at him.

This is the broken barrier of the Western Heavenly Gate, because Shakyamuni was no longer able to control this part, and the "star ring" area outside the Western Heavenly Gate is full of these randomly appearing attacks.

Zhou Yan used his ability to manipulate space to distort it and forcefully dodge the fiery blade that was about to strike him.

After dodging the first time, the space around Zhou Yan collapsed, and a shadow fell from above his head. Zhou Yan looked up.

Good heavens, it's like Mount Tai has fallen.

The materials of Mount Tai exceeded the normal weight, and when it fell, they directly distorted space and caused gravity to soar.

Given the gravity environment Zhou Yan is currently in, a normal person would be crushed into two small pancakes upon entering.

Left with no other choice, Zhou Yan drew the Shengwu Sword from his arm.

He took a deep breath and exhaled, and hundreds of Gouchen sword energies flew out from Zhou Yan's hands, wrapping around the "Mount Tai" falling from above his head like thin ropes.

"Rumble..."

Mount Tai was extremely heavy and hard, but the Gouchen sword energy stored in Zhou Yan's Shengwu sword was no ordinary object. After touching Mount Tai, it very intelligently found several weak points and thrust them in, directly cutting Mount Tai apart.

Zhou Yan walked forward, braving the rain of stones.

This time, Zhou Yan hadn't taken more than a few steps when his foot suddenly sank.

Looking down, the broken clods of earth where Zhou Yan had been standing had dissolved into a swamp filled with dense moisture.

There seemed to be something strange in the swamp. Zhou Yan could see several hands reaching out from the swamp and grabbing his calves and ankles.

These outstretched hands were extremely powerful and carried the energy of the Nine Earths. With Zhou Yan's current strength, he simply couldn't move them even an inch.

"Impressive! As expected of the restrictions of the Western Heavenly Gate. You should know that this is just a fragmented stress response of the restrictions from back then. If it were at its peak, Zhou Yan estimated that not only normal people, but even ordinary true gods would die instantly if they came up here."

Zhou Yan was surrounded by the aura of the Gouchen sword. Several sentient Gouchen sword energies flew to Zhou Yan's legs and cut the hand that was grabbing his calf.

When these hands are cut open, there is no bone or flesh, only foul-smelling, filthy mud.

Zhou Yan hurriedly stepped off the ground and left the area.

Just as he left, a burst of firelight shone from the sky, illuminating Zhou Yan's face and body, and turning the ground crimson.

Zhou Yan instinctively looked up.

Zhou Yan watched as fire meteorites, each a hundred meters in diameter, fell one by one from above his head.

The fire meteorite was dense and extremely hot, and with its imposing force that almost covered half the sky, the temperature around Zhou Yan rose at an unimaginable speed even before it landed.

Fifty degrees, sixty degrees, seventy degrees, eighty degrees... five hundred degrees... one thousand degrees.

Zhou Yan revealed his mythical form, leaping continuously in this environment that could boil even steel.

Although the fire meteor was powerful and imposing, Zhou Yan was least afraid of spells that involved large-scale, dense attacks.

Despite being struck by a fiery meteorite, Zhou Yan emerged unscathed, his hair still damp, and landed at the entrance of a palace suspended in boundless darkness. Zero

The last fire meteorite fell behind Zhou Yan. Relying on the red light flowing from behind him, Zhou Yan stood at his new landing spot and looked at the Great Temple.

Having arrived here, Zhou Yan was less than a hundred kilometers away from the main temple; he only needed to…

Zhou Yan raised his paw to leave, but the next moment, an intense sense of crisis, so strong it made his scalp tingle, erupted.

Zhou Yan's vision went black.

……

Edge of the West Heavenly Gate Star Ring.

Zhou Yan opened his eyes, and the young man looked in surprise at the palace where he had landed.

I just died.

He died as he lifted his foot to leave the palace.

Zhou Yan didn't even know how he died, but for someone with the power to see the ultimate truth, the cost of this death was not high.

That place is too dangerous; we can't go there anymore.

Zhou Yan closed his eyes again.

Based on previous experience, Zhou Yan successfully passed the attacks of the fire blade, Mount Tai, meteor shower, and swamp. When he finally landed, Zhou Yan chose another fragment.

This fragment was safe, with no traps. Zhou Yan's next step was to jump towards a medium-sized fragment.

After jumping and landing, Zhou Yan was surrounded by endless darkness.

Zhou Yan's consciousness also became hazy and he stopped responding.

Zhou Yan, having emerged from the glare of the sky, opened his eyes again.

After opening his eyes, Zhou Yan looked at the place where he had died for the second time.

The Omniscient One gave Zhou Yan an explanation—the Chaotic Calamity.

There seems to be a miniature black hole in that place.

Your Heavenly Court is terrifying! Even with only 6 units of defense within the outer ring of the Seventh Ring, you still managed to place a miniature black hole. (II※)

Fortunately, I have an unlimited margin for error.

Zhou Yan closed his eyes for the third time.

Then came the fourth, the fifth, the sixth...

The broken barrier leading out of the Western Heavenly Gate contained many traps powerful enough to kill even a true god. In the short distance of a hundred kilometers, Zhou Yan died twelve times before finally reaching a stone fragment thirty meters from the edge of the star ring.

You can see a lot of things from a distance of thirty meters.

Zhou Yan also got a real look at the entire temple hall.

The Buddha told Zhou Yan that the Great Temple Hall was His residence at the Western Heavenly Gate, but this residence was not as luxurious and magnificent as Zhou Yan had imagined; on the contrary, it was quite small.

It's a small courtyard, even smaller than the Blissful Temple of the Bodhisattva of Joy. Inside, there's just one monk's cell and a lotus pond that should have been full of blooming lotuses, but now the lotuses have withered and the pond water is gone.

The main hall of the temple appears to be no more than fifty square meters in area.

Shakyamuni lived in a very simple dwelling.

Oh no, for a true god like Him, luxury and simplicity are actually the same. Only I, a mere eighteen-year-old white-haired beast, would judge a person by the standards of a room's extravagance.

Zhou Yan jumped towards the main hall of the temple.

This time, without any incident, Zhou Yan jumped onto the fragments where the Great Temple Hall was located, walked to the entrance of the Great Temple Hall, and opened the door.

Inside the gate was a brick-paved area enclosed by a wall. To the left of the wall was a lotus pond that wasn't even filled with water, and to the right was a small open space with a small monk's cell. Faint light emanated from the paper windows of the monk's cell, illuminating the figures inside.

Zhou Yan's pupils contracted.

A human figure?!

Zhou Yan sensed that there was no danger inside the monk's cell, but there were figures...

Zhou Yan entered the main hall of the temple, arrived at the door of the Buddha's monk's cell, and then pressed his ear against the door.

"Subhuti, what do you think? Can the Tathagata be seen by his physical form?"

"No, World Honored One! The Tathagata cannot be seen by physical form. Why? Because the physical form spoken of by the Tathagata is not the physical form at all."

"All forms are illusory. If one sees all forms as non-forms, then one sees the Tathagata."

Zhou Yan heard two voices: one was the voice of Buddha at the Western Heavenly Gate, and the other was an unfamiliar voice.

That's interesting. What could happen inside?

Since it was just a simulation, it didn't matter if he died, so Zhou Yan didn't bother to be careful and simply opened the door and went inside.

Golden light shone through the crack in the open door, illuminating Zhou Yan's face, filling his vision with dazzling golden light.

Golden light, like water, slowly enveloped Zhou Yan. Under this golden light, the surrounding environment took on a different color and a different atmosphere.

Zhou Yan saw a lush, thriving Bodhi tree.

A handsome man sat cross-legged under the Bodhi tree. He was dressed in bright clothes and his face was extremely clean, clearly indicating that he was a person of high status.

Before this handsome and noble man stood three stunningly beautiful women. Zhou Yan felt that all other beauties in the world paled in comparison. These girls, with their delicate waists swaying gracefully, exuded a beauty that seemed otherworldly.

The handsome man, sitting cross-legged, stared at the three stunningly beautiful girls in front of him. His eyes held a mix of emotions: love, possession, and desire.

But all of this, like the end of life, returns to silence, leaving no trace.

In the silence, the three stunningly beautiful dancing girls rhythmically stepped aside, and a slightly plump young woman with an elegant and languid air that the three girls lacked, as if her whole body had been coated with aphrodisiacs, and who could make people lose their composure at first glance, stepped out from among the three girls.

This young woman seemed to embody all the beauty in the world; every smile, every gesture exuded an indescribable, tantalizing ambiguity that drove one to a frenzy of desire.

This ambiguity was laid bare before the handsome man under the Bodhi tree.

The handsome man's eyes flickered with a hint of calm, as if something was about to pierce through the depths of that calm and burst forth from within.

The young woman who came out spoke.

"Siddhartha, why don't you join me in revelry on the sixth day?"

The young woman's voice perfectly matched her alluring figure, and every word she uttered ignited a wicked fire within Zhou Yan.

Zhou Yan immediately realized who the young woman was.

The Sixth Heavenly Demon King, Bo Xun, gave himself the divine artifact of the Divine Firmament Path.

Damn it, Mara, you really saw that your daughter wasn't up to par and couldn't seduce the Buddha, so you took matters into your own hands!

It seems this wasn't recorded in mythology; perhaps she failed to seduce Buddha and was too embarrassed to admit it.