Global Catastrophe: I Begin to Evolve from an Ancient Tree

"Boom!"

"Rumble!"

Gu Qingyang stood in the void, the Chaos Atlas fully manifesting, the power of eighty-one Chaos Demon Gods piercing through the void, and even the combined efforts of the nine Harmonization Immortal Venerables failed to gain the upper hand.

This battle.

Made all the powerful beings in the Upper Realm tremble in fear.

None of them anticipated that in merely two hundred thousand years, Gu Qingyang's strength would break through again.

In the past, they could still suppress him, but now they couldn't even gain the slightest advantage.

"So this is the foundation of the Upper Realm? It truly disappoints me!"

Unlike the oppression felt by the Upper Realm's powerful beings, Gu Qingyang was now elated, effortlessly wielding the Great Dao, overwhelming the Path to Immortality, showing no fear towards these Harmonization Immortal Venerables.

The remaining Saint Immortal Kings found themselves retreating step by step in the face of such power.

In fact.

Some powerful beings, unable to evade, were directly crushed to death by this power on the spot.

The war of Harmonization Immortal Venerables.

How could Saint Immortal Kings interfere?

Normally speaking.

Without the suppression of the Heavenly Dao Domain, these Saint Immortal Kings should all be able to cross the Heavenly Dao Domain and directly step into the Lower Realm.

But now, with Gu Qingyang's strength greatly increased, he alone is enough to block the Path to Immortality; any cultivators attempting to enter the Lower Realm are blasted to death by this power.

No matter if you are a Saint Immortal King or any other ordinary cultivator, once you step on the Path to Immortality, it's a dead end.

At this moment.

Gu Qingyang had completely severed the route to the Upper Realm.

For a moment.

The Upper Realm was in turmoil.

As the Saint Immortal Kings fell, heaven and earth mourned, blood rain poured, and an endless sorrow and deep-seated fear gripped the souls of all beings.

After all, it had been a long time since a Saint Immortal King had fallen, and now in just a short period, many had perished, naturally causing other cultivators to be fearful.

...

In the Immortal Realm.

Shakyamuni Buddha, stationed at the Great Leiyin Temple, was now gazing in the direction of the Path to Immortality, the once-calm eyes now revealing a hint of unprecedented shock.

The torrential blood rain between heaven and earth made his Divine Soul tremble.

It was the wailing of Saint Immortal Kings and the fear of all beings.

So even those who attained the Dao and became Saint Immortal Kings could fall one day.

In Shakyamuni Buddha's eyes now, he saw the scenes of saints bleeding and Immortal Kings falling, his once-proud cultivation strength appearing so insignificant and powerless at this moment.

"The world is about to change!"

Shakyamuni Buddha murmured softly; even he didn't notice that his voice unconsciously carried a bit of fear he never had before.

So many Saint Immortal Kings had fallen, and there was a major change on the Path to Immortality.

Even if he had reached the sixteen-stage Primordial Daluo Golden Immortal level, in the presence of such an existence, he was as weak as an ant.

Meanwhile.

Inside the Great Leiyin Temple, many Buddhas and Bodhisattvas were also fearful and uneasy.

"World Honored One, what exactly has happened? Why have so many Saint Immortal Kings fallen?"

Some Buddha blurted out the question.

Years of cultivated Dao heart had vanished at this moment.

Shakyamuni Buddha withdrew his gaze from the Path to Immortality, barely calming his turbulent heart, then slowly said, "There is a change on the Path to Immortality, and matters like this are beyond our meddling."

"Is it possible that even the World Honored One cannot change it?"

"What good is it to become a saint? That one can single-handedly stop the nine Harmonization Immortal Venerables of the Upper Realm, and in front of Harmonization Immortal Venerables, saints are just bigger ants!"

Shakyamuni Buddha chuckled self-deprecatingly.

One who isn't a saint is ultimately an ant.

But what about becoming a saint? In the presence of a mightier being, they're still essentially larger ants.

The difference is.

A saintly ant is bigger than an ordinary ant.

Upon hearing this.

The monks of the Great Leiyin Temple all showed despair.

Even their World Honored One speaks this way; it shows how serious the matter is.

"The matters of the Path to Immortality are not for us to meddle in, with the events on the Path to Immortality unfolding now, our retreat has already been cut off, and at present, we either break the Celestial Spirit and Earthly Fiend Array to annihilate the Lower Realm completely, or wait for the outcome on the Path to Immortality to fully unfold.

If the Upper Realm wins, our Great Leiyin Temple will have a slim chance, but if the Upper Realm loses, then the Great Leiyin Temple will be instantly obliterated!"

Shakyamuni Buddha spoke indifferently.

His words struck the ears of other monks, plunging their hearts into utter despair.

Who could have imagined.

In just a little over two hundred thousand years, the situation had changed repeatedly.

Initially, the Upper Realm held all the advantages, but now they found themselves trapped, always at risk of demise.

The retreat was cut off.

Such matters could be great or small.

It's obvious that if this matter gets out, it will undoubtedly cause unrest among various factions.

At this moment.

A Buddha brought his hands together in prayer, declaring a Buddhist chant: "Amitabha Buddha, if that Divine Emperor is truly this powerful, why doesn't our Great Leiyin Temple directly pledge allegiance to the Lower Realm?"

As soon as these words were spoken.

The entire Great Leiyin Temple fell into silence.

The gaze of many monks landed on the speaker, and for a moment, no one voiced objections.

Pledge allegiance to the Lower Realm!

This was a path they had not considered.

But upon careful thought, it seemed not unreasonable.

After all, while the Lower Realm was historically weak, it is now different from the past, especially with that Divine Emperor who can single-handedly contend with all the powerful beings in the Upper Realm.

With such strength.

Even amongst the Three Thousand Cosmos in the Upper Realm, he would be genuinely top-tier.

If the Great Leiyin Temple pledged allegiance to the Lower Realm, it might be a viable option.

However.

There were other Buddhas who hesitantly said, "Our Great Leiyin Temple is an elite force in the Upper Realm. If news of allying with the Lower Realm spreads, wouldn't it be a loss of face?"

"Ultimately, face is dictated by strength. I think Ziyang Buddha's point holds some merit; after all, considering that Divine Emperor's strength, if our Great Leiyin Temple pledges allegiance, it might not be a bad idea."

But there were other Buddhas who agreed with this statement.

Upon hearing this.

Ziyang Buddha smiled faintly, refraining from speaking further.

Some things.

He only needed to hint at slightly and couldn't appear too deliberate.

After all, his allegiance to the Divine Teachings still couldn't be exposed.

"Let's not mention this again; with the outcome undetermined, how can one speak of defeat?"

Shakyamuni Buddha's words brought all debate within the Great Leiyin Temple to a halt.

But everyone was acutely aware that the World Honored One probably had some thoughts as well; just that with the outcome undecided and the situation unclear, he chose not to express them.

As the saying goes, without a determined outcome, how can one speak of defeat?

But once a conclusion is reached, it's another matter entirely.

As such.

Many Buddhas and Bodhisattvas understood inwardly, while Ziyang Buddha recited a Buddhist chant and resumed meditation, as if it were none of his concern.

But he didn't notice.

As he closed his eyes to meditate, Shakyamuni Buddha cast an inconspicuous glance his way before withdrawing his gaze.

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