Longevity by Grinding Skills

Chapter 513: Chapter 513: Great War of the Two Sects’ True Monarchs

The compassionate peace on Miaodi Bodhisattva’s face instantly turned to bone-chilling cold and righteous fury. She formed a Two-Handed Seal, taking on the wrathful visage of a Wisdom King.

Without another moment’s hesitation, she flicked the verdant, glistening Willow Branch in her hand.

A jade-green divine splendor erupted from the Willow Branch, not as a torrent blasting toward True Monarch Pu Du, but as a straight beam that pierced the endless void above her head.

"HUM! CRACK! CRACK! CRACK!"

The void seemed to have been forcibly torn open in three places. Accompanied by deafening Buddhist Chanting and Infinite Buddha Light, three massive gateways of Buddha Light—forged from pure Wish Power and Law—thundered open across the sky like a miracle.

From the leftmost gateway, a barefoot monk clad in a simple white robe stepped out into the air.

His features were resolute, showing neither sorrow nor joy. With every step he took, a Golden Lotus platform wreathed in the flames of Nirvana bloomed beneath his feet.

Wherever the lotus fire passed, the very void seemed to burn away and collapse, revealing a cold, deathly stillness that hinted at the end of all things.

This was none other than Great Awakening Bodhisattva, who presided over the Western Extreme Demon Suppression Hall of the Puchen Pure Land and wielded the "Nirvana Red Lotus Dao Fruit"!

From the rightmost gateway, amidst a blinding golden radiance, a majestic Dharma Aspect dozens of feet tall and possessing eight arms descended.

Each arm tightly grasped a different Buddhist Sect Magical Artifact: a Vajra Pestle, a Treasure Bottle, a Lotus...

Behind its head hovered a dazzling Great Sun Treasure Wheel, radiating a light so brilliant it seemed capable of purifying all the evil and filth in the world. It emanated a boundless Life Force and an immortal glow.

This was Wisdom Sun Bodhisattva, leader of the Eastern Wilderness’s Dharma Protection Team, who had refined the "Great Sun Glazed Treasure Body."

Within the central gateway, a thousand phantom arms layered over one another, forming countless abstruse, complex, and unfathomably powerful Hand Seals.

The formation of each Hand Seal amplified the Buddhist Chanting in the void, as if hundreds of millions of monks were chanting in unison. The sound waves materialized into golden ripples that spread out layer upon layer, shaking the entire world.

It was Dharma Seal Bodhisattva from the Puchen Pure Land, a master of the "Thousand Hand Seal."

With the arrival of the three Bodhisattvas’ Dharma Bodies, the very heavens over the Eastern Wilderness began to shift dramatically.

The boundless Buddhist might collided violently with the Immortal Light radiating from True Monarch Pu Du, stirring up spatial turbulence that threatened to destroy the world.

The entire Eastern Wilderness trembled. The few Great Demons lying dormant in its depths did everything they could to conceal their auras, lest they draw the attention of the three newly arrived Bodhisattvas and be dealt with.

’This is a disaster!’

Deep within the Eastern Wilderness, inside a Demon Fiend’s grotto, an old ape with snow-white fur paced about anxiously.

He wasn’t the only one; two other Great Demons had also pulled their heads into their shells, immediately sealing the gates of their mountain grottos.

"Remnants of the Primordial Demons, how dare you covet the righteous fruits of our Buddhist Sect! Evil must be slain!"

Great Awakening Bodhisattva’s eyes widened like bronze bells. His wrathful shout was like a thunderclap from the Nine Heavens. He pointed, and the Nirvana Red Lotus fire beneath his feet—a flame that incinerated all things—condensed into an extremely fine, crimson-gold line of fire. Radiating an aura of finality that made even one’s Divine Soul tremble, it shot viciously toward the acupoint between True Monarch Pu Du’s eyebrows.

"Hahahaha!"

Facing the siege of three Bodhisattvas of the same level, True Monarch Pu Du showed no fear. Instead, he let out a long laugh, clapping his hands as he sighed in admiration. "After doing so much and waiting for so long, you finally took the bait."

The Primordial Sect, naturally, wanted to start a Sect war.

Without a Sect war, how were the disciples of the Primordial Sect supposed to advance? How were they to practice their arts? Even his, True Monarch Pu Du’s, own opportunity for a breakthrough was in the hands of others. If a fight didn’t break out, how could he possibly obtain what he desired?

"Miaodi, you’re quite skilled at calling for backup. The Puchen Pure Land is no stranger to ganging up on others. A pity, but you seem to have forgotten whose game this is."

Amidst his laughter, he gave his wide sleeve a sharp flick. A jet-black Decree—long prepared and condensed from an impossibly dense Nine Nether Evil Qi—flew out from his sleeve and shot into the sky.

The Decree writhed violently like a living thing before spontaneously igniting in the void.

Nether-black flames surged skyward, emitting a strange ripple that connected with some infinitely distant space.

"Dongming, Qingyuan! My fellow True Monarchs, if not now, then when?! Everyone has arrived. It’s time for the banquet to begin!"

True Monarch Pu Du’s voice was like an incantation, drawing a response from heaven and earth.

RUMBLE!

The Earth Vein beneath Zhenyuan Temple quaked violently. An endless torrent of Profound Yin Muddy Evil Qi, seemingly accumulated over eons, erupted like volcanic lava. It spewed forth with a ferocious power, carrying a bone-chilling cold that could freeze the Divine Soul and a corrupting energy that could defile all things.

From within this surging Nine Nether Fiend, a figure in a wide Profound Daoist Robe stepped out.

Her face was a blur, as if perpetually shrouded in distorted Black Qi. Only her eyes were visible—two points of eerie green Ghost Fire set within the darkness, coldly observing the battlefield.

This was none other than True Monarch Dong Ming, wielder of the "Nine Abyss Profound Evil Dao Fruit." She was constantly enveloped in writhing, profound black Evil Qi, leaving only her eyes clearly visible.

"Such pure Buddha’s Relics. Perfect. I’ll capture you all and refine you into my newly forged Profound Nether Ghost Banner to serve as its primary Artifact Spirit. Its power will surely soar!"

True Monarch Dong Ming’s voice was as cold as the icy Nine Netherworld. She raised a hand and pointed. The erupting Nine Nether Profound Evil became like a resurrected ancient demon python. It let out a silent, piercing shriek as it wove itself into a massive net of black evil that blotted out the sky, viciously entangling the churning Nirvana Golden Lotuses at Great Awakening Bodhisattva’s feet.

Almost at the same moment True Monarch Dong Ming descended, the eastern sky was enveloped by an indescribably heavy pressure.

The misty Immortal Light was instantly replaced by a denser, heavier, azure-profound radiance.

The phantom image of a majestic, colossal mountain, one that seemed to bear the weight of the entire firmament and the earth itself, descended from the Nine Heavens, carrying with it a supreme will that could suppress the entire world.

A figure in a cyan Daoist robe with an ancient, solemn face appeared atop the impossibly heavy mountain. He was wreathed in a Dao Rhyme of "carrying the mandate of the mysterious vault, and ruling over mountains and seas."

His gaze was indifferent as he looked down upon the battlefield.

This was the other True Monarch of the Primordial Sect, True Monarch Qing Yuan, wielder of the "Dao Fruit of the Pure Source, Wondrous Way, and the Mandate of the Mysterious Vault."

"Outer World Buddhist Disciple, you have overstepped your bounds in the Eastern Wilderness and disrupted my Primordial Sect. In the name of the Mandate of the Mysterious Vault, Suppress."

True Monarch Qing Yuan’s voice seemed to descend from the Immortal Palace in the Nine Heavens—steady, vast, and unquestionable.

He flicked his sleeve, and the endless Immortal Palace Pure Qi in the sky instantly condensed. It formed a sky-blotting, jade-colored giant palm, its lines flowing with the profound Dao Rhyme of Qian and Kun Pure Qi. It crashed down upon Dharma Seal Bodhisattva, carrying the power to shatter the Ten Thousand Laws.

RUMBLE!!!

It was a truly cataclysmic event.

In that instant, the Nirvana Buddha Fire of the Golden Lotuses slammed violently into the giant python of Nine Nether Profound Evil.

The cataclysmic collision of annihilating energies erupted in a flash of light more blinding than the sun, instantly tearing the thick cloud cover for a hundred miles around into nothingness.

On the other side, the thousand phantom arms of Dharma Seal Bodhisattva instantly solidified, forming a hundred different Divine Buddha Treasure Seals.

Each seal drew upon the Power of Laws of Heaven and Earth, coalescing into an immense, glazed giant palm that flowed with the Buddha Light of the Wan symbol. It fearlessly met the azure-profound mountain phantom that could suppress ages.

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