Boundless Mountain No More

Li Hao quickly took out a pill and put it into Old Feng's mouth.

As the Golden Core entered his throat, Li Hao could clearly see golden veins appearing in Old Feng's body, as if he had swallowed a dazzling golden light that flowed down his throat and into his body, revealing the Meridians in his chest cavity in minute detail, like a forked Divine Tree.

As the golden light shone, dark blood suddenly seeped from the wound. But upon closer inspection, this dark blood was actually countless tiny insects, like maggots, being expelled from the body as the blood writhed.

As a large number of black insects were expelled from the wounds, the blood on Old Feng's wounds gradually cleared and returned to its original bright red color.

And those wounds, thanks to the body's powerful self-healing ability, began to heal slowly.

Besides the whip marks and scratches all over his body, his destroyed senses are also gradually recovering.

Li Hao's face was gloomy, and his power surged as he wiped out the insects in the blood, leaving only a small number to collect into his Heaven and Earth Space.

"What kind of Gu worm is this? This method is too vicious!"

Evening Primrose shrank back onto Li Hao's wrist, saying with some lingering fear.

"These bald monks certainly have a lot of tricks up their sleeves," Jiang Lichen said, squinting. He wasn't too surprised, though. Apart from Martial Dao and Sword Dao, very few things could surprise or astonish him, because he neither cared about them nor paid any attention to them.

Li Hao didn't speak, but simply clenched his fist slightly.

"You actually used up your chance to Fate Reversal like that, you're really something."

Jiang Lichen looked at Li Hao, his gaze slightly narrowed.

He had met many people, but he had never seen anyone like Li Hao, who was willing to give away his Fate-Reversal Opportunity to someone who was not related to him.

Moreover, it was voluntary, without any coercion.

This is equivalent to having an extra life!

He couldn't imagine what kind of relationship would lead someone to make such a sacrifice for him.

Moreover, the target was a thief despised by All Under Heaven.

"If it were him, he would treat me the same way."

Li Hao said softly, "Besides, I don't need it now, so what's wrong with ten times?"

With his current strength, only those at the Dao Inquiry Realm, or even Half-Saint, could put him in such a desperate situation.

For powerful individuals at this level, the Power of Reversing Fate is no longer of much significance and can be concealed.

The idea of Defy Heaven and Change Fate is nothing but a delusion of mortals.

Before the Great Dao, before the Sage, all will be shattered and insignificant.

Moreover, if there are any special circumstances in the future that require its use, Li Hao also has 100,000 merits in his Merit Treasure Trove, which can be exchanged for ten times the Power of Reversing Fate.

Previously, I exchanged for one at the foot of Heaven Imprisoning Island and used it, but it was blocked by the Dao Power above the Abyss, resulting in a complete waste.

"Oh."

Jiang Lichen did not deny Li Hao's words. With Li Hao's current strength, the Power of Reversing Fate was indeed not so absolute for him, but it was still an extremely precious thing.

If you are fighting a desperate battle with someone of equal strength, and both of you are on the verge of death, how can the other party possibly conceal the secrets of fate? At this time, you can use the excuse of Fate Reversal to escape.

Although Evening Primrose felt sorry for Li Hao giving up a Fate-Reversal Opportunity, she could only accept it as it had come to this. She simply kept rubbing Li Hao's wrist with her Little Chi Xu, as if to comfort him.

As the group talked, Feng Boping's body gradually healed, and new growth appeared in his eye sockets, nose, and mouth.

However, Feng Boping, whose physical body had recovered, had a somewhat blank and even sluggish look in his eyes. He stared blankly at his surroundings, then looked at Li Hao with a look that was both familiar and bewildering.

"Old Feng."

Li Hao immediately grasped his hand, his heart filled with shame. "It's my fault for coming back late, causing you to suffer like this."

Feng Boping stammered, "Little... little mouse..."

"It's me."

"Little, little mouse..."

Feng Boping kept repeating the same thing in a daze.

Li Hao was slightly taken aback, his expression immediately changed, and he realized something was wrong.

He looked into Old Feng's eyes and found that it wasn't surprise or doubt, but rather a slow, bewildered expression.

"Old Feng?"

Li Hao tensed up and hurriedly examined Old Feng's body, but found no injuries or abnormalities.

"Little mouse..."

The Old Feng murmured, still repeating itself blankly, its Divine Wood and bewildered.

Li Hao felt his heart turn cold, and his blood seemed to burn with Anger again. Without a doubt, Old Feng's state must be the work of that Buddha Master, who couldn't even repair the power of Fate Reversal!

"Um?"

Jiang Lichen also noticed Feng Boping's condition and asked in surprise, "Was he always like this?"

"No."

"I don't think so. This feeling is more like a missing part of the soul," Jiang Lichen said.

Li Hao was taken aback and immediately looked at him. "Missing soul?"

"That's right. The Divine Soul has three souls and seven spirits. If a soul or spirit is missing, this situation will occur, like a person with dementia. In folk terms, it's like losing one's soul," Jiang Lichen said.

Li Hao was shocked, feeling the killing intent that had subsided within him resurface.

"Hmm, I think I understand. He was captured by that Mara. Before you forced that old bald man into the Buddha-Demon Unity, Mara was his secret. This guy must have known this secret. The old bald man used him as bait to lure you here, most likely to deliberately let you rescue him, thereby ruining your reputation and damaging your Incense."

"But not wanting to expose his own secret, he could only be destroyed. His soul was missing, and his body wouldn't heal. Tsk, what a clever method."

Jiang Lichen sighed.

Although he was eccentric, he wasn't stupid. After all, he had participated in the battle for the throne, and he quickly explained the situation.

Hearing his words, Li Hao knew it was probably true. He looked at the prince and said:

"Senior, how can we restore a missing soul?"

"The first method is to allow the existing soul to slowly split over a long Years, filling the gaps again. In other words, it can naturally recover over a long Years."

"Souls, like Flowers and Grass, and trees, can regenerate, but the process takes an extremely long time."

"The second possibility is to retrieve the missing soul. That missing soul might be sealed somewhere in Boundless Mountain, or it might have been erased and escaped into the Mo River," Jiang Lichen said.

Upon hearing this, Li Hao's gaze immediately swept towards the Spirit Mountain, his eyes Chill with a chilling light.

"Old Feng, you should rest first. I will definitely find your missing soul!"

Li Hao took a deep breath and solemnly said to Old Feng.

Old Feng stared at him blankly, something struggling in his eyes, and said, "Quick... run..."

When Li Hao saw him like this, he felt a pang of sorrow in his heart. Even though his soul was missing and he couldn't see, the old man recognized him with just one touch.

"Old Feng, we're safe now."

Li Hao suppressed the bitterness in his heart and spoke softly, as if coaxing a child to sleep.

Upon hearing Li Hao's words, Old Feng's lips twitched slightly, as if he had taken them to heart. The struggle in his eyes slowly disappeared, replaced by a smile. However, due to the loss of his soul, he couldn't control his expression, and his smile became somewhat foolish.

"Okay, okay..." he seemed to be responding.

Li Hao couldn't bear to look any longer. He asked the Candlelight God to watch over Old Feng, and then he looked at the Spirit Mountain, his Divine Sense rapidly covering and enveloping it, searching from top to bottom.

Meanwhile, outside Spirit Mountain, many disciples of Boundless Mountain, along with Arhat and Dharma protectors, rushed over.

Seeing the shattered and broken Spirit Mountain, they were shocked. The destruction of the Buddha Master's Dharma Form earlier was even more unbelievable to them, filling them with both shock and Anger.

Despite knowing that the invaders of Boundless Mountain were extremely powerful, the faith ingrained in their bones triumphed over fear at this moment.

"Who are you to dare trespass on my Boundless Mountain!"

"This is within the territory of Great Yu. Do you want to be wanted by Great Yu?!"

A series of angry shouts rang out.

Li Hao, who was searching for Spirit Mountain, instantly transformed his previously restrained killing intent into a fierce aura. He looked up and swept his eyes, his Killing Aura radiating outwards, and a blade as sharp as a tangible blade swept out.

With a loud bang, these angry shouters, including the Arhat who was at the Three Immortalities Realm, felt their Qi and Blood surge under Li Hao's gaze, as if struck by a heavy hammer, and immediately spat out a mouthful of blood.

That body, impervious to swords and blades, could not withstand it.

"Roll!"

Words filled with murderous intent were squeezed out of Li Hao's mouth, and several explosions rang out in succession. The bodies of the leading Three Immortalities Realm Arhat were suddenly torn apart and killed on the spot.

Those who still wanted to hurl insults were startled, their initial surge of anger instantly extinguished, their eyes filled with fear.

Li Hao searched the Spirit Mountain with his Divine Sense, but found no trace of Old Feng's soul, nor any suspicious places. However, he did find a cave in the back mountain, where Old Feng's Aura was present. The Magma Fire Pool, chains, and other instruments of torture inside all bore the remnants of Old Feng's Aura.

Li Hao's face was grim; without a doubt, this was the place where Old Feng had been tortured earlier.

"You all step back."

Li Hao whispered to the Candlelight God and Jiang Lichen.

The two were surprised, but seeing the intense fluctuations in Li Hao's Aura, they realized something and quickly took flight.

BOOM!!

As soon as they withdrew, Li Hao suddenly condensed a dazzling Sword Qi and unleashed a fierce slash.

The entire Spirit Mountain, from its Mountain Summit to its body, was cleaved in two by this single sword strike!

Such a sight left the many Boundless Mountain disciples who had rushed over to rebuke it utterly astonished and incredulous.

It felt as if the sacred Spirit Mountain that stood on the altar of my heart had been destroyed, just as if my faith had been torn apart!

Bang bang bang!

Li Hao's Sword Qi dispersed and swept into the Magma pool, slaying all the Demon within.

Looking at this broken and incomplete Spirit Mountain, with its Spirit Gathering Formation torn up, it is no longer Sacred Land for cultivation.

"Now, those who wish to leave Boundless Mountain may remove their monk's robes and descend the mountain!"

Li Hao turned around, looking at the numerous disciples of Boundless Mountain before him, his icy voice echoing throughout the entire Brahma Pure Land world:

"The Buddha Master is dead; from now on, there will be no more Boundless Mountain!"

You have ten breaths!

Those who remain shall die!

As Li Hao's voice rang out, all the disciples in the entire Wuliang Mountain region, all the disciples meditating or sleeping in the Buddhist halls on all the peaks, were startled and horrified.

"Is the Buddha Master dead?"

"How could this be? The battle just now... could it be...?"

On Mountain Peak far from Spirit Mountain, some disciples of Boundless Mountain sensed the great battle, but their cultivation was too low and their perception was limited. They had no idea that the Buddha Master had actually died.

Upon hearing Li Hao's voice, everyone was shocked and horrified.

Li Hao didn't speak, but a Sword Tide gradually gathered above his head.

His gaze was icy as he stood atop the Spirit Mountain, cleaved in two by a single sword strike, like a young battle god, looking down upon the numerous Buddhist Sect disciples before him.

The vast and mighty Sword Tide condensed like a whirlpool in the ocean, bringing with it a terrifying Aura, lightning and thunder, making all the Buddhist Sect disciples tremble with fear.

It felt like the end of the world.

"How so..."

"My Boundless Mountain has stood for over a thousand years, yet it has suffered such a calamity..."

"Is the Great Yu Dynasty truly doomed to perish? May Buddha have mercy, where is Heaven...?"

Many elderly monks stepped out of the Buddhist hall, gazing at the vast Sword Tide, their eyes filled with shock and sorrow.

"Quickly, quickly take off your monk's robe."

Many newly arrived disciples from Boundless Mountain Aristocratic Clan quickly removed their monk robes and hurriedly ran down the mountain.

Some elderly monks, however, had unwavering faith in Buddhist Dao. During this calamity, they sat in the Square, hands clasped together, chanting Buddhist Scriptures, seemingly determined to fight against this demonic calamity.

Led by some elderly monks, more and more Buddhist Sect disciples sat in the Square, and the chanting of Buddhist Scriptures, like the humming of sacred sounds, seemed to be a way to resist the demonic killing power with the truth of Buddhist Dao.

The swirling Sword Qi energy grew even larger, spreading out from the Spirit Mountain Peak and engulfing the peaks of more than a dozen mountains.

A chilling, desolate atmosphere filled the Heaven and Earth.

Among the many Buddhist Sect disciples who rushed to Spirit Mountain, some stood at a distance in shock and fear, their hands clasped together, their expressions showing a willingness to die.

Some fled in panic, tearing off their monk robes and running away.

A great calamity is approaching, and all sorts of faces will appear.

"Master... is dead."

On a mountain peak, Li Qianfeng stepped out of the Buddhist hall and stared blankly at the Sword Tide swirling in the distant sky.

That Master, seated high on the Lotus Pedestal, was actually... dead?

He found it hard to understand and couldn't believe it, but he knew it was true; otherwise, how could his Master have allowed someone to desecrate Spirit Mountain?

"Young master, let's go quickly! The Buddha Master is dead, we must leave immediately."

Another old monk chased after them and hurriedly said...

Although he also appeared to be a monk, he was actually a member of the Li Family, who came here to accompany Li Qianfeng in his cultivation and to take care of him.

"Who did this?" Li Qianfeng strained to see the figure beneath the Sword Tide.

"It must be some demon, possibly even Mara, Buddha Master's old enemy."

As the old monk spoke, he hurriedly helped Li Qianfeng remove his white Kasaya, and at the same time tossed some ordinary, rough clothing to Li Qianfeng, saying:

"Young Master, hurry up and put it on. We'll blend in as Outer Sect Disciple and go down the mountain. That person killed the Buddha Master, he will definitely not let you go. You are the Buddha Master Personal Disciple."

Li Qianfeng's expression changed slightly, and he immediately realized what was happening. He quickly took the clothes and put them on.

"Walk!"

He took one last deep look at the Spirit Mountain before quickly descending it.

At the same time, Li Hao's ten-breath countdown was nearing its end.

"Die!"

Li Hao looked at the Arhat and Dharma protectors in front of him, who were chanting sutras for him and trying to use the truth of Buddhist Scriptures to help him transcend his suffering, his eyes cold and devoid of emotion.

The swirling Sword Tide above suddenly swept down, and in an instant, all the Golden Body Arhat at the Three Immortalities Realm were torn apart into a rain of blood.

The blood rain splattered on Spirit Mountain, staining the shattered Spirit Mountain, now split in two, crimson.

In the distance, where the Sword Tide covered, streaks of Sword Qi shot out, tearing apart Buddhist temples on the outer mountain peaks and destroying Buddha statues.

Those who sat in the Square chanting Buddhist Scriptures listened to the sound of the temple being split open and felt the ground tremble. Some opened their eyes with trembling hands, and finally could not suppress their fear, so they tore off their monks' robes and fled quickly.

The vast majority of those who remained continued chanting Buddhist Scriptures, their humming sounds like sacred chants echoing from the mountain peaks.

Amidst the cataclysmic destruction and the endless, dark Sword Tide sweeping across the land, these chants seemed to be the last glimmer of light for Human Race in the apocalypse.

Bang bang bang!

Countless Sword Qi pierced through and tore the Square apart, Sword Qi one Mountain Peak after another, and destroyed the Buddhist hall, Buddha statues, incense burners, and copper coin cauldrons.

The Sword Qi passed by the Buddhist Sect disciples Buddhist Scriptures with their hands clasped together, but it did not kill them; it only destroyed the buildings and ground around them.

Many of those chanting Buddhist Scriptures opened their eyes, their gazes slightly dazed.

The vast Sword Qi raged across the land, but it did not kill all the chanters. After leveling the Mountain Peak, it flew back to the sky and slowly dissipated.