Beast God.
The current master of the Divine Ruins was covered in blood and panting heavily. He had also failed, and his morale had plummeted. This Immortal Road had been a huge blow to him; only the Great Emperor of this era could break through.
Conquering the Immortal Road had exhausted him greatly, but he had not yet reached his limit and still had the strength to fight.
"The time for us to settle accounts has come."
Dark red imperial blood flowed down Shi Ming approached. In his hand, a Great Dao Sword Embryo spewed out Chaos light, displaying a myriad of phenomena and radiating terrifying Xian Dao pressure.
The next moment, a battle of imperial power began. Myriad rays of light flowed, gods and demons roared, monsters and ghosts wept blood—all sorts of terrifying scenes appeared. Phantoms of the River of Time crisscrossed and blocked the starry sky, interspersed with the Qilin Roar. The battle was fierce...
Chaos light surged and roared, Shi Ming cried out to the Sun-Moon, pressed down with a finger, and the sword and cauldron resonated together. The Art of Fixing Time sealed all things, like endless white feathers dancing, dazzling and beautiful, with an aura of Immortal Qi. It froze the severely injured Beast God for half a moment, and then the Beginningless Bell fell, with a clang, causing cracks to appear again in his broken body.
The curtain fell completely, the last Supreme of the Divine Ruins was killed, the universe roared, his Dao dissipated, his god turned to ashes, and the whole world was shocked.
"Boom!"
With a deafening roar, the Desolate Ancient Forbidden Land exploded open, revealing a pair of massive stone gates. A woman of unparalleled beauty in white robes appeared, her garments fluttering in the wind, ethereal and otherworldly. She looked in this direction, ready to attack the Chaos Cave.
The Time Doppelganger bowed to the woman, then stood aside, observing from the sidelines.
His gaze settled on a Desolate Slave standing in the stone gate. She was an unforgettable woman.
" Tianxuan Saintess, I Dao Self current Time-Traveling Technique can reverse her condition..." Shi Ming pondered to himself, a sense of comparison creeping in.
The Ruthless Great Emperor is exceptionally talented, the most gifted in the End of the Dharma Ending Era. If he could surpass her in the Way of Time, it would be a moment of pure joy for him.
In his view, being able to do this was far superior to cultivating with ten thousand goddesses.
The latter is nothing more than physical pleasure, and its purpose is inherently base.
Just as the time clone was contemplating how to abduct a Desolate Slave, a Buddhist chant rang out, and a scene that was originally predetermined in the timeline reappeared.
A great radiance of Buddhist light shone in the Western Desert, the chanting of sutras flowing endlessly, ethereal as smoke. A colossal Buddha statue rose, towering hundreds of millions of feet high, solidifying from the ethereal, as if the true body had descended to earth. On Mount Sumeru, the Buddha's light shone universally, and the Great Thunderclap Temple erupted with unparalleled life force. The Buddha statue transformed into a giant who created the world, gathering Wuliang Power of Faith, and making a grand vow...
Before this magnificent epic scene, Shi Ming raised an eyebrow and saw a familiar figure—a golden ape, draped in a kasaya, standing on Mount Sumeru with nothing in front of him, following the divine body of Amitabha Buddha to Flying Immortal.
"How did that monkey get up there?" the time clone asked, somewhat surprised.
Before he could think any further, the stunningly beautiful woman in white in the Desolate Ancient Forbidden Land also made her move. She took a step forward and then slapped her into the Immortality Cave.
This palm strike wasn't particularly heaven-defying; it was within the normal range of Supreme. The Time Clone was confident that it could withstand the attack wielded with a celestial artifact.
However, Shi Ming knew that this woman could not be judged by ordinary standards; unless multiple Heavenly Emperor -level experts intervened, it would be very difficult to subdue her.
Something seems off...
"Why would I have such thoughts? All I can think about is women. Is this person someone I can just easily win over...?" The time clone shook its head, sighing deeply.
As the old saying goes, "Lust knows no bounds." And it's certainly true.
However, it's not entirely impossible.
"For the past tens of thousands of years, her condition has been abnormal. She has not surpassed the strength of the Heavenly Emperor, and she also possesses the Bronze Immortal Palace and the Immortal Sword. However, if we attain enlightenment, we can combine the Beginningless Bell, the Lingbao Sword, the Netherworld Artifacts, and the Green Lotus Weapon to set up the Emperor-Sealing Great Formation. Perhaps we can succeed." Shi Ming seriously considered this possibility.
If one could capture this Ruthless One and explore their Red Dust Immortal Path, it would undoubtedly be a great treasure.
Suddenly, Shi Ming felt a chill run down his spine and came to his senses to meet a pair of indifferent eyes.
At this moment, the Lord of Desolation had already broken through the Chaos Cave, and the Amitabha Buddha Faith Body had also embarked on its journey. The woman was looking at him coldly, her gaze was piercing, making him feel uneasy.
Time itself smiled, bowed once more, and retreated. Three hundred years east of the river, three hundred years west of the river.
Let her live for three hundred years!
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This chapter discusses the Immortal Source Origin.
Emperor-level experts can refine Divine Source.
The original Immortal Source does not explicitly state this. In Chapter 1774 of the original novel:
"You should know that if you continue this standoff and forcibly borrow the Immortal Source and the Primordial Fate Stone, you will pay ten times the price in the future," a cold voice rang out.
"I'll be waiting." Ye Fan stepped forward, carrying a massive piece of Immortal Source and a life stone, which had been carved into the shape of a coffin...
In this book's setting, Immortal Source, like the Primordial Fate Stone, is a strategic resource belonging to a forbidden zone.
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The two faced off, and just as the scene became increasingly bizarre, the Immortal Road collapsed. In an instant, the hazy clouds dispersed, and a vast expanse of immortal light appeared. A violent explosion began, followed by a downpour like a storm.
" Amitabha Buddha!"
All beings chanted the name of the Great Emperor of the Buddhist Sect, the sound resounding throughout heaven and earth, and even then, it was heard, bursting forth with a shower of light, like endless white feathers dancing in the air, dazzling and beautiful, exuding a peaceful aura.
However, this beautiful and holy scene lasted only a moment. Soon, an even more terrifying celestial light surged forth, and in the blink of an eye, the sky collapsed and the earth cracked, rocks flew through the air, and a huge mountain flew out of the celestial cave, covered in a mournful crimson.
" The Flying Immortal immortality failed, and a sea of blood was brewed..." the Time Avatar sighed softly.
Even if he wanted to make amends, it was too late. Everything was already set in stone. Ninety-nine percent of the Buddhist cultivators who attempted to ascend to immortality died. Only a few lucky ones survived thanks to the protection of the Demon-Subduing Pestle Immortal Road, but they also suffered the most terrible injuries to their Great Dao.
Mount Sumeru Big Dipper, the first mountain of the Big Dipper, is now shattered into pieces, carrying the lament of all living beings, with endless bloodstains as countless Life perish, and the Great Thunderclap Temple has collapsed more than half of its buildings.
A plaque flew out, carrying a terrifying aura. As it shot out, it was Shi Ming Ming's hand. It was covered in blood, the blood of all living beings, as well as the blood of Amitabha Buddha, a shocking sight.
This was a catastrophe, an unparalleled tragedy. The entire Western Desert, the vast Buddhist kingdom, was ravaged by death, a tragedy of the highest order. The few surviving Buddhist cultivators, witnessing the mountains of corpses and seas of blood, were overcome with grief.
Hundreds of millions of lives were lost, all destroyed. They were unwilling to accept it!
Amidst the mountain of white bones, a blood-red corner burst forth with auspicious light, and a terrifying pressure surged forth like a vast ocean.
"Roar!"
Suddenly, a black iron rod shimmering with Immortal Radiance radiance shot out, and a giant golden ape, reaching to the Nine Heavens and treading upon the Jiuyou, emerged, unleashing a roar that resounded throughout the heavens and pierced through the falling Xian Dao laws.
" The Fighting Saint Emperor!" someone exclaimed in disbelief.
"Father..."
Even the Holy Emperor's Son, far away on the Cosmic Frontier, sensed this aura and realized that something terrible had happened; his body trembled.
"I never expected it to turn out like this..."
Time itself stood with its hands behind its back, looking down at the struggling ant, somewhat surprised.
Even the Quasi-Emperor of the Buddhist Sect have died, yet this old monkey has managed to survive. His destiny is evident; he will not perish so easily.
In fact, the Fighting Saint Buddha's current situation is very bad. He is covered in blood, and his once brilliant golden fur has now dimmed, turning a withered dark red. Most terrifying of all is the wound on his forehead, which goes straight into his Immortal Platform and touches his primordial spirit, which is very ominous.
He gripped a Immortal-Beating Staff tightly in his hand, relying on the power emanating from the Ancient Emperor Weapon to resist the laws of Xian Dao. The fierce and incomparably powerful divine might of the Fighting Saint Emperor was indeed formidable, like a tsunami crashing down, seemingly about to cleave through the three thousand realms, Shrouding the Heavens, majestic and awe-inspiring throughout the ages, and even the impact of the laws accompanying the Immortal Road could not withstand it.
However, while the Immortal Iron Staff could strike indiscriminately across the land, it did not offer protection. During the fierce battle, the old monkey coughed up blood continuously, and his body began to crack. He soon could not hold on any longer and faced death.
He wasn't originally on the list, but the departure of the Great Peacock Wisdom King and the decree from the Buddhist Sect leaders compelled him to fill the vacancy, so he had no choice but to come. Unexpectedly, the Buddhist Sect scheme ultimately failed, resulting in this sea of blood...
Just as the Victorious Fighting Saint Buddha was about to perish, a gleaming purple iron chain clanged and emanated wisps of imperial aura that overwhelmed the heavens, binding his body like a lasso. Then, with a pull of divine power, it carried him out of danger.
At the same time, the other three dying Buddhas were also rescued, and together with the Victorious Fighting Buddha, they fell onto the Saint Cliff.
Whether intentionally or unintentionally, two of them fell into the stone coffin where the Great Accomplishment Sacred Body had been buried, splashing up large amounts of blood and green fur.
The survivor was drenched in these terrible substances. The old monkey, covered in blood, struggled to crawl out of the coffin, panting heavily. His aura had plummeted, and the Taichu Laws that had been condensed to the extreme had dissipated, almost causing him to fall from the Great Saint Realm.
Not far away, a tall figure, surrounded by the light of the Great Dao, stood out from the crowd, holding a staff in his hand.
Under the control of terrifying laws, the Immortal Iron Staff sometimes grew larger and sometimes smaller, its size perfectly controlled.
Shi Ming casually played with it. Perhaps it was something he carried over from his past life; every man had a special feeling for objects of this shape. Even now, standing at the pinnacle of power, he was no exception.
"Greetings... Supreme Shi..." The old Victorious Buddha knelt on one knee to pay his respects, still coughing up blood. Perhaps he didn't want to kneel; the Fighting Holy Ape Tribe fought against heaven and earth, and their bones were filled with arrogance. However, his injuries were too severe, and he could no longer support his body.
Huo Qizi and Huo Lin'er were deeply saddened by this sight.
The once Saint Ape King, who roamed the ancient times and defeated all races, has now become like this—his blood and energy are depleted, he is wounded by the Great Dao, covered in scars, and his entire body is covered in corpse fluid and pale green fur, making him look incredibly terrifying.
"Is this still the same Fighting Saint King could silence the world with A Will Eternal?" Huo Lin'er sighed, recalling when all races had just revived, when he ruled Mount Sumeru, wielded two imperial artifacts, and even the Ancient Emperor Clans dared not provoke him.
Centuries have passed, and the other side has actually reached this point.
After receiving a bow from the four Buddhas, the Time Avatar struck out the Immortal Iron Staff, fixing it on the Saint Cliff, and said to the old monkey, " The Fighting Saint Emperor is indeed amazing, but unfortunately too domineering, and cannot last long. And you have fallen to the other extreme, clinging to the heretical path, trapped in the Primordial Era, trapped by the Six Senses, which makes it impossible for you to become Quasi-Emperor."
Upon hearing this, the Victorious Fighting Buddha froze, his expression incredibly complex, his heart filled with a mix of emotions. His eyes held reminiscence, regret, indifference, and sorrow... Some things, you only know the pain when you lose them... These two hundred years have been wasted. The Buddha said that all things are empty, and that the self and the external world are as they are, but he failed to do so.
In fact, a hundred years ago, he faced a crossroads. He could either slay his inner demons and enter the Great Way, or descend into the mortal world to settle his karmic debts. But he was trapped in the middle, blindly studying Buddhist scriptures, which was actually a lower path. Now, looking back, his beloved has married another, leaving only regret and a deep sense of unease—all of which is the result of his own choices.
He still couldn't let go, clinging to the ancient past. Those memories shone like gold in his mind, indelible, turning into inner demons and becoming shackles that blocked his path to enlightenment.
"Only when the six senses are purified can one attain the Way; taking a step back is actually moving forward. Don't you understand?"
Shi Ming let out a soft sigh, carrying the supreme power of the Six Paths Mantra. At the same time, a layer of faint purple-gold smoke descended, carrying ethereal Dao Scripture that resonated powerfully. The Old Victorious Buddha seemed to be covered with a layer of purple-gold frost, as if he had been enlightened. His face showed pain, relief, anger like a wise king, and compassion like an ancient Buddha, as he entered the deepest state of meditation.
He began to confront his inner demons.
"That monkey is lucky..."
"Such is his fortune; he has the Holy Emperor's weapon for protection, and he also has a past connection with that person from the Divine Silkworm Clan."
The other three Buddhist cultivators' expressions changed, and they felt quite envious. This was an extraordinary opportunity, with a Supreme personally instructing them and helping them to attain enlightenment.
No one knows how much time had passed. All was quiet, and the night fell. A radiant light shone from the Victorious Buddha's brow, and his restless mind vanished. In the blink of an eye, he seemed much lighter, and a faint golden light emanated from his body.
"The tide rises on the Road to Immortality, only today do I realize who I truly am..."
With a proclamation, a Quasi-Emperor -level aura spread out, and the Old Victorious Buddha instantly attained enlightenment. At this moment when the Road to Immortality was severed, Mount Sumeru, and Buddhist cultivators were almost extinct, he experienced the joys and sorrows of life's ups and downs, as if he had crossed a long River of Time. He achieved profound enlightenment, let go of his obsessions, and his Dao Fruit naturally formed, propelling him into another realm.
There were glistening tears in the corners of his eyes, but he appeared even more compassionate and serene. The Buddha-light emanating from him made the other three monks dare not look directly at him. They no longer had any thoughts of hurting him, and even felt a desire to follow him.
Today, Buddhist Sect gains another Quasi-Emperor, the Victorious Fighting Buddha attains the supreme sage status!
" Amitabha Buddha, we bow in gratitude to the Supreme Shi!" At this moment, the four monks stepped forward and bowed in unison.
The Time Avatar nodded slightly and said, "The Mind Monkey has departed, and the Fruition has been attained. You... take care of yourself." After speaking, he pointed a finger, and a radiant road to the Tongtian pointed towards the Western Desert.
The monks ascended the main road, collecting the remains of the deceased along the way, chanting Wangsheng Mantra in the Pure Land, and praying for the souls of the departed.
They have much to do; even if it is arduous and difficult, they must rebuild Shakya Sect...
"Who knows if the so-called 'seeing through' and 'letting go' are right or wrong?" The Time Avatar murmured atop the Saint Cliff, then laughed it off.
As for why he saved the old monkey and then gave him some pointers, the reason was the same as his treatment of Zhang Lin, the Fifth Generation Source Heavenly Master.
He is no longer the young man from Purple Mountain he once was.
An emperor must possess magnanimity to achieve great things...