Disaster comes from the mouth

The Holy Son's expression darkened, and he used his finger as a pen to write the message:

[Seven: What happened? Didn't you leave the Western Regions?]

His brushstrokes were swift and rapid, almost like cursive script.

But there was no response for a long time. After about half a cup of tea's time, someone finally replied, but it wasn't Li Miaozhen, but Chu Yuanzhen:

[Part Four: Buddha, the Buddha has arrived]

Li Lingsu felt a chill run through her body, as if a cold snake was crawling down her spine, up her spine and up to the top of her head, making her scalp tingle instantly.

[Seven: What happened?]

[Seven: Didn't we just say that the Buddha had lost his Fate and could no longer expand?]

[Seven: Say something!]

He sent three letters in a row, but they disappeared without a trace, receiving no response.

Li Lingsu sprang up from her chair, gripping the Earth Book Fragment tightly in her hand. She turned to look at the four Ji, her voice sharp:

"The Buddha has arrived."

The four princesses immediately looked over, their expressions slightly changing. Yeji pressed for an answer:

What does it mean that the Buddha has come?

The young girl, Lingji, looked around in terror and silently moved closer to Youji.

Li Lingsu originally intended to show them the Earth Book, but then remembered that the contents of the message had been lost, and explained in a very fast voice:

"My companion sent me a letter, urging me to quickly invite Master Shenshu to Leizhou for assistance."

Leizhou was the westernmost prefecture of the Great Feng, bordering the Western Regions.

Why Leizhou?

As Yeji got up and walked outside, she asked.

How would I know that Li Lingsu shook her head, and she and the three girls followed Yeji's steps out of the main hall. After several leaps and bounds through the pavilions of Nanhua Temple, they arrived outside the Tower of Sealing.

The tower gate was tightly closed, with only a faint glimmer of light shining through the crack.

With an air of elegance befitting a noblewoman Youji stepped forward, raised her hand, her silk sleeve slipping down, and with a slight bend of her snow-white wrist, knocked on the tower door, whispering:

"Master Shenshu, have you finished your cultivation?"

When Yeji arrived, Shenshu was cultivating, and Li Lingsu learned about the results of the exploration of the Western Regions from the Earth Book chat group. Knowing that Li Miaozhen and the others were safe, she did not disturb the Half-Step Martial God.

He even dreamed of having a romantic encounter with the beautiful Fox Race, each with their own unique charm.

Of course, after learning that these Fox Race women were Xu Qi'an's concubines, the Holy Son stopped paying them any attention.

"What is it!"

Shenshu, resonant voice came from inside the tower.

Youji succinctly recounted the events to Shenshu.

The tower gate opened automatically, and candlelight poured out like flowing water, revealing Shenshu figure who slowly stepped out.

His appearance had changed drastically. He was seven feet tall, no different from an adult male, with handsome features and a fair complexion. He was a young monk with a very good appearance.

This is his original form, or more accurately, the original form of Shenshu, not the Asura King.

The physical characteristics of the Asura Tribe are too obvious. If Shenshu were to resemble the Asura King, the Nine-Tailed Fox would not be unaware that her father is the Asura King.

It was even more impossible for Shenshu to have kept it a secret from the monks while he was practicing in Aranda.

"I see."

Shenshu nodded slightly, and the next moment, his figure disappeared before everyone's eyes.

The Imperial Study.

Holding the Earth Book Fragment, Huaiqing suddenly stood up, his clear, deep eyes staring intently at the outside of the hall.

Wei Yuan, Zhao Shou, and Wang Zhenwen, three powerful figures, did not leave and remained in the imperial study.

Seeing Huaiqing's strong reaction, the three of them simultaneously turned their gazes to the stunningly beautiful Empress.

"The message from the Earth Book says: The Buddha has arrived."

Huaiqing took a deep breath and said:

They are currently in Leizhou.

Wei Yuan, Zhao Shou, and Wang Zhenwen were startled and stood up from their seats, their expressions changing slightly or becoming solemn.

Zhao Shou pondered for a moment and said:

"Did the Buddha encompass the entire Western Regions? Where did he Fate?"

Wang Zhenwen snorted coldly:

"Either He had a trump card up his sleeve that helped Him complete the final step, or it was a gift from some old friend."

The four people Shaman God Cult were all exceptionally intelligent; this kind of question was no challenge for them.

"What a risky move," Wei Yuan sighed.

He comforted him, saying:

" With Shenshu intervention, they should be able to block the Buddha."

Zhao Shou glanced at him, his face full of disapproval, but he did not refute him.

Huaiqing rebuilt the large chair from sandalwood, her slender, jade-like fingers quickly writing among the Earth Book Fragment:

[Part 1: Xu Ningyan Xu Ningyan

Yierbu rode the dark light, soaring high in the sky, the vast earth passing beneath him.

He had just arrived in Yuzhou when he suddenly saw two streaks of dark light flashing in front of him, and the two sides came face to face.

"The Great Shaman?"

Yierbu was surprised, delighted, and bewildered.

"What brings you to the Central Plains?"

Leading the group was Salun Agu, dressed in a wizard's robe, with his white hair braided into small plaits and a white beard covering half his face.

Accompanying them was the Wuda Baota.

Salun Agu did not answer, but asked:

"The item was given to the Buddha?"

Yierbu nodded, then sighed:

"The Yan Kingdom is likely to face a series of natural disasters."

Just like the Great Feng, which lost half of its National Fate back then.

Wuda Baota said calmly:

It doesn't matter anymore.

Indeed, once the Shaman God breaks free of the seal, he will assimilate the Northeast like the Buddha, plundering the Fate of the Nine Provinces, and the Yan Kingdom will soon cease to exist. Yierbu said calmly.

"I know, you don't need to tell me."

Fortunately, although the Three Kingdoms region was assimilated by the Shaman God, cultivators who practiced the Shaman System were able to survive, and in the future, they would be blessed by the Shaman God —no, by the Heavenly Dao—and live forever.

In the words of the Great Shaman, the Shaman God can modify the laws of heaven and earth, and endow the Shaman System with divine powers.

Where is Rain Master Nalan?

"Yierbu asked."

Salun Agu laughed:

"Giving such a vast territory as the Northern Territory to Zhu Jiu would be a terrible waste!"

Yierbu's eyes widened, and he instantly understood where Nalan Tianlu had gone.

The Great Shaman intends to take advantage of the conflict between the Great Feng and the Buddhist Order to quickly conquer the territory of the northern barbarian demons.

In this way, the lost Fate of the Yan Kingdom can be replenished.

Killing three birds with one stone, brilliant!

Just then, Yierbu saw a group of Transcendent experts riding the wind from the south.

Upon closer inspection, they turned out to be the seven leaders of the Gu Race.

The other side had clearly also noticed the Transcendent experts from the Shaman God Cult. One of them, wearing a black cloak, suddenly unleashed his domain, casting a shadow over the six of them.

Be prepared to Shadow Jump at any time.

The old woman, Heaven Gu Granny, with her full head of silver hair and a cane, nodded slightly to Salun Agu.

The Great Shaman smiled and nodded in return.

"What are you people from the Shaman God Cult doing here?"

A woman draped in a light veil, with a graceful figure, curvaceous body, and a delicate, alluring face, frowned and questioned him.

Heaven Gu Granny led them to Leizhou, saying that a great calamity was imminent and they were going to check on the situation.

Her first impression on Yierbu was -- a slut!

She exudes a captivating charm with every gesture, as if she were born to seduce men.

Yierbu didn't know her, but he recognized this kind of tactic, so he figured she must be the current leader of the Love Gu Tribe.

"Of course, we've come to see what trump cards the Great Feng has up its sleeve."

Yierbu chuckled:

"Perhaps, let's see how the Buddha slaughtered the Great Feng and Transcendent."

Luan Yu's charming face instantly darkened.

Leizhou border.

A small town, dark red flesh and blood, like a tidal wave, washes over the town's streets and houses, the blood vessels of which are clearly visible, sticking to the houses and covering the ground.

It was nighttime, and most residents were asleep, as silent as their houses, making no sound.

But the town's only brothel was still brightly lit, and the town's wealthy men were still enjoying themselves there.

They might be drinking with women in their arms, listening to opera, or already intimately embracing in bed, performing forbidden arts in the realm of alchemy.

But as the dark red tide of flesh and blood surged in, the patrons and prostitutes in the brothel screamed and rushed out of the rather grand-looking building.

Then, like ants stuck in thick syrup, they struggled in the dark red flesh and blood. As their struggles lessened, the fear on their faces gradually subsided, and they sat cross-legged with their hands clasped together, like the most devout believers.

They were gradually assimilated by flesh and blood.

Call out!

A whooshing sound came from the sky, and pieces of withered branches fell from the sky, reaping the heads of the residents who had become devout believers.

Flesh and blood surged up like a fountain, blocking and then devouring the sword formation made of withered branches.

In the far distance of the sky, Chu Yuanzhen's robes were tattered, he held a broken sword in his hand, and blood trickled from the corner of his mouth.

Asuro, Daoist Jinlian, Arhat Du'e, Li Miaozhen, as well as Sun Xuanji and Master Hengyuan, all had wounds on their bodies, bearing the marks of the great battle.

Calling it a great battle is an understatement. A more accurate description would be that they barely escaped with their lives from the Buddha's clutches, thanks to Sun Xuanji's quick thinking and Asuro's ability to withstand the pressure.

They had previously met on a mountain peak on the border of Leizhou to discuss the situation in the Western Regions, and described and analyzed the Buddha's condition to the Empress through Earth Book.

They had planned to stay in Leizhou for a few days to observe, but that very night, they saw a dark red tide surging towards Leizhou under the moonlight, covering everything in its path with flowing blood and flesh.

"How could He have crossed the Western Regions and invaded the Central Plains?"

Asuro, his chest heaving violently, looked bewildered at the sight before him.

Based on their previous speculation, the Buddha's expansion required Fate, yet He not only annexed the entire Western Regions but also began to expand haphazardly towards the Central Plains?

If that's the case, why did He kill them before He was in the Western Regions?

"No the same!"

Chu Yuanzhen, with his keen observation skills, whispered:

"He revealed his 'true form,' but in the Western Regions, he was covered in sand and soil, as if the mountains and rivers had come to life. He also revealed this appearance when he crossed the border while chasing the Arhat Du'e."

"In other words, Leizhou at this moment is to Him what the Western Regions were like before, where He lacked the Fate to assimilate them."

"So why is this happening?" Li Miaozhen didn't want to hear the reasoning process; she only wanted to know the result.

Daoist Jinlian remained vigilant and began to explain:

"Have you noticed that although He 'occupied' Leizhou, He did not assimilate Leizhou? This illustrates two points: First, without sufficient Fate, He could not assimilate the Central Plains Western Regions."

"Second, He transforms believers, and then swallows them up."

What does this mean?

A thought flashed through everyone's minds: Fight for territory, Fate!

Just like Xu Pingfeng last year.

The Arhat Du'e clasped his hands in prayer:

"This is what is known as the Great Calamity; the day the Transcendent Rank revives will surely devour the Central Plains."

Compared to large-scale battles, this kind of gradual encroachment is a thousand times, ten thousand times more terrifying.

In a battle between two armies, there is always a winner and a loser, and there is room for maneuver.

But who could stop the Buddha's expansion?

These Transcendent experts could only offer some insignificant obstruction from a distance; they dared not approach at all.

"Although He charged forward like fire, unstoppable in His momentum, He seemed to be constrained, His movements hindered."

Sun Xuanji quickly wrote in cursive script on the paper and showed it to everyone.

What he meant was that although the Buddha was powerful and invincible, when he transformed into a raging tide to devour everything, his enormous body also became a burden, making him unable to go wherever he wanted like an individual.

This appears to be the corresponding cost.

Suddenly, the dark red substance rose up and solidified into a blurry human figure, vaguely resembling a bald monk with indistinct facial features and a body that was simply outlined as a human.

But he had a pair of solid, emotionless eyes.

They silently observed the Transcendent experts of the Great Feng.

Senior Brother Sun, are you really not Zhong Li in disguise? You'd better not offer your opinion. Li Miaozhen's heart skipped a beat. Looking at the expressions of the others, she knew that they all thought the same thing as her.