We Agreed On Experiencing Life, So Why Did You Immortals Become Real?

Chapter 277: Buddha Can Kill Me, But Not This One

Kongnian Temple.

Of the Western Regionʼs Ten Great Buddhist Temples, only this one remained.

Over these nearly three years, the Ten Great Buddhist Temples had all become clear about Xiao Moʼs strength.

Therefore, they simply did not plan to clash head-on with Xiao Mo.

These years, if their temples were controlled by Xiao Mo, so be it. They traded space for time, all for this final battle.

And within Kongnian Templeʼs great hall, the ten Ascension realm abbots of the Buddhist sects stood before the Buddha statue.

After two to three years of arrangement, the large formation engraved around this Buddha statue had finally been completed a month ago.

The formation centered on the Buddha statue, connecting to all of Kongnian Temple, and simultaneously connecting to the entire Western Regionʼs Buddhist fortune.

Now, they waited for Xiao Mo to come.

They also believed Xiao Mo would definitely come because everything Xiao Mo had done indicated that his ambition was not merely to be Demon Lord, but to be supreme lord of the entire Western Region!
Therefore, he definitely wanted this Buddhist fortune.

”Master Xu Jing, how is Junior Disciple Wangxin?” the abbot of Clear Porridge Temple asked Xu Jing. ”This Demon-Subduing Grand Formation would be most perfect with Junior Disciple Wangxinʼs Seven-Aperture Exquisite Heart protecting it.”

”Wangxin has known Xiao Mo since childhood. Their feelings for each other are too deep. I have not told Wangxin about these matters, nor do I want Wangxin to be involved in these things,” Xu Jing raised his head to look at the Buddha statue before him. ”The survival or extinction of the Buddhist sect, let us old folks handle it. Why trouble the younger generation?”

Two and a half years ago, after Wangxin broke through delusion to enter the Immortal realm and wanted to go find Xiao Mo, Xiao Mo happened to come to Kongnian Temple and knocked Wangxin unconscious with one blade strike.

Moreover, Xiao Mo had set up a technique around Wangxinʼs courtyard, forbidding anyone from entering or leaving.

For these two and a half years, Wangxin had continuously tried to sneak out of the courtyard but always failed.

Xu Jing even occasionally reinforced the barrier.

He believed that even if their Buddhist sect ultimately was defeated, Xiao Mo would not harm Wangxin, provided Wangxin did not participate in battle.

Hearing Master Xu Jingʼs firm tone, everyone felt somewhat regretful but said nothing more.

They all looked at the compassionate Buddha statue before them, not knowing whether the Buddhist pathʼs ancestors would bless these unworthy descendants in this final battle.

Gradually, the breaking dawnʼs morning sun shone into the great hall. The blood-red morning glow seemed to drape this clay Buddha statue in a red kasaya.

The sky had become clear.

”Everyone, please prepare. We should welcome Benefactor Xiao,” Xu Jing said slowly.

”Amitabha Buddha.”

The nine Ascension realm abbots simultaneously chanted the Buddhaʼs name.

Their voices, accompanied by Kongnian Templeʼs bell tolling to signal enemy attack, gradually drifted far away...

At the same time, above Kongnian Templeʼs sky, fifty thousand demonic sect cultivators all arrived.

At the very front of the fifty thousand demonic cultivators, a man sat atop a floating scabbard.

One foot on the scabbard, one hand holding a vermillion wine gourd, drinking what little Sanglu wine remained inside.

The demonic sect disciples looked at this final pure land of the Buddhist sect. Every demonic path cultivatorʼs eyes flickered with fervor.

The Buddhist sect and demonic sects had clashed countless times.

Though the demonic sects had gained considerable advantages several times, this was the first time the demonic sects had pushed the Buddhist sect to this extent.

They even believed that from today forward, the Buddhist sect would henceforth submit to the demonic sects!

No other reason.

As long as it was something the Demon Lord wanted to do, in all these years, they had never seen the Demon Lord fail even once.

As bell tolls spread through Kongnian Templeʼs mountain forest, the final forty thousand Buddhist disciples still resisting stood ready for battle.

Shortly after, the ten Buddhist temple abbots walked before the forty thousand Buddhist disciples.

”Amitabha Buddha,” Abbot Xu Jing chanted the Buddhaʼs name and saluted Xiao Mo with palms pressed together. ”This old monk Xu Jing greets Benefactor Xiao.”

Xiao Mo put down the wine gourd and hung it at his waist, ”The Ten Great Buddhist Temple abbots have avoided battle for these two to three years. Now you must be prepared?”

”Barely adequate,” Xu Jing looked calmly at Xiao Mo. ”If possible, this old monk also does not hope this great battle will occur. If Benefactor Xiao can withdraw his troops, that would be best.”

Xiao Mo smiled faintly, ”Does Master Xu Jing think thatʼs possible?”

”Then thereʼs no way around it...” Xu Jing sighed. ”Everyone, please.”

Xiao Moʼs eyes gradually became sharp. His palm swept forward, and he said coldly, ”Kill!”

”Kill!”

”Kill!”

The fifty thousand demonic sect cultivators who had waited so long could wait no longer. All charged toward the Buddhist temple!

Over these years, the demonic sects had never tasted defeat once. Their morale could be said to have reached its peak!

Xu Jing activated Kongnian Templeʼs mountain-protecting grand formation.

Just as the fifty thousand demonic cultivators were about to touch the mountain-protecting grand formation, Xiao Mo slashed down with his blade.

”Boom!”

Only a tremendous sound was heard.

That mountain-protecting grand formationʼs spiritual power barrier shattered completely.

Fifty thousand demonic cultivators and forty thousand Buddhist sect disciples clashed together.

Xiao Moʼs figure also disappeared.

When Xiao Mo reappeared, he had already fought the Ten Great Buddhist Temple abbots into the high heavens.

Violent spiritual power swept across the entire sky.

Xiao Mo swung his blade downward. Domineering blade energy and blood-killing energy fused, like ocean waves, wanting to shatter the entire firmament.

The ten Ascension realm old monks dared not take it head-on and could only evade.

”Suppress!”

The abbot of Clear Porridge Temple shouted loudly. A golden Buddha mountain pressed down toward Xiao Mo.

Xiao Mo merely raised his head and glanced indifferently.

In the next moment, Xiao Mo swung his blade.

”Boom!”

The black-red blade energy, like cutting through tofu, split this golden Buddha mountain in half.

The abbot of Plain Clothes Temple pulled off the plain cloth kasaya draped over his body.

The plain cloth kasaya rapidly expanded until it covered the sky and sun, then covered toward Xiao Mo.

Yet Xiao Mo still swung several blade strikes. The plain cloth kasaya suddenly swelled, then burst into countless fragments that fell like snowflakes.

Everyoneʼs brows furrowed.

Every immortal weapon had its own abilities but the immortal weapon in Xiao Moʼs hand had not displayed any these years.

Later they speculated this was not to say Xiao Mo had not used the immortal weaponʼs special ability.

Rather, the ability of the immortal weapon in Xiao Moʼs hand was ”sharpness.”

This demonic blade Ranmo had taken ”sharpness” to its extreme.

As if everything in the world was merely a bubble to the long blade in Xiao Moʼs hand.

The offensives of the Clear Porridge Temple abbot and Plain Clothes Temple abbot were easily neutralized. Xiao Mo once again charged forward.

In Xiao Moʼs view, these ten Buddhist abbots working together were indeed much more difficult to deal with than the Nine Great Demonic Sect masters from before.

At that time, the Nine Great Demonic Sect masters each had different thoughts, were scattered like sand, and even guarded against each other but now, these ten Buddhist sect masters were like one whole.

Of all the great battles in this life, Xiao Mo felt this was the most troublesome.

”Heaven and Earth Illusory Red.”

Xiao Mo called out low. Centered on him, everything within a thousand li radius turned blood-red.

He gripped the pitch-black long blade and stepped through the air step by step. Ranmoʼs blade spirit manifested behind Xiao Mo.

The originally miniature blade spirit now became the size of an ordinary person.

Ranmo embraced Xiao Moʼs neck from behind. Her form gradually dispersed and finally merged into the black robe on Xiao Moʼs body.

Watching Xiao Mo walk step by step closer, Xu Jing and the others were deeply alarmed, cold sweat involuntarily breaking out on their foreheads.

They had also experienced countless great battles and had faced powerful enemies in life-or-death struggles numerous times but this time, when Xiao Mo stood before them, they felt thorough and complete despair.

The abbot of Like Dreams Temple pressed his palms together, his mouth murmuring continuously. The scenery around Xiao Mo instantly distorted.

In the blink of an eye, mountain forests and temples disappeared. In their place, several Vajra Buddhas a hundred zhang tall surrounded Xiao Mo, as if to judge him.

Looking at these Vajra Buddhas, Xiao Moʼs eyes were indifferent as he shook his head. He kindly reminded them, ”What is most useless against me are illusion techniques.”

With those words, Xiao Mo did not even swing his blade. His surrounding blood-killing energy suddenly surged like boiling magma, completely destroying all those Vajra Buddhas.

The illusion shattered. Xiao Mo still stood in his original place, never having moved.

The Like Dreams Temple abbotʼs face paled. He groaned sullenly, fresh blood seeping from the corner of his mouth but at this moment, the Mandala Temple abbot swept his sleeve.

Countless golden mandala flower petals appeared out of thin air. Though they seemed to fall gently, each contained fierce Buddhist gang qi, rotating like blades cutting toward Xiao Mo.

”Iʼll assist you!”

At the same time, the Thousand Buddha Temple abbot struck out with his palm.

”Thousand Buddha Sanskrit Palm!”

The Thousand Buddha Temple abbotʼs palm wind transformed in the air into hundreds and thousands of golden palm prints, layer upon layer, surging like ocean waves.

The Hermit Temple abbotʼs form flickered and instantly disappeared from his original position.

In the next instant, he had silently appeared behind Xiao Mo. He extended his finger and casually pointed at Xiao Moʼs back.

The finger wind was condensed, silent and soundless.

Facing a three-way pincer attack, Xiao Mo also moved.

His foot lightly tapped. The scabbard beneath him issued a light hum.

The long blade ”Ranmo” in his hand traced a perfect arc.

The black-red blade light first precisely met that sky full of palm prints.

Where the blade light passed, those hundreds and thousands of palm prints shattered like bubbles one after another.

Xiao Moʼs blade light continued unabated and collided with that golden flower rain.

”Hiss!”

Dense cutting sounds rang out. The extremely sharp petals collided with even sharper blade energy and were instantly ground to powder, transforming into golden Buddhist light that dissipated.

And Xiao Mo, as if he had eyes in the back of his head, at the same time he swung his blade light, violently struck backward with his left elbow. Majestic blood-killing energy condensed at one point, perfectly colliding with the Hermit Temple abbotʼs soundless finger strike.

”Bang!”

A muffled air explosion sound rang out.

The Hermit Temple abbot only felt an irresistible tremendous force transmit through his fingertip. His entire arm instantly went numb.

As his qi and blood churned, he had no choice but to borrow the force to fly backward in retreat, then expel the blood-killing energy from his fingertip.

”Form the array,” Master Xu Jing slowly said.

The ten great abbotsʼ forms flashed, quickly occupying ten positions, surrounding Xiao Mo in the center.

They simultaneously chanted scriptures from their mouths. Brilliant golden light radiated from their bodies. The golden lights connected with each other, forming a huge golden Buddha seal in the air that slowly rotated, pressing down toward Xiao Mo.

This Buddha seal was as heavy as mountains and moreover carried vast righteous qi.

The Buddha seal had not yet completely descended, but the air below had already solidified.

Xiao Mo felt his entire body tighten. His movements were indeed affected somewhat.

He raised his head to look at that huge golden Buddha seal, ”Can Buddha truly suppress me?”

He gripped the blade with both hands and raised ”Ranmo” high above his head.

Majestic blood-killing energy, like a hundred rivers returning to the sea, madly surged into the blade. The blade became dark red, as if bearing endless slaughter.

”Break!”

With a low shout, Xiao Mo suddenly swung his blade upward!

That black-red blade light, condensed to the extreme and almost materialized, shot skyward.

It did not have the exaggerated momentum of previous blade energies, yet carried a determination to sever everything, fiercely cleaving at the Buddha sealʼs center!

”Crack!”

Only a crisp shattering sound was heard. Before that ultimate sharpness, the Buddha seal that had gathered the power of the ten great abbots actually began from the center, showing a clear crack.

The crack rapidly spread, instantly covering the entire Buddha seal.

”Boom!”

In the next instant, the golden Buddha seal exploded with a thunderous roar. Spiritual power rippled outward in circles, blowing away quite a few of the demonic cultivators and Buddhist disciples clashing in the air.

The ten abbots simultaneously shook violently, uniformly retreating several steps. Fresh blood seeped from the corners of all their mouths but in the next moment, Xu Jing extended his finger and pointed downward.

”Rumble...”

Kongnian Templeʼs main peak issued violent trembling.

Starting from the great hall, Buddhist light continuously spread outward.

Finally forming an obscure formation, the formationʼs patterns lit up with gentle yet firm golden light, faintly resonating with the Buddha statue itself. The entire Western Regionʼs remaining Buddhist fortune seemed to be gathering toward this place, forming an invisible pressure.

The golden body Buddha statue at the very front of the great hall overflowed with streams of light, then like weathering, transformed into golden sand and dust that continuously poured out and drifted far away, condensing into a gigantic golden body Buddha statue in the sky above the battlefield.

The Buddha statue lowered its head, looking down at Xiao Mo.

Xiao Mo also raised his head, looking at this golden body Buddha statue.

Just as when Xiao Mo had first come to Kongnian Temple.

”Legends say that in ancient times, when the ancestors of the Hundred Schools of Thought fought divine beings and successively perished, when the Buddhist ancestor fell, because he could not let go of the worldʼs common people, he finally transformed his body into a stone Buddha to watch over this human world. And that Buddha statue became the Buddhist sectʼs supreme treasure. I presume this is it?”

Xiao Mo spoke calmly.

”Precisely so,” Master Xu Jing nodded. ”This is our Buddhist sectʼs supreme treasure. We have never used it before. This is the first time. I never expected that after so many tens of thousands of years, we would still need to borrow our ancestorʼs power. This is truly sinful.”

”Xiao Mo,” the Mandala Temple abbot said sternly. ”Today, we will definitely suppress you here!”

”Then come try.”

With those words, Xiao Mo said no more. He raised his blade and walked forward.

That golden Buddha statue seemed to come alive, its eyes radiating dazzling golden light.

The formation patterns were like burning golden flames. Extremely solid golden chains containing Buddhist law power emerged from the formation, coiling toward Xiao Mo!

Xiao Mo swung his blade to slash at the first chains to arrive.

”Clang! Clang! Clang!”

The golden chains, like ordinary ropes, were all severed by Xiao Moʼs long blade, transforming into golden points of light that dissipated in the air.

Xiao Mo coldly surveyed his surroundings, then lowered his head. His gaze fell on that small courtyard on the mountain.

Finally, Xiao Mo withdrew his gaze and once again looked at the golden illusory great Buddha high in the sky, ”Buddha can kill me.”

”But not this one.”