I Am Such An Expert; Why Do I Have To Take In Disciples

Chapter 477

Chapter 477 Breaking Your Spirit Mountain’s Trillion Qi River

“Coming, coming! Master, I’m here!”

A golden light flew out of Ye Xiao’s body and suddenly formed a huge divine wolf that pounced towards Patriarch Hongjun’s body.

Divine power erupted and directly collided mercilessly with Patriarch Hongjun.

At this moment, even Patriarch Hongjun’s Great Void God Armor trembled from the impact.

“It’s you!”

Patriarch Hongjun’s pupils constricted, and his eyes instantly turned cold.

“That’s right! It’s me! Hongjun, you despicable little bastard! Back then, when Pangu died, you snatched the Jade Creation Butterfly and evolved it into the Heaven Dao. You even wanted to subdue all of us and completely fuse with you!

“Unfortunately, you didn’t catch me!

“Today, it’s time for me to settle the score with you.”

Patriarch Hongjun snorted.

“Do you think I’m afraid of you? For so many years, I’ve suppressed you completely. You’ve been wandering in the entire three worlds like a dog.”

“Since you’ve come out to die today, I’ll make sure that you never escape from my hands.”

“Then why don’t you give it a try!”

Wang Cai erupted with two more attacks. The barrier evolved from Patriarch Hongjun’s Great Void God Armor began to tremble endlessly, as if it would break at any moment.

“In the legends, the heavens gave birth to 50 Daos but one escaped. Could this be the one that escaped? It’s indeed a heaven-defying creation and is incomparably powerful! It’s actually able to compete with Patriarch Hongjun even when he’s wearing Great Void God Armor!”

The people from the three worlds could not help but sigh.

The situation of the battle at this moment was simply unbelievable.

Both sides had endless means and had already reached their peak. It was unknown what other methods they could unleash.

Patriarch Hongjun was beaten back repeatedly.

However, he did not admit defeat.

“Lu Xiaoran, don’t be smug too early. You only have one fragment of the Jade Creation Butterfly, but I have 49 fragments of the Jade Creation Butterfly! Even in terms of numbers, you’re not my match.”

As soon as he finished speaking, he directly summoned his intrinsic Dharma treasurethe Jade Creation Butterfly!

A huge jade butterfly appeared and emitted a vast holy might as it fought Wang Cai.

The people from the three worlds could not help but shudder.

Too powerful!

Patriarch Hongjun also took out his Jade Creation Butterfly.

These two strongest experts of the three worlds had risked their lives.

“Strange, according to normal logic, Patriarch Hongjun clearly has more Creation Jade Butterfly fragments than the other party. Why are the two of them evenly matched?”

In fact, what everyone did not know was that Patriarch Hongjun had a total of 50 Jade Creation Butterfly fragments!

However, for so many years, not only had he never added anything to the other party, but he had also constantly absorbed the Primordial Purple Qi from the Jade Butterfly fragments and refined it for his own use.

As for Lu Xiaoran, he had benefited from Wang Cai.

After Lu Xiaoran obtained the Supreme Primordial Art, not only did he cultivate it himself, but he also gave a portion of the Primordial Purple Qị he cultivated to Wang Cai.

If not for that, with his monstrous talent, he would have long increased to a cultivation similar to Patriarch Hongjun.

However, this was also a relatively safe choice!

If Lu Xiaoran focused all his strength on himself, he would lose everything once he lost!

If he scattered his strength a little, he could attack from multiple fronts.

It was definitely unrealistic for him to invest all the strength onto himself to deal with Patriarch Hongjun.

This was because Patriarch Hongjun had fused with the Heaven Dao and could also be separated from it!

The Heaven Dao was these 49 Jade Creation Butterfly fragments!

They had the same strength as Patriarch Hongjun!

It was somewhat difficult for Lu Xiaoran to fight two people alone.

As for his avatars, they were not of much use. After all, at his level, Patriarch Hongjun could also have thousands of avatars.

It was also unrealistic to use his avatars and use numbers to suppress the other party.

Therefore, he had to ensure that other than himself, he also had a helper whose strength was comparable to his.

Soon, Wang Cai and the Heaven Dao also fell into a stalemate.

At this moment, as long as School Master Tongtian was willing to fuse with Lu Xiaoran’s body… Or rather, if Lige could capture Grand Supreme Elder and let Lu Xiaoran devour him, his strength would increase again.

At that time, the outcome of this battle would be decided!

However, at this moment, tens of thousands of golden lights suddenly shot over from the direction of the West Heaven Spirit Mountain!

Although the power contained in these golden lights was not very powerful, they were mixed with dense Buddhist power!

These forces had already formed a new power of laws. Text © owned by NôvelDrama.Org.

Seeing this scene, Hongjun could not help but smile. “Lu Xiaoran, it’s over. Your end has already arrived.”

Lu Xiaoran swept his gaze in the direction of the Spirit Mountain. Those golden Buddhist lights indeed made his expression become somewhat solemn.

He could clearly sense that the power inside was different from the laws of this world.

“Are you very surprised? Do you know why I chose to support the West Heaven Spirit Mountain back then? Do you know why I allowed the West Heaven Spirit Mountain to become the sect with the most incense offerings in the three worlds?

“I had long expected this day to come.

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“If this day comes, I can’t guarantee that I can deal with you with my strength alone.

“Therefore, I used the West Heaven Spirit Mountain to gather the geniuses of the three worlds and got them to all cultivate the Buddhist Dao.

“When the strength of a Buddha reaches a certain limit, it would be enough to compare to the strength of the ancient True BuddhaAmitabha!

“I have to admit that you’re indeed very powerful and scheming. You know how to nurture another Jade Creation Butterfly.

“However, you’re not the only one with brains. I also know how to be cautious.

“For so many years, I have also been constantly setting up backup plans!

“The power of the Spirit Mountain is another Dharma treasure I prepared to restrain you.”

Lu Xiaoran’s expression was cold.

Amitabha was an ancient Buddha in the Buddhist Sect.

He had strength not inferior to a Chaos Demon God.

If the Western Spirit Mountain used the strength of countless Buddhas to form a force comparable to him, it would be enough to suppress Yun Lige and the others.

If Lige and the others were suppressed and were unable to take down Grand Supreme Elder, there was a chance for Lu Xiaoran to lose this battle!

At this moment, seeing the Buddhas of the West Heaven Spirit Mountain arrive, Jie Yin immediately shouted,

“Buddhas of the Western Heaven, listen to my orders and set up the Ten Thousand Buddha Formation!”

After the order was given, all the Buddhas, Bodhisattvas, Arhats, and Bodhi Supremes gathered together and formed a huge golden Buddha!

After this huge golden Buddha was formed, the strength of the three of them suddenly increased rapidly.

In the blink of an eye, their cultivation had more than doubled!

Because of this, the pressure on Fang Tianyuan and the others suddenly increased!

In the blink of an eye, the few of them were beaten back repeatedly, and golden blood surged out of their bodies.

At the same time, a figure in an old kasaya appeared at the foot of the West Heaven Spirit Mountain.

He looked at the Spirit Mountain in front of him, his eyes filled with emotions and nostalgia.

Not long ago, he had made a grand wish to go to the Netherworld and obtain luck and opportunities for the Buddhist Sect!

For this grand wish, he was willing to sacrifice his freedom and lock himself in the eighteen levels of hell for tens of thousands of years.

“Amitabha!”

After chanting a Buddhist proclamation, he began to walk towards the Spirit Mountain.

On this Spirit Mountain, there was a fief that belonged to his bloodline.

Over there, all the believers of Ksitigarbha could obtain happiness!

However, he did not find that place even after walking for a long time.

He thought that he had gone the wrong way because he had not returned to the Spirit Mountain for a long time and was not familiar with the memories here.

Or rather, Buddha and the others had made new plans for the Spirit Mountain.

However, despite trying to comfort himself, he still didn’t find what he wanted to find.

In the end, he found a group of ragged believers that looked identical to him in the corner of the fief.

Not only were their clothes tattered, but they were also so thin that they were only skin and bones.

Everyone’s eyes were dim and listless.

Everyone seemed to be about to die at any moment.

How was this the Western Paradise?

What was the difference between this and the eighteenth level of hell he was in?

“Pfft! Jieyin! Zhunti! Gautama! Randeng! Guanyin! Is this how you treat me? Is this how you treat my believers?”

He spat out a mouthful of blood, dying his tattered clothes red.

This commotion instantly made the believers tremble and look up.

The moment they saw Ksitigarbha, their eyes, which had long dried up and were unable to shed any more tears, miraculously squeezed out tears again.

Perhaps they were touched!

Perhaps it was hope after despair!

Or perhaps, it was because they had suffered for tens of thousands of years!

At this moment, none of them could help it.

“Ksitigarbha! Is that really you?”

“Ksitigarbha! You’re really back.”

Ksitigarbha wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and looked at his believers, choking.

“I’ve let you down. It’s all my fault. If not for me, you wouldn’t have ended up like this.”

“Ksitigarbha! Wuwuwu… you’ve finally returned!”

“Why don’t you guys leave? Why did you choose to stay?”

“In the past tens of thousands of years, we’ve thought of leaving countless times. However, we know that if we stay here, you will always have a place on the Spirit Mountain. If we leave, you will really have no roots here.”

The words and cries of the believers were like sharp swords that pierced fiercely into Ksitigarbha’s heart, making his heart ache.

However, at this moment, a few Buddhas from other factions flew over proudly on auspicious clouds.

“You commoners! Why are you still staying on the Spirit Mountain?”