Chapter 430: Chapter 264 Buddha’s Son Guards the Forbidden Area_2

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These few individuals either succumbed in the midst of facing great foes or already ascended to the Buddha’s seat on Ling Mountain, overlooking the world with hearts filled with compassion, providing salvation for all beings.

Unless one beheld this Buddha child with their own eyes and fully practiced the Six Penetrations of the Buddhist Gate, only those Buddhas on Ling Mountain, who had survived countless ages, could grasp the Six Penetrations. Even Bodhisattvas and Arhats might not fully comprehend them.

Exactly because they recognized this, when such a Buddha child appeared in the Heavenly Dragon Zen Temple, mastering the Six Penetrations without having attained Buddha status, even the venerable ones had to bow their heads in respect.

When a venerable one asked if anyone could forcibly defy this Buddha child’s will and bring him back, even the most arrogant fell silent at this moment. Bring him back? They would have to be joking. They would be lucky if they could avoid being knocked down in retaliation.

In the silence, eventually, a venerable one broke the quiet, providing a way out for many of his fellow disciples by saying,

“Why should we disrupt our own formation here? Didn’t the Buddha child say before he left? He’d return in as short as three years or in as long as five. It is merely one meditation session for us. We don’t need to go against the Buddha child’s will. Let him go!”

“Amitabha! Elder brother’s words are indeed wise!”

“Well said, well said! This humble monk also concurs. In this world, there should be no demon capable of harming the Buddha child. We need not worry about his safety!”

“What we discuss today must not be spoken of again and should never reach the ears of the seventh person. Otherwise, our fellow disciples will surely ridicule us.”

“It shall be done.”

Meanwhile, many venerables in the Heavenly Dragon Zen Temple deep in deliberation, leading to chaos among the Buddha’s disciples, the current Buddha child, Fayuan, had already stepped into the Land of ghostly floating.

He saw-

Mountains without vegetation, peaks that didn’t pierce the sky, ridges where no traveler trod, caves that don’t admit clouds, streams that do not flow. Ghostly figures lurked along the shore, evildoers crammed beneath the ridges. Cave hearts housed wandering spirits; the bottom of the stream hid evil souls.

“Amitabha!”

In such a dangerous place, the young monk’s expression did not change at all. He even descended from the empty space to the ground, stepping on piles of grayish-white bones, and walked forward as if measuring this dangerous land with his own feet.

Suddenly, the young monk lowered his head to look at a half burled skull amidst the sand and shattered bones. As he observed, a dim soul fire ignited within the skull that had multiple openings.

“Hehe! Where did you come from, monk? You are quite spiritually perceptive, but it’s a pity that it’s not very useful.”

“This humble monk, Fayuan from Heavenly Dragon Zen Temple!”

The young monk calmly watched the skeletal demon in front of him rise. In the process of getting up, this incomplete body continuously absorbed the surrounding debris and quickly formed a relatively complete body.

“Heavenly Dragon Zen Temple? It seems familiar. What are you doing here instead of chanting scriptures in the temple? This is not a place for you. I am in a good mood today and don’t want to eat humans. You can leave now!”

Even though it supposedly had a relatively complete body, the teetering skeletal figure was surprisingly generous to Fayuan, gesturing him with its hand.

As a ghostly demon in the underworld, sparing a young, vibrant, and lively monk who broke in was a rare act of kindness, even if it was just a whim.

“You’ve eaten humans before?”

Although it was rare for the demon to be kind, the young monk did not focus on this. Instead, he highlighted the key point, and even his flat tone changed slightly.

“Hehe, of course, I’ve eaten humans. I’ve grown tired of it. Back in the day, when I descended to the mortal realm with my lord, a great human nation collapsed. There were humans everywhere. Men, women, old, young, stir-fried, boiled, cooked, fried—I’ve tried all kinds of flavors!”

Upon hearing the young monk’s question, the skeletal demon immediately let out a scoffing laugh full of mockery and disdain.

Asking whether it, a demon in the underworld, had ever eaten a human was indeed a joke. It was as ridiculous as asking a tiger or leopard in the human world if it had ever eaten meat.

“Amitābha!”

The young monk, upon hearing this, manifested a look of compassion. His eyes drooped slightly, his palms pressed together, and he chanted a Buddhist name. By the time his eyes opened again, all sense of harmony had disappeared, replaced by an utterly tranquil but deadly aura.

“What about it, little monk? I, in a fit of kindness today, have given you a chance to flee. But not only do you not escape, you even intend to attack me? Do you know what this place is? Do you know who I am?”

“Just a demon that needs purification!”

As his words faded, the young monk struck out with his palm, radiant golden Buddha light shimmering in his hand. Within it, the image of a dragon began to rise, its scales, and every detail present, as if a true Heavenly Dragon coiled in the young monk’s palm.

Boom

As his palm struck, the skeletal figure, cobbled together from shattered bone and fragments, exploded instantly. Under the weight of his Buddha light and the droning of the dragon chant, it was obliterated and purified, leaving no trace.

“Hehe, interesting. Strong determination. But do you not see, that was merely a soul aura that I let out? Even if you destroy it with Divine Power, what use is it? To you, I am omnipresent.”

Amid the eerie laughter, a ghostly flame ignited in front of the young monk, followed by a second, then a third, till thousands of soul flames sparked around the young monk in the blink of an eye.

Thousands of skeletons began to sway and stand from the earth that concealed them. They twisted their skulls, all setting their sights on the young monk.

This was an incredibly horrifying scene. Ordinary people, even cultivators with weak wills, if stared down by so many skeletons and demons, would likely break down in terror. No one would be surprised if they were scared to death.

“Little monk, I have 36,000 bone avatars, most of which are transformed from the humans I’ve consumed. Even if I tell you this, what can you do? Can you kill me? Hehehe.”

The mocking laughter echoed from all directions. After his initial strike, the young monk made no further moves, no matter how the demon taunted him, his expression hardly changed.

Hum~

The next moment, a long and deep dragon chant echoed out, and in the skull of the closest skeletal demon to the young monk, a dragon bathed in Buddha light suddenly emerged. The dragon coiled itself, directly extinguishing the soul flame within the skull.

“What is this…”

The immediate change caught the demon, incarnated in thousands, off guard, it did not understand how its avatar had vanished, but it understood in the next moment.

Hum~

Hum~

Dragon chants of both high and low frequency echoed out. Buddha light dragon shadows appeared within the skulls of the bone avatars and as each dragon chant sounded, it signified an avatar being obliterated and purified by Buddha light.

In a single breath, thousands of standing skeletons were swallowed by corresponding dragon shadows and their wavering soul flames were also extinguished by the Buddha light.

“No!”

At this moment, the demon, capable of thousands of incarnations, noticed something was wrong. With a terrified scream, it noticed the dragon shadow, which was spreading towards the origin of its divided soul flames.

“Little monk, don’t, no, Master, please spare my life!”

Without saying a word, the young monk impassively watched as one shadow dragon after another charged out of the sea of skeletons, and then, amid the demon’s screams, pleas for mercy, and hysterical curses, he continued his journey.

Soon, the young monk passed through the sea of white bones. What filled his sight was a sea of blood. The whole sky seemed to be dyed by fresh blood, beneath which lay an endless, dark sea.

In the heart of the sea, there were no water clan members, only wandering spirits and resentful Grudge Ghosts. They seethed and churned when they sensed a living being approaching them.

The young monk merely glanced at the boiling black sea, then directed his gaze to the sky above the sea. Underneath the blood-red dome of the sky, there were no unusual signs. But moments later, with a flash of golden light, a Taoist standing on a treasure lotus appeared.