Young White Horse: I, Ye Dingzhi, offer sacrifice to the Banner of Ten Thousand Souls.

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This is the ripples of space.

The path between these two realms was originally sealed, preventing the gods and Buddhas behind the clouds from entering this world.

However, this seal was broken several years ago.

As the clouds and mist dispersed, the entire temple was fully revealed to everyone.

This is a very large temple, filled with various Buddha statues, including stone Buddhas and golden Buddhas.

The Buddha statues are arranged in two rows, one on the left and one on the right, extending into the depths of the temple.

Under the sunlight, the golden Buddha glittered.

A soft chanting sound suddenly rang in everyone's minds.

"Look there!"

Lei Wujie's voice trembled, as if he had seen something extremely terrifying.

The others looked in the direction Lei Wujie was looking, and their bodies instantly froze.

In the open courtyard of the temple, there were piles of white flesh, all belonging to the monks.

The stone Buddha statues from before, with their eyes closed in devout prayer, were huddled together, their bodies wriggling like maggots. Their forms still shimmered in the sunlight, just as they had before.

"This is...this is?" Sikong Changfeng, his eyes wide open, took a step back.

"Buddha? This is Buddha?" Xiao Se said in disbelief.

Baili Dongjun slowly raised his head, squinting at the blinding sun overhead, confirming that he was not seeing things.

He continued to look into more places, and in the bright sunlight, the temple was filled with mountains of flesh.

Baili Dongjun took a deep breath, trembling, and passed through a huge gate. Another spacious courtyard came into view.

The place is still piled high with meat, but this time it's not just people anymore; there are other things too, like pigs.

They roared in agony, but the mountain of flesh formed by the devout-looking monks sank into it like mud.

Then he saw dogs, horses, cows, and donkeys.

At this moment, everyone's minds were in complete chaos, buzzing with confusion.

Suddenly, Lei Wujie pointed again.

"There... there..."

Sikong Changfeng stared stiffly at the main hall that Lei Wujie was pointing to. As his head tilted back higher and higher, his pupils shrank smaller and smaller.

"Buddha?"

Everyone stared in disbelief at the massive mass of creatures, at least twenty meters tall, in the main hall.

It was a huge, pink mountain of flesh, its skin, resembling the back of a toad, covered in thick, sticky blood.

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Various organs protrude in and out of that nauseating skin, twisting and turning with the writhing of its body.

This bizarre and disgusting thing was now covered with the same wriggling monks.

These monks are filling every gap in the "Buddha's" body with their own flesh and blood.

Everyone froze.

No one expected that such a terrifying scene would appear behind those clouds and mist.

At this time.

Suddenly, a tall figure flashed out from the temple, swiftly passing through the clouds and arriving above the surging, boiling sea, hovering in the void.

This was a tall, burly monk with a serious expression, a full head taller than Baili Dongjun, who was the tallest person present.

He stared at everyone without saying a word.

"Monk, is there something you need?" Baili Dongjun asked coldly, but his heart clenched instantly.

The tall monk leaned forward, carefully examining everyone present.

Then, a scene that sent chills down everyone's spines unfolded: a black tentacle, clearly soft and flexible with suction cups, emerged from the ordination scar on the top of the tall monk's head and stretched out longer and longer.

The strange tentacles, like a sea serpent swimming in the air, began to slowly twist around Baili Dongjun's head, as if sensing something.

“Amitabha, well said, benefactor, your heart is impure.”

Upon hearing this, the writhing mountain of flesh around the temple suddenly stopped, and all the monks stared intently at Baili Dongjun.

........ .... ...

"Fight him!" Seeing the situation developing into an irreversible trend, Baili Dongjun steeled his heart, drew his sword with one hand, and slashed fiercely at the tall monk in front of him.

With a "rip," the tall monk's tentacles, along with his clothes, were instantly severed, spraying out yellow-green pus continuously.

"run!"

With a loud shout, Baili Dongjun pushed off the ground with both feet, propelling his body three meters into the air as he rushed towards the outside of the stone tablet.

The others reacted immediately and fled towards the fairy island with all their might.

As soon as the group moved, everything in the temple behind the clouds began to change drastically. All the monks on the flesh mountain jumped down, passed through the clouds, and roared as they chased after the group.

But that wasn't enough. The ground suddenly trembled, almost causing everyone to lose their footing.

Baili Dongjun, who had already jumped to the stone tablet, subconsciously turned his head to look and found that the huge "Buddha" had passed through the clouds and was rolling towards him!

Everyone ran desperately towards Penglai Immortal Island.

A group of people ran, chased by a group of strange monks. Fortunately, the group's strength was not too bad. Although they were in danger several times, they were not caught.

Just as Baili Dongjun was about to turn another corner and reach the exit of Penglai Immortal Island, a monk wearing an abbot's robe blocked his path.

Without any hesitation, Baili Dongjun reached for the Killing Fear Sword at his waist, but the next second, his hand froze on the spot.

"Amitabha, benefactor, are you looking for this item?" Abbot Tuosha asked, his expression calm and unhurried, as if he were a normal person.

Baili Dongjun was greatly shocked. He was now in the Divine Realm, a peerless expert in the world.

As a result, his personal sword was taken away without a word!

He didn't feel a thing at all!

What kind of bizarre trick is this?!

"What exactly are you? And what is your purpose?!" Baili Dongjun asked coldly.

“Amitabha, please calm down, benefactor.” The abbot said slowly, “This world is sick, the people are suffering, and the world is in despair. Our Wanyang Temple is here only to save all sentient beings.”

Despite their terrifying and sinister appearance, these monks and abbots all spoke with compassionate expressions and calm tones.

They seemed like real monks or abbots.

"What a fine 'saving all living beings' statement! Since that's the case, then let us leave this place."

"Esteemed benefactors, the karma you bear is in the hands of heaven and earth. Before you begin this matter, you must calm your minds," the abbot said with a compassionate expression.

"Calm down?" Sikong Changfeng asked, puzzled.

“Amitabha, benefactors, your minds are not at peace; your hearts are sick.”

Before the abbot could finish speaking, Baili Dongjun quickly retorted in a stern tone, "I'm not sick!"

Chapter 93 The True Face of Extraterrestrial Gods and Buddhas, Li Hanyi is Arrested!

"What exactly is your purpose?" Baili Dongjun asked in a deep voice.

"Amitabha Buddha, the world is suffering, so the Buddha can only go to hell to hold a universal salvation ceremony for the world and deliver people from suffering."

The abbot had a compassionate expression. If one ignored the huge vertical eye, the size of a fist, that suddenly appeared from a crack on the back of his bald head, one might really mistake him for a highly accomplished monk.

"Form is not me... If it were me, form would not be sick or suffer. I desire form as it is... I do not desire form as it is... following one's desires. Therefore, know this..."

The abbot chanted sutras in a low voice, and the chanting grew louder and louder.

Together with the flesh-shaped monks who arrived from behind, they also began chanting scriptures.

"ah!".

Upon hearing the chanting, Lei Wujie felt a splitting headache, clutched his head tightly, and stared with bloodshot eyes.

The others weren't much better off. Even Baili Dongjun and Mo Yi, both at the Divine Realm of Profound Journey, felt an unbearable pain in their minds.

"The river... its waters come from the heavens!!!"

Despite the pain, Baili Dongjun roared, and a towering wave suddenly surged up in the sea surrounding the entire Penglai Immortal Island!

The huge wave almost covered the entire fairy island, and in an instant, it submerged countless fleshy monks.

The chanting of scriptures was thus much quieter.

"Come on!"

Baili Dongjun hurriedly called everyone to run out of the immortal island.

"Boom!"

The hurried footsteps pounded on the hard ground, making a crisp sound.

The others, looking somewhat flustered, followed Baili Dongjun and Mo Yi, running wildly in a "8-4-3" formation.

As they walked, they kept glancing back, as if afraid something was catching up with them.

"The existence at the ends of the earth is actually something like this!" Baili Dongjun's tone was still full of disbelief.

"Celestial immortals, extraterrestrial gods and Buddhas... I never expected this." Mo Yi shook his head. He had thought that beyond the ends of the earth lay true immortals and Buddhas.

But thinking about it, it makes sense. If the beings outside the realm are true immortals and gods, why would they seal this place away and even have peerless experts guard it?

Only such terrifying monsters need to be guarded against.

"A few years ago, a Maitreya Buddha suddenly appeared in the void of Snow Moon City and almost destroyed half of Snow Moon City."

Li Hanyi suddenly said, "Perhaps that incident was orchestrated by Wanyang Temple."

Upon hearing this, Lei Wujie suddenly recalled what the waiter had said when he first entered Snow Moon City.

"So there were already signs so early on?" Baili Dongjun's tone was somewhat heavy.

"This all started because of me; I failed to guard the seal," Mo Yi sighed.

"How should we leave Penglai Island? If we leave by boat, it might be too late," Sikong Changfeng asked.

"Of course it's not a boat ride." Mo Yi waved his long sleeves, and a gentle breeze suddenly rose, carrying everyone slowly into the air.

"I flew?!" Lei Wujie's expression was somewhat excited.

Xiao Se was secretly shocked: "Is this the powerhouse of the Divine Travel Realm? He can even carry so many people with him!"

What he didn't know was that the Divine Journey to the Mystic Realm could even allow one to travel 90,000 miles in a single thought.

The world is vast, and even the divine soul can travel there.

Qi Tianchen, who was previously at the half-step Divine Travel Realm, relied on several other Celestial Masters to forcibly perform this move, which allowed him to be in the Northern Qi Imperial Palace while his soul had already arrived on Penglai Immortal Island.

"rise!"

With a wave of her hands, Mo Yi's long sleeves billowed, carrying everyone away from Penglai Immortal Island at an extremely fast speed.

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Night, on the boundless waves.

The night was very cold, but everyone was covered in sweat.

By the faint moonlight, Baili Dongjun glanced back and saw that the fleshy monks were no longer behind him.

However, the faint sound of chanting still echoed in his mind, reminding him that the monks had not given up the chase.

"Namo Ratna Trayaya"

Suddenly, a clear, ethereal chanting broke the silence of the waves.

Almost reflexively, Baili Dongjun suddenly turned his head and quickly looked around.

But it was pitch black all around, and he found nothing; his inner energy detected nothing unusual either.

"Namo Amitabha Buddha." The ethereal chanting rang out from the darkness once more, this time even closer.

"Faster! Faster!" Baili Dongjun shouted, placing his hand on Mo Yi's shoulder and continuously transmitting his powerful internal energy to her.