Demoness, where are you Fleeing to?
Chapter 932 - 770: Might Die

Chapter 932: Chapter 770: Might Die

Shaolin of Song Mountain, Daxiong Grand Hall, the ’Xinyuelian Bodhisattva’ seated upon the lotus throne suddenly opened her eyes, filled with puzzlement as she gazed out toward the world gradually enveloped by nightfall.

The forces assembled by The Court were currently stationed in Dengfeng City, located approximately sixty li from Song Mountain.

Their numbers were not the fifty thousand as previously rumored, but a full one hundred and twenty thousand.

Among them, thirty thousand were the victorious returnees from MoBei’s ’Sanqian Camp’—an entire thirty thousand fully armored Iron Cavalry.

They also brought with them nearly eighty Red General Cannons, along with a great number of flanged cannons and Hudun cannons.

The Court’s Shaofu, Yu Jie, also led more than ten individuals of heavenly level into Dengfeng City this morning, among them was the newly subdued Mongolian Shaman, Guoshi Abas from the Jin Dynasty.

Yet from morning till night, these one hundred and twenty thousand soldiers remained within Dengfeng City, utterly motionless without any sign of deploying to surround the mountain.

"Strange!"

The Dhanada, ’Vaisravana,’ who had descended to the mortal realm a day before, also furrowed his brow now, as he looked toward the distant Dengfeng City: "Does this mortal realm’s court truly intend to attack Song Mountain on the first day of August?"

The Head of Zen Sect, Shi Kongxin, was drenched in sweat: "Your Highness, Devaraja! The information Disciple gathered is exactly this. The orders received by the Jin Army were to gather in Dengfeng and rest on the morning of August first, and to march out of the city for battle as the evening sunset approaches, claiming they intend to set fire to Song Mountain."

"I’m not doubting the information you’ve received!"

Dhanada shook his head: "I possess the Divine Skill of ’Dhanada,’ able to hear what those Jin soldiers are thinking. The orders they’ve received are indeed as you described. However, what they are doing now seems more preparatory for defending the city, rather than attacking Song Mountain."

Originally, Dhanada is the God of Wealth from Shendu, vested with the power to preserve the nourishment of all living beings, also known as ’Shicaitian.’ Yet, he is also a war deity, capable of subduing Evil Spirits and proficient in military strategies.

Therefore, upon hearing this, Xinyuelian Bodhisattva’s expression couldn’t help but change slightly: "Their preparations are for defending the city? Are you sure, Vaisravana?"

Xinyuelian controlled the Secret Technique of Telepathy, having reached the pinnacle in ’Telepathy’ among the six great Divine Skills of Buddhism, able to eavesdrop on the thoughts of the Jin Army soldiers, so she had felt nothing amiss until now.

It was at that moment that Xinyuelian’s unease suddenly intensified within her chest.

Dhanada let out a wry chuckle: "I’m a war deity after all; it is not possible for me to misunderstand the strategic offensive and defensive posture of The Court’s forces. They have piled such heavy cannons atop the city walls, clearly having no intention of unloading them. Those Jin generals are also desperately reinforcing the walls. It is evident they’re preparing for our onslaught."

Xinyuelian Bodhisattva abruptly stood up, her eyes shifting uncertainly.

She focused intently on the distant Dengfeng City for a long while before her voice turned frosty: "I don’t plan to wait any longer. I will directly infiltrate the Jin People’s Capital City to take Li Xuan’s life. What do you think?"

Dasiming beside her slightly raised his eyebrows, his face revealing a trace of excitement.

However, next to him, a Bodhisattva who held a lotus and wore a pagoda atop her head, her body a golden hue akin to the celestial maiden, shook her head slightly: "Not interested. My descent as Molichitsian this time is merely to dispel this Buddhist calamity, not to harm the living of the mortal realm or make enemies with mortal dynasties."

This was none other than one of the two great heavenly kings of Buddhism who descended to Song Mountain today—Molichitsian!

Also revered as Maha-rajaparamesvara Buddha, one of the ’Twenty Heavens’ enshrined by Buddhism, holding the power of concealment and disaster elimination.

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There is a legend that this Bodhisattva possesses great Divine Skills of freedom — she often travels ahead of the sun, unseen by it, yet capable of seeing it. Invisible to all, unknown by all, unharmed by all, undecieved by all, unbound by all, no one can claim her wealth, no one can fine her, fearless of enemies, she takes advantage of the situation.

Upon hearing these words, Xinyuelian Bodhisattva couldn’t help but frown, looking at this ’Molichitsian Bodhisattva.’

In her heart, she had high expectations for this ’Molichitsian.’

As far as she knew, the true spirit of this Bodhisattva, through the use of secret reincarnation techniques, was reincarnating among humans to experience the ’suffering of parting, the suffering of encountering what is loathsome, and the suffering of not getting what one wants,’ in order to enhance her Buddhist cultivation and make up for what her practice lacked.

Therefore, among the ’Twenty Heavens’ and many Bodhisattvas in Buddhism at present, only Molichitsian is able to bring all her power down to the mortal realm.

With just the intervention of Molichitsian, even the mightiest saints of this world, the regal emperors, would struggle to resist her assassination techniques.

Dhanada, standing beside her, also shook his head, "This plan is not proper. Once we forcefully attack the Capital City, it’s inevitable that mortals will be harmed and killed, which goes against the fundamental teachings of Buddhism. Moreover, once we leave Song Mountain, if the Jin Army at Dengfeng City suddenly starts their assault, what then are we to do?"

Xinyuelian Bodhisattva could not help but let out a soft snort, a slight dissatisfaction flickering in her eyes.

However, she also anticipated that ’Molichitsian’ and ’Vaisravana’ would not risk taking chestnuts out of the fire for her, thus incurring the wrath of both the devout worshippers and the mortal realm’s Dragon Qi, so she wasn’t overly concerned.

Merely depending on the multitude of Arhats and Vajras that had descended upon Song Mountain, as well as the three fake divine treasures she had brought, it would be effortlessly simple to take the life of that County Prince of Fenyang of the Jin Dynasty!

"Then, I request that you both stay and guard Song Mountain!"

Xinyuelian looked out toward the Capital City of the Jin Dynasty from afar, "I shall lead the Arhats and Vajras to the Capital City myself. I will make it known to this mortal realm’s Court that the laws of Buddhism do not only possess the merciful benevolence that shelters the world, but also the thunderous force that slays demons and upholds the Dharma!"

At this moment, Xinyuelian failed to notice that Molichitsian beside her was slightly furrowing her brows, silently tightening her grip on the ’Wuyou Tree’ in her hand.

And at that very instant, Xinyuelian Bodhisattva’s face drastically changed. She suddenly looked up towards the Infinite Void beyond this realm.

"Li Xuan!"

The voice of Xinyuelian Bodhisattva was filled with clenched teeth.

And then her entire form slumped, as she transformed into dozens of millennia-old Moon Lotus seeds and fell to the ground. Meanwhile, the true spirit of Xinyuelian Bodhisattva took flight, vanishing in an instant, its whereabouts unknown.

At this moment, the Arhats and Vajras inside the Daxiong Grand Hall were taken aback, exchanging surprised looks among themselves.

The two Devarajas present, ’Molichitsian’ and ’Vaisravana,’ also looked at each other with great astonishment.

Right after the true spirit of Xinyuelian departed, the obscured threads of fate began to unravel slightly.

Both of them sensed something amiss, which only added to their shock.

Shi Kongxin, looking at the lotus seeds that had fallen onto the Liantai, felt a wave of bafflement, "Devarajas, may I ask where Xinyuelian Bodhisattva has gone?"

Shouldn’t she be on her way to the Capital City, to eradicate the chief culprit, Li Xuan?

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Dasiming was equally perplexed; her spirit awareness had already detected that Xinyuelian had completely left this world.

"Xinyuelian has returned to the ’Clean-Heart Pure World’."

Maha-rajaparamesvara Buddha stood up, her expression somewhat complex, "That County Prince Fenyang actually led thirty thousand troops across the 180 million li of the Infinite Taixu, attacking her Clean-Heart Pure World."

In that instant, including Shi Kongxin, all the Buddhist cultivators in the Daxiong Grand Hall were shocked and lost in astonishment.

Dhanada, the ’Vaisravana’, also let out a sigh, his face showing the shock, "Indeed, this County Prince Fenyang truly has an extraordinary boldness!"

At this moment in the hall, a loud and clear voice rang out, "But I have heard that Xinyuelian Bodhisattva has a retinue of one hundred and twenty thousand Ghost Gods. They were invincible as they fought across the Trayastrimsa, conquering every direction and subduing numerous Evil Spirits. Under her command, there are also six Arhats and nineteen Vajra fruits!

Li Xuan merely with thirty thousand troops has reached out millions of li to attack the Clean-Heart Pure World, isn’t this seeking one’s own destruction, finding one’s own demise? Why do you two Devarajas admire such a person so?"

Dhanada ’Vaisravana’ cast a distant look at the person who spoke, realizing it was none other than Shi Lingtong, the abbot of Shanxin Temple in Ruzhou.

This person was still respectful toward him, not neglecting the annual offerings.

However, his nature was greedy; he deceived his disciples in the name of the divine, scraping their wealth for his own enrichment.

Vaisravana was a bit displeased, yet he soon gave a faint sigh.

If they wanted to widely spread Buddhism, they inevitably needed these people.

Vaisravana couldn’t help but think of the ’Eight Treasures Merit Lamp’ of Buddha, and the mouse that kept stealing the lamp oil. He inwardly felt helpless.

With the abilities of Buddha, couldn’t he detect it?

The issue was the fear of breaking the vessel by removing the pest; if he killed the mouse, the lamp would also be destroyed. Yet if he turned a blind eye, the lamp could still be used.

The same principle applied to the current state of Buddhism.

Thus, with a frosty look, Dhanada beheld Shi Lingtong, "Just now, through my Divine Skills, I learned that Li Xuan has already wiped out all of Xinyuelian’s one hundred and twenty thousand Ghost Gods in the Clean-Heart Pure World! Xinyuelian’s Buddha Palace is also close to shattering."

In that moment, the breath of many Buddhist cultivators within the Daxiong Grand Hall became rigid, and they couldn’t speak anymore.

Dhanada then turned to Shi Kongxin, "I advise you to prepare. If Xinyuelian returns and can repel Li Xuan’s invasion, then all is well, and this Buddhist disaster can be completely dispelled.

But if she can’t, then it must be a downfall. Your powers may not be sufficient to contend with him in the mortal realm. And the heavenly soldiers, the Arhats, the Vajras, likely will not descend lightly again."

Shi Kongxin’s figure trembled slightly, his face pale as paper.

He understood what Dhanada meant. Facing an entity capable of crossing the boundless Void, striking at the very foundation of everyone’s Buddhist Kingdom, and seeking to annihilate Xinyuelian Bodhisattva, all divine beings would think thrice before descending to the mortal realm.

This would leave the mortal realm’s Buddhism completely devoid of capital to resist The Court and Lian Xu.

At this moment, Shi Kongxin had only one thought in mind.

He merely hoped Xinyuelian Bodhisattva would succeed in driving back that demonic Li Xuan, annihilate him, and ensure his eternal doom!

Otherwise, everyone here, including himself, would pay the price.

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In the ’Clean-Heart Pure World’, seven Yunzhong warships gliding in the sky were firing with ferocity.

The six hundred ’scaffolded rifled cannons’ and two hundred and eighty ’Red General Cannons’ on the sides of the ships were spitting deadly tongues of fire.

Along with the dazzling flashes of light, the smoke, and the countless buckshot and exploding shells sweeping through with an unstoppable force, were reaping everything that came close, like the scythe of the Grim Reaper.

In front of the Heavenly Court’s formation, a continuous ’bang bang’ sound was heard.

Although Lan Yu hadn’t given the order to fire in unison, the twenty-seven thousand heavenly soldiers were firing at a constant rhythm.

All the aiming, trigger pulling, ejecting, and reloading were uniform and precise to the letter.

This allowed them to produce the densest volley of bullets, gradually slaughtering the twelve thousand ’Buddha Army’ in front of them.

Only a fraction of the Buddha Army who had thrown themselves to the ground in time were spared from the ordeal. Using cover, they managed to avoid the dense barrage of fire.

Yet the more than one thousand field smooth-bore cannons were still firing relentlessly. Those shrapnel shells plummeted from the sky, exploding internally, scattering dozens or hundreds of fragments in all directions.

At that moment, the white Buddha Palace though largely intact on the outside, the Brahman enchantments around it were shattered and riddled, long ago losing proper form.

When Xinyuelian Bodhisattva, at the cost of her foundational essence and True Spirit, transcended the Void and arrived in an instant, she faced a sight that made her eyes seethe with rage.

As Xinyuelian scanned the battlefield with her Spirit Awareness, she felt a momentary blackout, her Primordial Spirit nearly losing consciousness.

Her protector Buddha Army—

"Nushi! Where are my Ghost Gods?"

In that instant, she harbored thoughts of tearing Nushi to pieces.

However, at this point, Xinyuelian had no time to consider Nushi.

Because a massive slash wrapped in twelve Purple Gold dragons and an emperor’s might was sweeping down from the sky directly at her!