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Chapter 303 - 57: The Silence of the Four Holy Ones! Namo Amitabha Buddha?

Chapter 303: Chapter 57: The Silence of the Four Holy Ones! Namo Amitabha Buddha?

The Emperor, radiating Dragon Qi, strode forward, stopping ten thousand meters from Liang Hui.

Liang Hui stood with his hands behind his back, his robe fluttering wildly, his eyes deeper and more boundless than the starry sky.

There were too many, too many reasons to speak out, whether to stand by and watch the slaughter, or to enslave the common folk... Each one justified and legitimate.

But, in the end, the youth uttered only three words.

"You block the path!"

"Block the path?"

A low, sinister, yet charming voice emanated from behind the Celestial Emperor, slowly spreading through the air.

A figure shrouded in chilling Demonic Qi appeared at the Emperor’s side.

Gradually dispersing the surrounding Demonic Qi, a blood-clothed, bewitching youth with a pair of earnest, crimson eyes was revealed.

"Indeed, that deserves death!"

He paused, with sincerity spreading across his wicked face.

"I am willing to enter the cycle of reincarnation, come back after the trials and tribulations, hoping my fellow Daoist will lead me onto the path."

"Agreed!"

The youth nodded, giving his promise.

The first to follow his will was this Demon Lord, certainly unexpected.

The next instant, the body of the blood-clothed youth began to crumble to pieces, his Cultivation Level and Dao Fruit also being annihilated.

Only a pitch-black broken sword made of the Spiritual Qi Source was left, hovering in the void.

Liang Hui extended his hand, now holding the broken sword in his palm, and then turned his gaze to the remaining three Saints.

They had no choice left, especially following the demise of the Demon Lord.

"Ha! Ha! Ha!"

"From the world into the cycle of reincarnation, be at peace! Be at peace!"

Amidst the scattering laughter,

The youth, clad in a Taoist Robe and exuding a Taoist charm, also let go of his Dao Fruit, transforming into a wisp of blue smoke entering the cycle.

Boom!

A majestic, domineering aura emanated from the Emperor.

"Demon Lord, Taoist Sovereign, disbanding on the spot and leaving, is not my wish."

The Celestial Emperor advanced, the Dragon Qi on his imperial robe boiling over, shaking the Boundary Sea.

Click!

A warm and jade-like hand stretched out from the Dragon Qi, clutching a long knife with dragon carvings as it emerged, held firmly in the palm.

"If you want everything of mine, use your fist, your sword, to take it!"

Clang clang clang~~

Millions of blades lit up, forming a sea of knife light that covered the world.

Countless hums of blades resonated, combining into one knife light that in an instant pierced through endless void!

Whether the beings of the Guangxi Realm or the last standing Buddha, they all saw a dazzling, blinding knife light cutting through the Boundary Sea, splitting the Remnant Realm, solidifying time, and even separated by immeasurable distances, they still felt the ultimate sharpness.

Facing such a strike, Liang Hui first motioned with his hand to collect the Taoist Sovereign’s left-over Spiritual Qi Source, then looked indifferently at the knife light slashing towards him.

He chuckled softly,

"The swordsmanship is lacking, but the will is commendable."

The next moment, he extended his arm, reaching forward with his fingers, as green, gold, blue, red, and yellow, rays of light intertwined at his fingertips.

Whoosh~

A simple, straightforward palm strike without any earth-shattering effects nor any change, only a tiny, almost invisible multi-colored radiance flickering slowly pushing forward...

This palm, compared to the Celestial Emperor’s peerless knife light, was as insignificant as a speck of dust.

But the moment the knife light touched the hand, the continuously circulating multi-colored radiance easily snuffed out the blade’s glow.

It broke through the Dragon Qi and landed on the Emperor’s body.

On what could be considered an immortal and indestructible body, in an instant, all signs of life were erased.

As the Celestial Emperor fell into eternal darkness, only one contented voice echoed in his mind.

"I wonder if my palm can take away everything of yours."

The next moment, the Guangxi Realm’s Celestial Court Emperor was utterly extinguished.

Liang Hui clenched his fist, and an Imperial Seal covered in cracks appeared in his hand.

Another source of Spiritual Qi was obtained.

The youth withdrew his hand and turned his gaze to the Buddha seated on the lotus platform.

"Out of the six Saints, five have departed. I wonder what the old Buddha intends to do."

"Your Majesty’s strength is far beyond me, the old monk," said the Buddha. "I’ve stayed but to relay a single message."

Buddha sat cross-legged, Buddha Light radiating from his body, bearing great compassion and great sacrifice.

"Demon Emperor, there is something unusual!"

"A problem? Was he not completely annihilated?" Liang Hui’s brow furrowed slightly, confident that he had indeed slain Yin Yue, erasing even his Dao Fruit cleanly.

"Your Majesty’s Divine Fist is invincible, the Demon Emperor naturally met his end," the old monk spoke, his eyes cast downwards.

"But throughout four years of relentless battle, I felt something odd about the Demon Emperor, oddities that perhaps even he himself did not notice."

"What kind of oddities?"

"Unclear."

Buddha placed his hands together, his eyes closed.

At this moment, Liang Hui’s eyebrows were tightly knitted.

For a being as powerful as Buddha, even if he could not identify the problem, the moment he sensed it, there definitely was one.

Yet those two Demon Emperors, having risen from insignificance to their current state, did not seem like the sort to be casually ambushed.

Buddha watched the contemplative youth.

Bowing slightly at the waist, he gave a gentle bow.

"For the Buddhist Sect, I trouble Your Majesty to look after it more."

"Sure."

Liang Hui nodded his head.

Just with the old monk’s leftover words and his sincere attitude, the Buddhist Sect would safely make it through this calamity.

Having received a clear answer.

Buddha straightened his waist, his head low.

His body, along with the lotus seat, began to crumble bit by bit, transforming into golden light that scattered away.

"Good indeed! Good indeed!"

"Namo Mountain King World Honored One!!!"

Boom!!!

A clap of thunder exploded in Liang Hui’s mind.

Wasn’t it Namo Amitābha Buddha?

I remember!!

In both my past life and in the world of the Divine Court, it has always been so!!!

No, that’s wrong!

That’s wrong!!

It seemed as if neither Dingchan Temple nor any Buddhist Sect in the Western Desert had ever chanted a Buddhist name in front of him.

But how could that be? Whether it was through the faith gathered or during his travels across worlds, it was impossible not to hear a Buddhist name at least once.

Even if I haven’t heard a Buddhist name, why would I haughtily assume that it would be Namo Amitābha Buddha?

There’s something wrong with the Divine Court World!

All sorts of thoughts rapidly flashed through his mind.

In less than a thousandth of an instant, Liang Hui made his move.

Mighty Qi-Blood spread out, shielding all prying eyes; his fair palm crossed through space, sweeping over Buddha’s body.

The shattered Buddha Light regathered; the golden body, covered with cracks, once again became flawless.

Time around Buddha was reversing.

But the Dao Fruit, representing vitality, cultivation level, and the grand Dao, had already self-destructed and could not be restored.

Buddha looked at the youth’s cold eyes, his expression puzzled:

"Your... Majesty..., what do you mean?"

With the Dao Fruit extinguished, he had already perished, what lingered was merely a Buddha’s body and an instinctual consciousness.

And it would also soon disintegrate.

"Where does the Buddhist title come from?"

Liang Hui’s gaze was profound, obscuring his inner thoughts; while reversing time, he asked.

"Buddhist title? Namo Mountain King World Honored One?"

"Since my birth, it has always been so; it is probably the title of a great Buddhist being from the endless Boundary Sea."

"A trace of power, projecting onto this region, brought this influence."

"This region? It is all the same!" Liang Hui’s gaze grew even deeper.

Facing Buddha, the youth’s expression took on an unprecedented seriousness; his body slightly leaned forward.

"Thank you, old Buddha, for informing me."