The Strongest Mythical Emperor
Chapter 1235: Forcibly Entering the Ancient Buddha Realm

Chapter 1235: Chapter 1235: Forcibly Entering the Ancient Buddha Realm

"This monkey..."

Puzhen leaned against the corner of the wall, watching Sun Wukong and swallowing repeatedly.

Before he had passed out in the great battle, Sun Wukong had not yet appeared, so he had not witnessed Sun Wukong’s frenzied state.

But the aura now leaking from Sun Wukong was enough to chill his courage.

Patriarch Bodhi stroked his long beard and asked, "Disciple, how is your body?"

Yang Jian was silent, staring at Patriarch Bodhi, deep in thought.

Sun Wukong was startled for a moment, then turned to Patriarch Bodhi, quickly got out of bed, knelt down, and said, "Greetings, Master."

His memory had fully awakened. He was thrilled by the thought of having killed so many saints, but he felt ashamed at the idea that he almost killed Li Yuanba.

When it came to Qiuming Emperor, his brows furrowed involuntarily.

At that moment, Qin Jun, accompanied by Li Yuanba, Ji Bubai, Fuxi, Dead Road, and Houtu, entered the room.

"Greetings, Your Majesty!"

Sun Wukong saluted Qin Jun. Without Qin Jun, how could he have become a sage?

And to have jumped to the perfect completion of the realm of saints, he was just one step away from a higher realm.

"How is your body?" Qin Jun asked with concern.

Sun Wukong, no matter how strong he had become, had always been utterly loyal, which touched Qin Jun.

Although Patriarch Bodhi would not betray him, the decline in loyalty was always on Qin Jun’s mind.

Everyone understands the principle of human nature.

But it’s another matter when it’s applied to oneself.

"No problem, that guy didn’t do anything to me."

Sun Wukong stood up and said with a smile, deliberately concealing the name of Qiuming Emperor, for he understood what that name signified.

"That’s good, let’s set out!"

Qin Jun declared with a smile, to first rescue Tathāgata, topple the Ancient Buddha Realm, and then conquer the Eight Wilderness!

The Ancient Buddha had forcefully abducted Tathāgata. Qin Jun’s intent was not just to rescue Tathāgata.

Those who offend me shall regret it!

"Alright!"

Sun Wukong said excitedly. Now that his mind was clear, he was eager to stretch his muscles.

No one objected, and they followed Qin Jun downstairs.

Sun Wukong, Patriarch Bodhi, Fuxi, Li Yuanba, Yang Jian, Houtu, Ji Bubai, and Dead Road, seven saints and one Supreme Being of the Heavenly Dao, walked together, their might so immense that it momentarily took the breath away of all beings on the first floor.

Yan Nv and the beggar girl looked back with a sudden change in their expressions.

"These people..."

The beggar girl muttered while Yan Nv’s face grew solemn.

Ji Bubai cast a glance at Yan Nv and sneered, without saying much more.

Qin Jun glanced at them subtly, smiled faintly at the beggar girl watching him, and then turned his head and walked out of the inn’s door.

The beggar girl’s face reddened at his smile, and even with much dirt on her face, it was faintly visible.

Once they had departed, the inn immediately buzzed.

"Who are they? They exude such a strong aura!"

"I don’t know, but that leading young master definitely comes from a major power."

"There was turmoil in the Holy Realm earlier, and it was said that many saints were killed. Could they have come because of this?"

"How is that possible? How could saints die? That’s all rumors!"

"Don’t disbelieve it, Sword Saint of the Shangguan family personally admitted it. Apart from the Su Emperor Sect, other first-tier forces also suffered heavy losses of saints, and the Holy Sect was completely annihilated!"

Beings whispered to each other; news of the battle at the Holy Sect was beginning to spread, and it was sure to stir up a mighty storm.

The saints of the Holy Sect had all perished, and Young Master Yang Jian returned with serious injuries, while the saints who accompanied him were nearly blown up by Sun Wukong; even the Ancient Buddha realm had lost two saints. This incident could not be concealed at all.

After leaving the inn, Qin Jun and the others turned into a long rainbow and disappeared into the depths of the starry sky.

Guided by Puzhen, they rushed towards the Ancient Buddha realm at full speed.

The pace of the saints was incredibly fast, yet they found themselves unable to traverse the forests of the Immortal Saint realm in a single breath.

After the time it took for an incense stick to burn, Qin Jun and the others passed through dozens of immortal realms and finally arrived before the Ancient Buddha realm.

The starry sky ahead was filled with colorful rosy clouds, resembling an electrified net blocking the way, with spatial fluctuations making the surrounding stars appear exceedingly tiny in front of the colorful light net.

This region was abundant with spiritual energy, and by Qin Jun’s estimation, cultivating here for a day was equivalent to cultivating in the Qin Immortal realm for a month, or even longer.

"Up ahead is the Ancient Buddha realm, do you want me to..." Puzhen began cautiously but was interrupted by Qin Jun before he could finish.

"No need! Yuanba!" Qin Jun called, raising his hand. They stood upon clouds, gazing at the Ancient Buddha realm with indifference.

How could they be wary of the Ancient Buddha realm which was not much different from the Holy Sect?

Li Yuanba took out the Universe Ruler and with a leap, flew tens of thousands of miles high, the Universe Ruler in his hand rapidly expanding as he smashed it fiercely against the colorful light net.

Boom—

The Universe Ruler, a thousand feet wide, struck the colorful light net, shattering space instantly and creating countless black fissures. Surrounding spiritual energy rushed in wildly, forming a massive vortex.

Fuxi controlled the colorful clouds, leading everyone to turn into a piercing aurora and drill inside, with Li Yuanba following closely behind.

It was a brazen intrusion!

Puzhen closed his eyes, sighing inwardly, "It’s over... I hope my fellow disciples don’t persist in folly..."

He had felt that trouble was brewing when they originally captured Tathāgata.

Although their Ancient Buddha realm had once sent emissaries to teach in the Xuandang universe, the animosity with the Holy Sect meant that Buddhist practices simply couldn’t flourish there. With the Holy Sect’s guidance, sentient beings developed a hatred for the Buddhist teachings. In such a situation, how could any Buddhists reach the Manifesting Saint realm?

They drilled into the colorful light net, and after two or three breaths, Qin Jun only felt a strong light flash before his eyes. When he next opened his eyes, an endless twilight unfolded before him, a world unto itself.

Before them floated a continent of immeasurable size, its surface glistening with golden light and uneven mountain ranges. Palaces stood upon it, and even from a great distance, one could feel the profound and majestic atmosphere.

"Someone has intruded upon the Ancient Buddha realm!"

"This is bad! A formidable enemy!"

"What’s going on?"

"Prepare for battle!"

"Quickly inform the saints!"

From those palaces, figure after figure flew out, all bald-headed monks, and other transforming species, swarming and rapidly converging in the direction where Qin Jun and the others were.

At the same time, torrents of powerful saintly might emanated from the continent, stirring up thunderous clouds.

"Who dares to intrude upon our Ancient Buddha realm!"

A voice rang out, authoritative and angry. Li Yuanba had smashed the spatial prohibitions of the Ancient Buddha realm, clearly not a friendly visit.

Yet, if the intruders had been an existence like the Supreme God Temple, they wouldn’t even dare to fight; thus, identification was necessary.

"I am the Heavenly Emperor of Qin, and your bald monks have captured my subordinate, Tathāgata. Release him at once, or face slaughter within your Ancient Buddha realm!" Qin Jun roared mightily, his voice, though not as profound as that of a saint, still carried clearly.

With these words, a clamor arose within the continent.

Inside one of the palaces, resplendent with gold and shining brightly, Tathāgata sat cross-legged in front of rows of oil lamps. The vast hall was silent and empty but for him.

When Qin Jun’s voice reached him, Tathāgata suddenly opened his eyes and became agitated.

"Your Majesty..."

Tathāgata’s voice trembled, his eyes unexpectedly moistening.

Having been captured from an outer cosmos and brought to the Ancient Buddha realm, he thought he would never return. Little did he expect, how much time had passed?

Qin Jun had come to rescue him!