Urban Undying Lord
Chapter 640 - 640 659 Randeng

640: Chapter 659 Randeng 640: Chapter 659 Randeng “Amitabha Buddha!”

A hoarse Buddhist chant emanated from The Thunderclap Monastery, as a streak of cyan light blossomed in the void, a cyan lamp flickered gently, and an aged monk stepped out from nothingness.

“Greetings to Randeng Buddha.”

Various Bodhisattvas Buddha placed their palms together and chanted the Buddha’s name in unison.

The originally trembling minds stabilized with Randeng Buddha’s appearance.

“Randeng?”

Ye Xuan’s eyes narrowed slightly as he gazed towards Randeng Buddha, a sinister smile curling at the corners of his mouth.

“At last, someone who can make decisions has appeared.”

Ye Xuan’s fingers were pressed against Duobao Tathagata’s Heavenly Spirit, smiling as he looked at Randeng.

He could tell at a glance that Randeng Buddha’s Cultivation was at the Daluo Peak, but the aura was obscure and unfathomable, especially the cyan lamp on his shoulder, which faintly instilled a sense of threat in him.

“Ye Xuan, esteemed as the Three Realms Emperor, our Lingshan has always advanced and retreated together with the Heavenly Court.

However, today you have injured Duobao, which is also harming the harmony between Lingshan and Heavenly Court.

How about releasing Duobao?

This old monk is willing to sit down for a detailed discussion with the Heavenly Emperor.

What do you think?” Randeng Buddha held a high position in Lingshan, and when he spoke, all around fell silent, with everyone in Lingshan looking towards Ye Xuan.

“Release Duobao?”

“Haha!”

Ye Xuan burst into a wild laugh, his smile extremely grim.

The hand that was originally pressing on Duobao Tathagata’s Heavenly Spirit suddenly shook violently, and an extremely terrifying Daluo Immortal Light descended, causing Duobao Tathagata to cough up large mouthfuls of blood, as though he would be killed on the spot the next instant.

“Spare me the useless talk, hand over The Twelve Grade Merit Golden Lotus and I’ll spare Duobao’s dog life,” Ye Xuan demanded fiercely, not taking Randeng Buddha seriously at all.

“Ye…

Ye Xuan…

even if you kill me…

you won’t be able to leave Lingshan.”

At this moment, Duobao Tathagata growled with a trembling voice, his eyes filled with immense humiliation.

As the esteemed Buddha of the West, he was being blackmailed with his life and was utterly powerless to resist.

Regardless of the outcome, his reputation in the Three Realms was utterly ruined.

Even as he seethed at Ye Xuan, Duobao Tathagata was trembling with fear.

How could Ye Xuan, who had not cultivated for very long, possess such terrifying power?

If Ye Xuan was given more time, wouldn’t he step into the realm of Quasi-Saint?

Thinking of this possibility, Duobao Tathagata was struck with fear, his eyes continually shifting, feeling both hatred and fear towards Ye Xuan.

“Ye Xuan, just a moment ago you were only demanding three Merit Lotus Seeds from Lingshan, and now you want The Twelve Grade Merit Golden Lotus.

Have you lost your mind?” Mo Ke Jia Ye roared furiously.

“Kind Ye Xuan, I can give you three Merit Lotus Seeds, but The Twelve Grade Merit Golden Lotus is a precious treasure of Lingshan—it absolutely cannot be handed over to you,” Randeng Buddha’s brow furrowed, and he began chanting Buddha’s name under his breath.

“Now I’ve changed my mind.

Without The Twelve Grade Merit Golden Lotus, then you may as well collect Duobao’s corpse,” Ye Xuan stated somberly.

It wasn’t surprising that Ye Xuan changed his mind.

Whether it was three Merit Lotus Seeds or The Twelve Grade Merit Golden Lotus, he had thoroughly offended Lingshan today.

Since that was the case, he might as well go all out and demand The Twelve Grade Merit Golden Lotus.

“Amitabha Buddha!”

“My friend, are you claiming that Lingshan is undefended?”

Just as Buddha can be angered, such overbearing arrogance directly turned Randeng Buddha’s expression cold.

The cyan lamp on his shoulder flickered gently, and a strand of cyan flame suddenly enveloped the entire Lingshan.

“Thinking of starting a fight?”

Ye Xuan smiled darkly, his fingers bursting with tremendous strength, directly impacting Duobao Tathagata’s Heavenly Spirit, causing his skull to emit crisp cracking sounds, and muffled groans escaped from his mouth.

“Ah!”

Duobao Tathagata’s orifices bled, his shattered body spouted fresh blood, and his Primordial Spirit flickered faintly within his brow, clearly showing that Ye Xuan had imposed not only physical strength upon him but also suppressed his Primordial Spirit, threatening to scatter his soul at any moment.

“Stop!”

Randeng Buddha’s expression drastically changed, and he issued a furious cry from his mouth.

“I give you the Twelve Grade Merit Golden Lotus, please release Duobao.”

Roar!

With auspiciousness in thousands of streams, a radiant glow, a Twelve Grade golden lotus platform emerged, Merit Golden Light filled the eight directions, a harmonious and majestic aura bloomed upon the Twelve Grade Merit Golden Lotus, falling directly towards Ye Xuan.

“How could you, ancient Buddha!”

Such a scene dramatically changed the expressions of various Bodhisattva Buddhas, who also issued cries of shock.

“At least this old monk knows what’s good for him.”

Ye Xuan smiled contently and with a beckoning of his hands took the Twelve Grade Merit Golden Lotus into his possession.

At that moment, the Twelve Grade Merit Golden Lotus suddenly shone with Buddha Light, the terrifying Merit Golden Light engulfed Ye Xuan in its blast.

“Amitabha!”

Randeng Buddha chanted a Buddha’s name, his buddha palms transformed into giant hands that covered the sky and rescued Duobao Tathagata from Ye Xuan’s grip, his hands pressed together as he recited scriptures, and furthermore, the Twelve Grade Merit Golden Lotus released boundless might, directly falling upon Ye Xuan’s Heavenly Spirit, as if performing a fearsome suppression on Ye Xuan.

“Ye Xuan, your time of death has come.”

Having barely escaped death, Duobao Tathagata, covered in blood, drew rough breaths as he stood beside Randeng Buddha, his eyes glaring at Ye Xuan filled with an extremely venomous gaze.

“Ugh!”

Ye Xuan roared lowly, the Immortal Light around him being extinguished inch by inch, the Twelve Grade Merit Golden Lotus above his Heavenly Spirit humming and turning, as strands of Merit Golden Light seemed ready to incinerate him to ashes.

“Amitabha!”

“Between Heaven and Earth, there are four great lotus platforms, and the Twelve Grade Merit Golden Lotus is an item of the utmost holiness and goodness, not something Evil Demons can possess.

Ye, my friend, carry deep resentment and an unknown number of spirits’ blood debts; this Merit Golden Lotus is naturally at odds with you.

Today, this humble monk has no choice but to suppress and conquer the demon.”

Randeng Buddha’s hoarse voice rang out, a green light shining from his shoulders, his mouth uttering an extremely devout chant, turning into a sky full of Demon Suppressing Buddha Scripture falling one by one towards Ye Xuan.

“Buddha’s mercy.”

At this moment, as Ye Xuan was being oppressed by the Merit Golden Lotus, the young girl cried out in alarm, her eyes filled with mists of water as she pleaded with Randeng Buddha.

“Little thing, come to me.”

Suddenly, the previously silent Princess Iron Fan appeared quietly beside the little girl, directly seizing her hand, a cruel and vicious look flashing in Princess Iron Fan’s eyes.

At this time!

The many Buddhas of the heavens maintained their silent vigil, naturally witnessing Princess Iron Fan’s actions, yet each one disregarded the scene, since the little girl had come with Ye Xuan after all.

Bang!

Suddenly, a thunderous explosion resounded, violently shaking the entire Lingshan, only to see the Twelve Grade Merit Golden Lotus that had been suppressing Ye Xuan’s Heavenly Spirit blasted away, with the killing Immortal Light thundering and blooming around Ye Xuan’s body.