430: Master? Master.

As the chant of the Buddha's name rang out, a brilliant and warm light of the Buddha, like the first ray of sunlight in spring, instantly spread across the area.

In the sky, huge lotus flowers slowly bloomed.

The lotus petals were crystal clear, as if carved from fine jade, yet they exuded a lively luster. On each petal, mysterious golden runes flickered, intertwining to form enigmatic patterns, as if they were recounting the mysteries of the Buddha's teachings.

Surrounded by this light of the Buddha and the lotus flowers, a barefoot Buddha walked out slowly with steady and composed steps.

The Buddha's face was kind and gentle, like a flower blooming in spring, giving people a feeling of being bathed in a spring breeze. His eyes were slightly lowered, revealing compassion and wisdom, as if he could perceive the suffering of all things in the world.

His earlobes were round and slightly drooping, adding a touch of compassionate temperament to him.

He wore a simple kasaya, its color like the morning glow, soft and warm. His hands were pressed together in front of his chest, palms facing each other, fingers naturally curved, forming a perfect mudra. Within that mudra, it seemed to contain the endless power of the Buddha's teachings.

The Buddha slightly raised his head, his gaze directed toward Donor Hu, who was full of rage and exuding intense Killing Intent. He revealed a compassionate expression and spoke again: "Donor Hu, the fire of anger will only burn yourself and harm the innocent. Put down the butcher's knife and become a Buddha on the spot. Do not let this anger cloud your mind and lead you astray..."

"You damn bald donkey! In the great war back then, you didn't take action and hid away, and that was fine. But now you dare to jump out and preach to me? You're courting death!"

Qian Wenhu's originally cold face suddenly became even colder, like ice that had not melted for thousands of years, exuding a bone-chilling coldness, and his surrounding Qi surged crazily.

In an instant, the Void Realm trembled, and ten thousand rays of light flickered, accompanied by a deafening resonant sound, as if countless divine Sharp Weapons were roaring in unison.

His ten fingers were like ten crystal-clear jade pillars, emitting a soft yet sharp light. Immediately following, his ten fingers trembled slightly, and instantly shot out one hundred thousand heavenly sword beams!

These sword beams, like lively swimming Dragons, shuttled wantonly through the Void Realm, each possessing its own unique life force.

They flashed with silvery-white cold light, incomparably sharp, as if they could easily tear through the barriers of space. Behind each sword beam, there was an ancient beast of various forms.

These ancient beasts carried the sword beams and slashed down with the force of a thunderbolt.

The scene was like the sky collapsing and the earth splitting, chilling to the bone.

Everyone in the Immortal Realm, seeing this scene, changed their expressions.

Someone said: "This is the Divine Ability of the Demon Sealing Sect from the past, the Ten Thousand Beast Ancient Sword Art!!"

However, just when everyone thought this strike would be unstoppable, a golden light shield suddenly rose around the barefoot Buddha.

This golden light shield emitted a soft and warm light, and it was densely engraved with mysterious Buddhist runes. These Buddhist runes flickered with golden radiance, as if containing infinite power of the Buddha's teachings.

"Dong!" A dull, thunderous sound, like a great bell, echoed between heaven and earth.

The one hundred thousand heavenly sword beams shot by Qian Wenhu slashed fiercely onto the golden light shield. In an instant, sparks flew everywhere. The scene was like silver waterfalls dancing in the air, gorgeous and spectacular.

The one hundred thousand heavenly swords slashed wildly. The golden light shield bore immense pressure, shaking violently, as if it might shatter at any moment. However, this golden light shield was like an impregnable fortress, solidly blocking this sharp strike.

The barefoot Buddha looked at Qian Wenhu, his eyes full of compassion and admonition. He said softly: "Donor Qian, let it go..."

"You have been trapped by obsession. If you put down the butcher's knife now, this old monk can spare your lives."

Qian Wenhu's eyes flashed with fierce light, and he shouted: "Spare your mother!"

In an instant, he moved. He initiated the Ten Thousand Beast Sword Art and immediately sent the barefoot Buddha flying...

The great battle was about to begin, and a thousand people mobilized. Hu Hao and Qian Wenhu's gazes simultaneously fell upon the Ascending Heaven Road, wanting to make a move.

But the next second! Boom! A terrifying dao rhyme instantly enveloped the entire world. Qian Wenhu was unable to move for a moment, and heaven and earth froze.

"This aura..." "Dao Sovereign!!"

Hu Hao and Qi Zheng revealed a look of determination, as if they had long been mentally prepared.

Clap! Clap! Clap! "Good, good, good. What a scene of deep Sect affection. This Emperor is deeply moved..."

"It's just a pity. It turns out only these few small fry came. This trip of mine was a waste."

"The Demon Sealing Sect has indeed declined..."

On the Ascending Heaven Road, Ji Cangsheng suddenly clapped his hands and laughed. His expression showed a trace of disappointment, as if he had been prepared to fight a great battle to display the might of a Third-Turn Dao Sovereign!

"Greetings, Heavenly Emperor!"

From all directions, the Immortal Realm army knelt on one knee, their expressions pious.

"amitabha, This poor monk greets Heavenly Emperor Ji..." the barefoot Buddha respectfully called out.

Ji Cangsheng ignored the others and instead fixed his gaze on Hu Hao and the others, his expression suddenly revealing a trace of disdain.

"Why do you not kneel when you see this Emperor?"

This voice carried supreme Dao pressure, instantly causing the thousand people to vomit blood. Their bodies became unstable, and those with lower Realm directly fainted.

"Ji Cangsheng, are you worthy of me kneeling?" Hu Hao revealed a cold look, but his heart was extremely heavy.

Miscalculated... He had thought Ji Cangsheng was at most a First-Turn Dao Sovereign, and that the three of them joining forces and fighting to the death could hold him off. The gods and demons were sleeping, and others might be able to rescue Luo Li and escape!

But now it seems... I fear not a single one of us will escape!

A Third-Turn Dao Sovereign, even if they were not injured, could not be stopped!

"Fight to the death! The three of us will self-destruct to carve out a chance of survival!" Qian Wenhu transmitted his voice with a cold expression.

Qi Zheng did not speak, but his actions already indicated his attitude.

"Self-destruct? In front of this Emperor, you ants dare to harbor such delusions?" Ji Cangsheng revealed a sneer, then pointed his finger into the void, and heaven and earth instantly froze.

Hu Hao, Qian Wenhu, and Qi Zheng all vomited blood and were instantly bound by the Dao pressure.

A Dao Sovereign is omnipotent! It exceeded their ability to resist!

The original idea of coming here for a life-or-death battle became a bubble. In the blink of an eye, the thousand people became prisoners...

Hu Hao's Dao was restricted, and he immediately looked toward the direction of the Ascending Heaven Road with a bitter smile. He then looked at the horizon, as if he saw that familiar figure of the Eighth Generation.

"My Lord, Hu Hao has done his best..."

In these years, he had actually long been unable to hold on. Even without the Ascending Heaven Road, if they didn't come out, they would be completely obliterated by the Bitter Sea...

"What is that..." Qian Wenhu suddenly saw a glimmer of golden light flickering on the horizon.

Hu Hao looked, and his pupils suddenly shrank, his body unable to help but tremble.

"Demon... demon sealing Qi..."

"This is..."

On the Ascending Heaven Road.

"No... Don't..." Luo Li trembled all over, biting her silver teeth. There seemed to be incomparable rage in her heart, but she couldn't even break free from the shackles. That deep sense of powerlessness made her feel a trace of despair.

What should I do... What should I do... Revered Master! If only you were still here...!

However, at that moment, Luo Li, with teary eyes, suddenly and hazily saw a figure appear in front of her. The shackles on her body automatically turned into fly ash.

She only saw a black jade pendant hanging from the figure's waist.

She only saw that person's slender fingers holding an ancient book named the classic of mountains and seas.

She only saw that person reach out a hand and stroke the top of her head, feeling very warm.

For a moment, Luo Li was stunned.

Everything was just like back then.

"Revered Master?" "Revered Master."

Two "Revered Master"s rang out simultaneously. Luo Li's eyes instantly cleared, seeing the appearance of the figure in front of her, and her body immediately stiffened.

"Xiao Nian?"