NCCnovel Chapter 288 Unwilling to give up, gritting his teeth and persevering!
Chapter 288 Unwilling to give up, gritting his teeth and persevering!
Wukong shouted loudly,
The golden cudgel lashed out at the faceless monk like a storm!
The faceless monk neither dodged nor evaded, wielding his gray wooden staff, each strike precisely blocking the golden cudgel.
The two collided with a deafening roar!
The two fought their way from the barren mountains into the air, and then back down to the ground, causing landslides and earthquakes in their wake.
The Buddha's light surrounding Lingshan was shaken violently!
Sun Wukong grew increasingly alarmed as the fight progressed.
This faceless monk's strength has definitely reached the peak of Quasi-Saint.
My attacks couldn't break through the opponent's defenses at all; the opponent was just playing with me like an old man toying with a child!
Moreover, this old monk's power was not only strong, but also incredibly strange; each strike of his staff carried a resentful force that could erode the soul.
If Sun Wukong hadn't had the Chaos Dao Foundation protecting him, he would have long been corrupted into a walking corpse.
This explains the strange monks that Wukong saw earlier.
It must have been corrupted by this resentment!
Even more frightening is that the Faceless Monk seems to be... stalling for time.
"What is he waiting for?"
Sun Wukong's expression suddenly changed upon thinking of this.
"Oh no! He's gathering his strength!"
Wukong immediately feinted with his staff and then activated his escape technique to flee.
"You only realized it now? Too late."
A clear mockery finally appeared on the faceless monk's withered face.
"You think your chaotic escape technique can get you out of here?!"
He raised his gray wooden staff high and began chanting strange scriptures:
"Resentment becomes the Buddha's bones, hatred becomes the Buddha's blood; the suffering of all beings forges my golden body..."
Deep within the sacred mountain, the gray pillar of light suddenly flared up as if it had been doused with gasoline!
Within the pillar of light, countless faces simultaneously emitted mournful howls.
The resentment surged out like a tsunami, transforming into a gigantic gray hand that blotted out the sky and grabbed at Sun Wukong!
This palm strike seemed to restrict Wukong's escape technique, causing his divine chaotic form to solidify again!
Sun Wukong's pupils suddenly contracted.
There's nothing I can do. The difference in skill level is too great, and my opponent has been charging up for so long. I can't dodge it...!
"Master, I can't hold on any longer! Help!"
Just as Wukong cried out for help, and the giant gray hand was about to strike him,
A figure in green robes appeared from the void and annihilated the gray hand with a single sword strike.
"Master!"
Tongtian nodded to Wukong, then turned to the old monk and said:
"I don't care where you came from, I already warned you about Buddhism!"
Since you're also connected to Buddhism, don't blame me for being ruthless with my sword!
The aura of the Supreme Sage flowed, and from his elevated position, he swept his Qingping Sword diagonally downwards.
The sword light struck the old monk in an instant.
With a simple, unwavering sword strike, the old monk's withered face immediately showed a look of horror:
"The power of a saint!"
Before he could finish speaking, the old monk's body, which had been indestructible just moments before, was cleaved in two!
"Thump!"
The faceless monk's upper body fell to the ground, his gaze fixed on Tongtian, filled with disbelief.
He never expected that he would fall down without even being able to withstand one of his opponent's moves!
I'm at the peak of Quasi-Saint level, after all!
"The remnants of the resentful Buddhist lineage..."
Tongtian walked up to him, his voice icy.
"Why not just stay hidden away in Buddhism? Why bother coming out and causing trouble?!"
"Do you think your entire lineage wasn't wiped out completely?!"
"May Buddha... avenge me..."
The faceless monk spoke hoarsely as his body began to turn to ashes.
"You Buddha? Heh!" Tongtian sneered.
"Cundi or Jieyin?"
Or is it... that thing hidden deep within Mount Ling?
Tongtian stopped looking at the Faceless Monk, turned around and came to Sun Wukong's side, pointing a finger at his brow.
A vast amount of saintly power surged in, instantly stabilizing Wukong's aura.
He then looked at the gray pillar of light deep within Mount Ling.
A cold glint flashed in his eyes:
"It seems the problem at Mount Ling is quite serious!"
"That pillar of light..." Sun Wukong asked solemnly.
"It's a resentment-based Buddha-refining array. Ao Lie said it's a taboo of the ancient evil Buddha lineage..."
"I understand."
"There are not only gray pillars of light there, but also the golden body of the Venerable Buddha, which is taking shape deep within the sacred mountain."
He arrived, enveloped by Sun Wukong's aura, and said:
"Let's go back and discuss it with your senior uncle and the others."
"We are still in the midst of a great calamity, and it is not appropriate for me to handle matters here alone!"
Wukong nodded, and then Tongtian took Sun Wukong and disappeared from the spot.
......
After Tongtian and Wukong left
Deep within Lingshan Mountain, the once magnificent Mahavira Hall has been transformed into a somber gray.
Jieyin and Zhunti sat cross-legged on lotus thrones.
The two originally solemn golden statues of saints are now undergoing a strange transformation—
Countless distorted faces appeared on the surface of the golden statue; these were the resentments of all living beings extracted by the Resentment Refining Buddha Array.
The golden Buddha light clashed fiercely with the gray resentment, with the Buddha light sometimes gaining the upper hand and the golden body regaining a sliver of clarity.
Sometimes, when the resentment retaliates, spiderweb-like gray lines will appear on the surface of the golden statue.
"Senior brother... I... I can't hold it in anymore..."
Grayish-black pus and blood oozed from Zhunti's seven orifices, and his voice was somewhat hoarse.
"That power... is constantly devouring my body!"
The situation with the guides is even worse.
His entire left side had turned completely gray, and resentment could be seen wriggling beneath his skin like maggots in a dry latrine.
His eyes were closed, and the sacred fruit of his sagehood between his brows was being eroded and polluted little by little by resentment.
"Hold on..." the guide managed to say.
"If we suppress it with Buddhist teachings, we can definitely turn the resentment into our own power; otherwise, these two bodies will just benefit them!"
"Senior brother, what's going on here?!"
When our master helped us attain Buddhahood, he didn't mention... that we would be harmed by this strange power!
Zhunti was also quite helpless; both of them spoke haltingly.
"We shouldn't have coveted this power of dubious origin back then!"
"It's all because of that lousy Primordial Guardian Array that the Underworld created..."
But his regret lasted only a moment before he suddenly opened his eyes in resentment, his eyes flashing with a mixture of gray and gold light.
"That great formation is repelling the power of the resentful Buddha... purifying the primordial world."
This caused the power of resentment towards Buddha to be treated as impurity and thrown into my Western Paradise!
Upon hearing this, Zhunti suddenly realized what was going on.
Ever since the thirteen ancestral witches of the underworld set up a protective array covering the entire primordial world,
The great formation then began to spontaneously repel all non-original forces in the primordial world.
The power of the resentful Buddha comes from the resentment of chaos, which is incompatible with the primordial origin and is therefore the first to be rejected.
Since the power cultivated by Zhunti and his companion originated from the same source as the power of this resentful Buddha, it naturally attracted it...!
Although it was a bit strange, since they were from the same source, the two of them were caught off guard and were directly corrupted.
But Zhunti and the other two were saints after all, and it wouldn't be so easy for them to usurp their place.
Therefore, this strange power targeted Buddhist disciples, leading to the current situation at Mount Ling.
If Zhunti and the other two can't hold on in the end, the West will be completely lost!
Although the two could also abandon their physical bodies and use the power of the Heavenly Dao to reshape them, they would be at a huge loss!
Not only have all his years of cultivation been wasted, but he also has to hand over the Western lands!
This was completely out of character for the two of them, who were always looking to take advantage of others, so they stubbornly persisted despite their reluctance!