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Chapter 510 - 509: Mahayana Buddhist Sutras—More Important Than Extreme Sacred Weapon? [Part 2]

Upon hearing this, Lin Heng’s expression became peculiar.

"You are the evil thought of Tathagata, yet the Mahayana Sutra is a scripture to transcend the world. How could it possibly originate from your hand?"

The Black Lotus hovered, and a voice from the abyss chuckled calmly.

"Who is truly good, who is truly evil—who can say for certain? Don’t you agree?"

Lin Heng remained silent, not overly entangled in this question, and instead asked, "So, do you want to kill Golden Cicada, or seize the Mahayana Sutra?"

His eyes were sharp, staring directly at the Black Lotus.

The Black Lotus exuded a faint black mist, speaking truthfully: "To obtain the Mahayana Sutra, Golden Cicada must die."

"What do you need the Mahayana Sutra for?" Lin Heng asked again.

After a brief silence, the Black Lotus replied frankly, "The Mahayana Sutra is connected to my essence. If I wish to claim a Saint’s seat, I cannot do without it."

With these words, the atmosphere grew tense.

At that moment, the four corners of the world were enveloped in a light from the Black Lotus. Lin Heng was not flustered; it was a means to shield one’s destiny.

"Why should I help you?"

Lin Heng asked, his tone tinged with a hint of coldness.

Previously, when the Great Ming King pursued him, this Wutian intervened to save his life, indeed.

But both parties knew well.

The intervention was not out of goodwill, merely intending to provoke the Buddha Country.

Of course, whatever Wutian’s purpose was, the fact remains that Lin Heng was saved.

Thus he could maintain a calm exchange with him up until now.

Otherwise, given Lin Heng’s current strength, he could easily strike down Wutian.

Though it might be troublesome.

Yet Lin Heng believed he could surely do it!

"Not help, it’s collaboration." The Black Lotus hovered as Wutian corrected Lin Heng’s words.

"Oh?" Lin Heng looked at the Black Lotus, waiting silently for the next words.

The Black Lotus said, "You must already know that Daoism has become the Tribulation Responders, right?"

"Moreover, I suppose you have guessed that your Daoist Immortal Court will become the target of scrutiny."

Lin Heng showed no emotion: "So, you should be more straightforward because I don’t have time for idle talk with you."

The world rallying against the Dao has become an established fact.

If all forces are marshaling troops to traverse the Immortal Realm, the battle may still be days away.

But if those wary Quasi-Saints decide to attack the Immortal Court swiftly while I am absent,

The battle might begin soon.

After all, it doesn’t take much time for Quasi-Saints to traverse the Immortal Realm!

"I know what you’re worried about, and I can tell you clearly, your worries are justified."

"The Quasi-Saints from all sides have already emerged."

"Led by the Maitreya of the Western Heaven, Joy, and the Great Ming King, and together with twelve other Quasi-Saints, they are rushing to the Eastern Desolate Continent."

"They want to destroy your Daoist court in the shortest time while you’re away."

The Black Lotus spoke lightly, with an incredibly calm tone, showing no urgency.

"In your Daoist court, counting the newly arrived Queen of Ten Thousand Beasts, the Crown Prince of the Ancient Jiang Country, and Sun Wukong, only three Quasi-Saints are stationed."

"Of course, with the Immortal Court’s fortune to mobilize, hosting these three Quasi-Saints against six should be possible."

"As for the rest..."

The voice from the Black Lotus chuckled, "The Quasi-Saints of the Outer Demon Race will help resolve it."

The words fell.

In the far distant, a surging black mist rose, revealing seven overwhelmingly powerful figures appearing there.

The Black Lotus said, "They are the Ancient Seven Monarchs of the Demon Realm. Buzhou Mountain in the Demon Realm was seized by them in the Upper Realm in their day."

"Additionally..."

The Black Lotus paused, and a twisted purple light appeared in the air as a man cloaked in tumultuous demonic qi slowly materialized.

He seemed to emerge from the abyss.

Black hair like a waterfall, black robes like mist.

It was the evil thought of Tathagata, the Buddha of Wutian!

"I will also go," Wutian said calmly with his hands behind his back.

Lin Heng’s eyes narrowed slightly, discovering that the aura exuded by Wutian before him was even more formidable than he had imagined.

And those seven ancient Demon Monarchs were each equally unfathomable.

"It seems your position among the Outer Demon Race is quite exalted," Lin Heng observed.

"It’s not about position. The bustling world is all for profit, and all the clamor is to pursue advantage." Wutian spoke with detachment, exposing the truth plainly.

"That’s true." Lin Heng nodded, then suddenly with sharp eyes said, "However, I can repel the enemy without you, so there doesn’t seem to be a need for cooperation between us."

"Moreover, with so many helping you, why not seize the Mahayana Sutra in the Western Heaven on your own?"

Wutian shook his head and said, "There are prohibitions against me in the Western Heaven, I cannot go there."

Then he turned to Lin Heng, "As for you, your strength sure is formidable. I believe that even facing fifteen Quasi-Saints joined together, you would not be at a disadvantage."

"But this time, it’s not just Maitreya deploying the Seven Treasures Exquisite Tower, and Venerable Emperor Chong’en deploying the Celestial Book; even the Demon Ancestor will bring the Donghuang Bell."

"And you, without the Map of Mountains and Rivers this time, even if you have the Nether Lord Banner brought back to the Immortal Court, how can you resist three Sacred Weapons?"

Lin Heng’s eyes narrowed slightly, "What, do you have a way to handle it?"

He did not mention receiving the Netherworld Book of Life and Death from Yang Jian.

Wutian evidently was unaware, smiling slightly, "Since I say so, naturally I have a way."

Hearing this, Lin Heng fell silent, speaking only after a while, "How can I trust you to protect the Daoist court?"

If things are as the other says,

with the Demon Ancestor also bringing the Donghuang Bell,

this battle would indeed be tricky even with the Book of Life and Death.

Since with two Sacred Weapons against three, he would face not only a Sacred Weapon but also the might of ten Quasi-Saints.

"If you retrieve the Mahayana Sutra, my fate will be in your hands. If the Daoist court encounters any mishap, I could hardly escape your retribution." Wutian said.

"No, that’s not enough." Lin Heng shook his head.

Wutian’s reasoning failed to convince Lin Heng to agree to this collaboration.

"Once successful, I will grant you an Extreme Sacred Weapon," Wutian offered calmly.

Lin Heng frowned slightly, "Could the Mahayana Sutra be more important than an Extreme Sacred Weapon?"

Wutian said indifferently, "In another’s hands, it seems less than a Sacred Weapon, but to me alone, it outweighs everything."

Lin Heng remarked, "Why do I feel as if I’m seeking skin with a tiger?"

Wutian’s expression remained placid, "Rather than worry about me being that tiger, you should guard against Yang Jian."

Lin Heng’s brow furrowed slightly, "You know where I went?"

Wutian replied calmly, "The whole world can’t find Yang Jian’s whereabouts, except inside the Treasure Lotus Lamp—where else could he be?"

He then returned to the main topic.

"Time is short. This cooperation—I hope you agree."

Lin Heng’s gaze was concentrated as he broke his silence with a smile, "I will turn the Buddha Country upside down, and let’s hope you don’t disappoint me either."