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Chapter 525 - 524: Is the Array of the Western Pure Land Meant to Counter the Saint? [Part 1]

"Something really happened in Little Western Heaven?"

"What on earth happened? Someone actually dared to attack your Dao Field?"

The sea of clouds roared, Sanskrit characters paved the way, Joyful Buddha and East Buddha walked side by side, racing towards the Western Immortal Realm.

East Buddha, who always faced the world with a smile, had an unusually grim expression this time.

Originally, with the assembly of fifteen Quasi-Saints, jointly attacking the Eastern Desolate Daoist Court, he was full of confidence.

Confident that the man ranked first beneath the Saints wouldn’t return to save the day.

If he dared to appear.

They, with the Celestial Book of God Sealing, the Seven Treasures Exquisite Tower, plus the Donghuang Bell, three Extreme Sacred Weapons, would have been enough to ensure his downfall!

But who could have imagined.

After reaching the Eastern Desolate Daoist Court, the Daoist Lord did not appear.

Instead, the Ancient Seven Monarchs of the Demon Realm descended!

These were formidable beings who had once caused immense suffering to the Immortal Realm’s Quasi-Saints, with unbelievably frightening power!

And besides that.

The evil thought of the Present Buddha Tathagata, Buddha of Wutian actually came as well!

He, already unfathomable, brought along an Extreme Sacred Weapon from the Demon Race.

This made the Quasi-Saints on their side, who only wanted a piece of the pie without taking risks, instantly waver in their resolve.

As a result, a Dao-extermination war forcefully turned into a standoff.

And during the standoff, something unknown happened in the Demon Race Celestial Court, prompting the Demon Ancestor to decisively choose to withdraw.

Once he left with the Donghuang Bell.

Their previous clear advantage naturally evaporated.

In the end, this Dao-extermination battle had to be called off.

While the change in plans led to postponement, East Buddha, though regretful, wouldn’t be too troubled by it.

But what he didn’t expect was that just as he left the Eastern Desolate Continent, he sensed his Dao Field’s Grand Array being triggered.

Immediately after, he felt a massive disturbance and shortfall in the Power of Faith he’d been absorbing daily.

East Buddha instantly realized that something had changed in the Western Continent, and his believers had suffered losses.

This left him momentarily shocked and angered.

When a startling conjecture flashed in his mind, his face turned extremely grim.

"It’s him, he’s causing havoc in Little Western Heaven!" East Buddha’s tightly clenched fists trembled slightly, the benevolence on his face replaced by fury and murderous intent.

"Ah? Him... do you mean?" Joyful Buddha hadn’t grasped it yet.

East Buddha took a deep breath, gritting his teeth as he spoke the speculation.

"It’s that Lord of the Dao Court!"

At these words, Joyful Buddha was stunned, a touch of confusion appearing in his eyes.

"How do you know?" he couldn’t help but ask.

East Buddha said in a deep voice, "He didn’t come out in the Demon Realm that day, and today Wutian is watching over his Dao Court. Isn’t the subtlety still obvious?"

Joyful Buddha seemed thoughtful, his eyebrows gradually furrowed, his eyes suddenly dawning:

"This is a transaction..."

"Wutian can’t enter the Buddha Country, and the Daoist can’t defend the Dao Court."

"So, they reached a cooperation in the Demon Realm!"

"Wutian helps him resolve the crisis of the Dao Court, and he goes to Little Western Heaven... to take the Mahayana Buddhist Sutras?"

Upon understanding this, Joyful Buddha’s eyelids twitched wildly: "In that case, wouldn’t the Golden Cicada..."

East Buddha took a deep breath: "Unless there’s an accident, it’s inevitable for him to die..."

"Alas..."

Saying this, he couldn’t help feeling somewhat regretful.

"I should have thought of it earlier; the Mahayana Buddhist Sutras were forged by Wutian, and whether the Golden Cicada is dead, he knows better than anyone."

"I was confident the Buddha Country could firmly defend against those from the Demon Realm, but I overlooked that Daoist..."

Joyful Buddha’s eyes turned gloomy: "It’s not the Buddha’s negligence; after all, who could have foreseen that the Lord of Daoism would join forces with the Demon Race..."

At this point, he suddenly recalled something, glanced warily behind him, then looked slightly puzzled: "The Great Ming King didn’t return with us together?"

East Buddha’s voice was calm: "She doesn’t know Golden Cicada is still alive, so she naturally sees me as a great enemy. How could she dare to travel alone with us?"

"That’s true." Joyful Buddha nodded, gazing into the distance: "I don’t know if the Buddhas of Lingshan can keep that guy in the Buddha Country."

East Buddha said, "I hope he pushes his luck at Lingshan."

The two stopped talking, each step forward like a shooting star, racing quickly towards the Western Heaven Buddha Country.

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"Om... Ma... Ni... Pad... Me... Hum..."

"Om... Ma... Ni... Pad... Me... Hum..."

"Om... Ma... Ni... Pad..."

Meanwhile, in the Western Heaven Buddha Country, Brahma Sound echoed everywhere.

Obscure, ethereal, originating from nowhere, going nowhere.

The world could only see, across heaven and earth as far as the eye could reach, countless shining Sanskrit characters floating up.

They were innumerable, covering the four corners of the Western Heaven Buddha Country, dense and bright as stars.

Enveloping the entire Buddha Country.

This scene was extremely divine, sparking a grand worship from believers and making all the powerful in the Buddha Country tense and heavy-faced.

"This is the Array of the Western Pure Land, this is the Array of the Western Pure Land!!"

"Why has it been opened? What has happened?"

"Oh my, I remember, the last time this array was activated seems to be during the great war between Buddhism and Daoism after the collapse of the Ancient Celestial Court, right?"

"After more than 300,000 years, why is this array being reopened today?"

"Could another world-shaking battle be about to break out?"

"What on earth happened at Little Western Heaven and Lingshan ahead?"

Everyone was anxious and uneasy.

The Western Immortal Realm is too vast, and even Quasi-Saints find it hard to fully grasp every corner instantly.

So these boundary powerhouses only knew that Quasi-Saint level battles occurred at Little Western Heaven and Lingshan, but they didn’t know who initiated them or what exactly happened.

They only knew.

The Array of the Western Pure Land had been activated.

This means that the Buddhas of Lingshan, until now, had not yet quelled the turmoil.

This inevitably led to speculation about what kind of earth-shattering changes had occurred...

"It’s over, we can’t get out..."

On a desolate border, looking at the Brahma Array extending across the sky and earth before them.

Cyan Ox couldn’t help but turn pale, murmuring to explain: "This is the Array of the Western Pure Land, personally forged by Tathagata, meant to prevent the Shangqing Saint from destroying the Buddha Country in the Buddha-Dao war..."

"When the Ancient Celestial Court collapsed, and Buddhism attacked Daoism, this array was opened."

"Once opened, the entire Western Heaven Buddha Country becomes impregnable."

"No one can enter, and no one can leave."

"Even the Saints can’t break it open quickly; this time, we are going to become turtles in a jar..."

Cyan Ox sighed, explaining to Lin Heng the origins and fearsome nature of the grand array, his thoughts seemingly returning to more than 300,000 years ago, his mood incredibly heavy.

However, one second he was muttering to himself in despair.

The next moment, he felt a ripple, a flash of light in front of him, and then he appeared outside the Sanskrit Array.