Cultivation: I Have Studied Abroad in the Modern World-Chapter 1202 - 531: Fall of the Pure Land, Sealing Off the Continent

Chapter 1202: Chapter 531: Fall of the Pure Land, Sealing Off the Continent

Zheng Fa looked up, and saw a skeletal and shriveled hand, like that of an old man, yet the five fingers resembled five soaring mountains, pressing down towards him.

The air erupted with a piercing explosion, and he even felt an overwhelming pressure as though the entire Pure Land was going to engulf him.

When the hand landed atop Zheng Fa’s head and collided with Lu Yao’s golden bowl, it didn’t pause in the slightest, the fingers converged, pushing down together with the golden bowl, completely enveloping Zheng Fa.

Zheng Fa felt as if he was drowning in a sea of Buddhist light, all he saw was gold, surrounded by a pervasive and overwhelming pressure, leaving him immobile and with no escape.

Inside the Great Hero Hall, a towering yet ethereal peak rose, standing like sheer cliffs, its summit above the hall’s dome, reaching into the sky.

In the Pure Land, the Dharma Images of Buddhas, Bodhisattvas, and Arhats saw Zheng Fa captured, and they all smiled, repeatedly praising.

"Let’s have Master Zheng be our guest here at Leiyin Temple for now." Lu Yao said with a smile, then turned his gaze towards Xuan Chengzi and others, "Dear Daoist friends, what do you think?"

Yaochi Blissful Heavenly Lady and Peacock Emperor, upon hearing this, immediately said: "We heed Buddha’s guidance."

Lu Yao looked towards the Hidden World Three Immortals.

Of the Three Immortals, the oldest and most cultivated, Gu Hong Taoist, exchanged glances with the other two before speaking, "We... We are also willing to join in this grand endeavor."

At this, everyone turned their attention to the Supreme Dao.

Xuan Chengzi was silent for a moment, seemingly pondering, "This matter I still need to discuss back at the sect, but one point—"

He turned to Lu Yao, "If the Hongmeng Purple Qi is truly as marvelous as you say, Buddha, I have my ways to persuade the other disciples."

"But if the Hongmeng Purple Qi is overrated, or perhaps if we cannot obtain the Hongmeng Purple Qi... this matter will be difficult." 𝒇𝙧𝙚𝓮𝔀𝓮𝒃𝙣𝓸𝒗𝒆𝒍.𝙘𝒐𝒎

The Hidden World Three Immortals slowly nodded upon hearing this, lacking complete trust in Lu Yao, yet agreeing now was simply hard to resist the allure of the Pure Land coupled with the compelling force of the Hongmeng Purple Qi.

Xuan Chengzi’s words were indeed wise.

"Then what are we waiting for?" Heaven-shaking Demon Emperor laughed heartily, "Shouldn’t we head to Jiushan Sect? My nephew, Dapeng, also perished at Haori Mountain, and this grudge, I still recall!"

Lu Yao glanced at the mountain suppressing Zheng Fa, with a benign expression: "Master Zheng, why not directly reveal the location of the Hongmeng Purple Qi? It might spare Jiushan Sect from devastation."

There was no response from the mountain.

"Since Master Zheng is stubborn, then there’s no better time than now..." Lu Yao slowly shook his head, seemingly pitying Jiushan Sect, "Why don’t we head straight to Jiushan Sect?"

"You’re overestimating them!"

Heaven-shaking Demon Emperor grumbled.

Xuanwei had merely twenty-four Golden Immortals, and here were fourteen, mobilizing together against Jiushan Sect while the Sect Leader was absent, it seemed like using a dragon-slaying sword to kill a chicken.

"Master Zheng and Jiushan Sect have thwarted my plans several times..." Lu Yao was smiling, seemingly unashamed of his previous failures, but rather explaining, "How could I not view Jiushan Sect highly?"

Daoist Li, upon hearing this, couldn’t help but sigh inwardly; a slight disagreement would lead to Golden Immortals sweeping the land, Jiushan Sect inviting such a formidable enemy as Lu Yao, indeed was somewhat unlucky. After pondering for a while, he only felt that this time Jiushan Sect was indeed doomed, with no chance of recovery.

Seeing no one objecting, Lu Yao took the lead, flying out of the hall, the rest glanced at each other and followed suit.

The Four Directions Buddha, two Golden Immortals of the Demon Race, Yaochi Blissful Heavenly Lady, Hidden World Three Immortals, three of Taishang Nine Sons, and most of Xuanwei’s Golden Immortals majestically followed behind Lu Yao, appearing to be his subordinates.

Even Daoist Li had to admit, Lu Yao at this moment had indeed consolidated great momentum, calling him World Honored One was fittingly apt.

The group had just flown out of the hall when Lu Yao’s silhouette suddenly paused, looking up to the sky.

Above, the golden haze, dreamlike and illusory, akin to a mirage, the Pure Land was tinged with red clouds.

Lu Yao abruptly turned back.

The mountain formed by Thunder Sound Buddha’s hand, which suppressed Zheng Fa, had ignited a grand and fierce wildfire.

The red glow from the volcano reflected on the mirage-like Pure Land.

Daoist Li was somewhat surprised, was this Zheng Fa’s means of escape?

Looking at Lu Yao, he felt something amiss—escaping of Zheng Fa was obviously not good for Lu Yao, yet Lu Yao’s expression, how to put it... eyes wide with rage, seemed almost furious.

"Did you destroy the Golden Lotus given by the Saint?" Lu Yao’s voice seemed to come from between his teeth, filled with confusion, resentment, and even despair, "You actually dared to destroy the Golden Lotus?"

"..."

Xuan Chengzi and others seeing the anomaly knew something had changed again, exchanged glances quietly, and watched silently.

In the red flames, the mountain transformed by the hand exploded violently.

A figure stood amid the fiery glow, atop his head a burning lotus.

His features were blurred, yet everyone couldn’t help but feel a tremor in their hearts.

Zheng Fa extended a finger to the sky, saying: "The Pure Land forged by the wishes of all beings..."

Then pointed a finger to the ground, continuing: "Should not be on the other shore."

As his words fell, the lotus atop his head slowly rotated upward, flew beneath the Pure Land, and exploded fiercely!

Gold-tinged red fragments blossomed like fireworks within the Pure Land.

As the fragments touched the Pure Land, it was as if sparks met dry straw, igniting into a raging inferno!

The erstwhile celestial Pure Land now seemed like an inferno, hanging in the air like boundless fiery clouds.

Upon the Pure Land, those Dharma Images that were once laughing soon faced a dire calamity, scattering in panic.

Amidst the flames, the once-contiguous Pure Land slowly disintegrated, fractured, turning into meteoric fireballs, plummeting downward.