Daoism Revival System: Start with fighting against Debunker Streamer-Chapter 231 - 230: Sumeru Mountain Awakening Ritual, Lingyin Temple in Peril [Part 3]

In the following period, Lin Heng further inquired about the matters of the Demon-locking Tower from Daoist Jinghui.

He gradually came to understand that the true terror within the Demon-locking Tower is an entity known as the Celestial Demon Emperor.

According to Shushan's records:

The Celestial Demon Emperor did not originally emerge in the human world; some say it originates from the true Demon Race, while others assert it is a being fallen from grace after an Immortal harbored evil thoughts.

But those details no longer matter.

What matters is that in the human world, it possesses terrifying cultivation that surpasses any being!

It could be said that the Demon Dragon of Lao Mountain, the Corpse Fiend of Maoshan, the Heavenly Injury Star in the Demon Suppression Hall of Dragon and Tiger Mountain, along with the already vanquished Black Mountain Demon, combined, couldn't compare to the terror brought by a single Celestial Demon Emperor!

Therefore, the Demon-locking Tower must not fail.

This is also why, despite internal chaos in their own sacred lands, others still need to dispatch people to aid Shushan.

There's no other way.

To guard the Demon-locking Tower, Shushan's Daoists are almost depleted.

Even the current Sect Leader, Daoist Jinghui, is merely at the Grandmaster Realm.

This shows how far Shushan has declined.

Lin Heng sighed with emotion, reminiscing about the past when Shushan was one of the Five Great Holy Lands.

But ever since the last Master Changqing ascended, Shushan gradually fell into decline, eventually being ousted from the Holy Land seat, relegated to a secondary power.

"By the way, Daoist Jinghui, there's one thing I still don't understand; why is there internal chaos in all our Daoist sacred lands at the same time?"

"Is it purely a coincidence or..." Lin Heng voiced his greatest doubt.

Daoist Jinghui hesitated before saying, "According to the undercurrents, it's because Fengdu Ghost City is about to revive, with increasing evil aura underground, strengthening those demons and spirits, which is why chaos occurs."

"However..."

"Based on our investigation, aside from this, there might also be spies from the Buddhist Sect deliberately sabotaging the demon-sealing barrier."

At this point, Daoist Jinghui lowered his voice: "Not long ago, there was an issue with the Demon-locking Tower's barrier. It almost caused an incident, but fortunately, experts from various sects arrived in time, especially the five from the Imperial City, who played a significant role this time."

"Similarly, it was the Imperial City that alerted us to the possibility of someone from Little Sumeru Mountain being within Shushan."

"Little Sumeru Mountain again?"

Hearing this, Lin Heng's eyes narrowed slightly.

"What, have you had encounters with Little Sumeru Mountain?"

Daoist Jinghui showed curiosity, then suddenly realized, "Right, Master Lian Zhou mentioned that during the fall of Jinshan Temple, a formidable individual from Little Sumeru Mountain ambushed you."

"That's right."

Lin Heng nodded and said, "He was the current Saint Heir of Little Sumeru Mountain."

"A few days ago, I already defeated him."

"Oh… wait, what?"

Daoist Jinghui's eyes widened, completely dumbfounded on the spot.

...

For the next three days, Lin Heng stayed at Shushan, not only to ensure the safety of the three Masters but also to conveniently learn more about the situations in the sacred lands from the Daoists of the various great sacred lands.

...

Meanwhile, elsewhere.

Little Sumeru Mountain.

Five days of ritual purification and incense burning.

Today, the grand awakening ritual finally began.

The entirety of Little Sumeru Mountain, with tens of thousands of monks, gathered at the Lotus Square.

The legendary Saint Buddha Platform, built in the very center of the Fortune Lotus Pool, where the water glows golden, inhabited with dragon fish swimming and steaming with Immortal Aura.

In the pool, eighty-one golden lotus flowers arranged their petals, surrounding the central Saint Buddha Platform.

At that moment, sitting solemnly in the Saint Buddha Platform was Little Fa Hai, with celestial dragon tattoos on his shoulders.

His eyes remained tightly shut, not having awakened since falling asleep that day.

Yet, now he sat steadfast, enveloped in a faint golden light, radiating an aura of solemnity and sanctity.

Venerable Guangming and twelve Elders of Sumeru Mountain stood by the Fortune Pool, leading from the front while behind them, tens of thousands of monks kneeled in unison.

The Saint Master continued to sit high amidst the clouds, his gaze serene as he overlooked the congregation.

With the arrival of the ritual Shi Chen,

The Saint Master commenced reciting in profound tones.

"Thus have I heard: At one time, the Buddha was in Shawei Country, residing in Jetavana Monastery, along with a congregation of twelve hundred and fifty great bhikkhus."

"At that time, the World Honored One, when it was time for alms, donned his robe, took his bowl, and entered the great city of Shawei seeking alms."

"Having begged from door to door in the city, he returned to his place. After eating his meal, storing his robe and bowl, and washing his feet, he sat down."

"..."

"Thus have I heard..."

In tandem with the Saint Master's recitation, tangible scriptures drifted from his mouth.

His voice resounded from all directions.

Like the Zen thought of a Great Buddha, seemingly distant yet close, echoing endlessly.

At this moment, tens of thousands of monks clasped hands together, chanting along.

...

In Little Sumeru Mountain, they were already prepared to welcome the real Fa Hai.

But simultaneously, Lingyin Temple, also a part of the Saint Sect, was facing a dire crisis.

At this moment, the Abbot Chen Yin, blood trickling from his lips, chest heaving, struggled to rise from the ruins of the collapsed Buddhist Hall.

Behind him were the Eighteen Copper Arhats, similarly gravely injured.

Furthermore,

The nearly ten thousand monks who set up the Great Brightness Buddha Lotus Array were all struck down by a casual blow from the Tree Demon Granny, scattering everywhere in devastation.

"Tree Demon, the fall of Black Mountain was that Daoist's doing!"

"Why don't you seek revenge on him, why do you constantly oppose Lingyin Temple?"

Chen Yin felt himself close to madness, driven insane with anger. Hearing of the destruction of the Subduing Dragon Pestle had left him in a daze for many days, and today he had barely regained consciousness when the Black Mountain Ghost Tree, driven wild for unknown reasons, invaded Lingyin Temple directly.

In a hurry, he commanded the monks within the temple to set up the Great Brightness Temple Buddha Lotus Array to confront the threat.

Who could have imagined that this Black Mountain Ghost Tree's power was ten times more terrifying today than last time, scattering their side completely with a single blow?

How could they fight?

How could they possibly fight this?

"What exactly do you want?" Chen Yin gritted his teeth and inquired.

The Tree Demon Granny's eyes gleamed viciously, repeating its demand.

"Little Sumeru Mountain, tell me where Little Sumeru Mountain is!"

Chen Yin was almost at his wit's end: "I told you, I don't know, I truly don't know, why don't you believe me?"

"Monks do not lie!"

He just couldn't understand why he'd been so unlucky recently.

Leaving the temple, Lingyin Temple was ransacked.

Attempting to seize Fa Hai's Golden Body ended in failure and the temple treasure was lost.

Releasing that madman from the Subduing Dragon Hall in hopes he would retrieve the Immortal Soldier, only for him to destroy the Subduing Dragon Pestle, leaving no one benefiting!

Now, even worse, the Tree Demon was seeking Little Sumeru Mountain, and unable to find a way, it turned to attack their mountain gate instead?

Where is the justice in this?

Where is the morality?

"I don't care!"

The Tree Demon Granny's eyes were fierce and said sharply: "If no one in Lingyin Temple can tell me where Little Sumeru Mountain is today, I will destroy your Buddhist Saint Sect!"

The demon's aura erupted violently, like a volcanic eruption, so intense that all monks were filled with dread.

Seeing the situation, Chen Yin couldn't take it anymore, turning towards the sacred grounds and shouting:

"If you don't come out now!"

"Then I won't care anymore; let Lingyin Temple be destroyed from now on, damn it!!"

Saying this, he turned to the Tree Demon and said: "Inside there are two-thousand-year-old relics, they certainly know where Little Sumeru Mountain is, attack them directly, they will definitely speak!"

Chen Yin finally gave up, disregarding the honor and disgrace of the Saint Sect, the thousand-year rise and fall?

To hell with it!