Journey to the West: Treasure Vase of the Great Dao-Chapter 476 - 249: Pointing the Sword at Mount Ling

The frenzy in Dapeng's eyes gradually dissipated, and he had become aware of his own predicament, but the unwillingness rooted deep in his heart made it impossible for him to accept such an ending.

Black flames suddenly emerged in both eyes, and within a moment, the pitch-black flames enveloped his body, his Demonic Qi now more formidable than ever before.

Green Lion and Bai Xiang exchanged a glance quietly and nodded slightly. They took their chances to move their bodies slowly while Monkey and the others were attacking Dapeng, with Lu Yu's involvement, they were very clear that the trend was irreversible, and if they continued to stay, they might endanger their lives.

However, as they were about to disengage from the battlefield, a piercing Sword Qi abruptly blocked their path. Others might have overlooked them, but Lu Yu did not. Witnessing the tragic state of Lion Camel City, he was determined to kill.

"Lu Yu!" Green Lion and Bai Xiang exclaimed in shock, not expecting the Human Sage to be unwilling to spare them even at this juncture.

"We will fight you to the death, even if it means mutual destruction," declared Green Lion and Bai Xiang in irate rage. They felt a deep humiliation, and Lu Yu's attitude and actions clearly signaled that he intended to kill them. This provoked their vicious nature, and without regard for the frenzied Dapeng, they brandished their weapons and charged at Lu Yu.

Lu Yu smiled and said, "Your hands are stained with the blood of my human race, and yet you delude yourselves with thoughts of escape—an utterly foolish desire."

Wielding the Sword of state, he took on the two monsters. The three of them fought fiercely, and their weapons clashing in the air produced a loud noise. Lu Yu fought with his Immortal Sword soaring, Sword Qi sweeping across as fiercely as a sudden squall, striking at the two monsters. Even in a one-against-two situation, he opted for offense over defense, exuding a momentum as magnificent as a rainbow, putting the two monsters into a difficult position.

"Screech!" Dapeng issued another sharp cry, his eyes ablaze with black flames surveyed everyone as if looking at prey.

Monkey was instantaneously infuriated by Dapeng's disdainful gaze and roared in anger, "How dare you, you vile beast, show such contempt for me, Lao Sun!"

With the use of the Great Divine Power, Law of Heaven and Earth, he transformed into a towering giant and threw a punch at the Dapeng Bird. The massive punch stirred up a terrifying storm in Lion Camel City. The city, already reduced to ruins, was instantly swept up by the fierce winds, with countless rocks and wooden debris flying everywhere, crashing to the ground with a thunderous noise.

But Dapeng was not to be outdone. Far from being intimidated by Monkey's fearsome attack, he instead raised his head and charged toward the giant fist.

The golden Giant Ape and the purple-black Dapeng Bird collided in the sky, like a meteor striking the earth. Numerous purple-black flames fell from the sky, like a volcanic eruption, and in an instant, Lion Camel City was engulfed by the purple-black flames. The thick Demonic Qi soared into the sky, turning the area into a domain resembling a demonic land.

Lu Yu and the two monsters, Green Lion and Bai Xiang, weaved through this sea of fire, each exerting their full strength in a battle filled with killing intent. Even from a slight distance, Tang Monk could still feel the coldest killing intent emanating from Lion Camel City, causing him to unconsciously bring his hands together and quietly say to himself, "Amitabha Buddha!"

Little White Dragon stared intently at the immense shadow in the sky, the terrifying figure making him tremble uncontrollably. It was a fear that stemmed from his very bloodline, conjuring in Little White Dragon the legends once shared among the Dragon Clan.

High above the sky, the Giant Ape and the Dapeng Bird began their most terrifying confrontation, with Demonic Qi and golden light intertwining, rendering the entire sky eerie and unpredictable.

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Such terrifying commotion instantly attracted the attention of all the mighty powers from the three realms, with countless individuals casting their gaze upon this area. The Demon Lord, looking at the crazed, bloodthirsty figure in Lion Camel City, couldn't help but burst into loud laughter.

"Tathagata, how will you explain this to the human race? It truly is a case where one's intentional efforts to plant flowers have led to no blossoms, yet the willows planted unintentionally grow thick with shade," laughed the Demon Lord, clapping his hands loudly, his face full of triumph and joy.

The corruption of Dapeng was indeed beyond his expectations. Originally, when he obstructed Tathagata's enlightenment, he had set in motion cause and effect, and as such, every monk of Buddhism must have the seeds of Demonic Qi hidden within. If they could subdue the Demonic Qi in their hearts, their cultivation would grow significantly. Thus, the two forces complemented each other, leading to the current entangled state of cause and effect. However, Mount Ling was after all the sacred land of Buddhism, where the many years of prayers and chanting by countless Buddhas and the faithful had long purified the land with faith and the essence of Buddhism.

Such a land made it difficult for the growth of Demonic Qi. Therefore, after numerous failed attempts, the Demon Lord had long given up on contaminating the renowned figures of Mount Ling. Instead, he started from the minor details, undermining the foundation of Buddhism, and so far, the effects had been good. However, he truly had not anticipated that the relationship between Dapeng and Tathagata could give rise to such terrifying Demonic Qi.

Manjushri and Samantabhadra, the two Bodhisattvas, also witnessed the scene at Lion Camel Ridge and furrowed their brows. They had sent their mounts down the mountain with the intention of accruing merit, yet these few individuals had become completely lawless, devouring the people of an entire city and even undertaking actions such as farming the human race.

The human race, as the protagonist of the current world, is as renowned as Heaven and Earth itself, which represents a terrifying power. Although the human race appears somewhat fragile now, this is merely the direction deliberately chosen by the Human Sages for them. It does not indicate that the human race is weak and can be bullied.

Now that all of this has been exposed to the mighty powers of the three realms, it will likely be difficult to resolve peacefully.

Indeed, before the Bodhisattvas had a chance to speak, they saw a Treasured Sword flying out from the Kyushu Fiery Cloud Cave and planting itself firmly at the gate of Mount Ling. On one side of the blade were engraved the sun, the moon, and the stars, and on the other, mountains and vegetation; on one side of the hilt was inscribed the art of farming and husbandry, and on the other, strategies for unifying the four seas. It was none other than the Xuanyuan Sword of the human race.

As the sacred land of Buddhism, Mount Ling was the most sacred and solemn place for the entire Buddhist community. There had never been an incident where someone dared to plant a Treasured Sword at its entrance—a gesture tantamount to a challenge.

Countless devout believers were angered, no longer able to maintain their composure, they grew agitated, eager to wash away this disgrace.

At that moment, the voice of Emperor Xuanyuan came from the sword: "Tathagata, we, the human race, demand an explanation."

The voice was authoritative, echoing around Mount Ling, causing those agitated devotees to suddenly calm down. It was then that they realized the sword represented the supreme authority of the Human Path, and the echoing words unmistakably indicated that Buddhism had committed an act damaging to the Human Path.

Monks born of the human race looked complexly towards the summit of Mount Ling. Knowing that the Xuanyuan Sword had not appeared for many years, its arrival at Mount Ling to question Tathagata left them wordless. Although they were monks of Buddhism, they were ultimately part of the human race; therefore, they could only cast their eyes toward the summit of Mount Ling, hoping that one of the revered Sages would provide a reasonable explanation.

Unbeknownst to them, Buddhism had suddenly faced its greatest crisis, and a rupture with the human race was akin to cutting off its own foundation.