Chapter 466: Buddhist Sect's Sixth Ancestor Revives! The Demon Clan's Primordial Visit

Chapter 466: Buddhist Sect's Sixth Ancestor Revives! The Demon Clan's Primordial Visit

The dark seawater slowly churned, thick mist enveloping the surface, and within it, an ancient temple appeared and disappeared like a mirage.

Amidst the howling sea breeze, another sound could be faintly heard, like the chanting of monks or the wailing of mortals.

Just then, a streak of radiant light pierced through the dense mist.

A thousand-zhang Peng Bird emerged, its flapping wings stirring up endless waves, as it arrived before the ancient temple and slowly descended, transforming into a human form.

He approached the temple's entrance, his face solemn as he extended his hand and knocked on the tightly shut door.

"Demon Court Peng Liu, seeking an audience," the Peng Demon declared, his voice calm and devoid of emotion, making it impossible to discern his thoughts.

And just as he finished speaking, the ancient temple, which had never opened its doors to outsiders, slowly opened its heavy gates amidst the sea of rules.

A thunderous roar echoed through the dim and quiet sea of rules, reverberating in all four directions.

Inside the temple, a thin, sorrowful-looking monk, his hands already clasped in prayer, awaited.

"Layman, please follow me," the monk said calmly, then turned and headed deeper into the temple.

His body seemed to fade like a phantom, disappearing from sight in just a few steps.

The Peng Demon, unfazed, nodded slightly and stepped into the temple, turning into a gentle breeze and vanishing from his original spot.

Along the way, countless creatures were seen chanting sutras and worshipping the Buddha, piles of white bones stacked like mountains, and surging willpower covering the sky dome.

However, neither the monk nor the Peng Demon showed any interest, treating these scenes as commonplace.

It wasn't until they reached a somewhat dim hall that the Peng Demon's expression changed, a hint of seriousness appearing in his eyes.

The hall's doors were wide open, revealing the scene within without any concealment.

Inside, six thin, elderly monks and six towering, majestic Buddha statues with distinct expressions stood.

At that moment, as if by coincidence, when the Peng Demon looked into the hall, the six thin, elderly monks and the six Buddha statues all turned to look at him simultaneously.

A chill crept into the Peng Demon's heart.

The next moment, the guiding monk's voice suddenly reached his ears, causing him to snap out of his daze.

A monk and a demon stood outside the hall, seemingly appearing out of nowhere.

"Very well," the Peng Demon replied, suppressing his thoughts and nodding in agreement. He took another step forward and entered the dim hall.

"Instead of going to Spirit Mountain, the Peng King has traveled countless miles to this sea of rules. What could be the meaning behind this?" an elderly monk asked slowly.

The Peng Demon, upon hearing this, did not respond immediately. Instead, he scanned the hall, carefully observing each of the six Buddha statues before calmly replying, "With Spirit Mountain in seclusion, how can I reach it?"

Almost as soon as he finished speaking, a chill suddenly appeared in the hall, rapidly spreading towards the Peng Demon's feet.

"It's best for the Peng King to speak his business. If he mentions useless matters again, it's unlikely he'll leave this temple today," another elderly monk spoke up.

The humiliation of the Buddhist Sect's blockade and the fact that the evil incarnation had not yet been captured was a stain on the Buddhist Sect's reputation.

For a member of the Demon Clan to bring this up to their faces was a direct insult, and the elderly monks could not help but feel enraged.

"Could it be that you're not from the Demon Clan and are unaware that half of the Demon Clan was annihilated by a single sword?" another elderly monk sneered.

Compared to the Buddhist Sect, the Demon Clan was not in a better position, and their situation was even more dire.

Not to mention the slaughter of the human clan in the Northern Region outside the Immortal Dynasty, but later, the entire Demon Clan on the Vast Continent was annihilated by a single sword.

How dare this Peng Bird show its face before them and mock the Buddhist Sect? However, the Peng Demon, upon hearing this, remained unperturbed. Instead, he nodded seriously and replied, "I am aware of this matter, and that is why I have come."

After saying this, he scanned the six elderly monks with his eyes and spoke with a chilling tone, "Buddhist Sect elders, don't you want to capture that evil incarnation?"

Hearing this, the elderly monks exchanged glances and calmly replied, "Which great figure from the Demon Clan has awakened?"

After several encounters with Qin Zheng, they had realized that the Primordial Chaos was a realm where one death occurred for every existence.

To capture Qin Zheng, only a Primordial Chaos great figure's personal intervention would offer a chance.

The Demon Clan should also understand this.

The Peng Demon, confident, smiled but did not answer their question. Instead, he changed the topic, "It seems that the Buddhist Sect should also have a great figure awakened."

"This king has come to deliver a message from our awakened ancestor, inviting the Spirit Mountain fellow cultivators to join forces and capture that evil incarnation once and for all!"

At these words, several elder monks' eyes slightly narrowed.

Although they had anticipated this, the silent revival of a Primordial Chaos from the Demon Clan still made them feel an immense pressure.

The slumbering Primordial Chaos beings gradually awakened, and the Vast Continent was about to enter a terrifying era of great conflict.

Numerous thoughts flashed through their minds in an instant.

"If the Demon Clan has a Primordial Chaos being, why not take action directly? Could it be that the evil incarnation can escape from the hands of a Primordial Chaos being?"

One of the elder monks spoke with feigned curiosity.

But just as his words fell, a cold hum suddenly echoed in his heart.

"Hmph!"

A terrifying surge of demonic power erupted from within him, instantly bursting forth and destroying everything in its path.

Bang!!

In an instant, the elder monk's body exploded, turning into a mist of blood that filled the sky.

The awakened Primordial Chaos being from the Demon Clan stood there, watching everything that happened in the temple.

The elder monk's seemingly curious question was actually a subtle insult and an attempt to provoke the Demon Clan into taking the first move.

A hint of satisfaction flashed in the Peng Demon's eyes.

But in that instant, a radiant Buddha light suddenly illuminated the temple.

Then, an invisible force appeared, like a reversal of time, restoring the blood mist back into the elder monk's body.

The other elder monks were still in shock.

They never expected that the awakened Primordial Chaos being from the Demon Clan would be paying attention to the temple, fearing that it might provoke the dissatisfaction of the Buddhist Primordial Chaos beings. Why did they send the Peng Bird to deliver a message?

Just as their thoughts were swirling.

"Amitabha."

A Buddhist chant echoed through the temple.

One of the six majestic Buddha statues suddenly glowed with brilliant Buddha light, as if it had come to life.

It then stood up, walked towards one of the elder monks below, and spoke, "Layman Mingyue's temperament is still as fiery as it was back then."

"But if you kill the incarnation of our Buddhist Three Ancestors, aren't you afraid of inviting trouble in the future?"

At this critical moment, the Sixth Ancestor of Buddhism awakened and took action, saving the elder monk's life and expressing dissatisfaction and threats towards the Demon Clan's Primordial Chaos being.

"Hmph."

Another cold hum echoed in the void.

Then, the Peng Demon's pupils suddenly exploded, and his aura plummeted to the bottom of the valley.

But in an instant, the exploded pupils quickly re-condensed, and his aura rapidly climbed back up.

With his hands behind his back, his entire demeanor became cold and sinister, yet also filled with a sense of nobility. He responded in a low voice,

"This little bald monk dares to speculate about the heart of a Primordial Chaos being. Shouldn't he be taught a lesson?"

"Even if you have awakened, or even if the Three Ancestors of Buddhism awaken, I will still kill this incarnation!"

As his words landed, his gaze turned towards the elder monk who had just revived and was still in shock. He directly struck out with a palm.

Bang!

This palm landed directly on the elder monk's head.

But this time, the elder monk did not explode into a mist of blood. Instead, he turned into ashes and dissipated in the terrified gaze of the monk.

The Sixth Ancestor pressed his palms together and recited the scriptures softly, as if performing a supererogatory ritual for the slain monk. Then, he turned his gaze towards the Peng Demon, now occupied by the Demon Clan's Primordial Chaos being.

"The karma between you and the Three Ancestors will be settled by them when they awaken."

"I only wish to ask why you have come to our Buddhist sect. If you cannot provide a satisfactory answer, this fragment of your soul will also dissipate."

The Sixth Ancestor's tone was calm, but each word was laced with intense killing intent.

The Peng Demon chuckled, but instead of arguing further, his expression turned solemn.

"Since we have awakened, that evil incarnation should not be allowed to live any longer."

"But that evil incarnation has hidden itself in the slumbering land of cultivation. I cannot take action for the time being."

"I came here to ask about your plans, or rather, your plans."

Hearing this, the Sixth Ancestor nodded slightly.

Although he had just awakened, the memories of his incarnation were incredibly clear, recording all the events that had transpired over the past million years.

Regarding the evil incarnation mentioned by the Peng Demon, he understood who they were talking about in just the blink of an eye.

And in that same instant, layers of ripples stirred in his calm and serene heart.

The Treasures of the Three Pure Ones, the Beyond-Shore Divine Armament

Such dense fortune!

But his outward expression remained unchanged as he slowly responded, "This child carries the karma of the Three Pure Ones. If you kill him, aren't you afraid of retribution?"

The Peng Demon scoffed, "Those three great figures may be terrifying, but can they still manage our affairs?"

"Are you afraid?"

Although the Peng Demon spoke this way, his gaze was fixed intently on the Sixth Ancestor's reaction.

In the gaze of the Sixth Ancestor, a calm expression settled upon him as he spoke once more, "The killer of men, men shall kill in return."

With just these simple words, the Peng Demon's tension instantly eased, and he laughed heartily, "Then what's your plan? Speak in detail!"

The Three Pures' karmic debt was a formidable obstacle, and it was impossible to be unafraid. But if the Demon Clan and the Buddhist Sect shared the burden, they gained a newfound courage.

The Sixth Ancestor turned his gaze towards the outside of the temple, instantly piercing through layers of space, and saw the boundless chaos beyond the Sea of Rules.

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"We just need to wait patiently."

He had no other method, only one word—wait!



Upon hearing this, the Peng Demon nodded, as if he had expected this answer.

After all, his purpose for coming here was mainly to confirm that the Buddhist Sect would take action, not to genuinely inquire about their methods.

As a Primordial Chaos, how could he not understand the current situation? Was there only one path of waiting?

The Peng Demon raised his head, his gaze sweeping over the remaining five Buddha statues in the hall, then lowering his head again, he continued, "Then, I, this seat, will wait with you to take action together."

As his words fell.

Bang!

The Peng Demon's pupils suddenly exploded, turning into two pitch-black voids, and his aura rapidly plummeted and dissipated.

But the Peng Demon did not perish on the spot. Instead, another aura quickly emerged from his body, instantly reaching its peak.

"Sixth Ancestor?"

The Peng Demon spoke as if in disbelief.

The other old monks also showed displeasure on their faces.

The Primordial Chaos of the Demon Clan had not truly erased the Incarnation of the Third Ancestor, but had instead taken his soul and planted it into the Peng Demon's body.

At this moment, the Primordial Chaos' soul fragment left, and the Incarnation of the Third Ancestor revived in the Peng Demon's body.

Using a Demon Clan member as the Incarnation of the Third Ancestor, wasn't this slapping the Buddhist Sect in the face, and also slapping the Third Ancestor's face?

The Sixth Ancestor's expression remained calm, lightly nodding in response, then waving his hand towards the Peng Demon.

Hum!

A dense Buddha light shone upon him.

The Peng Demon's body underwent a transformation, quickly returning to its original form as an old monk.

"He made some adjustments, this seat temporarily cannot restore your true body, so you'll have to survive with this Demon body for now."

The Sixth Ancestor spoke slowly.

The old monk immediately prostrated himself on the ground, responding with reverence, "Thank you, Sixth Ancestor's great kindness!"

The Sixth Ancestor nodded, then as if sensing something, his gaze flickered, looking towards the depths of the Sea of Rules.

The next moment, his gaze instantly froze.

The boundless Primordial Chaos, the dormant realm.

Qin Zheng sat cross-legged, his mind focused within his inner world, gazing at the Great Way Tree enveloped by the Great Way Essence Energy.

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Although their interaction was brief, in that short moment, Qin Zheng felt the other's sincere heart.

After all, he had helped restore the Three Treasures Jade Ruyi, completed the Primordial Nine Seals for him, and provided guidance for his future path.

Regardless of which, none were actions that an existence coveting his opportunities would do.



But throughout the entire process, the other party did not show a hint of covetousness.

So Qin Zheng considered it carefully and decided to temporarily stay and not leave, but to cultivate and consolidate his cultivation.

After all, the outside world was not as safe as here!

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At this moment, within Qin Zheng's inner world.

Huff!

Inhale!

Under his focused gaze, the Great Way Essence Energy and the Great Way Tree seemed to breathe, mutually nourishing each other.

With each breath, their Dao auras communicated, mutually evolving.

It was also because of this scene that Qin Zheng hesitated, not immediately using the Great Way Essence Energy to strengthen the Great Way Tree.

Because in this state, it seemed to be the best way for both to grow together.

But with these words, the speed of evolution and strengthening slowed down significantly.

Oh well!

At most, five strands of Great Way Essence Energy, and if he encounters polluted beings again, he will purify them.

Qin Zheng's final thought moved, and five strands of Great Way Essence Energy roared like a raging dragon, flying off the Great Way Tree and instantly surging into it!

(End of Chapter)

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