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Chapter 707: I, Too, Sit Upon the Lotus Throne
Chapter 707: I, Too, Sit Upon the Lotus Throne
[First Tribulation: As you flip through the Classic of Spiritual Might Safeguarding, a faint and blurry figure gradually emerges in your mind, not entirely clear and vivid, yet it seems etched into your soul, hard to forget.]
Shen Yi sits cross-legged, his pupils gradually becoming more focused, as if an extra golden ring has appeared around them.
The Bodhisattva Attainment has no specific form, emphasizing more on the concept of 'intention.'
As the panel's prompts appear, Shen Yi realizes that he vaguely recognizes that blurry figure, as if he has seen it before, and has even used a portion of its power.
"So, the Bodhisattva with a Thousand Arms is born from this vague shadow?"
"Spiritual Might Safeguarding focuses on the 'Safeguarding' aspect."
Shen Yi, slightly clumsy and awkward, manipulates the six golden threads within him. The threads flutter as light as feathers, but his soul seems to bear the weight of countless mountains.
It's like a person with disabled limbs; just lifting it makes their palms tremble like sifting through husks, let alone performing delicate movements, such as weaving it into shape.
But time can soothe all discomfort.
In the face of a demon's lifespan measured in tribulations, the six golden threads still envelop the amber-colored pearl.
Shen Yi, remembering the true intent of the shadow he just saw, moves slowly, allowing the golden threads to gradually intertwine and wrap around the pearl.
However, it's evident that just six golden threads, even if they were as coarse as bamboo weaving, with gaps on all sides, cannot fully form a shape. They can only barely make up a human-like upper body.
He suddenly speeds up the infusion of the demon's lifespan essence.
With every thousand-tribulation lifespan that passes, an additional golden thread forms within his body.
Only after fully grasping this third-grade scripture does Shen Yi understand the true nature of these golden threads.
The True Gods are embodiments of the Heavenly Order, and cultivators who wish to emulate them must find the origin of the Great Dao's order within the vast tribulation power.
And these golden threads are one of the manifestations of this Great Dao's order, referred to as "Protective Force" by the Bodhi Sect.
Soon, the four-thousand-tribulation lifespan is almost exhausted, and the four additional golden threads barely complete the lower half of the bamboo-woven figurine.
The amber pearl slowly levitates, resembling the heart of the small figure.
At the same time, Shen Yi's heart begins to beat in sync with the amber pearl, pulsating at the same frequency.
The golden threads, like bones, have light plasma flowing through them, forming a thin membrane like skin, covering the gaps on the golden figure, and concealing the amber pearl within.
At this point, a new prompt appears.
[Third Grade: Shard of the Classic of Spiritual Might Safeguarding (Fragment): Entry]
The Ten-Thousand Tribulations Power, the ten golden threads, finally converge into a third-grade Bodhisattva Attainment.
However, up to this point, Shen Yi still cannot claim titles like the Bodhisattva with a Thousand Arms, because his Bodhisattva Attainment is only in its rudimentary form. Even with vague ideas in his mind, he lacks sufficient golden threads to construct those divine features.
To be honest, before seeing the light plasma gushing out, Shen Yi felt a chill in his heart.
After all, just weaving a crude human frame consumes his ten golden threads. Could it be that the Bodhisattva's thousand arms required a thousand threads of the origin?
Now it seems not to be the case.
The opponent might be slightly stronger, but the gap is not as terrifying; otherwise, the Seven Treasures Bodhisattva's Attainment would only need seven threads to complete.
It's probably just different manifestations of light plasma.
"Hmm."
Shen Yi slowly closes his eyes, and the remaining scripture on his knees moves without wind, flipping through the pages with a rustling sound.
He joins his palms together.
Although he wears a plain ink-colored shirt, a golden Buddha light quietly emerges from his entire body.
The golden lotus, originally within his body and used to hold the amber pearl, slowly emerges, taking shape beneath him with flowing light.
Shen Yi opens his eyes again, and the golden ring around his pupils becomes more solid, making his entire being exude an air of authority.
He sits upright on the lotus throne, suddenly soaring into the Abyssal Sky...
At the bustling entrance of the city's government office.
A pale young man, dressed like an elegantly attired scholar, slowly enters, his appearance ever-changing, but the only constant is the black dog he leads by the hand.
The Bodhisattva with a Thousand Arms has yet to receive any response.
Finally, unable to contain his impatience, he personally steps into the Gods Empire Territory.
The binding left behind allows him to clearly sense that the Dragon and Tiger Subduing Great King is still alive.
Since he's alive, why is he silent? Most likely, he has defected.
People like the Great Immortal and the Bodhisattva don't value evidence much, emphasizing acting according to their hearts.
The reason the Bodhisattva with a Thousand Arms didn't use that golden thread to directly erase the Dragon and Tiger Subduing Great King's life is that he also knew what the Great King did during the scripture's protection.
quickly adjusted his mood and continued to infuse the demon's lifespan essence.
The Great Immortal and the Bodhisattva highly value freedom of choice, so the Bodhisattva with a Thousand Arms didn't use that golden thread to directly erase the Dragon and Tiger Subduing Great King's life because he also knew what the Great King did during the scripture's protection.
The opponent's performance in suppressing those in the same realm even surpasses that of the Golden Toad Arhat from years ago.
If the Golden Toad had sat on the lotus throne and attained the Bodhisattva position, it's uncertain whether he would be willing to re-enter the mortal realm and undergo tribulations.
At that time, the Great King Subduing Dragons and Tigers would become the most promising person in the Bodhi Sect.
With such a talented and virtuous person, he was willing to give Shen Yi another chance to meet him. As long as the chain remained in his palm, no matter how vast the Divine Earth was, the other party would never be able to escape.
Finding this Great King was merely a matter of time.
Thinking of this, the Bodhisattva with a Thousand Arms quietly strolled into the crowd, his expression calm. Only when he heard the annoying noise that displeased him, would he imperceptibly furrow his brows.
"Isn't it rumored that the Great Bodhi Sect wants to help the court subdue the Demon Calamity? Why hasn't there been any movement for so long?"
"Could it be that they're just bluffing and deceiving the court?"
The casual discussion among the common people also echoed the doubts in the minds of the Demon-Slaying Bureau members.
Inside the Western Mountain Prefecture.
Elder Yang Mingli, accompanied by Feng Xi and a group of Titled Generals, stood in the main hall.
However, this time, no one was sitting.
Elder Yang, who was usually meticulous in his calculations, had made a mistake this time.
In the entire Great Southern Continent, with its twenty-seven prefectures, there hadn't been a single Demon Calamity until now.
Those three major Demon Lords with their notorious reputations, perhaps scared off by the battle in Songfeng Prefecture against General of Nanyang, had surprisingly given up this once-in-a-thousand-years opportunity.
"It's not your fault."
Even Feng Xi, at this moment, didn't blame the other party.
Because the actions of the Demon Race were completely illogical.
"Moreover, as you said, even if the Demon-Slaying Bureau went out, it wouldn't affect anything."
"..."
Elder Yang stood with his hands behind his back, his dry lips quivered as he spoke in a hoarse voice, "Even a tiny bit of news is better than sitting idly and waiting."
If the Three Immortal Teachings only lost to the Bodhi Sect by a small margin, but due to his own misjudgment, the court couldn't participate, allowing the Scripture Transmission Team to set foot on the Divine Earth.
Then he, with the surname Yang, would be a sinner worthy of a thousand deaths.
Perhaps, like Yan Lanting, thinking less about everything and following one's original intentions would be more in line with the laws of heaven and more likely to gain the favor of the Great Dao?
Upon hearing this, the numerous Titled Generals all dared not speak.
With Elder Yan severely injured and Elder Yang's emotions becoming more subdued, the strong cultivators of the Three Great Teachings hadn't even truly clashed, yet their own General of the Southern Front had already lost two of his arms.
Feng Xi sighed and didn't persuade him further.
Since they had chosen to leave it to fate earlier, they could now quietly await the news.
Everyone silently looked towards the west.
It was as if, in the next moment, a grand palanquin with radiant rays would arrive, carried by the mighty Arhats.
No one knew how much time had passed.
Feng Xi suddenly raised her eyebrows.
In this situation, any slight change would stir up waves in everyone's hearts.
But what appeared before them wasn't the imagined radiant light, but a figure that came rushing in, looking disheveled.
The black-bearded man was the Titled General who had originally guarded Songfeng Prefecture.
After discovering that there was no Demon Calamity, he had volunteered to go and gather information, but he had returned in less than half a day.
The most shocking news was...
As a dignified fourth-grade Taiyi True Immortal, he stumbled as he landed, a rare sight.
This unusual scene made everyone's hearts tighten.
Even if those Arhats had truly arrived, everyone was prepared, so why would they lose their composure to such an extent?
"Ha Chi! Ha Chi!"
The black-bearded man panted heavily, his gaze sweeping over his colleagues and superiors, his lips quivering, and his face filled with disbelief.
The next moment, he let out a beast-like hoarse sound, "They're dead! All of them are dead!"
This abrupt sentence left Elder Yang slightly stunned, but as the leader of the Demon-Slaying Bureau in the Great Southern Continent, he had to regain his composure to face the situation.
"Take your time, what exactly happened?"
Upon hearing this, the black-bearded man clenched his fists tightly, as if he hadn't fully processed the shock in his heart, "Sixteen people, including the Arhats of the Bodhi Sect and the Celestials of the Three Immortal Teachings, all died at the hands of the Great King Subduing Dragons and Tigers and the Grandmaster of the Emptiness Heavens."
"Both sects suffered heavy losses, with Tianwu Mountain suffering the most. Two beloved disciples, Green Phoenix and BlackCrow, have fallen in succession. It's said that Patriarch Tianwu is furious and has set out for the Bodhi Sect!"
"As for the Scripture, it was last seen in the hands of the Great King Subduing Dragons and Tigers, but was intercepted by the Grandmaster of the Emptiness Heavens midway. The two of them disappeared into the Realm of the Empty Heavens, and there's been no news of them since!"
After these three sentences, even Elder Yang and Feng Xi, both at the pinnacle of third-grade cultivation, couldn't help but narrow their eyes.
In reality, the Scripture Transmission was still aimed at Piercing Heaven Court, it just involved the prestige of the other two teachings.
But it was just a matter of prestige, why did it escalate to such a tragic degree of life-and-death struggle?
With just these few sentences, half of the top fifty on the Demon-Slaying Bureau's Immortal Ranking were crossed out. This was undoubtedly a major event that could shake the entire Great Southern Continent!
And the most terrifying part was in the black-bearded man's first sentence.
"The Grandmasters of the Emptiness Heavens... The Great King Subduing Dragons and Tigers..."
Yang Mingli's breathing grew slightly labored. He had never underestimated the depth of the Three Teachings, but the performance of General Nanyang was truly awe-inspiring, slaying eight great demons in one go. It was this that sparked a thought in him about challenging the Three Teachings.
But only when the fire of battle ignited would he truly see how terrifying the Three Teachings were.
These two figures, who had suddenly appeared in the eyes of the world as cultivators of the Three Teachings, were undoubtedly individuals cultivated over many years, possessing the strength to slay eight Great Arhats and the pride of heaven with their own power.
It was hard to imagine what kind of terrifying existence they would become once they reached the Third Grade!
"Regardless, this is good news for us."
Feng Xi glanced sideways, her lips pressed together. "At least, for now, it is."
Even knowing that these two future formidable foes had appeared, for the present, before the outcome of their battle was decided, the palanquin carrying the scripture should not be able to enter the Gods Empire.
With this time, the capital would have the opportunity to devise a response.
"Perhaps."
As Yang Mingli turned, his steps faltered, and the Titled General beside him quickly supported him. Looking up, he saw that the General of the Southern Front had lost all color in his eyes.
He knew why Elder Yang was like this.
After all, with the other's personality, he had long ago stopped pretending to be a man of the evening, merely fulfilling his duties and barely maintaining the situation.
But after the events at Songfeng Prefecture, although Elder Yang still maintained that air of being a man of the evening, his heart had clearly rekindled a glimmer of hope.
That glimmer of hope was brought by General Nanyang.
Even if Nanyang quietly left in this situation, without saying goodbye to anyone, Elder Yang still didn't say anything. He still held on to the thought that the other might return.
But now, the performance of the Grandmasters of the Emptiness Heavens and the Great King Subduing Dragons and Tigers was so shocking that it extinguished the last trace of vigor in Elder Yang's eyes.
"I'll support you and help you rest for a bit."
According to common sense, as the General of the Southern Front, he shouldn't show weakness under any circumstances, as it could easily shake people's hearts.
Like the original Yan, who, despite being heavily injured, insisted on meeting with General Nanyang and the other generals, this was the same principle.
But now, under the watchful eyes of his many subordinates, Yang Mingli didn't shake off the Titled General's supporting arm, clearly having lost the interest to care about such things.
At this moment, a voice of surprise and confusion came from behind them. "You..."
Everyone turned around instinctively.
Outside the hall, a tall and slender figure had appeared at some point. With the familiar attire and the fair, handsome face that always maintained its composure, there was only one person it could be other than the missing General Nanyang!
"You're back!"
Feng Xi showed no sign of blame, only joy on her face.
Regardless of what had happened, the fact that the other had returned in this situation was already a pleasant surprise.
If it were an ordinary day, Yang Mingli would have certainly investigated thoroughly, but at this moment, he turned silently to look at Shen Yi, then lightly nodded, acknowledging her presence, before turning back and continuing towards the inner hall.
"Where are you going?"
Feng Xi wasn't questioning, merely showing concern, and also providing an explanation to the Titled Generals who continued to guard the Great Southern Continent.
After all, they all fed on the imperial court's salary. It couldn't be that because General Nanyang was so powerful, he could leave at any time, while they had to guard this place, even at the cost of their lives.
Sure enough, the faces of the Titled Generals were complex as they looked over.
They didn't seek the truth; they only needed Nanyang to casually make up an excuse, so they could feel better about it.
"..."
Wushan, mixed in with the crowd, furrowed his brows and squeezed his eyes, hoping that Nanyang would provide a slight explanation, so they could feel better.
But Nanyang, with a weary look, rubbed his wrists and walked towards the hall.
"I received news, so I went out to retrieve something."
As he spoke, he had already reached the table, and with a casual gesture, he took out an ordinary-looking ancient book from his sleeve and placed it on the table.
Everyone looked on with confusion, and when their gazes fell on the book's cover, their eyes widened at the dazzling large characters.
The Classic of Spiritual Might Safeguarding!
In an instant, the entire hall fell silent.
Even those who casually glanced back were frozen in place, as if struck by lightning.
The Bodhi Sect's scripture, representing the Bodhisattva's Third Grade Attainment, lay quietly in the Western Mountain Prefecture.
(End of Chapter)
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