Buddhas of the Worlds Emerge, Shaking Down the Buddha Realm!

Passing Mount Jiupan, the mountains and valleys of the past had long grown desolate. The sights from his former enlightenment were also nowhere to be seen. Yet when Qi Yuan arrived with the Canary and Ning Tao, rain happened to fall. This shower was just like the one back then. Back then, the Canary had held a plantain leaf over Qi Yuan when he was a Blood Pearl to shelter him from the rain. Back then, the Canary had been soaked to the bone and sneezed. Qi Yuan had used a bit of magic to kindle a small fire for warmth. In the end, he had set fire to the Canary's tail. That had infuriated the beauty-obsessed Canary to no end. Now, rain fell once more, but this time all three of them were in the downpour together. Watching Qi Yuan and the Canary, a tender look of longing flickered in Ning Tao's lovely eyes. Recently, Qi Yuan had been begging for alms everywhere, gathering nearly a hundred divine arts in his hands. One divine art was equivalent to one star. Now, with ten suns suspended in the sky, his might was far from weak, but Ning Tao understood just how formidable the enemies her husband faced truly were. Condensing one more Stellar Golden Core meant another leap in her husband's strength. And to swallow new stars, she needed her utmost focus. Looking at Qi Yuan and the lively, hopping Canary, she made a quiet resolution in her heart. "The world changes with time, but as long as one grasps the power of time, one can still return to the past a little." Ning Tao extended her slender, jade-like hand, unleashing the power of her Divine Domain at that moment. The originally barren Mount Jiupan suddenly blossomed with the vitality of spring. The plantain trees sprouted lush green leaves, red blossoms burst with pollen, and streams murmured through the mountain gullies. Moss crept across the boulders, and green vines intertwined with the trees. The scene before them was just as it had been back then. All it lacked was the Gate of Myriad Manifestations and the insects. "Just like the old days, except for the lack of living creatures with spiritual wisdom," Qi Yuan remarked as memories came rushing back. Right then, a plantain leaf shielded his head, and the Canary's little face flushed bright red. "Isn't it even better without any other creatures around? We can do whatever we want..." As she spoke, she secretly tugged at Qi Yuan's sleeve, her adorable, starry eyes filled with anticipation as her long eyelashes fluttered. "It's the middle of the day..." "To this young miss's home!" The Canary tugged Qi Yuan's sleeve and pulled him toward her former dwelling. Petite and delicate, she looked just like a flower fairy. Ning Tao came over as well, a smile dancing in her eyes. Clad in a black dress, she looked aloof yet bewitching. "Didn't husband say that rainy days are best suited for sleeping?" The Canary blinked and declared fiercely, "Two against one! The minority yields to the majority—you don't get to resist!" "You're really not playing by the rules!" The rain drizzled and pitter-pattered, easing and stopping only to start anew, making for another day lost in a dream. Qi Yuan once again believed that heavy rain truly made for the finest sleeping weather. Then again, it seemed almost any time was suitable for sleeping. ... Time turned. Three months was nothing more than a brief nap to an immortal cultivator. Guiqi City was the center of the Liufeng Realm and its most prosperous city. Its name was derived from the "Gui" of the City of No Return and the "Qi" of Qi Yuan. Yet among later generations, virtually no one knew where the city's name had come from. Today, Guiqi City bustled with deafening clamor, submerged in vast, surging Buddhist radiance. Looking out across the crowd, an outsider might have assumed they had stumbled into a city where everyone had reached the "peak of brilliance"—completely hairless. Wherever three people walked together, at least one of them was bound to be bald. The Myriad Buddhas Assembly being held in Guiqi City was the greatest event the Liufeng Realm had witnessed in ten thousand years. Of course, it was not merely that. This gathering was also tied to whether the Buddha Realm Sacred Grounds up in the Fifth Heaven would continue their warfare or unite. It could be said that not only were many Buddha Sons from the Upper Realm participating in this Myriad Buddhas Assembly, Even in the Sixth Heaven of the Upper Realm, countless eyes were fixed on the Liufeng Realm, awaiting its outcome. This seemingly small Myriad Buddhas Assembly bore upon the future course of the Buddha Realm Sacred Grounds. Buddha Son Wuguang wore a monastic robe, his entire figure bathed in Buddhist radiance. Anyone who laid eyes on him could not help feeling they were standing before a youthful True Buddha. In contrast, Ling Yayi beside him was dressed up like an upright gentleman, his head freshly shaved until it gleamed bright and bald. Even when he tried to put on an air of profound Buddhist cultivation, he still looked wretched and frivolous. Just then, a voice called out: "Buddha Son Wuguang, the person you brought this time seems rather ordinary." A bald Buddha Daughter strode forward with sweeping strides, her snow-white, loose-fitting monastic robe hanging open to reveal her bare chest. Beside this bald Buddha Daughter stood a wooden-faced, bald old man. Ling Yayi's gaze instantly went rigid before he quickly averted his eyes and looked at the wooden-faced old man. "Heh-heh, Old Yu, after shaving your head, you're not nearly as handsome as this humble old man." This wooden-faced old man was none other than Daoist Yu. "This new fellow you found is no good. He lacks Buddhist nature, and he has the lustful heart but no guts. If you want to look, look boldly!" the Buddha Daughter said, deliberately pulling her monastic robe open a bit wider. Ling Yayi's face flushed crimson, leaving him completely at a loss for words and utterly deflated. After all, he had not only peeked; he had even wanted to avenge Daoist Yu by using a shadow-recording stone to record this bald Buddha Daughter. "Buddha Daughter Purple Lotus, they may lack Buddhist nature, but they possess the power of reincarnation within them, and that is enough," Buddha Son Wuguang said, his voice clear yet solemn. Buddha Daughter Purple Lotus smiled. "The power of reincarnation is indeed our Buddha's Immeasurable True Words. It remains to be seen whether they possess the comprehension to grasp it." "If they can comprehend it, perhaps the endless warfare of the Buddha Realm will finally cease." Another Buddha Son stepped forward, dignified and holy. He too represented a Buddha Realm Sacred Ground. Every Sacred Ground was guarded by at least one True Buddha—which is to say, a Yang God Heavenly Venerable. Within the Buddha Realm, there were nearly a hundred Sacred Grounds, creating exceptional chaos. "Back then, the Great Sun Radiant Buddha comprehended the Immeasurable True Words of 'Mahavairocana' and gained the recognition of the Creation Rare Treasure Buddha Realm, thereby unifying the Buddha Realm. How difficult that was!" a Buddha Daughter sighed. Her attire was far more modest. "The Immeasurable True Words engraved atop the Buddha Realm are far too difficult to comprehend. If one can master them, one can become a True Buddha, and perhaps even hope to reach the realm of Great Ultimate Reason!" The Buddha Realm of the Nine Heavens originated from the Creation Rare Treasure Buddha Realm. Upon that Creation Rare Treasure Buddha Realm were engraved the Immeasurable True Words. These principles of true words were regarded as supreme treasures by the disciples of the Buddhist path. Comprehending even a fraction brought immense benefits. Among them, the Immeasurable True Words engraved at the very pinnacle of the Buddha Realm were exceptionally complex and motley. Rumor had it that grasping even one or two words would grant one hope of reaching the realm of Great Ultimate Reason and becoming an overlord of the Nine Heavens. Among the Immeasurable True Words engraved at the pinnacle were "Reincarnation," "Sumeru," "Cause and Effect," "Merit," "Mahavairocana," "Past," "Present," and "Future." Of those, only "Mahavairocana" had ever been comprehended by a Buddha Son; none of the others had ever been mastered by any Buddha. These Immeasurable True Words might appear simple at a glance. Take "Cause and Effect"—once someone reached the Yang God realm, who didn't understand a bit of cause and effect? Yet no True Buddha had ever fully penetrated it. Or take "Past," "Present," and "Future." The first two bore some resemblance to a Yang God severing their past body and shaping their present body. Yet they were entirely different. "Future" in particular was deemed pure illusion by the True Buddhas of the Buddha Realm. After all, every Yang God Heavenly Venerable in the Nine Heavens knew that the Nine Heavens had no future. Thus, a Yang God could sever their past body and condense their present body, but they could never condense a future god. Had the Great Sun Radiant Buddha not comprehended the Immeasurable True Words of "Mahavairocana," all the True Buddhas would have believed the words recorded at the peak of the Buddha Realm were nothing but hollow fabrications that could never be comprehended. Now, the ceaseless wars within the Buddha Realm raged precisely because no one could match the Great Sun Radiant Buddha in comprehending the pinnacle's Immeasurable True Words. Now that people bearing the power of reincarnation had emerged, the various Buddha Realm Sacred Grounds naturally grew fervent, taking the Thirteen Northern Demon Fiends into their grasp to groom them into Holy Buddha Sons. "Speaking of the power of reincarnation, this monk is even more curious about that Blood Lord. How on earth did he obtain the power of reincarnation?" a Buddha Son in white robes asked, a strange light in his eyes. "What a pity that this Blood Lord's fortune is so poor. He was originally bound by fate to our Buddha, obtaining the power of reincarnation. Yet his affinity with our Buddha was far too deep—he also acquired the Great Sun Golden Lotus," Buddha Daughter Purple Lotus said with a sigh of regret. Sometimes, karmic affinity required moderation. Possessing the power of reincarnation, he could have been nurtured as a Buddha Son. But holding the Great Sun Golden Lotus was another matter entirely. The Great Sun Golden Lotus originally belonged to the Buddha Realm. Without it, these warring Buddha Realm Sacred Grounds could barely control the Creation Rare Treasure Buddha Realm. On several occasions, the Creation Rare Treasure Buddha Realm had teetered on the brink of losing control, threatening to send the Buddha Realm Sacred Grounds plunging from the Fifth Heaven. Therefore, the Great Sun Golden Lotus had to be stripped from him and invited back to the Buddha Realm to anchor it. Yet once the Great Sun Golden Lotus was extracted, the Blood Lord would become a crippled invalid even if he survived. Even with the power of reincarnation, his journey along the Buddhist path would be severed. Such was the price of too deep an affinity. Ling Yayi sought to vie for the position of Holy Buddha Son precisely in the hope that when the True Buddhas stripped the Great Sun Golden Lotus, they might show a measure of mercy. "A pity indeed. For such a legendary figure to meet such an end," another Buddha Son sighed. "Hmph, a petty legend of the lower realm is hardly worth mentioning to the outside world," a young novice monk could not help chiming in. "Apple, you have given in to resentment," a Buddha Son warned at once. Only then did the young novice press his palms together, his face filled with shame. "The True Buddhas sit enthroned in the Fifth Heaven, watching over us. The Myriad Buddhas Assembly is convening—let us take our places," Buddha Son Wuguang said in a solemn voice. The other Buddha Sons nodded in agreement. Just then, a vast Buddhist voice descended from the sky. Within Guiqi City, Buddhist chants resonated and Buddhist radiance surged like an ocean. Every cultivator felt an instinctive urge to bow and worship. The holy Buddhist light fell upon their bodies, warm and gentle. "Let the Myriad Buddhas Assembly begin!" Only those Half-Buddhas and monks with profound cultivation understood the terrifying weight contained within those simple words. This was... the word of a True Buddha. With a single utterance, all living beings submitted. Indeed, had this True Buddha willed it, a single phrase could have extinguished every living soul in the Liufeng Realm in an instant. Streams of light flashed across the sky, dispersing the holy aura belonging to a Buddha. Mortals immersed in such an environment would be free from all illnesses. Illusory projections manifested one after another in that very moment. Every disciple of the Buddhist school straightened with solemn reverence. Above Guiqi City, ninety-seven Buddhas sat enthroned in the void. Every single one of these Buddhas was a Mythological expert, each representing a Buddha Realm Sacred Ground! "We pay our respects to the Quasi-Buddhas!" Mythological figures were addressed as Quasi-Buddhas! These ninety-seven were all Quasi-Buddhas capable of reflecting across the heavens. For the Buddha Sons and Buddha Daughters present, their future achievements might never surpass this level! "The rites are complete. Enter the pagoda, observe the Immeasurable True Words, debate Buddhist wit, and discourse on the Buddhist canon!" The White-Browed Quasi-Buddha spoke with compassionate resonance that refreshed the heart and mind, sounding like a supreme Buddha. "We obey the decree!" Buddha Son Wuguang swept his sleeve and soared into the sky. Ling Yayi looked around with worry in his eyes, searching the surroundings, yet he could not find that familiar figure. The other members of the Thirteen Northern Demon Fiends did the same, searching for the Blood Lord, but found nothing. Though disappointed, he too stepped into the pagoda. At that moment, in a corner of Guiqi City, Chen Huan's gaze was scanning the area, seemingly searching for someone. Daoist Kunxia narrowed his eyes, looking up at the Quasi-Buddhas above with apprehension. He suppressed his aura, preventing even a thread of it from leaking. At the same time, a gu insect was already prepared. As soon as the Blood Lord appeared, he would look for an opportunity to plant it, taking control of him and turning him into a puppet. Meanwhile, the Quasi-Buddhas sitting motionless above were actually sweeping the surroundings with their divine senses, trying to locate the Blood Lord. After learning of the Blood Lord's appearance, the Buddha Realm had dispatched Half-Buddhas to search for him, but they had found no trace. The Blood Lord had claimed he would come to the Myriad Buddhas Assembly. Yet even now, his figure was nowhere to be seen. Of course, the reason they could not see him was simply that their strength was too weak. Right at that moment, a hand rested upon Chen Huan's shoulder. "Not bad. After not seeing you for a few years, you're already a Yin God?" Qi Yuan appeared clad in his blood-red robe, a faint trace of pleasure in his eyes. After that passionate night with Ning Tao and the Canary, the two women had returned to the Stellar Golden Core, using the divine arts to expand the Golden Core Chapter of the *Qi Yuan Scripture* and capture new stars. He had wandered the Liufeng Realm alone, searching for the whereabouts of the Gate of Myriad Manifestations, Or sitting in solitude, refining the *Qi Yuan Scripture*. Now that the Myriad Buddhas Assembly had convened, he had arrived alone. "B-Big Brother!" Hearing that familiar voice, Chen Huan whipped his head around, his voice trembling. That familiar voice, that familiar face, and that utterly irreverent tone—it was his big brother beyond any doubt! Yet Chen Huan suddenly remembered something and said in haste, "Big Brother, get out of here quick! I just saw Daoist Yu, and he raised a finger at me!" That single raised finger was a prearranged signal between Chen Huan and Daoist Yu. It meant: danger... run for your life! Chen Huan naturally did not know that the Buddha Realm was searching for the Blood Lord. But Daoist Yu raising that finger meant he should run as fast as he could! Though he had always trusted Qi Yuan's strength, things were different now. Which of these Half-Buddhas, Quasi-Buddhas, and True Buddhas wasn't a peerless genius from a minor world? "Oh, run from what? I'm here to beg alms from these bachelor dogs," Qi Yuan said relaxed and unbothered. Hearing that familiar cadence, Chen Huan felt greatly reassured, yet he still urged, "How about we leave first?" Beside them, Daoist Kunxia narrowed his eyes, searching for an opening. "Don't worry, I beg for alms all the time. These bachelor dogs are very kind; every time I go, I return with a full haul!" Qi Yuan said happily. He felt that begging for alms was far better than borrowing money. Borrowing money meant worrying about paying it back and considering how much the other person had. Begging for alms was different. You dare claim our affinity is shallow? Then I'll just sit right here and never leave! "Huh?" Chen Huan was bewildered. "Are these Half-Buddhas really that reasonable?" A look of surprise flashed through Daoist Kunxia's eyes as well. For some reason, he felt this Blood Lord's behavior was exceedingly strange. "Of course they're reasonable." Qi Yuan gave a mysterious smile. "Besides, I came prepared today. I brought a grand gift for the Buddha Realm, heh-heh..." Chen Huan remained skeptical. "Big Brother, how about you draw up a plan for begging alms first?" Even though his big brother's plans were usually unreliable, he felt that his big brother having no plan at all was even more terrifying. "Why would I need a plan for such a trivial matter? Just wait here peacefully." With that, Qi Yuan flew straight up into the sky. Sure enough, his action instantly drew everyone's eyes. Apart from those ninety-seven Quasi-Buddhas and the Buddha Sons and Buddha Daughters participating in the assembly, all others were forbidden from flying. Countless gazes turned to Qi Yuan, filled with surprise and shock. The ninety-seven Quasi-Buddhas naturally noticed him as well, their expressions turning uncertain. How had this person bypassed their divine senses and appeared right beneath their noses? "Blood Lord, you have come!" The White-Browed Quasi-Buddha spoke, his Buddhist voice echoing, devoid of sorrow or joy. Many cultivators in Guiqi City were taken aback upon hearing this. "He's the Blood Lord?" "What an ancient name!" "A legend of the past?" However, the faces of several aged Grand Sovereigns changed drastically as ancient memories resurfaced. Looking at the figure in the firmament, they had thought seeing him again would feel like nothing, yet at the sight of that crimson silhouette, their bodies could not stop trembling. "Camp of No Return, Squad Three, pays... pays respects to the Blood Lord!" "Camp of No Return, Liu Qing, pays respects to the Blood Lord!" These former Grand Sovereigns bowed their heads one after another! The dog fiend following Buddha Son Wuguang also widened his eyes. Catching the scent of urine, his face filled with disbelief. "Ahhh, this young master has already become a god!" Of course, he didn't realize that his terror of Qi Yuan had long been engraved into the depths of his soul. Not to mention that the current Qi Yuan had reached a realm entirely beyond his comprehension. The former Blood Lord stood now in a red robe. He held no terrifying crimson demon sword in his hand, yet his face alone made people feel they were gazing upon a living legend. He stood in the void, facing the ninety-seven Quasi-Buddhas. For some inexplicable reason, to anyone looking up, the Quasi-Buddhas seemed smaller, their positions somehow lower. "I have arrived, bachelor dogs. I know you've been waiting for me for a long time, but don't rush." Of course, this living legend ruined the mystique the moment he opened his mouth. Black lines formed across Daoist Kunxia's forehead as he looked at Chen Huan. "Is there... something wrong with your Blood Lord's head?" To dare call Quasi-Buddhas bachelor dogs! Even if Quasi-Buddhas were indeed bachelor dogs, calling them that was deeply disrespectful to the Buddha. "Lord Blood Lord's thought process is merely a bit different from ordinary people," Chen Huan replied anxiously. He finally understood why Daoist Yu had signaled him to run. Calling Quasi-Buddhas that would get him beaten to death. The White-Browed Quasi-Buddha's expression shifted slightly, though he maintained the dignity of a Quasi-Buddha. "Since you have revealed yourself, surrender the Great Sun Golden Lotus," the White-Browed Quasi-Buddha said, refraining from striking immediately. Buddhas still cared about appearances. "Ahem..." Qi Yuan coughed, his blood-red robe fluttering in the wind. "Though I swallowed your Great Sun Golden Lotus and technically owe you, I'm a man who repays kindness with kindness and grudges with grudges. How about I compensate you instead?" Not far away, Half-Buddha Cankuo's mouth twitched at the sight. This bringer of calamity had actually come. He wouldn't really be trying to... His body trembled, not daring to utter a word. "Oh? How will you compensate us?" The White-Browed Quasi-Buddha's voice was vast and resonant, echoing throughout Guiqi City. He was also examining Qi Yuan, seeking to lay bare his foundations. "Your Buddha Realm has been plagued by endless war for years. I have a method that can resolve this problem once and for all!" Qi Yuan announced grandly. "What method?" another Quasi-Buddha asked, appearing remarkably patient. Half-Buddha Cankuo broke out in cold sweat, wishing he could turn and flee. "Why does the Buddha Realm suffer from unending strife? Isn't it simply because you lack a Lord Buddha? I am a kind-hearted man; I can't bear to see the Buddha Realm in turmoil. So, I came up with a method to address the root cause: I'll gift you a Lord Buddha!" As soon as the words fell, the atmosphere turned stifling and dead silent. No one dared speak; every cultivator held their breath. This Blood Lord... was far too audacious. Did he have a death wish? Gifting them a Lord Buddha? "Aiya, why isn't anyone speaking? Do you think my gift is too modest? How about this: if one Lord Buddha isn't enough, I'll gift you two, three, or even four! That works too! Don't worry, the candidates I recommend are guaranteed to be suitable. Back on the Blue Star, I nearly became a professional manager, and I still made a whopping three hundred yuan. On a certain Q&A platform, I resolved relationship issues for countless netizens and helped seventeen broken-up couples get back together. The people I recommend are absolutely reliable!" "Absurd!" "Insolent junior, cease your wild babbling!" "How dare you slander True Buddhas in this manner!" At that moment, the Quasi-Buddhas could no longer sit still. If they let this fellow continue talking nonsense, who knew what he would blurt out next? Where was the dignity of the Buddha? Where was the rule of law? Instantly, one Quasi-Buddha struck out. A colossal Buddhist palm print descended from the sky, aiming to seize Qi Yuan. Chen Huan's heart seized. *We're finished!* He regretted everything; had he known, he would have dragged Qi Yuan away immediately! Ten thousand years had passed, so why hadn't the Blood Lord's temperament changed in the slightest? Yet in the very next breath, something entirely unexpected occurred. "Hey, you need to show me some respect. I'm the leader of your future leader." His relaxed, casual voice struck like thunder, like a decree of law. The massive Buddhist palm print dissolved into smoke in an instant. The Quasi-Buddha's capture attempt vanished as if it had never existed. Following Qi Yuan's words, the ambient Buddhist light turned blood-red in a flash. The Buddhist brilliance permeating heaven and earth transformed into a sea of blood! What had been a place of solemn dignity turned into an apocalyptic land of slaughter. The sky turned crimson, a sea of blood churning so shocking to the senses that it felt as though an archdemon of the ages was brewing. Clad in his blood-red robe, Qi Yuan stood suspended in the void, eerie and magnificent. The Buddhist light was thoroughly suppressed, the blood sea roiling with sky-filling killing intent. "When a leader speaks, don't interrupt. You local bachelor dogs are far too ill-mannered!" At the sound of his voice, the expressions of the ninety-seven Quasi-Buddhas sitting enthroned in the sky changed drastically. The Buddhist light upon their bodies collapsed at that moment, and in the blink of an eye, they looked like Buddhas made of blood. Witnessing this, Chen Huan's eyes went wide. Daoist Kunxia was completely dumbfounded, his face filled with sheer disbelief. Beside Buddha Son Wuguang, the dog daoist blinked. "Actually, this old daoist wetting himself was entirely justified!" The Quasi-Buddhas in the sky and the Half-Buddhas across Guiqi City were utterly stunned, unable to believe what was happening. This Blood Lord... why was he so terrifyingly strong? Wasn't he merely a legend from a minor world ten thousand years ago? He wasn't even a Yin God back then! "Who on earth are you?" The White-Browed Quasi-Buddha's gaze shook. The blood-red light weighed upon him so heavily that he could not move. He could not fathom it. Even if a True Buddha descended, their realm would drop, and they wouldn't exert such overwhelming pressure on him. Qi Yuan paid the White-Browed Quasi-Buddha no heed. Instead, he looked up toward the firmament. "I came with sincerity. You... ought to send someone who can actually make the decisions." He was speaking directly to the True Buddhas observing this place. At that moment, Chen Huan asked Daoist Kunxia in a trembling voice, "Who is my big brother talking to?" Daoist Kunxia shook all over, shrinking his aura to the absolute limit. "Likely... a Yang God..." "A master of a Sacred Ground... *Hiss*... let me hiss again!" Chen Huan's face flushed red with sheer shock. Only after ascending to the Upper Realm had he realized his own insignificance, and only then had he learned what kind of existence a Yang God Heavenly Venerable truly was. If a Yang God Heavenly Venerable willed it, they could swallow the entire Liufeng Realm in a single gulp. The Blood Lord's legendary campaign against the demoness sounded epic and grand, but in the eyes of a Yang God Heavenly Venerable, it was nothing more than two colonies of ants fighting. Did Big Brother... secretly become a Yang God? What Big Brother? That's Lord Grandpa! Roughly ten breaths passed. The auras on three of the Quasi-Buddhas shifted. Clearly, three True Buddhas had descended, possessing those Mythological bodies. "May we ask what brings Patron to the Myriad Buddhas Assembly?" the White-Browed Quasi-Buddha spoke, though the person speaking had already changed. This True Buddha looked at Qi Yuan with curiosity, confusion, and wariness in his eyes. He seemed to be trying to guess Qi Yuan's true identity. "Didn't I already say? I'm gifting you a Lord Buddha," Qi Yuan said lazily. The True Buddha spoke once more, his voice vast and hypnotic: "Patron possesses Buddhist nature as well as the power of reincarnation, yet to serve as the ancestor of the Buddha Realm, you still fall far short." "Aiya, I really do have a friend! I wasn't talking about myself!" Qi Yuan said impatiently. "How about this: I'll call my friends over. Every one of them is a splendid fellow; surely they're qualified to be your Lord Buddha." The True Buddha narrowed his eyes, communicating with the other two True Buddhas in an instant. "We shall see what tricks Patron intends to play." Up in the Fifth Heaven, many True Buddhas looked on with curiosity and surprise. After reaching the realm of True Buddha, their states of mind rarely wavered. "Could he truly be acquainted with some supreme Buddhist master?" "Impossible. All Buddhas under heaven reside within the Buddha Realm." "Without beholding the Buddha Realm, how could one attain the Buddhist Dharma?" Whispers echoed. Their gazes peered through several heavens, watching Qi Yuan through the Myriad Buddhas Mirror. At that moment, the aura around Qi Yuan standing upon the sea of blood transformed. He became chaotic, yet lucid, mysterious, and ancient. "Radiant and bright, the infant emerges from the divine treasury. Hear my command, let the Buddha's light shine with auspiciousness!" Following Qi Yuan's voice, a sudden, fierce wind swept through heaven and earth. Everyone seemed to hear the roar of a divine Buddha. At that moment, all eyes reflexively turned toward the firmament. There in the heavens, a pair of golden eyes burned bright and piercing, as though looking through the vault of heaven and piercing all illusions in the world. Buddhist radiance draped over his battle robe like an invincible god of war! "Victorious Fighting Buddha, hear my command!" An untamed monkey, holding a staff to guard the Spiritual Mountain—the Victorious Fighting Buddha! Towering and beyond comprehension. Everyone's attention was drawn to him. No one noticed that behind Qi Yuan stood a Buddha with disheveled hair, standing in the shadows as though concealed from the mortal gaze. "This is..." "What potent Buddhist intent!" "This is a battle Buddha!" "Who could rival him in the same realm!" All the True Buddhas drew in a sharp breath. Such a battle Buddha, with surging combat intent that swept through all under heaven, shook everyone to their core. Especially the True Buddhas; being True Buddhas themselves, they understood even better the sheer ferocity of this Victorious Fighting Buddha's combat intent. If he were in the same realm as the Great Sun Radiant Buddha, the Great Sun Radiant Buddha would surely be defeated within ten moves. True Buddha Xuanxin was visibly moved, utterly perplexed as to where Qi Yuan had found such a battle Buddha. Why had no one in the Nine Heavens ever heard of such a battle Buddha? If such a battle Buddha guarded the Buddha Realm, why would they ever fear turmoil? He looked toward Qi Yuan, his Buddhist voice echoing: "Patron, this figure qualifies as a battle Buddha among Buddhas, but he cannot serve as Lord Buddha!" Hearing this, Qi Yuan was deeply disappointed. He had summoned the Victorious Fighting Buddha first partly out of personal favoritism. After all, the Victorious Fighting Buddha was a villager of Qingshui Village, the very first person to follow him. "If the Victorious Fighting Buddha won't do, then... what about Lord Buddha Wutian behind me?" In truth, Qi Yuan had not only summoned the Victorious Fighting Buddha just now, but also Lord Buddha Wutian! In Qi Yuan's memories, Lord Buddha Wutian had swept through the Three Realms, occupied the Spiritual Mountain, and forced the Tathagata into the mortal dust. Had Sun Wukong not merged with the relics, he would never have defeated Lord Buddha Wutian. It could be said that Lord Buddha Wutian was an absolute menace! Now that he wanted to gift the Buddha Realm a Lord Buddha, placing someone in an unfamiliar territory required someone truly ruthless. All the True Buddhas turned their gazes toward Lord Buddha Wutian. In an instant: "No!" "I see Buddhas shattering!" "The sea of blood is filled with the corpses of Buddhas!" "Heaven and earth overturned!" "Ah... the Buddha Realm is falling!" The faces of all the True Buddhas turned pale as their minds roiled in madness. Even their true bodies were affected, snapping awake one after another. And then, a terrifying scene unfolded. The Creation Rare Treasure Buddha Realm began to shudder violently, issuing mournful wails, trying to flee as though encountering its greatest nemesis. "The Buddha Realm is trembling, quick!" "Hurry, suppress the Buddha Realm!" "This is a Buddha of great calamity!" At that moment, all the awakened True Buddhas took action together. Boundless Buddhist radiance surged like an endless sea. The Buddha Realm lit up as bright as day, filled with lingering Buddhist light and ceaseless chants, as if ten thousand Buddhas were chanting in unison. Only then did the Creation Rare Treasure Buddha Realm finally settle. "Quick, seal off the Liufeng Realm! Forbid any faction from spying!" A True Buddha of the Ultimate Principle Realm commanded. Several True Buddhas of the Ultimate Principle Realm acted at once, severing all connections spying on the Liufeng Realm. After all, this Lord Buddha Wutian seemed tied to the very survival of the Buddha Realm. If other factions learned of this, it would invite catastrophe. In the void, countless murmurs and whispers arose. "What happened in the Liufeng Realm? Why was it cut off?" "I saw a Buddha of war." "I saw a Buddha with disheveled hair?" Meanwhile, in Guiqi City, the expressions of the remaining ninety-four Quasi-Buddhas shifted slightly. The rest of the True Buddhas from the Buddha Realm had descended at this moment. Of course, only a wisp of their consciousness had descended. They all looked solemn, staring warily at Qi Yuan, and particularly at Lord Buddha Wutian. Seeing their expressions, Qi Yuan felt a touch disappointed. "Aiya, it seems you aren't satisfied with him either. But that's fine, I have plenty of people. Let me recommend a few more and see... if they suit your taste?" True Buddha Taihang's eyes shone like gold, his voice compassionate: "You may." Yet his gaze remained fixed on Lord Buddha Wutian. The other True Buddhas spoke one after another. "You may." They too kept their eyes trained on Lord Buddha Wutian. Seeing this, Qi Yuan breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, he hadn't made Lord Buddha Wutian sport a bowl-cut; that would have been far too embarrassing. "Radiant and bright, the infant emerges from the divine treasury. Hear my command, let the Buddha's voice ring long!" Qi Yuan looked solemn as an ancient aura spread once more. Murmurs, whispers, and voice transmissions crossed back and forth. "This world-ending Buddha—I cannot see through him, I cannot see through him!" "This Blood Lord is too terrifying!" "Who else does he want to call?" "These two are terrifying enough; how could there be other Buddhas in the world?" Suddenly, heaven and earth fell completely silent. Countless golden rays emerged from the void, dazzling and bright, as though condensed and compressed from physical Buddhist light. A vast Buddhist voice swept through the entire world. Every True Buddha and Half-Buddha seemed to hear a Buddha chanting scriptures that struck straight to the soul, causing them to shudder. One Buddha seemed to emerge from the past, his surroundings glowing like lamps. "I come from the past. Dipankara Tathagata, the Dipankara Buddha, greets my Lord!" Another Buddha manifested the eight phases, his Dharma Body formless, revealing both reward and response bodies. "Coming from nowhere and going nowhere, Shakyamuni Buddha greets my Lord!" All the True Buddhas trembled, their minds quivering. These two Buddhas... seemed to come from the past and exist in the present... The Creation Rare Treasure Buddha Realm shook. Every True Buddha and Half-Buddha was frozen in utter shock. Yet little time remained for their astonishment. Another Buddha of ultimate power, boundless and immense, stepped forth. Surging combat intent, endless Buddhist resonance. "Ancestor of Myriad Buddhas, Namo Great Sage Relic King Buddha, greets my Lord!" Before they could even recover from their shock at the Ancestor of Myriad Buddhas, the next revelation struck... A Buddha appeared, seemingly arriving from the future. He looked ordinary, smiling broadly and exposing his large belly. Judging by appearance alone, he seemed far less imposing than the previous three Lord Buddhas. Yet the moment he spoke, all Buddhas were shaken to their core. "I come from the future. Maitreya Buddha greets my Lord!" "The future..." "The world has no future—how could there be a Future Buddha!" "The Buddha Realm is shaking, the Immeasurable True Words resonate... it is a true Future Buddha!" At that moment, Buddhist light illuminated all, and the Buddha Realm shook violently. The Creation Rare Treasure Buddha Realm broke through the Fifth Heaven, descending through the realms, and landed straight into Qi Yuan's hand. Holding the Buddha Realm in his grasp, Qi Yuan looked at the True Buddhas, his gaze calm. "Are these friends of mine qualified to be your Lord Buddhas?"