Within Mount Ling, a grand and resounding voice echoed like the striking of a great bell.
In the Great Thunderclap Temple, the faces of every Buddha and monk instantly turned dark!
He's here!
Upon hearing the voice, Yu Yi Xian was instantly dumbfounded.
"No way, right? This is the Great Thunderclap Temple, the Western Paradise of Ultimate Bliss, equivalent to the Heavenly Court's Hall of Universal Brightness!"
"That arrogant Prison God actually dares to barge in here?! I'm freaking cracking up!"
The face of the Tathagata Buddha was filled with despair and helplessness.
"Yu Yi Xian, you've been in seclusion since those years, so you don't know… It's not the first time he's come to Mount Ling to demand justice."
Yu Yi Xian's eyes widened, his face filled with disbelief.
"What?"
The Tathagata Buddha wore a sorrowful and despairing smile. Just thinking about those sad years made the Tathagata Buddha feel like his Buddha-life had lost hope.
He could only say in an extremely helpless tone:
"Forget it, it's embarrassing to talk about this. You must know that this child is very ruthless. The World Honored Maitreya Buddha was forced to sever an arm to survive."
"Right here in the Great Thunderclap Temple, in front of three thousand Buddhas."
"The Journey to the West must not have any mistakes!"
"Hurry up, don't let that Prison God see you, don't let anyone discover you!"
Samantabhadra Bodhisattva nodded, not daring to delay, and quickly left.
The Tathagata looked at Samantabhadra Bodhisattva's back and couldn't help but put his hands together.
"I hope the Bodhisattva is okay."
Many things in the Journey to the West were already set in stone and could not be changed.
Once a slight error occurred, it could easily cause more unsolvable chaos, and even lead to losses.
Just like this time.
Now that the Jing River Dragon King had surrendered, if no one went to scare the Tang Emperor in his dream, Guanyin Bodhisattva would not have a good opportunity to help the Tang Emperor, and naturally there would be no way to trick the Tang Emperor into ordering Tang Seng to go to the Western Paradise to seek scriptures.
And now, the Tathagata Buddha was forced to let Samantabhadra Bodhisattva force any Dragon King to enter the Tang Emperor's dream.
Doing so was naturally helpless, and the losses were not small.
Originally, the Jing River Dragon King was the brother-in-law of Ao Run, the Dragon King of the West Sea, and had 9 sons, all of whom were regional officials. His own position was the General Manager of the Eight Rivers, the Great Dragon God in charge of rain.
This was also agreed upon with the West Sea Dragon King. Ao Run wanted his son, Ao Lie, to be the White Dragon in the Journey to the West, so he had to sell out a Jing River Dragon King.
Cause and effect were irrelevant, and the merit remained in the West.
But now, randomly killing a Dragon King, who knew what would happen.
As for the thoughts of the parties involved and the Dragon King's forces, anyway, there were so many Dragon Kings, killing ten or eight of them, and the Four Seas Dragon Kings would not dare to have any objections.
This generation of Dragon Kings was definitely the lowest-ranked Dragon Kings since the beginning of time.
If a slightly stronger person with the bloodline of a true dragon came, whether it was arrogance or strength, they would be able to make the Western Paradise flinch, how would they dare to bully the Western Paradise so much?
The Tathagata Buddha used his divine eye to see that Samantabhadra Bodhisattva had left without encountering Chu Hao, and couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief. Fortunately, the person was okay.
And Li Jing next to him didn't know why, but his face was already pale.
Sensing that immense aura gradually approaching, Li Jing was panicked and quickly stepped forward and said:
"World Honored Tathagata, my stomach hurts, I have to take my leave first!"
Li Jing turned around and was about to leave!
However, the Tathagata Buddha said coldly:
"Stay!"
The Buddhas and Bodhisattvas present all sneered in their hearts, watching from the sidelines.
Yu Yi Xian even more mercilessly ridiculed:
"You want to leave after bragging?"
"Now that the person involved has arrived on the scene, didn't you say you were going to hang him up and beat him? Didn't you say that you let him go last time, but this time you will never spare him?"
"What's wrong? Are you chickening out? That's not right, you are Marshal Li Jing, the Demon Subduer, how can you be afraid of this demon!"
Although they were from the same sect, the Western Paradise had always been a place where people would be condemned by heaven if they didn't act for their own benefit. Moreover, Yu Yi Xian had long been unhappy with Li Jing.
Li Jing didn't dare to fall out with Yu Yi Xian, and only dared to act tough, puffing out his chest and saying:
"Who said I'm afraid of him? If it weren't for the fact that Li is having a stomach ache today, I would definitely let that Prison God know…"
Rumble!
Before Li Jing could finish speaking, suddenly two figures flew in from the entrance of the Great Thunderclap Temple, spitting blood!
It was the Vajra Wrathful Guardian and the Vajra Mighty Guardian who were guarding the gate.
The two of them were lying on the ground at this moment, dying, looking at the outside of the Great Thunderclap Temple with horrified eyes.
There, a white-clothed immortal lord slowly descended, riding on a vast expanse of thousands of miles.
His eyes were indifferent, and he walked in from the entrance as if strolling in a leisurely courtyard.
The surrounding Vajra Arhats and other monks couldn't help but take a few steps back, and said in a cold voice:
"Damn it, he's here!"
"It's over, it's over, I didn't escape. I should have taken a step earlier."
"What will happen this time? Last time it was Maitreya's severed arm, what about this time?"
"When will this powerful figure leave?"
At this moment, the three thousand Buddhas, five hundred Arhats, and all the monks had solemn expressions on their faces, waiting in full battle, as if facing a great enemy.
No one dared to underestimate the young man in front of them.
Those who underestimated him… last time used their physical bodies to receive the God-Slaying Spear, and now they are feeding the fish in the South Sea.
The lives of the few Great Luo Golden Immortals who underestimated him are now gone.
At this moment, everyone noticed Li Jing, who was burying his head under the table, sticking out his butt, like an ostrich. He was trembling, not even having the courage to take a look at Chu Hao.
The psychological shadow that Chu Hao cast on Li Jing was endless.
Especially just now, before Chu Hao came, Li Jing was still making wild claims in this Great Thunderclap Temple.
Now Li Jing only felt that a catastrophe was imminent, suffocatingly terrified.
However, Chu Hao didn't even take a look at the ant-like Li Jing.
The Tathagata Buddha looked at Chu Hao coldly, and said in a condensed voice:
"Prison God Chu Hao, this is the Great Thunderclap Temple of Mount Ling, the Western Treasure Hall. How dare you run wild here? Do you really think that there is no one in my Western Paradise!"
No matter how helpless the Tathagata Buddha felt towards Chu Hao, he would not show any compromise in front of these three thousand Buddhas.
Not only could he not compromise, but last time he let Chu Hao arrogantly leave, the Tathagata Buddha decided to take it all back this time!
However, Chu Hao looked at the Tathagata Buddha in the field indifferently, and said coldly:
"Great Thunderclap Temple? Western Treasure Hall? It's just a place to hide dirt and filth!"
In an instant, Chu Hao ignited the anger of the three thousand Buddhas.
In an instant, the three thousand Buddhas who had been holding back their anger were furious, slammed the table and stood up, and denounced him one after another.
In just this moment, the Great Thunderclap Temple was already on the verge of breaking out, filled with murderous intent.
However, Chu Hao remained unmoved, calm and composed.
