In the grand temple, the light of Buddhism shone brightly, the sound of chanting filled the air, and the devotion of the worshippers and the monks reciting scriptures brought solemnity and peace.
In the center of the temple stood a twelve-layered Buddha Tower, worshipped by the people, cleansed by their vows, and exuding an incomparably majestic aura.
But just at that moment.
Ripples spread through the void.
A figure in a Gold-Patterned Profound Robe suddenly appeared in the temple and with a sweep of a big hand, the twelve-layered Buddha Tower instantly split apart.
The monks in the temple reacted, anger bursting forth as they charged out instantly.
The entire temple activated its grand Formation, and as a result, Buddha shadows materialized, encircling the suddenly appearing figure.
Yet, faced with this scene, Qin Zheng remained unchanged in demeanor, as calm as ever, and once again casually struck with his palm.
The Buddha shadows dissipated, the temple’s grand Formation shattered, and the monks who were about to take action were sent flying in all directions.
Qin Zheng, without casting a glance, stepped forward into the void and departed the place, heading towards the next location where pieces of the tower lay.
After detecting the strangeness of Lingshan, Qin Zheng intended to make a swift and decisive battle, lest the Lingshan Buddha Sect react, intervene, and cause chaos. He aimed to collect all pieces of the tower at the fastest speed.
In just a brief moment, he had already collected eight layers of the tower’s body, only the final layer was left!
Following his departure, the enraged monks also gathered, ready to report the situation to the Lingshan Buddha Sect.
The presence of such a powerful figure from the Human race in Lingshan Territory, and the delayed response from the Buddha Sect’s mightiest, was a tremendous taboo!
Meanwhile, Qin Zheng arrived at the final city.
This city was more vast and far surpassed the previous eight he had encountered, with even thicker Buddha light.
Similarly, the temple within the city was more majestic and grandiose than those in the other eight cities.
When he stepped into the temple, he found that atop the central twelve-layered Buddha Tower, a young-faced Arhat was seated.
Below the Buddha Tower, a significant number of Arhats also sat in a special array.
Yet, at this moment, as if by an unspoken agreement, they all turned their gazes towards Qin Zheng.
This was, after all, Lingshan Territory, one of the three mightiest powers of the Cang Mang Continent.
Even with his swift actions, he had already been preemptively discovered by these monks who had prepared accordingly.
The Arhat sitting on the twelve-layered Buddha Tower now chanted the Buddha’s name and stood up sharply, his eyes piercing as they locked onto Qin Zheng.
"If you are of the Yuxu Lineage, why do you not abide by the agreement and intrude upon our Lingshan Territory, seizing the possessions of the Buddha Sect?!"
He shouted loudly, his voice thunderous.
In Qin Zheng’s perception, it was as if Divine Thunder swept over him in waves at that moment.
But for him, it was like a gentle spring rain, unable to harm him in the least.
Qin Zheng took a step forward, in an instant arrived before the twelve-layered Buddha Tower, and reached out with both hands—one palm striking at the Arhat and the other at the Buddha Tower.
Who had time for pointless chatter with these baldies!
He had already amassed forty-eight layers of the tower’s body, with only this one before him left for a perfect completion of the entire structure!
With the power of a complete tower, there would be no more crises for him on the Cang Mang Continent!
The glint in Qin Zheng’s eyes flickered, and his actions and momentum grew even more fierce.
"How brazen, fiend!!"
The color drained from the Arhat’s face, and he revealed an angry Vajra expression, shouting coldly.
He then stepped forward, delivering a heavy Tathagata Divine Palm filled with Buddha light.
The other Arhats below, seated in position, immediately placed their hands together, turning the scriptures they recited into a Formation to protect the twelve-layered Buddha Tower.
Almost simultaneously, two thunderous sounds converged and shot outwards.
The Arhat that battled Qin Zheng staggered back a hundred paces, with traces of blood seeping from his seven orifices.
The Arhats on the ground had also collapsed in an instant after that collision.
Despite this situation, Qin Zheng’s eyebrows furrowed only slightly before he stepped out again and struck another palm down.
Under this palm, everything turned to chaos, followed by a flash of white light, and a massive handprint broke through the chaos, descending like the beginning of Heaven and Earth Creation.
The monks in this temple were different from the previous eight, perhaps prepared in advance, too strong for the casual swatting of a hand to extinguish.
Under the might of the Heaven-opening Seal, all the Arhats in the temple also had their expressions instantly solidify.
The Arhat atop the tower furrowed his brow and spoke gravely, "Seven completed spirit treasuries?!"
As he spoke, six divine lights also surged from within his body.
He, too, had completed six spirit treasuries and was one of the Arhats vying for the Primordial Venerate Position in three thousand years!
The Arhats below exploded with divine lights—one, two, three—each with a different breath and realm, all converging into the Formation, fusing into a mighty force.
The Heaven and Earth Creation handprint suddenly landed upon the group of Arhats.
A humming sound rose, and then the world became incredibly quiet.
It seemed like hundreds of years had passed, or just an instant, until the scenes of the world returned to normal.
All the Arhats on the ground lay bloodied, their breaths weak, lacking the strength to fight again; the Arhat from the Buddha Tower also bloodied, crashing onto the ground.
Yet Qin Zheng remained standing in his original position, the twelve-layered Buddha Tower still intact, emanating waves of golden light.