584: Chapter 412 584: Chapter 412 “Amitabha, the Buddhist Seal…” The elder ancestor of the Buddhist Sect knelt before the Golden Dragon sealed by the Array, showing the profound reverence the people of the Buddhist Sect held even toward their own Immortals.
The dozen or so old fellows saw the elder ancestor of the Buddhist Sect, a person of the Buddha, anthropomorphize in his nervous excitement, kneeling before the Golden Dragon within the Formation.
They wondered if the old man had gone senile.
Could it be that he was possessed when the Array was broken just moments ago?
They all asked him what was the matter.
“Amitabha, all is well, all is well, just kneel!” The elder ancestor of the Buddhist Sect didn’t care whether these old fellows were members of his family or not.
Right now he wanted them to stop talking and just kneel.
“Have you gone mad, old man?
What do we have to do with a monk worshiping Buddha?
The law I cultivate isn’t even Buddhist…” The elder ancestor of the Taoist Sect Zhang Clan said disdainfully.
They have always had a bit of discord with the people of the Buddhist Sect.
Though they were only clans and not actually temples or Taoist schools.
The paths they walked were different, and it was normal for them to compete and squabble over these matters, often comparing themselves to one another when they met.
The other venerable elders felt that they were not cultivators of the Buddhist path; they felt it was weird for the old man to mention the Buddha Light Seal.
The elder ancestor of the Buddhist Sect explained to them that the Buddha Seal was not something they could execute—it was an Immortal’s Buddhist Law.
So, the Great Powers again became skeptical.
If it really was a seal created by an Immortal, why would it appear here?
With the heavens shattering and the earth splitting a million years ago, who knows if some sealed objects, figures, and souls might have fallen down?
We of the Buddhist Sect are not weak; whatever is sealed is definitely some ghost or fiend!”
The words of the elder ancestor of the Buddhist Sect were not entirely convincing, but the flickering Buddha Light seemed quite plausible at the moment.
The most troubling part was its unusualness—the spiritual energy put forth by so many old fellows vanished without a trace, like a stone sinking into the deep sea.
Now, hearing about the Buddha Seal mentioned by the elder ancestor of the Buddhist Sect, everyone began to wonder if it was truly possible that some had sealed away a Demon.
If so, this Demon must have significant origins.
If they truly broke the seal, could it be possible that they wouldn’t obtain the objects inside and instead bring disaster upon the Mortal Realm?
This was not what the cultivators intended to do.
Upon the Magical Treasure flying arrow, the Yuan Baozhu saw their family’s elder’s nervous state and wondered whether to tell him that the seal was not made by an Immortal or sealing a Demon, but was man-made!
Considering what Yun Duoduo had done before, Yuan Baozhu was not about to make another foolish mistake and decided to let their elder ancestor play the fool.
Seeing their family’s elder ancestor in such a state made her feel somewhat helpless and a touch of pity.
But then again, what’s the harm in a little spiritual hurt for the elder ancestor?
He had survived for over a thousand years without dying, so he wouldn’t die so easily!
If the elder ancestor of the Buddhist Sect knew what his younger female descendant was thinking, would he faint from anger?
Yuan Baozhu spoke colloquially to Jiang Tang, “You’re so bad!”
It seemed Jiang Tang sensed it and replied with a colloquial phrase of his own, “Men who aren’t bad are not beloved by women!”
found this man shamelessly true to the maxim that if he wasn’t bad, she wouldn’t love him.
Zhang Nianjiao saw her own elder ancestor and Yuan Baozhu’s elder ancestor getting into an argument.
She glanced at Yuan Baozhu and noticed the young woman sending amorous glances to Jiang Tang.
In the midst of this large public gathering, her lack of shyness was too much, and she felt a fierce jab of jealousy.
The elder ancestor of the Sword Sect Su Clan saw the two old monsters arguing incessantly.
He fell silent for a moment before deciding to let his sword speak for him.
He channeled Spiritual Energy through his Cultivation Technique, not using his own Magical Treasure to attack the center of the Array.
He understood that the center of the Array had their Seal, but the minor Array nodes did not emit Buddha Light, indicating that the Buddha Light only appeared on that particular Golden Dragon.
He then had another idea: his Cultivation Technique transformed into countless small swords that assaulted the minor Array nodes.
The little swords were relentless, and as the old men had said, they became small fragments of Spiritual Energy, striking the minor Array nodes without causing any damage.
Instead, their Spiritual Energy was absorbed, seemingly by a vast net that took all the energy the elders put into the Array over the years.
The elder ancestor of the Sword Sect Su Clan sighed, realizing his efforts were futile; he could only turn his attacks towards the Buddha Seal Golden Dragon.
As he so decided, he did just that—streams of Spiritual Energy transformed into a multitude of Longswords, the sharp blades striking at the Golden Dragon.
You old fool!” It was already too late for the elder ancestor of the Buddhist Sect to prevent it; he didn’t want all beings to suffer harm just for one’s own benefit.
He was always worried that the Buddha Seal had surely sealed away some Demon or part of a demon’s soul.
But his worries were superfluous.
The swords unleashed by the elder ancestor of the Sword Sect Su Clan were blocked by the Seal of the Buddhist Sect, not even moving an inch, and instead, his Spiritual Energy was reflected back towards him.
The Spell cast by a venerable elder was no joke; even a slight breeze could injure those nearby with lower Cultivation, as this was a blow from a Great Power Holder!
Some Cultivators not too far away watching the fight and trying to break the Array were mesmerized by the spectacle, only to be caught off guard by the unexpected disaster, feeling the true light of the swords flying into their bodies.
Even though it was only a glimmer of sword light, it inflicted internal injuries on some lower-level Cultivators or caused them to fall from the sky, leaving their fate unknown.