Chapter 800: 819 Chapter: Kill the Chicken to Scare the Monkey
Myriad Buddha Divine Power, like Heavenly Mountain suppressing the earth, could even suppress the universe. Although this palm seemed tranquil and solid, it was filled with a supreme force capable of suppressing Heaven and Earth.
Randeng Buddha’s face drastically changed. He had never imagined that Ye Xuan would strike him. This left him no time to think further as he hurriedly raised his palms to meet the attack.
The heavens exploded, the void was suppressed, and the brilliant Buddha Light Palm forcefully knocked Randeng Buddha to the ground, shattering half of his body.
Blood, fresh blood, golden fresh blood, could also become Buddha Blood!
Golden Buddha Blood splattered all over the ground. Randeng Buddha’s shattered body convulsed continuously on the ground, his whole being plunged into confusion.
In just a single strike, Randeng Buddha had suffered an unimaginable great tribulation from Ye Xuan’s attack, leaving all the Bodhisattva Buddhas of The Thunderclap Monastery deadly silent.
Silence, utter silence, an extreme silence.
Only a sense of panic spread within The Thunderclap Monastery. Duobao Tathagata seemed weak and shaky. His originally rosy and serene face turned deathly pale.
Terrifying, truly terrifying. He had not seen clearly how Randeng Buddha was defeated. He only saw Ye Xuan unleash a sky-obscuring Buddha Palm. Randeng Buddha, a Quasi-Saint, had been reduced to such a state.
Randeng Buddha was a true Quasi-Saint, though only newly ascended. He had transcended the realm of Immortals, how could he be so tragically defeated?
Bodhisattvas from all directions, Buddha from everywhere, even Duobao Tathagata knew that Ye Xuan was powerful. Otherwise, the Western Two Saints would not have let him oversee Lingshan and The Thunderclap Monastery. But Duobao Tathagata and others never thought Ye Xuan would be this strong, strong to such a terrifying extent.
He suppressed a Quasi-Saint with a mere raise of his hand, leaving no chance at all. Observing the entire Western Sect, who else could have such Cultivation? Were it not that Ye Xuan hadn’t exuded the aura of a Saint, people like Duobao Tathagata would have thought Ye Xuan was transformed by a Saint, otherwise how could his Cultivation be so fearsome?
“Evil obstruction, your demonic roots run deep, your heart lacks Buddha, you shall enter the Nine Nether Tower to repent for a hundred thousand years, only then can you eradicate the demon nature within your heart.”
Ye Xuan approached, treading upon the Buddha’s Golden Lotus, until he stood before Randeng Buddha who still convulsed on the ground like a worm. Clearly, Randeng had not recovered from Ye Xuan’s attack.
He was a terrifying figure who had passed the Heavenly Dao’s First Tribulation, with Holy Power already breeding within him. Observing the Quasi-Saint Realm, who could be his opponent? Suppressing a mere newly ascended Quasi-Saint like Randeng Buddha was nothing more than an effortless task for Ye Xuan.
“Qingming… Buddha… Randeng knows his mistake… No… don’t confine me to the Nine Nether Tower!”
Randeng Buddha, with half of his body already shattered, had now fallen into a state of critical injury and near death. His face bore no trace of arrogance as he lay in a pool of blood, desperately pleading with Ye Xuan.
“Buddha sees clearly; the Nine Nether Tower is the place to suppress the Evil Demons of Heaven and Earth. Although Randeng has committed faults, considering his years of service to Lingshan and the Buddhist Sect, I beseech you, Randeng Buddha, to be lenient.”
Duobao Tathagata’s face was pale, yet he still managed a forced smile as he earnestly pleaded with Ye Xuan. After all, Randeng Buddha held an extremely esteemed position in Lingshan, and confining him in the Nine Nether Tower would indeed dishearten the Buddhas of Lingshan.
And there is a saying that goes well,
Lips lost, teeth feel the cold; a hare dies, a dog is boiled. At this moment, Ye Xuan’s majestic power welled forth, which also made Duobao Tathagata tremble in fear, knowing that Lingshan henceforth would be led by this Qingming Buddha, and his and Randeng’s glory days were gone.
Ye Xuan chanted the Buddha’s name softly, his face adopting a compassionate expression, “Our Buddhist Sect is a place of purity, which must not allow Evil Demons to linger. If Randeng harbors demonic thoughts and they are not transformed in time, wouldn’t this disgrace our Buddhist lineage in the West?”
“Someone, cast Randeng Buddha into the Nine Nether Tower, and only let him out after one hundred thousand years have passed,” Ye Xuan declared resolutely, showing no regard for compassion.
Duobao Tathagata hesitated, about to persuade Ye Xuan further, but when he saw Ye Xuan’s fierce expression, resembling an enraged Vajra, his words were choked back down.
“Someone, cast Randeng into the Nine Nether Tower.”
Duobao spoke sternly, signaling for two golden-bodied Arhats to swiftly come forth. They lifted Randeng Buddha and headed straight for the exterior of the Thunderclap Monastery, clearly intending to throw him into the Nine Nether Tower.
“The Buddhist Law of Qingming Buddha is profound, and we feel unworthy by comparison. We should listen to the Buddha’s teachings daily to enhance our own Buddha-nature.”
Duobao Tathagata spoke kindly, joining his palms in salute to Ye Xuan, and many Bodhisattvas and Buddhas did the same, each showing a serene and compassionate countenance, but if one looked closely, it could be seen that fear was growing in their eyes.
The venerable Randeng Buddha, cast into the Nine Nether Tower overnight—even capable of release after one hundred thousand years—could Randeng survive?
What kind of place is the Nine Nether Tower?
It is a forbidden place in Lingshan, also a prison for Evil Demons of Heaven and Earth. From the early Primordial Times until now, countless ancient and modern Evil Demons have been suppressed within the Nine Nether Tower.
To demonstrate the boundlessness of the Western Sect’s Buddhist Law, the Western Two Saints traveled across the Primordial Land during the Primordial Times, suppressing all Evil Demons, and confined them all within the Nine Nether Tower.
Until Zhunti ascended to sainthood, generations of Buddhas from Lingshan upheld the ideals of the Western Two Saints, continuing this tradition. Any Evil Demon from Heaven and Earth was cast into the Nine Nether Tower, never to step out.
Of course, being labeled as Evil Demons of Heaven and Earth, these beings were extremely formidable. The Bodhisattvas and Buddhas of Lingshan naturally couldn’t truly suppress them, but the Nine Nether Tower—forged by the Western Two Saints—possessed the Saint’s immense power, preventing the Evil Demons from escaping.
Now that Randeng Buddha was cast into the Nine Nether Tower, how could other Evil Demons within the tower let Randeng be?
Although Randeng Buddha might survive, after one hundred thousand years, he would likely be exhausted, withered, and transformed beyond recognition.
Plainly put, by casting Randeng into the Nine Nether Tower, Ye Xuan was essentially sentencing Randeng to death, erasing him from existence between Heaven and Earth.
Listening to Buddha’s teachings, chants filled the sky.
Ye Xuan was generous, showing great magnanimity. He presided over the Thunderclap Monastery, elucidating various essences of Buddhist Law from the Myriad Buddha True Scripture, generously granting many great Divine Powers of the Buddhist Sect to Lingshan’s Buddhas and Bodhisattvas.
As the saying goes, strike with a stick but offer a sweet date. This is the strategy an authority should wield; sheer suppression could instill fear but also breed resentment, yet a balance of strictness and benevolence is the sovereign path for a Superior.
The Myriad Buddha True Scripture, authored by the Western Two Saints, not only encompasses their philosophical insights into the Buddhist teachings but also includes many great Divine Powers of the Buddhist Sect, unknown to others.