Chapter 472: The Joyful Buddha

Chapter 472: Chapter 472: The Joyful Buddha

The ground quaked and the heavens trembled as the three sacred cities collided fiercely with the three Buddhist altars. The immense force not only changed the color of the sky and earth but also generated a myriad of colorful energies around them. The sheer impact made these energies chaotic and frenzied, emitting a dazzling array of lights.

These multicolored lights enveloped the center of the Pure Land of Bliss, rendering it invisible. Only the endless tremors and powerful vibrations could be felt, causing the surrounding space to wrinkle slightly. In places where the energy was particularly intense, small cracks appeared in the space, only to vanish as quickly as they formed.

Above the multicolored sphere, the cloud sea of merit belonging to the Pure Land of Bliss churned ceaselessly, vast and boundless.

Ming Tai Bodhisattva's gaze was fixed on the cloud sea of merit, his eyes filled with gravity and determination.

"Master, look at that boundless merit," Ming Tai Bodhisattva suddenly spoke.

"What about it?" Zhong Tian asked, puzzled.

"Most of it originally belonged to our Daming Monastery," Ming Tai Bodhisattva took a deep breath and then fell silent.

Elsewhere, Mr. Corpse headed to the Buddha Tombs to excavate the corpses of Buddhas and Bodhisattvas, intending to take these bodies back and refine them into even more powerful zombies.

Shui Wuhen commanded the army and the monks of Daming Monastery as they slaughtered the warrior monks of the Pure Land of Bliss.

Meanwhile, Zhong Shan and Hao Meili arrived at the Immortal Stele, contemplating how to activate it.

The Immortal Stele was located in the White World, thus exposing everyone present.

"Hao Meili, see if you can retrieve it," Zhong Shan said, pointing at the Immortal Stele.

Far away, in a dark region, Nian Youyou and her master stood atop a mountain peak, hidden from anyone's view.

"Master!" Nian Youyou's eyes showed a hint of reluctance.

"What's wrong? We're already here, and you still can't bring yourself to do it? Haha, good, such deep feelings. Once you kill him, you'll surely break through again. It won't take a thousand years, no, a few hundred years will be enough for you to become immortal," the woman said, pleased with Nian Youyou's progress.

"Master, I really don't want to kill him," Nian Youyou finally couldn't hold back her tears.

"No, you must. You established this relationship with him precisely for today, to kill him," the woman's eyes turned cold.

"Master!" Nian Youyou pleaded in distress.

"Do it. This is the peerless bow I specially prepared for you. I know your archery skills. You can definitely kill him with one shot. Just shoot him dead, and it will be over. We can leave once it's done," the woman said, handing over a pitch-black divine bow, continuously coaxing Nian Youyou.

Nian Youyou had never felt such sorrow before, but the peerless bow was already in her hands. Trembling, she gripped the bow, her face a mask of pain.

Amid the multicolored lights, the three sacred cities clashed with the three Buddhist altars.

"Impossible! How can this be? All three altars are real?" Earth Master's voice rang out, tinged with disbelief.

"They are real. Mud Buddha, your reputation is well deserved!" Ghost Valley exclaimed with a hint of admiration.

"Well deserved? Hmph, Earth Master, Ghost Valley, let's switch places. The Taigu Sacred City will deal with the altar where Jinchan is," Tian Lao said coldly.

Unable to make any headway with the three altars, the suggestion of switching positions was met without objection. The three sacred cities slowly rotated, changing their respective targets among the altars.

"I said I would use your head to honor Hou'er. I want the Pure Land of Bliss to be buried with you!" Gu Shentong said coldly.

"Hou'er's Five-Colored Divine Light was invincible. It must have been you, this vile Buddha, who used despicable tricks. Today, I will ensure your soul is annihilated," Nie Fancheng said, his voice icy.

"Then let's see!" Joyful Buddha's eyes turned cold.

With Joyful Buddha now presiding over the altar, the previously visible cracks vanished completely, making the altar as solid as ever, without any flaws.

Gu Shentong and Nie Fancheng, upon finding their nemesis, renewed their fierce attacks. The collision of worlds was vast and unending, causing countless storms to erupt throughout the Pure Land of Bliss, making movement difficult for everyone around.

"Hmph, your fortunes are mere derivatives; they can never truly affect us. I possess ten trillion merits, ten trillion genuine merits of the Pure Land of Bliss, standing invincible," Joyful Buddha proclaimed forcefully.

Indeed, the fortunes of the derivative world were merely imitations. Though they mimicked true fortunes, their effectiveness was somewhat diminished.

However, the three great saints had fought their way to this point; how could they give up now? The booming continued unabated, with the determination to grind down the four Buddhas within.

At the Immortal Stele:

"Master!" Ming Tai Bodhisattva suddenly called out to Zhong Tian.

"What's wrong, Patriarch?" Zhong Tian asked, slightly puzzled.

"I may not be here later. I hope you can carry forward the legacy of Daming Monastery," Ming Tai Bodhisattva said suddenly.

"You may not be here? What do you mean?" Zhong Tian felt an ominous premonition.

With a flip of his hand, Ming Tai Bodhisattva produced an exquisite small tower. With a wave of his other hand, another identical small tower appeared, though this second tower was a replica, shimmering faintly with a hint of illusion.

"This is the ancient treasure of Daming Monastery, the Spirit-Residing Tower. Master, please integrate it into your body," Ming Tai Bodhisattva instructed.

Though slightly puzzled, Zhong Tian began the integration process. It seemed that the Spirit-Residing Tower recognized him as the master, merging into his body almost instantly.

"Don't worry, Master. As the head of Daming Monastery, it only recognizes you. Though you haven't fully integrated it yet, you can do so gradually over time," Ming Tai Bodhisattva explained.

"Yes," Zhong Tian nodded.

"It's time to reclaim the merit belonging to Daming Monastery," Ming Tai Bodhisattva said, holding the replica Spirit-Residing Tower.

He then soared into the sky, diving into the replica Spirit-Residing Tower and flying towards the vast sea of merit in the distance.

The replica Spirit-Residing Tower began to enlarge, growing terrifyingly huge. The base of the tower suddenly emitted an immense suction, drawing in the boundless merits from the sky.

"This is not good!" Zhong Tian realized what was happening.

Although he didn't go himself, within his body's Spirit-Residing Tower, new things suddenly appeared—merits, vast amounts of merits transferred by Ming Tai Bodhisattva.

"Father, Patriarch is seizing merit for Daming Monastery," Zhong Tian said urgently to Zhong Shan, his eyes filled with anxiety.

"Your patriarch is sacrificing himself for the greater good, truly a high virtue monk. Let him be. If you reach the peak someday, you can venture into the underworld to retrieve his soul and rebuild his golden body," Zhong Shan sighed softly.

"Yes!" Zhong Tian clenched his fists and nodded firmly.