In the sky over Shu Province, the two extremes clashed endlessly, with the rumbling blade energy and devil light causing the sky to change color and remain in constant turmoil.

And in the battlefield ten miles away from the two, two figures quietly concealed themselves, gazing at the war from afar.

These two, one was a grizzled old man, the other a verdant youth. Their only shared trait was that they both had smooth bald heads.

"Nalanda Temple has completely taken the wrong path and become an enemy of Buddha. Our Central Plains Buddhism now has another formidable foe." Wula, the old monk, looked at Papiyan, who was evenly matched with the Sword God, and sighed helplessly.

There was a Yi Yeshu before, and now comes an even stronger Papiyan. Buddhism is indeed difficult.

However, the young monk beside him remained unfazed, calmly twirling his prayer beads and gently said: "This was something anticipated; with the opening of the Pure Land, the seal on the Three-faced God's Divine Artifact will weaken. As early as the appearance of Fantian, I had foreseen this."

His eyes shimmered with seven-colored light, as if he was constantly calculating various cause and effect, "The decline of Buddhism is exactly when demons rise, which is inevitable."

The opening of the Pure Land on the eighth day of the fourth month was not actually the first. Long ago, the Great Zen Temple had begun attempting to open the Pure Land. Although they only opened a crack, it was enough to benefit them greatly.

Because of the existence of the Pure Land, the Zen Sect was able to defeat the Esoteric Sect and become the dominant force in Central Plains Buddhism.

But this matter Wu Lai was unaware of, and upon hearing it, he was shocked.

"You knew the consequences of opening the Pure Land and still pushed for it?! "

All previous doubts had now been answered. Wula finally discovered who initiated the misery of Buddhism today.

"Yes, it was I who pushed for it, aiming to open the Pure Land," said Shi Jue, the acting abbot of the current Great Zen Temple, who was actually the incarnation of a certain strongest warrior, "The only unforeseen event might be that Yi Yeshu would use the Silent Annihilation Demon Skill, which allowed me to enter the Pure Land early."

"Why did you do that?" Wula asked in a deep voice.

"Naturally, to welcome the return of my Buddha. Now as demons act wantonly and a group of madmen attempts to stir up a great catastrophe, defying the Heavenly Dao, it is exactly the time for my Buddha to return and save the world," Xinyuan revealed a smile filled with profound meaning and said.

This statement once again shook Wula's mind. He found that he had never truly understood Xinyuan, this extremely terrifying person.

He was somewhat terrified but also deeply moved by Xinyuan's words.

For those who study Dao, the ultimate goal is to achieve Dao, and for Buddhist practitioners, the greatest wish is to become a Buddha. If he could witness the descent of the Buddha, it would not be in vain in this life.

"How confident are you?" Wula asked with some difficulty.

"Ten out of ten," Xinyuan affirmed confidently, "What I am doing now is actually just to speed up the return of the Buddha and gain the advantage first."

Advantage? What advantage?

Wula now held countless doubts in his heart but kept them there. Because he did not know if letting Xinyuan push like this was right or wrong.

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"Fantian Demon Mara."

"Punishing Buddha Divine Thunder."

Heaven and earth, all engulfed in Demon Fire. The Destructive Holy Heaven Wheel of Mie Tian exploded, unleashing a sky-covering Demon Fire. At this time, the battlefield of the two had been surrounded by the flames of destruction.

Meanwhile, Papiyan's other two faces unleashed strong moves, Divine Thunder and Demonic Qi, forcing even the Sword God to retreat.

Or rather, being forcibly repelled.

As time passed, the initial integration of the Demon Buddha Golden Body by the three further harmonized, increasingly able to unleash the power of the Three-faced God, and began to counterattack.

"Dance of Destruction."

Papiyan's six arms danced, performing a dance of destruction amidst the flames. In every move, flames followed, and the peculiar body danced with a bizarre beauty, as well as······

The power of destruction.

"Boom——"

The Destructive Fire surged like waves, surging over the Sword God and burning him.

Under the burning of the Destructive Fire, the protective blade force of the Sword God was also scorched, causing the flames to fall onto his body.

But astonishingly, no matter how fiercely the Destructive Fire burned, it couldn't harm the body of the Sword God in the slightest. His body was like a steel blade tempered by fire; after being burned, it was tempered into hardness and sharpness.

If he didn't have a strong body, with the fierce blade energy of the Sword God, it would have torn his body apart long ago.

"Not bad, truly not bad."

The Sword God brushed off the flames from his body, and when his fingers and body touched, they made clanging noises, like two steel blades clashing, "For decades, you're the only opponent who has allowed me to have an exhilarating fight."

The fight with the Supreme Taoist was not satisfying because that person, unlike the Demon Buddha, would not clash head-on with the Sword God. Even the Supreme Taoist would not confront the edge of the Sword God's blade directly, as even his Dao Body couldn't withstand its sharpness.

"Again."

Ripping open his shirt, the Sword God fiercely demanded battle.

"Let me."

Papiyan's body transformed again, and this time, it was Shitian facing forward. The roaring Demon Thunder twisted and surged, and Shitian was the most aggressive side.

"One Strike to Cut the World."

With one strike, it seemed like the entire world was split in two, even light was severed by this strike, forming a black fan-shaped region. This was the ultimate blade, capable of severing all things.

"Fierce Thunder Shocking Heaven."

Papiyan activated his Demon Essence to the extreme, clashing head-on with the ultimate blade. The booming Demon Thunder thunderously roared, as if it wanted to shatter the entire world. The dark blue thunderlight connected heaven and earth, merging with the Destructive Fire, its power unmatched.

"Boom——"

Space shattered like a mirror, and on both sides of the intersecting space cracks, both sides with their powerful Golden Body and blade body, broke through the cracks and resumed the fierce battle.

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A day and a half later, the battle still hadn't ceased. Fifteen miles away from the battlefield, another observer arrived.

"Is this the Demon Buddha Papiyan you spoke of? Indeed very strong, able to fight the Sword God to such an extent."

Cloud Qi gathered around Lan Cang, revealing the figure of Qing Yu.

Originally thinking it was just the Sword God casually swinging his sword, unexpectedly it triggered this unprecedented fight. Upon Lan Cang's reminder, Qing Yu immediately rushed over to observe.

"I have to say, Papiyan's Golden Body is truly strong; at the beginning, he was being suppressed by the Sword God's slashes, but he managed to endure with his Golden Body. Now, he can fight equally with the Sword God." Lan Cang remarked as he watched the two still fiercely engaged.

With his Golden Body, Papiyan stood against hundreds of blows from the Sword God, taking each strike head-on with his Golden Body. The hardness of Papiyan's physical form had to be said to refresh Lan Cang's understanding.

Now, Papiyan is able to fight back and forth with the Sword God.

"Are you saying······ Papiyan is continuously getting stronger?"

Qing Yu's eyes slightly squinted, the Blood Tears Eye fixed on the black spots continuously entering Papiyan's body, and asked.

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