Daoism Revival System: Start with fighting against Debunker Streamer-Chapter 359 - 358: Admit Your Fault to the World Honored One, and You Shall Become the Great Buddha of This Era! [Second Update]
Lin Heng’s expression was indifferent, and he did not respond.
Venerable Sumeru felt a chill, his face full of desolation as he said:
"Were they all killed by you?"
Actually, he had already roughly confirmed his conjecture, but he truly couldn’t believe it!
He originally thought.
After his ascension, he diligently cultivated in his master’s Dao Field, finally stepping into the Celestial Immortal Grand Barrier, thinking he could crush that Daoist from the human world.
Yet everything was ultimately just his beautiful fantasy.
As he was breaking through.
The other party was also breaking through.
And his breakthrough speed was even more terrifying!
"What kind of monster are you..."
"Why, even Immortal Kings are no longer your match?"
"What kind of secrets do you possess?"
Venerable Sumeru’s voice trembled, his heart filled with despair.
He prided himself on his exceptional talent, having been the most outstanding disciple in Manjushri Dojo, yet this person before him had repeatedly shattered his confidence.
Lin Heng’s expression remained indifferent: "The dead need not ponder such questions."
No more words were spoken.
Lin Heng lifted his hand to suppress.
The power of the Immortal King, like rolling wheels, crushed forward.
Venerable Sumeru had no power to resist.
Amidst unwilling screams, his body turned to ash, and his primordial spirit was crushed into oblivion.
Before arriving.
He never expected that after waiting a hundred years for his enemy to appear,
it would also be the day he met his death...
"Phew..."
After resolving the issue with Venerable Sumeru, Lin Heng exhaled a breath of turbid air.
The resentment accumulated in Hidden Dragon Imperial City finally dissipated.
At that moment, Lin Heng felt immensely relieved.
"Oh right, there’s still a treasure."
Lin Heng’s lips curled into a smile as he put the Golden Alms Bowl into his pouch.
This item was indeed extraordinary.
Even an Immortal King would find it difficult to escape once trapped inside.
After concluding everything, Lin Heng cast his gaze around the surrounding world.
The recent great battle had already attracted the attention of many Immortals, yet when Lin Heng’s gaze swept over them, not a single one dared meet his eyes.
"Is this the power of an Immortal King?"
Lin Heng chuckled, leapt onto his Somersault Cloud, and disappeared in an instant.
...
"Boss!"
In a remote, desolate place.
The Black Bear Spirit, hiding there, breathed a sigh of relief upon seeing Lin Heng’s return.
"How did the battle go?" it asked curiously.
Lin Heng smiled and replied casually: "Not bad, took down four Bodhisattvas."
"Oh, that’s good."
"Wait a minute..."
The Black Bear Spirit’s eyes widened, and it exclaimed: "Took down four what?"
...
...
Time passed in the blink of an eye; a few days later.
The news of the four Bodhisattvas’ deaths had spread across Jambudvipa Continent.
Undoubtedly, it caused a sensation.
Countless Immortals were shocked by it.
"Zang Qing Bodhisattva, Minyin Bodhisattva, Wuzong Bodhisattva, and Manjushri Bodhisattva of Southern Heaven Continent, all slain by an unknown individual?"
"Heavens, surely this isn’t a tall tale?"
"But those were Bodhisattvas, and four of them at that! Even though they ascended in the Post-West Heaven Era, they are nonetheless true Immortal Kings!"
"Who is this sacred being? How could anyone be so terrifying?"
"Moreover, why does he not dare reveal his true face, choosing to transform into the appearance of Southern Heaven Continent’s Venerable Sumeru?"
"This is probably the greatest event in Jambudvipa Continent in nearly ten thousand years, isn’t it?"
"Who is that person, after all?"
...
Speculation flew everywhere, the entire Jambudvipa Continent was curious about who that mysterious individual was.
And in Jambudvipa Continent.
The most mysterious South Sea Dojo.
In a piece of fairy aura-filled Purple Bamboo Forest, amidst the swirling bamboo leaves, there were voices of children conversing.
"That person uses the Somersault Cloud, Heaven and Earth, and even exhibits transformations that faintly resemble the Seventy-Two Transformations..."
"Could it be the work of Victorious Fighting Buddha?"
"But he’s always been in the Western Heaven Buddha Country!"
"Moreover, having become a Buddha, why would he target Zang Qing and the other Bodhisattvas with such malice?"
"Yet if not him, who else could it be?"
Puzzlement, deep puzzlement.
The two children racked their brains but couldn’t figure it out.
Instead, one of them couldn’t help but mutter: "Do you think the Bodhisattva knows about this?"
The other rolled their eyes.
"How could such a being not know about such a great battle in Jambudvipa Continent?"
"Then why didn’t the Bodhisattva intervene?"
"Probably didn’t want to save Zang Qing and the others. You know very well the kinds of things those guys did to attain their Fruit Positions. The Bodhisattva isn’t on the same path as them, and not directly destroying them is already considering her status. Help them? Impossible..."
"True, speaking of which, hasn’t the Bodhisattva been in seclusion for five thousand years now? Ever since Journey to the West, she seems reluctant to re-emerge."
"This..." The child pondered for a long time before shaking their head and saying: "Forget it, some matters are beyond our comprehension."
"Knowing less isn’t necessarily a bad thing."
"True..."
...
The South Sea shimmered with waves, the rosy glow connecting with the archipelago, the surface emanating a scene of Immortal purity.
But no one knew.
In the depths of the South Sea, there was a purgatory of corpses and an endless sea of suffering.
A filthy Buddha Lotus bloomed amidst countless dead bones.
On the Buddha Lotus, a sacred woman, confined by lines she had drawn, chose to imprison herself there all day long.
But recently, in front of her eyes constantly appeared scenes of the great battle above Jambudvipa Continent.
"So... what is your relation to him?"
"He’s alive, isn’t he?"
The sacred woman, with eyes full of compassion, wept in the sea of suffering.
There was a voice in her ear, but it wasn’t a response to the scenes; it was her own voice.
"The World Honored One broadly taught Buddhist Dharma, and you have deeply received the teachings. Now that the Buddha Country prospers, you should celebrate it; what is there to feel guilty about?"
"You have relieved countless beings from suffering, accumulating immeasurable merit. Even if you truly owe those few, having suffered and remained in penance for hundreds of thousands of years, hasn’t that offset any faults?"
"What’s more, they were destined to face tribulations in Journey to the West, predestined by the Heavenly Dao. What does that have to do with you?"
"Even the Saints regard all beings as straw dogs; why bind yourself?"
"Let go of the past, return to the Western Heaven, and just acknowledge a mistake to the World Honored One, and you will be the Great Buddha of this era!"
"The sea of suffering is endless; it’s time to return!" 𝕗𝚛𝚎𝚎𝐰𝗲𝗯𝗻𝚘𝚟𝚎𝗹.𝕔𝐨𝕞
The voice in her ear coaxed and persuaded, with an indescribable magical power.
Yet the sacred woman only smiled bitterly.
"Where is the sea of suffering? Who should return?"
"This is not the Buddhism I wish to cultivate, nor should it be the Buddhism I choose..."
She shook her head, full of compassion.
...
...
The news from Jambudvipa Continent spread like a storm.
Soon.
The entire Southern Heaven Continent also learned of the events.
Manjushri Dojo.
After confirming the slaying of their master, many disciples chose to flee that very day.
They had no choice.
Great Xuan Kong Mountain was a cautionary tale.
No one could guarantee when this place might face extermination.
In the short span of a few days.
This Bodhisattva Dojo, once a massive presence alongside the Vermilion Bird Immortal Sect in Southern Heaven Continent.
Had already become a state of disarray, people leaving and tea turning cold.
