The Path of the Martial Arts BOSS-Chapter 1182 - 207: Enlightening Light Manifests Reincarnation

The battle situation was becoming more intense, but also increasingly favorable to the Demon Buddha's side.

The clash between the Demonic Qi and the Buddha Power greatly affected the Pure Land unfolding in the sky, causing the Buddha's Dharma Body to reveal even more signs of deterioration.

Initially, Xinyuan could only temporarily harness the power of the Buddha's Dharma Body to strike at the external world. Now revealing the Buddha's Dharma Body directly was due to the spread of this Pure Land.

Once the Pure Land becomes unstable, the Buddha's Dharma Body can only retreat helplessly, unable to reappear for a time.

It can be said that if this battle continues, the victory of the Demon Buddha is only a matter of time.

However, at such a critical moment, the Demon Buddha became even more cautious. Not greedy, acting carefully, advancing step by step, and slowly absorbing the power of the Buddha's Dharma Body.

Similar to Qing Yu's thoughts, the Demon Buddha also did not believe that Buddha would have no backup plan. Moreover, compared to Qing Yu, the Demon Buddha, being inextricably linked with the Buddha, was more aware of the Buddha's schemes.

[You act now, eliminate that group of bald monks at the Great Zen Temple.]

The Demon Buddha was cautious with the Buddha's Dharma Body, but launched a heavy assault against the Buddhist bald monks gathered at the Great Zen Temple.

While cautious probing took place on one side, on the other side, Qing Yu was prompted to act, to vanquish this group of Buddhists.

"Really made me wait for quite a while." Qing Yu stepped into the air, shortening the distance to appear directly in front of the Great Zen Temple.

"Six Paths Falling Together, thousands of demonic calamities, guide the Tathagata!"

"Poverty-stricken Monk Yi Yeshu, here to guide you all to the Western Pure Land."

Majestic Saint Energy filled the surroundings, while the Brahma Seal on the forehead released infinite wisdom and Buddhist righteousness, causing all monks who saw Qing Yu's figure to feel an impulse to kneel and dissolve, heading towards the Western Pure Land.

"Lord Qingyu, as the leader of the Daoist sect, do you not fear being ridiculed for calling yourself a monk?"

The Mahayana Buddha Light dispelled the Majestic Saint Energy, freeing everyone from its influence; then, an old monk surrounded by a glazed Divine Sense slowly approached.

Wula, the abbot of Dharma Temple, another strongest figure of Buddhism, chose to face Qing Yu directly.

"Once I, as a Daoist, have annihilated you, I will transform the Buddha temples into palace temples, Shakyamuni into Heavenly Venerates, Bodhisattvas into Great Masters, Arhats into Venerables, and monks into scholars, allowing Buddhist disciples to grow their hair and wear crowns while holding scrolls. Let's see who will be laughing then." Qing Yu's expression remained unchanged, calmly uttering words that pierced the heart.

This scenario was highly possible. Should they annihilate the core forces of Buddhism gathered here today, the remaining remnants would become insignificant.

At that time, starting with Northern Zhou, redefining one land at a time, turning local Buddha temples into Taoist temples; with more than half of the world devoid of Buddhist presence, the remaining territories would likely convert of their own accord, without Qing Yu lifting a finger.

People, after all, tend to be opportunistic; those who can persistently remain loyal are few.

As for those who refuse to submit till death, let them die then.

Wula also knew Qing Yu's words were very feasible, his expression immediately turned solemn, bearing a readiness to die, he started burning his own already weakening essence blood, "I acknowledge I'm no match for the Daoist Master, but to protect the orthodoxy of Buddhism, even if it means death today, it's a price worth paying."

A transparent flame slowly engulfed his entire body, and Wula's Qi Mechanism grew increasingly powerful, his Divine Sense condensed into a Mahayana Heavenly Wheel, slowly rotating, with boundless Buddhist Teachings woven within.

"Tathagata's Pure Store, worldly Alaya. Daoist Master, come reincarnate with this old monk."

The burning of essence blood also scorched the root of Divine Sense in exchange for a chance to drag Qing Yu into reincarnation.

In reality, even if there were truly reincarnations, Wula could not enter them, for his only end would be his soul dispersing into nothingness.

As for supposedly dragging Qing Yu into reincarnation...

Within the void, it seemed that thousands of lifetimes flowed through the Sea of Consciousness, boundless memories surged through the mind.

In one life, after years of cultivating Daoist Skill, it was shattered by a woman in white, after which the Divine Soul was turned upside down and could no longer find peace. On a certain moonlit night, he desecrated a maiden among flowers.

In another life, growing up in a house of debauchery, crawling through challenges from a young age, with a willingness to use any means. After a chance encounter, he embarked on a life different from before, unconstrained and unrestrained, scheming against court officials, entangling beauty...

And in yet another life, driven by greed, he consumed the Longevity Golden Pill, fused Phoenix Blood to his being, and for a thousand years roamed the human world, proclaiming himself as a god, only to finally perish within a Buddha Temple.

All and all, the numerous memories Qing Yu absorbed transformed into his reincarnation, causing his Divine Soul to endure countless years in an instant, myriad lives turned into shackles, attempting to drag Qing Yu into the passion and desires of the human world, leading to complete downfall.

Originally, Qing Yu would not have these life experiences, for he absorbed only Martial Arts Enlightenment.

However, Qing Yu himself was aware of most of these characters' life experiences, at least knowing an outline of their lives, thus when exposed to the Alaya Consciousness Light, it autonomously filled in countless realistic-yet-illusory scenes from memory, leading Qing Yu through these reincarnations.

The later the characters were, the longer the years they experienced: hundreds, thousands, tens of thousands of years, as time flowed like a stream, until even the Alaya Consciousness Light was unable to sustain itself, unable to continue generating reincarnations.

Meanwhile, outside, only a moment had passed.

All they saw was a transparent flame igniting on Wula's body, followed by a flash of the Mahayana Heavenly Wheel, Qing Yu closing his eyes, and upon reopening them, revealing a young figure exuding an ancient and weary temperament.

That was the mark left by time.

"A great dream of several thousand autumns," Qing Yu's eyes contained boundless ancient and weary meaning, "the monk indeed has some skill."

In that instant, Qing Yu experienced at least ten thousand years. This was not just simple Martial Arts Enlightenment, but a series of entire lifetimes.

Thanks to having read countless novels and anime in past lives, Qing Yu even made those lives rather perfect, from birth to death, all crafted from Qing Yu's thoughts combined with Alaya Consciousness Light, creating and deriving.

"Such skill, it would be a pity to die." Qing Yu said with hands behind his back.

Among all the opponents he had encountered, Wula Monk was not the strongest, but surely the most skillful. That endless cycle of reincarnation, for another person, it might truly be insurmountable.

"But ultimately, it's difficult to truly challenge the Daoist Master, isn't it?"

Wula revealed a slight bitter smile, seating himself cross-legged in midair, the transparent flame beginning to burn his skin and flesh.

As the exterior burned inch by inch in the flames, what was revealed was a gleaming gilded skeleton, exuding a Perfect eternal aura.

However, in the next instant, even this gilded skeleton turned into golden powder, slowly dissipating, leaving behind a small remnant of Divine Sense flame, gradually extinguishing.

For the Alaya Consciousness Light capable of ensnaring Qing Yu was not something so easily executed; for that one strike, Wula had burned everything he had.

If not for Qing Yu's Mental State reaching Eternal Freedom, the realm of Supreme Forgetfulness, this encounter might indeed have been problematic.

Finally, even the scant bits of Divine Sense dispersed into nothingness, leaving no trace behind.