Asura Mad Emperor

Golden Buddha Mountain had stood in the Nanchi Continent for countless years.

Eighty thousand years ago, during the great catastrophe, the emperors and sects knew that Golden Buddha Mountain had an even more terrifying backer in the Upper Realm, so the emperors only breached the mountain gate and took away the treasures, without exterminating the sect.

Because these emperors knew that with the temperament of these bald donkeys, as long as they did not commit too much evil or harm too many people, those Buddhas in the Upper Realm would turn a blind eye, simply saying all is the result of karma before refraining from intervening.

But if they were to exterminate Golden Buddha Mountain, the nature of the issue would be completely different.

Cold Sand Sect, which had risen to power in just ten thousand years and belonged to the newer sects, was like a young calf that was not afraid of tigers, completely oblivious to the frightening background of Golden Buddha Mountain in the Divine Realm.

Therefore, in these eighty thousand years, only Cold Sand Sect, which had risen quickly, dared to be so unbridled in its desire to destroy Golden Buddha Mountain and take over its gates.

"Elder, we have been quietly cultivating, never provoking the mundane world. Why do we keep getting suppressed and persecuted time and again?"

The youngest monk was called Miao Jiang; he was the same one who had previously questioned why the people from Cold Sand Sect did not dare to provoke Spirit Dragon Holy Land and Heavenly Sword Gate, yet insisted on bullying Golden Buddha Mountain.

Miao Jiang's eyes were red with emotion. His study of Buddhist Law was still shallow, having only recently entered the Meridian Opening Realm, and he was the most humble of all the disciples.

"What exactly did Golden Buddha Mountain do wrong?"

"Amitabha, I do not provoke others, but that does not mean others will not provoke me. In the world of cultivation, ultimately the strong are revered."

Luo Du's body emitted Buddhist Law, peaceful clouds shrouded the monks, harmonious and tranquil.

"Hehehe, little monk, an innocent man gets into trouble just because he has something people want. If you want to blame someone, you can only blame your Golden Buddha Mountain for having too long a legacy. Who knows what undiscovered relics might still be hidden within these mountains?"

Yue Lun's hand was full of Fist Intent, and he said with a cold laugh.

His aura burst forth, covered in Dao Magic, and the Palm Imprint chopped down, striking on the forehead of the White Tiger.

The White Tiger roared angrily, but it could see its body becoming weaker and weaker, struggling to maintain its Spiritual Body.

"Break—"

The Eight Gates Formation was still spinning wildly, another Lin Character Gate was opening, and a trace of divine light had already spilled out.

If this Lin Character Scholarly Technique struck down, Elder Luo Du and the others were doomed to be defeated.

"Is there really no way out?"

Their strength was ultimately too weak. They were no match for the combined strength of the eight Great Saints.

At this moment, whether it was Luo Du or Miao Jiang and the other young monks, they all fell into complete despair.

The disciples of Golden Buddha Mountain still needed a moment to arrive, yet they could not hold on even for a second longer.

In this generation of Golden Buddha Mountain's disciples and elders, there were only three experts at the Holy's Realm, and among them, two Great Saints had sustained serious injuries and were not out of seclusion.

Luo Du and Fu Hu were the only two experts above the Great Saints in Golden Buddha Mountain.

Thus, even if the rest of Golden Buddha Mountain's disciples arrived, if they were not at the Holy's Realm, it was already too late to turn the tide.

"Perhaps, it is Golden Buddha Mountain's fate to encounter such a catastrophe."

Elder Luo Du folded his hands together and recited the Buddhist Scriptures.

The monks felt a connection and began to grieve; they all sat quietly on the dais, knowing that they could not escape this catastrophe.

Just when everyone was in despair, suddenly a clear voice rang out.

"For you to utilize the White Tiger Demon Swallowing Formation in such a manner, you're truly disgracing the name of Vajrapani."

Following this voice, ripples appeared out of nowhere in the void, Dao patterns spreading out in all directions, and ultimately forcibly closing the Lin Character Gate again.

"Who is it?"

Qinchuan's voice emerged out of thin air, the real and distinct voice came from outside the dais, unnoticed by everyone until this moment.

At this time, whether it was the monks or the eight Great Saints from Cold Sand Sect, all looked towards the steps leading to the mountain gate.

They were suddenly met with the sight of Qinchuan and four others.

"Dragon Transformation Realm and Immortal Platform Realm cultivators, and one more..."

"Hmm, their strength is unclear?"

The Cold Sand Sect people were startled. Ye Xuanji's aura was too mysterious, at the very least at the Great Saint Stage.

That ripple in the void was definitely this person's doing.

"Who are you, sir? Did you come to Golden Buddha Mountain seeking opportunity as well?"

Liu Yi Dao asked calmly, not wanting to provoke the party since they had a Great Saint amongst them.

In the face of Cold Sand Sect's questioning, Qinchuan seemed oblivious.

He disdained to speak with these people.

Qinchuan simply looked indifferently at Luo Du and his monks, then continued.

"Despite being the Golden Buddha Holy Land, you've been embarrassingly cornered by an insignificant and unknown sect.

Gather your formation again, Young Master will teach you how to use the White Tiger Demon Swallowing Great Formation, half a move is all you need to deal with a few pieces of trash."

Luo Du's face changed constantly.

He was unclear why Qinchuan had come down from the mountain peak, or how he knew of the White Tiger Demon Swallowing Great Formation.

But he understood that if Qinchuan and the others hadn't intervened by closing the "Lin" Character Gate, they would have perished.

It was Qinchuan and his companions who had saved them.

Luo Du suppressed the excitement in his heart.

"Benefactor, this formation has already been destroyed during the Great Emperor's battle, it's now just a remnant formation; how could it exert the force of a complete one?" Luo Du said.

"Young Master can naturally tell."

Qinchuan casually cleaned his ears and said indifferently.

"If the formation hadn't been destroyed, these pieces of trash wouldn't have even been able to enter the gate.

You just handle operating the formation; Young Master has a way to help you repel them."

"How insolent!"

"Where does this brat come from!"

Qinchuan first ignored Liu Yi Dao, then his arrogant and insolent words directly labeled the people from Cold Sand Sect as trash, which infuriated them, causing them to angrily rebuke in unison.

"Ignorant of life and death!"

Yue Lun's single hand formed a claw, his nails flickering with a chilling cold light as he clawed towards Qinchuan's head.

Even though Qinchuan was accompanied by a Supreme Saint Expert, Yue Lun found it unforgivable. His own sect leader, Han Shan, was a Supreme Saint Expert as well, so he was unafraid.

"Benefactor, be careful!"

"Formation Setting!"

Luo Du reacted quickly, shouting loudly.

The monks erupted in their Dao Magic to the extreme, burning their own Essence Blood to activate the broken formation once again.

"Roar—"

The White Tiger returned to the human world, howling to the blue sky, blocking Yue Lun.

"Hmph, bring it on!" Liu Yi Dao's face was cold as ice, his eyes sharp as lightning.

"Old Nine, suppress these monks first; leave this brat to Big Brother to take care of."

Concerned that Yue Lun might suffer, Liu Yi Dao, with a Supreme Saint Expert following Qinchuan, shouted loudly.

Yue Lun, entangled by the massive figure of the White Tiger and even though it was just a remnant formation, was unable to withstand it alone; he promptly took flight, retreating back into the formation.

"Eight Gates Formation, Lin Character Gate open!"

Electric arcs intertwined, flames burned, and thunder and fire spread out from within the gate, crackling and sparking, Dao Magic bursting forth.

"It's over, the power of the Lin Character Gate is even greater than that of the 'Destroy' and 'Crush' gates; even the strike from the White Tiger Spirit Body won't withstand it."

Luo Du's face turned ashen.

Just then, Qinchuan's voice faintly rose.

"Zi Wei position, Xuan Ji position, operate the Tranquil Heart Technique!"

"Hm?"

The Zi Wei position and Xuan Ji position were spots within the remnant White Tiger formation, and the two monks standing there looked baffled.

The Tranquil Heart Technique was a basic entry-level Buddhist Law helpful for Body Refining, and it had been decades since they'd last operated the Tranquil Heart Technique. Why would they use it now?

As Luo Du saw the power of the Lin Character Decision engulfing the White Tiger Spirit Form, with no options left, he shouted loudly.

"Do as this benefactor says."

Accepting the command, Zi Wei and Xuan Ji's novice monks positioned their hands in a palm sign, silently chanting the heart sutra.

As the two chanted their heart sutras simultaneously, a transformation occurred.