Destined Martial God

C2082 The Plan and the Ambition of the Way of the Buddha



C2082 The Plan and the Ambition of the Way of the Buddha

0A day's time was a very short time for an ordinary person, not to mention a day's time for a martial artist who spent all their time in seclusion.     0

    

When the members of Prince Consort's Residence were still immersed in cultivation, Yu Haoran's voice suddenly rang beside their ears.    

    

"Three quarters of an hour in the morning, gather at the manor square!"    

    

Regardless of whether it was the sect disciples who were using pills to heal their wounds or the elite soldiers who were using the Upper Sky Qi to break through, they immediately stopped their training and rushed to the plaza in front of the mansion.    

    

At this time, in the front courtyard of the residence, Yu Haoran was standing behind a crystal coffin with both hands behind his back.    

    

To his left stood Qin Lingfei, Yu Siqi, Xu Hanwen, Scarlet Beast, Blood Deficiency Beast, Qingfeng and Mu Fengying.    

    

To his right stood Jian Wu Hen, Wu Zhengjun, the King of Hell, Lu Yuan, the Back Connecting Ape and the Divine Black Tortoise.    

    

At this moment, whether it was Yu Haoran or his close friends, they were all standing there silently.    

    

Therefore, everyone who had rushed to the square stood in their own seats.    

    

When the time came, Yu Haoran suddenly turned around, and his eyes gradually became sharp as he looked at the people in the plaza, and said with a choked voice.    

    

"Three days ago, at the plaza in the mansion, at the three-quarter hour mark of the morning, my master, Feng Qingyun, tragically died at the hands of the Lord of the Buddhist Dao in Spirit Mountain."    

    

"At that time, I swore that in three days, I would lead the troops of the Prince Consort's Mansion to the Spirit Mountain and destroy the Buddhist legacies and slaughter the tens of millions of followers of the Buddhist Sangha."    

    

After saying that, Yu Haoran suddenly instigated his terrifying aura, and asked with a voice as loud as a bell.    

    

"Today is the day that I, Yu Haoran, will go to war with the Spirit Mountain. I just want to ask, are you afraid of death?"    

    

"Not afraid of death!"    

    

The voices of over sixty thousand elite soldiers and over four hundred sect disciples answered in unison and spread throughout the entire Southern Domain. This also caused the countless experts of the Ancient demon race s and Ancient Gods s to feel nervous.    

    

After all, the lesson of killing a million Martial Saint s and above had only occurred three days ago, in a mountain range not too far away from them.    

    

"This Prince Consort will now ask all of you, are you willing to accompany me in my expedition to the Spirit Mountain?"    

    

"Your subordinate is willing!"    

    

"At that time, can you raise the butcher knife in your hand and behead millions of followers of Buddhism?"    

    

"This subordinate can!"    

    

Following the increasingly intense response of the elites and sect disciples, the aura being emitted from Yu Haoran's body grew stronger and stronger, pushing his close friends and relatives to simultaneously rouse their imposing auras.    

    

The tyrannical auras of the different realms of the Martial God, Zhi Zun, One Calamity Undying, Two Calamity Undying and Three Calamity Undying, gradually merged with the auras ignited by Yu Haoran, eventually forming a terrifying aura that could directly tear through the void. It was a terrifying aura that could directly mince the atmosphere, and could directly shock countless living creatures in Profound Sky Continent.    

    

When the threat of that terrifying aura reached its peak, Yu Haoran who had retracted his terrifying aura suddenly rose into the air, and at the same time, shouted loudly.    

    

"Let's go!"    

    

Spirit Mountain!    

    

After sensing the terrifying aura that could easily shake all of Profound Sky Continent, the skinny High Monk sitting cross-legged at the top of the high platform revealed a look of worry.    

    

This was because he discovered that the information he had gathered regarding Yu Haoran and Prince Consort Ma seemed to be slightly different from the actual situation he was in.    

    

The Prince Consort's Residence had accumulated quite a few years of strength in just a few years. It seemed that it was not the least bit inferior to the Spirit Mountain Buddhist Dao, which had been passed down for countless years.    

    

At the same time, within that terrifying aura, there was the aura of an undying being at the peak of the second tribulation, an aura infinitely close to the initial stage of the second tribulation.    

    

The tall monk raised his head and looked at the space above the spirit mountain, and then slowly closed his eyes. At the same time, a powerful spiritual will directly tore through space and the atmosphere, entering the star field in the endless space.    

    

One minute later!    

    

The monk withdrew his spiritual will and his gentle face darkened for the second time. For the first time, his eyes revealed a strong killing intent that was difficult to suppress.    

    

However, the killing intent in his eyes, was not aimed at Yu Haoran who was about to descend upon the Spirit Mountain, but towards the buddha experts who relied on the protection and inheritances of the buddhist dao.    

    

"Lord Immeasurable Buddha, there is no need to be angry at those traitors of the buddhist way, much less worry about fate's struggle. We will forever grasp the advantage of this battle." While the thin, tall monk's eyes were filled with a strong killing intent, Buddhist Lord Dishi Futian, who was sitting on the tall platform, comforted.    

    

After hearing the relief given by Buddha Dishi Futian, the monk looked at Emperor Shun with a puzzled expression on his face.    

    

"Hold on!"    

    

As his gaze swept across the tens of thousands of followers of Buddhism gathering at the Spirit Mountain, Buddhist Lord Dishi Fa said with a cold look in his eyes.    

    

"With the formations and methods that we have prepared beforehand, we will do our best to delay Yu Haoran and the top experts of the Prince Consort's Residence, and let Yu Haoran's subordinates slaughter the followers of the Buddha to their heart's content."    

    

"When the number of followers of the Buddhist faith die exceed five million, the endless infernal energy, resentment, and blood energy formed after their deaths will be enough to weaken half of the Heavenly Dao's rules."    

    

"At that time, Lord Buddha Shi Xu, Lord Buddha Subhuti, Lord Buddha and I will be able to descend upon Spirit Mountain. With the strength of the four of us at the peak of the second tribulation, we will be able to turn the tide of the battle within a short period of time."    

    

As he spoke to here, Buddhist God Dishi Futian's eyes turned to the tall, skinny monk. A trace of scarlet gradually suffused his eyes as he said this.    

    

"If the number of followers of the buddhist faith have exceeded 10 million, then the dense killing intent, resentment, and blood qi formed after their deaths are enough to make your true body descend."    

    

"At that time, not only can we kill Yu Haoran, we can smoothly annihilate the Prince Consort's Residence, and take the opportunity to occupy the entire Western and Northern Regions. We can also dispatch troops to occupy the entire central region, and complete the goal of dominating the Buddha Dao."    

    

After hearing about the plans and ambitions of Buddha Dishi Futian, the strong killing intent in the tall monk's eyes gradually disappeared.    

    

Soon after, he lowered his head and looked at the myriad of Buddhist followers gathered at the foot of the spirit mountain, his eyes filled with intense desire.    

    

Immediately afterwards, he raised his head to look at Yu Haoran who had already reached the central region and was speeding towards the Spirit Mountain in the Western Region.    

    

In battle, one had to pay attention to the momentum of the whole thing!    

    

As a result, Yu Haoran did not rush to the Spirit Mountain ahead of time just because of the slow speed of the elite soldiers of the northern road and the disciples of the sects. Instead, they flew through the Hengduan Mountains at a normal speed, passing through the Hengduan Mountains that the Ancient Gods s were at.    

    

However, after going through the reconstruction and transformation of the Xianyang City, Qin Lingfei subconsciously stopped in her tracks as her eyes revealed grief and hatred.    

    

"Ling Fei, in half a month at the shortest time, or in one month at the longest, I will definitely join forces with His Majesty to seize back the Xianyang City, so that the entire Southern Domain can be restored to the rule of His Majesty."    

    

Knowing the reason why Qin Lingfei suddenly stopped in her tracks, and also being able to feel her grief and anger, Yu Haoran used her divine power to wrap around her as she continued to move forward, in order to avoid affecting the entire group's momentum, and then whispered his assurance into her ear.    

    


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