Chapter 453

Seeing the yaksha ghost king still able to resist, Mu Yi extended his other hand.

Translation: Seeing the yaksha ghost king still able to resist, Mu Yi extended his other hand as well.

Check: "Seeing the yaksha ghost king actually still able to resist." "Mu Yi also extended his other hand."

Ok.

In the netherworld, he could wield the authority of a yin god, and the simplest way, naturally, is to draw on the power of the Lord of Mount Tai.

In the netherworld, he could exercise the authority of being a yin god; the simplest of these, naturally, was to rely on the power of the Lord of Mount Tai.

In the netherworld, he could exercise the authority of being a yin god; the simplest way, naturally, is to rely on the power of the Lord of Mount Tai.

Ok.

"Tai Mountain spell!"

"Tai Mountain spell!"

The already immensely heavy mountain range grew even heavier in an instant, pressing the yaksha king firmly into the ground.

Translation: The already immensely heavy mountain range became even heavier in an instant, directly pressing the yaksha king firmly onto the ground.

As the yaksha king was about to be crushed into pulp, Buddhist light suddenly flared amid the ruins, enveloping him.

Translation: As the yaksha king was about to be crushed into pulp, Buddhist light suddenly shone amid the ruins, enveloping the yaksha king.

The yaksha king, who had been unable to resist, half‑rose to his knees again and slowly lifted the yin‑qi mountain range bearing the Tai Mountain spell.

Translation: The yaksha king, who had already been powerless to resist, once again half-knelt and rose to his feet, gradually lifting the yin‑qi mountain range that had been subjected to the Tai Mountain spell.

"Hmph!"

Translation: "Hmph!"

Although he had expected Buddhist intervention from the moment he saw the pagoda, the sight still stirred Mu Yi's rather unpleasant memories.

Translation: Although he had anticipated Buddhist Sect intervention ever since seeing the pagoda at the start, this scene still evoked rather unpleasant memories for Mu Yi.

Watching the yaksha king, under the Buddhist light, shift from a ferocious ghostly visage to a dignified, martial bearing, Mu Yi gave a cold snort and stepped forward.

Translation: Watching the yaksha king, under the Buddhist light, shift from a ferocious ghostly visage toward a dignified, martial bearing, Mu Yi gave a cold snort and then rushed forward.

If it truly succeeded, the Buddhist sect might even gain another yaksha guardian deity.

Translation: If it really succeeded, the Buddhist Sect might even gain another yaksha guardian deity.

However, feeling the lament of the wandering souls amid the ruins, Mu Yi could not stand by while such an utterly wicked sinner laid down his butcher's knife and instantly became a Buddha.

Translation: But feeling the resentment of the wandering souls amid the ruins, Mu Yi could not stand by and let such an utterly wicked sinner lay down his butcher's knife and become a Buddha instantly.

To make a mistake is to pay the price; that is Mu Yi's belief and his divine duty.

Translation: To err is to pay the price; this is Mu Yi's belief, and also his divine duty.

"Let's see if you can protect this yaksha!"

Translation: "Well then, let's see if you can protect this yaksha!"

Mu Yi landed on the mountain peak, unleashed the Heaven‑Earth Dharma, and his form began to swell rapidly, almost matching the size of the mountain range.

Translation: Mu Yi landed on the mountain peak, unleashed the Heaven‑Earth Correspondence technique, and his form began to swell rapidly, almost reaching the size of the mountain range.

Yet the yaksha seemed not to feel the added weight, continuing to lift the mountain range bit by bit.

Translation: Yet the yaksha seemed not to feel the added weight, and continued to lift the mountain range bit by bit.

"Let's see how much you can withstand!" Mu Yi clenched his fist and then unleashed a sudden burst of force.

Translation: "Let's see how much you can withstand!" Mu Yi clenched his fist and then exerted force suddenly.

Though he was not skilled in fist fighting, he had once seen the Duobao Daoist demonstrate martial techniques; even if he could only imitate the surface using the Soldier Lord's power, he could still display some of its power.

Translation: He was not skilled in fist fighting, but he had once seen the Duobao Daoist demonstrate fist techniques; even if relying on the power of the Weapon Master he could only imitate the superficial aspects, he could still display some of its power.

"Boom!"

Translation: "Boom!"

A loud bang rang out, like a hammer striking an anvil.

Translation: A loud explosion rang out, like an iron hammer striking an anvil.

Accompanied by the yaksha's mournful wail, the Buddhist light began to flicker and fade, pierced through by the heavy force.

Translation: Accompanied by the yaksha's mournful howl, the Buddhist light began to flicker and fade, pierced through by the heavy force.

As if in pain, the yaksha ghost king began to struggle wildly.

Translation: As if in pain, the yaksha ghost king struggled wildly.

His body continuously spewed yin‑evil qi, trying to break free from the predicament.

Translation: His body continuously spewed yin‑evil qi, trying to break free from the predicament.

However, the great mountain pressing down on him would not allow any struggle.

Translation: However, the great mountain pressing upon him allowed no struggle at all.

Mu Yi felt the yaksha ghost king's struggle and struck down with his fist again.

Translation: Mu Yi felt the yaksha ghost king's struggle and swung his fist down again.

Amidst swirling dust and mist, the earth was struck by the suddenly falling mountain range, carving out a deep pit.

Translation: Amidst swirling dust and mist, the earth was struck by the suddenly falling mountain range, directly carving out a deep pit.

Meanwhile, under the Buddhist light's cover, the yaksha could barely maintain his form, deeply embedded in the earth.

Translation: Meanwhile, the yaksha, under the Buddhist light's cover, could barely maintain his form, deeply embedded in the earth.

At the critical moment, he gave up resisting the mountain and instead unleashed all his strength downward to survive, thereby managing to save his life.

Translation: At the critical moment, he gave up resisting the mountain and chose to unleash all his strength downward to survive, thereby managing to save his life.

Mu Yi raised his hand and flung the mountain range aside, then shrank his stature and approached the yaksha ghost king.

Translation: Mu Yi raised his hand to fling the mountain range aside, then shrank his stature and walked up to the yaksha ghost king.

The yaksha ghost king, embedded in the earth by the heavy blow and still dazed, was then met with a series of fierce strikes.

Translation: The yaksha ghost king, embedded in the earth by the heavy blows and still dazed, was then met with a series of fierce strikes.

Punch after punch!

Translation: One punch after another!

One hand surged with internal energy to press the yaksha ghost king down, while the other clenched a fist and pounded his body relentlessly.

Translation: One hand surged with inner qi to press down the yaksha ghost king, while the other clenched a fist and pounded his body wildly.

The Buddhist light clung tightly around the yaksha ghost king, yet it could not withstand Mu Yi's furious barrage; crimson blood sprayed everywhere, splashing onto Mu Yi and even causing his protective internal‑energy armor to emit a sizzling sound.

Translation: The Buddhist light clung tightly around the yaksha ghost king, yet it could not withstand Mu Yi's frantic bombardment; crimson blood spurted everywhere, splashing onto Mu Yi's body and even producing a sizzling sound on his protective inner‑qi armor.

Mu Yi's anger grew even fiercer; these netherworld‑born evil deities were truly unlikeable.

Translation: Mu Yi's anger grew fiercer; these netherworld‑born evil spirits were truly unlikeable.

Punch after punch rained down, and the earth trembled continuously.

Translation: Punch after punch rained down, and the earth trembled without cease.

The relentless turmoil also attracted the attention of other evil deities dwelling in the netherworld.

Translation: The incessant turmoil also drew the attention of some other evil spirits dwelling in the netherworld.

"What on earth is this? Even the yaksha ghost king is no match for him!"

Translation: "What on earth is this thing? Even the yaksha ghost king is no match for him!"

The netherworld evil deities whispered anxiously among themselves, unsure what had happened.

Translation: The netherworld evil spirits whispered to each other in panic, unaware of what had happened.

An evil deity whose true form resembled a black serpent.

Translation: An evil spirit whose true form resembled a black snake.

Its body was as large as a building, each scale bearing the likeness of a human face, with rough, disheveled hair growing between the scales.

Translation: Its body was as large as a building, each scale seeming to bear a human face, and coarse, disordered hair grew between the scales.

"We must help the yaksha; this thing seems aimed at us!" the black‑serpent evil deity sensed something amiss and decided to aid the yaksha.

Translation: "We must go help the yaksha; this thing seems aimed at us!" The black‑snake evil spirit sensed something wrong and decided to aid the yaksha.

After all, the suddenly appearing Mu Yi looked neither like an evil deity nor a human, but rather something far more violent and terrifying, filling the black‑serpent evil deity with a sense of imminent danger.

Translation: After all, the suddenly appearing Mu Yi looked neither like an evil spirit nor a human, but rather some more violent and terrifying entity, filling the black‑snake evil spirit with a sense of imminent danger.

The black‑serpent evil deity shot toward Mu Yi like an arrow.

Translation: The black‑snake evil spirit shot toward Mu Yi like an arrow.

Its eyes, dark as night, locked onto Mu Yi's throat.

Translation: Its dark‑night‑like eyes fixed firmly on Mu Yi's throat.

Then a white mist rose, enveloping everything in silence, save for continual tremors of the earth.

Translation: Then a white mist rose up, enveloping everything; no sound could be transmitted, only continuous tremors of the earth.

"What in the world is this?" the evil deities remained bewildered; when everything was shrouded in the mist, they all likewise sensed something amiss.

Translation: "What in the world is this?" the evil spirits remained utterly confused; when everything was hidden in the mist, they likewise sensed something amiss.

It felt as if they had become prey, targeted by a ruthless predator, with almost every sense warning them to flee.

Translation: It felt as if they had become prey, targeted by a ruthless predator, and nearly all their senses warned them to stay away.

At this moment, the black‑serpent evil deity that had charged into the mist was seized by Mu Yi, who then wielded it like a whip, frantically striking the yaksha ghost king.

Translation: At this moment, the black‑snake evil spirit that had rushed into the mist was seized by Mu Yi in one grasp, then wielded like a whip and frantically smashed against the yaksha ghost king.

Mu Yi also had to admit that the relic on the yaksha ghost king was indeed a fine thing; even under his violent bombardment, it continued to emit Buddhist light, protecting the yaksha ghost king.

Translation: Mu Yi also had to admit that the relic on the yaksha ghost king's body was indeed a fine thing; even under his violent bombardment, the relic continued to emit Buddhist light, protecting the yaksha ghost king.

Moreover, Mu Yi could sense that the relic functioned like a distress signal, continuously broadcasting a plea for help to the outside world.

Translation: Moreover, Mu Yi could sense that the relic was like a distress signal, constantly radiating a call for help to the outside world.

Therefore he shrouded the area in a great mist, for he did not want an arhat or bodhisattva to suddenly appear and demand a person from him.

Translation: Therefore he shrouded the surroundings in a great mist, for he did not want an arhat or bodhisattva to suddenly appear and demand a person from him.

Given the yaksha ghost king's deeply ingrained, unforgivable sins, he must die today; otherwise Mu Yi's mind would not be at peace.

Translation: Given the yaksha ghost king's body steeped in sins so deep they could never be washed away, today it must die, or else Mu Yi's mind would not find peace.

And the black‑serpent evil deity was like a stray dog by the roadside.

Translation: And the black‑snake evil spirit was like a stray dog by the roadside.

The moment it entered the mist, Mu Yi slapped it senseless, then seized it and repeatedly slammed it against the yaksha ghost king.

Translation: The instant it entered the mist, it was slapped senseless by Mu Yi, then seized in his hand and repeatedly smashed against the yaksha ghost king.

After barely regaining a bit of consciousness, it was hurled onto the ground once more.

Translation: After barely regaining a bit of clarity, it was again slammed onto the ground.

To Mu Yi, the black‑serpent evil deity was truly no different from a stray dog by the roadside.

Translation: As for Mu Yi, this black‑snake evil spirit was truly no different from a stray dog by the roadside.

He disposed of it with barely any effort, yet its vitality was surprisingly tenacious—despite being struck so many times, it still retained its form.

Translation: It was disposed of with little effort, yet its vitality was surprisingly tenacious; despite being struck so many times by him, it still managed to retain its form.

Just as Mu Yi was reflecting on how easily he had dealt with it, a sudden sting like a mosquito bite shot through his wrist.

Translation: Just as Mu Yi was reflecting on how easily it had been dealt with, he suddenly felt a faint sting on his wrist, like a mosquito bite.

Mu Yi halted his actions, glanced at his wrist, and saw the black‑serpent evil deity sprouting a second head, its mouth wide open, biting his wrist, trying to pierce his flesh and inject its foul‑smelling black fluid into his body.

Translation: Mu Yi halted his actions, instinctively glanced at his wrist, and saw the black‑snake evil spirit had grown a second head, its mouth wide open, biting his wrist, trying to pierce the flesh and inject its foul‑smelling black fluid into his body.

"Well, I underestimated you!"

Translation: "Well, I underestimated you!"

Mu Yi casually threw it toward the Yaksha Ghost King; this Black Snake Cunning Spirit actually managed to break through its Inner Qi and talent double defense, even slightly piercing his flesh—indeed it is an extraordinary talent.

The fire of the Hell Path ignited at his wrist, beginning to cleanse the toxins.

Accompanied by the flames, Mu Yi's fists fell again like raindrops.

Accompanied by a bone‑cracking sound that made the teeth ache, the Black Snake Evil God turned completely into a puddle of mud; without the relic protecting his body, he was instantly crushed into nothing.

Casually lifting the Black Snake Evil God in his hand, Mu Yi gave it a once‑over.

It seemed to be one listed in the Record of Netherworld Evil Gods, saving him the effort of seeking it out.

"Next up, it's your turn again!"

Mu Yi clenched his fists, then struck again at the Yaksha Ghost King; he wanted to see just how long this relic could hold out.

Suddenly, an abnormal disturbance in the distance caught his attention.

Only seen beneath the sunless, dark heavens of the Netherworld, a piercing Buddha‑light suddenly rose!

The overbearing Buddha‑light purified everything, even enveloping the evil gods who were just watching.

Mu Yi could sense that, almost in an instant, feeble evil monsters knelt on the ground, hands clasped in devout prayer, murmuring as they tallied their past sins.

Yet for some unknown reason, no figure came down for a long time.

"I didn't expect you to be so important—there really is a bodhisattva coming to save you!"

Meanwhile, beyond the world.

Ge Tian Shi's face grew grim as he intercepted the bodhisattva before him.

He saw the Guanyin Bodhisattva before him, smiling and holding a jade pure vase.

Ge Tian Shi's brows furrowed slightly as he sensed something off, yet because it pertained to his Dao attainment he revealed nothing on his face, while a vast pure qi surged up from his body.

Its momentum was fierce, so much that the surrounding void could scarcely bear the surging divine power, with fine cracks continually flashing in and out around him.

"What do you mean, Guanyin Bodhisattva?"

The icy question elicited no reaction from the Guanyin Bodhisattva.

"Ge Tian Shi, long time no see!"

At their level, although their strengths differ, aligning their own timelines is basic practice; even for a total stranger, should they ever meet again, they will recall each other instantly upon meeting.

Furthermore, at the Heavenly Court's Peach Banquet, Ge Tian Shi and the Guanyin Bodhisattva never miss a session, always taking part in the feast.

Even without deep ties, they could still be considered old acquaintances.

The Guanyin Bodhisattva's face bore a compassionate, holy countenance.

"Don't misunderstand, Heavenly Master; I've come solely for that yaksha, who has a spiritual affinity with the Buddha, and I've come specifically to guide him into the Buddhist Sect as a guardian deity."

"And there is no feud with the Heavenly Master!"

Ge Tian Shi hesitated upon hearing this; it was indeed free of conflict.

"The Buddha is merciful; Buddha and Dao are one family—please, Heavenly Master, grant us this convenience, lest we breed misunderstanding among ourselves!"

The Guanyin Bodhisattva gave a faint smile, yet his expression flickered; he sensed that the relic could not hold out much longer.

He did not pause to wonder if this would upset Ge Tian Shi, or that many in the Heavenly Court disliked the Buddhist Sect; with grievances piling, he instantly projected a Buddha‑light that pierced his body and plunged into the Netherworld.

Ge Tian Shi tried to block him, but the Guanyin Bodhisattva reached out and stopped him.

"Since we've met here, Heavenly Master, let us debate the Dao, so we may test what we have gained."

The Guanyin Bodhisattva raised the first point, yet the Buddhist Sect's followers are most adept at verbal sparring.

One a great Buddhist bodhisattva, one a Daoist Heavenly Master, they started with groundless charges and launched into debate over the three lights and four airs, the five elements and twelve branches—including the eight lunar mansions, wind and weather, golden core and jade elixir, medicinal properties and acupuncture, the six senses and five aggregates, yin‑yang calendrics, military strategy, the hidden and manifest, the nature of ghosts and gods—covering every field, from the classics to the Laozi and Buddhist sutras, for two full days, arguing and expounding the Six Arts and the hundred schools.

Meanwhile, within the world, an incarnation of the Guanyin Bodhisattva had already descended.

When the celestial figure wearing a heavenly crown and jeweled necklace appeared beyond the great mist, Mu Yi's scalp tingled.

The Guanyin Bodhisattva matches the Buddha in faith and incense; even if this is not his true body descending, even an incarnation is more than enough to make him drink a pot.

The Duobao Daoist he had encountered earlier had already shown him how terrifying a true great divine ability could be—it was genuine invincibility among peers of the same realm.

But seeing the Buddha‑light beginning to flicker, Mu Yi gritted his teeth and kept pounding with his fists.

Whatever the case, he could not allow the yaksha to be taken away; blasting it to pieces before the Guanyin Bodhisattva arrived was the best choice.

Taking advantage of the mist obscuring heavenly secrets and blurring the Guanyin Bodhisattva's perception, he blasted the yaksha to pieces!

"Chi You's divine ability!"

The Guanyin Bodhisattva's face also grew grim; he had witnessed this divine ability in the lower realm, and it can block the five senses of divine perception.

Fortunately, inside there was a relic—though intermittent, it still allowed a rough sense of its location.

Rich Buddha‑light welled up from the Guanyin Bodhisattva, myriad golden threads weaving in the air to form a illusory golden‑faced bodhisattva as tall as a thousand zhang.

Next, the bodhisattva smiled while holding a flower, and the Buddha‑light shaped into a huge golden hand that reached into the mist.

Before Mu Yi could react, the Buddha‑hand seized him and the yaksha and pulled them out of the mist.

Mu Yi had never imagined that one day someone would use this method to dispel the Great Mist divine ability.

"Don't even think of leaving!"

Mu Yi saw the Yaksha Ghost King about to be snatched by the Buddha‑light, grew furious, drew the Great Xia Dragon Sparrow Sword, and hacked at the Buddha‑light that surrounded him.

"Boom!"

The giant Buddha‑light hand trembled violently.

Just as Mu Yi had thought, the Guanyin Bodhisattva's incarnation, its power limited by heavenly and earthly laws, could still display inconceivable divine abilities.

But for Mu Yi, he was not without the strength to fight.

Upon the full release of the Weapon Lord's power, the Buddha‑hand shattered instantly, turning into Buddha‑light that dissipated in the Netherworld.

Just before Mu Yi struck, the Guanyin Bodhisattva holding the yaksha changed expression and flung the yaksha away.

The next instant, the giant Buddha‑light hand exploded.

The Great Xia Dragon Sparrow Sword, its momentum unspent, slammed straight into the ground.

The surface layers of solidified stone, hundreds of meters thick, instantly shattered; amidst the turmoil, the earth rumbled without cease.

Mu Yi dared not be the slightest bit careless; a person's name, a tree's shade; the renowned Guanyin Bodhisattva, one of the Five Elders, he absolutely dared not be the slightest bit careless.

The mist moved to envelop Guanyin Bodhisattva, intending to use this divine ability to trap Guanyin.

However, a large amount of golden Buddha light rose from the mist, turning the originally pure-white mist into a pale gold.

The spreading Buddha light caused the density of the great mist to greatly decrease, and the effect began to significantly wane, while Guanyin Bodhisattva's holy appearance was compassionate.

"Heaven has the virtue of cherishing life, Mu Tianjun, why must you insist on pressing so hard?"

"This yaksha has karmic affinity with my Buddha; although his sins are deep, if I bring him back to Spirit Mountain to teach and convert him, leading him onto the righteous path, that too would be a fine tale—why not do it?"

"Bodhisattva, this is a matter of the netherworld!"

Mu Yi felt the pressure coming over him, gritted his teeth and said a sentence, his gaze still fixed firmly on the yaksha.