Chapter 319: Ten Volumes of the Samsara Sutras

The Blood Blade stretched across a hundred zhang, terrifying blood qi condensed into a blade of light, instantly splitting the entire Blood Sea in two.

Wherever the blade's aura passed, Wen Dao Ren and Grand Master Xuan Du were also directly shaken back.

Compared to Wen Dao Ren and Grand Master Xuan Du, Dizang was undoubtedly more hard-headed.

Only seeing him bearing a six-zhang golden body, he actually blocked that violent blow head-on.

Under that blow, one could see that dense cracks appeared all over Dizang's six-zhang golden body.

Golden blood trickled from the corner of his mouth, yet Dizang's face still bore a peaceful smile.

"Honored Asura King, I know the anger in your heart; if my death can appease your anger, please strike as you wish!"

Saying this, one saw Dizang press his palms together again.

"Hey, Jin Lian, is this guy always this brave?"

Wen Dao Ren looked at Dizang and couldn't help asking the White Lotus Boy beside him.

Hearing that, the White Lotus Boy said with an admiring face: "Master once said that in terms of cultivation, within our Western Teaching, Dizang Senior Brother should rank among the top five; indeed, he possesses greater wisdom than the already enlightened Bodhi Master Uncle, so Dizang Senior Brother's realm is beyond our comprehension."

"Tch, what's there not to understand?"

Just then, a somewhat disdainful voice came from somewhere; it was Diteng, who had somehow hidden himself near them.

"In short, my master has been duped by the Two Sages into becoming a fool; I, Diteng, have such a miserable fate to follow such a master—I think this master is surely doomed this time; I don't know if there's any beautiful, kind-hearted older sister who could take me in?"

While speaking, Diteng's eyes would occasionally glance toward Wen Dao Ren.

It's a pity that Wen Dao Ren was currently looking curiously at Dizang being sliced by the Blood Blade, while Diteng's seductive glances were wasted.

As for the White Lotus Boy, he simply pretended not to have heard Diteng's nonsense.

After all, during his time in the teaching, this beast was always out of tune; everyone had grown used to its nonsensical ramblings.

"Kill! Kill! Kill!"

The gentler Dizang's attitude, the more it provoked the Asura King's ferocity.

The Blood Blade kept falling, leaving more and more cracks on Dizang's six-zhang golden body.

Seeing this, Grand Master Xuan Du frowned tightly.

"Wrong!"

Grand Master Xuan Du said in a deep voice: "That person from the Western Teaching used a secret method to influence the Asura King's mind, deliberately guiding him to attack himself!"

With such keen insight, Grand Master Xuan Du quickly noticed something off about the Asura King.

However, even Grand Master Xuan Du could not immediately grasp the other's true intention.

"Crack!"

Just then, under the Asura King's frenzied assault, Dizang's six-zhang golden body finally shattered with a sound.

Having lost the protection of his six-zhang golden body, Dizang was now soaked in golden blood, looking like a little golden figurine.

"Die!"

Seeing Dizang finally lose his protection, the Asura King's eyes burst with killing intent.

The Blood Blade came down heavily, endless blood qi engulfing Dizang completely.

"Finally, shall we begin?"

At the same moment, deep in the Underworld, Hou Tu Niangniang slowly opened her eyes and gazed toward the sky of the Underworld.

At the same moment, the Three Realms resounded with a mighty voice—

"Now, the Western Teaching's disciple Dizang, to save the Asura clan of the Blood Sea, has entered hell with his body, evolving ten volumes of the Samsara Sutras to deliver all beings from suffering!"

Accompanying that mighty voice, immediately after, a hand that covered the sky appeared in the sky of the Underworld and fell down.

"The Sage has made a move!"

Grand Master Xuan Du narrowed his eyes slightly, his fingers swiftly forming seals, as if calculating which Sage had acted.

"Huh?"

Suddenly, an icy voice entered Grand Master Xuan Du's ears.

In an instant, as if thunder exploded, several treasures appeared around Grand Master Xuan Du, thereby blocking that Sage's pressure.

Looking at those few treasures, the Sage in the sky seemed to hesitate, then ultimately did not continue to act against Grand Master Xuan Du, instead reaching for the Asura King manifested as a thousand-zhang tall figure.

"Dammit, even if it's a Sage, my Asura clan..."

With a final roar from his mouth, the Asura King angrily raised his Blood Blade and slashed at the great hand in the air.

But under the Sage, all are ants.

The Asura King's final strike could not even block the hand.

The massive hand fell, and the Asura King's whole body ignited in golden flames.

"Your Majesty!"

Witnessing this, countless Asura clan warriors cried out.

But at this moment, they could do nothing.

In just a few breaths, the Asura King was burned to ashes by the golden flames, leaving only a huge blood-colored scroll.

At the same time, where Dizang was slain, golden blood rose and fell upon the blood-colored scroll, transforming into ten volumes of the Samsara Sutras.

The ten volumes of the Samsara Sutras scattered dazzling golden light in the air.

Where the golden light shone, the originally furious Asura clan's expressions strangely turned exceedingly peaceful.

"What a ruthless method! It turns out the Western Teaching's aim was to use their own disciple and the Asura King as sacrifices to steal the Underworld's Samsara law!"

Grand Master Xuan Du narrowed his eyes slightly.

Although he had long known that the struggle of the Great Dao must be cruel,

but this time the Western Teaching's actions indeed gave one a chill.

"Dizang, why haven't you returned to your post yet? What are you waiting for?"

The sage's voice sounded again.

Soon after, a youth clad in blood-red monk's robes slowly stepped out from the golden light.

He reached out to catch the ten scrolls of the Samsara Scripture in the air, and the youth pressed his palms together.

I am Dizang Wang; from now on I will forever seal Hell. I will not attain fulfillment until Hell is empty.

Just as the final word was about to be spoken, suddenly, the formerly serene Dizang Wang's face was suffused with a trace of blood-red.

Immediately after, a ferocious look appeared on Dizang Wang's face.

Finally, I've been duped!

Eh? Who are you? No!

In the air, the sage's voice turned fiercely angry.

You are the Old Ancestor of the Nether River; you dare to interfere with the fortunes of my Western Teaching!

While he spoke, a massive hand suddenly plummeted from the air, reaching to grasp Dizang Wang.

But before the hand could fully fall, at that instant the Six Paths Reincarnation Disk suddenly appeared.

As the Six Paths Reincarnation Disk turned slowly, under the terrifying law of reincarnation, the golden hand in the air instantly turned ash-gray.

Hou Tu, do you dare to obstruct me?

The angry voice rang out again.

But anyone could hear that the speaker was now somewhat annoyed and angry.

On the Six Paths Reincarnation Disk, six towering manifestations of Hou Tu Niangniang slowly emerged.

Immediately after, a terrifying aura surged skyward, instantly blowing away all mist and revealing the sage's divine form in the air.

Zhunti Daoist!