Chapter 340: 340.Chapter 335 Earth Buddhist Sect's Supreme Learning Shocks Huanyu Cultivators

340. Chapter 335 Earth Buddhist Sect's Supreme Learning Shocks Huanyu Cultivators

"Don't waste words on them.

Capturing the pet is urgent."

The Monkey King shook the human-species bag, jumping on the ground and shouting arrogantly.

The four cultivators of the Slaughter Ghost Sect had cold sweat pouring from their foreheads.

They had personally witnessed how five of their companions were drained by the small beast.

Now, even if Li Shixiong says this is an illusion, there is always a feeling of being stared at by boundless terror, causing an involuntary chill down the spine and numbness on the scalp.

"Ten thousand souls in shared sacrifice, blood-refining Rakshasa, unite."

Li Shixiong felt his companions' fear, and his voice rang out in the air.

As his words fell, the holy infant banner light array in his hand blazed, and the great ghost infant level was clearly higher than that of the holy infant banners held by Criminal Sentence Mo and others.

The great ghost infant raised its head to the sky and let out a long howl, while the other three ghost infants, controlled by the main infant, rapidly spun around it.

"I have a strange feeling.

"Hahaha, the Rakshasa ghost infant manifests.

Endless suction appeared in the air, where a huge vortex emerged, sucking in all the wandering souls in the sky.

"It is said that the founder of the Slaughter Ghost Sect was the Peerless Ghost Ancestor, who was a cultivator of the Great Void Dao of Huanyu, and by fortunate coincidence created a secret ghost-controlling method able to draw the ten-direction souls for use, borrowing soul power to swallow heaven and earth.

The ghost infant raised its head and roared, emitting a hoarse scream; the corpse qi from the Tianyan abyss continuously gathered into the mouth of the huge ghost infant, and with each exhalation, its figure swelled slightly larger.

Oh.

The terrifying ghostly howl shook the four wilds, and a huge hand stretched out from within the vortex.

And the demon master they repeatedly mentioned.

He had figured it out.

The old beggar's face suddenly changed upon seeing the scene on the field.

Not only was their combat strength stronger by several times, but also their resistance to evil things.

Moreover, do you feel that the Rakshasa ghost infant's voice can attack cultivators' souls, causing dizziness?

When the old beggar spoke, his face was somewhat pale; clearly, the Rakshasa ghost infant's roar greatly affected him.

His companions' bodies steamed with black, terrifying mist, as if their essence had been sucked out, hunched over like three corpses, giving an extremely eerie feeling.

A completely different ghost infant manifested above the heads of Li Shixiong and his three companions.

The old beggar felt somewhat annoyed in his heart and cursed inwardly, calling them a pervert.

I want to see, under the condition where the Tianyan corpse qi continuously replenishes the Rakshasa ghost infant's energy, how you can resist us."

"Ah"

"Pet, what did you say?"

Li Shixiong entered an extraordinarily wondrous state, black flames of fire spouting from his eyes; besides the bloodthirsty instinct, almost no trace of humanity could be seen.

"Zhidun, Li Bai, do you feel anything?"

"I also have this feeling.

The Great Sage Monkey King blinked his big eyes, laughing and saying.

It is hard to imagine if the Huanyu Holy Infant in the Huanyu Holy Infant Grand Array were to emerge, how strong its soul-killing power would be."

During this period, I inquired many times, but each time I was beaten into silence by the Tiger King.

Many disciples of the Slaughter Ghost Sect almost each had one banner; if they encountered a strong enemy launching a major attack on the sect, countless holy infant banners shared in sacrifice could form the Huanyu Holy Infant Grand Array, and the evil aura surging heaven-high could break myriad laws.

The Tiger King looked at the transformed Li Shixiong with a face full of disbelief and asked.

"The founding law of the Slaughter Ghost Sect: gather spirits and manifest the holy."

Zhidun said with palms together.

"No, I just feel my scalp is a bit numb."

The new ghost infant's head grew horns, eight arms, four heads, its face covered in terrifying black runes, it stepped on a nine-headed giant python, holding a jade-green skull in its hand, its body blazing with killing aura like an ancient ghost god descending to the world, extremely ferocious.

When the Rakshasa ghost infant's howl entered the ears, blood flow accelerated as if some power was washing away a certain strange force."

This is the main reason why the great sects of Huanyu dare not provoke the Slaughter Ghost Sect.

"Do you not feel a soul-dizziness?"

"I don't know if it's because we cultivate the demon master's technique, but it seems we can be immune to this evil thing."

Those ten holy infant banners were refined by the Peerless Ghost Ancestor's secret method, able to draw the ten-direction souls by borrowing the ghost infant's power.

"Yes, it feels like fleas jumping on the head, itchy but very comfortable."

Li Bai and Zhidun, along with the two beast kings, everywhere exude strangeness, completely unlike Huanyu cultivators.

The Tiger King said with a face full of doubt.

Upon hearing the Great Sage Monkey King's words, Li Bai and Zhidun exchanged a glance, shook their heads, and said.

He now dares not even ask.

"Amitabha Buddha.

The sea of suffering is boundless; turning back is the shore, benefactor, why not lay down the butcher's knife?"

Zhidun uttered a Buddha's name from his mouth, speaking to Li Shixiong.

Behind Zhidun, boundless Buddha light flashed, and a huge golden figure appeared, wearing a cassock, wearing the Ten Directions Ancestor Buddha Agate Crown, two pairs of jade belts hanging down from both sides of the crown, each inscribed with Om Mani Padme Hum.

Zhidun's mouth resonated with boundless Buddhist sounds.

"All the evil deeds I have done in the past arise from beginningless greed, hatred, and delusion, born from body, speech, and mind; now I repent of them all, respectfully requesting the mercy and protection of the Great Compassionate Great Merciful Earth Store Bodhisattva.

Thus have I heard: at one time, the Buddha was in the Trāyastriṃśa Heaven, teaching for his mother.

At that time, in the ten-direction boundless worlds, the unspeakable, unspeakable all Buddhas, and the great bodhisattvas, mahasattvas."

Those mysterious chanting sounds turned into runes that drifted toward the Rakshasa ghost infant, the runes possessing a most mysterious power that caused the ghost infant controlled by Li Shixiong to become restless and agitated.

Especially the ten-directional nether spirits summoned by the Rakshasa ghost infant—any nether spirit touched by the mysterious runes would be purified, transforming into human figures wearing various garments, smiling as they floated toward the sky, then turning into golden rain that fell upon the Tian Yuan.

"You can actually purify the nether spirits within the Tian Yuan?

What kind of heretical technique are you using, one even more terrifying than that of my Rakshasa Ghost Sect?"

Li Shixiong lost his composure; the Rakshasa ghost infant grew restless.

The mysterious runes evolved from the sutra's chanting swirled around the Rakshasa ghost infant, and the colossal ghost infant, like a deflated balloon, violently expelled vast quantities of black killing energy outward.

"Dana Paramita sound, Shila Paramita sound, Kshanti Paramita sound.

In the Saha world and other lands, there are countless heavenly dragons, ghosts, and gods, all gathered in the Trāyastriṃśa Heaven, even reaching the Heaven of Neither Thought nor Non-Thought—all heavenly hosts, dragon hosts, and ghostly deities have assembled.

With my Buddha-eye I observe, yet cannot count them all—those already saved, those to be saved, those not yet saved; those already accomplished, those to be accomplished, those not yet accomplished."

Zhi Dun's resonant chanting continued to echo.

A colossal Buddha character formed from countless runes hovered above the Rakshasa ghost infant's head, constantly rotating, boundless Buddha light shining forth, dispelling the nearby corpse energy as it rapidly retreated outward.

The black ghost infant emitted a whining cry, slowly shifting from black to gray, then finally becoming a golden giant child.

The golden giant child gazed at Zhi Dun with a smile, lifted his head and let out a roar that shook all yin and evil killing energy into dispersion, then floated upward into the sky, transforming into golden rain that fell upon the Tian Yuan.

"Pfft."

Li Shixiong suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood, his face filled with disbelief as he stared at Zhi Dun.

"What is your origin, that you can break the supreme ancestral law of my Rakshasa Ghost Sect?"

As his words faded, he collapsed unconscious to the ground; the other three, as if drained of their essence, likewise fainted.

"Amitabha.

All beings suffer; if I do not enter hell, who will?"

Zhi Dun spoke these words.

He produced a black human-pet pouch, its surface inscribed with mysterious runes that flashed and emitted endless suction; the bodies of Li Shixiong and the others were enveloped by the pouch's rune-light, rapidly shrinking and drifting into the pouch.

"Is the Rakshasa Ghost Sect's ancestral law broken just like that?"

The old beggar wore an expression of utter disbelief as he scrutinized Zhi Dun up and down.

The strange sutra chanting, the strange Dharma form—actually restraining nether spirits and even guiding the ghost infants in the Rakshasa Ghost Sect's Holy Infant Banner to liberation—this method is simply beyond comprehension.

The Rakshasa Ghost Sect has a long history, yet to this day no one has heard of a specialized counter-technique against their secret arts appearing in Huanyu.

If this news were to spread, the entire Huanyu would descend into chaos.

"Zhi Dun, you actually still possess such means."

Li Bai approached Zhi Dun and said.

"Amitabha.

The ghost infant is born, the ten-directional nether spirits have arrived; suddenly, a great sorrow arises in my heart.

Until that sorrow reaches its peak, I unconsciously recite the Earth Store Sutra."

Zhi Dun said.

"No wonder the Demon Master said you are utterly sincere and genuine, your Buddha-nature penetrating completely.

You will surely attain enlightenment.

It seems you are born with a Buddha-body, descended into the world to relieve the suffering of all beings."

Hu Wang approached Zhi Dun, recalling the Demon Master's words, and said.

"With Zhi Dun's Earth Store Sutra, the nether spirits and ancient corpses within the Tian Yuan are nothing to worry about."

Hou Wang turned his eyes and looked ahead, saying.

"Continue guiding with the human-pet pouch."

Hu Wang commanded.

"Heh heh, everyone, there's a great place inside the Tian Yuan—Skull Island.

It's a gathering place for ancient corpses, where people often go to seize treasures.

However, there"

The old beggar said this, glancing furtively at Hou Wang.

"No problem, go on."

Hou Wang seemed to sense something.

"There exists a creature whose bed is white bone and whose den is skulls—the ancient demon beast, the Flaming Magic Ape.

Though dangerous, many still go there to hunt for treasure."

"The ancient demon beast, the Flaming Magic Ape?"

Hou Wang also became interested.

"Go, go, go, go—just go to Skull Island to capture human-pets."

Hou Wang immediately made the decision.

Li Bai, Zhi Dun, Hu Wang, and Hou Wang, led by the old beggar, entered a mysterious region after nearly three days.

A colossal Skull Island floated above a black water river.

That black water was as dark as ink, its depth unknown; the group probed with their spiritual power, yet strangely could not advance even an inch.

"Don't waste your effort.

The Black Xuan River is the coagulated corpse oil formed from the decayed flesh and blood of ancient corpses; all major sects that entered earlier have studied it—the black water of the Black Xuan River contains a substance that obstructs spiritual awareness.

It should be a fragment of cosmic law present during the ancient corpses' decay, something beyond the perception of the Earth Element Realm."

"The endless black river is entirely the corpse oil of decayed ancient flesh—how many ancient corpses must have been buried to form Skull Island!"

Li Bai's eyes filled with shock as he spoke.

The demon master said the Primordial Spirit Realm was a newly excavated world, and indeed, everywhere exuded an eerie aura.

Upon hearing this, Zhidun spoke with a face full of sorrow and pity.

"How do we enter Skull Island, human pet?"

The Tiger King asked.

"Do you see the white moon on Skull Island?

At midnight each night, the white turns red, and at that time, the moonlight gathers and shines upon the Black Water Mystic River, forming strips of red silk.

We can fly along those strips to get there.

Everyone's faces showed utter disbelief.

"Hehe, during this time I'll take you all to a resting point near Skull Island where cultivators stay, and we can catch plenty of human pets."

The old beggar said with a sinister smile on his face.

"Haha, just what we wanted." The Tiger King laughed loudly.

After the Tiger King finished speaking, the old beggar led the demon king and the two sages toward a stone house near the Black Water River.

Around the stone house near the Black Water Mystic River, dense runes filled the area, a figure guarded the stone house's doorway, and at this moment, a young cultivator walked out from inside the stone house and patted the shoulder of the night-watch cultivator guarding the door, saying:

"Ye Lin, you're on night watch, go rest now,."

The man who had been replaced by Ye Lin said upon hearing this, "Pang Bo elder brother, the Deep Abyss is full of dangers, be careful."

"Sleep easy, I'm fine!"

Pang Bo laughed hehe.

As Ye Lin entered the stone house, Pang Bo leaned against the stone house and slowly closed his eyes.

At that very moment, a soft cat's meow drifted into his ears.

Pang Bo opened his eyes and looked; the forest beside the stone house swayed back and forth.

"What is that?"

Pang Bo felt a chill pierce his body, and his whole spirit instantly sharpened considerably.

He stared at the commotion in the nearby forest, his heart hesitating whether to go look, he glanced at his six companions inside the house, gritted his teeth hard, mustered courage, and slowly walked over.

Pang Bo felt his entire heart suspended, his heart pounded thump-thump, sweat gathered on his forehead into droplets that slid down along his brow.

"What is that?"

Pang Bo reached the edge of the forest, carefully using the sword in his hand to part the undergrowth and found nothing.

Huh.

Pang Bo exhaled a mouthful of air heavily, murmuring as if relieved of a burden.

"Turns out it was just the wind blowing."

He was about to turn back toward the stone house.

But just as he turned, he inexplicably faced a black bag.

On that black bag were eerie runes flashing with strange light, sealing his five senses and six consciousnesses; Pang Bo had not yet reacted when a strong suction burst from the bag's mouth and directly sucked him in.

"Hehe, caught another human pet."

The Tiger King, transformed into a cat, floated in midair, shook the human pet bag, then drifted toward the stone house.

"Haha, another six."

Seeing the Huanyu cultivators in the stone house, the Tiger King sent a strand of Spiritual Power into the human pet bag; the runes on it blazed with light, and a tremendous suction enveloped everyone inside the stone house. Just as those people opened their eyes, the scene made them feel as if thunderbolts struck their heads.

A black-and-white-spotted tabby cat held a black bag and pointed it at them.

They wanted to shout for help but could not utter a word; then their bodies slowly shrank and floated into the human pet bag.

At the same time, at a bonfire site at night, four Huanyu cultivators sat cross-legged on an open clearing, resting.

Suddenly, movement in the trees startled the cultivator by the bonfire.

"Junior Sister Jinling, quickly look, a golden monkey!"

One of the cultivators, a woman, said to her companion.

"I never expected the Deep Abyss to still have such an adorable spirit monkey."

Jinling approached the girl's side, saw the spirit monkey was bowl-sized with no trace of Spiritual Power fluctuation, and felt greatly surprised in her heart.

The other two female cultivators also gathered around upon seeing this; they all discussed the golden monkey in the tree.

The monkey chirped, and the four female cultivators were amused until their brows relaxed and eyes smiled.

Just as everyone was lost in delight, the monkey's eyes rolled, and it suddenly darted out of a black bag, the bag mouth wide open and aimed directly at the four female cultivators.

A powerful pulling force immobilized the four female cultivators; they wanted to resist but found their magical power had vanished as if turned into ordinary mortals, boundless dread filled their hearts, and then they saw their bodies gradually shrink and float into the black bag's mouth.

"Haha, caught four females.

Good luck."

The Monkey King murmured, then vanished into the night's forest. (End of chapter)