Chapter 580

The resentment in his heart was fully vented at this moment, but this was disastrous for the demon beasts and evil spirits within Demon-Suppressing Valley.

This bunch of bald donkeys really went at them hard, beating them until they howled strangely.

For a time, Demon-Suppressing Valley became the liveliest place of Dao Yi Sect.

The steward responsible for guarding Demon-Suppressing Valley, hearing the incessant screams and shouts, exchanged a glance.

Having stayed here for so many years, when has Demon-Suppressing Valley ever been this bustling? It's almost like a market.

"Sigh, they're really full of energy."

"Who says it isn't?"

"Should we intervene?"

"No need, let them make a fuss; as long as they don't escape, it's fine."

Though it's called Demon-Suppressing Valley, at this moment it seems to have become the domain of Fomen; the originally strong demonic and ghostly qi within the valley is gradually being replaced by Fomen's golden light.

From afar, if one didn't know, they'd damn well think they'd arrived at some Fomen holy site.

Even the disciples on Hundred Herbs Peak, Myriad Formations Peak, and Weapon Forging Peak, far away, could see the direction of Demon-Suppressing Valley, where Fomen's golden light was slowly rising, dyeing the horizon red.

"Holy shit, Demon-Suppressing Valley is almost becoming a Fomen holy site."

"You think those several hundred thousand Fomen disciples are fake?"

"You say, can Demon-Suppressing Valley still be called Demon-Suppressing Valley now?"

"Then what else would you call it? The Western Paradise?"

"Western Paradise?"

"Exactly, Fomen often says to ascend early to the Western Paradise of Ultimate Bliss."

"That makes some sense."

"What bullshit reasoning, these Fomen folks are just sick, constantly making golden light blaze like a night pearl, lighting up my room at night—I don't even need a night pearl."

At the same time that Dao Yi Sect became filled with flickering Buddha-light due to the arrival of the Fomen disciples.

In an uninhabited mountain range not far from Dao Yi Sect, suddenly the sky was intertwined with thunder and lightning; if anyone were present, they would surely be startled.

This is the heavenly tribulation for breaking through Shèngjìng; someone in East Province has successfully assaulted Shèngjìng.

As the Heavenly Thunder fell, one saw a monk in tattered clothes, vaguely recognizable as wearing a monk's robe, his whole body flickering with Buddha-light, shooting up into the sky.

He let out a hearty laugh.

"Hahaha, how about this heavenly tribulation? This old monk has now perfected his Buddhist Dharma, entered Shèngjìng; from now on, the heavens are high and the sea wide, I may roam freely."

Speaking, this old monk thrust out a palm, and behind him appeared a huge illusory Buddha image, which clashed head-on with the Heavenly Thunder.

It took a full half day for the heavenly tribulation to gradually dissipate.

Although this old monk had a trace of blood at the corner of his mouth, appearing injured, his eyes were full of barely concealed joy.

Having successfully passed the heavenly tribulation, he finally attained the position of a Fomen sage.

"Amitabha, may the Buddha bless."

With palms pressed together, he sincerely uttered that phrase, but suddenly the old monk seemed to sense something, his gaze like torches lifting toward the direction of Dao Yi Sect.

"Such strong Buddha-light—could it be that during my hundred years of seclusion, East Province Fomen has already flourished? Which eminent Fomen monk is it? I must pay him a personal visit."

Breaking through Shèngjìng already made him unable to contain his joy; now feeling such strong Buddha-light, the old monk hesitated not, directly shooting toward Dao Yi Sect.

This old monk obviously doesn't know the current situation in East Province; he was originally just an independent cultivator, later fled into Fomen, and with a string of fortunate coincidences, his cultivation has risen steadily.

A hundred years ago he suddenly had an epiphany, and then retreated to this uninhabited place to close off for a hundred years; now he has finally perfected his Buddhist Dharma and successfully entered the ranks of Shèngjìng.

Therefore, he knows nothing of what has happened over the past hundred years, only wondering whether East Province Fomen has already flourished during his seclusion.

As a Fomen sage, he naturally delights in seeing this; even in his heart, East Province should be like West Province, taking Fomen as the main, with all cultivators needing to pay homage to the Buddha and cultivate Xiūliàn of my Fomen Dharma.

All along the way his mood was pleasant, and soon the old monk arrived at Dao Yi Sect.

Perhaps it was the joy of becoming a sage, or perhaps confidence in his own strength, this old monk didn't even unfurl his Divine Sense, completely neglecting to observe his surroundings.

He merely saw from afar the strong Buddha-light and, without hesitation, rushed up.

"Such pure Buddha-light must be a strong one of my Fomen; good, good, my Fomen has finally flourished."

Approaching Dao Yi Sect with such a grand show naturally soon startled its disciples; not long after, the old monk was stopped.

"Halt, huh... a monk?"

"Stop."

Several Dao Yi Sect disciples, seeing the newcomer was a monk, were momentarily stunned; before they could get a clear look, this old monk actually struck first.

"A Fomen holy ground—how could we allow others to barge in? Scram."

It's obvious this guy regards this place as his Fomen holy ground; otherwise how could there be such strong, pure Buddha-light.

Faced with a sage, the several disciples naturally had no power to retaliate and were quickly blown away.

Afterward, this old monk charged all the way, truly a case of meeting gods and killing them, meeting Buddhas and killing them.

Not long after, he reached the heart of Dao Yi Sect.

On Zhu Feng's peak, Wu Shou, who was handling sect affairs, suddenly sensed an unfamiliar sage's aura.

His brows furrowed slightly; before he could speak, a steward hurried in.

"Grand Elder, a Fomen sage has intruded upon the Sect."

"Huh???"

"How many?"

"One......... one............"

One person dares to intrude upon Dao Yi Sect; even if you are a sage, that's overly arrogant, and besides, coming with such a grand show, what are you trying to do?

"A mere single person dares to intrude upon my Dao Yi Sect; do you know the other party's intention?"

"For now it's unclear, but looking at the direction, it seems to be heading straight for Demon-Suppressing Valley."

Zhenyao Valley? Bold.

This guy wants to save people? But just by you, a Holy One, aren't you underestimating my Dao Yi Sect too much?

Immediately, Wu Shou's figure instantly vanished from the spot; at the same time, Mu You, Zhāng Tiānzhèn and other Holy Ones still inside the Sect also sprang into action.

Not far from Zhenyao Valley, Wu Shou and the others directly blocked the old monk's path.

Seeing the Holy Ones appear before him, the old monk still spoke with a calm face.

Amitabha, are you all fellow Daoists coming as guests to my Fomen holy land?

Guests??

Hearing this, Wu Shou and the others exchanged a glance, their eyes filled with a strange look.

What the hell, guests? What nonsense is this old monk spouting? And when did my Dao Yi Sect become a Fomen holy land?

Um... old monk, did you get the place wrong?

Mu You turned his head, looking at him with a complex expression and said; hearing that, the old monk's face sank and he spoke.

What wrong place? This isn't my Fomen holy land? With such rich Buddha light, only my Fomen holy land could possess it.

On the contrary, you guys, coming as guests to my Fomen, don't you have any etiquette?

Damn, we've become guests?

Hearing that, Wu Shou and the others all looked at the old monk before them with complex expressions; where did this lunatic come from?