Chapter 525: The Great Sun Tathagata Dharma Body! The Three Realms Tremble

"Sun Wukong, don't resist—I'll send you to a safe space first."

Before Sun Wukong could speak, Luo Fu flicked his right hand lightly and sent Sun Wukong into the Chaos Pearl's space.

The coming battle far exceeds Sun Wukong's realm; at his current level, he is unsuited to participate deeply.

"Rulai, stop your probing and guessing—if you want to know my origins, come with me to the Outer Heavens and settle it."

Luo Fu spoke calmly to the Buddha Rulai.

Shhh!

Without waiting for Rulai's reply, Luo Fu vanished in a flash, stepping directly into instantaneous movement toward the Outer Heavens.

With his current understanding of the Dao, fully unleashed, Luo Fu needed only one step to cross to the Outer Heavens.

But since he had just arrived in the Journey to the West World and had not yet fathomed its depths, Luo Fu chose to conceal his true strength, revealing only a Quasi-Saint-level grasp of the Dao.

For the current Three Realms, a Quasi-Saint's spatial Dao is more than sufficient.

The Three Realms, reshaped by Ancestor Hongjun, are far less stable in space than the primordial Primordial World, and their area is vastly smaller.

In just a few breaths, Luo Fu's figure appeared in the Outer Heavens.

"Amitabha, since you so insult the Naishifu Sect, let me test your methods."

The Buddha Rulai chanted a Buddhist mantra, his entire body flared with golden light, and he vanished from his spot, following right behind.

A few breaths after Luo Fu appeared in the Outer Heavens, Rulai's majestic, radiant form also materialized opposite him.

As previously stated, the current Three Realms were reshaped by Ancestor Hongjun with great magic power, and their spatial stability is far inferior to the primordial Primordial World.

Thus, not only are the true bodies of Saints forbidden from wandering freely within the Three Realms, even Quasi-Saints may not unleash their full power within them.

Quasi-Saints seeking to fight at full strength must transfer their battlefield to the Outer Heavens.

This is the universal consensus among all great cultivators of the current Three Realms.

"Rulai, strike first—let me see how much weight the so-called Lord of Ten Thousand Buddhas truly carries."

Luo Fu spoke coldly, his tone unconsciously carrying a hint of looking down from above.

To Luo Fu now, mere Quasi-Saints were not even worth a second glance.

Long before he broke through to Great Luo, his strength had already rivaled that of a Quasi-Saint.

Now, he had reached the peak of Great Luo, and had already forged his own unique Hunyuan Dao.

After absorbing the essence blood and profound mysteries of countless Chaos Divine Demons, the vast reserves now stored within Luo Fu's body surpassed even a Saint's by a thousandfold.

In Dao comprehension, even Ancestor Hongjun of the Primordial World could not clearly surpass him.

Not to mention Quasi-Saints—even Saints, he could firmly subdue.

Were it not for his regard for Ancestor Hongjun and the Heavenly Dao of this world.

A mere Quasi-Saint, he could crush with a single gesture.

Hearing the condescension in Luo Fu's words, the Buddha Rulai's eyes flickered with a trace of anger.

Since the War of the Wu and Yao, no one had dared to treat him with such contempt.

"Amitabha, since you so earnestly invite me, I shall not refuse."

Rulai chanted a Buddhist mantra, clasped his hands, and behind him, golden light erupted.

A golden Buddha, ten thousand zhang tall, appeared behind Rulai—cloaked in boundless Buddhist radiance, one hand pointing to heaven, the other to earth, his skull crowned by a blazing sun.

In heaven and earth, I alone am supreme!

This golden Buddha was Rulai's long-cultivated Dharma Body—the Great Sun Tathagata Dharma Body.

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The moment the Great Sun Tathagata Dharma Body appeared, all great cultivators of the Three Realms were startled; those above Quasi-Saint level turned their gazes toward the Outer Heavens.

Since the Divine War, having witnessed heaven collapse and earth shatter, with countless immortals and gods perishing, the great cultivators of the Three Realms had all sealed their cultivation halls, minimizing karmic entanglements to avoid the calamity.

In the current Three Realms, the presence of great cultivators is exceedingly rare.

Even when conflicts arise, great cultivators mutually and tacitly confine their disputes to the level of skillful demonstration.

Thus, battles between Quasi-Saints had not occurred for a long time.

Moreover, the one now fighting was none other than Rulai, the Lord of Ten Thousand Buddhas.

All Quasi-Saints understood the matter of the Journey to the West.

They knew this current cosmic cycle was the Buddhist eastward transmission.

The vast majority of Quasi-Saints in the Three Realms were ancient relics surviving from antiquity, and they knew well the horror of cosmic cycles.

Under a cosmic cycle, all save Saints are but ants.

Once entangled in the cycle, even a Quasi-Saint, if careless, would turn to ash.

Thus, nearly all Quasi-Saints tacitly chose not to offend the Buddhist sect.

They feared being dragged into the cycle and reduced to ash.

The Buddhist sect itself was no weak force; during the Divine War, the Xuan Sect's two factions suffered devastating losses, gaining nothing.

Only Buddhism, the opportunistic third party, reaped substantial gains.

After the Divine War, Buddhism's strength surged past the Xuan Sect, becoming dominant.

With formidable power and presiding over the cosmic cycle, this era was, without doubt, Buddhism's era.

Even Hao Tian, Ancestor Hongjun's attendant, had to give Buddhism face, shamelessly playing along in the Journey to the West drama.

All the immortals and gods in the heavens could not imagine who would dare provoke the Buddhist sect.

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Lingxiao Palace.

"The Great Sun Tathagata Dharma Body—Rulai was supposed to be suppressing Sun Wukong. Could someone have intervened?"

Sensing the commotion in the Outer Heavens, the Jade Emperor's previously vacant gaze sparked with sharp insight.

The Jade Emperor sitting in the Lingxiao Palace is not the true form of Hao Tian, only a manifestation.

Hao Tian is a quasi-sage, a servant of Ancestor Hongjun, and even to the Saints, he addresses them as "elder brother."

For him to humiliate himself by cooperating with Sun Wukong, a mere youth, in this performance—even if only a manifestation—is already giving the Gougeifu Sect great face.

In truth, had Buddhism not grown so powerful and presided over this great kalpa,

Hao Tian would scarcely have agreed to Buddhism's request.

At his level, beyond attaining the Dao and becoming a Saint, nothing matters more than face.

Merging his consciousness with the manifestation, Hao Tian's gaze pierced through infinite space and fixed upon Luo Fu, opposite the Buddha.

"Who is this? When did a new great power emerge in the Three Realms? Could this be the work of some Saint?"

Gazing at the utterly unfamiliar Luo Fu, Hao Tian's eyes flickered with doubt.

The great powers of the Three Realms are few in number; as ruler of the Heavenly Court, Hao Tian knows nearly all of them.

But of Luo Fu, he had no recollection whatsoever.