Chapter 716: Killing the Buddha

The Chessboard World.

Or perhaps the Pure Land.

This is a world created by the Buddha with great magical power and great divine ability.

And in this world, there are likewise grasslands, hills, and high mountains. There are also nations such as Moon Wheel and Dahe.

Above a vast plain, brilliant divine light erupted from Yu Liancheng's eyes, and a scorching fighting spirit emerged on his beautiful face; scorching electric currents burst from his entire body, whipping up a golden tide that swept out in all directions. Regardless of whether it was soil, mountain rocks, or vegetation caught by this violent golden tide, they would turn to fly ash in an instant.

He gripped his palm in the void, and a long sword forged entirely of thunder appeared in his hand, its momentum awe-inspiring, continuously emitting booming thunderous sounds.

As Yu Liancheng took a step forward and slashed with the thunder sword, the electric light on the long sword suddenly surged, like a nimble white dragon flying through the void, with the faint sound of thunder exploding, heading toward the golden-bodied Buddha, who was only three zhang tall, not far away. Every bolt of lightning was combined with Sword Qi, incomparably sharp, cutting through gold and iron as if they were nothing.

Black cracks appeared in the void, as if they had all been torn apart by the electric light.

The Buddha sat cross-legged in the void, one hand pinching a flower, the other forming a seal, pushing "slowly" forward.

In his palm, a Swastika Buddhist light bloomed, drifting out and continuously enlarging, growing with the wind, to intercept the long dragon of electric light.

Boom!

The Swastika Buddhist light collided with the long dragon of electric light, and the violent booming sounds were incessant; every instant, thousands of explosions rang out simultaneously.

Yu Liancheng and the Buddha are both supreme figures above the Five Realms; even if all practitioners throughout history were added together, they could still rank among the best, or even secure a top-three spot and contend for the first.

After his trip to the Haotian Divine Kingdom, Yu Liancheng's comprehension of the rules went to a higher level, and he had already taken that step from Heavenly Human to Divine Human. In a certain sense, calling him a Demigod would not be an exaggeration.

And the Buddha, as the practitioner who pioneered the Buddha Sect lineage, likely has a cultivation level only below Fuzi, and his mind is even more meticulous; even Haotian has suffered setbacks under his calculations.

Now, this battle between the two can be called earth-shattering and unprecedented.

And this Chessboard World was originally the Buddha's Pure Land; after he left this world, Yu Liancheng continuously erased the imprints he had left behind.

Although the imprints have been erased, Yu Liancheng has only initially mastered this world. Therefore, fighting in the chessboard is a matter where neither needs to hold back, and it is also truly fair for both.

In the past, in the Chessboard World, Yu Liancheng had suppressed the Buddha, but at that time, the Buddha had no physical body.

And now that the Buddha has a physical body to rely on, he can fully exert the power of the Buddhist Golden Body, which is countless times stronger than the Peak Master of the Scripture Lectures.

Boom!

Under the two's battle, the violent tremors were like the arrival of the apocalypse. Waves of terrifying vibrations spread out; animals and humans within a radius of ten miles were swept by these waves, and their internal organs were instantly shattered and their hearts ruptured. Of course, the humans and living beings of this world can only be counted as some kind of projection, refreshing at irregular intervals.

As the two fought, dark clouds rolled across the sky, hurricanes soared, and thunder struck continuously; this area had already turned into chaos.

……

In the Underground World.

Following the departure of Yu Liancheng and the Buddha, the Herdsmen and the monks of the Hanging Temple once again engaged in a bloody slaughter.

The number of Herdsmen was in the hundreds of thousands, and more Herdsmen were continuously arriving from all parts of the Underground World.

Under the wave after wave of sieges by the Herdsmen, the monks of the Hanging Temple were retreating steadily.

The Peak Master of the Scripture Lectures, who would have originally posed a threat to the Herdsmen, had been completely crushed into a pit by a single finger of Yu Liancheng. As for the monk Qinian, who had regained his sanity, he was subdued by the joint efforts of Xiao Hei and Lu Chenjia.

The sky gradually darkened, and the remaining three or four hundred monks of the Hanging Temple were still putting up a desperate resistance.

From time to time, they cast their gazes toward the Chessboard World in the high sky, flashing with hopeful light.

As long as the Buddha could escape from the Chessboard World, then the Hanging Temple would still have hope.

Lu Chenjia, Zhuo Er, and the others also understood this point, their faces showing slight worry. They had already guessed the identities of those two great Buddhas, but they could not help.

"Yu Liancheng, do not lose; their future is entrusted to your hands." Lu Chenjia looked at the Herdsmen, who were excited and even appeared somewhat fanatical, her white teeth biting her lip.

Zhuo Er was guarding Qinian, his expression solemn.

"The Buddha is a Daxingzhe, enough to stand shoulder to shoulder with Fuzi; you are destined to lose."

Qinian's demeanor was calm, and he smiled slightly, being incomparably devout to the Buddha.

It was just that no one could have imagined that at this moment, there was an unprecedented storm in the mind of the Fozong World Walker.

He possessed the memories after his mind was twisted, and recalling those sincere smiling faces, the countless Herdsmen who suffered yet remained optimistic, as well as the Divine Monks and Living Buddhas who committed monstrous crimes and, after being caught, either begged for mercy, committed suicide, or cursed in anger, his mind toward the Buddha began to waver.

Yu Liancheng, are you ultimately good or evil?

Where exactly do you want to lead these millions of Herdsmen?

Or rather, the Underground World will not change at all. Is it just that the people no longer worship the Buddha, but a so-called "Wuliang Zhongsheng Fo"?

……

In the Buddha's Chessboard World, the flow of time is inconsistent.

Only a few hours had passed in the outside world, but in the Chessboard World, a full day had already passed.

The battle between Yu Liancheng and the Buddha had also lasted for an entire day.

In a bustling city.

Rumble! Houses and restaurants collapsed one after another, dust flew, and the scene was devastated, filled with wails; within a radius of a hundred miles, it was as if it had been bombed by countless shells. The crowd fled for their lives, crying for their fathers and mothers.

Bang!

A huge golden figure crashed into a restaurant.

The five-story pavilion cracked with a "crack," and the collapsing beams and pillars fell amidst continuous sounds; the entire restaurant was torn apart and disintegrated in an instant.

The Buddha's golden light dimmed slightly, and a wisp of blood spilled from his thick lips. He propped up his body, opened a golden wall of Qi, and was about to launch an attack on Yu Liancheng, but he suddenly sensed something and frowned.

He swept his peripheral vision around, and his heart sank.

He saw that the common people, who were originally panicked and exhausted from fleeing as if the apocalypse were coming, were now turning around one after another, looking at him, with a strange smile appearing on the corners of their mouths.

"So... you have been distracted to refine the chessboard all along." The Buddha spoke, looking at Yu Liancheng in the high sky.

"Not bad." Yu Liancheng rode the void, saying indifferently: "Before this, I also wanted to see just how strong the legendary Buddha is."

"I have lost..." The Buddha looked toward the leisurely firmament: "With you, with Fuzi, the sentient beings can be saved..."

"With so much nonsense, you really consider yourself a savior." Yu Liancheng's mind stirred, dark clouds rolled wildly in the sky, electric arcs tore through the long sky, and a bolt of electric light struck the Buddha, causing the golden wall in front of him to dim slightly. Immediately following, a sky-covering thunder net appeared, vast and mighty, like a long river of gathered thunder, heading toward the Buddha.

"You are the first Buddha to die in my hands; perhaps... you will not be the last..."

Previously, Yu Liancheng had been multitasking, fighting while refining the Chessboard World. Now, he had completely mastered the Chessboard World; in this world, he is Haotian.