Chapter 2531: Seeking the True Scriptures is Difficult

Too fateful!

Just as Dizang had just obtained the cause and effect he sought from Saint Anonymity, Gongsun Xi.

It was only the Heavenly Derivation to Saint and World-Blending Concealment abilities that drew in this beautiful white dog, involved the Heavenly Sea, washed away the mundane, and brought him to this hidden place in the Great World of the Netherworld, the forgotten Yellow Springs old site. Here, he felt the changes in the Great World of the Netherworld, and here he captured a glimpse of the Yellow Springs of old, using this white dog to seek the true Yellow Springs that had been lost, thereby completing his layout for the entire Great World of the Netherworld.

Yes, the true Dizang would emerge from the Netherworld. If compared to the Six Harmonies Son of Heaven, he would take this as his "Dragon Rising Land."

Gongsun Xi's hidden abilities were indeed beyond imagination. All the Saints, to counter terror and fight secrets with secrets, created the Heavenly Derivation to Saint and World-Blending Concealment abilities.

But Gongsun Xi was indeed dead in name; Dizang could be called the foremost expert in transcendence and concealment today! Or at least one of the most skilled in concealed transcendence.

Back when he was still sealed, those two characters "Seal Zen" within the Central Heavenly Prison always followed the light to appear and followed the light to disappear into hiding.

"Hidden Light Tathagata" was precisely one of the World Honored One's honorific titles!

Hidden Light Tathagata was also precisely him. He was the World Honored One, and would inherit all the World Honored One's honorific titles, and surpass the World Honored One. Surpass in all directions.

The black robe on his body was also not black, but had hidden all light, swallowing all visible sights.

The journey through the Disaster Water was a necessary experience for him, and he also understood that there would certainly be people waiting there. Not just the transcendents guarding the Red Dust Gate.

He needed to make full and complete preparations, and then proceed unstoppably.

The layout of the Great World of the Netherworld was precisely one of his preparations.

But how could this step, just as he had taken it, just as he had half-squatted down, in the process of observing the dried-up spring eye, while waiting for the white dog beside him to thoroughly complete its ability deduction... Ji Fengzhou arrive so soon?!

And bringing the Three Pure Xuandu Imperial Palace!

Although this Imperial Palace could even isolate his sight, it couldn't stop him from seeing more through fate.

The Imperial Palace towered, people were like ants, and besides Ji Fengzhou, there were also three great Heavenly Masters, two branches of the Eight Jia elite army, one branch of the palace guard army, Zongzheng Si Qing Ji Yumin, Taiyuan Jun Li Yi... this was completely a national war lineup!

Not to mention how Ji Fengzhou was so decisive, how he persuaded the intertwined forces of all sides of the Jing Kingdom, how he launched such a country-tilting war in such a short time.

Simply saying, how did he find his way here?

This was the problem that Dizang needed to be most vigilant about!

Ji Fengzhou, no matter how capable, how courageous, how heroic and ambitious as a monarch, ultimately still had the barrier of the Six Harmonies Son of Heaven to cross. Regarding the authority of the current world's kingdoms, he only controlled a portion, and had too many equally heroic opponents to contend with. In the future he envisioned, he was not yet enough to have a fundamental impact.

Only one who was most skilled at manipulating Heavenly Will, one whose intentions were predicted by others, one who intercepted key points, was truly capable of causing the collapse of the Pure Land.

This person would not be Ji Fengzhou, because if Ji Fengzhou was able to attend to these matters while also suppressing the One True Legacy Molting, he wouldn't have allowed him to escape from the Central Heavenly Prison.

This person should not theoretically exist.

Because Heavenly Will was his domain, and fate was his territory!

Unless the World Honored One wasn't dead and Bu Lian was resurrected. Otherwise, no one could calculate him.

So where did the problem arise?

It was certain that there was some Brahma Cause binding this kind of Zen Fruit.

Dizang stretched out a hand, and covered the entire suddenly booming Three Pure Xuandu Imperial Palace within his palm. This palace was infinitely tall and magnificent, and his palm was also infinitely wide. With the boundless containing the infinite, both swelled, and in an instant, they broke this Yellow Springs relic's secret.

Shocks were heard from all sides!

Just the turmoil generated by the collision of the two was like a tsunami sweeping through. The crazy waves destroyed everything in their path, and the world rules of this Great World were also overturned as if plowed.

If one viewed this sea of rules, one could see waves rising in all directions. If one examined the foundation of this Great World, one could see the world shaking!

A hundred thousand li of land instantly became wilderness, and within this range, all the ox-headed and snake-bodied demons were swept away, leaving no trace at all!

Mountains were flattened, rivers were filled, space cracks fell like silk threads, like branches forming a forest.

The entire Netherworld was shocked, but the entire Netherworld remained silent.

Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!

Only the majestic towering structure rose, crashing through the world's gloom, supporting the collapsing sky.

Continuous mountain ranges covered this hundred thousand li of land.

Those mountains in the darkness were each barren and strange, their shapes dangerous. At first glance they were mountains, but upon closer inspection, they were clearly statues of gods and deities, one by one.

The supreme strong who truly ruled this Great World, the nearly eternal deities of the Netherworld, awoke from their slumber in droves, making a move to protect this world, stopping the waves of the transcendent war from spreading further—but none came to interfere with this fight.

This Great World, which was almost attached to the current world, actually had the potential to rank at the forefront among all the heavens. But it was blood-washed in the Extinguish Buddha Calamity, "plowed" in the All Saints Era... it had been struck through by the current world countless times over the long years, its bottom line long since hit into the abyss. As long as there was no crisis of thoroughly destroying this Great World, those Netherworld deities who only sought their own eternal existence were simply too lazy to even glance at it.

Outside the towering continuous mountain ranges, the rolling soldier evil almost condensed into substance, exactly like black clouds walking among thick clouds, with blood light flashing like lightning within. A bronze long spear swallowed all the blood energy, and only after taking it back did Gui Sui Shou Wu Xun raise his commander's flag, not wasting a single word, directly opening a Netherworld passage, and the rolling soldier evil soared like a dragon, rushing towards God Land.

In the name of welcoming back the dead souls of the Wei people, he led the Wei Wu Soldiers in extensive military exercises within the Great World of the Netherworld, even sacrificing Yang Gods to the flag. Wu Xun did not encounter any obstacles in the Netherworld, yet he was startled away by the great war between Dizang and the Jing Kingdom.

From the perspective of the Netherworld's existence, it was also an outer thief startled away by an outer thief.

There was also a cause in the darkness that truly made people recall the prosperity of the Great World of the Netherworld in days gone by, and they couldn't help but sigh.

Of course, for the two sides currently locked in combat, it was good that the Netherworld deities were not approaching the battlefield, and it was good that Wu Xun and his Wei Wu Soldiers were not involved. All those unrelated to this killing did not need to care about the slightest ripples.

The battlefield was already unfolding on layers that could be deduced by all. The Yellow Springs old site was suddenly king's land, suddenly a Buddha Country.

Dizang's every finger joint was dense with Brahma characters, scurrying like spirits, finally intertwining into the two characters "Namo" forming a Buddha seal. "Namo" means "take refuge," and his five fingers clasped inwards, already becoming the Brahma Heaven, intending to crush and transform this Three Pure Xuandu Imperial Palace alive.

The next moment, just as his five fingers spread open, dragon qi pierced through the gaps between his fingers, letting out sighs and chants!

Dizang's five fingers had four gaps, and beyond the edge of his palm was the void of cause and effect.

Four venerable Central Yellow Dragons, as if crossing a thousand mountains and involving ten thousand waters, pierced out through the four gaps, roaring proudly, directly pouncing on Dizang's face.

The dried and withered spring was covered in a deep dark shadow, and the dense Brahma chants became vague.

In the center of the boundless black night, there was only a piece of brilliant gold yellow.

It shone so splendidly that the light seemed to have a spirit and move, almost climbing up the corner of Dizang's robe!

This place, where was it the Netherworld? At this moment, it was clearly the Imperial Palace.

Dizang's palm covered the Imperial Palace, and was also covered by the Imperial Palace.

He called on Ji Fengzhou to perform Buddhist rituals, and Ji Fengzhou proclaimed his entry into the hall!

Take refuge or submit?!

The Central Yellow Dragon piercing out from the first gap between his fingers opened its majestic and dignified eyes, its dragon whiskers lightly shaking, and merely an accidental breath then stirred up the Eastern Ming Shu Wind! In an instant, ten thousand things were born, and branches and leaves grew, booming and rumbling! To the east of this hundred thousand li battlefield, before the continuous god mountains, a spring vine entwined stone archway fell down.

The archway had a plaque, its characters formed by heaven, saying—Eastern Heaven Gate!

The Yellow Dragon piercing out from the second gap blew the Southern Jing Wind, the Yellow Dragon piercing out from the third gap blew the Western Chang He Wind, and the Yellow Dragon piercing out from the fourth gap blew the Northern Guang Mo Wind.

Corresponding to this, the other three stone gates also descended from the sky, encircling the ground and blocking the mountains.

These were precisely the four Heaven Gates of the east, south, west, and north!

To say they were projections was true, but their might was also real.

These gates blocked all the heavens and ten thousand worlds outside the current world, intending to surround Dizang in a cage.

They trapped Dizang in this place, and also stood as a line on the ground, not allowing the Netherworld deities outside this range to approach again.

Heavenly Masters guarding the Heaven Gates had a duty, and under the responsibility of guarding the gates, they also naturally possessed corresponding power, such as stopping those with insufficient qualifications or unclear identities from crossing the Heaven Gates, and executing those who forcibly broke through. These were all authorities bestowed by the current world, so they could also mobilize corresponding Heavenly Dao forces, which was the current world's Heavenly Rights!

The four directions formed a frame, one world pressing down on their shoulders.

Dizang's figure noticeably sank, and the entire Yellow Springs old site also sank. Even the white dog squatting at his feet stopped its flesh-and-blood changes, lying prostrate for a time without moving.

Ji Fengzhou used the Three Pure Xuandu Imperial Palace as his body shell, filled it with the country's power as his flesh and blood, used the strong army's soldier evil as armor, and used the Heavenly Masters' current world Heavenly Rights as his sword, wanting to force Dizang to kneel low with a single sword!

But again, a strange roar was heard, and sacred Brahma chants.

Thousand-zhang Heaven Gods, ten-thousand-zhang Dragon Bodies... powerful virtual shadows, one by one, standing in pairs, as if born with the Heaven Gates, precisely blocking before the four stone gates.

Devas, Nagas, Yakshas, Gandharvas, Asuras, Garudas, Kinnaras, Mahoragas.

The Eight Legions guarded the four directions of the Heaven Gates!

It was truly unclear who was the cage and who was the prisoner.

In this mutual killing, you were in me, I was in you, each capturing, each escaping.

This was a fight that occurred in a single thought, and also the result of ten thousand times, ten thousand years of choices.

In such a moment, Dizang suddenly lowered his head. His lowered head seemed to be bowing towards the Jing Son of Heaven in the supreme hall of the world, but his lowered head was also this black-robed monk, close to the seams of his fingers.

This was a very contradictory feeling—

He covered his palm as a cage, overlooking the prisoner within the cage. Simultaneously, he was also in the majestic great hall, bowing towards the central Son of Heaven.

But in any case, at this moment, he saw Ji Fengzhou's eyes.

The key to this war was not in the immediate killing, but in the cause and effect behind this war.

The Buddha with great compassion enlightened the world's people, but how were the world's people to enlighten me?

Splash!

Boom rumble!

Time was a river that could not turn back, howling sleeplessly in eternity.

And Dizang was also eternal. His eyes spread out countless cause and effect lines, like immortal boats, like schools of fish swimming against the current, backtracking along the long river of time. Every single cause and effect line pulled different time-space branches, and every now was formed by complex pasts gathering together!

Past seeds were the roots of the present.

And he looked back in the long river of time, a single glance of ten thousand years—

Not this, not for this cause, unrelated to this, no no no! Dizang's eyes flickered wildly, the tide of time surged back, and cause and effect turned over like the pages of a book!

True scriptures are hard to find, where is the truth?

Who was plotting against the Buddha?!

Splash!

A wave head opened like a beast's mouth, pouncing and falling.

A basin of specially mixed iced water was splashed on the face of Huang Shoujie, the Chief of the Sacrifice and Taoism Department.

Let this broken body that could not be a body have an instinctive twitch.

"He's already dead." The jail guard said after sticking a long black needle into the center of his brow.

Sang Xian Shou sat there quietly, saying nothing.

He had known this would be the result long ago.

This was truly unpleasant.

Dizang's escape from the seal naturally couldn't be solely his responsibility; the four great Heavenly Masters responsible for maintaining the seal all had heavier responsibilities than him. He was just at the Cave True realm, still in the process of "seeing the true immortal," far from reaching true immortality. Dizang was not his prisoner from the beginning; he was just a doorkeeper.

To put it plainly, when there was movement in the Seal Zen Well during the moon, his responsibility was to shout out a sound. The more timely, the better.

Even on Huang Shoujie's line, Ouyang Jie's responsibility was far greater than his.

But the difference lay in—even if Ouyang Jie retired, he would still be supported by many. If he lost power, he would undoubtedly die.

Holding the same yamen, even called the "Imperial City Three Departments" in the same way. In reality, there was a world of difference, not just because of the gap in their cultivation levels, but more importantly because one was under the sunlight, and one was in the shadows.

Darkness was always closer to death.

Huang Shoujie was caught near the ground entrance of the Central Heavenly Prison—at that time, he didn't do anything, just sat in a sugar water shop by the roadside, drinking a bowl of steaming hot sugar water. When he was caught, there was still a satisfied smile on his face.

Although the interrogation of Huang Shoujie was routine, Sang Xian Shou naturally knew that nothing could be elicited. How could someone who could participate in the Central Escape Zen be someone he could handle?

But just like the Chief of the Sacrifice Department, Ouyang Jie's self-imposed restraint, these people who committed mistakes always had to show a certain attitude.

Not right!

Sang Xian Shou suddenly rose and quickly walked towards the shadows.

Huang Shoujie should have died long ago, why only now?

And he, who was shocked by the Central Escape Zen matter, had only just detected something was wrong.

"Lou Jiangyue, Lou Jiangyue!" The yin and cold calm in the depths of the Central Heavenly Prison had lasted for how many years, and it was almost the first time he spoke loudly: "Go see Lou Jiangyue's cell, is Lou Jiangyue still in or not?!"

He had not yet rushed to that cell, had not yet seen the large lock he personally hung, when the voice of a subordinate jail guard reported—

"Sir! The cell is empty!!"

Sang Xian Shou suddenly stopped, silent for a long time.

Dizang was not his responsibility; blaming Huang Shoujie for infiltrating the Central Heavenly Prison was Ouyang Jie's matter. Lou Jiangyue truly escaped from under his hand.

He could make mistakes, but he couldn't be incompetent.

Losing the Son of Heaven's trust was losing everything.

Above the East Sea, thunder scattered, thick clouds opened, and the heavy rain stopped.

Yin Guan quietly gazed at the distant sky. He knew that Tian Anping had already stepped onto the absolute peak, completing the entire process of ascending to the top.

He didn't have too many ripples about this. In fact, after Bian Cheng Wang returned, he had already calmed down.

His desire for the absolute peak naturally didn't decrease, but he could already view it more calmly, and pursue it more steadily.

Chu Jiang Wang's life was already preserved. All he wanted to do was become stronger, have greater power of discourse, until one day he could take her out of prison.

He hadn't done anything good in this life, but he also didn't owe anyone.

Instead, where did that immortal thought left by Bian Cheng Wang go, just disappearing like that?

Splash splash!

Sea waves crashed against the mountain cliffs.

Yin Guan subconsciously looked back—

He saw a familiar figure lying quietly on a reef.

His long hair instantly fluttered to his heels, his eyes turned emerald green like gems, and a furious killing intent leaped within them!

And in the sea wind was the voice of a divine hero's young laugh—

"I promised you, to help you save Chu Jiang Wang back... altogether, it's not breaking faith!"

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