CHAPTER 319: CHAPTER 315: DESPERATE KYLIN GREAT EMPEROR_1

After leaving the Ninefold Saint’s Court, the Kylin Great Emperor journeyed non-stop to the Western Territory. He expended a great deal of his Cultivation Technique before finally, after much effort, successfully reaching the Thunder Sound Temple.

Many Sacred Lands held hostile attitudes toward unfamiliar Emperor Realm Martial Artists. Therefore, whenever the Kylin Great Emperor passed a Sacred Land, he had to visit and obtain a pass certificate.

At last, I’m here!

Standing at the foot of the mountain, the Kylin Great Emperor looked at the dense forest around him, his travel-stained face etched with fatigue.

"Who goes there? State your name!"

A patrolling Shramana, upon spotting the Kylin Great Emperor, his eyes filled with caution, sternly rebuked.

"I am the Sacred Lord of the Kylin Sacred Land, and I wish to pay a visit to your abbot!"

The Kylin Great Emperor frowned slightly, annoyed at being rebuked by a Saint Realm Shramana. However, since he needed their assistance, he remained polite.

He had no other choice. The Thunder Sound Temple was a power of the Second Era, with comprehensive strength that far surpassed the Kylin Sacred Land. His status really did not hold much weight in this place!

"Senior, please wait!"

The young Shramana looked at the Kylin Great Emperor in surprise, respectfully clasped his hands in salute, and then ran up the mountain.

About a quarter of an hour later, the young Shramana returned by the same path. Pointing to the road behind him, he said, "Senior, follow this road upwards, and you will enter the Vast World of Western Heaven!"

The Western Heaven World, the main sanctuary of the Thunder Sound Temple, was a Ninth-Order World in a Mustard Seed.

"Hmm!"

The Kylin Great Emperor nodded and walked up the steps leading to the mountain peak. Following the lead of a Martial Monk, he passed through the world’s spatial passageway into the Vast World of Western Heaven.

At first glance, mist and clouds drifted through the air, illuminated by thousands of golden rays. Thousands of mountains had been hollowed out and carved with countless Buddha statues. In the Void, echoes of Buddhist chants filled the air, calming restless hearts.

In the center of the Western Heaven World, a golden temple floated. Tens of thousands of Buddhas sat cross-legged with their palms together, exuding a powerful aura.

At the topmost Buddha seat sat an elder wearing a Kasaya, with a white beard and hair, holding Buddha Beads. He sat cross-legged on an eight-petal golden lotus, chanting Buddhist scriptures that echoed across the sky.

This was the Western Heaven, a paradise for forgetting the three thousand afflictions of the mortal world.

"Abbot, the guest has arrived!"

The Martial Monk, leading the Kylin Great Emperor into the main hall, bowed slightly with his palms clasped in salute.

"Amitabha! This humble monk, Ru Yuan, greets you, Benefactor!"

The abbot stopped chanting and spoke amiably.

"A pleasure to meet you, Abbot!"

The Kylin Great Emperor dared not be disrespectful. He greeted Ru Yuan with deference, partly because he was seeking help and partly because he was awestruck by the Thunder Sound Temple’s power.

He sensed two auras in the main hall that he could not fully fathom, most likely belonging to ancient Great Emperor Realm experts. There were also five other auras similar to his own, belonging to ordinary Great Emperor Realm cultivators.

Clearly, the Thunder Sound Temple’s strength far exceeded that of the Kylin Sacred Land.

"Abbot, I have come to seek your help," the Kylin Great Emperor stated his purpose directly. "My most cherished heir has been abducted by the Eternal Temple. I previously sought the Ninefold Saint Emperor, and he told me that you once rescued a disciple from the Eternal Temple!"

Inside the main hall, the tens of thousands of Buddhas meditating with closed eyes suddenly opened them, their eyes revealing complex emotions: apprehension, concern, and surprise.

It was not difficult to see that they, too, had heard of the Eternal Temple’s reputation.

"Benefactor, this humble monk is aware of your intentions. However, I regret to inform you that the Thunder Sound Temple cannot provide assistance!" Ru Yuan contemplated for a moment before speaking slowly, his voice calm, devoid of either sorrow or joy.

"Abbot, it is said that monks possess a compassionate heart! Please, save my son! As long as the Thunder Sound Temple can lend a hand, I am willing to pay any price!" the Kylin Great Emperor panicked and urgently pleaded, even making a solemn vow.

You should know that, with such a vow, if the Thunder Sound Temple were to rescue Shen Youlin and demand in return that the Kylin Great Emperor become their servant, he would be unable to refuse.

"Alas! It is not that this humble monk does not wish to save him, but rather that I lack the strength to do so!" Ru Yuan sighed and asked gravely, "Do you know who the disciple was that the Thunder Sound Temple rescued during the Second Era?"

"Abbot, please enlighten me!" the Kylin Great Emperor said, shaking his head.

"During the Second Era, the Buddha attained enlightenment under the Bodhi Tree and established Buddhism. Buddhism comprised the Thunder Sound Temple, White Horse Temple, and Ten Thousand Buddhas Temple. These three temples all revered the Buddha, and Buddhism became the foremost power of that era!

"At that time, the Eternal Temple had already begun abducting those with special physiques. Our sect produced a peerless talent who possessed the sixth-ranked ’Three Worlds Tathagata Body,’ and he was taken as a direct disciple by the Buddha!

"To protect his disciple, the Buddha manifested an avatar. He used the avatar to impersonate his disciple, while also altering his disciple’s actual appearance!

"The Buddha’s concerns were justified. Just half a year later, the Eternal Temple abducted the avatar that the Buddha had manifested!

"As for what happened later, the Buddha tracked his avatar and found the Eternal Temple..."

Speaking to this point, Ru Yuan shook his head sorrowfully, brought his palms together, and chanted, "Amitabha!"

Without needing Ru Yuan’s explanation, the Kylin Great Emperor understood what followed. So, the Thunder Sound Temple hadn’t actually rescued a disciple; it was merely an avatar, and the Buddha himself had taken action. To rescue Shen Youlin under such circumstances, I would have to implore the Buddha to intervene. But what could possibly persuade the Buddha to do so?

"You need not consider asking the Buddha to intervene. After returning from the Eternal Temple, the Buddha entered Parinirvana!"

Perhaps sensing the Kylin Great Emperor’s thoughts, Ru Yuan spoke again, then closed his eyes and continued to chant the scriptures.

The tens of thousands of Buddhas in the hall closed their eyes once more, continuing their comprehension of the Buddhist Dao.

"Thank you, Abbot!"

The Kylin Great Emperor bowed slightly. Dejectedly, he wandered out of the main hall, his spirit shaken. He did not regain his composure until he had left the Western Heaven World. Then, gritting his teeth, he snarled, "Great Qin! It’s all the Qin Dynasty’s fault!"

"If it weren’t for the Divine Court of the Qin Dynasty, the Fire Kirin Emperor would not have fallen! I would not have had to act, and my son would not have disappeared!"

"Qin Wudao, just wait until I return! I will slice you into a thousand pieces!"

An intense wave of resentment erupted from the Kylin Great Emperor’s body, condensing into a black cloud above his head. The surrounding trees instantly withered, their life force extinguished.

The Martial Monk guiding him quietly tightened his grip on his wooden staff, prepared to act at any moment.

"Amitabha!"

On the eight-petal golden lotus, Ru Yuan, eyes still closed, lightly shook his head and said, "There are two months remaining before the first wave of the Spiritual Energy tidal wave descends. Everyone must seize this opportunity to deepen your comprehension of the Buddhist Dao!"

"We shall abide by the Abbot’s decree!" the assembled Buddhas responded softly.

「Middle Region!」

「In a mysterious canyon!」

A group of figures in black robes gathered, emanating terrifying auras.

"In two months, the first wave of the Spiritual Energy tidal wave will arrive. We must hurry; we absolutely cannot delay the Master’s grand plan!" the Pavilion Master of the Eternal Temple, standing at the forefront, commanded in a deep voice.

"Yes, Your Excellency!" the host of black-robed figures bowed.

"Pavilion Master, according to intelligence, the Kylin Great Emperor has been traveling extensively across the continent, preparing to rescue Shen Youlin. Should we..." one of the black-robed figures said, making a throat-slitting gesture.

"No need. All the Sacred Lands are awaiting the arrival of the Spiritual Energy tidal wave; they have no time to concern themselves with the Kylin Great Emperor. All of you, go and prepare!" the Pavilion Master of the Eternal Temple said dismissively, a cold smirk playing on his lips.