Chapter 543: Chapter 86: Buddhist Sect Eight Tribes

The Great Mountain soared into the sky, with an endless stream of Wu Tu energy descending from the heavens.

Li Qingming flipped his hands up and down, and lightly exhaled the word: “Seize!”

The Demon-Subduing Pestle whistled through the air, shrank to the size of a fingertip, and landed in Li Qingming’s palm.

“Pfft!”

At the same time, he thrust the long spear in his hand forward once more. The spear’s edge swallowed with ferocity, instantly piercing through the plump Arhat’s skull, turning him into a bloody mire. His body disintegrated, utterly annihilated.

“You and those so-called Buddhas of yours clearly knew that your cultivation is no match for mine, yet still, you were sent to your deaths. Were you really willing to offer up your lives for him?” Li Qingming sneered at the Buddha who was constantly forming Dharma Seals and continued, “If you leave now, I will spare your lives. Otherwise, go down and join your Buddha!”

At that moment, another person stepped forward, and said coldly, “Demon, stop trying to disturb our resolve! Once we have taken refuge in Buddha, it is our highest honor to sacrifice ourselves for him, you…”

“Swoosh!”

Before he could finish speaking, he saw a wisp of ghostly purple light flash by, and his body completely separated from his head.

Before he died, he could only regret why he had to talk too much. Unfortunately, time could not be reversed.

The remaining Arhats were all fearing for their lives, stopping in their tracks, not daring to move forward.

With every step Li Qingming took, they retreated one step. It was as if they were not facing a person but the savage beasts of the Primordial era.

Elsewhere, the old monk, the Buddha, was wandering within a ten-zhang radius, his mouth chanting mantras. Slowly, the void within the area began to change.

The blood moon in the sky, with the power of the Buddha Beads obtained just now, surged into the void like a raging wave. The spiritual energy of the sky was instantly drained by the power of the Buddha Beads and rushed over.

Li Qingming only felt a tremendous oppressive force spreading out, terrifying and powerful.

“Master Li, that Buddha is inscribing the Void Array Gate. You must stop him and prevent further trouble!” Amidst the ebb and flow of the two factions’ forces, Shakyamuni’s voice suddenly echoed from below.

Hearing this, Li Qingming abruptly turned his head, looking at the Buddha behind the throng of Arhats.

Behind the Arhats, a Domain Gate was gradually becoming visible.

This Domain Gate led to another planet. From a distance, one could see the bright sunshine and the verdant grasslands, and from within came the roaring sound of a group of fierce beasts, emanating a fearsome might that could shock the heavens.

“Damn it, that old baldy is ruthless!” Li Qingming cursed inwardly, knowing that he could not let this old monk complete the Domain Gate. If they were to wait until the Domain Gate was established, they would probably have to endure another grueling battle.

With this thought, Li Qingming changed his footsteps and rushed towards the Buddha.

“Block him quickly, all of you!” The Buddha glanced at Li Qingming, seeing him coming at great speed, his face changed instantly, and he couldn’t help but utter an angry shout. Meanwhile, a series of dazzling red light spread out from the Buddha’s hands, fluttering into the Golden Bodies of the Arhats.

“Kill him!”

Once the red light entered their bodies, the Arhats, as though injected with vigor, forgot Li Qingming’s prior strength and charged forward fearlessly once again. They behaved as if Li Qingming had committed unforgivable acts like killing their children or stealing their wives.

“Kill, kill, kill!”

A burly Arhat with bloodshot eyes rushed to Li Qingming’s side, swinging his fists down fiercely.

“Pfft!”

A streak of purple light flashed, and he was turned into a pool of blood.

“The divine glory of Buddha shall endure forever, may the outer world’s demons meet swift death!”

Another Arhat approached Li Qingming and, as if possessed, kept muttering under his breath. His hand glowed as he ferociously struck down.

“Boom!”

Li Qingming’s long spear in hand showed no hesitation, thrusting forward once again.

“Puchi!”

The purple long spear pierced through the body of the Arhat, but the Arhat seemed to feel nothing, baring his teeth in a smile at Li Qingming, saying, “Join me on the road to the afterlife!”

Li Qingming frowned slightly, casually releasing a Yuqing Light Shield to protect himself.

“Boom!”

There was a loud explosion as the Arhat self-destructed.

The powerful wave made the entire Void tremble and, in the blast, over a dozen Arhats met their untimely deaths.

The light flickered, and Li Qingming emerged from the dust, spear poised and killing intent soaring to the skies: “Scram, all of you, scram!”

He roared, mechanically thrusting and retracting his spear, felling an Arhat with each thrust.

“Ah…” Screams rose and fell in succession; none of the Arhats could withstand the force of Li Qingming alone. Their flesh and bones scattered in disarray, not even their relic golden cores escaped.

This was a massacre; the blood-stained Cangqiong, a desolate scene, the lament of life.

For a moment, blood mist hovered, and bones flew across the sky!

“Boom!”

Finally, all the Arhats were slaughtered by Li Qingming alone, and he came before the Buddha.

But, it seemed Li Qingming was a step too late.

“Eight Tribes of the Buddhist Sect, haste to the Ten Thousand Buddha Ancient Star, guard the Buddha Transformation Holy Water! Om!” The Buddha’s long brows trembled as he called out with a chilly voice.

Behind the Buddha, the Domain Gate finally became clear: golden doors, vermilion thresholds, and terrifying spatial fluctuations… all demonstrated its formidable power to the world.

“Boom!”

From beyond the Domain Gate, a series of sounds approached, growing closer and closer.

One after another, Great Powers stepped out of the Domain Gate.

They had various appearances, some with four faces and six arms, each holding Spiritual Treasures; some were in the shape of Divine Dragons, fierce and mighty; and others were tall and stalwart with green faces and sharp teeth…

Although their appearances were either ugly or majestic, each of them emanated tremendous Buddha Power, as pure as the Buddha himself.

“Deva, Naga, Yaksha, Kinnara, Asura, Jialouluo, Jin Naluo, Mahoraga!” Li Qingming watched these Sixty-Four of the Eight Tribes, his expression finally changing as he uttered their names deliberately.

Indeed, these beings were the ultimate force protecting the teachings of the Buddhist Sect on the Huaxia Land in this era, something absent from the Buddhist Sect of this world.

It was said that these Eight Tribes belong to eight different races, each with formidable strength. Individually, they were all at the peak of the Daluo Golden Immortal realm, and their respective tribe leaders even possessed the power of the Quasi-Saint Peak.

“Damn, this Buddha really is ruthless!” Li Qingming cursed inwardly, but he was not overly worried.

After all, who doesn’t have a trump card? Not to mention anything else, Xiong Da alone could sweep through these Eight Tribes.

However, doing so would not help train Yang Jian and the others; secondly, he was afraid that the Buddha might run away in fright.

“Xiao Er, you all come up! Leave those two brothers to Shakyamuni, I believe he can handle them well!” Li Qingming transmitted his voice to Li Qingquan below.

Li Qingquan and the others whispered for a moment, then soared into the air.

(To be continued. If you like this work, please visit Qidian (qidian.com) to cast your recommendation votes and monthly tickets. Your support is my greatest motivation. Mobile users please visit m.qidian.com to read.)