CHAPTER 542: CHAPTER 544: BECOMING A BUDDHA? I’M NOT INTERESTED!

Yang Yan glanced over.

"It seems you know, speak the name.

Tell me how to break it, or who can break this spell," he coldly asked Wuxiang.

This spell was extremely mysterious, and Wuxiang’s cultivation had not reached the King Realm.

Even though he knew the name of the spell, he might not necessarily have the ability to break it.

Wuxiang slowly shook his head.

"It shouldn’t be, that kind of spell, no one in the human world could cast it.

My cultivation is inadequate, I must have seen it wrong."

He appeared a bit flustered.

He knew clearly that he hadn’t seen it wrong, he just didn’t dare to say it.

"And Brother Yang Long, you haven’t said yet why you came out of the cemetery." He questioned Yang Yan in return.

"Are you the one who stole the Yijing Bone Washing Skill?"

Yang Yan’s eyes narrowed slightly!

"Whether I am or not, it doesn’t matter anymore at this moment!

Since you won’t tell, don’t blame me for being ruthless and forcing you to speak!"

The tomb within him, where the Emperor’s Power was buried, also cracked open, and terrifying pressure was unleashed from him, spreading instantly.

Wuxiang, Wue, and others hadn’t even reacted.

They were suppressed by the Emperor’s Power, kneeling on the ground.

Crack! Crack!

Their bones emitted sounds.

They were breaking!

Pain and fear occupied their minds, and their eyes showed astonishment!

"Where did this pressure come from..." Wue couldn’t understand.

Wuxiang, however, knew.

"It’s Yang Long!" he said.

Crushed by the Emperor’s Power, he couldn’t even speak clearly.

Suddenly, it darkened overhead, and a figure stood before him.

"Answer me!"

Yang Yan lifted his foot and stomped on his back fiercely.

Boom!

With a loud crash, his body slammed into the ground.

Ribs, vertebrae, spine, all shattered.

The ground crumbled and cracked for dozens of meters!

"Ah..." Wuxiang screamed.

The monks kneeling around him all shed cold sweat in terror.

"Brother Wuxiang..."

Among them, Wue was especially stunned.

He greatly admired and respected Yang Yan.

To him, Yang Yan was the light of the righteous path!

However, Yang Yan’s actions now were beyond his imagination.

"Brother Yang Long, what, what are you doing, why are you doing this!" Wue lay on the ground, trembling as he asked Yang Yan.

He didn’t know how to describe his current state of mind!

One could say his state of mind had collapsed!

"Are you not Brother Yang Long, who are you really? Why are you occupying Brother Yang Long’s physique!" Wue couldn’t believe it.

He was unwilling to believe that the person before him was the one he admired the most!

"I am who I have always been,

and that name was just an alias for me!

My real name is Yang Yan!"

Yang Yan!

Wue was dumbfounded!

Even though he had stayed in the Pure Land for many years and hadn’t gone out, he had heard of the name Yang Yan.

The person’s reputation was too great!

Almost!

No!

It should be said all of it, all were evil reputations!

"No, it’s impossible, Brother Yang Long is the light of the righteous path.

He is someone who could sacrifice his life for others!

How could he, how could he be that villain Yang Yan!" Wue shouted.

His belief was about to collapse!

"Sacrificing life?

With just those useless members of the Evil Demon Sect, how could they possibly harm me!

I only did it for the sake of showing Jiese and the others, and for Sun Lingming, that’s why I saved them.

Otherwise, given their sect issuing a Heavenly Dao Warrant for me, they deserve death!"

Then Yang Yan smiled.

"The light of the righteous path?

Yang Long is me, Yang Yan is also me!

And I’ll tell you, the Demonic Child of the Evil Demon Path, Yang Dalong, is also me!"

Wue collapsed to the ground, utterly broken.

"Why, why is it like this!"

He couldn’t understand!

Yang Yan ignored him and looked down at Wuxiang under his foot.

"Are you dead? If not, then explain clearly to me!

What is the Supreme Forbidden Curse Technique of the Buddhist Sect you mentioned!"

With blood flowing from his mouth and his eyes dim, Wuxiang replied.

"I can’t say, speaking would desecrate the Buddha!

Just kill me!" he said, enduring the pain.

Yang Yan’s strength traveled to his foot, decisively intent on killing!

"Fine, I’ll send you on your way!"

At that moment, Wuxiang was on the brink of death!

At death’s door, he finally realized why his master, monk Changmei, had said sorry to him before dying.

And why Changmei had suddenly spoken and broken the taboo!

All because monk Changmei foresaw his own death.

Foresaw that the monks with him would also die!

Including him, Wuxiang!

And Yang Yan before him was the one monk Changmei foresaw who would destroy the Buddhist Sect.

Monk Changmei led them here, it was a road to death.

But this path was arranged by destiny, monk Changmei had to walk it.

But...

"Too late to understand!

Master, you should have told me earlier!

Despite my respect and reverence for you!

You showed favoritism to Brother Jiese before you died!

The bell ringer should have been me!

The one who survives should also have been me!

Why save him and leave the chance of life to him!

You could reveal the heavenly secrets, get the abbot to request the Tathagata’s Decree, and save other people in the Buddhist Sect.

Yet you wouldn’t let me live!

Why, why..." Wuxiang murmured to himself!

Boom!

The ground exploded, and Wuxiang died!

Yang Yan retracted his foot.

"He’s dead, and you don’t know anything either.

Then die together, so he isn’t left feeling unbalanced!"

All supposed to die?

The other monks hurriedly spoke.

"Yang Long, oh no, Master Yang, put down the butcher knife..."

Yang Yan raised his hand and pressed down gently.

The ground roared, and all the monks were obliterated by the Emperor Body’s power he unleashed!

Yang Yan continued to walk outward.

Emperor’s Power on his body was vast and overwhelming.

"Becoming a Buddha? I don’t care!"

Clang! Clang! Clang!

At this moment, a distant bell rang, its sound transformed into a dragon, soaring into the sky.

In the blink of an eye, it spread throughout the entire Buddhist Pure Land!

...

Outside the Buddha Sect, in a corner room of the east wing.

A young girl emerged from the void.

She was the thief who snuck into the Buddha Sect to steal the Yijing Bone Washing Skill.

After Yang Yan seized it, she had quietly slipped away.

"Grandmother!" she called with difficulty, clutching her abdomen.

On the bed in front of her lay an elderly woman.

Upon hearing the voice, the old woman slowly opened her eyes.

"Girl, you’re back!

How is it? Did you manage to steal the Yijing Bone Washing Skill?" she asked.

The girl wore a troubled expression.

"Grandmother, I had it initially.

Who would have thought it would be snatched away, and I was only able to escape." she replied gloomily.

The elderly woman’s eyes narrowed slightly.

"Was it that young man who came during the day?"

The girl knew who her grandmother was talking about!

And she wasn’t surprised that her grandmother mentioned Yang Yan.

"Yes, it was him!

That big villain, he took the Yijing Bone Washing Skill I stole.

And he said he saved me, it makes me so angry!"

The girl was filled with grievances!

"I was initially injured and couldn’t escape from the Buddha Sect.

So I thought I’d hide in the Buddhist cemetery to heal myself.

Then I melded into the void and tried to escape.

Who would have thought I’d be so unlucky as to meet him in the cemetery!" She was about to cry.

The Yijing Bone Washing Skill was a treasure she had risked her life to obtain with great difficulty.

Her grandmother had also made arrangements and helped her, having planned for a long time.

Yet Yang Yan, with just a simple move, took the Yijing Bone Washing Skill.

The difference between them was too great!

"It was indeed him!" The elderly woman sighed." When I saw him, I knew he was extraordinary.

Now he easily obtained what we wanted, truly it was meant to be!"

The girl sat by the bed.

"Grandmother, without the Yijing Bone Washing Skill, what will you do now?"

The elderly woman closed her eyes again.

"Perhaps there’s still a glimmer of hope, let me think!"

The girl pressed her red lips, fuming.

"It’s all because of him, again causing grandmother to use up her life.

I curse you, curse you not to leave the Buddha..."

The suddenly ringing bell outside interrupted her words.

The elderly woman before her suddenly opened her eyes.

"Granddaughter, quickly, quickly carry your grandmother and escape from the Pure Land!"