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Seeing Wei Chen make his move, Dazhi Zhi couldn't help but change his expression dramatically.
From that single action, he could fully sense just how astonishing Wei Chen's strength truly was!
"Senior, may I ask what realm you are in?" Faced with the unimaginable power of Wei Chen, Dazhi Zhi bowed respectfully, genuinely sincere.
This was the only time in Dazhi Zhi's life that he sincerely felt someone was incredibly strong—so strong that it reached an extraordinary level of invincibility.
Even within the Thunder Sound Temple, the Western Buddha felt that Wei Chen was too powerful, so powerful that it was beyond comprehension!
Inside the Thunder Sound Temple, the Western Buddha and the other Buddhas all realized with that one move from Wei Chen that this person was simply absurdly strong; they didn't even have the qualifications to resist, let alone defeat him.
The Western Buddha understood why the Demon Realm Army could sweep through and attack the Western Realm and Thunder Sound Temple with such ease, crushing the Jade Emperor Palace effortlessly. With such a powerhouse around, what couldn't be accomplished?
A sense of despair gradually rose within the Western Buddha. Were they really going to lose? The face that rarely showed wrinkles due to his obesity now bore several lines; if he hadn't shaved his head bald, it would have likely turned white from stress.
"Who is that person? What has he cultivated? It feels like the power of the Nine Immortal Realm!"
"Indeed, it's simply too strong; he's not human!"
"We're doomed. Once the Thunder Sound Temple is breached, we're all finished!"
"This is bad. At that point, we might as well surrender without resistance. Following someone so powerful is definitely better than sticking with the Buddhas."
"Calm down. The Buddhas are strong too. If he intercepts our spiritual transmissions, it would be disastrous."
"That's nonsense. No matter how strong the Buddhas are, they can't possibly intercept our spiritual transmissions."
"Look, let's see what happens to Dazhi Zhi at the hands of that powerful being. That could very well be our fate."
Inside the Thunder Sound Temple, the Buddhas whispered among themselves.
The Western Buddha raised his head to look at Wei Chen outside the protective barrier and thought, "His strength might be enough to break through the defenses of the Thunder Sound Temple. If it comes to that, survival is the priority."
The Western Buddha himself had begun to entertain thoughts of surrender.
Morale is contagious; genuine feelings can spread, and so can the desire to surrender. When faced with an enemy so powerful it is beyond imagination, what else can one do but surrender? Throughout the Nine Immortal Realm, aside from the Jade Emperor who refused to surrender and was killed, even the Western Buddha within the Thunder Sound Temple was considering giving in. The rest had already surrendered!
They were too powerful; surrender was the only option.
Above the protective barrier, Wei Chen looked at Dazhi Zhi and said calmly, "Dazhi Zhi, you are a talented individual. In the future, the Nine Immortal Realm and the Demon Domain will become one. At that time, both demonic cultivation and spiritual cultivation from the Nine Immortal Realm will dominate. Everyone will have the freedom to choose their preferred method of cultivation. This way, both the Demon Domain and the Nine Immortal Realm will grow stronger than ever before."
"And you possess the purest methods of Buddhist cultivation. Would you be willing to establish a sect and pass on your teachings? The more diverse cultivation methods we have, the stronger their effects will be. Both the Nine Immortal Realm and the Demon Domain need a flourishing variety of practices rather than a single path."
"I hope you can become an ancestral figure for a new method of cultivation, a flower blooming amidst diversity in both realms, rather than dying here or living in shameful surrender."
"And as for the Western Buddha, his Buddhist practices are nowhere near your level. His fate can only lead to death. I will not allow such an ambitious enemy to exist. The Thunder Sound Temple can be shattered with a wave of my hand; I have only refrained from doing so for amusement."
Wei Chen continued to look at Dazhi Zhi and said, "I want you to be a pioneer in cultivating a new method rather than just a religious leader. I will not permit such a situation to arise in either the Demon Domain or the Nine Immortal Realm."
"If you agree with me, all those who have surrendered previously, as well as everyone inside the Thunder Sound Temple, will be at your disposal. You should know very well who among them are true practitioners of Buddhism; they should remain while everyone else must perish."
With that, Wei Chen smiled at Dazhi Zhi, waiting for his response.
Faced with such generous conditions, Dazhi Zhi could hardly suppress his excitement.
Wei Chen's proposal to establish a cultivation lineage and pass it down had always been his dream!
Who wouldn't want to be that kind of person?
After pondering for a moment, Dazhi Zhi said, "Senior, I cannot deny that your conditions are tempting from my perspective. However, I have doubts about two matters. If you can address these concerns, I will become a part of your plan."
"Two matters, you say?" Wei Chen replied calmly.
"The first matter is regarding true Buddhist cultivation. While there are still many practitioners, I am the only one within Thunder Sound Temple. The others who truly practice Buddhism do not qualify to enter Thunder Sound Temple. Therefore, if you wish to fulfill your earlier promise, all those captives and everyone within Thunder Sound Temple must die. This is not out of personal desire but for the purity of Buddhist practice; they cannot achieve this as they are merely secular power holders. Thunder Sound Temple is a game for the powerful. I can remain in Thunder Sound Temple because my Buddhist power surpasses that of the Western Buddha."
Dazhi Zhi laid out his first demand.
After all that explanation, it boiled down to one statement: those who tarnish Buddhist practice must die.
Wei Chen's mind stirred as he moved all the surrendered captives to a nearby location.
In an instant, their bodies exploded, turning to dust in the blink of an eye.
Even Tang Seng, along with Demon Monkey Kong, Pigsy, and Demon Monk Sha, were obliterated without a trace left behind.
For the sake of preserving the orthodox Buddhist practice, Wei Chen had already abandoned any thoughts of allowing them to write some nonsensical tale about traveling westward while heading east.
Seeing Wei Chen's methods, Dazhi Zhi felt a jolt in his heart and thought to himself, "This person is simply terrifying. To move so many people in an instant and annihilate them?"
Suddenly, Dazhi Zhi felt that he had not died yet, and simply remaining alive was a stroke of luck!
What more could he ask for? In the face of such a god-like powerhouse, he could only submit.
As Dazhi Zhi was lost in thought, Wei Chen said calmly, "Dazhi Zhi, I've basically fulfilled the first condition. As for the rest, I can handle the people inside Thunder Sound Temple as well. Now, what's your second condition?"
Summoning his courage, Dazhi Zhi replied, "The second condition is that I want to see up close how you broke through the defenses of Thunder Sound Temple."
Upon hearing this, Wei Chen asked lightly, "Do you think this defense is strong?"
"To be honest, from my perspective, it is indeed very strong," Dazhi Zhi admitted candidly.
Wei Chen smiled slightly and said, "Then watch closely. If you don't understand it, that's not my concern."
With that, Wei Chen gently raised a hand toward Thunder Sound Temple, and the entire massive structure began to float into the air.
Dazhi Zhi was stunned by the sight; the entire Demon Realm Army was equally astonished!
What kind of power was this?
Inside Thunder Sound Temple, everyone looked on in terror as their temple lifted off the ground, rising to a height level with that of the young overlord of the Demon Realm before coming to a halt.
In fear, they knelt on the ground and bowed reverently toward Wei Chen, completely disregarding whatever feelings Western Buddha might have had.
The power displayed by Wei Chen was no longer human; he was truly a god!
Dazhi Zhi was stunned. What kind of power was this? Did such strength really exist? Was it an illusion?
The Demon Realm Army was equally astonished by Wei Chen's display of divine power, which he had revealed for the first time before them.
In the next moment, Wei Chen extended his other hand and lightly slapped the Thunder Sound Temple.
The entire Thunder Sound Temple vanished in that single slap.
A colorful stone flew into Wei Chen's hand.
That stone was the Nuwa Stone, something the Demon Lotus Emperor had long dreamed of possessing!
"I have fulfilled all your requests," Wei Chen said, playing with the Nuwa Stone as he looked at Dazhi Zhi, his tone calm.
Dazhi Zhi knelt in mid-air and said solemnly, "I am willing to heed your commands."
What a joke! What could one do against such a powerful being? To defy him would be courting death. Dazhi Zhi could hardly fathom that someone could wield such immense power.
In fact, he was mistaken; Wei Chen was not merely a person but a deity.
A First-Level Deity facing mere mortals—what could he not accomplish?
With the disappearance of the Thunder Sound Temple, the war of the Demon Realm Army in the Nine Immortal Realm came to a complete end. The Demon Realm Army felt quite dissatisfied; they had done nothing at all—not even killed a single person. Could this truly be called a war? They felt like they were merely tools of intimidation brought by Wei Chen, with almost no real impact. Great God Wei Chen alone could handle the Nine Immortal Realm.
After ensuring Dazhi Zhi was settled on Shenzhou, Wei Chen sought out the Demon Lotus Emperor.
The Demon Lotus Emperor appeared somewhat dazed, his face filled with a sense of loss.
"Demon Lotus Emperor, what's wrong with you?" Wei Chen asked.
The Demon Lotus Emperor forced a few bitter smiles and replied, "Thunder Sound Temple is, after all, the place where I was born. The Western Buddha is also the one who nurtured me!"
"So you're feeling down because Thunder Sound Temple was destroyed and the Western Buddha is dead?" Wei Chen said flatly.
The Demon Lotus Emperor nodded, saying, "Yes, it feels like my homeland has been destroyed."
"Stop pretending. You were born from the Nuwa Stone; what does the Western Buddha have to do with you? Your true homeland is the Nuwa Stone, not Thunder Sound Temple," Wei Chen scoffed at the Demon Lotus Emperor.
The Demon Lotus Emperor sighed, "Fine, it's all gone now."
He looked at the Nuwa Stone in Wei Chen's hand and quickly cast aside his feelings of melancholy, becoming excited. "Nuwa Stone!"
Wei Chen handed the Nuwa Stone to the Demon Lotus Emperor and said calmly, "Take it and use it. The Nuwa Stone might help you condense your Time Martial Soul."
"It's not just a possibility; it's a certainty!" the Demon Lotus Emperor exclaimed excitedly.
Wei Chen thought for a moment and suggested, "Try dripping your blood on it to see if you can make the Nuwa Stone recognize you as its master. The Nuwa Stone is one of the divine artifacts; if you can make it acknowledge you, it will be a great help."
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