Chapter 97: The Rampage of the Nether River

  When Maitreya Buddha led the billion-strong army of Buddhist monks to appear in the Blood Sea, Minghe was extremely tense for a moment. Although he had reached the state of quasi-sainthood, he couldn't withstand the two saints from the Western Pure Land. Seeing the Buddhist army standing on the Xu Sea, without any other movement, he warned the Shura tribe to wait at the bottom of the Blood Sea and not to move arbitrarily.

  At this time, the sound of Brahma suddenly burst into a loud chant, and the Buddha's light flashed, transmitting segments of scriptures into the sea of blood. These scriptures were Buddhist teachings, which naturally had different reactions, and at the same time, billions of Buddha soldiers chanted in unison, creating an overwhelming atmosphere. Many of the Asura tribe with insufficient concentration began to lose themselves, feeling that the meaning contained in the scriptures was indeed vast and profound, and their hearts passed through all kinds of suffering in their lives.

  Among them was a woman, a Shura Saint, who upon hearing this sutra, couldn't help but think of the Shura clan. The people of the clan were all brave and fierce, with a penchant for killing, and every time they entered the cycle of rebirth, they would inevitably fall into the eighteen layers of hell, suffering extreme torture. Few among them were good-natured and able to attain liberation. At this moment, she felt a pang in her heart, thinking about the path to transcend the cycle of rebirth, and a faint Buddha light began to emanate from her body.

  Even the Sheng girl is like this, how can other Asura people be better? As long as there are some good thoughts in their hearts, they will all be moved by the scriptures and ignore the teachings of Minghe, the leader of the underworld. There is a saying that putting down the butcher's knife and becoming a Buddha on the spot, at this time they are in such a state of mind.

  "How could you be so bewildered, my fellow tribesmen!" Minghe saw this and could no longer remain silent. He let out a loud shout, the Blood Sea surged forward, and the Buddhist chanting ceased abruptly. The Shura tribe members who had been advancing paused for a moment, suddenly coming back to their senses and wondering what they were thinking earlier, how they could have had such an absurd idea of converting to Buddhism.

  "Amitabha Buddha, the master of the underworld river obstructs the good intentions of the Asura tribe with great evil. The nose is a great evil." The Medicine Buddha took a step forward and said calmly.

  Minghe listened, his heart filled with uncontrollable anger. He thought to himself, "I'm being forced to intervene, but those Buddhist monks are also forcing their way through, and these juniors dare to speak to me in such a tone? They're truly seeking their own death."

  Minghe let out a cold hum, and instantly a faint blood-red wave spread out. These two, Medicine Buddha and Maitreya Buddha, were only Mahayana Golden Immortals after all; how could they withstand it? Instantly, they were struck flying by this attack, spitting out a mouthful of fresh blood. However, Minghe ultimately didn't dare kill these two people. They were among the few Buddhist disciples with decent qualifications; if he killed them himself, he feared that Zhuanti would go mad.

  Even so, it still brought Buddhist support. Suddenly, a precious canopy appeared in the air and transformed into a Buddha, who was the embodiment of the three corpses, the Precious Canopy Tathagata.

  "Amitabha Buddha, the Lord of the Underworld has taken action against his junior, but it's not right." Baoding Tathagata said calmly, with a calm gaze that didn't stir up any ripples.

  Minghe saw the precious canopy of Tathagata, and his heart was also tight. Although this Buddha is a saint with three corpses and seven apertures, he is also a quasi-saint who has reached the peak of cultivation, and he has the enlightenment of the saints to the heavenly way added to him. It's hard to deal with him.

  "Treasured Canopy Tathagata, why have you brought billions of Buddha soldiers to my Blood Sea to provoke me?" Treasured Canopy Tathagata replied calmly: "I am a compassionate Buddha, seeing that the Asura tribe is fond of killing and has accumulated countless karma. I came especially to transform them, so as to spare them from suffering in hell. This act has merit for heaven and earth, and virtue for the Asuras. Why do you, River of Darkness, ask this question?" After hearing this, River of Darkness felt a surge of anger in his heart, but ultimately suppressed it and said coldly: "My Asura tribe establishes its teachings through killing - killing heaven, killing earth, killing all living beings. In killing, we attain enlightenment; once we have killed everything, we naturally become enlightened. This is the recognition of the Heavenly Way, why must the Western Teachings intervene?"

  "Amitabha Buddha, the Lord of the Underworld was wrong. From now on, there is no Western Pure Land teaching, only Mahayana Buddhism. My Buddha's compassion is to ferry all living beings as my duty. The Raksha tribe's karma binds me, and I must transform them." said the Precious Flag Tathagata.

  "What a great Mahayana Buddhism, I'm afraid it's because the name 'Western Religion' is too limited, and you want to expand and grow towards the East." The Lord of the Nether River sneered.

  "Amitabha, the master of the Nether River does not respect the Buddhist law. This time, it's unavoidable to have a fight." Baotang Tathagata said calmly, and suddenly his body emitted a brilliant Buddha light that illuminated the Blood Sea, causing it to churn violently.

  "You've gone too far!" Minghe finally lost his temper, a bloody glow bursting forth from his body as he charged straight at Baozhuang Tathagata.

  Baotang Rulai sang a Buddha's name, the Buddha light on his body converged, only scattered outside his body three inches away, blocking the attack of Minghe River. At the same time, he recited scriptures with his mouth and pinched the seal with his hand. Suddenly, the Sanskrit sound was loud, and the golden lotus emerged, entwining and fighting with Minghe River together.

  The profound power of Minghe is indeed high, but when competing with Baozhuang Tathagata, it can't gain the upper hand. If not for Emperor Jiang snatching away the three supreme pre-heavenly spiritual treasures - Yuantu Anbi and Huo Honglian - back then, this time wouldn't be so difficult.

  The two of them fought, and Maitreya Buddha and others were not idle either. The billion Buddha soldiers chanted scriptures again, forcibly transforming the Asura tribe people. Suddenly, Maitreya threw out a cloth bag, which was also a high-quality pre-heavenly spiritual treasure bag with the effect of capturing and holding people.

  The ethnic bag flew in the air, suddenly becoming huge, with its mouth facing the bloody sea, and one by one, the lost Shura tribe was taken into it. In the bloody sea, the Shura people were instantly thrown into chaos.

  The Meng River looked at it with anger and urgency, but was restrained by Bao Zhuang, and there was nothing that could be done about it.

  It was just that no one had noticed, but at this time, a person suddenly entered the Blood Sea, and it was exactly Wu Shen Wang Fo Tan Jiuyin. Tan Jiuyin's speed was also extremely fast, and he quickly found the Shura Sect's Holy Maiden Guangmu, seeing her listening to the Buddhist scriptures with a hesitant expression, his heart was greatly settled. Fortunately, he had not arrived late, otherwise such a good disciple would have been taken away by the Western Sect, it would be heartbreaking.

  "But are you troubled by the Asura tribe?" Candle Nine Yin walked in front of Guangmu, asking faintly, his voice having a strong magnetic pull, with a hint of temptation.

  Her eyes cleared up and she finally found Chu Jiu Yin. Seeing that he had shaved his hair, wore a Buddhist rosary around his neck, she thought he was a Western Buddha and coldly said: "I am the Holy Maiden of Xiū Luó Teachings, I absolutely won't join you all, don't say more."

  "Even if you're not moved by the suffering of others, as a Holy Maiden of Shura, shouldn't you think about the well-being of your own people? Pitiful Shura clan members, after death, nine out of ten will receive severe punishment in hell. How can you bear to see this?"

  At the mention of Hell's extreme punishment, his eyes dimmed and he said: "The Shura tribe is fond of killing, with karma binding their bodies, and receiving such a sentence is also to be expected." This statement was feared to be insincere. Zhu Jiu Yin spoke again: "I have the Dharma of Transcendence through Rebirth, which can make evil spirits turn towards goodness, eliminate karma, attain transcendence, reduce the suffering of Hell's extreme punishment, and quickly enter the cycle of rebirth."

  At these words, his eyes sparkled with excitement. "Is this really true?"

  "If you don't believe me, come with me to the underworld for a trip." Yan Jiu said, not caring whether Guangmu agreed or not, and pulled her into the underworld, passing through the Yellow Spring Road, suddenly appearing beside the Eighteen Layers of Hell.

  His eyes were a bit slow to react, but this was the territory of the Witch Clan. How did this Buddha suddenly bring himself in? He looked at his appearance again, over 20 years old, handsome and elegant, with a hint of subtle killing intent, indeed different from other Buddhas.

  "Dare you follow me in and take a look?" The magnetic voice of Zhu Jiu sounded again.

  She had thought of the Asura tribe and followed Candle Nine Yin without hesitation. However, she immediately regretted it as the scenes in hell kept striking her kind heart. As they walked through the layers of hell, from the Tongue-Pulling Hell to the Scissor Hell, her heart felt like it was being strangled by a knife. The punishments suffered by those evil spirits seemed to be inflicted on herself, and although she didn't feel any physical pain, tears flowed down her face. Although not all of those being punished were Asura tribe members, she made up her mind to learn the art of transcendence so that they could be freed.

  When he came out of the last layer of hell, Guangmu had already made up his mind. He suddenly knelt down in front of Zhu Jiu Yin and begged: "Please, Master, have mercy on me. I want to join Mahayana Buddhism and learn the Dharma of transcending reincarnation."

  "I'm not some Mahayana Buddha, I am the Witch God King Buddha, the master of the Witch God Sect. Do you still want to worship me as your teacher?" Candle Nine Yin said with a smile.

  His eyes widened in surprise, but he immediately regained his composure. "I only seek the Buddhist teachings of transcending worldly cycles, I wish to pay homage to Wang Fo as my master."

  After listening to Jiu Yin, his face was full of smiles. "From now on, you will be the great disciple of my Wu Shen Sect, and I will give you the title of Di Zang Wang."

  After Candle Nine finished speaking, Guangmou's body underwent a transformation. A holy white robe appeared on him, and his hair fell to the sides of his ears. Compared to when he was a Shura tribe saint, he had lost a bit of his demonic charm and gained a bit more divinity.

  "King Ksitigarbha has paid homage to his master."

  "The bright eyes looked at the candle, nine yin saw a courtesy."

  Zhu Jiu Yin smiled and nodded, taking out two objects from his hand again, which were the congenital treasures of Minghe River, Yuan Tu Anbi's two swords, and handed them over to Dizang Wang.

  Dizang Wang couldn't help but feel a little surprised at this, and then flashed a hint of sadness. She was originally the Holy Maiden of the Shura tribe, the daughter of the Lord of the Underworld River. Now seeing her father with two new treasures, she thought about herself joining the Witch God Sect, and her heart wasn't feeling good.

  "Thank you, Master, for bestowing this treasure, but these two items are actually from the Shura tribe, and I dare not accept them."

  Jiǔ Yīn said: "These two treasures are not for you, but rather to be returned to your father Ming He, in order to repay this karma."

  On the Blood Sea, Minghe and Baozhuang Tathagata fought fiercely. Seeing that many of his people from the Asura tribe had been captured by Maitreya's human skin bag, he suddenly became furious. He also found that the Holy Maiden Guangmu was gone, and immediately went into a frenzy.

  "Return my daughter!" Minghe let out a loud roar, his aura like that of a madman, as suddenly 480 million Blood Gods burst forth from him, all flying towards the billion Buddha soldiers.

  "Minghe, you dare!" Baozhuang Tathagata was suddenly shocked, not expecting the normally low-key Minghe to be so radical, directly slaughtering those Buddhist soldiers with lower cultivation. Unfortunately, Minghe had many Blood God Sons, and in the bloody sea, they came and went like ghosts, and even he himself couldn't completely block them.

  Minghe shouted "Yi Ba Qian Wan Xue Shen Zi" and charged into the Buddha's army. Instantly, miserable cries rose up, one by one the Buddha soldiers turned into blood water and merged into the sea of blood. ??First shot Zǔ Wū Dì Jiāng 97

  "Halt!" The Buddha-like figure's eyes were about to split open, his body radiating a massive surge of Buddhist light, instantly annihilating tens of millions of Blood Gods. However, the speed was too slow, and by the time he finished eliminating the Blood Gods, it was likely that the hundreds of millions of Buddhist soldiers would have been killed as well.

  At this time, suddenly a loud and clear voice was heard, the empty space cracked open, and two Buddhas appeared from within. One was Amitabha Buddha and the other was Cundi Buddha Mother.

  Two people cast their spells at the same time, and with one move, they pinned down the Blood God Child, but did not kill it. Minghe saw this, let out a cold snort, and instantly sank into the Sea of Blood, where even two Saints could not detect his presence.

  "King of the Underworld River, shall we stop here for now?" said Amitabha Buddha calmly.

  "In the midst of the bloody sea, a cold hum suddenly came, 'You captured hundreds of millions of my clansmen, how can you just let it go? This time, if you don't give me an explanation, one of your Mahayana Buddhist disciples will come out, and I'll kill one.'"

  Amitabha Buddha and Cundi Bodhisattva frowned upon hearing this, as the Naihe Bridge could transform into billions of blood gods, with the Blood Sea protecting it, making it difficult to kill. If they really wanted to take action against their own disciples, it would indeed be troublesome.

  Amitabha Buddha made a gesture with his hand, and instantly the bag of human beings in Maitreya's hand was summoned. With a shake, hundreds of millions of Asura people were shaken out, leaving only 100,000 inside.

  "This time, I'll just send 100,000 rakshas as guardians of the Buddhist faith. How about that?" Amitabha Buddha yielded a step.

  "Capture me and use the 100,000 Asura to complete your Eight Heavenly Dragons, thereby sharing my Asura clan's destiny. The two of you are indeed good calculators."

  Amitabha Buddha and Zhunti Bodhisattva didn't say much either, they were also forced to do so. If it weren't for the fact that their merits had been stolen by Emperor Jiang in those years, why would they be in such a hurry to gather the eight heavenly dragons now? And even transform the Western Pure Land teachings into Mahayana Buddhism prematurely, which was also out of helplessness.

  At this time, Minghe's voice sounded again "This time I will not pursue it either, just let go of my daughter Guangmu."