The Martial Emperor with Dragon Blood

Chapter 1527: Chapter 1528: Buddha Gate’s Crisis

The Buddha Gate is truly the sacred ground of genuine Buddhism. Staying in the Buddha Gate to cultivate allows even the most bloodthirsty individuals to be purified. It can be said that those who truly wish to cultivate Buddhism and achieve Buddhahood all desire to pass through the Boundless Gate to enter the Buddha Gate.

"Ye Mo, do you see the enormous Buddha statue before us? That is the Mahavairocana Buddha, the largest of all Buddha statues in the Buddha Gate!"

Standing beside Ye Mo, the gentle breeze tousled the Saintess’ flowing black hair.

She gazed at the Mahavairocana Buddha statue with eyes full of devout reverence.

"It truly is massive. We must still be a distance away from the Buddha Gate, yet we haven’t even seen the temples, but we can already see the Buddha statue."

Ye Mo couldn’t help but express his amazement.

"Of course, this Mahavairocana Buddha statue is several hundred thousand feet tall. If it were moved to the Lingwu Continent, everyone on the whole Lingwu Continent would be able to see it."

The Saintess said.

"Such an enormous statue, who could possibly move it?"

Ye Mo couldn’t help but remark.

Just as the two were chatting, the boat directly reached the shore, and a large number of temples, stone towers, and Buddha statues unfolded before Ye Mo’s eyes.

Ye Mo and the Saintess disembarked and stepped onto the flat ground, which was white, belonging to the Blissful Pure Land. Meditating on this Pure Land can double one’s comprehension.

Ye Mo and the Saintess walked side by side toward the Buddha Gate, and along the way, they encountered other disciples of the secular world’s Ancient Buddha Clan, who had evidently passed the examination.

As they got closer to the Buddha Gate, there were more and more gathered disciples, and Ye Mo could sense a gentle aura emanating from them all.

Their Buddhist Law was evidently profound enough for them to be here.

But when they reached the Buddha Gate, what lay before them instantly stunned them, and an incredulous expression appeared on everyone’s face.

At the entrance of the Buddha Gate lay countless corpses, all bald-headed.

"Buddhist Disciples have been killed; how is this possible? Who could have done this? Even going so far as to kill Buddhist Disciples? This is evil!"

One of the disciples bowed several times to the corpses but showed no expression, and other disciples who came from the secular continent also bowed a few times.

Even the Saintess did not display much emotion upon seeing this, as they believed that life and death were fated, and death meant transcendence.

"Who on earth did this? They even went so far as to kill Buddhist Disciples. If I find out, I will surely slaughter them!"

Ye Mo was immediately enraged upon seeing this scene.

This statement instantly drew all the disciples’ gaze toward Ye Mo, and they all had an expression of disbelief on their faces.

"How did this disciple come to the Buddha Gate with such a strong killing aura?"

"Indeed, how could someone with such a heavy killing aura come to the Buddha Gate? How did he manage to do it?"

Many disciples were bewildered, for in their view, the cycle of vengeance never ends.

Ye Mo ignored these people and rushed directly into the Buddha Gate, which was filled with chaotic piles of bodies. The sight made Ye Mo feel a furious jealousy unlike any anger he had felt even when seeing a sect massacre.

The people of the Buddha Gate are supposed to live in peace, wanting nothing, yet they fell victim to murder. How cruel could this perpetrator be?

Soon, Ye Mo saw an injured Buddhist disciple leaning against a Buddha tower.

"Young monk, what exactly happened here?"

Ye Mo anxiously inquired.

"It was people from the Evil Buddha. They took advantage of the Boundless Gate opening to break into our Buddha Gate and kill many of our Buddhist Disciples!"

The disciple said blandly.

"Evil Buddha?"

Upon hearing this name, Ye Mo knew that these adversaries were no easy opponents.

At this moment, three thousand disciples of the secular world’s Ancient Buddha Clan gradually arrived. There were more than five hundred of them, and seeing the dead disciples, they all paid respects and chanted sutras for repose.

"Saintess, what is this Evil Buddha?"

Ye Mo asked as the Saintess entered.

"Evil Buddha?"

At these words, the Saintess showed a hint of horror on her face: "Evil Buddha is a force hidden in some corner of the secular continent. No one knows where they are, but they use the Buddhist Law they have mastered to commit all kinds of evils. Are all these Buddhist Disciples killed by Evil Buddha people?"

"I asked an injured disciple just now, and he said it was done by people from the Evil Buddha!"

Ye Mo said blandly.

"Amitabha Buddha, such sin, such sin. Today was supposed to be a grand event for the Buddha Gate - the Ten Thousand Laws Assembly. I never expected such a catastrophe."

At this moment, an old monk dressed in a kasaya emerged from a large hall, paying respects to the crowd.

This old monk had a kind face and solemn presence, but his complexion looked grim.

It was none other than Master Ci En, the Sect Leader of the Buddha Gate!

"Greetings to Master Ci En!"

All the disciples returned the gesture to Master Ci En. With profound Buddhist Law, he was seen as an enlightened monk in their hearts, and becoming his disciple was a dream come true for many.

"Today, my Buddha Gate has suffered this great calamity, and the Ten Thousand Laws Assembly cannot be held. The people from the Evil Buddha might not have left yet, so it is best you all leave quickly. Once the Buddha Gate is restored, you will be summoned again."

Master Ci En said.

"Hahaha, old monk Ci En!"

Just at this moment, shadows burst from afar, landing on the tops of towers. One of them appeared right before Master Ci En.

This man was not bald-headed; he had long hair parted in the middle, a tall and mighty stature, dressed in black, and exuded an endlessly enduring aura. One glance and it was evident he was a strong practitioner at the Mid-stage of Divine Venerable Ninth Soul.

Ye Mo observed the man, feeling that he was somewhat similar to Netherworld Upholding the Sky, likely also reaching the Mid-stage of Divine Venerable Ninth Soul.

"Daofa, I, the humble monk, cannot hand over the Shariputra to you. Only those with Buddha Yuan can attain it."

Ci En said calmly.

"Old monk Ci En, I have killed so many of your disciples, yet you’re still reluctant to give me the Shariputra. Just in time, these many disciples of the Ancient Buddha Clan have also arrived. If you still refuse to hand it over, then I shall kill them all too!"

Heretic Lord Daofa laughed loudly. Standing on a high tower, the Evil Buddha Disciples leaped, their figures like eagles, pouncing towards one of the arriving disciples to battle.

The speed was like lightning.

These disciples were at the Early Stage of Divine Venerate, utterly unable to withstand this move. Facing the ferocious attack of the Evil Buddha disciples, their faces were filled with fear.

However, at that moment, an enormous Buddha palm descended from the sky, striking the Evil Buddha disciple away, who fell to the ground, spitting blood incessantly.

"Amitabha, Daofa, I hope you will spare them; they are not of my Buddha Gate!"

Ci En withdrew his attack and earnestly pleaded with Heretic Lord Daofa.

"Hahaha, old monk Ci En, you might save one, but I wonder if you can save them all. Everyone attack!"

Heretic Lord Daofa waved his hands, and a dozen or so Evil Buddha Disciples brandished large blades, ruthlessly slashing at the disciples.