Legend of the Great Sage

d at all.

The stars hid away and the dancing stopped.
The flames swept back.

The cracks on the white bones closed up bit by bit.
When she raised her wrist, there was now an additional prayer bead.

The Path of White Bone and Great Beauty showed signs of breaking through again.
This was the first time she had carried out the teachings of the Path of White Bone and Great Beauty since she began practising it, as well as the first vow of the cultivation method—The boundless creatures, I vow to slaughter!

As if she had been freed from her shackles, the effect was so great that it took her by surprise.

The oceans accepted all, even the trickling streams, which was why they could reach their depths.

Although the bodies and souls of mortals could not compare to those of cultivators, they possessed a vast advantage in numbers, and it was much easier to slaughter them too.
Even plants possessed spirits and essence.
Every single bit was insignificant, but they could turn into the sparks of fire, gathering enough momentum to raze down grasslands.

Perhaps this was the true path of the white bone.

Under the azure sky, a black dragon ship emerged on the horizon.
The governor of the Harmony province gazed at the barren land beneath him.
When he first received the news, he was in disbelief, but he was forced to believe it now.
He ground his teeth.
“Buddha nemesis!”

The honoured guests behind him all fell silent, struggling to believe this was something a cultivator was capable of.
This was no longer slaughter, but extermination.

In the past, the Soaring Locust King had also managed to throw the Green province into a mess, devouring countless living creatures, but that was after a very long period of preparation before he expanded his swarm like a snowball.
Even after he achieved a certain scale with his swarm, he could not reduce several hundred kilometres into barren land within a single night.

The Soaring Locust King’s main body never appeared without good reason, and the great cultivators could kill millions of locusts with a flick of their wrist.
No matter how severe the plague was, it struggled to threaten them.
Even regular cultivators were capable of protecting themselves and remaining alive.
Yet right now, even they felt deeply threatened.

An honoured guest deliberated.
“Your majesty, I heard that the religious preceptor of the left led twenty Monk Kings in an ambush, yet they still failed to kill the buddha nemesis.
We…”

“As the governor of the Harmony province, how can I just ignore this? Look, she’s right there.
Everyone, get ready to strike! I heard she seems to be injured.
Perhaps this is an opportunity, our only opportunity.”

She gazed at the incoming ship in the distance.
Right when she was about to move, a tender sapling sprouted, turning into a banyan tree.
The branches swayed, and the leaves rustled.
The Great Banyan Tree King’s saddened and pained face appeared on the bark.
“Stop! Xiao An, I’m pleading with you.
You are making the world your enemy right now!”

He possessed unrivalled calculating power, yet he had still underestimated her horrors.
The flames basically existed for extermination and extinction, exterminating all of the living and the dead.
Her threat to the world was definitely no less than the Hungry Ghost realm and the Demon domain.
As a matter of fact, her threat was even more direct and even more lethal.

This was the Path of White Bone and Great Beauty, razing the trichiliocosm with the Samādhi Flames of White Bone.
In the past, it was only Li Qingshan’s presence that greatly offset the White Bone Bodhisattva’s influence, which stopped her from ever using the powers like this.

“My enemy?”

She narrowed her eyes slightly.
With a swing of Buddha Slaying, the tree snapped and collapsed, burning and withering away.

The world shook gently, like something holding her back being torn apart silently.
As a result, she no longer had any qualms.

In Towering city of the Mist Province, a wound several hundred metres in length suddenly split open on the great banyan tree.
Sap poured out like blood.

Even as the god of half of the world, having grasped the power of the heavens and the earth, he could not heal from this wound.
This was a sword that even Demon God Qiongqi was wary of.

By the time the governor of the Harmony province’s Black Dragon King had arrived, she had already vanished.
The honoured guests all breathed a sigh of relief.

The governor of the Harmony province said sternly, “Request reinforcements from the Dragon province!”