Legend of the Great Sage

, he became even more certain about his guess.
This world’s original form was the legendary Qilin Paradise.

He did not know what buddhism had done to change this place into the so-called “Sukhāvatī”, but the “source” of the world could not be changed so easily.

The lotuses were manifestations of the “source”, having been condensed by the buddha, probably to both protect the Great Thunderclap temple and to suppress them.

He made the lotuses wilt, both obtaining this “source” and releasing this “source”, allowing Sukhāvatī to return to the Qilin Paradise.

The world sheltered him.
Endless life force was unlocked in his body.
His wounds rapidly recovered.

Chosen by the heavens- No, a ruler! Just like how spirit turtles were the rulers of Ruin’s End.

This was not the Sangharama God’s homeground, but his homeground.
It was nowhere near enough to make up for the difference between them, but it did increase his chances of surviving.

He did not try to escape from the Great Thunderclap temple.
Instead, he leapt into the grand hall.

This was the largest hall he had seen in his entire life.
The ceiling seemed even higher and more distant than the sky, covered in wonderful murals, like heavenly maidens, dragons, and elephants, temples, scriptures, and so on, all drifting within the clouds and mist.
A feeling of insignificance overcame him from just raising his head.

The huge, dignified statues, depicting bodhisattvas, arhats, heavenly kings, wisdom kings… All of the gods of buddhism were here, either with their eyebrows locked in thought, their eyes shut silently, or smiling away brightly.
They took on a myriad of forms, like they were all alive.

Even the Sangharama God could only occupy a seat at the very end.
Under the gaze of the divine eye, a streak of light passed through the ceiling, passing into the statues, making its eyes glow as it glared at him.

Are the gods and buddhas all watching me?

The thought made him leap in fright, but upon further thought, he had already come so far, so there was nothing scary about it anymore.
If his time had come, then his time had come.
There was nothing he could do about it.

Instead, he found it fascinating.
He could not help but laugh, like a complacent monkey.
To the ape demon, there was nothing that could not be joked about.

The statue of the Sangharama God suddenly quivered, walking down the altar with its swordbreaker clubs, pressing closer murderously with heavy steps.
It wanted to chase him out of the grand hall.

The heavy pressure remained everywhere, but under the protection of the laws of the world, they were no longer enough to bring him to his knees.

However, he was well aware that even against a statue, he was no opponent.
If a few more of these gods and buddhas could descend, then it would just be wonderful.

However, perhaps because the Great Thunderclap temple had been sealed by the buddha, severing its connection from the outside world, those statues never moved, only staring at him silently.

With a tumble, he avoided the vertical sweep of the swordbreaker clubs desperately and turned back into human form.
With a swivel of his eyes, he came up with a wonderful idea.
He pointed at the Sangharama God statue.
“Stop right there! If you continue to attack me, I’ll smash this place to pieces!” As he said that, he kicked over a long-browed arhat beside him.
With a clank, it produced a great pit in the ground.
Its long brows had snapped as well.

“Stop! Y-y-you get out here!” The Sangharama God’s furious roar rolled through the sky, but he was fearful, no longer bold enough to strike recklessly.

“Hah, I think you should get out of here!”

Li Qingshan grabbed the Sangharama God statue and tossed it outside viciously, conveniently closing the doors in the process.

By now, he had already arrived in the depths of the grand hall.
He gazed at the statue of Tathāgata and smiled.

Outside, the Sangharama God interrogated the Upraised Light abbot furiously.
“Were you the one who brought him here?”

The Upraised Light abbot smiled wryly.
“That’s right, it was me.”

“Why did you do this?”

“I was wrong! I was wrong!”

The Upraised Light abbot shook his head as he became even older.
He did not expect everything to turn out like this either.

If it was just removing the seal without permission, he could still accept his mistake, but at this point, Li Qingshan could never escape.
He could not hide inside forever.
He was just delaying the inevitable at most now.

He let out a great sigh.
“Sigh, Qingshan, I’ve harmed you!”

Before he had even finished what he was saying, there was a great rumble and the doors to the grand hall erupted into splinters from a kick.
Li Qingshan rushed out, having transformed into his mountainous form of the demonic and divine.
He seized a statue of Tathāgata in one hand and grabbed its neck with the other.

He roared furiously, “Let me go!”

The Upraised Light abbot was dumbstruck.

Li Qingshan glanced at him.
“Ah! I almost forgot about you.
Don’t panic, I have a hostage!” He roared furiously at the Sangharama God, “Let us go!”

The Sangharama God’s face twisted as his chest heaved away.
He became so angry that his entire body shook too.
Even all the cultivation he had built up throughout his life was unable to suppress his fury.

“How dare you, wretched animal!?”