This Qing Mu is exactly like Qing Ye, appearing to be righteous, but who knows what despicable things he's really thinking inside!

Just like how Qing Ye was with the Yan family back then, pretending to enlighten Ye Xunhuan, but actually having his eyes on the Taiji Seal.

Moreover, Ye Xunhuan killed Qing Ye. Although Ye Xunhuan didn't know the relationship between Qing Ye and Qing Mu, Qing Ye asked Yan Qingjun to find Qing Mu before dying. It's easy to deduce that Qing Mu is the most trusted person of Qing Ye; otherwise, Qing Ye wouldn't have desperately blocked Ye Xunhuan, allowing Yan Qingjun to escape and find Qing Mu.

So now that Qing Mu is putting on such a noble show, it's really something Ye Xunhuan despises, and that's why Ye Xunhuan directly brought up the matter of the Taiji Seal.

Seeing Ye Xunhuan's face full of mockery, Qing Mu softly chanted, "Amitabha!"

"Master Ye, while the Taiji Seal is indeed a treasure, it is also the source of all disasters. Surely, you would agree with that?"

"You're not wrong!" Ye Xunhuan nodded and admitted.

Although the Taiji Seal is a supreme treasure, it is indeed a source of disaster. Throughout history, has there ever been a supreme treasure that wasn't fought over till blood was shed?

The Taiji Seal is like the Jade Seal of ancient earthly kingdoms; anyone wanting to be emperor fought for it, because only with the Jade Seal can one claim legitimacy!

And to ancient Martial Artists, the Taiji Seal is like the Jade Seal of the secular world; every ancient Martial Artist wants to have it, and to get it, there will inevitably be a fight.

As such, it would inevitably become a scene of bloody conflicts. Ye Xunhuan acknowledges this, and he knows how many people are after the Taiji Seal, though none have dared to act recklessly thus far.

"It is indeed good, but also a disaster. I want it, but it's useless to me!" Qing Mu said very seriously, "Throughout history, treasures belong to those with virtue, and I, a humble monk, am not one with virtue!"

"Moreover, Buddhism emphasizes going with the flow. What is meant to be will be, and what is not meant to be should not be sought after forcefully!"

"The Taiji Seal is now in your hands, and thus it belongs to you. I will not forcibly take it!"

Just from looking at Qing Mu's face, it's hard to tell if this old guy is speaking the truth. His expression remains calm and benevolent like a saint.

"Your words sound better than a song." Ye Xunhuan gave a cold snort, "Your junior brother told me the same, but eventually showed his true colors!"

"Amitabha!" Qing Mu softly chanted, "Master Ye, perhaps you misunderstood Qing Ye. From what I understand of Qing Ye, he probably wanted you to destroy the Taiji Seal, or bring it before Buddha for purification…"

"What, are you about to reveal your true colors too?"

"Master Ye, the suspicion in your heart is too strong right now. Your killing intent makes you assume everyone harbors ill intentions against you. You are on the verge of turning into a demon. If you don't turn back, you will completely fall into demonhood…"

"In the past, I told your junior brother one thing: if he couldn't help me become a Buddha, I would help him become a demon!" Ye Xunhuan coldly said, "Today, I send these words to you as well!"

"If you want me to return, or want the Taiji Seal, let's see if you have what it takes!"

Seeing Ye Xunhuan's arrogant look, First Tyrant suddenly spoke, "Master, why waste words with this kid? He doesn't believe in anyone; his heart is filled only with killing!"

"And he won't believe that you wouldn't avenge your junior brother, either."

"Amitabha!"

"Fine, Qing Mu, if you don't stop me, I'll let you leave and only kill First Tyrant. But if you try to stop me, then this time next year will be your anniversary of meeting the Buddha!"

First Tyrant, Ye Xunhuan is determined to kill today; no matter who stands in his way, he will fight to the death, even if the opponent is a king!

"Master Ye, my Buddha…"

"Enough chatter!" Ye Xunhuan impatiently interrupted Qing Mu, "Are you stopping me or leaving? Make it quick!"

"Saving a life outweighs building a seven-story pagoda. I definitely won't watch you commit murder in front of me, nor will I watch you take one step closer to hell by selling your soul to the devil!"

At this moment, Qing Mu seemed like a Buddha willing to become tiger fodder, with an attitude of 'if not me going to hell, who else?' 𝒻𝘳𝘦𝘦𝘸ℯ𝒷𝘯𝘰𝑣ℯ𝑙.𝘤𝑜𝘮

To this, Ye Xunhuan snorted coldly, "Then let me send you to meet Buddha!"

Before the words fell, the sharp sword in Ye Xunhuan's hand swiftly slashed out.

"Swish!"

With a single slash, the air in front was crushed directly, and as it passed, the surroundings turned into a vacuum, with crackling sounds like firecrackers echoing around.

The Sword Qi was like a transparent ice blade, carrying a chilling sensation as it rapidly attacked Qing Mu.

The solemn and benevolent Qing Mu's expression changed in an instant, becoming serious, and the aura of peace around him disappeared, transforming him into a drawn sword exuding a fierce killing intent!

In the next instant, the Buddha Beads in Qing Mu's hand began to rotate, and a barely detectable air current appeared in midair.

But soon this air current formed into a massive vortex, like a giant whirlpool formed in the sea!

"Boom!"

The Sword Qi slammed fiercely onto the vortex, but it didn't break through at all. Instead, the vortex formed by the whirlwind acted like a solid gate, fully blocking Ye Xunhuan's Sword Qi and even growing larger, as if it could swallow people, emanating an unsettling aura.

"Master Ye, the sea of bitterness has no bounds, turn around to reach the shore; do not be obstinate!" Qing Mu said softly.

However, this soft voice has strong penetration, echoing around endlessly, the sound lingering beautifully for a long time!

Ye Xunhuan's expression turned extremely ugly; Qing Mu truly deserved his reputation as the first below the realm of Void Walking, easily blocking his thunderous sword attack!

"I am already at the shore; do I return to the sea of suffering?"

"Amitabha!" Qing Mu softly chanted. "Master Ye, it seems I really must take you away, or else the demonic nature in your heart will grow more serious!"

"What comes next may offend you, Master Ye, please forgive me!"

In the next moment, Qing Mu's eyes, bearing the wisdom and weariness of time, shot out a gleam, accompanied by a wave of his hands: "Great Sadness Palm!"