Forget.

A vast and desolate mood suddenly appeared, as if there was nothing else in the world, this was the forgetfulness that walked out from despair.

The bronze sword shadow slashed nine times in the air, and the pig-faced man seemed to feel nothing, with flesh flying, quickly consumed by blood fire, turning into charred remains.

The monster over six meters tall was pierced with sword holes all over its body, with half its head and neck cut off by a blade, a pitiful sight.

Black smoke was rising from its wounds, weak and powerless, it retreated three steps before finally letting out a mournful cry and toppled backward onto the ground.

Bang!

With eyes fixed on Xu Guang, it used all its strength to point at Xu Guang, black blood trickling from its fingers.

"Big brother!"

The previously injured pig-faced man let out a beast-like howl of grief.

Whoosh~

A gentle breeze stirred behind him, a strange sensation arose, and for a moment, he forgot his predicament.

When he realized, he heard a low voice from behind him.

"Don't worry, you'll be sent over soon."

The long sword swirled up ten thousand strands of sword qi, like a sweeping storm of blades, suddenly piercing from his back.

His physical body, divine soul, and everything were instantly shattered by the all-encompassing sword qi.

Xu Guang landed on the ground, looking towards the white mist where Hong Xu and General Wei were hiding.

Thud thud~

Xu Guang's footsteps were steady and powerful as he walked towards the white mist.

The mist shrank at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Hong Xu wanted to flee.

But...

Bang!

A massive long nose swatted a figure out of the mist.

Hong Xu fell on his back, spewing blood from his mouth, seeing before him a pair of black long boots trimmed with silver, stained with nauseating blood qi.

"Do you have anything else to say?" Xu Guang quietly looked at Hong Xu.

Hong Xu sneered, "Winner takes all, today you live because of luck, but you won't always be lucky!"

"Your last words are truly weak and powerless."

Just as Hong Xu was about to speak, a shadow as massive as a pillar descended from the sky.

His divine soul and physical body were instantly crushed by the tremendous force, the entangled magnetic force completely annihilating his divine soul.

...

Half an hour later, Xu Guang, covered in blood qi, walked into the room Zhuge Wuliang had opened in the Emperor Tower.

"Senior brother, you're in a hurry, is there something?"

Zhuge Wuliang frowned, looking at the blood qi on Xu Guang, "Something happened on the way?"

Xu Guang didn't hide it, directly explaining the situation with Hong Xu.

Upon hearing this, Zhuge Wuliang looked at Xu Guang with a complex expression, "It seems that Qin Cultivator hates you more than me, even found someone like Hong Xu."

Xu Guang was not surprised, that day when he returned safely from the bronze blood gate, he guessed that Qin Cultivator would target him if he wanted to enter the bronze blood gate again.

The two did not engage in much small talk and began comparing information.

Zhuge Wuliang mainly spoke about Purple Dipper's matters, he hadn't told Xu Guang before, thinking Xu Guang was young and needed to bear some things.

Now that Xu Guang had grown rapidly, he had no reason to continue hiding it.

Knowing about Purple Dipper, Xu Guang felt complicated, a Holy Land that had stood for thousands of years collapsing overnight, even its last core disciples having to flee far away, it was lamentable.

If possible, he was, of course, willing to help the Purple Dipper people, remembering the teachings of Xin Nanyan from the past.

"The Guang'an Temple Buddha's Son mentioned by Dharma Rong, I indeed know, but do not personally know, under him is a Great Beast, considered an elder to my family's General Wei, perhaps it is for this reason that the Buddha's Son is willing to help."

Xu Guang briefly explained his relationship with Yan Zhen.

In the past, Yan Zhen's dao fruit was lost, obtained by Qin Cultivator, allowing him to live anew through it, achieving his current status.

"Senior brother, you said people from Guang'an Temple are hunting Purple Dipper inheritors, and at that time, Yan Zhen Buddha's Son was trapped in Li Taizhou, few knew, in those days of Li Taizhou, how many could threaten Buddha's Son Yan Zhen? Even in the most dangerous places of Wangdang Mountain, not many, right?"

Zhuge Wuliang, not a fool, frowned, "You mean, his whereabouts were exposed, someone was lying in wait in Li Taizhou, ultimately calculating him? Qin Cultivator?"

"It must be Qin Cultivator, but then there's a problem, my family's General Wei said that Yan Zhen Buddha's Son defeated countless so-called Saints and Saintesses across states, would such a person easily expose his whereabouts?"

"So, someone knew his whereabouts back then and told Qin Cultivator. This person is also from Guang'an Temple! And this person once accompanied Yan Zhen Buddha's Son to Li Taizhou, leaving a trail, he seeks out Purple Dipper's people to silence them!"

Zhuge Wuliang logically deduced everything.

Xu Guang nodded, "Without incident, this is the case."

Zhuge Wuliang frowned, a traitor from Guang'an Temple, someone who could follow Yan Zhen Buddha's Son for over two thousand years, if not Nirvana Re-cultivating, it is at least Second Nirvana Cultivation.

Neither he nor Xu Guang could protect the Purple Dipper people from being hunted by such figures.

"This matter needs to be told to Master Dharma Rong, this is their Guang'an Temple's internal affair, I'm sure they won't mind."

Zhuge Wuliang nodded, "This seems to be the best solution, but... will it affect your standing in that Yan Zhen Buddha's Son's heart?"

Xu Guang shook his head, "It doesn't matter anymore."

He slowly stood up, "Senior brother, we came to Li Taizhou without any background; we rely on ourselves, how others view us doesn't matter, though the Buddha's Son is strong, you and I as senior and junior brothers are not inferior." 𝚏𝕣𝕖𝚎𝚠𝚎𝚋𝚗𝐨𝐯𝕖𝕝.𝕔𝐨𝕞

Zhuge Wuliang smiled slightly, "Well said."

Then he took out a booklet, recording some findings about the Buddhist Sect in these past few days, especially a clear analysis targeting the Buddhist Nirvana's rebirth as a supermodel power.

"The Buddhist Nirvana's rebirth comes with a price, requiring unparalleled Buddhist nature to condense a Buddhist dao fruit, and after the rebirth, a death gate that cannot be hidden appears!"

This was something Zhuge Wuliang found from an ancient little story.

It recounted the origin of the Buddhist Sect's precept scars.

A Buddha of the Buddhist Sect was reborn and ultimately had six spiral shadows on the head, representing the death gate, once hit, the body's mana would dissipate.

So a decree was given, ordering all inside and outside the Buddhist Sect, at the appropriate age, to mark the precept scars, which thus became a symbol of the Buddhist Sect.

Over this period, he gathered much information about the Buddhist Sect.

The Hongze Buddhist Sect had four great superior sects, inheriting from four Buddhas above the Reverse Dao, named Great Non-Phase, Great Sumeru, Great Thunder Sound, and Emperor Tower.

Guang'an Temple appeared not to have strong upfront strength but inherited from the Great Non-Phase Buddha, adept in Nirvana Re-Cultivation, it was a leader of the Buddhist Sect, standing side by side with the few Emperor Heirlooms of Hongze.

The temple had a thousand Buddha towers, and it was rumored that in each was an ancient Buddha saint monk. If someone dared to attack Guang'an Temple, the Great Non-Phase inheritance would show the world just how powerful the Buddha's heritage had been.

The Six Institutes of the North Pole were already very strong, but in the eyes of a sect like Guang'an Temple, still like a common Holy Land.

Xu Guang thought of Yan Zhen's extraordinary background, not expecting it to be so extraordinary, thought Guang'an Temple was strong, but did not expect...

This was probably the first Emperor's legacy power he had encountered besides the Six Institutes of the North Pole, right?

It was indeed vast.

No wonder anyone they sent had Second Nirvana Cultivation, and it's no wonder that the one who betrayed Yan Zhen wanted desperately to silence others.

Such treacherous people, even in a Buddhist Holy Land that preached benevolence and compassion, wouldn't end well for them.

...

While Xu Guang and Zhuge Wuliang were discussing issues related to the Buddhist Sect.

A figure noiselessly appeared on the official road where Xu Guang had fought with the Pig-faced Group, waved their hand.

Scenes appeared before him.

The final scene froze on the moment Xu Guang cut off Hong Xu's head with his sword.

"Members of the Pig-faced Group, truly useless."

He raised his hand to dispel the scene, calmly walking into the Celestial Cyan Mine like a ghost without the slightest sound.

He was extremely familiar with this place, effortlessly entering Xu Guang's residence from the past few days, his eyes scanning the room dispassionately without a trace of emotion.

Tap tap, tap tap.

Strange sounds issued from his mouth.

Soon, a cloud appeared overhead, that looked entirely like it was carved from jade.