The eerie power sent a chill to the core.

Raising his head, he saw above Mount Ling a massive Buddha statue bathed in light, its endless Buddha’s Light enveloping all directions, continuously strengthening the spirits of all living beings.

The Future Buddha Ancestor, Maitreya, had finally taken action.

Previously, he had been secretly attacked by Marx and was unable to intervene, causing chaos across Mount Ling. Fortunately, being a cautious man, he had already prepared a contingency plan, a Nine-Turn Golden Pill crafted by the Grand Supreme Elderly Lord, which allowed him to instantly recover from his injuries.

However, this delay had given Marx the opportunity to wreak havoc on Mount Ling.

Now that he was free to act, he would not let Marx have his way. Since these newly emerged Demon Heads were not afraid of Buddha’s Light, Maitreya decided to approach it from the opposite direction, enhancing the spiritual power of the people in the Buddhist Sect.

From his previous observations, he had discovered that these Demon Heads were skilled at invoking the desires inherent to human nature within people’s hearts to shatter their Daoist Heart, causing obstructions of the demonic sort to proliferate. One lapse in attention could lead to falling into the Demon Path and transforming into Demon Heads.

"Haha, Maitreya boy, I didn’t expect you still had the power to oppose me,"

Marx’s wild laughter echoed around Mount Ling. To him, Maitreya was indeed just a junior. When he roamed freely between Heaven and Earth, the Buddha was still the prince of the Xiniu Continent, and Maitreya hadn’t even been born yet.

Had it not been for the Buddha’s seal, he would have already turned into the Demon Realm and achieved the supreme fruit of enlightenment. Perhaps he could have been among those transcendent beings this time.

It’s a pity he had encountered the brilliant and innovative Buddha, who could bring forth new ideas and quickly elevated the Buddhist Sect to new heights at a moment’s notice.

Moreover, the Buddha’s mana was unfathomably deep. He had managed to use his enlightenment as an opportunity to seal Marx, thereby cutting off his connection with the Three Realms. If not for the Jade Emperor secretly sabotaging the seal, the Demon King might still be trapped in the eternally dark seal, possibly dying due to the depletion of his essence at any moment.

However, the moment the seal broke, this former Demon King displayed his supreme might. Unbeknownst to all, he planted a seed of demonic thought into the depths of everyone at Mount Ling’s heart.

This act accelerated the aggressive Eastern Land plans of the people, and he also took this opportunity to plant a dark agent named Juexing.

Of course, he also had the staunch support of the Jade Emperor. Without the Heavenly Court diverting Maitreya’s attention in the forefront, Marx could hardly have been so subtly effective.

Now, having escaped his confinement, he was not the least bit afraid of Maitreya, who currently held the Buddha’s position. Since the Buddha had departed, looking over the entirety of Mount Ling, there was no one capable of defeating him.

Maitreya did not react to Marx’s words, knowing that to deal with such a Demon King, one must only guard one’s own heart. By remaining clear-minded and seeing one’s true nature, there was a chance to prevail. Engaging too much in conversation could easily reveal flaws in one’s spirit for Marx to plant the seeds of a Heart Demon.

"Why so silent now? Don’t you people of the Buddhist Sect love to engage in scriptural debate? Now the opportunity is before you, won’t you debate with me?" Marx laughed heartily.

He was still trying to shake Maitreya’s mind - such was the instinct of a Demon King.

"Amitabha Buddha!" Maitreya intoned softly.

Mana surged from his body, and at that moment, Mount Ling seemed as if it had been activated. Endless Buddha’s Light and chanting sounds instantly flooded Mount Ling, and the ethereal figures of countless followers converged in the air, firmly trapping all the Demon Heads.

This is Mount Ling, the sacred land of the Buddhist Sect, which, after many years of meticulous management, had been soaked through with the worship and faith of countless believers.

Today, Maitreya, the Buddha, had completely activated it, and a terrifying power suddenly filled the entire Three Realms.

The weaker Demon Heads had no time to react, instantly obliterated by this force, without even a chance to let out a scream.

However, seven sinister Demon Heads still survived, although they were suppressed by Mount Ling’s terrifying power and could only shrink around Marx, but in the blink of an eye, their defensive and offensive stances changed remarkably.

Maitreya solemnly observed these seven remaining Demon Heads, knowing that they were the true difficult root of the demonic trouble this time. The strength of these seven seemed to originate from the malevolence in human nature; they were both instinctual and the principal culprits for the Human Clan’s fall into reincarnation.

It was for this reason that these seven sins were bound to humanity and could not be severed, and even a revered figure like the Buddha could only suppress them, not completely eradicate them.

The root of the troublesome Demon Heads was identified, but for Maitreya and the Buddhist Sect, this was not good news, for the Demon Heads born from human nature’s sins were immortal; as long as the Human Clan existed, they could be killed thousands of times and still revive.

Marx was then besieged by the people of Mount Ling, surrounded on all sides by the terrifying Buddha’s Light, yet not a trace of panic appeared on the face of the Demon King; instead, he looked interestedly at Mount Ling of today.

He even clicked his tongue in wonder, "Truly a treasure mountain left by the Buddha, indeed formidable, to have killed so many of my Demon Heads in one strike."

Although he said so, for Marx, the loss was not as huge as imagined; after all, as the source of all evils, as long as Marx lived one day, Demon Heads would continuously emerge in the Three Realms.

Especially now that he had these seven brand-new Demon Heads, whose abilities were even more bizarre and difficult to cure.

The usual smile that Maitreya often wore disappeared; facing such a fearsome Demon King as Marx, he had no certainty in his heart, and these newly created Demon Heads were quite formidable as well; so far, he had not figured out a good method to restrain them.

He made up his mind that no matter what the cost, he could not allow Marx to leave Mount Ling with these seven Demon Heads; otherwise, the Buddhist Sect, let alone contending with the Heavenly Court, would probably never have a peaceful day again.

Being the Future Buddha and the current helmsman of Mount Ling, if such a day truly came, how would he explain himself to the predecessors of the Buddhist Sect?

Maitreya then extended his palm, seemingly placing Marx and the seven Demon Heads within it.

Buddha Kingdom in Palm, one of the highest Divine Skills of the Buddhist Sect, creates a brand new space with one’s own power, trapping the enemy within. Unless the opponent can disrupt this mini world, they will be forever trapped in the Buddha Kingdom, never to transcend.

Maitreya, now possessing the Bodhisattva status of the Buddha, had spent much time practicing this Divine Skill and had reached an exquisite level of mastery.

When he made his move, it was smooth and traceless, so much so that even a Demon King like Marx did not notice any signs; by the time he realized it, he was already trapped in the Buddha Kingdom.

But after all he was a Demon King, a strong one among the strong in the Three Realms. Even in such a situation, he did not panic and instead said with a laugh, "Buddha’s Light in Palm, if it were the Buddha who executed it, I might fear it a bit, but you, this Future Buddha, are still somewhat lacking."

He spoke with a hint of disdain in his tone.