Chapter 61 - 60: Calling for Reinforcements! Origin Sword Yang!
"The Eight Treasure Buddha Body has actually entered the Taixu Forbidden Abyss!"
All the Buddhas present stood up in surprise, powerful auras permeating the heavens and earth.
For the Eight Treasure Buddha Body, they dispatched numerous strong cultivators from the Western Regions, nearly searching every inch of the Taixu Forbidden Abyss.
They even found the place where the Bodhisattva of Good Deeds had fallen, yet they couldn’t find the Eight Treasure Buddha Body.
Not long ago, the Buddha Body they had been searching for finally appeared, but unexpectedly encountered the Young Immortal.
Not only did they fail to retrieve the Buddha Body, but they also lost one of the Eight Treasures!
Everyone had lost hope; if the Buddha Body is with the Young Immortal, unless the Buddha himself intervenes, who would dare to take it?
But who would have thought that heaven has a path for people, and the Eight Treasure Buddha Body actually appeared in the Taixu Forbidden Abyss!
"Amitabha Buddha, may Buddha bless us; this Buddha Body should belong to us Buddhists!"
One of the Buddhas said with joy, "With the Eight-Treasure Compass, not only can we bring back the Buddha Body, but also unlock the place where the Bodhisattva of Good Deeds fell."
"Not only that."
Another Arhat chuckled and said, "As long as we retrieve the Compass and restore the Eight Treasures to their place, those few ancient Buddhist Secret Techniques that were lost will return!"
"At that time, once the Compass is opened, merging with the Celestial Buddha Body, a Supreme True Buddha will emerge from our Buddhism!"
The more the Buddhas present spoke, the more excited they became. With the Eight-Treasure Compass, the overall strength of Buddhism would increase by at least thirty percent!
But at this moment, a senior monk suddenly opened his closed eyes and said with a frown:
"Trouble, the Celestial Buddha Body has entered the area cleared by the Su family!"
"That Buddha Body... is with the Su family!"
At these words, the previously cheerful atmosphere suddenly silenced, and the Buddhas’ expressions became visibly grim.
Su family!
Again, the Su family!
They, in the Southern Region, have lost countless people at the hands of the Su family.
Now the most important Celestial Buddha Body seems to have found its place, but once again the Su family is causing trouble!
Fury rose in everyone’s hearts, but no one dared to confront the Su family at this moment.
A few days ago, the Su family sent numerous strong cultivators to the Taixu, sealing off the depths of the Forbidden Abyss.
There are so many strong cultivators there, even three Saint Kings, plus a Great Saint overseeing it.
If they were to go together, they might die before even getting close.
"Notify Mount Ling."
An old monk sighed lightly and said, "Wanhua Temple, wanting to take the Celestial Buddha Body for itself alone, is beyond its capabilities."
"Let Mount Ling send someone; even if the True Buddha does not descend at Wanhua Temple, no one can seize the success that follows the dragon!"
Mount Ling, the only sacred place of the Western Regions, the place where ten thousand Buddhas worship, contains numerous capabilities.
Originally, Wanhua Temple wanted to welcome the Celestial Buddha Body back by itself, allowing the True Buddha to descend upon Wanhua Temple.
But now, Wanhua Temple has lost too many people, and going head-to-head with the Su family... they’re not ready for that.
Therefore, even if unwilling in their hearts, they can only grit their teeth and ask for help.
"Then... when Mount Ling asks, who should come?" Someone hesitantly asked.
The old monk remained silent for a long time, raising his gaze to look at the direction of the Su family’s blockade; after a while, his eyes turned cold,
"Request a Quasi-Emperor!"
...
In the depths of the Forbidden Abyss.
Su Changqing and Su Zian rushed along, encountering no obstacles, easily arriving at a massive barrier.
The surroundings were pitch black, devoid of people, only the barrier emitted a faint light.
"Is this the place?" Su Changqing curiously looked at the barrier.
Su Zian smiled, waving a ruined Jade Talisman into the barrier, and in a moment, the light screen dissipated like foam.
With the disappearance of the barrier, a remarkably pure Sword Intent soared to the sky, illuminating the entire realm.
Upon closer inspection.
Inside the barrier was an immense bottomless pit, with a broken large stone tablet standing at the front.
On it, the three characters "Sword Emperor Sect" emitted a majestic and noble pressure, capturing the soul.
And forward lay a dazzling radiant sun!
The sun floated, blistering Sword Intent erupted from within, seemingly splitting the heavens!
That was no sun, but an endless fusion of Sword Intent, forming a terrifying core Sword Intent!
"This is..."
Seeing the dreamlike scene, Su Changqing was completely stunned.
"Core Sword Intent."
Looking at that sun, Su Zian smiled and said:
"After a Sword Cultivator dies, the Sword Intent within dissipates with the wind, but a trace of the purest Sword Intent remains."
"That is the essence of the Sword Cultivator’s lifelong pursuit of the Sword Dao, devoid of attributes or damage, yet greatly enhancing one’s aptitude for the Sword Dao."
Speaking, Su Zian looked at Su Changqing, reminding:
"But this enhancement is not limitless; the core Sword Intent will improve based on your personal Sword Dao potential and aptitude."
"The more core Sword Intent you can absorb and fuse, the stronger your Sword Dao aptitude will become."
"If you feel saturated, you must stop absorbing immediately, or you will be overwhelmed by the core Sword Intent."
Su Changqing did not understand these terms, but he grasped one point, "The more I absorb, the better, right?"
He looked at that core Sword Sun, his eyes revealing a fervent light.
Having come across such an opportunity, there was no reason to waste it!
"Indeed, go ahead, the amount you can fuse depends on yourself."
Su Zian chuckled, then ascended into the sky, arriving at the depths of the firmament.
While Su Changqing slowly approached that core Sword Sun.
In the radiant light of the sun, his figure appeared as insignificant as an ant.
"So large..."
Su Changqing looked up, murmuring, "This might take a long time to absorb."
...
Outside the pit, in the depths of the firmament.
The area below was initially devoid of people, but upon ascending into the sky, over a hundred formidable presences could be seen standing upright.
In all four directions, north, south, east, and west, were tightly guarded by layers of people inside and outside.
As Su Changqing stepped beneath that Sword Sun, the distant space was suddenly torn apart, and a towering figure emerged from within.
"Wen Lin uncle has arrived."
Seeing the newcomer, Su Zian smiled and greeted.
Others also looked on in surprise and then smiled, speaking:
"Haha, even Wen Lin has been alerted, there’s no chance of error now."
"Of course, Wen Lin is about to break through to Quasi-Emperor; what scoundrels dare to act recklessly?"
Currently, Wen Lin’s reputation in the Su family is rapidly rising, given he is about to break through to Quasi-Emperor.
Wen Lin also smiled, greeting the clan members.
But when he turned his head and saw Su Changqing below and that enormous Sword Sun, his eyes widened,
"Core Sword Intent?"
"So much Core Sword Intent? Have you killed all the Sword Cultivators in the world?"
It was no surprise Wen Lin was shocked; outside, Core Sword Intent is spoken of in terms of ’threads,’ ’strands,’ and ’wads.’
But like this... resembling a sun made of Core Sword Intent, how many Sword Cultivators must have died to consolidate such a colossal Core Sword Intent?
Such a thing would drive any Sword Cultivator in the world to madness.
"Boy, your gift is truly extraordinary."
Even with cultivation nearing Quasi-Emperor, Wen Lin couldn’t help but express astonishment looking at Su Zian.
"Luckily stumbled upon an ancient Sword Sect ruins."
"Back then something must have happened, causing everyone in the Sword Sect to die in a single day."
"Plus, this place was supposed to be a sacred Sword Dao ground, nurturing the Core Sword Intent of those deceased Sword Cultivators for countless years, creating this Sword Sun."
Speaking, Su Zian looked at Wen Lin smiling:
"Wen Lin uncle has spent the most time with Chang Qing; what do you think Chang Qing can absorb of the Core Sword Intent?"
Upon hearing, without hesitation, Wen Lin replied, "One ten-thousandth, maybe; this Sword Sun’s Core Sword Intent is too thick."
"Chang Qing has never trained in swordsmanship, one ten-thousandth is likely the limit."
As these words fell, without waiting for everyone to react, Su Changqing already sat cross-legged below.
Beginning, absorbing the Sword Sun!