Supreme Violent Young Master

What Ksitigarbha wanted to fight against was the grand wish that he had made. Under the pressure of the Heavenly Dao, he would never be able to take a step out of the Underworld. But even though he knew, he still had to do it. This was sorrow. Chen Yuyang lived his entire life just to not respect the will of others. He had done it now, but there were still many people who couldn't do it.    

    

He could see Ksitigarbha's sorrow, and Ksitigarbha's helplessness. However, as a disciple of a buddhist sect, there were two Hierarchs suppressing him, so what could he do? As such, after a tragic Buddhist chant, Ksitigarbha let out a sigh that nobody knew of. It was very, very light.    

    

However, all of this was not enough to escape Chen Yuyang's eyes. From this moment onwards, Chen Yuyang would not hold the slightest bit of pity for this pitiful person as he attacked.    

    

The Yin-Yang Fan was like an unsurpassable mountain, suppressing above Ksitigarbha's head. At this moment, everyone, including the Saints, including Quasi-Saints, including Kong Xuan, was stunned. They did not understand how this had happened, even though it had already happened.    

    

Under the suppression of the Yin-Yang Fan, the golden light slowly left Ksitigarbha's body. Although it was unwilling to part, it was still slowly being stripped off Ksitigarbha's body like a stream. In the entire Six Paths of Dao, aside from being shocked and unable to speak, all the other Saints were also surprised and delighted.    

    

However, after the pleasant surprise, there was a type of fear that came from the bottom of his heart.    

    

The golden light of the Heaven's Path Merit Art was actually drawn out by the person in front of him just like that, which had never happened before on Prehistoric Land. Even his father, who had always been calm, had a look of disbelief on his face. He was even shocked. This was an existence that defied the will of the heavens, but Chen Yuyang was originally a heaven defying ancestor, and it seemed like everything that had happened would still make sense to him.    

    

Tongtian, on the other hand, was full of smiles as he quietly watched everything, as if he was watching a scene in which the curtain falls on a good show. From time to time, he would use the corner of his eyes to look at Ju Te's innocent face. Tongtian's mood could not help but get better. He thought to himself, Qingyang is indeed the number one traitor in all of prehistoric times. How could he actually do something like this?    

    

Even though he was thinking this way, Tongtian was still in a very good mood. As for Empyrean Yuanshi, cold sweat began to drip down his face. Yuan Shi's mind was quite gloomy. He didn't know when he would anger this Martial Uncle, or whether or not he would be able to draw out the golden light from his contribution points.    

    

Ksitigarbha's face was expressionless, calm as if he had known about this a long time ago. There was no surprise, no anger, and more so, an indescribable calmness. At this moment, Ksitigarbha's emotions were close to the existence of Buddha. There was no joy, no sadness, just a light breeze.    

    

Outside the 33 Layered Heavens, inside the Violet Firmament Palace, Daoist Hong Jun was currently sweating profusely. The horsetail whisk in his hand was shaking non-stop, as if he was making his final struggle. The one sitting beside him was none other than the Sect Leader of the Buddhist Sect. The expression on the face of the guide was very ugly, even more unsightly than when he was about to pick it up.    

    

Chen Yuyang had done something to defy the heavens before, but it was only against the heavenly lightning. He didn't expect that his senior uncle Qingyang would be so insane as to go against his teacher and the heavens. This was something that he could not understand. What made him even more shocked was that his teacher didn't seem to have the slightest leeway to retaliate.    

    

In Violet Firmament Palace, the successor had once seen his teacher fight against the Six Saints, all by herself, and against the Six Great Heavenly Saints. Although the Daofather was prepared for this sudden attack, he was still at a disadvantage. The sweat on his face dripped onto the praying mat bit by bit. A speck of dust flew into the air.    

    

After an unknown amount of time, the face of the guide finally revealed the color of dead ash as he lowered his head and sighed helplessly.    

    

There was no other reason, because his own teacher had still lost to that unfathomable martial uncle. He had never seen his teacher lose his composure like this. He gasped for breath, and even his beard began to tremble. One had to know that teacher was the Heavenly Dao and the Heavenly Dao was teacher. The power of the Dao was actually defeated by a single person. How could this not shock the crowd?    

    

"Teacher!" The guide said worriedly.    

    

Hong Jun then laughed bitterly and waved his hand, interrupting the disciple who was speaking. He knew that this disciple had something to say, but other than muttering, he was also feeling helpless. Raising his eyes to look at the reception, Hong Jun said with a pale and powerless expression: "Receive, do you think that you can hide the matter of secretly disturbing the heavens from everyone?"    

    

The guide immediately lowered his head and said, "Disciple knows his wrongs!"    

    

Waving the horsetail whisk in his hand, Hong Jun feebly said: "I do not have any intentions of blaming you for this, but in this great wasteland world, there is no one who can contend against the Azure Sun Justices. You have to understand this point, so you don't need to care about Liu Shisui anymore. You don't have the chance to, so think about the future! "    

    

In the future, Hong Jun would emphasize these two words even more heavily. Obviously, the guide had already understood the true meaning of this. He nodded and raised his head to look to the east. Looking at the stone that had been illuminated by the essence of the sun and the moon, he calculated in his heart. However, even Hong Jun did not know that this stone had already been tampered with by others when he was still in the Nuwa Alliance. It would be hard to say whether or not there would still be a Dao Protector Battle Buddha in the Buddhist Sect in the future.    

    

Above the Six Paths of Reincarnation, Chen Yuyang looked at Ksitigarbha, who had been drained of all the golden light of merit, and said softly. "Ksitigarbha, do you really understand the true meaning of this?!"    

    

Ksitigarbha nodded his head abruptly and said, "I understand. Thank you for your advice, senior granduncle." "Ksitigarbha will never step out of the underworld again in this life." After saying that, Ksitigarbha closed his eyes and began to chant the curse. This Buddhist chanting with boundless Buddhism power spread throughout the Underworld.    

    

Ksitigarbha had comprehended. Yes, he had finally comprehended. However, this moment of enlightenment was somewhat bitter and bitter.    

    

In the eyes of others, fame and credit might be a good thing, even to the extent of gaining fame in the prehistoric era. This was something that many people yearned for even in their dreams. However, to Ksitigarbha, fame and credit were just shackles. Now that the shackles had been removed, he felt a sense of relief as if he had been relieved of a heavy burden.    

    

Ksitigarbha would never be able to leave the underworld for the rest of his life. This was his path, his understanding of life, Dharma, and his understanding of the Six Daos. Tidying up his clothes, the monastic robe was still as bright as before, even more resplendent than this Sect Leader. However, there was an unknown sense of compassion behind it.    

    

As if facing an unfamiliar passerby, Ksitigarbha respectfully said, "Thank you Sect Leader for this opportunity. Ksitigarbha will never step out of the Underworld for his sudden enlightenment of the buddhist arts, and it's time for Ksitigarbha to fulfill his oath. Hell is not empty, I swear I will not become Buddha."    

    

As he spoke, Ksitigarbha placed his hands on his chest and narrowed his eyes, "Amitabha, Buddha, I am not going to hell, who is going to hell!? Amitabha! "    

    

Ksitigarbha, at this moment, had truly understood the true meaning of this sentence. His figure slowly disappeared under everyone's gaze. I stroked my beard, the smile in the corner of my eyes became more profound. Looking at Ksitigarbha's figure, I nodded and muttered to myself, "I don't know if this is good or bad for him!"    

    

"There is no such thing as good or bad in this world. Good or bad is in the heart, it's just a thin line!" Chen Yuyang took back the words of his father, and lightly said. Hearing this Junior Master's words, I was stunned for a moment. My eyebrows moved slightly, and a smile of realization appeared on my face. I became even more respectful towards Chen Yuyang and said: "Junior Master's words are true! disciple has comprehended it! "    

    

With a wave of his fan, Chen Yuyang smiled as he looked at the extremely nervous and disappointed Yutang beside him. As if nothing had happened at all, he indifferently reached out his hand. With this move, he could definitely feel a warm feeling swirling around his body, and he could finally move. This caused him to be overjoyed, and even though he was extremely angry and unwilling, he still said in a low voice, "Many thanks, Martial Uncle Qingyang!"    

    

Facing the number one person in this world, what could he do? He subconsciously looked up at the sky. His eyes looked straight at Yun Xiao who was 33 Layered Heavens. At this moment, the sky was clear. There was no anger of being disobeyed at all. To be more accurate, he didn't dare to be angry.    

    

If even the Heavenly Dao had to swallow this down, then how could they possibly be able to do so?    

    

As if he had seen through his thoughts, Chen Yuyang's face revealed a faint smile again, he patted Ju Xu's shoulder, Ju Xu only felt his entire body sink, the corners of his mouth twisted into a smile, but he did not dare show any dissatisfaction: "Justify me, are you hating me, for messing up all of your plans?"    

    

"I don't dare!" Yu Ji hurriedly said. He now fully understood that the fist was indeed the largest one above the prehistoric era. Chen Yuyang had already told him this very clearly. At this moment, how could he dare to complain? He could only swallow the bitter fruit. He had to drink the bitter wine that he had brewed.    

    

"Can you hide that little bit of intention of yours from me?" Chen Yuyang still acted as if nothing had happened, and it was not known when he had started, but he felt that he had become a lot gentler towards the Sacred Masters under the heavens. Back then and at the beginning, this was also the case now. Perhaps it was because his cultivation was constantly growing stronger.    

    

All of a sudden, Chen Yuyang had the feeling that this prehistoric land was nothing more than a play. The sequence of events had already been arranged. And these Heavenly Saints were just playthings. Since they already existed, there was a reason for their existence. His appearance on this primitive world was not like a hurricane sweeping through everything. Rather, he needed to ensure a certain balance and ensure the continuity of this desolate world. That was enough.    

    

Therefore, Chen Yuyang started to view the people and things of this desolate world with a different identity. Perhaps this was the increase in cultivation and mental state! To put aside hatred, preferences, and fairness, sometimes things were already difficult, especially for a person like Chen Yuyang who came from the Mortal World.