Chapter 452: Fixed Fate
The heavens and earth across the Four Realms fell into utter silence.
LĂŒ Yang froze completely in place, his face turning ashen as he stared toward the spot where ăAng Xiaoă had just vanished. Inwardly, he was already cursing furiously:
âThat beast!â
No wonder that guy could reach the late stage of Golden Core and even petition the ăUnderworldăâthat reaction speed was absurd! The World-Honored One hadnât even fully descended before the man had decisively fled.
What should he do now?
âActivate the ăBook of a Hundred Livesă?â
LĂŒ Yang took a deep breath, quickly calming his mind. The panel of the ăBook of a Hundred Livesă beside him was his greatest confidenceâno one could stop him from restarting!
After all, even though he currently held a False Golden Fruition, his position was already standing at the pinnacle of this heaven and earth. If the World-Honored One knew of the existence of the ăBook of a Hundred Livesă and had arranged something against it, then perhaps even immortals couldnât save him.
But since the ăBook of a Hundred Livesă had not been exposed, who could imagine that he could commit suicide to restart?
However, LĂŒ Yang soon realized something was wrong.
The World-Honored One wasnât looking at him.
Those eyes, overflowing with Buddha Light, swept across the surroundings in calm indifference. Wherever His gaze passed, ghosts wailed and gods sobbed, blood rain fell from the heavensâit was as though the very world itself trembled in fear!
âHeâs not looking at me.â
In that instant, LĂŒ Yang was enlightenedâit was like a mortal staring at an anthill.
Who would care about what the ants inside looked like?
Golden Core? Foundation Establishment?
Merely the sizes of antsâutterly beneath notice!
What truly drew His gaze was the entire anthill itselfâthis heaven and earth.
As for everything else, they had never been within His concern from the beginning!
âBoomâ!â
The entire Jiangxi region quaked violently. The World-Honored One stood with His hands clasped behind His back, surveying the surroundings, as if reminiscing about the glory of bygone ages.
The next second, He spoke.
âCome back.â
Just two calm wordsâspoken even with the voice of the ăBodhisattva of Vase and Water Moonăâyet in that instant, they drew the response and resonance of the entire heaven and earth!
However, that resonance was clearly unwilling. The phenomena throughout the heavens showed contradictionâon one side, blood rain fell; on the other, golden lotuses blossomed from the ground. Disaster and auspice coexisted, a scene both bizarre and terrifying.
After a moment, all those strange signs faded simultaneously.
In their place appeared a beam of golden light.
This golden light had already hidden itself between heaven and earth, yet was now forcibly drawn forth. Within that light, endless visions unfoldedâ
Dragons coiled around golden cities, Tianjing Jade Ramparts stood tall.
Hundred officials paid homage; ten thousand households shone with light.
At a glance, it was not a mere ray of light, but an entire nation condensed a billionfoldâvast and weighty beyond words.
ăChengtou Soilă!
Because the ăBuddha Kingdom on Earthă had perished, and the âUnity of All Beingsâ had been severed, the escaping ăChengtou Soilă from the Pure Land had now been pulled back by a single word from the World-Honored One!
âThatâs shamelessâŠ!â
LĂŒ Yangâs eyes nearly popped out of their sockets, but he immediately restrained himself, not daring to reveal even the slightest emotionâthis was no mere Buddha Child.
This was the Dao Lord Himself descending!
âHoly Sect, Sword Pavilion, Dao Court⊠what are you all even doing?! How could you let the World-Honored One act personally?! Is there no rule of law left?!â
None of the mighty ones in this damned realm had a shred of immortal virtue!
Though his heart was filled with curses, LĂŒ Yang, in reality, didnât hesitate to use ăWall Earthă to seal his qi, desperately diminishing his presence.
Of course, it was useless.
He was only comforting himself.
âBoomâ!â
The next instant, the ăChengtou Soilă was seen trembling in the palm of the World-Honored Oneâone loose grip, and it would vanish into nothingness.
Yet soon, the World-Honored One extended His other hand, pointing downward lightly. In that moment, the entire Pure Land of Jiangxi shimmered with hazy, illusory radiance.
Immediately after, LĂŒ Yang saw the entire Jiangxiâthe monks, birds, beasts, even heaven and earth itselfâbeing stripped of a mysterious layer of light and shadow.
A new âPure Landâ was born.
This had already surpassed LĂŒ Yangâs comprehension. It was like reading a heavenly tome.
Yet, holding the ăSword Dao Fruitional Rankă, he could clearly sense itâ
âThe ăSword Daoă is now anchored upon that!â
Logically speaking, under the control of the Demon-Suppressing True Person, the ăSword Dao Fruitional Rankă had already rooted itself into the Pure Land, bound to the âUnity of All Beings.â
If the ăSword Daoă perished, the Unity would cease.
But now, the World-Honored One had peeled away that very conceptâas though a snake shedding its skinâseparating the ăSword Daoă from the Pure Land!
âNoâmore precisely, He severed the portion of the Pure Land that had been rooted by the ăSword Dao Fruitional Rankă from that which hadnât. The former was sent away; the latter preservedâthus, without damaging the ăSword Dao Fruitional Rankă, He restored the Unity of All Beings!â
Causality? Time? Concept?
LĂŒ Yang could understand the change, but not how it was achieved. As he pondered, the World-Honored One suddenly shifted His gaze.
âHiss!!!â
LĂŒ Yang drew a sharp breath.
Heâs looking at me? No⊠not meâHeâs looking at the ăSword Dao Fruitional Rankă!
The World-Honored One remained silent. Those eyes, brimming with Buddha Light, calmly fixed upon the sword rank in LĂŒ Yangâs hand, and He extended a single finger to tap lightly.
âBoomâ!â
In the next moment, the âPure Landâ He had personally stripped outâcomposed entirely of light and shadowâbegan collapsing.
All its myriad phenomena merged into the ăSword Dao Fruitional Rankă, making it ever more complete and independent.
Meanwhile, on the other side, the monks of the Pure Land showed expressions of compassion.
âAmitÄbha!â
The unified chant of Buddha resounded once more. Every monkâs appearance became solemn and dignified, sensing the restoration of their unity. Their faces no longer showed joy or sorrowâ
Only purity and peace.
When all was done, the World-Honored One withdrew His gaze. The restored Unity suppressed the rampaging ăChengtou Soilă and returned it deep into the Pure Land.
Everything returned to its former state.
The Demon-Suppressing True Personâs intricate schemesâturning the Sword Pavilion and the Pure Land into mortal enemiesâhad all turned to dust before the World-Honored Oneâs descent!
Then, the World-Honored One slowly closed His eyes.
When He opened them again, the overwhelming Buddha Light had faded. The consciousness of the ăBodhisattva of Vase and Water Moonă returned, only to dissolve like a dream or illusion.
She had once again gone into seclusion.
After all, the constraints of the ăBoundless Heavenă still remained.
The ăBodhisattva of Vase and Water Moonă had descended only by burning her Cave Heaven. Now that all matters were concluded, there was no reason for her to continue exhausting it.
From beginning to end, the World-Honored One had not spoken a single word to anyone else.
âThatâs⊠it?â
LĂŒ Yangâs expression was dazed. He hadnât imagined that the descent of the World-Honored One would end so anticlimactically.
Yet soon, he sorted out the logic within:
âRight. The Pure Landâs repeated misfortunes had already strayed from the Dao Lordsâ ordained path, so it required correction. Hence, the World-Honored One intervened.
However, since the ăSword Daoă concerned the Sword Pavilionâs grand design, He couldnât destroy it. Thatâs why, after descending, the World-Honored One refrained from further excessive actions.â
In an instant, divine insight dawned on LĂŒ Yang.
The descent of the World-Honored One was by no means without limitation!
âStrictly speaking, He represented the will of the four Dao Lordsâthe World-Honored One was but the executor of their compromise, sent to tidy up the loose ends!â
The Pure Landâs ăChengtou Soilă must be reclaimed.
The ăSword Dao Fruitional Rankă, belonging to the Sword Pavilion, must remain intact.
As for the ăBuddha Kingdom on Earthăâthat was left to fate. The other Dao Lords had given the World-Honored One a chance, but since He had failed, He could only accept the loss.
âThis really isâŠâ
Even after understanding the logic behind the World-Honored Oneâs descent, LĂŒ Yang felt no reliefâonly a cold dread rising in his chest.
The reason was simple:
âEach of the four Dao Lords has a red line for this realm. Touch any one of them, and it will draw their direct intervention!â
That was why the Holy Sectâs Patriarch had pitied Mu Changsheng to death.
That was why the World-Honored One Himself had descended to set things right.
In other words, from the very beginning, the future of this world had already been sealed by the hands of the four Dao Lords!