My brother is so cunning

Chapter 907 There are ten thousand people outside who are just as strong as us.
Just as Venerable Sariputra, who was being forced to his head and beaten, was beginning to consider whether to be reborn in the cycle of reincarnation or to be reborn in the Pure Land, a strange change occurred.

A seven-colored Buddhist light emanated from Lingjiu Cave. Ignoring all obstacles, the light passed through the walls and cliffs, forming a halo that spread outwards.

The mosquitoes struck by the halo were like being hit by an invisible hammer, and were launched like cannonballs, crashing through the rocky walls of Lingjiu Temple and falling into the cliff outside the temple.

The mosquitoes that had been attacking Venerable Sariputra were also severely damaged, which ironically helped him escape, and the swarm of insects around him was cleared away.

The invisible repulsive force of the Buddha's light pushed all the demonic mosquitoes that had invaded Lingjiu Temple out of the temple's walls. Immediately afterwards, a golden barrier suddenly formed, covering the temple and caves on the mountaintop and blocking the path of thousands of demonic mosquitoes.

Finally, the protective array of Lingjiu Temple was activated, averting a catastrophic disaster at the last minute.

Venerable Sariputra got up somewhat dazed. His monk's robes and kasaya were now tattered and worn, like a rag.

A high-ranking monk of his caliber would be dressed in brocade and Buddhist jewels, with his kasaya and monk's robes woven from golden silk and inlaid with the seven treasures of gold, silver, lapis lazuli, coral, amber, pearl, and agate.

This monk's robe is not just gorgeous and dazzling; imbued with magical power, it appears soft and precious, but its defensive capabilities are several times stronger than the heavy armor worn by heavenly generals.

However, under the absolute force of the attack, any defense was as fragile as paper. The physical strength of the swarm of demonic mosquitoes surpassed that of a martial immortal at the Golden Immortal level, and their claws were as hard and sharp as refined steel and jade. In a short while, they were surrounded and attacked, taking no less than a thousand fierce blows. The fact that the Buddhist cassock and monk's robe still had some remnants left proved that the treasure was quite extraordinary.

After catching his breath, Venerable Sariputra was able to slightly alleviate the injuries he had sustained from being beaten, and the countless tiny cracks on his golden body gradually healed.

"Senior brother, are you alright?"

When Venerable Upali called from behind, Venerable Sariputra came to his senses. Turning around, he saw that Venerable Upali was also dressed in rags, his precious robe torn into shreds, clearly having just gone through a fierce battle.

"What's going on? This time, the attacking demonic insects are ridiculously strong!"

Upali said with lingering fear, "It took me thirty moves to kill the first mosquito that rushed into the cave. Each one that came after it was stronger than the last. The entire group of monks guarding the cave was wiped out in no time. If it weren't for the powerful spiritual will left by the Buddha when he attained enlightenment in the cave, which protected me with my eight-zhang golden body at the critical moment, I wouldn't have had time to activate the magic array."

The reason these two Buddhist venerables chose martial arts to fight the elite demonic mosquitoes was because their physical bodies had reached the strength of the Golden Immortal realm, rendering most magical spells and supernatural powers ineffective.

Just like Sun Wukong, he was tied to the Execution Platform, and a group of gods took turns to execute him. Strike by lightning, burn by fire, drown by water, freeze by ice, and stab by flying swords were all like tickling him. They couldn't even hurt a single monkey hair.

The Venerable Sariputra's opening Vajra Lion's Roar technique failed to inflict area damage, leading him to preliminarily conclude that the physical strength of this wave of demonic mosquitoes had all reached the Golden Immortal realm.

To deal with a Golden Immortal, one either needs to have a powerful magic weapon, such as the Purple Gold Gourd, the Immortal Binding Rope, the Cymbals, the Heaven-Turning Seal, or the Sea-Stabilizing Pearl, or one needs to possess the ultimate supernatural power that only top-tier experts can unleash, such as the Universe in the Sleeve of the Ancestor of Earth Immortals or the World in the Palm of the Buddha.

Otherwise, the only option would be to unleash his ultimate martial arts skills and engage in a direct, real battle to have any chance of killing them. Therefore, in the later parts of the Monkey King's journey to the West, hand-to-hand combat takes up a large portion of the story, and many powerful demons are killed by him with his staff.

Wen Rui developed this post-death pheromone experience inheritance system by taking into account the characteristics of battles between Golden Immortals and utilizing the group behavior of insects.

This system can quickly elevate each elite mosquito to the level of a Golden Immortal in melee combat, where it can trade one-for-one with anyone, no matter how strong they are.

In the primordial world, there is a saying that "immortals are everywhere and golden immortals are as common as dogs," but this is just an exaggeration. The number of golden immortals in the Three Realms is definitely less than the number of dogs. Even if you count Arhats as golden immortals, the number of golden immortals in the Heavenly Court and the Western Paradise combined would hardly exceed a thousand.

The number of elite mosquitoes far exceeded a thousand. Even though Mosquito Daoist suffered great losses after the destruction of the Taishan Insect Nest, he had managed to gather tens of thousands of them over the past few years before daring to launch this surprise attack on the Western Church's holy land.

Unlike Brunhda Temple, Lingjiu Temple did not gather a large number of believers. Instead, it stationed two groups of 108 warrior monks with an average level above Arhat, employing a strategy of focusing on key defenses with elite troops.

This place is where Buddha attained enlightenment, so it is not easy to be tainted by worldly affairs. Moreover, the living environment is extremely harsh at the top of the mountain, and ordinary believers cannot live a normal life here.

The two groups of Arhat warrior monks possessed combat power far exceeding that of the hundreds of thousands of believers who were empowered by the Vajra's might. Their protective mountain formations, blessed by the Buddha's will, also had defensive capabilities far surpassing those of ordinary temples.

The two Venerable Ones originally thought that Lingjiu Cave was impregnable, but they never expected that in the sudden battle, both groups of monks would be wiped out in the short time it takes for an incense stick to burn. Only the two of them remained in the entire temple, and the sacred place was just a little bit away from being captured.

Astonished by the power of the attacking demonic mosquitoes, the two Venerables were also filled with lingering fear. A Buddhist treasure was stored in the Lingjiu Cave, and it seemed that the demonic mosquitoes' surprise attack was aimed at that treasure.

If the treasure falls into the hands of the demons, and the sacred site where Buddha attained enlightenment is defiled and destroyed, it will be a heavy blow to the Western Sect. Even if they perish on the spot, they will still be guilty and their sins will be unforgivable.

Beyond the golden barrier, countless elite demonic mosquitoes unleashed their seemingly familiar martial arts techniques, fiercely attacking the great formation. Each strike was executed with exquisite skill and extremely concentrated power, causing the great formation to shimmer with golden light and consuming mana at an alarming rate.

If that burst of seven-colored Buddhist light had shone on an ordinary demon, the immeasurable Buddhist power contained within would have been enough to ignite karmic fire and burn the demon to death on the spot.

However, of the elite demonic mosquitoes that were previously pushed out of Lingjiu Temple by the Buddha's light, only a few were instantly annihilated. The remaining demonic mosquitoes seemed to have found a way to resist the Buddha's light, skillfully dissipating the impact. Their bodies also grew patches of black scales to neutralize the scorching heat of the Buddha's light, greatly reducing the severity of their injuries.

As long as they are not dead, their self-healing speed is astonishing. They quickly recover completely and charge forward again with renewed vigor.

"Amitabha, are these beasts still demons from the mortal realm? Even the formless demons that attacked Buddha when he was enlightened were no more than this, right? There are tens of thousands of them outside, and each one's strength and martial arts level are no less than yours or mine. How can we, with just the mountain-protecting formation, defend Lingjiu Cave?"

Venerable Sariputra looked at the demonic insects crawling all over the shield dome and felt a chill run down his spine. His voice trembled, and he completely lost his pure and perfect mind.

(End of this chapter)