I have been bound in a forbidden place for five hundred years. Why are you crying when I am a casual

"How is it now?"

Do you know what the situation is like outside?

"Has the Tianyuan Sword Sect retreated? Haven't they retreated yet?"

"..."

Behind the city wall of Buddha Light, in the heart of the Buddhist kingdom, several eminent Buddhist monks had long lost their initial composure. Like ants on a hot pan, they kept pressing Master Huixuan for answers.

no way.

Ever since Huixuan began using his methods to make the mortals in Pudu Temple treat all intruders as adversaries, Master Huixuan has remained seated cross-legged, never uttering a single word, and his hands have never stopped moving.

Such actions are hard to accept no matter how you look at them.

really.

Just as everyone was filled with worry, Master Huixuan opened his eyes, his face grim, and said:

"The Sword Sect has not retreated!"

These four simple words struck like a bolt from the blue, causing all the high monks to feel a jolt in their hearts and prompting them to ask:

Are you sure there are no errors?

"How can you be so sure the Sword Sect hasn't retreated?"

"Could the sensor be malfunctioning?"

They were truly unwilling to accept this reality, but unfortunately, Master Huixuan simply shook his head:

"Although I can't see the specific situation, I can sense that the number of ordinary believers in our Buddhist kingdom is decreasing. Such a rate of decrease is definitely not caused by self-destruction, but by large-scale mass killings."

"This means that not only have they not retreated, they are probably heading towards us."

Upon hearing this, the eminent monks finally lost their composure:

"Damn it, why isn't he retreating? There are so many mortals, does he really intend to kill them all? Aren't they afraid of damaging their Dao hearts, afraid that this massacre will destroy their very foundations?"

"Those are all mortals. He, a dignified Sword Saint, keeps saying he wants to protect the vast universe, but he actually intends to attack mortals. There are over a million mortals here! When did their Sword Sect start acting like this?"

"Damn it, damn it, these hypocritical bastards, they keep talking about doing this for Haoyu, but what's the difference between them and the Demon Sect?"

"..."

These Buddhist monks were all sharp-tongued and righteous, as if the Sword Sect's slaughter of mortals was a unilateral choice made by the Sword Sect and had nothing to do with them.

But actually?

If they truly cared about mortals, they would never have allowed these mortals to become stepping stones for the Sword Sect, much less manipulated them to self-destruct and form a river of flesh and blood!

However, these things were clearly not within their consideration.

They are afraid.

Upon hearing the news that the Sword Sect had not retreated, no one could remain calm.

after all.

That's the Tianyuan Sword Sect!

That was the world's number one swordsman!

"What's the panic? A thousand years ago, the Sword Saint was no longer capable of truly conquering my Buddhist Kingdom. Now, a thousand years later, my Western Desert Buddhist Kingdom is no longer what it used to be. So what if the Sword Sect hasn't retreated? So what if the Sword Saint really comes to kill us?"

"If they dare to come, then we'll just leave them here and make sure they never leave!"

At the critical moment, it was Master Huilü who spoke up and interrupted the mournful wailing of the crowd.

But it's obvious.

The formidable reputation of the Heavenly Abyss Sword Saint was a huge threat to the entire Western Desert Buddhist Kingdom. He could not appease them with just a few words. At least, Hui Lu glanced at the crowd and saw that their eyes were still filled with fear and panic.

Fortunately, they at least quieted down.

"It cannot be denied that the damage Yin Ruozhuo caused to our Western Desert Buddhist Kingdom back then was indeed great enough that even now, you still have lingering fears about him, and have even reached the point of being overly suspicious."

"But have you forgotten that our initial goal was to kill the Sword Saint and eradicate the Heavenly Abyss Sword Sect?"

“But we failed…” someone said dejectedly.

"What's there to be afraid of if we fail? Didn't we plan for a failure beforehand?" Huilu asked, her eyes wide.

The man shrank back, but still said, "They said that... but it was agreed before that even if we failed, the Heavenly Abyss Sword Sect wouldn't dare to attack us at a time like this... Who would have thought that the Sword Saint would actually come..."

This remark drew nods of agreement from many people.

Enraged, Master Huilü nearly struck out and killed this disloyal fool on the spot. He let out a heavy snort and pointed to the Great Wall of Buddha Light in front of the crowd:

"Have you all forgotten that our Buddhist Kingdom is well prepared? Do you really think we're afraid of Yin Ruozhuo?"

"Even if he were to actually come to this Listening Hall, we would still have ways to kill him on the spot. Just look at this Buddhist light wall in front of us; it's definitely not something a Sword Saint could destroy. The Pure Land of Bliss isn't just about how strong a Sword Saint is!"

Ok?

Yes...yes!

Everyone was stunned for a moment, then suddenly came to their senses. They were indeed stunned by the Sword Sect's series of unexpected choices, which was why they panicked as if the sky had fallen. But if they thought about it carefully...

The advantage is still on their side!

"Yes, yes, those mortals, those mortal believers, are not just for them to increase their killing. The more they kill, the more blood we believers shed, and the stronger the walls of the Buddha Light Temple will become, even to the point of being unbreakable!"

"If they don't retreat and instead slaughter mortals, they will only bring disaster upon themselves. At that time, let alone Yin Ruozhuo being just a cultivator of the Vast Universe, even if a real immortal came, they would be helpless!"

"So what if he's a sword saint? He's already walked into the trap we've set for him, and there's only one outcome: he'll die in the Buddhist Kingdom!"

"This is not a disaster at all, but rather a golden opportunity for our Buddhist kingdom to break free from its shackles!"

"..."

That's human nature. People can panic because of an invincible reputation, but they can also regain their composure and confidence when they see hope.

"A bunch of idiots who actually have the nerve to call themselves Buddhist monks. It seems that after dealing with the Tianyuan Sword Sect, we'll have to replace these useless people with a new batch."

Master Huilü observed the reactions of the crowd and muttered to himself. He glanced at Master Huixuan, who seemed to have noticed and nodded at him.

Obviously.

The two eminent Buddhist monks had already made a decision in their hearts at this moment.

However, none of that matters. The most urgent task is to deal with the formidable opponent, the Heavenly Abyss Sword Sect. Master Huixuan waved his hand, and his cassock billowed wildly.

"Activate the Reincarnation Prison Suppression Formation!"

"The flesh and souls of mortal believers have filled the Buddha wall with 'karma,' and now is the time to transform it into 'Buddha's flame for salvation.'"

"The more bloodshed Yin Ruozhuo inflicts, the fiercer the backlash from his karmic fire will be. If he truly dares to bring such overwhelming bloodshed to the Holy Truth... this will be the Asura field where his Dao heart collapses, his sword breaks, and he dies!"

The eminent monks responded in unison, and the chaos dispersed.

Each returned to its designated position.

The chanting resumed, but this time it was no longer the peaceful chanting; instead, it carried a resounding, sacrificial rhythm. The underground veins at the heart of the Buddhist kingdom began to hum, and countless golden runes spread upwards from the base of the Buddha-light city walls.

Like living meridians, it greedily absorbed the blood and wails of the dead that permeated the entire Pudu Temple.

This is the method they intend to use to counter the Sword Saint.

If the Sword Saint dares to kill his followers, every dead follower will become a weapon for their Buddhist kingdom to strike back at the Sword Saint. They will then use their followers as raw materials, not only sending them to the Sword Sect for slaughter but also for them to self-destruct. Even if they die in self-destruction, they will still become part of the Buddhist kingdom.

Nobody thought there was anything wrong with it.

After all, everything in this world comes at a price. It's impossible to expect the people of those Buddhist kingdoms to live a life of comfort without paying anything in return.

"The formation is complete. Now it's up to you, Master Huixuan." As the wailing souls gathered on the Buddhist wall, Master Huilu turned his gaze to Huixuan.

"Don't worry," Master Huixuan said with a confident smile.

"Although I cannot investigate the specific situation within the Universal Salvation Realm because of the Pure Land of Ultimate Bliss, and I cannot even determine the strength of this Buddha Wall, I can always sense the life and death of those mortals."

“I can see that these Buddhist believers are still dying in large numbers. At this rate, by the time they reach the outskirts of the city…”

"Even a sword saint could not withstand this overwhelming karmic force!"

"This time."

"We'll make sure that Yin Ruozhuo never returns!"

They made thorough preparations and calculated the Sword Saint's predetermined fate.

only……

But that's exactly what I didn't expect.

At this moment, the Buddhist believers who thought they were dying in large numbers had actually not died for a long time.

And the believers they thought had disappeared were dead.

But in reality, this was overlooked.

Sometimes losing faith is also akin to the disappearance of believers...

Actually, it couldn't be considered an oversight on their part. After all, they were well-prepared, and they even spent a lot of energy just planting the self-destructing power in these mortal believers. How could they have imagined that there would be someone in this world who could break their methods?

And it was precisely because of this oversight that, in the following days, the smiles on the faces of the high-ranking monks from the Buddhist kingdom grew increasingly radiant, as Abbot Huixuan would occasionally report on the situation:

"The number of mortal believers who have died has exceeded 100,000!"

"Three hundred thousand!"

"Five hundred thousand! It's already five hundred thousand!"

"..."

These are not trivial numbers; they represent the number of mortals who have died in their eyes. However, no one cares about that. What they care about more is that the Sword Sect is doomed this time.

until……

"I can sense that the carnage is only ten miles away!"

"The Sword Saint and the others..."

"They've already come to their deaths!"