I'm Dreaming of a Journey to the West

"The dignified Buddhas of Mount Lingshan are sneaking around like mice. How disgraceful!" Li Chen's words exploded in the air like thunder, instantly breaking the originally joyful atmosphere.

Everyone looked at Li Chen in astonishment, with expressions of disbelief on their faces. They obviously did not expect him to say such a thing at this time. However, something even more surprising was yet to come.

Li Chen's lips curled up slightly, revealing a faint smile. He then gently circulated the mana within his body. In an instant, a powerful force surged out like a surging wave, rushing straight towards the Lingshan Buddhas who were trying to escape.

The Buddhas of Lingshan sensed the approach of this force and were terrified. They desperately tried to break free and flee the scene. However, their efforts were in vain. Li Chen's magic power gripped them tightly like an iron clamp, making them unable to move at all.

Then, with a loud bang, the Buddhas of Lingshan were thrown to the ground, as if the entire earth was shaking. This sudden change left everyone present dumbfounded, and for a moment they forgot to react.

Everyone's gaze shifted as the Lingshan Buddhas fell. When they saw the scene clearly, their shock was beyond words. It turned out that these Lingshan Buddhas had actually taken advantage of everyone's joy to sneak away!

The fleeing Buddhas of Mount Lingshan felt as if their bodies were being pressed down by a mountain, completely unable to move. The invisible pressure was like a thick spider web, tightly enveloping them, leaving them with nowhere to escape.

As their bodies violently collided with the ground, the Buddhas of Lingshan let out painful howls. Their bodies rolled on the ground, their bodies in a state of disarray, forming a sharp contrast to their previous lofty image.

Seeing this scene, the Jiejiao disciples, already resentful of the Lingshan Buddhas, were instantly agitated. Their breathing became unusually rapid, their eyes crimson, as if spitting fire. Each one clenched his fists, radiating a strong murderous aura as he stared intently at the Lingshan Buddhas, as if ready to charge and rip them to pieces at any moment.

After all, the Jie Sect suffered a heavy blow during the Conferred Gods War a thousand years ago! Back then, the Jie Sect was a powerful force with numerous disciples, but it was savagely attacked and severely weakened by a combination of forces from the Western Sect, the predecessor of Buddhism, and the Chan Sect. Now, a thousand years later, when these former enemies—the hypocritical Buddhas of Mount Lingshan—reappear before their eyes, how can the Jie Sect disciples not be furious?

Looking at the excited and indignant disciples of Jiejiao, Tongtian Patriarch knew that if he did not stop them in time, a fierce conflict would be inevitable. So, he stepped forward without hesitation and stopped them.

"Dear disciples of Jiejiao, please be patient!"

Tongtian Patriarch shouted loudly, his voice like a bell, echoing among the crowd, "Regarding the disposal of these Lingshan Buddhas, I think it is more appropriate to leave it to Li Chen. After all, these Lingshan Buddhas are now Li Chen's captives!"

Tongtian Patriarch's words calmed the Jiejiao disciples' emotions a little. They began to whisper and discuss among themselves, obviously a little surprised by Tongtian Patriarch's proposal.

Tongtian Patriarch secretly breathed a sigh of relief when he saw everyone's reaction. He continued to shout loudly to the Jiejiao disciples, explaining his ideas, while occasionally looking in the direction of Li Chen, as if observing Li Chen's reaction.

"Alright! Since Master Tongtian is so kind, I will accept it!"

Li Chen nodded slightly to show that he was willing to accept the kindness of Master Tongtian. Li Chen came step by step to the front of the Buddhas of Lingshan. At this moment, the Buddhas of Lingshan were looking at Li Chen who was walking towards them step by step with horror on their faces!

"Li Chen! You...you are so cruel!" Buddha Tathagata's face was full of horror and his voice was trembling, as if he had seen the end of the world. He could not imagine what kind of inhumane means Li Chen would use to torture himself.

The other Buddhas of Lingshan also felt as if their souls had been sucked out of them, their hearts dead. Faced with Li Chen's powerful strength, they had lost the courage to resist or escape, and could only watch helplessly as Li Chen pronounced their fate.

Li Chen stood there, like an unshakable mountain. His voice was cold and majestic, as if it came from the Nine Netherworlds of Hell. "Buddhas of Lingshan, as disciples of Buddhism, you should be compassionate and save all living beings. However, you have protected demons, slaughtered innocent people, and conspired to provoke a great catastrophe. Such evil deeds deserve death!"

He paused, then continued, "But I, mindful of the Heaven's compassion for life, will render the following judgment upon you today: First, I will abolish your cultivation, forsaking all your hopes for immortality and Buddhahood; second, I will exile all of you to the otherworldly Lion Country, where you will endure the eternal suffering of being devoured by the three demons of Lion Ridge: the Blue Lion, the White Elephant, and the Great Peng!"

Li Chen's words resounded like thunder in the ears of the Buddhas. They stared with wide eyes, their faces filled with disbelief. However, they knew that what Li Chen said was not empty talk. With his strength, he was fully capable of doing all this.

The reason Li Chen didn't kill or torture them himself wasn't because he was soft-hearted, but because he felt these hypocritical gods and Buddhas weren't worth his personal attention. Killing or torturing them would only dirty his hands. So, he decided to let these Lingshan Buddhas take the place of the people of Shituo who were supposed to be killed, bearing the despair and pain of being devoured!

"no, do not want!"

When Tathagata Buddha heard Li Chen's verdict, he said in horror that he knew about what Li Chen had said before about the citizens of Lion Camel Country being massacred by the three monsters of Lion Camel Ridge, but he just didn't care why?

On the one hand, he did this to add to the suffering of Tang Monk and his disciples to make a total of eighty-one difficulties, and on the other hand, he did this to please the descendant of the phoenix, that is, to recognize his uncle, the golden-winged Roc.

Li Chen's figure resembled a demonic demon rising from the depths of hell, emanating a chilling aura. He raised his left hand expressionlessly, as if it were a demonic hand that controlled life and death. With his movement, a powerful magical force surged through him like a surging wave.

This magical power, like a black torrent, quickly enveloped the bodies of the Buddhas of Lingshan, as well as the souls of the four great Bodhisattvas, five hundred Arhats, and three thousand Jie Di gods who had long been slain by him, Fairy Furong, and the others. These once almighty gods, faced with this formidable force, were powerless to resist and were instantly devoured.

However, Li Chen's methods didn't stop there. He then wiped out the gods' cultivation, completely depriving them of their extraordinary powers. After this, he forcibly extracted the gods' souls and wills, discarding them like useless garbage, and without hesitation injected them into the bodies of the citizens of the Lion Country who were destined for brutal slaughter.

Li Chen showed his compassion to the citizens of the Lion Country who came from another world. He used his magic power to create a new dimension that the demons could not detect.

In this dimension, the citizens of Lion Country continued to live peacefully and happily, as if the slaughter in another dimension had nothing to do with them. They could communicate normally with the outside world, and the outside world could come to them to trade and sell goods, without having to endure the danger of demonic slaughter.

It was equivalent to Li Chen creating a group of people with bodies exactly the same as the citizens of the Lion Country as instruments of torture to punish the Buddhas of Lingshan, making them suffer the pain of being ruthlessly slaughtered.

Yet, beyond this dimension, the fate of the Buddhas of Mount Lingshan was drastically different. In another dimension of this world, the once peaceful and tranquil Lion Country was suddenly enveloped by a dense, dark cloud. Evil winds arose, howling across the land, bringing endless fear and despair. Blood-red rain fell from the sky, a curse from the heavens upon this land.

At that moment, the golden-winged Roc spread its massive wings, and the golden feathers on its wings rained down mercilessly like a sharp rain of swords. Wherever this rain of swords passed, the citizens of the Lion Country, whose souls had been replaced by the Buddhas of Lingshan, fell down screaming, and their blood dyed the ground red.