After being demoted, my 300,000-strong army trampled the imperial city!

The news of the three little devils causing havoc in the Buddhist kingdom spread like wildfire.

Upon hearing of the deeds of Hua Hua and the other two, some young talents of the Celestial Clan secretly left the Celestial Clan and joined the operation to destroy the Buddha Flower. Even some powerful individuals who originally lived in this realm but were forced to leave by the Buddha Land also joined the fray.

A single spark can start a prairie fire. Now that the Celestials, with their towering presence, are leading the way, everyone has gained courage.

"The eighteenth day of the first lunar month, an auspicious day, sorghum is carried on the stalks—"

Chen Ranran's eerie singing, accompanied by the mournful melody of the erhu, swept through yet another Buddhist city.

The music was like a hundred ghosts walking at night, the world was darkened, and the clouds were gloomy and desolate.

The aura of Buddha emanating from the monks was shattered by the music, and they were terrified and ran away as fast as they could.

"Kill!"

"Fellow martial artists, we must reclaim our homeland and expel these damned fake monks!"

Countless martial artists joined the fray, battles erupted everywhere, and the monks were quickly routed, their defeat seemingly inevitable.

Zhao Lingxiao wiped his sword and whispered, "My master said that those who follow the Way receive much help, while those who stray from the Way receive little help. The Buddhist sect has suffered this calamity, which is their own fault."

Chen Ranran said proudly, "We have spearheaded this momentous campaign to eradicate Buddhism, which is worthy of being recorded in history."

There have been many anti-Buddhist campaigns in the history of Earth, the most famous of which was Emperor Wu's suppression of Buddhism.

Buddhism does not engage in production, yet it occupies a large amount of labor and uses faith and superstition to plunder the people's property, making it the root cause of dynastic turmoil. In the current martial arts world, monks are just as despicable. In other words, these are not true monks, but greedy and violent parasites who abuse the name of Buddhism.

In just half a month, the flames of war spread from the border city of the Buddhist Kingdom to the inner city.

During this time, a Buddhist saint made a move, but was killed by a martial arts saint hidden in the shadows. This resulted in ordinary Buddhist combat power being unable to withstand the torrent of rage, while high-end combat power was killed as soon as it appeared.

Hua Hua and her two companions were also attacked by a Buddhist saint, and as a result, they were drained of their life force by a blood-red light that appeared out of nowhere.

Hua Hua suspected that Qin Hao was hiding in the shadows, after all, Qin Hao's combat power had already surpassed the ordinary.

Several days later, the martial arts alliance pushed into the Buddhist capital city in the center of this narrow strip of land.

Several great Buddhas stood atop the city wall, surveying all directions. Among them were two ancient saints, five great saints, and twenty or thirty saints. There were countless powerful beings of the rank of Grand Venerable and below. The holy Buddhas and Buddha disciples who had previously escaped from Mount Sumeru were also present.

In the last battle at Mount Sumeru, the Holy Buddha used some special means to cross the Red Bone Strait. Who would have thought that they would fight again so soon after catching their breath?

"As expected, it's that old bald monk from Little Mount Sumeru."

Hua Hua, as the jewel of the Celestial Clan, recognized the Holy Buddha.

Chen Ranran and Zhao Lingxiao had solemn expressions; the enemy of Great Xia was also their enemy.

"You all come with such force, do you intend to start a war against Buddhism?"

There was an ancient sage monk with a compassionate face.

After these words were spoken, no one dared to step forward and answer.

Ultimately, the martial arts masters in the Jianghu have no real backing; they are just taking advantage of the chaos to seek revenge. How could they dare to confront Buddhism head-on?

Seeing that no one stepped forward, Chen Ranran swayed her slender waist and stepped forward with a flirtatious air, "Hey! Old monk, you're allowing novice monks to abduct innocent women, have you no shame!"

Chen Ranran's words caused countless powerful figures to burst into laughter, each one gloating and eager to see chaos unfold.

In the past, no one dared to tear off the mask of Buddhism, but today, a lovely person has exposed the mask of Buddhism to its face. How satisfying!

The old monk remained expressionless. “Female benefactor, please do not slander my Buddha. Buddhist disciples are all bound by karmic connections. Even when we extend an invitation, it is for the sake of saving all sentient beings.”

"Pah! If you're lustful, just be lustful, why bother with fate and destiny?"

Chen Ranran started cursing as soon as she opened her mouth, and Hua Hua nodded her big head, "Ah, right, right, Ranran is right, these bald monks are hypocrites, they dare to do it but not admit it!"

"You two children, stop spouting nonsense! Do you really think our Buddhist sect dares not kill?" Another ancient, venerable monk, his muscles bulging, was extremely agitated.

Zhao Lingxiao said, "Although I am blind, I can still discern right from wrong. The actions of Buddhism in recent years are no different from those of the demonic path. Look at the poison spread in the Buddhist kingdom, the people are living in a daze, like walking corpses. The Buddhist flowers buried in the sea, countless white bones lie buried beneath. How dare you presume to claim to save all living beings?"

The boy's voice was deafening.

"Brother, you're right! The Buddhist practice of saving all sentient beings is actually leading the living into hell!"

Chen Ranran's words were still sharp and sarcastic, and her remarks drew countless laughs. The Buddhist monks all turned red in the face, their eyes sharp as razors, wishing they could skin the three of them alive.

“If these three juniors don’t back down soon, don’t blame me for being merciless.”

The manic old monk glared with murderous, bull-like eyes, ready to attack.

"Heh, you bald monk, do you think my Celestial Clan has no one to rely on?"

Two figures arrived together; it was Yue Ji and Elder Hua Yun.

Upon seeing the two appear, the powerful figures present immediately perked up, exclaiming, "They are ancient saints of the Celestial Clan!"

"The Celestial Race has descended!"

"Is it finally time to go to war against Buddhism? If so, count me in!"

"And I."

With the support of the Celestial Clan, the martial arts experts who had been floating on the screen without roots now had a backbone, and their spirits soared like bulls.

Someone reported the crimes of Buddhism to Yueji and Huayun.

For example, they would abduct their wives and daughters, and kill their children to use as fertilizer for cultivating Buddha flowers.

One incident after another, too numerous to recount, it wouldn't be an exaggeration to say they aroused the wrath of both gods and men.

Listening to everyone's lamentations, Yueji waved her sleeve and glared angrily at the great Buddhas of the capital, "Gentlemen, have you heard clearly the charges against you?"

"Moon Princess! Our Buddhist sect and the Celestial Clan have always kept to themselves. Are you going to stand up for them?!"

"The Southwest Territory is under the rule of the Celestial Clan. You so-called Buddhas do not cultivate yourselves or nurture your character, but instead spend your days stirring up trouble and causing harm. How can my Celestial Clan sit idly by? Today, either you leave this territory and go back to the Central Plains, or you all die!"

Yueji has never been good-tempered, only acting like a wise older sister in front of Chen Futu. Now that the Heavenly Clan has intervened, she will not let things go peacefully.

"Very well, since it's a war, our Buddhist sect will accompany you!"

The irritable old monk immediately stepped down, while another ancient sage monk sighed and said to the Buddhist disciple, "Send a message to Zhongzhou. We must ask the Buddha to send the Quasi-Emperor to stabilize the situation."

Upon hearing this, the Buddhist disciple disappeared into the capital city. Unexpectedly, the next second he let out a scream as his entire body was sucked into the sky by a red light and was forcibly refined in front of everyone. He cried out, "Buddhas, save me!"

"Buddha's disciple!"

The Buddhas were horrified, but it was too late to save him. The Buddha's disciple was instantly reduced to a skeleton, beyond any hope of survival.

The next second, a deafening burst of laughter erupted, "So this is what Buddhism is all about! Today, let's settle both old and new scores together."

A young man wielded the Wheel of Reincarnation, his body wreathed in crimson flames, his murderous aura overwhelming the heavens—it was Qin Hao, Chen's eldest disciple.

"It's your senior brother!"

Hua Hua excitedly waved her pink fists and yelled.