Great Xia: At the start, summon the Net of Heaven to suppress the martial arts world.

It was nearing the hour of You (5-7 PM) inside the Great Thunder Temple.

A middle-aged monk in a yellow robe with a kind face quietly opened the abbot's room.

He glanced around and, seeing no one was there, quickly slipped into the room.

Then, the middle-aged monk took out a brocade pouch from his sleeve and placed it on a conspicuous square table.

He then turned and left, leaving only the open doorway.

Not long after, the abbot of Daleiyin Temple finished his meditation and returned to his room.

Seeing the unusual door, the abbot's heart tightened, and he quickly went inside to check.

Upon entering the room, the abbot scanned the surroundings with keen eyes and noticed a brocade pouch on the square table.

Without thinking twice, the abbot stepped forward and opened the brocade pouch, where he saw:

"At the hour of Xu tonight, the Great Zhou Dynasty and the Great Shang Dynasty will jointly launch an attack on Buddhism. We hope your temple will make preparations in advance!"

Upon seeing this, the abbot was startled. Regardless of whether what was in the brocade pouch was true or false, since the person had taken such a risk to deliver this item to the room, he should also pay close attention to it.

Moreover, this is a sensitive time for Da Leiyin Temple, and the abbot is aware of the situation. Otherwise, he would not have specifically ordered other temples to transport their gold and silver treasures back to Da Leiyin Temple.

The more he thought about it, the more likely it seemed. Immediately, the abbot no longer hesitated and sped off towards the back of the mountain.

Not long after, a figure soared into the sky from the back mountain and sped southward from above the Great Thunderclap Temple.

Immediately afterwards, an alarm bell rang inside the Great Thunder Temple.

Upon hearing the sound, everyone in the Great Thunderclap Temple gathered in the square without hesitation.

Although this matter is very likely to be a false alarm, the Great Thunder Temple will not choose to sit idly by, even if there is the slightest possibility that it has happened.

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In a mountain range surrounding the capital of the Great Zhou Dynasty, the experts of the Great Zhou royal family were all ready.

Within the territory of the Great Zhou Dynasty, the two largest temples, Lingshan Temple and Lingqing Temple, were located here.

Because of its proximity to the capital of the Great Zhou Dynasty, the Great Thunder Temple naturally chose to locate its two largest temples here.

Everyone knows that there are many high-ranking officials and nobles in the capital, and their wealth must be considerable.

The Great Thunder Temple knew this, and so did the Great Zhou Dynasty.

Therefore, Emperor Zhou fired his first shot at Lingshan Temple and Lingqing Temple.

Even if things change in the future, this battle will still bring in a lot of money.

As time passed, at the hour of Xu (7-9 PM), the experts of the Great Zhou royal family, who had been hiding at the foot of the mountain, moved upon receiving the order and immediately launched attacks on the two temples.

A curfew has been imposed in the capital of the Great Zhou Dynasty.

Just like in the Great Xia Dynasty, the streets of the entire capital were filled with patrolling troops, and no one was allowed to step out of their house for any reason.

The strict military orders caused the people of the capital to keep their doors and windows tightly shut, making it difficult even for powerful families to take advantage of the situation to plan anything.

Inside the imperial palace in the capital.

Emperor Zhou sat facing an old man with white hair, each holding a white piece and the other a black piece, playing a game of chess.

Emperor Zhou knew that the Great Thunderclap Temple would not let the matter rest tonight, so he simply invited the reclusive patriarch out.

The two waited early in the palace for the arrival of the Buddha from the Great Thunder Temple.

However, compared to the white-haired old man, Emperor Zhou was clearly somewhat distracted at this moment.

On the chessboard in front of them, the white pieces were struggling and could be swallowed up by the black pieces at any moment.

Sure enough, a moment later, as the old man placed a black piece, the white pieces were instantly defeated.

The game ended, and the white-haired old man put down the black pieces in his hand. Looking at the distracted Zhou Emperor before him, he spoke softly:

"An emperor should be able to remain calm even if a mountain collapses before him. Now that the plan is in place, we cannot let this matter become a source of worry."

"The matter has already begun; continuing to dwell on it will only cause unnecessary trouble and be futile!"

Upon hearing this, Emperor Zhou looked ashamed.

That makes sense. Although he has been on the throne for many years, this is the first time that Emperor Zhou has experienced an operation targeting the forces of the Land Immortal Realm.

Feeling somewhat aggrieved, I couldn't help but consider the possible changes that might occur during the planning process.

"Thank you for your guidance, Ancestor!" Emperor Zhou stood up and respectfully bowed to the old man in gratitude.

Seeing the Zhou Emperor's receptive expression, the white-haired old man nodded. Just as he was about to say something, he sensed that the spiritual energy of heaven and earth suddenly became chaotic.

"The person has arrived!" Before Emperor Zhou could react, the white-haired old man left behind a sentence and disappeared from the hall.

At the same time, an old man with white hair suddenly appeared in front of the Buddha at the Great Thunder Temple in the sky above the capital of the Great Zhou Dynasty.

"Please, Buddha, stop here!"

"The Great Zhou Dynasty has a lot of nerve!"

Upon hearing this, the Buddha glared angrily at the white-haired old man blocking his way, and with a roar, he immediately mobilized the spiritual energy of heaven and earth and struck him with a palm.

After striking out with his palm, the Buddha did not pause at all, bypassing the white-haired old man and heading straight for Lingshan Temple in the south of the capital.

The Buddha knew in his heart that there was no point in getting entangled with the old man at this moment.

But the white-haired old man was unwilling. He casually took the Buddha's palm strike, then changed his posture to block the Buddha's path. At the same time, he mobilized the spiritual energy of heaven and earth to attack the Buddha.

Helpless, the Buddha had no choice but to take the hit, fighting and retreating towards Lingshan Temple.

Before long, the battlefield between the two gradually reached a distance of several miles from Lingshan Temple.

At this moment, the Buddha, who was fighting the white-haired old man, clearly sensed a surge of blood energy rising into the sky from the direction of Lingshan Temple.

Seeing this, the Buddha was filled with uncontrollable rage. How could the Buddha be willing to let someone's chance to attain enlightenment be cut off?

The look in their eyes as they stared at the white-haired old man in front of them turned murderous.

At this moment, the Buddha held nothing back, frantically mobilizing the spiritual energy of heaven and earth within his body, disregarding the damage caused by the surge of spiritual energy.

Behind the Buddha, a giant image ten zhang tall was formed by the mobilization of spiritual energy.

The Buddha's image stretched out his right hand and slapped the white-haired old man sharply.

"Old thief, suffer death!"

The white-haired old man looked solemnly at the image of Buddha behind him.

Seeing the Dharma Image attacking, the white-haired old man retreated rapidly, choosing not to withstand the attack head-on.

When Faxiang struck with his palm, the spot where the white-haired old man had been standing instantly turned into a huge crater.

A deafening roar echoed outside the capital, causing the surrounding mountains to tremble.

After the white-haired old man created some distance, a giant sword quickly materialized in front of him, gradually solidifying. Then, the giant sword shot towards the Buddha's image behind him like a bolt of lightning.

Seeing this, the Buddha struck out with another palm, slapping down the rapidly approaching white giant sword. Then, with another loud bang, another huge crater was left behind.

Seeing that the white-haired old man was moving too fast, the Buddha simply abandoned him and headed straight for Lingshan Temple with his Dharma image behind him.

Upon seeing this, the white-haired old man frowned. Helpless, he could only stand in front of the Buddha and block his path.

Faced with such a high level of spiritual power, the white-haired old man dared not hold back in the slightest, and frantically mobilized the spiritual energy of heaven and earth within his body.