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

The white-haired old man rapidly absorbed the spiritual energy of heaven and earth gathered in the mountains.

A colossal sword, reaching to the heavens, instantly materialized before the old man, pointing directly at the Buddha.

Seeing the white-haired old man strike head-on, the Buddha dared not be careless, and the Dharma image behind him became even more solid.

In an instant, the two collided, the Buddha's image and the white-haired old man's towering sword clashing against each other.

The surrounding spiritual energy of heaven and earth frantically converged towards the two of them. At the same time, the white-haired old man's giant sword gradually began to tremble, and the Buddha's Dharma form gradually became illusory.

A moment later, a surge of energy shot up between the two of them.

The white-haired old man and the Buddha instantly coughed up blood and shot backward.

At that moment, the colossal sword that reached the heavens and the image of Buddha disappeared between the two of them.

Their all-out attack resulted in both of them suffering heavy losses.

The figures of the white-haired old man and the Buddha had already been swept into the mountain by the violent impact.

With a sudden tremor, the two emerged rapidly from within the mountain.

"Buddha, shall we stop fighting here?"

The white-haired old man was no longer as composed as before; his white robe was now stained red with blood, and he looked utterly disheveled.

Of course, the Buddha was in no better shape at this time, with blood still flowing from the corner of his mouth.

Upon hearing this, the Buddha looked solemnly at the white-haired old man before him, pondering to himself.

At this point, the two were clearly evenly matched, and neither could gain the upper hand.

If they continued fighting, the only outcome would be the deaths of both of them.

But if he gave up now, the Buddha would feel somewhat unwilling, and what would become of the losses suffered by the Great Thunderclap Temple tonight?

However, if they don't stop, continuing the fight will be pointless, and the losses to the Great Thunderclap Temple will be irreversible.

At this point, the only solution is to wait for the arrival of the many masters from the Great Thunderclap Temple.

Only when soldiers face soldiers and generals face generals will there be a chance to recover the losses.

With this thought in mind, the Buddha turned and immediately left to await the arrival of the masters from the Great Thunderclap Temple.

However, inside the Great Thunderclap Temple at this moment, earth-shattering shouts of battle had already risen.

Less than a quarter of an hour after the Buddha left, Zhao Gao arrived with the Zhenwu Division and experts from the Great Xia royal family.

At this moment, after an hour of fighting, the entire Great Thunderclap Temple was in ruins, with scenes of battle everywhere.

Inside the backyard of the Great Thunderclap Temple, once Zhao Gao withdrew the black killing intent that had enveloped the entire backyard behind him, it signified the complete end of the battle within the Great Thunderclap Temple.

"Clean up the battlefield! Transport all gold and silver treasures back home!"

At Zhao Gao's shout, the people inside the Great Thunderclap Temple immediately sprang into action.

The Trapped Camp was responsible for guarding the outside, while the City Guard was responsible for cleaning up the battlefield and collecting all the corpses left behind in the battle.

The remaining Zhenwu Division personnel, along with royal experts, began searching for any possible hidden chambers.

With the gold and silver treasures accumulated by the Great Thunder Temple over the past hundred years, they are certainly not to be underestimated.

As time passed, a sense of unease gradually arose in the Buddha's heart after he had calmed down.

At this moment, when the Buddha recalled the brocade pouch that had inexplicably appeared in the Great Thunderclap Temple, his unease grew even stronger.

Without giving it much time to think, the Buddha immediately set off for the direction of the Great Thunderclap Temple, intending to join the many masters there.

As they traveled to the border between the Great Xia and the Great Zhou, at the foot of Mount Zhulao, a sense of unease grew stronger.

Upon arriving at this place, the Buddha became even more certain that something must have happened at the Great Thunderclap Temple.

The location of Mount Zulao is only a hundred miles away from the Great Thunderclap Temple. Given the speed of the experts from the Great Thunderclap Temple, it is absolutely impossible that they have not arrived here yet.

At this moment, there is only one possibility: something has happened inside the Great Thunder Temple.

With this thought in mind, the Buddha was about to set off for the Great Thunderclap Temple when two people suddenly appeared in front of and behind him.

"It has been many days since we last met. Buddha, is there anything you wish to say to this old man?"

"Xia Yunchuan?"

Upon hearing this, the Buddha was startled. When he met the Great Xia Ancestor, the Buddha already knew his own fate.

"The person behind him must be the mysterious head of the Zhenwu Division!"

"The Chief of the Zhenwu Division greets Your Excellency!"

Upon hearing this, Donghuang Taiyi nodded slightly. In any case, a master of the same level is still worthy of respect.

Even when the Buddha was dying, neither the Great Xia Ancestor nor the Eastern Emperor Taiyi insulted him.

"I suppose this was also the work of that junior!"

"The secret pouch from the Great Thunderclap Temple was also released by the people of Great Xia!"

"What a brilliant plan to use one tiger to devour another!" the Buddha exclaimed in praise.

Less than a month after Xia Taige's birth, the once-powerful nation of China has fallen to such a state, which is truly astonishing.

After returning to the Great Thunderclap Temple, the Buddha sent people to investigate Xia Taige thoroughly.

After learning about it, the Buddha realized that there must be another unknown force under his command.

Even considering the Zhenwu Division that has already been exposed, Buddha truly doesn't know how these experts would willingly serve him.

Recalling what the leader of the cult said, perhaps this is the chosen one.

"The Great Thunder Temple often says, 'You reap what you sow.'"

"If the Great Thunderclap Temple had not been wasting people's money and resources everywhere, intending to cause chaos in the world and fool the people, but instead had been a true Buddhist sect, how could it have ended up in this state!"

"Even with more manpower by then, we'll still be helpless against the Great Thunderclap Temple!"

"What you did today, you are reaping today!"

The old man from the Great Xia Dynasty shook his head and looked at the Buddha with a sigh.

Judging from the age of the Great Xia Ancestor, he must have known the Buddha when he was young, otherwise he would not have made such a remark.

The Buddha simply smiled and showed no regret.

"The victor is king, the loser is villain; there's no need to say more!"

Upon hearing this, the Great Xia Ancestor nodded calmly and said earnestly:

"In that case, please, Buddha, continue on your journey!"

After saying this, the Great Xia Ancestor and Donghuang Taiyi joined forces, mobilizing the spiritual energy of heaven and earth to move towards the Buddha.

Seeing this, the Buddha decisively and once again frantically mobilized the spiritual energy of heaven and earth within his body.

In an instant, a gigantic Dharma image appeared on the mountains of Zulao Mountain.

Although the Buddha knew he was no match for the two, he wanted to die a glorious death, even if it meant dying in a spectacular way.

Upon seeing this, the Great Xia Ancestor and Donghuang Taiyi immediately stopped holding back.

The next moment, countless stars gradually appeared above the Dharma image. The stars twinkled, and their light shone on the Dharma image, causing its body to gradually bend.

Seeing this, the Great Xia Ancestor gradually gathered the spiritual energy of heaven and earth within his body towards his fingertips, condensing it into a single point. As the spiritual energy of heaven and earth flowed further towards his fingertips, the light at his fingertips became increasingly dazzling, faintly comparable to the starry sky above.

In an instant, the Great Xia Ancestor gently pointed, gathering the spiritual energy of heaven and earth at his fingertips and sending it straight towards the Dharma Image.

The spiritual energy of heaven and earth passed through the Dharma image without any hindrance.

The next moment, the enormous Dharma image vanished among the mountains.

Thus, the hegemon of the Chinese mainland fell.