Imperial henchmen? Never been struck by the sword of the Six Doors (a secret police agency).

Amidst the ruins of the Great Thunderclap Temple, the Taoist and Buddhist soldiers exchanged glances.

Although everyone was filled with murderous intent, they did not attack each other.

They also realized that the battle between Zhenwu and Tathagata was about to come to an end.

Their next task is to figure out what to do after this incident.

For the Buddhist patriarch, Manjushri is still alive, and the Great Thunderclap Temple still has a chance of survival.

They were unaware that Manjushri had already planned to pass away peacefully.

As for the Taoist ancestor, Buddhism is still a major threat, and he needs to start planning a suppression strategy when he returns.

Although their plan to attract people to the Great Thunder Temple failed.

However, the Taoist sect is also currently holding a celebration, and they need to prevent the Buddhist sect from interfering.

On the field, for a moment, only Zhenwu and Tathagata remained locked in a fierce battle.

......

Time passed, and on the eighth day, the first rays of dawn appeared.

The power emanating from both sides grew stronger and stronger, and every move they made shook the heavens and the earth.

The Taoist and Buddhist realms have already begun to spread their influence.

This time, the North Gate was completely blocked, and it retreated more than a hundred miles.

He could feel that the final, desperate strike was about to come.

Seeing this, the other Martial Venerables also quickly retreated. This oppressive aura made Yin Tang's expression unusually serious.

At this moment, Zhenwu was covered in Taoist inscriptions, while Tathagata was imbued with Buddhist essence.

Manjushri looked at the familiar scene and sighed inwardly.

Back then, their clash that day resulted in the complete annihilation of Mount Ling.

Mount Ling is a treasure land favored by the earth's veins, but even the earth's veins at that time were scattered in the aftermath of the battle between the two.

This is the power of a Martial Venerable.

"Xuanwu."

Zhenwu looked at Tathagata, a hint of relief flashing in his eyes.

As the Demon-Subduing Emperor unleashed his punch, the Starry Night Black Tortoise awakened behind him, and the pressure of one of the Four Spirits directly suppressed the Buddhist runes.

"Tathagata".

Tathagata looked at Zhenwu and smiled, then countered with a palm strike of his own.

This palm strike caused the true image of the Buddha to appear behind Tathagata.

The Buddha's shadow also unleashed a palm strike, aiming to suppress Xuanwu.

Five steps... three steps... two steps.

"You bald thief, you are doomed to die today."

"You old man, you die too."

The two looked at each other, memories flashing in their eyes. The last words they had angrily cursed each other before they fought desperately back then still echoed in their ears.

As their thoughts settled, the two simultaneously threw punches and palm strikes.

Even though the North Gate had retreated more than a hundred miles, it was still shaken and its energy surged.

“This…” Then, Bei Menjue stared at the distant scenery, stunned.

The mountains that had been leveled were beginning to recover at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Then, the spiritual mountain, which had lost its spiritual energy, became full of spiritual energy again.

The Great Thunderclap Temple slowly recovered, but its Buddhist essence gradually dissipated under the suppression of the Daoist aura.

Zhenwu and Tathagata looked directly at each other and smiled.

They perished together, causing the earth's veins to be dispersed.

This time, the world is at its most prosperous, and the people live in peace and contentment. How could they bear to let the earth's veins tremble and the world descend into chaos?

He died before he was born.

Today, I am reborn before I die.

"you win."

"you win."

The two looked at each other and spoke at the same time.

"I lost."

"I lost."

They both laughed at the same time, and then continued talking.

"Buddha, you bastard."

"Zhenwu, you bastard."

The two exhausted all their essence and vitality, making the surroundings vibrant with life.

The two illusory figures vanished simultaneously under the rising sun.

Before parting ways, these two arch-rivals still chose to exchange a proper greeting.

The illusory image dissipated, and Daoist and Buddhist auras rose simultaneously, then flew towards Zhang Chen and Liao Hui, who were watching the battle.

The two had no choice but to close their eyes at the same time. This was the legacy that Zhenwu and Tathagata left to their respective lineages.

The battle between Taoism and Buddhism has only just begun.

"Your Majesty, the spiritual spring water will last for three years. I will trouble you to look after it for me."

"As for the Great Thunderclap Temple... let it rest well with the abbot and me."

Manjushri looked at the familiar Mount Ling and chuckled softly.

As Manjushri spoke, everyone turned their gaze and were shocked to realize that Manjushri had also chosen to pass away peacefully.

"The Great Thunderclap Temple needs you."

Vajra looked at Manjushri and spoke calmly.

"No, our era has passed."

Manjushri looked at the vajra, shook his head and chuckled.

He was tired, and he and Buddha had reached a point where he could have a clear conscience.

This time, the Great Thunder Temple is gone, but Mount Ling remains.

The people enjoy blessings, and his legend with the Buddha will continue to be passed down.

That’s enough.

As the shadow of the Azure Lion slowly disappeared, the pure white Wisdom Sword, too, transformed into specks of white light and scattered under the sunlight.

And the spiritual spring of Lingshan once again gushed forth clear water.

"cough."

Bei Menjue, Li Jingxing, and others appeared at just the right moment.

Bei Menjue and his men stood beside Jin Gangchu and the others.

The sacred spring left by Manjushri was entrusted to the imperial court for safekeeping, which means the imperial court owes the Great Thunderclap Temple a favor.

"We'll see."

Donghuang Zhong looked at the Vajra Pestle and left with his men.

Donghuang Zhong knew the current situation and decisively left with his men.

......

Peak of Lingshan

"Haha, you lost too." Xuanyuan looked at the Lord of War and said with a grin.

"This lad has a sharp eye," Xuanyuan said, patting Li Junsu on the shoulder with great satisfaction.

This time, Zhenwu and Tathagata were evenly matched.

Li Junsu smiled without saying a word. As he absorbed the battle memories of both sides, he also knew a little about their past.

Given their personalities, it would be difficult for them to perish together at this moment.

"Let's go, it's time to go back."

Yin Tang stretched and said contentedly.

He thoroughly enjoyed watching this battle.

"Don't rush, let's practice next."

Xuanyuan smiled and gently pressed down on Yin Tang's shoulder.

“Ancestor!” Yin Tang suddenly exclaimed.

Upon hearing this, Xuanyuan instinctively turned his head to look.

Then, Xuanyuan felt his hand go empty.

"Human Emperor, you still need to train."

As Yin Tang disappeared from the spot, only a voice filled with laughter remained.

"Hmph..." A detached sneer came from beneath the mask of the Lord of Soldiers.

"Yin Tang!" Xuanyuan Shi immediately turned the soup red.

Xuanyuan transformed into primordial energy and dissipated; seeing this, the Lord of War also transformed into blood and dissipated.

It would be a shame to miss out on a show like this.

"Eight days have passed since then, and today is the Lantern Festival. Remember to return to the Marquis's residence for dinner."

After speaking to his grandson, Li Qingfeng, along with his beloved, transformed into a gentle breeze and departed.

"It's fifteen."

Upon hearing this, Li Junsu looked at the sky and also vanished into deathly energy.

There's still a lot to do next.

......

This time, in the great battle between Zhenwu and Tathagata, although the Taoist and Buddhist sects were the main beneficiaries, the martial lords of other forces also benefited greatly.

At this moment, the martial masters belonging to their respective factions hurriedly left.

When Zhenwu and Tathagata fought to the very end, the Dao Domain and the Buddhist Domain were left as aftershocks. For these Martial Venerables, these aftershocks were an opportunity.

Now it's time to capitalize on this opportunity.