Chu Xingchen smiled and didn't say much, his gaze continuously fixed on the imposing Buddhas of the Buddhist sect pressing forward.
Outside the main hall.
The meeting between the two Buddhas had already begun.
However, compared to Yuan Kong's initial nervousness, Bright Buddha sat extremely steadily. As he looked at Runan, his expression was somewhat complicated, yet it held little resentment.
Amidst the brilliant morning glow.
Runan also glanced at Bright Buddha. With just that single glance, he recognized that this was his true senior brother.
"We meet again," Bright Buddha smiled and asked, "How have you been lately?"
Runan lowered his eyes, his tone calm. "If you hadn't stirred up trouble, I suppose things would have always been fine."
"Is that so..." Bright Buddha sighed softly. "It is your senior brother who has caused you trouble."
Runan did not reply further. His gaze swept over the people present before he asked:
"The one who always kicked up the biggest fuss in the past, why is he absent today?"
Bright Buddha smiled. "Is his presence today really that crucial?"
Runan did not answer this. Instead, a Buddha beside him sneered:
"If it weren't for him, you would be covering your head and scurrying away like a rat the moment you saw us."
Bright Buddha asked again, "Then today, are you here for me, or for him?"
"Enough nonsense! Today, you either surrender without a fight, or we settle this with our skills!" the Buddha shouted.
With just a few words, the scene instantly fell into a chilling silence.
Several Tribulation Transcendence experts of the Buddhist sect had already revealed their auras, and the Three Sects pushed back without showing any weakness.
Hearing this, Bright Buddha fell slightly silent. He then raised his head to look at Runan and asked:
"If I leave with you today, will everything remain as it was? Will there be no need for further conflict today?"
As his words fell.
Runan stared fixedly at Bright Buddha.
The expressions of several Mortal Buddhas of the Buddhist sect also showed slight surprise, though mixed with considerable delight.
If they could execute Bright Buddha right here without making a move, their own risks would naturally be minimized.
No matter what excuse they used to initiate a fight, it would inevitably lead to a direct clash with the Three Sects.
If Bright Buddha surrendered willingly, this operation could ultimately be classified as internal affairs of the Buddhist sect.
The Mortal Buddhas all turned their gazes toward Runan.
Runan looked calmly at Bright Buddha; no one knew what he was thinking at this moment.
The Karma Buddha had no idea, and neither did the Mortal Buddhas.
A moment later, a relieved smile suddenly appeared on Runan's face.
However, just as Runan was about to speak, a streak of Buddhist golden light pierced through the morning glow and smashed fiercely into the formation.
The aura of the Tribulation Transcendence realm was undeniably exposed.
The golden light faded, revealing the figure of Bore. Without a word, he raised his fist and threw a heavy punch at the formation.
The next moment.
The Tribulation Transcendence experts of the Three Sects soared upward, their Tribulation Transcendence Dao rhythms flowing around them.
Inside the hall, Huang Miao's gaze sharpened, but she was stopped by Chu Xingchen's outstretched hand.
Huang Miao looked back at him, only to hear Chu Xingchen's resolute voice:
"Retreat."
After saying this, Chu Xingchen did not hesitate. He triggered numerous transmission tokens and then said:
"Intelligence gathering is complete. It is eighty percent likely that they are coming for me. Let's retreat first."
Hearing this, Huang Miao lightly touched the spirit sword at her waist, then turned and walked toward the back:
"Come with me. I will do my best to keep you safe."
Chu Xingchen nodded slightly. He glanced back at Bore, his expression somewhat grave.
The Tribulation Transcendence experts of the Three Sects unleashed their divine abilities. Various Dao rhythms swept out, and spiritual energy bloomed like rainbows.
Bore did not retreat. Instead, he calmly looked back at Runan.
Meeting Bore's gaze, Runan flipped his hand and lightly pinched a translucent, seven-colored Buddhist bead between two fingers. Divine light burst forth from the transparent bead, directly shielding Bore, who was under siege.
The ultimate protective treasure of the Buddhist sect naturally possessed boundless might, but even the most powerful dharma treasures had their limits.
How could the Tribulation Transcendence experts of the Three Sects be ordinary figures?
As the divine abilities swept over him, Bore was blasted away. His previously condensed Dao rhythms were completely shattered, and his aura plummeted sharply, becoming almost nonexistent.
Runan's gaze bypassed the cultivators of the Three Sects and locked straight onto Bright Buddha. He then said coldly:
"Is the so-called principle in your heart truly greater than everything else?!"
Bore's body was slowly caught by the combined efforts of several Mortal Buddhas.
The Mortal Buddhas glanced over. Before they could assess the situation, they saw Bore's lips move slightly. Though he made no sound, his intended meaning was crystal clear: Attack!
Seeing this scene, the Mortal Buddhas shifted their gazes back to Runan.
Coupled with what Runan had just said, as well as his previous hesitation in speaking.
At this moment, the time had come.
Without hesitation, the numerous Mortal Buddhas rose, their golden light erupting brilliantly, and joined forces to charge at the formation of the Three Sects.
The Mortal Buddhas beside Runan transformed into streaks of golden light, lunging directly at the formation and the Tribulation Transcendence cultivators of the Three Sects.
The golden light was extremely dazzling, contrasting with Runan's expression, which showed neither sorrow nor joy.
Runan did not speak up to stop them.
Perhaps this very moment was just like back then.
It was precisely because he couldn't bear to be ruthless that the current storm raged on endlessly.
Runan flipped the Buddhist beads in his hand, and his profound Dao rhythm pressed forward along with the others.
Sensing the commotion behind him, Chu Xingchen did not look back. The current turmoil within the Buddhist sect was not truly dangerous.
Chu Xingchen had already scanned those Mortal Buddhas with his traits earlier, ensuring that they were not being controlled by the Heavenly Demons.
Under normal circumstances, they were merely greedy for benefits. They weren't truly stupid, so it was impossible for them to actually fight a life-and-death battle with the Tribulation Transcendence cultivators of the Three Sects.
Third-rate Tribulation Transcendence experts wouldn't genuinely want to test how hard the spirit treasures in the hands of top-tier Tribulation Transcendence cultivators really were.
It all came down to how Bright Buddha would make his exit.
Using the ultimate treasure of the Profound Clarity Heavenly Sect to conceal his and Huang Miao's auras, Chu Xingchen retreated to the rear hall first, planning to evacuate using the teleportation formation he had set up beforehand.
As the formation was triggered, Chu Xingchen raised his eyes to look toward the main hall again.
Just as expected, although the Mortal Buddhas created a massive momentum when they acted together, they didn't dare to go all out. Basically, they would stand in place for a few seconds before making a move, as if there was a cooldown between the attacks of Tribulation Transcendence cultivators.
Chu Xingchen still remembered Bore's face, as well as the name hovering above it.
[Heavenly Demon: Polo]
The teleportation formation was triggered, and spiritual energy gathered.
However, in the very next moment, Huang Miao's expression turned solemn, and the spirit treasure longsword at her waist flew out on its own.
To the east.
A crimson arrow seemed to tear through the horizon as it shot over.
It directly shattered layer upon layer of grand formations, its massive residual might crushing downward.
Huang Miao's spirit treasure flew up to meet it, its tyrannical Dao rhythm clashing directly against the crimson arrow.
Chu Xingchen recognized whose technique this was. He stepped back behind Huang Miao and said calmly:
"Jumping out so eagerly when you haven't even fully healed your injuries?"
Xu Linglong's figure slowly emerged. The longbow in her hand was already dyed crimson with her origin blood. She looked slightly exhausted, but a smile hung on her lips:
"With a Heaven's Will like you, time truly waits for no one. Only with you gone will there be a chance."
Chu Xingchen swept his divine sense over the surroundings and asked calmly, "How many of you came, to be so confident?"
"Naturally, everyone has come," Xu Linglong answered very matter-of-factly. "Since the beginning of this world, you are probably the only one to receive such treatment. Not even the True Dragons of the past had this honor. Polo even abandoned everything just for your life."
"So, I should be honored?"
Chu Xingchen cast his gaze outward. Within the vision of his ultimate treasure, one dense aura after another was pressing closer.

young master of the Shen family—a figure of immense power and wealth beyond measure—and awakened the "Destined Ultimate Villain System"! His starting scenario? Running into his icy fiancée who shows up with a mountain-descending divine doctor to break off their engagement. The divine doctor arrogantly taunts: "What does your Shen family have besides a bit of stinking money? You're not even worthy of tying Qingxue's shoelaces!" Shen Fei just smiled. He completely defied the usual script: "Fine, I agree to break off the engagement. Also, notify the finance department to withdraw all investments from the Su family." Minutes later, with its capital chain severed, the Su Group teetered on the brink of bankruptcy! The once aloof and proud ice queen CEO was thrown into utter panic. That very night, she went to Shen Fei's villa, casting aside all dignity to beg and plead desperately... From then on, in this world teeming with Sons of Destiny, Shen Fei embarked on a path of extreme dimensional suppression! A mountain-descending divine doctor? Peerless medical skills? Shen Fei: "Reporting you for practicing medicine without a license! I'll gladly take your ancient medicinal cauldron and twin sister assassins." The Crooked-Smiling Dragon King? Commanding a hundred thousand soldiers with a single order? Shen Fei: "Illegal assembly and suspected treason! Let a fleet of attack helicopters sanitize the area and teach you what the state apparatus really means!" A reborn tycoon? Knows all the golden opportunities of the next decade? Shen Fei: "A trillion in capital to reverse and pump the stock market, making you blow your margin and jump on the very first day of your rebirth!" What Chosen Ones? What bearers of Heavenly Fortune? In Shen Fei's eyes, they're all just chives (i.e., suckers/marks) waiting to be harvested! Shen Fei: "Sorry, but as the Destined Ultimate Villain, I don't play by the rules of honor. I only play the game of dimensional suppression."

for mindless slaughter, this isn't for you.] My name is Ye Shu, and I'm a transmigrator. It seems I'm supposed to be the protagonist, but that feels pretty unlikely. This world has been invaded by a system. The antagonists on the other side have suddenly become pure, flawless saints. The female leads have been force-fed the so-called "original plot," making them think they've been reborn. Now, everyone thinks I'm scum. Including the old lady in my ring. And here I am, in the Monster Beast Mountain Range, braising pork. To put my situation in perspective— It's as if, the moment Xiao Yan stepped into the Monster Beast Mountain Range, the Soul Emperor already knew he would become the Flame Emperor, and Yao Lao had been turned to the enemy's side. I have nothing right now. Oh wait, that's not true. I do have a white-haired loli child-bride who's the Heavenly Dao, and her only skill is acting cute. So, tell me guys... what are my chances of making it to the end?

transmigrates into the world as the sect master of the Heavenly Yan Sect, which is on the verge of being wiped out. He binds a system that grants him cultivation power based on the number of disciples he has: for each disciple, he automatically gains a year's worth of cultivation every single day! Take one disciple: every day he gains 1 year of cultivation power. While others struggle through a year of bitter training, he gets the same just by sleeping through a single night. Take ten disciples: every day he gains 10 years of cultivation power. Foundation Establishment, Core Formation, Nascent Soul—he breezes through all bottlenecks without lifting a finger. Take one hundred disciples: every day he gains 100 years of cultivation power. Even a Soul Transformation Venerable before him can’t survive a single blow. Take ten thousand disciples: every day he gains 10,000 years of cultivation power! With a wave of his hand, he topples empires. With a single step, he crushes the sacred grounds of the universe. ... While others fight tooth and nail for secret techniques, Lin Yan casually hands out Nascent Soul-level cultivation manuals as beginner textbooks. While others strain to find talented recruits, Lin Yan opens his doors to anyone—so long as they’re human. In just three short years, the Heavenly Yan Sect went from a backwater sect made up of three crumbling huts to a sacred land that every cultivator under heaven would kill to enter. ... One day, otherworldly demon gods invade, with a million demon soldiers pressing down upon the realm. Lin Yan, yawning, rises from his lounge chair and glances at the system panel: [Current Disciples: 1.28 million] [Daily Cultivation Increase: 1.28 million years] He waves his hand casually, and the countless demon soldiers are reduced to ashes in an instant. “So noisy… interrupting my fishing.”

't think I'm that capable, I'm just trying my best to stay alive. I've been kind all my life, never did anything bad, yet worldly suffering spared me not one bit. The human world is a nice place, but I won't come back in my next life. A kind young man, who wanted to just get by singing, but through repeated deceits and betrayals, has gone down an irredeemable path.