A simple robe and a pair of light yellow cloth shoes.

Around his neck hung a string of prayer beads, and on his head were nine precepts scars. His wise eyes saw through the illusions of the world, grasping the truth.

He was a disciple of the Buddhist Sect, but why was his Buddhist name prefixed with “Dao”?

Buddhism and Daoism are one; Buddha is inherently Dao.

The current abbot of the Buddhist Sect had high hopes for the Buddha’s child, hoping he could comprehend the supreme truth of Buddhism and become a true Buddha.

This path was not easy, but the Buddha’s child would strive forward without stopping.

“Can you represent the Buddhist Sect of the Eastern Land?”

Xuan Yi Zhenren gazed deeply at Daochen Buddha’s child, feeling a trace of apprehension. The body’s instincts could not be ignored.

The involvement of the Buddhist Sect in this matter was not good news for the Imperial Province or other regions.

For countless years, the Buddhist Sect had only spread its teachings in the numerous Star Domains of the Eastern Land, consolidating its foundation.

The appearance of the Buddha’s child was significant.

“I can.” Daochen Buddha’s child clasped his hands together and nodded gently.

There were at least ten thousand temples in the Eastern Land. Daochen Buddha’s child had secured his position through countless trials and unimaginable tests.

His every word and action could represent the Buddhist Sect of the Eastern Land.

“Little monk, take my advice and step aside, or you’ll die.”

Xuan Yi Zhenren threatened.

“If I die, my merit will be complete.”

Daochen Buddha’s child had seen through life and death, his heart unperturbed.

“Then let me help you complete it.”

With these words, Xuan Yi Zhenren prepared for a life-and-death battle with the Buddha’s child, his eyes sharp.

If not for his apprehension, Xuan Yi Zhenren would have directly suppressed him. His threats only proved the Buddha’s child’s extraordinariness.

From the first glance at Xuan Yi Zhenren, the Buddha’s child had seen something unusual. Although he couldn’t deduce that Xuan Yi Zhenren was a reincarnated being, he was certain he was extremely powerful.

Thus, the Buddha’s child worried that Chen Qingyuan might not be able to handle him, fearing for his life, and stepped in first.

“Perhaps I can enlighten you.”

Since the Buddha’s child began his cultivation, he had only debated Dao with the Old Monk and had never truly fought. This time, he couldn’t hold back.

Within the barrier, the two faced each other, the atmosphere tense, the void distorted.

Outside, some elders from the Sacred Grounds asked their juniors, “In the Hundred Veins Banquet, did the Buddha’s child from the Eastern Land ever make a move?”

“He did.”

The juniors replied.

“How strong is he?”

The elders asked.

“Unfathomable.”

The juniors answered.

The elders frowned, “Why do you say that?”

“In my impression, the Buddha’s child rarely made a move. With just one finger, he could suppress many Heaven’s Pride. Years ago, over ten Heaven’s Pride from the Western Border were slapped to the ground by him, unable to fight back.”

Hearing this, the elders’ expressions grew solemn, silently watching the Buddha’s child’s figure.

In this era, the inheritor from the Eastern Land was so powerful it was suffocating.

In the Hundred Veins Banquet, no one dared to provoke the Buddha’s child, avoiding him at all costs.

A single glance, a golden body manifestation, was enough to make the world’s heroes fear him, not daring to compete.

In many cases, knowing you can’t win but still fighting isn’t bravery; it’s foolishness.

In the depths of the starry sky, there was a massive vortex.

Through this vortex, the old beings of the Kunlun Realm could observe the scenes on Baichen Star.

“The Buddhist Sect of the Eastern Land… do they intend to compete with the world in this era?”

“I see this child has a supreme Buddha heart, his Buddhist Dao intent pure and untainted, with the potential to become a Buddha.”

“Xuan Yi Zhenren is a reincarnated divine bridge; he can’t possibly lose to a junior.”

“At four hundred years old, in the Body Fusion stage, the Buddhist Sect has indeed produced an extraordinary figure.”

With their divine bridge vision, they could see the Buddha’s child’s cultivation level.

Anyone under five hundred who reached the Divine Transformation Realm could be called Heaven’s Pride. As for the Body Fusion Realm, none had shown up in the Hundred Veins Banquet.

It was clear that the Buddha’s child’s strength could absolutely crush his peers.

The Buddha’s child acted very low-key, not interested in power struggles. Otherwise, he could have taken many resources from the Hundred Veins Banquet, with no one able to compete.

“Sūbhūti, a Bodhisattva should not abide in anything…”

The Buddha’s child chanted sutras with lowered eyes, a golden Buddha image appearing behind him, about a hundred feet tall, with a rotating “卍” in its palm, radiating Buddha light, as if the Buddha himself had descended.

Faintly, Buddhist sounds echoed in the void, penetrating the soul, causing discomfort.

Xuan Yi Zhenren clenched his fists, a few strands of hair floating, his expression extremely serious.

“Whoosh!”

In an instant, Xuan Yi Zhenren rushed towards the Buddha’s child, leaving afterimages behind.

“A hypocritical Buddha, shattered with one strike.”

With that, he struck with his palm.

Whoosh…

A stream of Dao light, like a long river, surged forth.

The Dao light and Buddha light quickly approached, colliding and forming a long chasm in the center, as if the void was split in two, yin and yang repelling each other, unable to merge.

Xuan Yi Zhenren, reincarnated and re-cultivated, had reached the late Body Fusion stage. His foundation was solid, his combat experience rich, and his understanding of various Dao techniques profound, far beyond the younger generation.

Yet, his full-force palm strike couldn’t shake the golden Buddha image behind the Buddha’s child, surprising Xuan Yi Zhenren and increasing his apprehension.

“Donor, I shall send you to meet the Buddha!”

Suddenly, the Buddha’s child stopped chanting and opened his eyes. He glanced at Xuan Yi Zhenren, Buddha light flickering in his eyes, surrounded by dense Buddhist scriptures.

With sincere words, he raised his index finger and gently pointed.

The shackles on his body broke, releasing the pressure of the mid-Body Fusion stage.

“Boom!”

The void shattered, laws in chaos.

Though Xuan Yi Zhenren dodged and defended, he still brushed past the Buddha light, losing a piece of flesh from his left shoulder, blood soaking his sleeve.

His brows furrowed, his heart trembled.

The might of the Buddha’s child from the Eastern Land was unmatched by his peers.

“This monk clearly has killing intent, yet why is his Buddha light so pure, without a trace of demonic influence?”

Xuan Yi Zhenren couldn’t understand.

Not only was Xuan Yi Zhenren puzzled, but even the big bosses of the Kunlun Realm showed a hint of confusion.

“His Buddha intent is pure, untainted by worldly desires. In his eyes, sending his opponent to meet the Buddha is an act of merit, not self-deception.”

Sword Immortal Changgeng, watching the spectacle, made a guess.

“The Buddha’s child from the Eastern Land is in the Body Fusion stage!”

The younger generation of cultivators finally realized the Buddha’s child’s cultivation level, terrified, their bodies trembling.

Such cultivation completely crushed his peers.

It’s no exaggeration to say that the Holy Sons and Daughters of the Eighteen Veins of the Western Border, the thirty-six sects of the Imperial Province, and the evildoers of the Southern Region were all inferior to the Buddha’s child from the Eastern Land.

“Years ago, he crossed the Chaotic Sea alone, from the Eastern Land to the Imperial Province unscathed. Now we know why.”

Gulp~

Those who had been beaten by the Buddha’s child swallowed hard. They had once thought of seeking revenge, but now, they abandoned that thought, hoping the Buddha’s child wouldn’t remember them.