The golden foil, sliced in half, fell to the ground with a crisp, melodious sound. The old monk from before spat blood and collapsed to the ground, terror in his eyes. He never imagined that Xu Wendong could destroy this golden bowl. It was a genuine magic artifact, after all. Unlike the Taoist magic artifacts, the ones from the Buddhist Sect are as powerful as spiritual artifacts. He couldn’t believe that Xu Wendong, using a longsword condensed from True Qi, could destroy the Buddhist magical instrument with a wave of his hand. And he had already refined that magic artifact, sharing its glory or its downfall. So, death was his fate. "You all can die too!" Xu Wendong waved his hand, and a sword qi burst forth, instantly killing those monks. Only Monk Kongwen remained at the scene, but he was already gravely injured and had no combat strength left. In an instant, Xu Wendong’s actions of wiping out a temple of monks shocked everyone and instilled fear in every heart. Xu Wendong took a puff of his cigarette and looked at the crowd of common people behind him: "Did you see?" "The blood flows like a river here." "Limbs and torsos litter the ground." "But what was the result?" "The Buddha didn’t appear!" "He couldn’t even protect his followers; why should you hope that the Buddha will protect you?" Though Xu Wendong’s words were casual, they struck the ears of the crowd like a thunderbolt, resonating powerfully. The Buddha can protect all beings and alleviate suffering. Why didn’t he protect his own followers? "This temple has no reason to exist either!" With Xu Wendong’s calm remark. The grand temple before him was blown away by the wind, vanishing into the world under countless astonished gazes. Monk Kongwen looked fearfully at Xu Wendong, his eyes filled with terror. He could sense that Xu Wendong’s power wasn’t strong, yet he found it hard to believe that this person, with just a word, could make a temple disappear like smoke. This kind of method made even him feel a nearly suffocating illusion. Xu Wendong smiled slightly: "Don’t worry, I won’t kill you. Not only that, but I will also take you to the Western Paradise." "I have to ask, going to someone else’s territory to spread the Buddhist law without permission, isn’t this kind of behavior too low?" Monk Kongwen was shocked: "You dare to go to the Western Paradise?" Not because of Xu Wendong’s extraordinary power. But because of the audacity of this young man, who had destroyed the Buddhist Sect’s stronghold in Qingzhou today, causing significant casualties to the Buddhist Sect. The Buddhist Sect had yet to seek trouble with him. Yet he was planning to deliver himself to them. Perhaps Xu Wendong’s brain had been kicked by a donkey; no normal person would ever do such a thing. Xu Wendong: "I had previously said that within a year, I would level the Western Paradise World. Monk Kongyuan, didn’t you convey this to the Western Paradise?" Monk Kongwen was horrified: "You... you are Xu Wendong?" Xu Wendong grinned, showing a mad smile: "Congratulations on your quick answer, but there’s no prize!" With that, he disappeared from sight. Together with him, Monk Kongwen also vanished. Then, he called upon Si Youyou and Fuyao, teleporting with them to the westernmost part of the Kunlun Mountains Minor World. Here, they could see the distant Western Paradise World. Besides Xu Wendong, Si Youyou, and Fuyao. Out of thin air appeared eight Buddhist sect disciples covered in blood, all high monks of the Kong generation. They had been spreading the Buddhist law in the other Eight States, then captured by Xu Wendong’s thought manifestations. Even the previously established temples and disciples were all tragically killed at Xu Wendong’s hands. "Let’s go meet these hypocritical bald donkeys!" Xu Wendong’s eyes flashed with cold light. He then traversed the void, bringing everyone to the Western Paradise World. "Master Wuyou, I, Xu Wendong, am here." "Are you not going to show up to greet me?" Xu Wendong’s voice boomed like thunder across this world. Master Wuyou was the abbot of the Western Paradise World, holding the highest status in this world. As Xu Wendong’s voice resonated throughout the Western Paradise World, the originally quiet world suddenly erupted with waves of terrifying energy. It was as if a sleeping primordial beast had been awakened. The Buddhist high monks cultivating in the grotto also flew in from afar, densely packed, numbering no less than a hundred. "Not a bad spectacle, quite grand." Xu Wendong had a teasing smile on his face. "I shouldn’t have followed you into this mess." Fuyao looked disdainful. She felt an overwhelming oppressive force, even though she was already a Nascent Soul Stage cultivator. But this was the Buddhist Sect’s Holy Land, and in front of them were over a hundred Buddhist sect disciples. Among them were quite a few Buddhist high monks. Were only three people. "Abbot, Xu Wendong killed our Buddhist sect disciples and destroyed the temples we established in the mundane world. Please seek justice for our wronged disciples!" a monk of the Kong generation shouted loudly. Master Wuyou, thin and wrinkled, sat cross-legged on a golden lotus platform. Googlᴇ search 𝓷𝓸𝓿𝓮𝓵·𝕗𝕚𝕣𝕖·𝙣𝙚𝙩 Though he seemed like he could wither at any moment, his deep-set eyes were rather frightening. "Xu Wendong, you have some nerve to kill our Buddhist sect disciples and dare to come to our Western Paradise World. Do you think our Western Paradise World is easy to bully?" An old monk glared in anger, his terrifying rage exploding. The others also wore faces of ferocity, not hiding their murderous intent. Xu Wendong looked at him calmly: "I came here today for two things." "First, who allowed you to spread the Buddhist law in the mundane world?" "Amitabha Buddha!" Master Wuyou’s face showed no emotion, but he uttered in an ethereal voice: "It was the Buddha Ancestor who issued the decree, allowing all beings to receive his blessings!" "How magnanimous of the Buddha!" Xu Wendong said with a laugh: "I have a question, why didn’t the Buddha Ancestor issue such a decree for beings to receive his blessings before the Nine Provinces Imperial Family fell?" Master Wuyou: "The Buddha has his divine intentions." "Bah!" Xu Wendong spat angrily: "In my opinion, you were just trying to exploit the situation!" "You are truly insidious, sneaking people into the mundane world to spread the Buddhist law and gather followers while the new Nine Provinces Imperial Family is busy settling into governance. Such methods are disgracefully low." Xu Wendong’s words were like an invisible slap in the face, fiercely hitting the Buddhist sect members, leaving them feeling utterly disgraced. An elder was enraged, shouting: "Our Buddhist Sect spreads the Buddhist law and gathers followers, what does it have to do with you?" Xu Wendong’s body shook, the Red Pine Order hovered above his head, emitting a majestic aura that left everyone on the brink of suffocation. Looking at those faces, whether solemn, uneasy, or fearful, he enunciated every word: "You went to my territory to spread the Buddhist law, and you still dare to ask what it has to do with me?"