Peerless Taoist

The skeletons turned into mountains, and the bones piled up like a forest. On the ground that was covered in blood, human skin and broken limbs could be seen from time to time. A pungent smell of blood seemed to be able to penetrate the illusion and be projected into reality.    

The demons caught the living people and cut off their flesh as food. There were also great demons who stuffed the living people directly into the iron pot and boiled them. Before the dead died, they still maintained a painful expression on their faces.    

This was a living hell. The living people were like fish being slaughtered by the demons.    

However, what attracted everyone's attention was a golden temple that stood high above the clouds in the distance of the Lion Camel Ridge!    

That was the Tempest Temple!    

This Lion Camel Ridge was at the foot of the Tempest Temple, under the surveillance of those monks!    

"How is it? You are the scene of your Buddhist holy land. How many more people do you want to deceive to go into the stomachs of those three vile creatures?" Blackie became more and more arrogant, and his voice became louder and louder.    

This time, all of the Buddhist experts became silent.    

Many of them had spent their entire lives, yet they still didn't have the qualifications to enter Spirit Mountain's holy realm. In their minds, Spirit Mountain was a peaceful and peaceful paradise. There were no worries inside, and all living beings were kind and loving.    

However, the scene before their eyes had completely overturned their understanding.    

"World Supremacy, could it be that what we insisted on before was all wrong?"    

"Please enlighten us, World Supremacy!"    

Countless monks prostrated themselves on the temple hall, seeking enlightenment from the Buddhas of the heavens and earth.    

However, no matter what they did or prayed for, it was all in vain.    

Buddha statues, silent!    

This was something that had never happened before.    

It was as if the Buddha they had always believed in had already abandoned them.    

Wails rang out from countless monasteries. This was the sound of faith collapsing. Many monks' cultivation level plummeted. Some spat out blood and fainted.    

And at this moment, when this illusion reached the Saint Plane of Mount Numinous, it also caused a huge uproar.    

"That's the dojo for the top three Buddhist Fey Thearchs!"    

"How could it be like this? There's actually such a place at the foot of the Spirit Mountain!"    

Not everyone in the Sacred Realm of the Spirit Mountain knew about the existence of the Camel Lion Ridge.    

They looked at the illusionary realm formed by the crystal ball. Their eyes were filled with disbelief. They could not believe that everything they saw was real.    

The Mount Numinous that preached and treated people kindly finally became the Asura Purgatory where demons and devils reveled in wild joy.    

Some monks were unable to maintain their Dao Hearts, causing them to collapse all of a sudden. Coupled with the constant bombardment from Lu Yu in the outside world, it brought tremendous psychological pressure to all monks.    

Some of them had already begun to waver. The grand golden formation outside of Mount Numinous was already beginning to falter.    

"Duo!"    

The Great Ming Buddha let out a thunderous sound and shouted, "Disciples of my sect, don't be bewitched by demons!"    

With that, the Great Ming Buddha raised his hand and made a grabbing motion. Within the huge hand, there were faint lines of Great Dao spirit patterns that appeared. They criss-crossed, and a mysterious power enveloped the surroundings.    

Instantly, all the humans who lived in the Sacred Realm of the Spirit Mountain felt their bodies weaken, and some even weakly fell to the ground.    

"Borrowing the power of all living beings, protect my Spirit Mountain's pure land!"    

The power of faith was forcibly extracted by the Great Ming Buddha, condensing into an endless brilliance that made the holy land of the Spirit Mountain even more dazzling.    

Normally, all living beings in the spiritual mountain chanted scriptures and chanted Buddhist scriptures every day, and the power of faith had long been hung together with this boundless spiritual mountain.    

In fact, they had already been grasped by the Buddhist League. They were like puppets, just a bunch of servants providing incense offerings.