Chapter 497 - 492: Come One, Come All

"Amitabha Buddha!"

The Buddha’s voice reverberated through the sky, golden Buddha light illuminated the earth, and a line of Buddha figures appeared a hundred miles away. Behind them, Buddha phantoms emerged as if they were right before their eyes.

"You bald monks really haunt us like ghosts." Shi Dao Ren mocked, the leader was none other than the Big-eared Monk Shi Chan, and next to him was the Buddha Son Kongchen, who miraculously appeared unharmed once again, and his cultivation had even advanced.

"Unkillable?" Li Fan thought to himself. It was said that Kongchen was a reincarnation of the Buddha, indeed possessing some remarkable means.

On the other side, Lingxiao Zhenren of Taiping Temple was also present, along with the Daoist Lu Changsheng, who similarly exuded the aura of the Seven Realms.

Behind Li Fan and his group, the imposing figure of Wei Song stood there, blocking their retreat.

"Do you all think Li Mountain is unprotected?"

From the sky, beams of sword light descended to the ground, and as the light landed, figures appeared on the battlefield.

"Greetings, Master Uncles and Senior Brothers."

Li Fan called out upon seeing the newcomers. Gu Qingyang, Wu Tong, Xing Feng, Ji Hua, and the Peak Masters of Li Mountain were all present.

From the moment Li Fan left the Capital, forces from all factions had been set in motion, and Li Mountain was no exception.

"We’re here to assist as well."

A voice of an elder echoed, as Lu Wangji, Yu Dingzhou, and other Great Cultivators of the Sun and Moon Palace appeared one after another.

"Grandfather, Grandfather."

Lu Yuan called out.

"Girl, we arrived just in time." Lu Wangji said with a smile.

Li Fan glanced at Lu Yuan. He hadn’t informed the Sun and Moon Palace, so Lu Yuan must have.

"Everyone is here."

A voice rang out, and all eyes turned to see that the speaker was Lingxiao Zhenren of Taiping Temple. He looked at the people of Li Mountain and said, "I never expected all the forces of Da Li to gather together today, it’s rare. However, Gu Qingyang, without the Eternal Sword Saint and the Li Mountain Sword Master, is Li Mountain still Li Mountain?"

"Even with the absence of the Double Saints, with the formidable Haoran Sword and Canglan Blade of the past gone, what do you rely on to support Li Mountain?"

"Today’s Li Mountain has even lost the qualification to stand alongside us. Hand over this child, and I won’t make things difficult for the others."

In his view, with the demise of the Double Saints and the most gifted two juniors either dead or crippled, the remaining elders who had no hope of the Saint Realm could stir up what kind of waves?

Yet the next generation had a few individuals, Li Fan, Wen Ruyu, and that Mu Changqing.

Apart from Li Fan, the other two needed attention as well, but today they were not present.

"Indeed, Li Mountain has fallen. If it were in the past, even your temple master wouldn’t dare speak this way." Gu Qingyang looked at Lingxiao Zhenren and said.

"Since you know the outcome, why resist futilely and not follow the will of heaven?" Lingxiao Zhenren’s voice echoed between heaven and earth.

"Follow the will of heaven?" Gu Qingyang retorted sarcastically, "Are your Taoist and Buddhist Sects not deceiving yourselves and others? Today, let us experience the four Zhenren of Taoism and see what qualifies you to represent the will of heaven."

As he spoke, a giant sword appeared behind him.

"Go." He pointed towards Lingxiao Zhenren, and the giant sword, filled with lines and surrounded by a green dragon, pierced towards Taiping Temple’s direction.

"I will fulfill you." Lingxiao Zhenren waved his horsetail whisk, and a towering purple form appeared behind him, surrounded by wind and thunder, glaring angrily, like a Heavenly Venerate.

"Infinite Tribulation."

As Lingxiao Zhenren waved his hand, an endless purple Divine Thunder transformed into a Sword of Slaughter, aiming to annihilate the front. Lingxiao Zhenren didn’t cultivate the Sword Dao, but this Infinite Sword was a manifestation of the Daoist Skill, limitless and boundless.

"Amitabha Buddha." The Buddha’s voice resounded through heaven and earth, as behind the Big-eared Monk Shi Chan, the form of the Buddha manifested, standing on a Divine Elephant. The giant hand of the Buddha reached out towards where Li Fan was, and a Buddha Palm Seal obscured the sun and sky.

"The bald monk’s sneak attack?"

Shi Dao Ren raised a hand, and his Sword Aura soared to the sky, landing on the Buddhist Great Hand Seal, causing countless cracks to appear.

"Boom."

Almost simultaneously, the Big-eared Monk Shi Chan trod upon the void, the high altitude trembling.

"The old Daoist is gone."

As Shi Dao Ren’s words fell, his body disappeared, heading straight for Shi Chan.

The Demon Race, Taiping Temple, and the other Great Cultivators of the Ten Thousand Buddha Temple began to take action, and Wu Tong and others also stepped out, each carving out their own battlefield.

In an instant, the vast and boundless world seemed to erupt into a divine and demon war.

Even from the distant Yun Meng City, one could still see the terrifying scenes in the far sky, the phantoms of Dharma Forms, Martial Spirits, Demons, and Sword Immortals, like a divine and demon battlefield of the heavens.

Why did such a level of war break out in Yun Meng Swamp?

It all seemed to revolve around the cultivator on the giant sword among the ’Heavenly Gods and Demons’.

Who was that?

They couldn’t see clearly, but Qu Qingfeng naturally saw it. Looking at the battlefield in front of him, even with his current cultivation at the Middle Realm of the Seven Realms, a sense of powerlessness arose.

Is all of this because of Li Fan?

"Does Li Mountain have no backup plan?"

At this moment, Wei Song’s voice came through; he had yet to join the battle.

He had anticipated the current situation, which is why he hadn’t directly intervened before, knowing that Li Fan had many Great Cultivators behind him. But now, with Cultivators from all sides arriving, wouldn’t they have to reveal their trump cards?

"Guess?"

Li Fan turned to look at Wei Song and replied, a trace of a mocking smile appearing at the corner of his eyes, leaving Wei Song somewhat puzzled—what gave him such confidence?

"Master, let me go and kill him," the Cultivator next to Wei Song said coldly.

"You can’t kill him," Wei Song replied. Li Fan could kill Jiang Yan of the Jiang Family in the capital, someone not at the late stage of the Seven Realms would never be able to kill Li Fan.

Moreover, he still suspected that Li Mountain had another backup plan.

"All your people have already acted, and still, it is not enough. Moreover, with me here, how do you expect to live?"

Wei Song stepped forward, and the Eight Divisions Suppressing God Statue appeared, an extremely violent force swept out, causing Li Fan’s sword to tremble uncontrollably underfoot.

"Sir is the Da Li National Master. It’s lacking in grace to strike against a junior," at this time, a voice came through. Wei Song glanced at Qu Qingfeng who spoke and said coldly, "The court’s business is not for you to comment on!"

"Sir, please do not meddle in this matter," Li Fan said to Qu Qingfeng.

"Since I’ve seen it, I can’t ignore it," Qu Qingfeng looked at Wei Song.

"The court must also follow the laws of Da Li. You, as the Da Li National Master, are hunting Li Mountain Cultivators with demons? I have read the sages’ books, but I’d like to ask you, Master, what principle is this?"

Wei Song frowned, an overbearing aura spreading out, yet Qu Qingfeng refused to back down, still staring at him.

"Ignorant scholar, do you not value your life?"

From the void, a voice came, causing Li Fan to look up at the sky. From all eight directions came the sound of laughter, "I didn’t expect human Cultivators to have internal strife and collude with demons. It’s rather interesting."

Wei Song raised his eyes to a certain location, his gaze seemed to penetrate the void, "Demons from Yun Meng Swamp? The court has not yet sent troops to eliminate you, and now you dare to come out?"

"Such bold words, today presents a fine opportunity. How do you plan to eliminate us?" A pair of extremely enchanting eyes appeared in the sky, followed by the immense shadow of a Heavenly Fox that blotted out the sun.

"Lord Demon Saint."

Li Fan and Yue Qingqiu called out, the eyes landed on the two of them, "You’re really causing trouble for me, and it seems your heart is no longer in it after a single trip out."

"And you, little guy, if I were to help you today, how would you repay me?"

"Consider me indebted to Lord Demon Saint," Li Fan said loudly.

"I’m not interested," the Demon Saint looked at Li Fan and said, "How about becoming my son-in-law in Yun Meng Swamp?"

"Any other conditions?" Li Fan replied.

"Heh, let me think of others when the time comes," the Demon Saint replied indifferently.

"Li Fan, you collude with demons, you’re destined to be killed," Wei Song said coldly.

"The National Master has already brought people here to kill me, and still has time to assign me a crime?" Li Fan mocked.

"The Nine-tailed Heavenly Fox?"

At this point, a young literati in the distance who was fighting with the Taibai Sword looked up, "The Demon Court has been established, all demons under heaven are under its governance. You, as the Nine-tailed Heavenly Fox, I will recommend you to join the Demon Court."

"Demon Court? I only know of Yun Meng Swamp, I have no interest in this Demon Court," the Demon Saint replied.

"The Demon Court is the lord of all demon races under heaven. Now that you know, you should join," the young literati continued.

"Such wishful thinking." The Demon Saint laughed sarcastically, the laughter full of enchantment, and in an instant, countless eyes appeared in the sky, making Wei Song frown.

"Watch out for the Illusion Realm."

As his words fell, he stepped forward, his body soared into the sky, and up above, a deafening roar resounded, as Wei Song punched the Heavenly Fox shadow in the sky to pieces.

After Wei Song left, the Cultivator beside him looked towards Li Fan, stepping forward.

"Amitabha Buddha, Master Li we meet again," Buddha Son Kongchen also stepped forward, accompanied by other Great Cultivators from the Buddhist Sect.

In the Taoist crowd, there were also Cultivators who had yet to join the battle stepping forward.

In terms of numbers, the opposite side still had the advantage.

Li Fan’s fingers traced through the air, the giant sword underfoot, carrying Lu Yuan and others, flew towards Qu Qingfeng. He spoke, "Sir, just protect them for me."

He didn’t want Qu Qingfeng involved in this battle. The sir teaching at Bai Lu Academy was a blessing for Jiangzhou Cultivators.

"Alright."

Qu Qingfeng hesitated for a moment, looked at Lu Yuan and the others, and nodded.

Li Fan stood proudly in the air, Sword Intent swirling around him, looking at the Cultivators surrounding him. He laughed aloud, "Since you want me dead so much... come at me all together!"