Chapter 1499: Pudu Western Desert

The grand formation sealed the sky, causing the majestic Mount Sumeru and the magnificent Great Thunder Sound Temple to vanish from sight, leaving only a chaotic mist pervading the area.

This method sent shivers down everyone's spines. Could it truly contend with the Buddhist sect? Had the Human Saint Body defied the heavens?

Clearly, those on the mountain could no longer remain calm. They mobilized their power of faith, intending to launch an attack and break the formation. However, the outcome was without suspense; the Emperor Weapon's boundless killing intent directly refined the surging mental energy.

"I haven't even moved, yet you've made the first move," Ye Fan sneered. He activated the runic laws, and the Emperor Weapon unleashed its power, beginning to refine Mount Sumeru.

A deep rumble echoed as the majestic mountain trembled. No longer serene, it seemed on the verge of collapse, emitting boundless Buddhist light.

The aura of ancient Great Emperors permeated the area, making even the Great Sages frown and startling the mighty heroes. They instantly retreated as far as possible, fearing being affected.

Since ancient times, no one had ever besieged Mount Sumeru. In true combat, the Buddhist sect had never been inferior to others, yet now it was at a disadvantage.

The mountain shook and the earth quaked; ancient temples trembled, and purple-gold tiles clattered as if flying, depriving Mount Sumeru of its peace.

"Could it really break through the mountain gate?" The Dharma Protecting Heavenly Kings and Golden-bodied Arhats on the mountain frowned. They could no longer remain detached and calm, all revealing a hidden worry.

The Emperor Weapon's fluctuations came one after another, combining to form a swath of laws that descended upon Mount Sumeru, like a sea of divine punishment falling from the heavens.

The sky tore, and the stars trembled, as if the end of the world had arrived.

The Source Heaven Forbidden Formation was designed to draw upon the origins of all things. Now, with the Emperor Weapon as its source, its power was simply unimaginable!

Vast fluctuations surged up to the nine heavens and swept down to the nine netherworlds. Tides of divine power surged, rising and falling mightily, overwhelming the world.

The once peaceful Mount Sumeru became a battlefield. Transformed into a cursed land, it continuously shook, with even rocks rolling down, as if it could collapse at any moment.

However, this situation continued for two hours, yet it remained unchanged. Mount Sumeru could not be breached, and the falling rocks had largely ceased, the tremors no longer as intense.

Everyone was amazed and shocked. Was this a mere mountain gate or an immortal one? Even in this state, it could not be breached. Mount Sumeru's depths were truly unfathomable. What kind of formation patterns had Emperor Amitabha carved? Probably more than one!

Ye Fan let out a sigh. Even with such efforts, Mount Sumeru still couldn't be taken down. This was truly frustrating.

Given the current situation, the only way to succeed would be to employ a Great Emperor Killing Formation or have a Quasi-Emperor preside over the assault.

"Amitabha, well done, well done," Great Sage Mahakashyapa's voice rang out again. Although his words conveyed compassion, in this situation, they were full of provocation.

Even with several Emperor Weapons as the source for the attack, it was still unsuccessful.

However, these forbidden formation patterns eventually severed Mount Sumeru's connection with the outside world, trapping it like a cage and preventing the Buddhist sect from attacking outwards.

With the Buddhist mountain gate sealed and the entire Mount Sumeru vanished from the world, hidden within the chaotic mist, the outcome was astonishing, leaving the mighty heroes stunned.

After this battle, regardless of the outcome, Ye Fan's prestige would surely resound across the Buried Emperor Star. He would awe the strong figures of various races; if he dared to seal even Mount Sumeru, what else would he not dare to do?

"Forced by circumstances, now that the Buddhist Mount Sumeru is sealed, we will slowly wear them down, disintegrating their foundation!" Ye Fan said coldly.

Since the battle had reached this point, backing down would seem like a half-hearted effort. His next move was to 'convert' the entire Western Desert.

"Let the roots of the Heavenly Court take root in the soil of the Western Desert, sprouting branches and leaves!"

This had been discussed with Qi Luo and others long ago. What did the Buddhist sect care about most? Naturally, the power of faith, and this was precisely the aspect they would target to dismantle their influence.

The star fields were vast, and Emperor Amitabha had once preached throughout the myriad realms. His dojos were not limited to one place, but clearly, the Amitabha Ancient Star Field and Beidou were the most significant.

Especially the Western Desert, which was his final chosen foundation. Even the Great Thunder Sound Temple was established here, and the Emperor Weapon was also left behind.

Ye Fan's actions were undoubtedly like striking a knife at the heart of the Buddhist sect, which would make them feel a strong sense of crisis.

"If we want to succeed, it will undoubtedly be a long process. To truly unify within a short period would be very difficult. We cannot wait that long. Every one of us must manifest our divine abilities, descend upon a place, display miracles, and save all beings."

Saving an entire pure land is different from selectively converting an individual. The former involves giving and taking to create a paradise, whereas Old Monk Mahakashyapa's actions belonged to the latter: pure suppression and enslavement.

"Some ancient scriptures indicate that the Western Desert is too important to Amitabha Buddha. He once measured it on foot, viewing it as his eternal kingdom. If one day the Immortal Realm opens, the entire Western Desert is destined to ascend as a whole. Mount Sumeru will certainly not sit idly by while we destroy everything here."

"Unfortunately, Mount Sumeru is sealed, making it difficult for them to intervene. They can only watch helplessly."

"Sever the Buddha's foundation!"

After Ye Fan and the others discussed, they split up. All present were powerful individuals; with so many Sages, one person saving one region would be enough.

Dragon Horse, Ancient Golden Peng, and others alone amounted to eleven Saint Kings – what a formidable force! And with Ye Tong, Qi Luo, Dongfang Ye, and many others, their numbers were overwhelming.

If it were merely for preaching, using experts of this caliber would be a waste, but now, this was precisely how they intended to act.

On this day, a great sect named Heavenly Court appeared in the Western Desert, saving all beings in every direction. This was no ordinary preaching; the true forms of the Sages manifested to spread their doctrines.

Whenever there was a request, it would be answered.

In some dry places lacking rain, prayers to the Heavenly Court were always answered, as sweet dew descended from the heavens, moistening the parched earth.

In other places, where great mountains lay across the land, many mortals prayed to the heavens. Soon, Sages descended like heavenly deities, moving mountains to open paths and build smooth roads.

In areas suffering from warfare and devastation, the common people prayed. Immediately, Heavenly Soldiers descended, pacifying the chaos, restoring peace, and transforming the place into a pure land.

Undoubtedly, this was like a giant stone thrown into a lake, creating an uproar. No one in the Western Desert was unaware; a true Heavenly Court was spreading its teachings.

Because it was so effective, in places experiencing great disasters, as long as they prayed to the Heavenly Court, divine beings would descend from the heavens to resolve the issues, immediately causing a great stir in the Western Desert.

"Is this real? Has the legendary Heavenly Court truly appeared, saving all beings and bestowing blessings?"

"It's so effective! Whenever there's great tribulation in the world, one only needs to sincerely pray to the heavens, and divine beings from the Heavenly Court will surely descend to resolve our troubles."

The Buddhist sect was deeply rooted, making it impossible to reverse their influence instantly. However, with the Sages of the Heavenly Court manifesting their powers, the effect was absolutely astonishing. Mortals witnessed it firsthand and eagerly discussed it.

Before Mount Sumeru, Ye Fan and others used the Void Emperor Mirror to project these scenes into the mountain. This allowed the Buddhist eminent monks to learn about all this, and every one of them paled.

"This has just begun, and already people are believing in the Heavenly Court. If this continues, with constant manifestation of miracles, what will the outcome be? You don't need to think much; you understand what kind of trend this will be!" Ye Fan exclaimed.

Great Sage Mahakashyapa's expression changed. If Ye Fan and the others truly intended to continue this attrition, the consequences would be unimaginable. They were sealed there, unable to descend Mount Sumeru, and could only watch helplessly as the Western Desert became the Heavenly Court's dojo.

This was Emperor Amitabha's eternal kingdom, which absolutely could not be lost. This was the last teaching of the previous sages; they could not tolerate it.

Because if this continued, the Heavenly Court would truly take root and flourish. At that time, the region would change its allegiance, with Heavenly Court banners flying everywhere, and the Buddhist sect would thus be extinguished.

The Western Desert was the root of longevity, the cornerstone of Amitabha Buddha. If it were occupied by the Heavenly Court, all Arhats and Bodhisattvas on Mount Sumeru would be sinners!

"You will not succeed," Old Monk Mahakashyapa said coldly, displaying such an expression for the first time, no longer bearing his consistently sorrowful look.

In just a few days, the Heavenly Court's influence spread throughout the Western Desert. Regardless of belief, everyone knew about it because it was incredibly effective. For any natural disaster, as long as a certain number of people prayed together, it was guaranteed that divine beings would descend.

"Amitabha, who are you people, disturbing my Western Land and disrupting the peace of my Western Gate?" Some temple residents finally couldn't sit still.

Today, upon hearing that Mount Sumeru was besieged, each of them was terrified and did not go to rescue. It would be useless; if even the Demon Subduing Pestle and Great Emperor formation patterns couldn't defend, their going would only be sending themselves to death.

However, this group of cultivators appearing to manifest divine power made them somewhat restless, as this threatened to destroy their very foundation.

Facing doubts, the people of the Heavenly Court continued as usual, preaching, answering all requests, and manifesting their powers constantly.

Later, some Buddhist strongmen finally couldn't bear it and wanted to launch an attack. The outcome was naturally without suspense; this was a group of Sages, how could they compare to them?

In response, Dragon Horse, Black Bear Saint, and others showed no politeness. They directly suppressed them with the "Scripture of Salvation" of Lingbao Heavenly Venerate, imitating the Buddhist sect and taking them for their own use.

As a result, when mortals saw the formerly virtuous eminent monks joining the Heavenly Court and prostrating themselves, this undoubtedly became a huge wave, directly leading many people to begin revering the Heavenly Court.

In just half a month, the Western Desert had many Heavenly Court followers!

This speed was astonishing, leaving many onlookers dumbfounded. It was truly spreading the doctrine by stepping on the Buddhist sect's 'corpses,' advancing rapidly.

Yet, it left people speechless. The Heavenly Court was genuinely doing its best to resolve worldly suffering and save all beings in every direction. When the Buddhist sect couldn't bear it and sought to condemn them, they would be suppressed and converted.

"Enough, stop!" Old Monk Mahakashyapa completely lost his composure after seeing these scenes projected by the Void Emperor Mirror. The Western Desert, this most important future pure land, absolutely could not be touched by others; otherwise, he would become a sinner of the Buddhist lineage.

"You say stop, and we stop?" Ye Fan sneered.

Doing so was to put pressure on the Buddhist sect, using softness to overcome hardness. It was enough for them to see this trend of change and feel that they could not bear it.

However, Ye Fan sighed inwardly. To save the Western Desert, this speed was still too slow. Did they really have to wait for decades or even centuries to convert the Western Desert?

He could wait, but having several Emperor Weapons continuously consumed here was a headache.

"Benefactor Ye, you should understand that if this continues, you will have no chance. Mount Sumeru cannot be breached no matter what," Great Sage Mahakashyapa said.

"Then let's wait and see how the Heavenly Court takes root in the Western Desert and blossoms into the most splendid light in the world," Ye Fan said calmly.

"You…" Mahakashyapa's face turned cold. He did not want the Western Desert to be lost, but he remained very firm, implying that they could continue like this and see who would outlast whom.

"Since that's the case, then I will have to do my utmost. Everything will be resolved today!" Ye Fan responded, his expression serious.