Invincible Divine Sword Chapter 2158: 2158: Buddha Prison

The resounding voice of Heavenly Slaughter Buddha reverberated across the oceans encircling Thunder Sound Mountain.

The fury in Heavenly Slaughter Buddha's tone was unmistakable to all who heard it.

After all, as the second-in-command among the monks of the Buddha Sect and practically its guiding force, how could some outsider like Yang Xiaotian keep dictating his every move!

Gazing upon the enraged countenance of Heavenly Slaughter Buddha, Yang Xiaotian maintained his serene demeanor: “I warned you—if you fail to recall the besieging troops, you'll kneel upon Thunder Sound Mountain for a full century!”

Those words from Yang Xiaotian only intensified Heavenly Slaughter Buddha's rage; he let out a bitter chuckle, “What nonsense! Yang Xiaotian, you!”

Before he could finish, a Buddha’s Staff suddenly materialized in Yang Xiaotian’s grasp.

Upon spotting the staff, Heavenly Slaughter Buddha stood frozen in shock, his words faltering, “The Contemporary Buddha Staff!”

A wave of astonishment swept through the gathered powerhouses nearby.

“That’s the Contemporary Buddha Staff!”

Not only had Yang Xiaotian claimed the Buddha’s Kasaya, but he’d also seized the Contemporary Buddha Staff.

While the crowd buzzed in excitement, a radiant Buddha Light erupted from Yang Xiaotian’s palm, revealing a Buddha Ring adorning his finger.

Remarkably, the glow from this Buddha Ring merged seamlessly with the auras of both the Contemporary Buddha Staff and the Buddha’s Kasaya.

“Three Thousand Buddha Precepts!” The onlookers gasped in disbelief.

Heavenly Slaughter Buddha found himself utterly dumbfounded.

With the Three Thousand Buddha Precepts, the Contemporary Buddha Staff, and the Buddha’s Kasaya all in his possession, didn’t that mean Yang Xiaotian had become?

The once-seething Heavenly Slaughter Buddha now shivered uncontrollably, as though gripped by an eternal frost.

“Buddha Master! We have a new Buddha Master! The Buddha Sect welcomes its new leader!” Suddenly, an ecstatic voice from a Buddha Sect powerhouse rang out amid the throng.

That declaration struck the already quaking Heavenly Slaughter Buddha like thunder.

“We pay homage to the Buddha Master!” The assembly dropped to their knees, bowing deeply before Yang Xiaotian.

Witnessing this, the experts from Heavenly Slaughter Buddha’s forces hastened to kneel as well.

In the end, aside from the King of Netherworld, the Mad Demon, and just a handful of others, only Heavenly Slaughter Buddha remained standing in isolation.

All gazes converged on Heavenly Slaughter Buddha.

His face twisted into the ugliest grimace imaginable.

Offer obeisance to Yang Xiaotian?

For him, such an act would represent the ultimate degradation and a stinging rebuke!

A brutal, resounding rebuke!

Yet, Yang Xiaotian now held the Three Thousand Buddha Precepts, the Contemporary Buddha Staff, and the Buddha’s Kasaya—the sacred trio of the Buddha Sect. Refusing to bow would mean exile from the Buddha World once the news spread.

Amid the profound hush enveloping everything, Heavenly Slaughter Buddha advanced with laborious steps, each one weighing like lead, and saluted Yang Xiaotian with clasped hands: “Heavenly Slaughter pays respects to the Buddha Master!”

In the face of unyielding logic, he ultimately submitted and honored Yang Xiaotian.

Observing the Heavenly Slaughter Buddha before him, Yang Xiaotian declared icily: “Heavenly Slaughter Buddha, I hereby condemn you to kneel at Heavenly Buddha Mountain for a hundred years—do you accept this?”

A violent shudder ran through Heavenly Slaughter Buddha’s frame; he never imagined Yang Xiaotian would truly impose such a penalty of kneeling at Heavenly Buddha Mountain for a century!

His fists balled up fiercely, his Buddha Force surging wildly, betraying his utmost turmoil, as he fixed Yang Xiaotian with a blazing glare: “I refuse!”

“Why? Merely for sealing off Thunder Sound Mountain?”

Yang Xiaotian responded with chilling finality: “The reason? It makes no difference whether you accept or not!” With that, he turned to the dozen commanders serving under Heavenly Slaughter Buddha: “You lot, seal Heavenly Slaughter Buddha’s Holy Power and then convoy him back to Heavenly Buddha Mountain!”

The expressions of those dozen commanders under Heavenly Slaughter Buddha shifted in alarm.

Hearing this command, a torrent of murderous aura exploded from Heavenly Slaughter Buddha.

Yang Xiaotian eyed Heavenly Slaughter Buddha with icy detachment, curious to see if defiance would erupt! Should Heavenly Slaughter Buddha rebel, the punishment would extend far beyond a mere century on his knees at Heavenly Buddha Mountain.

He could then pronounce judgment on Heavenly Slaughter Buddha’s severe offenses.

And in doing so, divest Heavenly Slaughter Buddha of his authority.

Heavenly Slaughter Buddha’s chest rose and fell heavily.

“What, will you dare to disobey the order?” Yang Xiaotian challenged the dozen commanders who had long enabled his whims.

For years, Heavenly Slaughter Buddha had ruled by caprice, slaying numerous Buddha Sect powerhouses to secure his dominance, and these dozen commanders served as his lethal instruments.

After wrestling with their consciences for a time, the dozen commanders at last bowed respectfully and carried out Yang Xiaotian’s directive, moving to suppress Heavenly Slaughter Buddha’s Holy Power.

Following his own internal turmoil, Heavenly Slaughter Buddha refrained from resistance, allowing his subordinate commanders to bind his Holy Power.

“To Heavenly Buddha Mountain!”

With Heavenly Slaughter Buddha subdued, Yang Xiaotian promptly rallied the Ancient Heavenly Court and guided the assembly toward Heavenly Buddha Mountain.

The Buddha Prison lay close to Heavenly Buddha Mountain.

Heavenly Buddha Mountain held the status of a sacred sanctuary in the hearts of Buddha World inhabitants.

Still, the distance between Heavenly Buddha Mountain and Thunder Sound Mountain was considerable, requiring the entire group a solid seven days to arrive.

Thunder Sound Mountain had been bequeathed by the Past Buddha, whereas Heavenly Buddha Mountain stemmed from the Present Buddha.

As he beheld Heavenly Buddha Mountain in the distance, Yang Xiaotian experienced a profound warmth of connection.

Once back at Heavenly Buddha Mountain, Yang Xiaotian positioned Heavenly Slaughter Buddha to kneel at the forefront, assigning the dozen commanders from his command to stand vigil.

Should Heavenly Slaughter Buddha attempt to flee during this span, those dozen commanders would bear the consequences.

Kneeling before Heavenly Buddha Mountain and eyeing Yang Xiaotian’s receding form, Heavenly Slaughter Buddha’s gaze burned with malice: Yang Xiaotian, savor this moment for now; when the Eternal Realm Battlefield unlocks, I’ll ensure you rue the day!

Though Heavenly Slaughter Buddha masked his lethal intent expertly, Yang Xiaotian sensed the deep-seated grudge. Still, Yang Xiaotian paid it no mind.

He could roughly anticipate Heavenly Slaughter Buddha’s schemes—nothing beyond plotting to crush him in the Eternal Realm Battlefield.

Nevertheless, after a few millennia, when the Eternal Realm Battlefield finally activates, who would end up the tormentor remained uncertain.

Within a few centuries, his Tree of Eternal Life and Innate Demon Tree would yield their fruits, enabling him to advance to the Unity Realm Stage with ease.

Even without reaching the Unity Realm Stage, ascending to the Heavenly Dao Tenth Layer would pose no challenge.

Yang Xiaotian directed the group onward to Buddha Prison.

He enlisted the primary commander from Heavenly Slaughter Buddha’s forces to guide them.

Before long, they reached the gateway to Buddha Prison.

Guarding the entrance to Buddha Prison were three colossal Buddha statues: those of the Past Buddha, Present Buddha, and Future Buddha.

Buddha Light emanated boundlessly from the trio of statues.

The portal to Buddha Prison lacked heavy defenses, manned by merely a hundred Buddha Sect powerhouses; in truth, the Three Buddha Formation alone could thwart vast armies.

As the chief commander drew near, the hundred prison guardians from the Buddha Sect rushed ahead to offer salutes.

“Behold, our new Buddha Master, Ruler of the Three Realms—come forth and show your respects at once.” The commander presented Yang Xiaotian with commanding authority.

As Yang Xiaotian drew closer, the entrance keepers, already apprised of the Thunder Sound Mountain events, hurried to prostrate themselves before him.

“Where is the Demon Clan Holy Ancestor imprisoned? Lead me to him.” Yang Xiaotian commanded.

The entrance chief wasted no time, swiftly ushering Yang Xiaotian within.

Following the guide’s lead, Yang Xiaotian and his entourage stepped into Buddha Prison.