Longevity, starting from being a chicken raising servant Chapter 2321 - 174: The Truth (Part 3)

Previously on Longevity, starting from being a chicken raising servant...
Wang Ba confronted the enraged Wisdom Truth Bodhisattva amid the breached realm membrane, swiftly countering its assault with forbidden ink characters that dimmed its top-grade Dao Treasure and a freezing command that briefly halted its advance. Dodging attacks from surrounding Bodhisattvas and Arhats with ethereal green light and shadowy evasion, Wang Ba unleashed pale golden sword strikes, severing three arms and then the three heads of the golden body before suppressing its demonic regeneration with divine patterns and storing it away. As he vanished from the pursuing strikes, the Southern Great Bodhisattva arrived in fiery robes, surveying the remnants with somber fury and ordering his forces to hold firm. Back in the Taoist Field, Wang Ba reported his success to the relieved Sect Leader Bai, whose anticipation grew as more monks poured into the realm and support cultivators retreated, heightening the tension among the watchers.

"True Man Taiyi, our Wanxiang Sect still has numerous individuals inside the realm..."

Wang Ba halted briefly, his eyes rapidly shifting to a nearby water screen, his face instantly growing grim.

On that water screen, shadowy forms of cultivators dashed toward a massive mountain chain.

Barely discernible amid those peaks stood two sect plaques.

’Wanxiang Sect’, ’Longevity Sect’!

Swiveling to face the assembly, Wang Ba spotted Lan He, Wanxiang Sect's Sect Master, staring at him with desperate worry, his eyes brimming with supplication.

Wang Ba's eyes narrowed a touch, his mind racing through thoughts, before he sent a mental message to the youth in purple robes.

After learning of Wang Ba's plan to save Wanxiang Sect, the purple-robed youth displayed a flicker of sorrow and replied via transmission:

"I figured you meant those present at the festivities, so most of them ought to be there... If you're set on heading out, then do so, but have you kept in mind my earlier words?"

His tone halted for a beat, his stare fixed intently on Wang Ba:

"Should matters turn sour, don't waver or delay a single instant."

Noting the gravity in the other's gaze and words, Wang Ba felt his spirits drop, and in that instant, a sudden insight struck—he at last grasped the detail he'd missed.

Unable to restrain himself, he fixed his eyes on the purple-robed youth, sending a grave transmission:

"True Man Gai... they're not actually in the Cloud Sky Realm, are they?!"

The purple-robed youth's figure paused momentarily, a spark of astonishment crossing his eyes, followed by a faint head shake, avoiding confirmation or rejection, merely replying in a low voice:

"Depart now, and hold to my instructions."

Abruptly, he declared aloud:

"Taoist Friend Taiyi, head to this point and eliminate the danger!"

With a lift of his arm, he indicated the water screen displaying Wanxiang Sect in clear view.

Sensing the weight and goodwill from the purple-robed youth, Wang Ba found himself quiet for a spell.

Earlier, he'd wondered what danger surpassed the Supreme True Buddha's siege on the Cloud Sky Realm, but clarity had now dawned.

It turned out... those three Mahayanas weren't even located in the Cloud Sky Realm!

Next to him, Lan He's tone escalated in urgency, and on the water screen, the ocher-robed Qitian Patriarch along with fellow cultivators burst forth rapidly from the peaks housing Wanxiang Sect, Longevity Sect, and Youxian Temple.

Heart weighed down, he scanned the gathered cultivators nearby before answering with utmost seriousness:

"Yes."

At those words, his form blurred into motion.

The purple-robed youth observed Wang Ba's vanishing shape, a subtle glint in his eyes, as he softly shook his head:

"Heavenly Monarch, you really watch over him..."

Shifting his attention away, his eyes returned to the water screen ahead, holding a vague mix of distraction and eagerness:

"Things over there must be kicking off too, right?"

...

Right then.

Realm Sea.

A colossal golden Reclining Buddha stretched out over the endless emptiness.

Clutched in its grasp was a lotus bloom.

Inside the lotus, serene and calm figures wandered to and fro.

Nearby in the void, a crisp voice rang out unexpectedly:

"My thanks to you all; after we storm the Supreme True Buddha’s den together, we'll honor our vow to safeguard your reborn forms, which might pave the way to the Second Realm Sea someday!"

The void fell quiet for a second, then erupted in a hum like a chorus of voices:

"... We trust you won't renege, or else you understand the fallout."

The crisp voice answered steadily:

"Bokai, heir to the Cloud Sky Sect’s Master, would never mislead you—have no fears."

"Hmph."

The humming gradually died down.

Fissures began to form gradually in the void.

Vast humanoid shapes then emerged from the rifts, their gazes blending fear and murderous resolve toward the immense Reclining Buddha in front...

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