Journey to the West: Treasure Vase of the Great Dao-Chapter 386 - 163: Maitreya Appears

Monkey secretly let out a sigh of relief upon seeing this, as this was his strongest method. If this failed, he really had no other options left.

However, just at that moment, a giant pillar of blood surged up from the rolling Sea of Blood and gradually transformed into a blood-colored giant holding a Giant Axe in the void. This new form was even more enormous and exuded an even stronger aura than before.

A look of frustration instantly appeared on Monkey's face. The blood-colored giant before him was too resilient; as long as the Sea of Blood remained, it would not die, and at this moment, he really had no means to deal with it.

Lord of the Nether River laughed loudly upon seeing this, "Don't waste your energy. Just hand over the Rules of Water already!"

Precious Moonlight Buddha gritted his teeth and responded, "In your dreams!"

The expression on Lord of the Nether River's face turned ugly instantaneously. He stared fixedly at the resolute Precious Moonlight Buddha and said grimly, "This is why I hate you monks the most. Since you refuse the toast only to drink the forfeit, I'll send you to meet your Buddha now!"

With a light wave of his hand, the forms of the three giants grew even larger. The profound aura interlinked, making the entire space seem as if it were shackled.

A tremendous pressure suddenly emerged within the void. Surrounded by the giants, everyone felt as though they were being crushed by a massive mountain, and even lifting their hands became incredibly difficult.

Behind Lord of the Nether River, two Treasured Swords shone brightly, and soon, a giant Blood Sword appeared above everyone's heads. Yuantu and Abi leapt into the air and merged with the Blood Sword, letting out an earth-shaking Sword Intent that seemed to split the sky open.

Precious Moonlight Buddha felt an unprecedented pressure as the sharp Sword Intent passed over his Golden Body, resounding with the clash of metal, leaving faint white marks on it.

He looked down at the marks on his body with a solemn expression. Just the leaking trace of Sword Intent had left marks on his Golden Body; one could only imagine the terror when the sword would fully strike.

"I am going to die," Precious Moonlight Buddha concluded in his heart.

A bitter smile appeared on his lips, never having imagined that his first venture from Mount Ling would conclude in such a manner. His once proud heart was now riddled with a thousand holes at this moment.

Lord of the Nether River studied Precious Moonlight Buddha's expression with interest, feeling extremely pleased. Ksitigarbha had suppressed him for years, rendering him unable to leave the gates of the Underworld. Now that he possessed the Rules of Water and his power had greatly increased, he decided to start with Precious Moonlight Buddha and deal with Ksitigarbha afterwards.

The Blood Sword descended from the sky, carrying endless ferocious Sword Qi that ripped through the space, heading straight for Precious Moonlight Buddha's head.

Precious Moonlight Buddha prepared to struggle and escape, but found that he was unable to move at all and could only watch helplessly as the Blood Sword gradually approached his head.

Just then, a hand appeared out of nowhere, and its index finger gently pressed against the blade aimed at Precious Moonlight Buddha.

In comparison to the massive Blood Sword, this hand seemed utterly insignificant, tiny like an ant. Yet, this seemingly insignificant finger effortlessly blocked the attack of the Blood Sword.

Endless Sword Qi roared towards it, yet it could not leave even a fine mark on the finger.

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The massive Blood Sword was easily blocked by a single finger, unable to advance an inch. Everyone was stunned, their eyeballs almost popping out, and even Lord of the Nether River's face showed a look of astonishment.

A figure slowly appeared behind Precious Moonlight Buddha, smiling broadly with a potbelly; it was none other than the Future Buddha Ancestor, Maitreya descending.

Precious Moonlight Buddha placed his hands together respectfully and whispered a Buddhist chant, "Precious Moon has failed the trust of Buddha Ancestor, I am ashamed, deeply ashamed!"

The smile disappeared from Maitreya's face as he said, "After all, you were confronting the Lord of the Sea of Blood, how could a junior like you handle it? I do not blame you."

Precious Moonlight Buddha stepped aside with shame and let Maitreya, who was descending, take the forefront.

"So it is Tathagata from the east who has come. I never imagined you would also be here," the Lord of the Nether River said with a cold sneer, yet his expression tightened in utmost seriousness, knowing how terrifying this smiling, plump man truly was.

"How could I not come when the Lord of the Nether River himself is here?" Maitreya said with narrow eyes, chuckling.

"Today we will let bygones be bygones if you return the Rules to me, otherwise, I will never cease to battle with Buddhism," the Lord of the Nether River sneered.

Maitreya's narrow eyes widened slightly, a cold glint seeming to flash through them as he chuckled, "Since its founding, Buddhism has never known fear. If the patriarch wishes to fight to the death with Buddhism, then I, the poor monk, am prepared to accompany him to the end."

The Lord of the Nether River was left speechless. Despite his bravado, it was just a bluff. With Saints at the helm of Buddhism, challenging Mount Ling was akin to seeking death.

"Buddhism still possesses such eloquence," he said.

With that, mana surged from the Lord of the Nether River, the Sword Qi from the Blood Sword intensified, transforming into overpowering waves, surging towards Maitreya below.

Maitreya, unflustered, pulled out a golden Alms Bowl, which faintly glinted with a swastika light, and gently motioned towards the Sword Qi, saying, "Come! Come! Come!"

As if influenced by some mysterious force, the Sword Qi flowed into the Alms Bowl, a flash of golden light flickering momentarily on the bowl, stably containing all the Sword Qi without a single leak.

Seeing this, the Lord of the Nether River frowned deeply, pointed a finger, and the three blood-red Giants grew even more immense, brandishing their weapons as they chopped towards Maitreya's head.

However, just as their weapons were about to strike Maitreya's head, everyone was surprised to find that the smiling Maitreya had vanished.

Everyone hastily looked around, but they could not find any trace of Maitreya, who seemed to have vanished into thin air, silently and without a trace.

"Look quick!" Suddenly, someone urgently cried out. The crowd immediately looked up, following the direction he was pointing, to see a huge Buddha head emerge before them. It bore a plump face filled with smiles, unmistakably the Maitreya who had disappeared earlier.

It was then the crowd terrifyingly realized that they were standing in the palm of Maitreya's hand.

"Buddhaland in the Palm!" Monkey murmured to himself. He had once been fooled by this Divine Skill while wagering with Tathagata, appearing to fly to the edge of the world, yet never truly leaving the palm of his hand. He hadn't expected to witness this Divine Skill again after so many years.

Seeing this, the Lord of the Nether River thought it was a bad sign and bellowed. The three blood-red Giants grew rapidly against the wind and soon stood giant-like. Wielding their weapons, they chopped at the sky, intending to break through with brute force.

Yet, the massive weapons struck the sky, only producing a muffled thud, which led to no further change.