Western Paradise, the World of Ultimate Bliss.
Mount Meru, Great Thunderclap Temple.
Winged Immortal flew wildly, not daring to stop for even a moment, occasionally looking back to see if anyone was catching up.
Only after entering the Great Thunderclap Temple did Winged Immortal breathe a sigh of relief.
He only felt safe within the Great Thunderclap Temple.
After all… the terror of that white-robed Immortal Lord was still etched in Winged Immortal's mind, and over five hundred years hadn't erased it.
Fortunately, fortunately.
As long as he entered Mount Meru, there shouldn't be any major problems.
Inside the Great Thunderclap Temple, all the Buddhas of the Western Paradise looked at the flustered Winged Immortal, their brows furrowing involuntarily.
What was going on? Why was even Winged Immortal, a disciple of the Ancient Buddha Dipankara, so panicked?
The Buddha Tathagata asked directly:
"Winged Immortal, what happened?"
On the way, Yuan Shoucheng had already informed Winged Immortal of everything.
Winged Immortal's expression was solemn as he said loudly:
"World Honored One, a major event has occurred!"
"Originally, the Jing River Dragon King, under Yuan Shoucheng's scheme, was to violate the heavenly rules, be terrified of death, and then agree to cooperate with Yuan Shoucheng. Afterward, I was to help him enter the dream of the Tang Emperor."
"But now… the Jing River Dragon King has surrendered himself!"
The Buddha Tathagata's eyes widened on the spot, his face filled with bewilderment.
"What? Surrendered himself?!"
"That makes no sense!"
The Bodhisattva Samantabhadra beside him was even more incredulous.
"Winged Immortal, are you sure you didn't see wrong? Could it be that someone took a step ahead and coerced the Jing River Dragon King?"
"Or is someone deliberately disrupting the heavenly secrets, just to have the Jing River Dragon King surrender himself as an apology?"
However, Winged Immortal looked at Yuan Shoucheng with a bitter smile.
"I originally thought so too, but the truth is that this damned Yuan Shoucheng, after scheming against the Jing River Dragon King, didn't immediately force the Jing River Dragon King to submit, but instead let the Jing River Dragon King go back to think clearly."
Save Yuan Shoucheng?
To be honest.
Winged Immortal really didn't want to.
But there was no choice, everything was the master's order.
Upon hearing this, the Buddhas present couldn't help but have gloomy expressions.
Tathagata was fine; having been tormented by Chu Hao for so long, he couldn't even bother with sadness and started thinking about future plans.
As long as I make amends quickly enough, the Prison God's intervention won't torment me!
However, many of the Buddhas and Bodhisattvas present had many grudges with Chu Hao.
Apart from the Bodhisattva Guanyin, who had set out a few days ago and still hadn't reached Chang'an City.
The Bodhisattva Samantabhadra, as the former master of Mu Zha, still held undiminished hatred for Chu Hao, gritting his teeth and cursing: "Damn Prison God!"
And Li Jing, the Pagoda-Bearing Heavenly King who had his pagoda taken away by Chu Hao and became a pagoda-less Heavenly King, was also angrily cursing in place:
"It must be this damned Prison God, damn it, bastard! It must be him who is obstructing us!"
"He even wants to arrest my people and send them to the Nine-Layered Heavenly Prison? Who does he think he is! He's nothing in my eyes!"
"My Buddha is merciful; I let him go last time, but this time he dares to be so unreasonable. If he dares to appear before me, I will definitely make him suffer!"
Li Jing's words were undeniably tough!
At this moment, he had a tall and imposing image, full of arrogance, simply like a staunch warrior.
If everyone didn't know that Li Jing was beaten up by Chu Hao five hundred years ago and driven out of the Heavenly Court, reduced to a stray dog, and finally had to obediently return to the Western Paradise, everyone might really believe that Li Jing was awesome.
Winged Immortal glared at Li Jing, but Li Jing didn't restrain himself at all.
Winged Immortal was truly helpless towards this ignorant disciple of Dipankara, who could lose the Golden Exquisite Pagoda personally bestowed by Dipankara and be driven out of the Heavenly Court like a dog.
Damn it, if it were me, I would have found a crack in the ground to hide in!
How dare he still bark wildly here?!
But Li Jing didn't restrain himself at all; he stepped forward righteously and indignantly, bursting with anger.
"World Honored One! I think that Prison God is arrogant and unruly, with no one in his eyes, daring to ignore the Three Realms regulations and obstruct the Journey to the West!"
"I implore the World Honored One to send out a strong expert to capture this bastard, shatter his primordial spirit and soul! If a Grand Luo Golden Immortal won't do, then please send out a Quasi-Saint expert! We must kill this fiend!"
"Kill him, kill him; if we don't kill this fiend, how can the Three Realms have a bright future, how can the Western Paradise have pillars of talent!"
The Buddhas present looked at Li Jing with contempt, their faces full of disgust.
How dare a stray dog speak wildly?
Could it be that he doesn't know that the Buddhas and Bodhisattvas present are helpless against that white-robed Immortal Lord?
How many Grand Luo Golden Immortals have been sent out? If a few hadn't been quick-witted and run back, I'm afraid they would all be dead!
Hasn't a Quasi-Saint made a move before?
Tathagata: Did you see my finger?
Maitreya Buddha: Where's my severed arm? Where's my severed arm?
These bloody lessons are forever imprinted in the hearts of all the monks of the Western Paradise, like a nightmare that cannot be dispelled.
How could they not know how threatening Chu Hao was, how could they not know how excessive Chu Hao was?
But just now, Winged Immortal said that the Jing River Dragon King happened to surrender himself because he was joining in the fun!
It wasn't Chu Hao doing it on purpose.
Still want to casually question him?
Have you forgotten about the Yin Wenjiao incident? How many people did we lose? How many divine weapons did we compensate?
Every single thing Chu Hao has done is like a psychological shadow, forever imprinted in the hearts of the Western Paradise monks, like a nightmare that cannot be dispelled.
Li Jing saw that everyone was silent and gloomy and couldn't help but say excitedly: "What's wrong with you? My Western Paradise is extremely powerful, like the sun in the sky; killing him, a mere Prison God, isn't as easy as turning over your hand?"
The Buddhas and Guanyin looked at Li Jing like this and couldn't help but shake their heads and sigh.
What a simple and unadorned, undisguised attempt to borrow a knife to kill someone!
This child is really too naive; let's steam him one day.
The Buddha Tathagata sighed, feeling so tired, and directly ignored this wildly barking stray dog, saying directly to Winged Immortal:
"By the way, Winged Immortal, you shouldn't have offended that Prison God this time, have you?"
Winged Immortal nodded, "No, I was very cautious; I only slightly beat up a team of Three Realms Enforcers led by Nezha, without killing anyone."
However, after Winged Immortal finished speaking, he saw the Buddha Tathagata's expression change drastically, looking at Winged Immortal with a terrified expression.
"You said… what?!"
"You beat up the Prison God's subordinates?"
"It's over…"
All the Buddhas and Bodhisattvas present also showed horrified expressions, only Winged Immortal was dumbfounded.
I was very restrained!
Does he dare to chase after me even in the Western Paradise?
However, the next moment, they heard an angry shout from outside Mount Meru:
"Bold Mount Meru, harboring criminals; I've come to question you again!"
