Chapter 640

His expression changed involuntarily!

These sounds kept the thunder out.

Upon closer inspection, it was discovered that all the palaces were cast in bronze!
Maitreya Buddha suddenly opened his eyes!

He was originally sitting cross-legged in the center of this Buddhist city, focused on fighting the curse in that ancient bronze temple.

But he sensed Shen Gongbao's presence, and at the same time, he felt the aura of boundless thunder!
He leaped into the air, looked at Shen Gongbao, and his expression changed!
"They dared to pursue me all the way here while I was still undergoing my tribulation and had not yet escaped my predicament!"

The ancient Buddha Maitreya looked on, his expression extremely grim!

How dare Shen Gongbao pursue us like this!

Upon learning all this, Maitreya Buddha was extremely enraged!
He was an ancient Buddhist being and had heard of the great calamity of the Investiture of the Gods in the past.

Although he did not participate personally, he knew many of the secrets involved and knew that Shen Gongbao was just a pawn in that reckoning of heaven and earth.

How terrifying that calamity was!
The battle raged on until the very end, engulfing the entire Three Realms!

Even the sage eventually intervened personally!
Compared to so many ancient beings, Shen Gongbao was nothing at all—in that greatest calamity, Shen Gongbao was not even a slightly larger ant!
It's just a tiny pawn!
In the past, he stood atop the clouds, overlooking all calamities, all schemes, and Shen Gongbao.

Like a giant dragon looking down at a tiny insect.

Now, however, the situation has taken a sharp turn for the worse, and Shen Gongbao has actually killed his way to him!

Shen Gongbao was surrounded by endless heavenly tribulations, and he was filled with an incredible fluctuation that prevented even thousands of lightning bolts from harming him!
And it truly posed a deadly threat!
"There's no need to resist anymore. You have no chance of survival. Let the other beings in this small Buddhist world leave."

Shen Gongbao spoke in a hoarse voice.

This is not a physical problem, nor is it because the Heavenly Tribulation Transcending Technique is ineffective.
Rather, there was simply too much lightning around, so much that Shen Gongbao was completely unable to defend against it all.

His body was severely injured by the endless lightning.

Therefore, although he could manipulate some supernatural powers and spells to evade the endless lightning tribulations from the heavens,
But some attacks are unavoidable, or rather, they are another form of attack.

At this moment, all his bones and tendons were broken.

Even just standing here, even with their bodies undergoing endless healing during the tribulation, they are actually enduring immense pain.

With his bones and muscles broken, Shen Gongbao suffered unimaginable blows amidst the endless lightning!

If Shen Gongbao is considered one of the most frequently attacked individuals, then no one else has been attacked more than him.

Moreover, it was undoubtedly extremely difficult for him to pursue the enemy while carrying the heavenly tribulation!
An ordinary person taking just a couple of steps during a heavenly tribulation will trigger an endless aura.

To pursue someone with such speed as Shen Gongbao, and to deliberately attract heavenly tribulation, is undoubtedly an extremely difficult task.

"Born as members of the Buddhist community, and dead as ghosts of the Buddhist community, these are ancient inhabitants from the past, who know nothing of anything else."

"They can't survive without me."

"Besides, if I were to perish, what would be the point of their lives?"

Maitreya Buddha spoke calmly.

He looked up at Shen Gongbao, his eyes shining with a Buddha-like light, flowing with endless, vast waves.

"But I don't believe you can defeat me. How could a mere Shen Gongbao possibly be my enemy?!"

"To think you can win with just a little understanding of the Heavenly Tribulation is simply wishful thinking!"

"There are still many traces of life in this Buddhist kingdom. Are you not going to let them go? Or do you actually want to drag them down with you?" Shen Gongbao asked coldly.

"What talk of being buried alive with them? They won't perish, I won't perish, and neither will this little world."

"The only one destined to perish is you," Maitreya Buddha said slowly, his expression calm, no longer as flustered as before.

Shen Gongbao remained silent, but Maitreya Buddha looked up and spoke:

Do you know that the Buddha has three lifetimes?

Upon hearing this, Shen Gongbao narrowed his eyes. "What do you mean?" "It's just the literal meaning. In the ancient Buddhist sects of today, all the ancient Buddhas have three different bodies."

“The Buddha of the future, the Buddha of the past, and the Buddha of this life.”

As Maitreya Buddha spoke, endless Buddhist scriptures flowed from his eyes, and red light spread.

From a distance, it didn't look like an eye, but rather a long river of time, and his whole body was filled with an extremely ancient aura.

"What is here is not my true self, but merely a dilapidated past body."

"Even if it were to perish, so what? My true self was not harmed in the slightest."

“You…” Shen Gongbao frowned.

At this moment, he was indeed somewhat surprised.

But this surprise did not stem from the three bodies of Buddhism as described by Maitreya Buddha.

It was because he actually wanted all living beings in this Buddhist kingdom to be buried with him!
Without a doubt, this is utterly outrageous.

"I was originally the strongest disciple under the two great saints of Buddhism. However, my true body was ordered by my master to be rooted at the bottom of the Buddhist mountain. I only have an incarnation to walk in the world and do not have much strength."

Maitreya Buddha slowly recounted the origins and consequences of this body.

"Unexpectedly, one day I will perish at the hands of little Shen Gongbao."

Maitreya Buddha said this with self-deprecation.

His expression was cold and sinister, filled with hatred and anger; though it was not his true form but merely an avatar,
However, this manifested form is extremely mysterious and possesses its own will.

Upon hearing this, Shen Gongbao was deeply shaken.

It turns out that Maitreya Buddha did not want to cultivate three incarnations on his own, but rather that he received a mandate from a legendary sage in the past.

Why cultivate three different bodies? It seems the Buddhist sect has grand ambitions!
However, the effect doesn't seem to be very significant?
Now, the body of Maitreya Buddha has been tainted by a curse, and he is unable to use any of his supernatural powers.

Whatever the Buddhist sect is planning, at least this body can no longer be used.

At this moment, his soul was being further eroded. This kind of supernatural power and magic was truly extraordinary, possessing extremely terrifying power.

The endless heavenly tribulation, triggered by hundreds of thousands of people, was truly terrifying when it spread!
What's more, this curse also carries a strange power that can heal his countless original wounds!
Even if they return to their own little Buddhist world, they can only live in a remote corner!
They dared not even venture deeper, for all their power was sealed and cursed, and any slight exertion would only exacerbate the erosion. Even in the face of such a desperate situation, they could not fight to the death.

"Come on, even if you win, so what? You're just a body. The real me will live on forever!"

"My strength is far more terrifying than you can imagine!"

Maitreya Buddha spoke coldly as he stood up.

"Even Buddhist disciples are so ambitious," Shen Gongbao said slowly, narrowing his eyes.

"No need for further words, let's get started."

The voice of Maitreya Buddha was somber.

At this moment, he no longer possessed any of the dignified bearing that a Buddhist disciple should have.

Streams of Buddhist light flowed endlessly, and countless scriptures spread freely, radiating their full power without reservation!

Having reached this point, Maitreya Buddha had long lost his composure.

At this moment, his face was contorted with rage, and his smile was sinister and terrifying!
He took a step and rose into the air.

Maitreya Buddha had already seen through it all—that he had no way out today.

This was not a rash judgment; he had just tried to dispel the surrounding curse, but to no avail. (End of Chapter)