Chapter 891: The Hidden Eternal Throne

The land of the Buddhist race.

The Buddha’s face was dark with fury, and a blazing fire burned in his heart. In this battle, he had suffered a great loss—a mere human at the Supreme Realm had forced him to retreat.

This was a heaven-defying humiliation, one that even the enemy’s blood could not wash away.

“We welcome the Buddha’s return.”

The Buddhas and World-Buddhas prostrated themselves on the ground, reverently greeting the Buddha’s return. In the hearts of these powerful Buddhas, the Buddha was the supreme existence, the object of their faith.

But to the original King-Buddhas of the Buddhist race, they could sense a blazing rage burning within the Buddha’s heart.

It seemed he had failed.

Yet given Śākya’s strength, how could he have escaped from the Buddha? There must be a deeper reason.

“Buddha, on this journey, the Buddhist race’s sinner must surely have been subdued,” said a King-Buddha, his outward expression reverent but his heart gloating.

But at that moment, the King-Buddha’s face changed drastically. The Buddha, seated on his lotus throne, pressed his fingers together, and the King-Buddha’s dharma power suddenly turned violent.

Boom!

Without any warning, the King-Buddha exploded instantly, turning to dust.

The other King-Buddhas, witnessing this scene, felt grief and indignation in their hearts, but they were powerless.

“The Holy King-Buddha of the Swastika has had his Buddha-heart invaded by evil demons. Only by sending him from the sea of suffering to an early reincarnation can he regain his Buddha seat,” the Buddha said, as if speaking of an ordinary matter.

“Buddha, be merciful.”

The Buddhas chanted in gratitude.

At this moment, the Buddha’s heart burned with rage. How could he not understand the King-Buddha’s insinuation? He would not tolerate such insolence.

Then, the Buddha left this place and appeared in an endless void.

Today’s matter must be resolved. That human dared to act this way—only death awaited him.

The Buddha raised a finger, and a beam of Buddha light pierced into the void, crossing the endless river of time.

“Ancestor of the Star Race, Ancestor of the Night Demon, please grant me an audience,” the Buddha intoned. His voice turned into Buddhist script, drifting into the void.

Suddenly, a sea of galaxies appeared in the endless void. This sea of galaxies was vast and boundless, with stars shining brilliantly. On a crimson, ancient star within that sea stood a figure.

“Buddha, what business do you have?”

“Ancestor of the Star Race, let us wait for the Ancestor of the Night Demon to arrive before we discuss,” the Buddha said.

As soon as the Buddha finished speaking, a pitch-black rainbow swept in from afar, covering the sky. This black rainbow was the darkest existence in the world—nothing was darker.

Within that black rainbow, a pair of domineering eyes flickered. When it descended, the rainbow converged, and a figure stepped out.

“Buddha, what is it?” the Night Demon Ancestor said coldly, his eyes pitch-black. If anyone met his gaze, they would sink into endless darkness.

“Two Great Emperors, I wish to ask for your help in capturing a human,” the Buddha said.

To the Buddha, that human seemed somewhat strange, but dealing with him would not require the help of two Great Emperors. There were other important matters to discuss.

“Ha!” the Star Race Ancestor laughed. “Buddha, you didn’t call us here just for this, did you? A mere human requires the three of us to act? Could he be a heaven-defying powerhouse?”

“Of course, that human is trivial. But I have heard that the Monkey Race’s Great Sage, the Snake Race’s Goddess Nüwa, and several other Great Emperors have met privately and formed an alliance. Now that this era is on the verge of destruction, the chance for true eternal existence is slim. Without unity, there is no hope,” the Buddha said.

“Is that so?” The Night Demon Ancestor and the Star Race Ancestor exchanged glances. Though they said this, they already knew in their hearts.

“Naturally. Would this Buddha speak falsely?” the Buddha said.

The ancient races’ three thousand demon gods were watching covetously, but their hearts were not united. The same was true for the Great Emperors of the myriad races—each had their own agenda.

The true path to eternity was not so easily attained.

In the previous era, all had perished and fallen into slumber. Now, awakened once more, they naturally sought to fight for the peak again.

…

The Buddha spoke at length with the two Great Emperors, but for the Buddhist race, the prerequisite for all this was their help in suppressing that detestable human.

To the Buddha, what had happened today was unbearable.

And the Star Race Ancestor, who governed the endless stars, would find it easy to locate a single human in this vast world.

…

“Where have we arrived?” Venerable Śākya followed Lin Fan out of the void, looking around at the unfamiliar surroundings, unsure of their location.

“How would I know?” Lin Fan shook his head. This world had changed too much. Along the way, he had already sensed several different auras.

These auras belonged to various races, all in groups. He had also encountered many of the once-dominant ancient races, but now their prestige had waned.

On the journey here, Lin Fan had already seen several waves of ancient races being slain by the myriad races.

What shocked Lin Fan even more was that the strength of the myriad races had advanced by leaps and bounds, almost beyond belief.

Seventh realm was as common as dogs, eighth realm filled the streets, ninth realm could be grabbed by the handful, and tenth realm was not rare.

Such a tremendous change made Lin Fan feel that this world was different from the one he had experienced before.

Indeed, as Lin Fan thought, the change was immense. Compared to the past, the gap was like heaven and earth—utterly incomparable.

The myriad realms had merged, and the laws of heaven and earth had ascended to a higher level.

Once, reaching the tenth realm of Divine Heaven was extremely difficult, but now, with the right opportunity, everything was possible.

“This world has changed greatly. In the years I spent fleeing, I passed through many places. Sects stood everywhere. Once, the myriad races could mix together and join a single sect, but now divisions are clear. Each race has its own sect, and those not of the same race are not accepted.”

“This change is too great.”

Venerable Śākya sighed, reflecting on his experiences during this time.

Now, the ancient races were no longer a problem for the myriad races. The prodigies naturally had room to grow, and their cultivation soared, unstoppable.

Lin Fan said nothing more. This situation was already within his expectations.

Just then, a commotion arose ahead.

When Lin Fan brought Venerable Śākya to the spot, he was somewhat puzzled.

A group of myriad race beings was gathered there, facing a mountain peak. The peak was ordinary and unremarkable, but a power was brewing within it.

“The Eternal Throne is hidden within. This time, we must obtain it.”

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Lin Fan was startled. The Eternal Throne was now hidden in forbidden lands? How strange...