Chapter 1377: Chapter 1393: Divinity Transformation Forbidden Entry, Sages Halt

Even the usually calm and composed Bodhisattva was rapidly changing appearances.

Each face bore eyes filled with shock.

The Thunder Wing Middle-aged felt a chill run down his spine, faintly sensing something terrifying silently watching him from behind.

The feeling was like a little frog being stared at by a venomous snake.

An unfamiliar feeling of panic, one not felt in decades, surged in his heart.

His Adam’s apple bobbed, and he turned his head with difficulty to look behind him.

Behind him, the void had unknowingly split open into a massive rift stretching across the heavens!

Within the rift, a pair of faint golden eyes quietly gazed at him.

Just one glance, and the Thunder Wing Middle-aged had his hairs stand on end!

The Divine Ring at the back of his head instantly shattered into pieces!

Connected by the heart and spirit, the Thunder Wing Middle-aged spat out a mouthful of blood, his face swiftly turning pale gold.

A deep-seated terror from the soul made this supreme being in the midst of the Heavenly Human Three Decline uncontrollably tremble.

From within the rift, the owner of those golden eyes spoke in a calm voice:

"Divinity Transformation forbidden, Sages stand back."

"Violation of ancient taboos, even the Buddha cannot save you."

The Thunder Wing Middle-aged’s pupils contracted sharply, begging in a trembling voice:

"I did not intend to ascend to the continent!"

"It was that Jiang Fan who framed me!"

"He set me up..."

Bang!

Before his words could fade, the Thunder Wing Middle-aged exploded into a mist of blood under the gaze of the golden eyes.

Together with his clothing, Spiritual Artifacts, Space Storage Device, and all his Thunder Path Power.

Instantly, everything vanished without a trace.

Nothing was left behind!

The rift closed along with the golden eyes slowly receding into the endless darkness.

Silence hung over the Vast Sea.

Only the red-tinted waves crashed against the shore, making a rhythmic sound.

Jiang Fan, the monks, even the Bodhisattva, were all so shocked they scarcely dared to breathe.

Just one look, and it annihilated a supreme Venerate in the midst of the Heavenly Human Three Decline?

Who on earth was the owner of those golden eyes?

Judging by the voice, it was a woman.

Could it be that mysterious woman from back then, who wilfully renamed Lingzhu Island to Continent, forcing Taicang State to alter maps overnight?

After a long while, Jiang Fan finally recovered.

He took a deep breath!

So, the legend of Divinity Transformation being forbidden was false!

Because, it was only half the sentence.

The complete phrase should be "Divinity Transformation forbidden, Sages stand back!"

Not only are Divinity Transformations barred from the continent.

Even those from the Virtuous Realm are not to set foot on the continent lightly!

Jiang Fan felt the world spinning, the once familiar, barren continent now giving him an unprecedented sense of alienation.

What secrets did this continent hold?

Why was it forbidden to powerful beings?

The Bodhisattva was also shocked, gazing at the continent, speechless for a long time.

The rumor about Divinity Transformation’s ban had persisted for ages, even he couldn’t pinpoint from which era it originated.

He had doubted the rumor’s authenticity.

Unexpectedly, today it was proven before his eyes!

And he had witnessed an indescribable abyssal presence!

He had no doubt that if those golden eyes had looked at him, he too would disappear without a trace, erased from existence.

"Amitabha, how fortunate."

After a moment, he regained his senses, pressing his palms together and bowing to the continent.

Then he turned to Jiang Fan, "Master Jiang, please produce the ’Prison Suppressing Soul Scripture,’ I will personally open it."

He only wished to quickly imprint a copy of the scripture’s content.

Then swiftly distance himself from the continent, never to approach it again in this life.

The place where the Misfortune Sage had fallen was called the first ominous land of Taicang State.

But now it seemed the continent itself was the first ominous land!

After a brief thought, Jiang Fan looked toward the Six-Path Masters, "Alright."

"However, release him first."

The Bodhisattva hesitated not, nodding slightly: "Good."

For the ’Prison Suppressing Soul Scripture,’ he even gave up enlightening Jiang Fan, let alone a Six-Path Masters.

Immediately, he raised a hand, extracting a thread of Buddha Light from the Six-Path Master’s body.

Just like when the Sky Demon Emperor was forced to leave the Vulgar Life in the past, the Six-Path Masters, who had held a noble air moments ago, suddenly exclaimed after a brief daze.

"Ah! Bodhisattva, please spare me!"

"I had nothing to do with it, it was Jiang Fan, that little rascal, who falsely claimed me as a secular disciple under you."

"If there’s blame to be laid or debt to be paid, enlighten him instead!"

"By the way, I’ll tell you secretly, the Bodhi Tree is with that little rascal, don’t let him go!"

"Of course, when you enlighten him, do not say it was me who told."

The Bodhisattva remained silent.

The monks around did as well.

Jiang Fan nodded, "Hmm, on behalf of the Bodhisattva, I promise he won’t tell Jiang Fan."

The Six-Path Masters hastily clasped his hands in salute: "Thank you, thank you... hey..."

"Why does this voice sound so familiar?"

Turning his head, he found a middle-aged monk, and couldn’t help but say, "Who are you?"

"I’m talking here, and you interrupt?"

Jiang Fan chuckled, reaching up to remove his mask, revealing a handsome youthful face.

Ah?

It’s Jiang Fan?

The Six-Path Masters stood there awkwardly.

His face flushed red as he said: "Ahem, Jiang... Brother Jiang, what a coincidence?"

"You’re also here for a walk?"

"Have you had dinner?"

Jiang Fan’s face darkened, veins pulsing on his forehead, and he said:

"Bodhisattva, keep this old guy in your Buddhist sect."

"Do not let him out."

Only then did the Six-Path Masters realize that he was released because Jiang Fan convinced the Bodhisattva.

He slapped his thigh, quickly flattering:

"Ah, Brother Jiang, my dear brother."

"I knew you would save me."

Jiang Fan snorted, "I went through fire and water for you, and you stabbed me in the back!"

"Going so far as snitching about the Bodhi Tree!"

The Six-Path Masters awkwardly grimaced, but then remembered something, pointing at his own bald head, he said angrily:

"And you blame me? Look at what you did!"

"You falsely claimed me as a secular disciple under the Bodhisattva, who immediately came knocking on my door!"

Hearing this, Jiang Fan felt a pang of guilt.

He indeed worsened the Six-Path Master’s situation.

Had it not been for the ’Prison Suppressing Soul Scripture,’ it would’ve been both him and the Six-Path Masters, as two unlucky brothers, becoming bald monks at the White Horse Temple.

The Six-Path Masters would be the old bald one.

Jiang Fan would be the young bald one.

He cleared his throat, "Let’s call it even!"

The Bodhisattva, watching the interaction with amusement, said:

"You two really are amusing."

"Why not become my secular disciples?"

But the Six-Path Masters shook his head like a rattle: "No, no, no, let Jiang Fan do it, I’ve been down that road before."

Jiang Fan shot him a glance, then said to the Bodhisattva:

"Bodhisattva, better choose this old guy, he has experience, should be prioritized."

The Bodhisattva with a smiling face, said:

"Alright, since you both are unwilling, I won’t force it."

"Bring out the ’Prison Suppressing Soul Scripture,’ let’s view it together."

Jiang Fan was puzzled, asking:

"Bodhisattva, you are not surprised at all about the Bodhi Tree being with me?"

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