The Legend of Futian

Shenyan Arhat did not step forward. In the Western Heaven, there were many Buddhas, and Shenyan Buddha Lord was one of the Buddhas who stood at the peak of the realm.

Shenyan Arhat was the chosen successor of Shenyan Buddha Lord. He represented Shenyan Buddha Lord as his most outstanding disciple. Here on Spirit Mountain, he was also the most prominent Buddha of his generation. He was situated at the top of the upper heavens of Spirit Mountain. His standing was apparent from this.

Although Ye Futian already posed a threat to his ability, Ye Futian still had to make his way past many Buddhist cultivators to get here. For now, Shenyan Arhat did not need to act.

However, Ye Futian was not bothered with who would attack him. The Mahavairocana Battle Form still remained. He walked up slowly into the sky. He was not moving fast, but each step he took was stable and firm. It made people feel as though he was as solid and unmovable as a boulder.

A Buddhist cultivator stepped forward. He was at the peak of the ninth tier of the Buddhist Path. Now, only Buddhist cultivators at this level could contend with Ye Futian in Buddhist doctrine. Right out of the gate, a ninth-tier cultivator came to fight him. Among eighth-tier Buddhist cultivators, only arhat-level figures had the chance of going against Ye Futian.

"I wish to experience Benefactor Ye's Buddhist doctrine firsthand," said the monk who emerged. He stood in the sky above Ye Futian and was an older Buddhist cultivator. He had immersed himself in the ninth tier of the Buddhist Path for many years. He had high attainments in terms of Buddhist doctrine. It was just that he had yet to break through the shackles of the Path and experience Buddha's Tribulation.

"Master, please do not hesitate to give me some pointers," replied Ye Futian politely as he placed his palms together. As he said this, the unparalleled golden Light of Buddha radiated from the other party's floating figure. The silhouette of a bodhisattva appeared. It was sitting cross-legged on a golden lotus and reciting mantras.

Immediately, endless mantras reverberated in the space. It was as though various silhouettes of Buddhas appeared at the same time in the sky. The mantras circled around Ye Futian and echoed throughout the space. In an instant, it enveloped the top of Spirit Mountain.

It was a Buddhist spell. Ye Futian instantly sensed this. Not only did he sense it, but he was even brought into a different space. Inside the space, he saw the dazzling silhouettes of golden Buddhas. They appeared divine. Before the Buddhas, a mirror with many images appeared.

The images were, surprisingly, of his life. They were all the things that he had done. Most of them showed massacres.

For instance, one image was of the death of Lord Six Desires and Great Elder Motian. After they died, the misery faced by their loved ones surfaced. Their fortunes were liquidated, and their fates were miserable.

Aside from that, all the cultivators killed by Ye Futian across his decades of cultivation also appeared. He even caught a glimpse of the moment they perished as well as the anguish of their loved ones.

These were all illusions.

This thought surfaced in Ye Futian's mind. However, he found it difficult to struggle free from this illusion. He still remained in this space. This was no mere illusion but a fantasy woven by the Buddhist spell. They were real and yet also ethereal. They were all the outcomes of Ye Futian's actions.

Behind the images, the Buddhas seemed to be overflowing with compassion and mercy, as though they were advising the viewer to let go of their hatred and resolve. This caused Ye Futian's heart to turn mellow and caused him to reflect on all he had done. He began to doubt his own actions and challenge his own beliefs.

Suddenly, an intense sense of realization welled up in Ye Futian's heart.

In order to achieve greater cultivation, one must cultivate their own heart. The spell might make him disagree with all that he had done and even deny his former self. If Ye Futian's state of mind were affected by the corrosion of this spell, then his status would surely affect his comprehension of Buddhist doctrine and his future cultivation.

This monk harbored ill intentions. Or it should be said that this spell was too terrifying.

Ye Futian started chanting Vajra Spell. A golden ray enveloped his body like a robe, fortifying his state of mind and allowing him to be able to stare directly at the images.

"Ye Futian, you have claimed countless lives throughout your journey. Your sin is great. You shall reap what you sow," a voice reverberated in Ye Futian's mind, causing even his spiritual soul to tremble.

However, Ye Futian managed to stare calmly at the other party. Not only could Vajra Spell be used as an attack, but it could also serve to fortify one's state of mind.

The journey of a cultivator was destined to be established on the dead bodies of countless other cultivators. This was especially true for someone like Ye Futian, who had come all the way here from the Nine States of the Lower Worlds. This Buddhist cultivator before him knew nothing of his struggles, so the Buddhist cultivator was not qualified to assume the role of the merciful one and convict him as a great sinner.

Was it considered a sin for him to kill Great Elder Motian and Lord Six Desire?

At that moment, Ye Futian gained the upper hand in his mental war against the Buddhist spell, allowing him to be even more resolute. There were very few things that Ye Futian regretted in his life. He did everything with a clear conscience.

"If there is karma, I am willing to accept the karma for all my actions," said Ye Futian nonchalantly. The flaming golden Light of Buddha burst forth from his body. The light of Mahavairocana was dazzling. Then, a terrifying Palm of Mahavairocana charged out and immediately shattered the images and reduced them to dust.

The Palm of Mahavairocana lit up the space. It crashed into the other party's body. The outcome was the same as before. His opponent was immediately injured and spat out fresh blood.

Bang. Ye Futian did not stop moving at all and continued to advance. His footsteps were firm, as though his faith was even more resolute at this moment. No one could stop him.

"Amitabha!"

Another Buddha stepped forward. The Light of Buddha radiated, and he unleashed his Buddhist Battle Form, causing the figure of an ancient Buddha to appear. Ye Futian looked up. This time, he did not bother making any small talk. He immediately sent a Palm of Mahavairocana crashing forward and smashing the space. It charged straight towards the Buddhist cultivator and did not give the other party any opportunity to unleash any Buddhist doctrine.

Since they were comparing their Buddhist doctrine, these Buddhas should first display an ability on par with Ye Futian's to qualify to have a conversation with him. Otherwise, if they took their sweet time, how long would he need to reach the very top and meet the Lord of All Buddhas?

Rumble. A loud sound could be heard again. After experiencing the Buddhist spell and doubting himself, he was actually even stronger now. It was as though he had undergone a true metamorphosis and become Mahavairocana. As his palm strike descended, no Buddha could stand in his way.

The scene before them shocked the various Buddhas. The various Buddhas in the sky stared at the silhouette. Aside from the sound of Ye Futian's attacks and his footsteps, the Spirit Mountain of Western Heaven where various Buddhas gathered actually became eerily quiet as they watched Ye Futian advancing step by step.

One by one, the Buddhist cultivators fell before Ye Futian. It was as though there was no Buddha who could block Ye Futian's path.

Ye Futian managed to conquer many stages with only the Palm of Mahavairocana and Vajra Spell.

A few hours later, Ye Futian had almost arrived at the peak of Spirit Mountain. Only the last few stages were left. Even the few arhats that he had met were sitting above his current stage. He was close to reaching them.

These arhats would most likely attack him now.

The various arhats and Buddha Lords witnessed how Ye Futian made his way towards them step by step. They felt as though they were seeing another Donghuang the Great a few centuries later!