Yang Jian's expression was incredibly solemn, yet he could only step forward, "Yang Jian wishes to battle you!"
Yu Fan shook his head, "Yang Jian, you are someone I respect. I will certainly not bully the younger. When you reach the Da Luo realm, we shall battle then!"
Yang Jian said coldly, "If you want to fight, then fight! What's with all the nonsense!"
With that, his three-pointed, double-edged halberd broke through the air.
A golden light happened to descend from the sky, and a sigh was heard, "Yang Jian, you may retreat."
Yang Jian looked closely and saw it was Uncle-Master Manjushri, and he immediately bowed respectfully.
The immortals of the Chan sect all bowed, calling out "Uncle-Master" and "Senior Uncle."
Manjushri glanced at everyone, feeling somewhat helpless. In the end, the disciples were not as skilled as their opponents.
He stood in mid-air, looked at Yu Fan, and said, "Little friends, retreat from here!"
Yu Fan, however, was not afraid, "Why do you say that, Senior?"
"I admire the Sage of All Beings and naturally do not wish to harm the Sage's disciples," Manjushri said with emotion.
Upon hearing this, Yu Fan bowed, "Thank you, Senior! But having descended the mountain this time, my master's instruction was to guard Chaoge. Therefore, I must offend you today."
Manjushri couldn't help but look at them a few more times. He said no more, then flicked his hand, and a vast expanse of golden light flashed, enveloping Yu Fan and the others, intending to throw them out of the Xiqi battlefield.
But Yu Fan thrust out both palms, the void vibrated, heaven and earth shifted, and the laws of emptiness dispersed the golden light.
Manjushri let out a soft exclamation, "The disciples of the Sage of All Beings are truly full of talent. However, you are still in the Tai Yi realm. Even with peerless talent and comprehension of the Dao of Space, you are no match for a Da Luo realm expert."
Yu Fan bowed respectfully, "Junior naturally cannot match a Da Luo expert like you, Senior. But I can still fight and defeat ordinary Da Luo rogue immortals."
Manjushri chuckled lightly, "If that is the case, then let this humble one broaden his horizons and witness the strength of a direct disciple of Mount Fuyu."
"Junior will offend you!" As his words fell, Yu Fan's figure instantly disappeared.
All the immortals were stunned. The heavens and earth fell silent. Guangfa Tianzun Manjushri, clad in a cloud robe, held an ethereal whisk in his left hand and the sword of wisdom in his right. His eyes were narrowed, allowing the clear breeze from the sky to ruffle his three thousand strands of white hair.
Suddenly, a figure appeared behind Manjushri. Manjushri remained unmoved. This figure was Yu Fan. He threw a punch, a punch whose power was not comparable to that of nine bulls and two tigers, but was enough to cleave mountains and split seas.
Manjushri remained motionless. Yu Fan's punch landed behind him but was blocked by a golden lotus that suddenly appeared.
Seeing this, Yu Fan's figure disappeared again, and he struck Manjushri again from a peculiar angle. Each punch was enough to kill a Tai Yi Golden Immortal, but this terrifying force always landed on the golden lotus.
No matter how刁钻 or strange the angle of his appearance, or how terrifying his speed, the golden lotus always bloomed before his punch landed.
Yu Fan threw a hundred punches in an instant. The hundred afterimages had not yet dissipated, as if a hundred Yu Fans were attacking Manjushri. This was the scene in the eyes of a Tai Yi Golden Immortal, but to a Da Luo, it was merely the past of a hundred afterimages.
Manjushri smiled faintly, "Little friend, with such strength, you cannot defeat an ordinary Da Luo. Although your speed is fast, in the eyes of a Da Luo, it is merely passable. Speed and agility can naturally overwhelm those with lower cultivation, but to those who can even reverse time, it is merely laughable.
The great Dao of cultivation is not just about fighting. Do not go in the wrong direction."
Yu Fan's expression was stunned. Jiu Tuo had already entered the Da Luo realm, yet he was still stuck in Tai Yi. Both were disciples with terrifying killing techniques, but Yu Fan carefully thought about it. He had blindly pursued slaughter, yet the fundamental Dao was not slaughter. Unknowingly, he had fallen behind.
Such a simple truth could cause a Daoist who was immersed in slaughter and combat to lose their way. Indeed, once one enters the Dao, the great Dao does not necessarily follow the heart.
"Thank you for your guidance, Senior! Junior has learned a great lesson!" Yu Fan said sincerely.
Manjushri nodded, his eyes filled with admiration, "With your physical body comparable to an ancient great witch, you indeed possess the combat power of a Da Luo. However, without the Da Luo realm, you can ultimately not defeat a legitimate Da Luo."
In the sky, clouds flowed and light converged. Four figures emerged against the light.
"Manjushri! You are bullying a junior here, are you not ashamed!"
"Hahaha! So this is the demeanor of Chan sect's golden immortals." Another rough voice came.
The immortals looked up and saw four Daoists arriving in unison. The heavens and earth changed color, and the four beasts beneath them, each divine and extraordinary, deterred all spirits.
A rogue immortal exclaimed, "Could it be the Four Holy Monarchs of Nine Dragon Island?"
"What? You mean the Four Holy Ones of Nine Dragon Island in the East Sea?"
"If not them, then who else?"
The immortals became fearful. These Four Holy Ones of Nine Dragon Island were four Da Luo Golden Immortals. Moreover, they were united and cultivated the great Dao together. Their strength was immense, and being disciples of the Jie sect, even powerful beings had to show them some respect.
Manjushri was not angry at this, merely smiling, "I was wondering who had such presence. I did not expect it to be the four Daoist brothers."
The four had joined the Jie sect much earlier than him, hence he addressed them as Daoist brothers.
Wang Mo laughed, "If you, the high-ranking immortals of the Chan sect, can bully our Jie sect's juniors, are we, as elders, not allowed to seek justice?"
Manjushri shook his head. Just as he was about to say something, he suddenly noticed something. A flash of surprise appeared in his eyes, which then settled, "Why are you Daoist brothers not cultivating peacefully in your dojo, avoiding the great tribulation, but insist on entering this mortal world?"
Yang Sen said coldly, "We are all disciples of the Three Sects. Your Chan sect is flourishing in the human world, yet our Jie sect must remain in seclusion? What kind of reason is this?"
Gao Youqian looked at the three of Yu Fan and smiled, "Thank you, little friends, for protecting our Jie sect's juniors."
Yu Fan stepped forward and bowed respectfully, declining the honor.
Manjushri, seeing the four approaching aggressively but not intimidated, said, "Junior Brother Puxian will arrive soon. Do you four Daoist brothers truly wish to fight? You can still withdraw now!"
Yang Xingba said domineeringly, "So what if Puxian comes? Do you think we are afraid of you?"
A faint smile played on Manjushri's lips. The white hair tied up at his back swayed. The cloud light shone brightly, as if an immortal had returned to the world, making the four Holy Ones' imposing aura seem somewhat out of place.
"If you four Daoist brothers had come in your true forms, let alone me and Junior Brother Puxian, even Senior Brother Guangchengzi would not be able to deal with you.
But you have only come with your Da Luo avatars to participate in this tribulation. Are you underestimating my Chan sect too much!"
Wang Mo coldly scoffed, "All of us are at a critical juncture in comprehending our techniques and cannot disengage. However, even avatars are enough to deal with you, Manjushri!"
Yu Fan and the other two retreated from the scene. This was not a battlefield for them to interfere in.
However, below the battlefield, Yun Yao was very puzzled, "Senior Brother, why don't you use your innate divine ability to let that Zhenren Manjushri have a taste of it?"
Yu Fan snorted, "When doing things, always keep a trump card, especially when you don't have a sure win. Otherwise, Junior Brother, would you like to have a taste?"
Yun Yao's face instantly turned pale, and he quickly said, "Ah, Senior Brother, Junior Brother is at a critical juncture in his recent cultivation and cannot participate."
Yu Fan watched Yun Yao flee, unable to help but smile. However, his mind was contemplating Manjushri's words.
His Master had once said that Guangfa Tianzun Manjushri was extremely powerful, at the peak of the Da Luo realm. It was only because he had aided Emperor Xuanyuan in ascending the throne a thousand yuanhui ago that he became entangled with karmic merit and was unable to sever his hindrances, otherwise, he would have long been a powerful being of heaven and earth!
This Senior indeed possessed the demeanor of an elder and was genuinely guiding him.
However,
He looked up again at the battle in the sky. Guangfa Tianzun Manjushri was actually at a disadvantage. What was making Manjushri struggle to cope were four spiritual treasures: one called the Heaven-Opening Pearl, one called the Earth-Splitting Pearl, one called the Primordial Chaos Pearl, and one called the Primordial Chaos Sword. The four treasures' spiritual light flickered. The Heaven and Earth Pearls evolved the phenomena of heaven and earth, the Primordial Chaos Pearl evolved the essence of all phenomena, and the Primordial Chaos Sword opened the three thousand Dao Qi. Heaven and earth became chaotic and disordered, and Guangfa Tianzun Manjushri was trapped within.