There are a thousand ters between the Kunlun Mountains Minor World and the Western Paradise World.
The distance is not far.
For Xu Wendong, crossing this distance is as easy as pie.
Just as he approached the Western Paradise World, a golden Buddha’s light blocked his way.
It seed that the Western Paradise was very averse to his arrival.
Xu Wendong snorted coldly and unleashed his True Qi, forcibly breaking through the Buddha’s light before descending upon the Western Paradise World.
In this world, the sky was as blue as wash, light eternal, the ground paved with gold, covered with a net of pearls.
Beautiful lotus flowers blood everywhere, exuding fragrant aromas.
They made one instantly forget their troubles.
Almost forget the seven emotions and six desires.
This made Xu Wendong feel incredible that upon just setting foot in the Western Paradise World, there was already such an amazing shift in his mindset.
If he stayed here longer, he would certainly forget who he was.
No ti to think more about it.
Xu Wendong imdiately muttered the Dragon Phoenix Creation Technique to regain his self.
Yet an ominous premonition arose in his heart.
Even he was affected here.
What about his mother?
Could she also have been influenced?
Might she forget herself?
Xu Wendong’s mood turned restless at this mont.
He wanted to unleash his Soul Force to search for his mother’s whereabouts, but this was not his territory after all.
The Soul Force could only cover five ters around him, a distance insufficient to find his mother’s whereabouts.
Just at this mont.
A sonorous Buddhist chant echoed from the sky: "Amitabha Buddha!"
In an instant.
A vast Buddha aura swept overwhelmingly across the Western sky, transforming into a Sanskrit script that obscured the sun and covered the sky.
Seeing the Sanskrit script overhead, Xu Wendong also felt a nearly suffocating sensation.
Though he had always disliked the Buddhist Sect, he never underestimated its thods.
He pressed his hands together, silently reciting the Golden Bell Shield Iron Cloth Shirt before the Sanskrit was about to descend.
Dong!
Accompanied by a resonant bell chi, the suffocating illusion Xu Wendong felt imdiately vanished.
At the sa ti, the golden Sanskrit in the sky also disappeared between heaven and earth.
Moreover.
Xu Wendong felt completely relaxed.
Because he had practiced the Golden Bell Shield Iron Cloth Shirt, he was recognized by the Western Paradise World.
"Lucky I cultivated the Golden Bell Shield Iron Cloth Shirt, otherwise even entering the Western Paradise World, I’d find it hard to advance!"
Xu Wendong inwardly rejoiced, then he looked towards the massive mountain to the west, about ten thousand ters high.
Within the mountain stood a golden Buddha statue about a kiloter tall, Buddha’s light illuminating the mountain behind it, looking as if cast in gold.
He knew this was Mount Ling of the Western Paradise World.
Taking a deep breath, Xu Wendong strode forward, with each step underfoot unveiling the phantom of a lotus flower.
"Who are you? Why intrude into Mount Ling?"
When Xu Wendong ca to the foot of Mount Ling, eighteen monks wielding staves blocked his way.
Each exuded an imposing aura without anger.
Xu Wendong did not pay them any heed and continued to stride forward.
The Eighteen Bronze Figures cooperatively ford a formation, surrounding Xu Wendong entirely, then launched a fierce attack.
Xu Wendong’s lips curled with disdain.
Even though his power was suppressed, the Eighteen Bronze Figures were by no ans his match.
"Scram!"
A cold shout erupted from his mouth.
All Eighteen Bronze Figures spat blood, screaming as they flew backward, unable to withstand the aura Xu Wendong exuded.
"Amitabha Buddha!"
Alongside a resounding Buddhist chant, a monk in robes appeared in mid-air.
Treading on golden clouds, he exuded an air of benevolence and kindness.
The visitor was none other than the Empty-Distance Monk, who had previously visited the Jade Maiden Palace.
Kongyuan: "My Buddha is compassionate; I did not expect Benefactor Xu to survive the Nine Provinces Grand Battle."
Xu Wendong raised an eyebrow: "Old baldy, you don’t suppose that my survival is due to the Buddha Ancestor’s blessing, do you?"
Kongyuan was not angered, still maintaining a kind deanor: "This poor monk said before, Benefactor Xu is destined with my Buddha!"
"Don’t give that nonsense; even if I am destined with your Buddha Ancestor, it is a fateful encounter." Xu Wendong said impatiently: "I ca to the Western Paradise World to find soone, let your manager here co out."
Kongyuan pressed his hands together: "All matters in Mount Ling, large or small, are managed by this poor monk. Benefactor Xu, speak freely."
Xu Wendong got straight to the point: "Nineteen years ago, a woman nad Luo Qingchuan entered the Western Paradise World. The person I am looking for is her!"
Kongyuan’s pupils quivered intensely; he looked at Xu Wendong in shock: "Could it be you are Benefactor Luo’s child?"
From their first eting, Kongyuan felt Xu Wendong looked familiar, but he never imagined this person was Luo Qingchuan’s son.
To him, this revelation was like a bolt from the blue.
He never expected Xu Wendong’s accomplishnts to be so staggering.
Even if he began cultivating in the womb, it had been no more than twenty years!
To be capable of slaying Nascent Soul Stage experts in just twenty years, such talent was truly terrifying.
Xu Wendong clenched his fists tightly: "Where is my mother?"
"Amitabha Buddha!" Kongyuan said: "Benefactor Xu, indeed your mother did co to Mount Ling; she prayed before the Buddha Ancestor’s statue for you but then she left."
"As to where she went, this poor monk does not know."
"This answer is unsatisfactory!" Xu Wendong let out a terrifying murderous intent, with the Lingxiao Sword hovering above his head, emanating an earth-shattering Sword Qi.
He didn’t believe Kongyuan’s words; if his mother truly left the Western Paradise World, why had she not returned to the Luo family?
Why didn’t she return to the secular world to find him?
Moreover.
With strength comparable to the Nascent Soul stage realm, he nearly lost himself upon arriving at the Western Paradise World.
He didn’t believe that his mother, a weak woman, would be unaffected.
"Benefactor Xu, monastics do not tell lies!" Kongyuan said: "Your mother indeed left Mount Ling long ago."
"Not telling the truth?" Xu Wendong’s eyes glinted coldly: "If so, then I’ll beat you until you tell the truth!"
He pinched the spell with his hands, the Lingxiao Sword turning into a shadow rushing towards the Empty-Distance Monk.
The Lingxiao Sword was a hereditary treasure of the Sword Pavilion and a truly formidable Spiritual Artifact of trendous power.
Even the Empty-Distance Monk’s face changed in the presence of the intense murderous intent emanating from the Lingxiao Sword.
He couldn’t think much; he hastily deployed his prayer beads to confine the Lingxiao Sword mid-air.
While silently chanting scriptures, the prayer beads exploded with dazzling golden light.
"Just with this broken prayer bead, how can you withstand the Lingxiao Sword?" Xu Wendong snorted coldly.
He pinched the spell with his hands, causing the Lingxiao Sword to erupt with an overwhelming Sword Qi, instantly breaking free from the prayer beads’ confinent.
Simultaneously, the Empty-Distance Monk spat blood as he fell from mid-air to the ground.
Xu Wendong strode forward, stepping on his chest, overlooking him: "Tell the truth, or die."
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