Qifeng Island is the fifth largest island on the planet and is home to nearly 10 million Yama people.

The people of the Yama Clan are born with great strength. Even a mortal can lift an elephant with one hand. Naturally, there are many practitioners among them.

After landing on the island, Zhang Ruochen found a tea shed on a simple pier and drank bitter and slightly hot tea from a thick clay porcelain bowl.

Tea is very ordinary, very ordinary.

However, drinking it in his mouth made Zhang Ruochen calm down and reminded him of his original intention to embark on the path of cultivation.

If there hadn't been so many grievances, the oppression that constantly fell on me, and the special background of "Crown Prince Shengming" or "Ninth Prince", I should have been able to live a good and stable life.

Rather, like now, the purpose of coming to this planet is to rob, to kill, to kill a group of low-level monks and mortals who have no grudges against themselves.

They are all things that must be done, but they are not what I want to do most.

I don’t know since when, I have become like this. It seems to be the opposite of my original intention. Where is the next way to go?

Zhang Ruochen looked at the tea-yellow water in the bowl.

I feel so strange in the water, I don’t even recognize myself!

"Gulu."

After finishing the bowl, Zhang Ruochen gathered his emotions and his eyes became extremely sharp.

We still have to walk the next road.

He has no way out. If he takes one step back, he will be shattered into pieces.

"Wow!"

One hundred spiritual power light points flew out of Zhang Ruochen's body and instantly fell to various areas of Qifeng Island, turning into a hundred mental power thought clones.

Soon, in a small city, one of his mental thoughts heard two immortal realm saints sitting on the island talking about something, which caught his attention.

"Buddha's light appears in the North Pole, shining thousands of miles away. It seems that the opportunity for our star has been born, and it will most likely be taken away by Yan Wushen."

"The news I received is that a Buddha's Light Rainbow Bridge has appeared in the North Pole, spanning the glacier continent. There are Buddha's voices coming from the ground, like ten thousand Buddhas paying homage to the sect."

"At the beginning, Yan Huangtu speculated that the chance of his own star might be a Buddha relic. After all... that place has a strong Buddhist aura and an astonishingly high quality, and the image of the Buddha and the phantom of the Bodhi tree appeared."

"Don't you know that the latest news has come out?"

"What's the latest news?"

The voice said in a rather low voice: "It is said that the Buddhist most precious mirror stand may also be there."

…

At first, Zhang Ruochen was still listening carefully.

However, after hearing "Buddha's Relic" and "Mirror Stand", a smile appeared on his face and he shook his head slightly.

I don't know how many thousands of years have passed since the birth of Buddhism, but there are only six people who can be called "Buddhas".

The last Buddha, who was revered by Buddhas all over the world and was called the "Sixth Patriarch", passed away before the establishment of the previous Yuanhui and the Heavenly Court.

From then on, there was no more Buddha in the world.

The Sixth Patriarch passed away, leaving behind 84,000 relics, which are relics for the Buddha and the supreme treasure of Buddhism. Bodhisattvas and Buddhas in Buddhism all want to get one so that they can understand the wonderful method of reaching the Buddha's realm.

However, of the 84,000 relics, 83,990 were turned into mirror stands at the moment of birth. Only ten Buddha relics are left, which are stored in the ten holy places of Buddhism.

How could a treasure like the Buddha's relics end up in the hell realm?

Let me explain again. According to legend, the mirror stand was not only made up of 83,990 Buddha relics. Later, I don’t know who, and I don’t know by what means, it was refined into a Buddhist instrument.

As a warrior, the power of the Mirror Tower is comparable to that of a divine weapon.

As a Buddha treasure, it can help Buddhas all over the world cultivate and enlighten themselves.

As the crystallization of the Buddha's relics, it can enlighten civilization, make all living beings wise, and make all things spiritual.

It can be said that the Mirror Stand is a treasure more precious than an artifact.

"Buddha's relics and the Mirror Stand, it seems that the Emperor of Hell wants to use them as bait to lure me, Greedy Baby, and Que to the Arctic Glacier Continent."

Zhang Ruochen took back the thought of mental power and thought in his heart.

He could see that this was a trap, but Zhang Ruochen couldn't suppress the throbbing in his heart and couldn't help but look north.

In the northern sky, there is indeed a faint golden cloud emerging.

If there is anything that can help us comprehend the single pinnacle holy meaning better than swallowing the Emperor's Holy Will Pill, then this thing must be the Buddha's relic.

If there is anything that can help integrate the Holy Will more than swallowing the Quasi-Emperor Holy Will Pill, then the Mirror Tower must be one of them.

Yanhuang Tu saw that currently, for Zhang Ruochen, Greed Ying, and Que, cultivating the Holy Will and integrating the Holy Will were the most important things, so he released such news.

If they don't go, they will definitely feel uneasy and unable to enter the state of cultivation.

"Okay! In order to fuse the first-grade holy will, even if the news is only one ten thousandth credible, we must go."

Zhang Ruochen is very aware of how difficult the road he is taking now, so he cannot let go of any opportunity.

He cut a bloody mark on his right index finger, and a drop of the Great Sage's blood dripped out and fell into the tea bowl.

The water in the tea bowl boiled and turned into a ball of blood.

The blood energy condensed into another Zhang Ruochen.

The clone took off into the air and flew to the north.

The two Immortal Realm Great Saints who were sitting on Qifeng Island felt a reaction when the clones flew over their heads. The two looked at each other and were about to send a message to the Emperor of Hell.

Suddenly.

"Boom."

The entire Qifeng Island, which is more than a thousand miles long, was pressed by a terrifying space pressure that caused the mountains and rivers to collapse and the earth to sink.

The mountains turned into flat ground and all buildings were crushed.

After a while, the entire island sank into the bottom of the sea, and countless members of the Yama clan were buried. What's even more frightening is that they didn't know where their enemies were until they died.

"Oh my God! What is... what is happening?"

"Is the planet destroyed?"

…

At the dock, the Yama Luo tribesmen who were carrying goods were so frightened that they collapsed on the ground.

Just now they saw with their own eyes the scene of the sky falling apart and the earth shattering. Except for this dock, everything else became part of the sea.

The tea maker in the tea shed was weak and trembling, staring at Zhang Ruochen who was still sitting on the bench.

This young man seemed calm and indifferent from beginning to end.

However, he saw with his own eyes that when this young man raised his palm and pressed it down again, a vast expanse of land disappeared before his eyes.

"It's...it's you...you devil...ghost..." The tea maker said with trembling lips as he was extremely frightened.

Zhang Ruochen stood up and wanted to pay and leave, but found that he didn't have any money or anything with him, so he pulled out a hair from his head, put it on the table, and said, "Here, let's count the tea money!"

He turned around and was about to fly away.

The tea maker plucked up the courage and said angrily: "Why don't you kill us too?"

Zhang Ruochen looked up at the sky, was silent for a long time, and said: "What I can see in front of me are still living people. What I can't see, they are already ants."

"Shua——"

A golden light flashed, and Zhang Ruochen had left.

The tea maker climbed up from the ground with difficulty and looked at the hair on the table.

"A piece of hair is used as tea money, he...who does he think he is?"

The tea maker's fingers touched Zhang Ruochen's hair, and immediately, an unbearable power of the Holy Path poured into his body.

"Wow!"

"Wow!"

The two immortal realm saints of the Yama tribe flew up from the bottom of the sea, and both of them were seriously injured.

"Quick, send a message to Yan Huangtu. Qifeng Island was sunk by Zhang Ruochen, and he has gone north."

…

The North Pole of the Yama clan's own planet was originally a glacier continent, but now, most of the thousands of meters thick ice has melted, exposing black soil and rocks.

The air is cool.

The sky was covered by patches of golden clouds, and beams of light shot straight down from the gaps in some of the clouds.

Zhang Ruochen landed on this continent and listened carefully. Sure enough, he vaguely heard the sound of Buddha coming from a distance.

There is more than one person chanting.

"It's such a rich Buddhist aura. After breathing it in, my mental strength has increased significantly. Such a treasure land cannot be created by Yan Wushen and Yan Huangtu. It seems that the fate of the Yama clan's own star is indeed

Here."
To be continued...