novelraw Chapter 600 Is this the sage power of the Primordial Celestial Venerable?
Chapter 600 Is this the sage power of the Primordial Celestial Venerable?
In an instant, a storm raged in the heart of the Bodhisattva Samantabhadra.
All sorts of legends about Chen Changsheng immediately came to mind.
In the grand competition among the three religions, he overpowered his senior brother Guangchengzi!
In the Eastern Emperor's Secret Realm, he single-handedly fought against the combined forces of the three religions and seized the Eastern Emperor Bell!
Even Manjushri, the senior brother, suffered a great loss at his hands and returned empty-handed!
This is a true jinx! A monster who doesn't play by the rules at all!
In the mind of Master Puxian, alarm bells rang instantly, but then he remembered the great power of a saint in his mind, which was enough to suppress everything.
Their confidence has returned.
"So it's the Heavenly Enforcement Lord from the Heavenly Court."
Master Puxian suppressed his smile, his face regaining the indifference and aloofness characteristic of the Golden Immortals of the Chan Sect.
"What is the Heavenly Lord's intention in doing this? Could it be that he intends to defy my master's sacred decree?"
He directly invoked the name of Yuanshi Tianzun, attempting to use the name of the sage to pressure Chen Changsheng.
To everyone's surprise, Chen Changsheng burst out laughing as if he had heard the biggest joke in the world.
"Hahaha!"
"A sage's decree? Samantabhadra, have you gone mad from cultivating the Tao?"
Chen Changsheng retorted without any politeness, "The decree of the Primordial Heavenly Venerable governs heaven and earth; how could it possibly extend to the disciples of my Intercepting Sect?"
"Your Chan Sect emphasizes lineage and destiny. My Jie Sect advocates education for all, regardless of background, and seizing every opportunity for survival! Your methods won't work on me!"
These words were extremely arrogant, showing absolutely no respect to the Chan Sect.
Master Puxian's face instantly turned ashen.
"you!"
Just then, Li Jing, who was holding the child, finally snapped out of his shock.
Looking at the tense atmosphere before him, he was so frightened that his legs went weak.
My God!
What exactly is going on?
One is a great benefactor, the other is a disciple of a saint. How could they fight right now over my newborn son?
Is my son so popular?
Li Jing, holding the child, stood between the two, unsure whether to leave or stay. His face was flushed red, and cold sweat streamed down his forehead.
Master Puxian took a deep breath and forcibly suppressed his anger. He decided not to reason with Chen Changsheng, this "barbarian," but to directly target Li Jing.
"General Li."
He turned to Li Jing, his voice softening and carrying a seductive undertone.
"Your son is blessed by Heaven to be able to become a disciple of the sage of our Chan Sect. This is an immense fortune. In the future, he will attain immortality and join the ranks of the immortals, bringing glory to our family. Wouldn't that be wonderful?"
"You'd better think this through carefully: will you choose to follow the will of Heaven, or go against it and ruin your future!"
These words combined soft and hard tactics, serving as both a promise and a threat.
Li Jing was terrified and completely at a loss.
How could a mere mortal general like him dare to offend the Holy Sect!
On the other hand, Chen Changsheng was also his family's savior, saving his wife and children. This kindness was greater than the sky!
Just as he was going crazy with worry, Chen Changsheng spoke up leisurely.
"General Li, don't listen to his empty promises."
Chen Changsheng patted Li Jing on the shoulder, and a gentle force passed over him, instantly calming him down.
Do you still remember the promise we made on the shores of the East China Sea?
Li Jing was taken aback, then nodded subconsciously.
"I told you, I'll take care of all three of your sons."
Chen Changsheng pointed to the baby in his arms and said matter-of-factly:
"The eldest, Jin Zha, is my disciple. This second one, naturally, can't escape as well. So, he's now my disciple too."
"You don't have any objections, do you?"
Although his last question was directed at Li Jing, his eyes were fixed on Puxian Zhenren, full of provocation.
Li Jing opened his mouth, but couldn't utter a single word.
He was completely numb.
What kind of nonsense is this?!
Master Puxian trembled with rage at Chen Changsheng's unreasonable and shameless act of "declaring sovereignty."
He finally understood that there was no reasoning with someone like Chen Changsheng!
Only strength matters!
"Good! Good! Good!"
Puxian Zhenren, enraged, laughed and said "good" three times.
"Chen Changsheng, since you insist on defying the heavens and becoming an enemy of my Chan Sect, then don't blame me for being impolite!"
Before he finished speaking, an extremely terrifying pressure suddenly erupted from his body!
That power had already surpassed the realm of quasi-saints, carrying a trace of the divine aura of a saint whose words could become law and suppress all paths!
The sky above Chentang Pass changed color, and golden light shone brightly!
Boom!
When the Venerable Samantabhadra activated that sage's power, the entire world seemed to lose its color.
Endless golden divine light erupted from his body, soaring into the sky and enveloping the entire Chentang Pass in a magnificent divine might.
The air froze, and the laws trembled.
An overwhelming and insurmountable pressure, like billions of divine mountains, crashed down!
Inside Chentang Pass, countless ordinary people were instantly forced to kneel on the ground under this oppressive force, trembling and kowtowing repeatedly in the direction from which the golden light came, believing it to be a divine manifestation.
Li Jing was the first to be hit, feeling like a small boat in a storm, about to be crushed into dust at any moment.
His face was ashen, and he used all his strength to protect the baby in his arms, his teeth clenching so hard they were grinding, and his bones were groaning.
"Chen Changsheng!"
Samantabhadra was bathed in holy light and felt stronger than ever before.
He seemed to have transformed into the very essence of Heaven, becoming the wielder of the rules, able to decide the life and death of others with a single thought.
He looked down at Chen Changsheng from his high position, his voice as cold and majestic as a god's judgment.
"This is the mighty power of a sage, representing the majesty of Heaven! If you retreat now, I might spare your life! But if you dare to resist, I will annihilate you, body and soul, and send your spirit to the Investiture of the Gods!"
He was full of confidence.
He believed that before this absolute power, any quasi-saint would have no choice but to submit!
However, the scene he imagined, where Chen Changsheng was forced to his knees and beg for mercy, did not occur.
At the center of the saint's overwhelming pressure, which was enough to crush the void, Chen Changsheng still stood quietly, his posture as upright as a pine tree, without even the hem of his clothes moving.
He even looked up with interest at the golden light filling the sky, a hint of...disdain on his face?
"Oh? This is the sage power of the Primordial Celestial Venerable?"
Chen Changsheng clicked his tongue, feeling a little disappointed.
"The scale is impressive, but the quality is lacking. It's far inferior to the sword intent of the Tongtian Ancestor."