# Chapter 762: Great Butcher Buddha Blade
At the top of the Book Mountain, Gai Tianjiao widened her eyes, staring fixedly at the Standing Monk. "This monk, such formidable power. Even if he were to fight against a Second-Step Half-Saint, I estimate he would not fall at a disadvantage. How could a Fish-Dragon Realm cultivator's physical body be trained to such a level?"
Even though she possessed the Innate Extreme Yang Body, she could only concede defeat.
It was difficult to imagine what kind of constitution could be even stronger than the Innate Extreme Yang Body.
All the young talents on the Book Mountain drew in a cold breath, feeling quite shaken.
Tonight, they had deeply understood one principle: "Beyond heaven, there is heaven; beyond men, there are men." Even the number one genius of a Saintly clan, upon arriving at the Realm Son Banquet, could only lower their proud head.
The Standing Monk, however, looked at Jialuo Gu with some surprise and said, "To take one of this humble monk's palms without being injured, your strength is still quite good."
Hearing this, Jialuo Gu found it quite grating, feeling that the Standing Monk was deliberately mocking him.
Everyone knew that he was wearing the Ten Thousand Treasures Kasaya. If he were to be defeated while wearing it, wouldn't he die of shame on the spot?
"Don't be so smug. Take another strike from me."
Jialuo Gu took a deep breath, releasing all the Saint Qi in his body, injecting it into the Ten Thousand Treasures Kasaya.
The inscriptions on the kasaya immediately emitted a bright radiance, causing nearly ten thousand Buddhist artifacts to tremble lightly, producing sounds like wind chimes.
A startling scene appeared.
The blood-red kasaya continuously expanded, growing huge, rising higher and higher.
At the same time, a "crackling" sound came from within Jialuo Gu's body. His body, along with the kasaya, grew larger and larger. In the end, his body grew a hundred times taller, reaching nearly two hundred meters in height.
Standing at the foot of the mountain and looking up, one could see a giant, draped in a blood-red kasaya, standing atop the Book Mountain, like a true Buddha descending into the world.
"Die."
Jialuo Gu raised his palm and struck downward.
The golden palm, like a five-fingered great mountain, descended upon the Standing Monk's head.
The Standing Monk's expression also became quite solemn. He immediately extended both arms and struck upward, supporting Jialuo Gu's enormous handprint.
"As expected of the Ten Thousand Treasures Kasaya. Even if only a fraction of its power is unleashed, it is still this formidable. No wonder the Dead Zen Ancestor, wearing the Ten Thousand Treasures Kasaya back then, could withstand a strike from Empress Chi Yao and survive."
"Although the Standing Monk's cultivation is powerful, he may not be able to block the power of the Ten Thousand Treasures Kasaya. He is likely to lose."
"The Standing Monk absolutely must not lose. Otherwise, who can contend with Jialuo Gu?"
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Jialuo Gu took a deep breath of spiritual energy, raised his other enormous arm, and swung it fiercely. The golden palm struck horizontally against the Standing Monk's body, sending him flying more than ten zhang away.
"Standing Monk, your strength is only this much?" Jialuo Gu laughed loudly.
The Standing Monk landed steadily on the ground, raised his head, and glanced at Jialuo Gu. "That you can actually apply the power of the Ten Thousand Treasures Kasaya to this extent is indeed somewhat unexpected for this humble monk. It seems that this humble monk must also display his true abilities to suppress you."
Under the gaze of the crowd, the Standing Monk untied the large blade on his back and gripped the handle.
"Is this monk finally going to use his blade?"
Many people had already noticed the large blade on the Standing Monk's back.
The blade was two meters long and very wide. Fierce demon patterns were carved on the blade, making it look nothing like a Buddhist artifact but rather a demonic weapon.
The Standing Monk glanced in the direction of Chen Tianpeng, grinned, and said, "Benefactor, earlier you asked why this humble monk walked so slowly?"
Chen Tianpeng's face showed a puzzled expression.
"Actually, it is not that this humble monk deliberately wanted to walk slowly. Rather, this humble monk recently unlocked the sixth seal of the Great Butcher Buddha Blade, increasing the blade's weight tenfold. Carrying it is like carrying ten great mountains, hence the slow pace."
Hearing this, all the cultivators present suddenly understood. It was because the blade on his back was too heavy.
Wait... Great Butcher Buddha Blade?
On the King's Seat, a young cultivator was greatly startled and stood up abruptly. "Monk, what did you just say? Great Butcher Buddha Blade?"
The other cultivators also reacted, and pairs of eyes all turned to the Standing Monk.
"The legendary Great Butcher Buddha Blade?"
"Tonight's Realm Son Banquet truly opens one's eyes. Hundred Saint Blood Armor, Ten Thousand Treasures Kasaya, Void Sword, Great Butcher Buddha Blade—one after another, sacred war treasures that only exist in legends appear in succession."
The Great Butcher Buddha Blade also had countless legends within the Buddhist path, enough to be mentioned in the same breath as the Ten Thousand Treasures Buddhist Robe.
It was said that the original owner of the Great Butcher Buddha Blade was a world-dominating demon lord. During the Middle Ages, he was a figure of earth-shattering importance, and countless Buddhist Saintly Monks died under his blade.
Later, for reasons unknown, Xumi Saint Monk managed to convert him, making him put down his butcher's blade, abandon evil and follow good. In the end, he became a disciple of the Buddhist path, spending his entire life doing countless good deeds to atone for his past mistakes.
Endless ages passed, and only the Great Butcher Buddha Blade was passed down.
However, the demonic Qi of the Great Butcher Buddha Blade was too heavy. Even the Saintly Monks of the Buddhist path dared not use it. No one expected that the Standing Monk would carry it on his back.
"This monk dares to carry the Great Butcher Buddha Blade on his back. Is he not afraid that the demonic Qi will affect his state of mind?" Bu Qianfan said.
Shengshu Cainü's mood appeared quite cheerful, revealing a faint smile. "This monk is the chief Buddha Son of the Brahma Heavenly Path. He has merged with the Buddha Emperor's Golden Body and should be able to resist the demonic Qi of the Great Butcher Buddha Blade."
"Moreover, the Great Butcher Buddha Blade has seals placed upon it by various Saintly Monks of the Buddhist path. Otherwise, the demonic Qi emanating from the blade would be far more than what everyone sees now."
"The Brahma Heavenly Path entrusted the Great Butcher Buddha Blade to the Standing Monk, likely intending to use the demonic Qi on the blade to temper him, enabling him to merge with the Buddha Emperor's Golden Body more quickly and achieve complete control."
When Lin Yue defeated the Undying Blood Clan's Third Prince, Shengshu Cainü had breathed a sigh of relief.
The appearance of the Standing Monk, however, allowed Shengshu Cainü to relax completely, her mood becoming quite light. Because she knew very well that Jialuo Gu was already destined to lose.
Tonight's Realm Son Banquet should not be disrupted by the Undying Blood Clan and the Dead Zen Sect. At last, she could give an account to the Empress.
However, there was another knot in Shengshu Cainü's heart. Her beautiful starry eyes couldn't help but turn toward Zhang Ruochen's direction.
From one of the Realm Son Seats, a somewhat jealous voice came out coldly. "So it turns out he refined the Buddha Emperor's Golden Body. No wonder he is so powerful. If I also refined the Buddha Emperor's Golden Body, who under the Half-Saint realm could fight me?"
The one who had just spoken was the Heavenly Pride of the First Central Empire's imperial clan, "Tai Sui Wang," Chi Wansui.
Gai Tianjiao sneered mockingly. "Do you think anyone can refine the Buddha Emperor's Golden Body? To achieve this, quite stringent conditions are certainly needed. Otherwise, the Brahma Heavenly Path would not have searched painstakingly for eight hundred years before finding the Standing Monk and successfully merging with the Buddha Emperor's Golden Body."
Several other cultivators sitting on the Realm Son Seats also agreed with Gai Tianjiao's view and nodded simultaneously.
That the Standing Monk could merge with the Buddha Emperor's Golden Body certainly had his extraordinary qualities. Others, no matter how high their talent, might not necessarily be able to do it.
In short, everyone would have different encounters. There was no need to envy others; just do oneself well.
When Jialuo Gu heard "Great Butcher Buddha Blade," he was also startled. He gathered his strength again, using all his power, and struck a palm down at the Standing Monk.
Seeing the enormous handprint descending from the sky, the Standing Monk appeared quite calm and composed. He slowly raised the Great Butcher Buddha Blade and said, "In this world, there are neither Buddhist artifacts nor demonic weapons. The key lies in the person using the weapon. A Buddhist artifact in the hands of a demon lord will also become a demonic weapon."
As the Standing Monk continuously infused Saint Qi into the Great Butcher Buddha Blade, wisps of demonic Qi surged wildly from the blade, forming a massive demonic Qi vortex.
"Whoosh!"
The Standing Monk stood at the center of the vortex, swung the blade in a slash, and with devastating force, split Jialuo Gu's palm in two. Crimson blood flowed continuously from the palm.
The palm split open, and Jialuo Gu let out a scream from his mouth. His body, like a deflated ball, rapidly shrank, soon returning to its original size.
"Whoosh!"
The Standing Monk's second slash came again, directly striking Jialuo Gu's neck.
With a "puchi" sound, Jialuo Gu's neck snapped, and his head flew off, like a bloody ball, rolling down the steps toward the foot of the mountain.
"Amitabha!"
The Standing Monk retied the Great Butcher Buddha Blade and carried it on his back. Then, with his palms together, he uttered a long Buddhist chant toward Jialuo Gu's corpse.
On the Book Mountain, a large sound of drawn-in cold breaths arose. Seeing the scene before them, many felt their scalps go numb.
Clearly a monk, yet he killed without blinking.
Especially Chen Tianpeng, who secretly felt fortunate that he had apologized earlier and not provoked this monk. Otherwise, he might have followed Jialuo Gu to the Yellow Springs.
Seeing everyone's astonished expressions, the Standing Monk felt somewhat worried, fearing it would bring negative repercussions to the Brahma Heavenly Path. He quickly explained, "To be honest, this is the first person this humble monk has killed."
Everyone shook their heads, not believing his words at all.
Believing you would be foolish.
The Standing Monk sighed and said, "When the Great Butcher Buddha Blade is drawn, it must open a killing spree. This humble monk is also helpless. For breaking the precept this time, this humble monk will also punish himself. At the very least, I will punish myself by not drinking for three days."
Drinking—wouldn't that also break the precept?
The crowd became even more disbelieving of the Standing Monk's words, feeling that this monk was indeed not a kind person. They must not provoke him in the future.
On Jialuo Gu's corpse, the Ten Thousand Treasures Kasaya automatically detached, rushed into the clouds, and flew toward the heavens.
The older generation of figures understood very well that it must be the Dead Zen Ancestor making a move to retrieve the Ten Thousand Treasures Kasaya. Therefore, no one dared to snatch it.
The Dead Zen Ancestor was the foremost figure of the Buddhist path after the Buddha Emperor. In his youth, he was a genius of heaven-and-earth-spanning talent. If he had not fallen into the evil path, he would surely have been a second Buddha Emperor.
Who would dare to contend with such a figure?
The Undying Blood Clan's white-haired elder, along with the Third Prince, also quietly retreated.
It had to be said, because of Zhang Ruochen and the Standing Monk, the schemes of the Undying Blood Clan and the Dead Zen Sect were finally crushed. Instead, they suffered losses in troops and generals, which was truly gratifying.