# Chapter 1180: The Victorious Buddha Emerges Again
"And me, and me... I want to go too!" Little bald-headed Huahua blinked his big eyes, stretched out a tender little arm waving about, hopping and jumping, because he only reached up to everyone's thighs and was afraid of being overlooked.
The entire group was speechless. Who would dare enter the Primordial Ancient Mine? Even the Battle Victory Buddha was risking his life this time—that was a Forbidden Zone of Life.
Ye Tong quickly stepped forward and pulled him away.
"Senior Brother, let me go! I want to bravely charge into the Primordial Ancient Mine and become a Dao..."
"Nonsense. It has nothing to do with me—not even a single copper coin's worth!" Huahua cried out in grievance, while his big eyes darted around, fixing on the treasure in Daoist Duan's palm.
"Dong..."
The bell's ripples spread across the Northern Domain like ripples on water, traveling far and wide. The Battle Victory Buddha had arrived. A beam of Buddhist light transformed into a golden arched bridge, extending from the western region all the way here.
The crowd was horrified. The Ancient Clan members felt their hearts leap with fear—such imposing power made their bones chill, and they couldn't help but tremble.
Even the Primeval Royal Clans were no exception. In that battle long ago, the Battle Victory Buddha had proven his invincible might, and even several great royal clans dared not provoke him.
"Has he broken through again? A golden arched bridge spanning across—turning billions of miles of territory into a single zhang—this is truly a transcendent and divine technique!"
"No wonder he was called a divine skin and immortal bone Sacred Ape in the ancient era. It seems his realm has deepened further. Let's hope he doesn't cross that threshold."
Among the Primeval Royal Clans, many feared him. What they least wanted to see was him living for another long stretch of years—that would be like a mountain pressing down on their hearts.
A few Great Sages and the old clan leaders of the Primeval Royal Clans knew that this lineage's cultivation method was violently fierce, posing a major problem. He had been cultivating on Mount Sumeru, seeking Buddhist methods to resolve and regulate this hardship.
The golden arched bridge radiated patches of immortal splendor. Many came to pay homage. The old Sacred Ape made everyone feel apprehensive—whether sincere or false, at least on the surface they had to bow in worship.
The Holy Prince arrived, while Black Emperor, Duan De, and the others could only hide in the shadows. Otherwise, they would be too hated. The Big Black Dog made many Ancient Clan members wish they could eat him alive.
As for Duan De, he wasn't much better off. He had long since expanded his "business" into the Ancient Clan's cemeteries, and who knows how many Ancient Kings were now "thinking of" him.
The golden arched bridge slowly faded. The Battle Victory Buddha stepped down onto the Northern Domain's earth, gazed at a desolate mountain range in the distance, and let out a long sigh.
That was the former homeland of the Battle-Saint Ape Lineage, destroyed during the ancient era when his elder brother passed away. It was now in ruins, yet no one dared to desecrate it.
Even though this lineage now had only two members, they could still shake the world. As long as the old monkey alone still lived, this was a peerless great clan capable of rivaling any royal clan.
"Uncle!" The Holy Prince went forward to greet him.
The Battle Victory Buddha nodded. Behind him followed several Golden Body Arhats and Dharma Protection Vajras. Among them, one man was naturally extraordinary—tall and imposing, with golden hair cascading over his shoulders, resembling a golden-furred giant ape.
Some people muttered to themselves: Could this be the Battle Victory Buddha's offspring left behind in the Western Desert?
Of course, a closer look could completely rule that out. This was a pure human, merely gifted with an extraordinary physique. He was a Buddhist Dharma Protection Vajra with extraordinary strength.
Ye Fan's gaze froze. This was Kaide, who had entered this world together with him and Pang Bo. Later, he was taken away by a Buddhist holy monk to Mount Sumeru.
Kaide was Li Xiaoman's classmate. Many years had passed since they last met... things had changed, people were different. Ye Fan felt a melancholy in his heart. Time had changed many things. Li Xiaoman had been knocked by him into the Ancient Forbidden Abyss. Unless there was some accident, she had long since turned to dust.
Many Ancient Clan members appeared, showing immense reverence for the Battle Victory Buddha, not daring the slightest negligence. Although his Buddha light shone everywhere with compassion and peace, once this old Sacred Ape became angry, it would absolutely bring a flood of catastrophe.
Now many people were speculating: How much longer could the old monkey live? Many harbored a kind of fear—before this terrifying Battle Victory expert passed away, he would certainly clear all obstacles for his nephew, lest anyone harm him.
If that were the case, there would definitely be a catastrophe. Most likely, blood would fill the seas, and many great clans and experts might disappear from the earth.
All those who were not on good terms with this clan had been terrified these past days, hoping the old Sacred Ape would pass away, yet also fearing he would slaughter the world with iron-blooded methods.
"You've come..." The Divine Silkworm Princess appeared, her expression very gentle. Her ethereal purple hair half-covered her immortal-like face, serene and peaceful—completely different from her past forceful demeanor.
She handed the Battle Victory Buddha an ancient-looking token. Its patterns were dim, without any luster, appearing ordinary and simple.
"What is that... the token left by that ancient emperor of the Divine Silkworm Ridge!"
Some ancient giants exclaimed. Even the old clan leaders of several great royal clans narrowed their eyes. This item was of great significance and was never seen on ordinary days!
"I once heard that the Celestial Prince held the Immortal Emperor's token and went to the Primordial Ancient Mine. I don't know if he entered or not. Now the Divine Silkworm Ridge's ancient emperor token has also appeared. Could it be that..."
The crowd was full of speculation, their scalps tingling as they sensed a major event was about to happen.
The Divine Silkworm Ridge's ancient emperor token was unknown metal. Its entire body was dark purple. After millions of years, aside from being dim, it showed no damage at all—even time could not wear it away.
"My clan also has one." The Battle Victory Buddha shook his head.
"Two tokens are better than one!" The Divine Silkworm Princess would not take no for an answer. She firmly pressed the dark purple ancient metal token into his hand.
This journey would take him to the Primordial Ancient Mine. The road ahead was unpredictable. The Divine Silkworm Princess did not offer the ancient emperor's immortal robe, because anyone who wanted to act recklessly there could only seek death. What they relied on were the ancient tokens of their predecessors.
"If something happens to me, help me look after them." The Battle Victory Buddha transmitted secretly, glancing at the Holy Prince, then at the several Arhats and Dharma Protection Vajras. This was his entrustment.
Mist gathered in the Divine Silkworm Princess's eyes. She wanted very much to stop him, but she knew the old Sacred Ape's temper—once he made a serious decision, he could not be persuaded.
"The Battle Saint Emperor's younger brother wants to enter the Primordial Ancient Mine!?"
This news exploded like a bomb, spreading across the Northern Domain and sweeping through the Eastern Wasteland. It could not be hidden, because many people were watching the old Victorious Buddha.
Moreover, those watching him were not low in status, including Great Sages! Even on ordinary days, gazes were always fixed on Mount Sumeru. Once he descended the mountain, it would be immediately known.
This also showed from another angle how greatly many great clans feared him, dreading that the Battle Saint Ape would massacre them before his passing!
The Battle Victory Buddha was going to enter the Primordial Ancient Mine. What exactly did he intend to do? This was like a hurricane sweeping across the world, tugging at the nerves of every powerful expert.
"Is he... trying to find a way to extend his life inside?"
"Or does he want to use this immortal divine mine to break through his current realm and take that most crucial step?"
The old clan leaders of the various ancient royal clans were stirred up like huge waves. They gathered together to study for half a day, and not a single person could remain calm!
The whole world watched. Attention from all directions focused once again on the Forbidden Zone of Life in the northern part of the Eastern Wasteland, stirring up a huge commotion.
"Pursuing immortality and building the Dao for a million autumns, stars fall and the moon wanes, the heart filled with sorrow. Sleeping through ten thousand ages, emperors and sovereigns fall, the Heavenly Court has collapsed—where to roam..."
Outside the Primordial Forbidden Zone, Duan De walked along singing, accompanying the Battle Victory Buddha forward. Even the old Sacred Ape showed a hint of surprise at him.
As for Ye Fan, the Holy Prince, the Divine Silkworm Princess, and the others, their expressions were even stranger. This Daoist Duan actually really wanted to go in. His courage was so great it was hard to believe.
"Duan De, may your journey be smooth. If you die gloriously, I'll burn some paper money for you every year," Black Emperor said.
Little bald-headed Huahua even shouted, "Daoist Uncle Duan, Uncle Black Emperor said you haven't left us the treasure you've plundered all your life!"
"Damn it, you little evil-natured brat, why be so direct? I was still figuring out how to express it more subtly," Black Emperor said, giving him a slap.
Waving the Immortal Cauldron to ask for monthly votes. A call from the Primordial Ancient Mine. On the monthly vote ranking list, "Shrouding the Heavens" needs to surge upward. I entrust everyone—if you have votes, please cast one!
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