He had provoked Golden Light Little Buddha with his words earlier precisely to force him into a dead end, leaving him no choice but to attack.

Only then could his Bone Hell mark him.

Otherwise, if he decided to leave, it would be difficult for him to stop him.

The recording stone was the means to force him to strike.

As for Soul-Devouring Little Divine Venerable, Lin Moyu didn't take him seriously at all.

However, Lin Moyu was somewhat curious about why these two had come here; clearly, they had a purpose and hadn't come by chance.

Judging by their direction, it was evident they were here looking for flowers.

Guessing was too troublesome, and Lin Moyu couldn't be bothered to do so.

The best method would be to resurrect Golden Light Little Buddha and ask him, but he didn't dare to do so right now.

Lin Moyu slapped his forehead, wondering why he was so curious. "Whatever they came here for, it has nothing to do with me."

"If I really want to know, I can just resurrect him and ask after I get out."

He pulled his attention back to the golden alms bowl.

Golden Light Little Buddha was dead, and the golden alms bowl had become an ownerless object.

Injecting his soul power into it, Lin Moyu quickly mastered how to use the golden alms bowl and learned its purpose.

The golden alms bowl had two functions: containment and purification.

The containment function served the purification function.

It could contain and purify any law.

The speed of purification depended on the strength of the contained object and the user's own power.

However, this function was useless to Lin Moyu, as purification required the use of Buddhist techniques.

Lin Moyu didn't understand Buddhist techniques at all, so he couldn't use this function.

But he could use the containment function to store external objects and release them all at once or multiple times.

However, there was a limit to the containment; the quantity couldn't be very high. Like the pollen from before, he couldn't contain more than 30 grains at a time.

There were thousands upon thousands of pollen grains; 30 grains were just a drop in the bucket.

But for Lin Moyu, it was enough.

Through the repeated Curses he had experienced, Lin Moyu had grasped the pattern.

Based on a single grain of pollen, the power of the Curse was 100.

Then, for every additional grain of pollen, the power of the Curse increased by 50.

The Curse power triggered by two grains was 150, by three grains was 200, and so on.

Previously, without using [Status Immunity], Lin Moyu could easily withstand the Curse power triggered by 10 grains of pollen.

10 grains of pollen were no longer very useful to Lin Moyu.

If he wanted to continue improving his soul, he had to increase the amount of pollen.

There was plenty of pollen everywhere, but in the area beyond ten thousand meters, the pollen was relatively scattered.

Moreover, to stack the power of the Curse, one needed to touch the pollen simultaneously.

The more there were, the harder this condition was to meet.

Only in the area within ten thousand meters, where the pollen quantity increased drastically, could this condition be easily met.

According to the predictions of his Truth-Peering Technique, after he entered the ten-thousand-meter area, he would continuously encounter large amounts of pollen, triggering powerful Curses.

Because of [Status Immunity], these Curses wouldn't kill him, but they would cause him to fall into a state of stupor for a long time, making it difficult to break free.

It was also because of [Status Immunity] constantly expelling the Curse power that he couldn't fully focus on resisting, causing his soul to struggle to get trained and failing to improve effectively.

[Status Immunity] could save his life, but it was also a shackle.

Therefore, Lin Moyu needed a method to control the pollen, and he hadn't expected Golden Light Little Buddha to deliver such a treasure right to his doorstep.

Furthermore, Golden Light Little Buddha was traveling with a demon and had destroyed his Skeleton Divine General, giving him a reason to kill and seize the treasure.

Lin Moyu returned to outside the ten-thousand-meter area, less than ten meters away from the pollen.

Holding the golden alms bowl, he activated it, and a suction force rose from within, beginning to draw the pollen into it.

Lin Moyu controlled the range, with the suction force covering only the space of a finger.

The amount of pollen within a finger's space was relatively limited, making it easier to control.

The pollen, which was hard to see with the naked eye, was sucked over. As it entered the golden alms bowl, it was shrouded in golden light, likewise blooming with specks of golden radiance.

The amount of pollen Lin Moyu absorbed wasn't much, only 12 grains.

With 12 grains of pollen, the Curse power increased by about 20% compared to before, which was perfect for tempering his soul.

It wouldn't cause serious damage to his soul's will, yet it could form sufficient pressure.

All kinds of despairing emotions sprouted in the deepest part of his soul, affecting every thought of Lin Moyu.

Lin Moyu used his own will to resist the despairing emotions, not daring to relax in the slightest.

Under strong pressure, in repeated extreme confrontations, his soul gradually grew stronger.

In the Buddhist Clan world, Buddha light illuminated the starry sky.

It illuminated vast stretches of the star field, making them resplendent with gold.

"Amitabha!"

Suddenly, a Buddhist chant resounded throughout the universe.

The chant was filled with sorrow, and the Buddha light turned into golden raindrops, falling across the Buddhist Clan world.

Everyone knew that a Buddha had fallen!

The chants rang out ceaselessly.

This was the second time a Buddha had fallen recently.

Chapter 1455: Find a Way to Induct Him into the Buddhist Clan

A Buddha's fall was like the fall of a Lesser God Venerable among the Human Race.

The Buddha light turned into golden rain, drifting through the Buddhist Clan world.

Many members of the Buddhist Clan were plunged into grief, chanting the Buddha's name loudly.

In the core world of the Buddhist Clan, flowers were in full bloom, and the Buddha light was as thick as liquid.

Buddhas could be seen sitting in the void everywhere in the sky.

This was the Pure Land of Ultimate Bliss, the holy land of the Buddhist Clan.

At this moment, the holy land of the Buddhist Clan was also raining—golden light rain.

A giant Buddha with a Great Sun Golden Wheel on his back appeared in the light rain; his face was full of bitterness, and his entire being exuded an ancient, vast aura.

"Greetings, Ancient Buddha!"

The Buddhas in the sky bowed to him in unison; the one who had appeared was indeed an Ancient Buddha.

The Ancient Buddha spoke, "Golden Light Little Buddha achieved Buddhahood on the spot before he died. Does anyone know where he went?"

His booming voice rang out, sounding as if he were talking to himself, and also as if he were asking the Buddhas in the sky.

After a moment, a Buddha said, "Golden Light must have gone to the Vermilion Bird Battlefield. Before departing, he had been in contact with the Demon Race's Soul-Devouring Little Divine Venerable, seemingly to make a deal."

Another deep voice rang out, "I know about this. There is half a statue of a Buddha who achieved Nirvana within the Demon Race, and Golden Light likely went to trade for that."

Who among the Buddhas in the sky did not know the function of the Nirvana Buddha statue?

Even if it were only half, it was highly likely to allow Golden Light Little Buddha to evolve a Buddha Kingdom.

Whether one had a Buddha Kingdom or not made a world of difference to one's combat power after achieving Buddhahood.

It was completely normal for Golden Light Little Buddha to go trade with the Demon Race for that reason.

The Ancient Buddha pondered for a few seconds. "Order someone to go to the Demon Race and ask where the two of them went and whether Soul-Devouring Little Divine Venerable is still alive."

"We obey the Buddha's decree."

A Buddha slowly stood up, turned into a streak of golden light, and vanished instantly.

The Ancient Buddha continued, "A few days ago, Buddha Leyi fell. I used my Buddha-thought as a guide and struck out a palm."

"According to my sensing, that palm strike also went to the Vermilion Bird Battlefield. You should also go and inquire about it."

After he finished speaking, another Buddha stood up and left the Pure Land of Ultimate Bliss.

The Ancient Buddha spoke again, "I have heard that on the kill lists of various races, a young fellow of the Human Race named Lin Moyu is ranked first. Does anyone here know this person, Lin Moyu?"

A Buddha said in a deep voice, "Does the Ancient Buddha remember that a few years ago, an Other Shore Realm expert from the Human Race visited in person?"

This event was a major incident that had occurred in the Buddhist Clan in recent years, so the Ancient Buddha naturally knew of it.

At that time, the Human Race's Other Shore Realm expert had come in person to demand an explanation for a junior of the Human Race.

The Human Race expert was very overbearing at the time and refused to listen to the Buddhist Clan's explanations.

In the end, the Buddhist Clan chose to back down, interrupted the lecture on Buddhism, and no longer pursued the cause of Buddha Kongwen's death.

Only, at that time, the Buddhist Clan did not know who the Human Race expert was seeking justice for.

Now it seemed that it was precisely to seek justice for Lin Moyu.

The Ancient Buddha pondered for a few seconds. "Everyone, keep an eye on this child. If there is an opportunity, induct him into the Buddhist Clan."

To be ranked first on the kill lists of various races, his talent and aptitude naturally went without saying.

If such a talent could be inducted into the Buddhist Clan, perhaps in the future, another Ancient Buddha could be achieved.

A Buddha said, "This might be somewhat difficult. As far as I know, he has already entered the sights of the Human Race's high-level leadership. The various races have tried to kill him several times, but all attempts have been thwarted."

The Ancient Buddha said in a deep voice, "Do your best, but do not force it. If it cannot be achieved, then it can only be said that the fate has not yet arrived."

Some things were not that he didn't want to do, but that they were truly difficult to execute.

If Lin Moyu had truly entered the sights of the Human Race's high-level leadership, he could not act rashly.

If things went poorly, it might invite retaliation from an Other Shore Realm expert.

Lin Moyu woke up from a Curse, and his soul had strengthened significantly once again.

The purple light within his soul body was becoming increasingly intense and had begun to spread toward his limbs.

At this moment, the number of pollen grains he was controlling had reached twenty. After a few dozen more times, he would be able to let the purple light occupy all areas except for his head.

When his head was also occupied by the purple light, his soul would be completely transformed into a Fifth-Grade Purple Jade Soul.

A fifth-grade soul was the mark of the Other Shore Realm. Of course, soul quality was soul quality, and cultivation realm was cultivation realm.

If his soul quality reached the fifth grade, it could only mean that Lin Moyu had cleared a major obstacle to stepping into the Other Shore Realm.

Once he successfully reached the ninth rank of the God Venerable realm, he would no longer encounter bottlenecks and could step into the Other Shore Realm relatively smoothly.

He triggered the Curse again to temper himself.

As time passed day by day, the Curse triggered by Lin Moyu became stronger and stronger. Each time, he touched 30 grains of pollen simultaneously, which had reached the containment limit of the golden alms bowl.

The purple light in his soul had already occupied all areas except for his head, and he was only one step away from the Fifth-Grade Purple Jade Soul.

In fact, three days ago, Lin Moyu had already reached this level.

At that time, he could touch 26 grains of pollen at once.

When he discovered that his soul was no longer making progress, he began to touch 28 grains of pollen, but the result was the same.

Subsequently, he used the golden alms bowl to increase the pollen to 30 grains.

The pressure had indeed increased; he could feel his will becoming more solid and harder to influence.

However, the purple light remained as it was, and it did not spread toward his head.