Chapter 460 - 412 Ancient City Ruins
Buddhism, stemming from that unfathomably distant Mythical Era, spanned across two epochs and has become one of the most powerful heritages in the Heavenly and Myriads of Realms today.
Because in the previous golden age of the Mythical Era, Buddhism gave birth to a true Emperor and Supreme Sovereign, known as the Buddha Ancestor Tathagata, whose mana was limitless. He transcended the Three Realms and was not confined by the Five Elements. He was one of the most powerful beings that ever existed.
He founded another path of cultivation in the last epoch, the Buddha Dao, practicing Buddha Power.
"The Buddha Ancestor Tathagata, an exceptionally dazzling figure, who founded the Buddha Dao, dedicated himself to the salvation of all living beings. Unfortunately, as powerful as he was, he vanished in the great Destruction of the Mythical Era," Elder Yan sighed with profound regret.
The Mythical Era, once at its most gloriously thriving, saw the birth of emperors and sovereigns, with an endless number of super experts, far more formidable than today’s Heavenly and Myriads of Realms by an unfathomable factor; but for some unknown reason, it met its demise. Even the mightiest of emperors and sovereigns disappeared, and the Tenth Heaven also vanished at that time, becoming the greatest mystery in history that has forever troubled countless people, eluding the truth.
Even in his past life, Ye Chen could barely grasp the cause of the great Destruction of the Mythical Era and was unable to delve deep into it.
Truly, time is the most terrifying force in the world, it has buried many things, leaving many mysteries beyond reach for the truth.
"One day if you stand against Buddhism, be careful, this order delves deeply into reincarnation," Elder Yan warned.
Purple Mansion Sacred Land is vast, the mere outskirts—a mountain forest so incredibly vast it’s impossible to imagine—spanning tens of thousands of miles with mountains standing tall and strange peaks arising.
After the sweeping raids by many young elites, most of the Heavenly Earth Spiritual Essence in the outskirts of the Purple Mansion Sacred Land was completely plundered by them. Even Ye Chen, who followed at a leisurely pace, managed to get seventeen stalks, of which three were over a thousand years old, and the remaining were all around a hundred years or so.
However, Ye Chen was quite satisfied with this harvest; after all, it was almost like getting something for nothing.