In the eyes of many, Chong He’s placement at the second position on the Heaven List was purely due to his long cultivation years. It was believed that his profound accumulation allowed him to surpass other experts, but he himself was already old and nearing death.
Yet he had secretly mastered the supreme technique of the Chunyang Sect, “Yi Qi Hua San Qing” (Transforming into the Three Pure Ones through a Single Breath)!
Since the founding patriarch had cultivated it with divine talent, no one in the Chunyang Sect’s history had successfully mastered it. At best, cultivators could only create a doppelgänger, leading many to suspect that after the great cosmic changes, this supreme technique passed down from the Moralist Heavenly Venerable had become a mere formality. Who could have imagined that Chong He, who was far from outstanding among the Chunyang Sect’s Dharma Bodies, would succeed in mastering it? Moreover, he used it to set up the Sword Array of Slaughtering Immortals with “his single might,” trapping Han Guang and Tai Li, who had conspired to ambush him!
In an instant, azure, crimson, white, and black sword energies crisscrossed, engulfing the battlefield in a chaotic maelstrom. Everything within the array was completely obliterated, transformed into terrifying destructive power. Heaven and earth seemed to be re-forged through fire, wind, and water, and Han Guang and Tai Li felt their lives hanging by a thread.
As Tai Li broke formation to ambush Chong He, “Great Asura” Meng Nan didn’t even blink, instantly teleporting into midair to seize the Bodhi of Withering and Flourishing!
The three factions from the Western Regions were local powers. They couldn’t have missed the appearance of the demon race. However, they had secretly reached a tacit understanding: the Demon King wouldn’t interfere with their attempt to seize the general principles of the “Ruyi” palm technique, and they wouldn’t obstruct the Demon King’s plans. Thus, Tai Li dared to break formation without worrying that “Great Asura” would pursue and team up with Chong He.
Had Chong He not been prepared in advance, he would have barely survived, let alone unscathed!
Precisely because of this, Meng Nan ignored the White Tiger Demon King and the Kuiniu Demon King entirely, showing no sign of enmity between human and demon.
Armed with swords, sabers, spears, the Dark Flame Pearl, and black lotuses, he launched an unrelenting assault. His six arms whirled like wheels as he fiercely attacked the present Joyous Bodhisattva and the abbess of Shuiyue Nunnery.
Flames filled the sky, scorching the vast lake of Fish Sea until it dried up, shaking the Nine-Petaled Lotus Throne. Black lotuses bloomed, resisting the suction force of the Primordial Magnet Palm. Blades and spears attacked from all directions, suppressing the “Willow Branch of Avalokiteshvara” and the “Joyous Weaving of Bodhisattva.” Alone, Meng Nan forced the two mighty experts, wielding divine weapons, into a stalemate.
Meanwhile, the monstrous creature with four legs, three arms, and half a monkey face shook its head and leaped, aiming straight for the Bodhi of Withering and Flourishing!
At this moment, it seemed no one present could stop it!
He Qi, manifesting as the Formless and Invisible Sword Qi, was locked in a fierce battle with the Kuiniu Demon King when he suddenly sensed the demon’s intent to retreat. At the same time, he perceived that the core principles of the “Ruyi Palm” were on the verge of falling into the monster’s grasp. His mind stirred, and he prepared to unleash a soaring sword strike to intervene—only to abruptly realize Kuiniu’s true target: Chong He, where the demon sought to reinforce the ongoing siege.
To the demon king, the “Ruyi Palm” was practically useless. If not for the opportunity to weaken the human race, he probably wouldn’t have bothered to get involved!
He Qi’s mind wavered slightly before quickly calming. His Formless, Invisible, and Silent Sword Qi suddenly dispersed.
Suddenly, a continuous series of “popping” sounds erupted around Kuiniu. His protective cyan and purple lightning was pierced with countless holes. If not for the demon king’s formidable physical body and the lightning absorbing most of the damage, he would have been turned into a sieve!
Most importantly, he couldn’t even figure out where the sword qi had come from!
He Qi had unleashed all his techniques and power without restraint—not for the sake of the palm technique, but to fight against the demon race!
In his view, although the general principles of the “Ruyi” palm were valuable enough to serve as the foundation for future cultivation, they were merely a reference for him. The Eastern Sea Sword Manor already had ample inheritances. Obtaining it would be ideal, but it wasn’t worth risking everything for.
If Chong He fell, he and Cui Qinghe would have to immediately retreat and abandon the palm technique, or else they would be targeted by the demon kings and Han Guang. Even if they avoided Chong He’s fate, they would likely pay a heavy price.
Since the palm technique was no longer a priority, why not lend a hand to Chong He?
The three Dharma Bodies had previously established a tacit cooperation, so they naturally reached a swift decision!
Kuiniu roared in pain, swung his thunder hammer, and unleashed wave after wave of lightning strikes. Silver-white and cyan-purple flashes illuminated the battlefield, creating a surreal yet terrifying scene. The ground shattered into powder, disappearing entirely for over a hundred zhang, evaporating underground water veins and leaving no chance for sword qi to penetrate!
As the two warriors clashed fiercely, the white-haired man summoned by the Snow Mountain Sect and the White Tiger Demon King simultaneously ceased their attacks. One prepared to assist Meng Nan in completely driving back the Joyous Bodhisattva and the abbess of Shuiyue Nunnery, while the other joined the siege against Chong He.
Chong He’s situation seemed increasingly perilous.
Cui Qinghe and the “Fierce-Eyed Vajra” were locked in a fierce duel. The Purple Sun hung high, melting the golden body. His sword techniques transformed into halberds, silencing all incoming blade lights and firmly suppressing the “quasi-Dharma Body” conjured from the Dharma Body Relic and formation.
However, due to the formation’s entanglement and the Fierce-Eyed Vajra’s divine weapon, Cui Qinghe could only spare a small portion of his strength to manifest a vast purplish aura, attempting to block the White Tiger Demon King.
The White Tiger Demon King snorted coldly. In an instant, ten thousand sword qi condensed in the air, piercing through the purplish aura with a sharp whizzing sound.
At that moment, a white-haired, neatly dressed, and gentle old Daoist appeared out of nowhere, holding a long saber shimmering like rippling water!
With a single slash of the saber, all colors faded. Everything froze—sword qi, movement, even time itself, reduced to black and white silence.
The leader (Disciple Master) of the Xuantian Sect, Shou Jing, ranked second on the Earth List!
The Blade of Time, an unparalleled divine weapon!
The White Tiger Demon King felt as if he had sunk into an indescribable mire—his thoughts slowed, his movements sluggish, and his lifespan draining away. If not for the immense strength of the Western White Tiger, he would have already perished from the relentless aging blade lights!
Golden energy surged around the tiger’s body, disrupting the five elements and revealing a sharp, murderous aura, barely blocking the saber’s deadly glow.
Despite his Demon King status, he was momentarily forced into a defensive struggle by Shou Jing!
The awe-inspiring might of an unparalleled divine weapon was truly breathtaking. No wonder Shou Jing dared to confront Han Guang!
The four-legged, three-armed creature soared toward the Bodhi of Withering and Flourishing. Finding it difficult to manipulate the natural laws and forces to seize it, it could only rely on sheer physical strength and Buddhist techniques. Thus, it extended an arm to grab the treasure.
Suddenly, space behind it rippled violently, forming a transparent figure. A hand, both white and translucent, pointed forward, releasing drifting white lotuses. The surroundings became serene and pure, like a mother’s embrace, yet empty and void, as if returning to the beginning of all things—a pure emptiness. A clear, ethereal voice echoed:
“Mother of Non-Birth, the Pure Land of Emptiness!”
The “Dharma King of Salvation” from the Luo Sect had arrived!
He launched a sudden ambush, pointing his finger at the creature’s back of the head.
The four-legged, three-armed monster’s body stiffened. Its muscles rapidly withered, its black scales mysteriously drying up. Streams of blood-like and colorful light flowed from its body into the Dharma King’s through his finger.
Simultaneously, his other hand reached for the Bodhi of Withering and Flourishing.
Seeing this, the Snow Mountain Sect quickly ordered the strange, white-haired, face-concealing man to throw a punch at the Dharma King!
Bang!
A needle-like black point appeared, unleashing infinite suction and tearing force, pulling the Dharma King into it and forcing him to retreat and defend.
Seizing the opportunity, the half-monkey-faced black creature let out a piercing scream. Its head exploded, breaking free from the Non-Birth Finger!
Its neck flesh writhed, and a new head quickly grew back—identical to the original, still hideous and terrifying, though its aura had weakened considerably.
Although He Qi and Shou Jing had managed to hold off the two demon kings, preventing Chong He from being surrounded, they still sensed that Chong He’s situation was dire. Fighting two opponents alone, even with the formidable “Yi Qi Hua San Qing” technique, it would be difficult to achieve a quick victory. Moreover, Shou Jing was only a half-step Dharma Body cultivator. Without the sect’s grand formation to support him, the Time Saber couldn’t be sustained for long. Soon, he would no longer be able to suppress the White Tiger Demon King. At that point, with three Dharma Bodies attacking from within and without, Chong He would be in grave danger.
However, Han Guang inside the Sword Array of Slaughtering Immortals did not share this view.
As a dominant figure, only a few thoughts flashed through his mind:
“Chong He had prepared in advance, suspecting me.”
“Kong Wen’s escape at this moment is too coincidental; it must be related to Chong He!”
“Chong He didn’t appear personally—was it the one from Lankes Temple or Lu Da?”
“Now that Kong Wen has escaped, they must be coming to eliminate the demons…”
“If I don’t leave now, I may never get another chance!”
In an instant, Han Guang made his decision. No matter the cost, he had to escape as soon as possible. As for the general principles of the “Ruyi” palm, he still had other plans!
At this moment, “Tai Li” unveiled his dazzling Five-Element Peacock True Body. The radiant Five-Color Palm technique disrupted the balance of the five elements and unveiled the secrets of matter. Against most formations, it would have effortlessly shattered through. However, trapped within the Slaughtering Immortals Sword Array, Tai Li found himself in dire straits. The azure, crimson, white, and black sword energies transcended the five elements—they seemed to embody fire, wind, water, and earth, as if annihilating and reforging an entire world!
Even more terrifying was their ability to obliterate anything, unleashing unimaginable power capable of collapsing the void, slowing down or even unifying time itself. Even the Five-Color Palm could only deflect a portion of the attacks.
Compared to this, Tai Li would have preferred to face Lu Da instead.
With every stern sword qi descending, a single brilliant feather drifted from the five-colored radiance. If this continued, his demise was inevitable.
Meanwhile, Han Guang’s right arm turned pitch black, growing an extra sixth finger, as if embodying a different kind of destruction.
Annihilating the heavens and earth, slaying gods and immortals, extinguishing all life and obliterating all existence—the灭天门神兵 (Yanmo’s Hand), the阎魔之手 (Hand of Yama)!
Yet whether it was the annihilation of the Primordial Energy Ocean, the devastation of the natural environment, or the eruption of countless palm techniques, they all appeared fragile before the azure, crimson, white, and black sword energies.
Fighting two opponents alone, Chong He still held the upper hand!
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Behind the Shaolin Temple, the eight characters “Chivalry, righteousness, kindness, and benevolence—do not enter this gate” emanated an eternal Buddhist radiance.
“We are heading to the Western Regions to assist Master Chong He against the demons and Han Guang. What about you?” Lu Da asked Meng Qi.
Meng Qi thought for a moment and replied, “I will also go to the Western Regions. Just leave me outside the battlefield of Dharma Bodies.”
This was to fulfill his promise to Yun He. If there was an opportunity, he would open the gate for Yun He. If not, he would stay far away, safe from danger.
The two Dharma Body experts nodded slightly and took Meng Qi with them toward the Western Regions.
In the dark void, Meng Qi’s vision brightened as he found himself standing on the vast Gobi Desert.
“If you encounter any difficulties nearby, you may seek refuge with the great Buddhist masters…” The voice of Kong Wen entered Meng Qi’s ears before vanishing entirely.
“Buddhist masters?” Meng Qi frowned in confusion. Following Kong Wen’s hint, he transformed into a mouse and cautiously crept toward a pile of weathered rocks.
As he approached, Meng Qi was startled to discover that there were indeed high-ranking Buddhist monks—no fewer than nine of them. Within the formation they had formed, sitting cross-legged, was the “former crown prince” Zhao Qian!
The Buddha Emperor… For some reason, the two words suddenly surfaced in Meng Qi’s mind.
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