Chapter 705: The Emergence of the Danhuang, Unforeseen Changes!
Chapter 705: The Emergence of the Danhuang, Unforeseen Changes!
The numerous Heaven's Pride cultivators were already astounded by the sight of the Jianglong Fuhu Damingwang resisting so many immortal techniques, and finally breaking free with such a majestic posture.
They were well aware that the arrogant and domineering behavior of this rogue had already enraged everyone.
Therefore, when they attacked, they held nothing back, using their most lethal moves, leaving no chance of survival for their opponent.
These techniques were not comparable to those of ordinary cultivators or wild demons from minor sects; each one was a treasured technique from the Three Immortal Teachings, capable of overwhelming those of the same cultivation realm.
It was precisely because of this that they had earned their reputation as Heaven's Pride.
It was unheard of for a Fourth-Grade cultivator to withstand such a fierce onslaught.
But in the next moment, the sword strike from Tianwu Xuanwu captured everyone's attention. If it weren't for the circumstances of this gathering, they would never have known that beneath the seemingly similar reputations, there could be such a vast difference in strength among them.
The integration of the cultivator and the Tribulation Sword was so seamless that it seemed as if the tribulation power within the sword had become a part of his cultivation.
This sword strike could be considered the pinnacle of the Fourth Grade!
Yet, this pinnacle strike was crushed into powder by the Jianglong Fuhu Damingwang with a single palm!
The events unfolded rapidly, from the dark flames engulfing the sky to their complete dissipation, all within a few breaths. It felt like a tumultuous ocean, leaving everyone breathless with a suffocating sensation.
These Heaven's Pride cultivators were all experienced and worldly, and even when the small seal of the bearded man was easily shattered by the Jianglong Fuhu Damingwang, they merely raised their eyebrows slightly.
But at this moment, everyone stood frozen in place.
The scene before them had completely exceeded their understanding.
"Kill!"
It was Tianwu Xuanwu's roar that snapped everyone back to their senses.
As the one who had faced the Damingwang head-on and had his techniques broken, his shock was no less than anyone else's; he just didn't have the chance to be lost in thought.
Because Shen Yi's fist was already descending.
"Qiankun Bell!"
Xuanwu's face twisted in ferocity. As the senior disciple of Tianwu Mountain, he possessed many protective treasures, aside from the Yangwu Dao Jian, which was attuned to his mind. These treasures were no less than two thousand tribulations old.
But he never imagined that someone would force him to use these treasures.
A small bronze bell, resembling a rattle, soared into the sky and transformed into a giant bell, trapping Xuanwu within. The massive bell's body was surprisingly agile, swaying as it flew out.
At Xuanwu's warning, the others also unleashed their techniques, filling the sky with dazzling lights.
It wasn't just the Heaven's Pride cultivators of the Three Immortal Teachings.
The eight Great Lohan also gave up on the idea of taking the Lotus Platform Chariot away from under the Jianglong Fuhu Damingwang's nose.
Clearly, the Damingwang's purpose here was not to protect the scriptures.
Compared to the Heaven's Pride cultivators of the Three Immortal Teachings, who only wanted to stop the Lotus Platform Chariot from entering Shengchao, this Damingwang was the true Scripture Thief!
The only chance now was to join forces with these Heaven's Pride cultivators to slay the Damingwang and then bring the chariot into Shengchao.
As for Tianwu Xuanwu, he was no longer a concern.
Having his mind-attuned treasure broken by the Damingwang, his strength had plummeted, making him no longer a threat.
Eight robust figures, like mountains, simultaneously urged their mounts—white elephants and ferocious lions galloped forward, shaking the earth, while Suan Ni and Benlang soared into the sky, carrying the Lohan's Arhat Body to attack.
As Great Lohan, their every move caused the golden river to surge and converge into a sea, resembling towering waves. Several zhang high, they connected the sky and earth, and with tremendous force, they struck towards the Damingwang in front of them!
In the face of this onslaught, Shen Yi's thousand-zhang-tall figure seemed insignificant.
Confronting the attack from both sides, he stared coldly at the Qiankun Bell flying backwards. In the next moment, his five fingers clenched into a fist and unleashed a powerful strike!
As his formidable arms stretched out, the tribulation power erupted once more, shattering the dazzling glow in the sky, and one precious tribulation treasure after another turned to dust.
Yet, that fist mysteriously appeared before the Qiankun Bell.
"The Realm of Taihu!"
The Heaven's Pride cultivators had thought that what they witnessed today would be the greatest shock of their lives.
Even when their second attacks were easily neutralized by the Jianglong Fuhu Damingwang, they felt a bit numb, believing nothing could stir their emotions further.
But when they saw this Lohan of the Lotus Teaching using the techniques of the Three Immortal Teachings, everyone's eyes widened in unison.
Boom!
The golden fist collided with the bronze bell, and the thick bell didn't even emit a cracking sound. Instead, it crumpled and deformed under the overwhelming force, like thin iron.
The roaring golden river caused Xuanwu's face to twitch, his eyes nearly bursting from their sockets.
He forcefully pushed his palms forward, attempting to harness his tribulation power to block that overwhelming fist.
Shen Yi's expression remained calm as he reached out to grab Xuanwu.
To onlookers, it was like breaking open a cage and catching the chicken inside.
The surging tribulation power could only create ripples in the golden river between his palms.
"The position of the Xian Di belongs to me, Tianwu Xuanwu!"
A piercing scream erupted from his clenched fingers, abruptly ceasing afterward.
The second-generation disciples of the Sanzhen Jiao had high hopes for their flag-bearer, but his fall was so casual and unexpected.
"Huh!"
Many of the Tian Jiao's faces turned deathly pale.
Although they had known about the severity of the great tribulation since their departure from the mountain, they were well aware that their lives were at stake, and they were not afraid of life-and-death battles.
But when someone actually perished, everyone's heart felt as if it had been clenched by that giant hand, and they turned cold all over.
In their imagination, even if they died, it would be on the peak of a high mountain, under the gaze of the mortal world, fighting to the point of exhaustion with another powerful being.
Even in defeat, they would leave a legacy for eternity.
It was not supposed to be like this, being crushed like a chicken or a dog in this desolate and lonely place.
"Why are you standing there? Kill!"
A Suan Ni Lohan took the place of the Tianwu Xuanwu, his deep Buddhist voice resonating like a bronze bell, piercing their ears and reaching their hearts, urging this group of stubborn fools not to miss this golden opportunity.
As long as the Mingwang died, the Sanzhen Jiao disciples, without the courage and the Xuanwu, would no longer be able to stop the transmission of the scriptures by even a fraction.
And this golden opportunity was the Jinhe River, which seemed to connect heaven and earth.
Just as Shen Yi slew the Xuanwu, this terrifying wave had already crashed down upon him.
The Putidao disciples, unlike the Sanzhen Jiao, had fewer complicated methods and were more pure in their approach, so their combined attack was even more lethal.
With the combined power of eight Great Lohan, this move even surpassed the sword strike that the Tianwu Xuanwu had used earlier.
Under the suppression of the Jinhe River, which could break through all laws, the opponent wouldn't even be able to escape into the Taihu Realm.
"..."
Beneath the perilous golden sea, Shen Yi had nowhere to hide, so he slowly closed his eyes.
The golden threads within his six paths flickered and quickly merged into the Great Fruit Position, and the amber pearl suddenly burst into brilliance!
These golden threads gathered around the remnant left by the Thousand-Armed Bosatsu, enhancing its power.
In an instant, the four arms behind the Jianglong Fuhu Damingwang transformed into four beams of golden light, soaring into the sky, and recondensed into a being several dozen times larger than his own body.
Like four heavenly pillars, they forcefully supported the golden sea!
Rip!
The four arms exerted force simultaneously, and the sound of tearing cloth reverberated through the surroundings as he ruthlessly tore through the golden sea, turning it into a shower of golden rain that drifted and fell into the mortal realm.
Immediately after, the heavenly pillars disappeared, and the four arms returned to their original state, each grabbing one of the Suan Ni and Benlang Lohan, who were both horrified.
Shen Yi fiercely swung his arms, throwing the four Lohan back.
The massive bodies of the Lohan fell like falling stars, crashing to the ground with such force that the white elephant and the fierce lion, capable of shaking the earth, could not dodge in time and were struck in the face, all of them flying backward.
Before they could get up, Shen Yi's four arms behind him had already pounced again, pressing them all to the ground!
"Mingwang, don't be foolish!"
"With your Buddhist nature, you will soon receive the Sanpin True Scripture and become a Great Teaching Bosatsu... You and Jinchan Lohan, in the future, will both wear the kasaya, sit on the Buddha lotus, and even ascend to the position of the Tian Di!"
"Why be so impatient?"
It was only when they were firmly suppressed by the four arms that the eight Lohan realized that even if they had previously tried to resist with the power of the tribulation, it would have been futile.
They just couldn't understand why the other party would destroy their own future.
Others were afraid of not obtaining the Buddha Fruit Position Scripture, but he was the Jianglong Fuhu Damingwang. To put it bluntly, as long as he delivered this scripture to the imperial capital and returned to the teaching, he wouldn't have to worry about the true Buddha not passing on the method.
The next moment, the eight Great Lohan suddenly fell silent all at once.
It was as if they had witnessed the most unbelievable thing in the world.
They saw their own Jianglong Fuhu Damingwang suspended in mid-air, looking down indifferently, and then, the other party opened his mouth.
In full view of everyone, a dazzling golden elixir slowly emerged from his mouth.
Connecting this with the Shenxu Mountain technique used by the other party earlier, the answer could not have been more obvious.
"Taihu...Danhuang..."
This was the last thought that rose in the minds of the Lohan, because in the next moment, a gaping hole appeared in the center of their Arhat bodies' eyebrows.
The Taihu Golden Elixir, containing over six thousand five hundred tribulation powers, silently pierced through their skulls, and the terrifying power of the tribulation instantly killed the Lohan's Dharma body.
The man with the sheep beard felt his limbs go numb.
It was he who, at Shenxu Mountain, had questioned whether the Danhuang dared to enter the tribulation, and thus found an excuse to avoid the matter.
It turned out that the Danhuang had arrived early, earlier than anyone else.
Protecting the scriptures... was a single person!
Among the second-generation disciples of the three teachings, the one standing at the peak had occupied two positions.
At the moment the golden elixir appeared.
Almost everyone's face turned deathly pale, even though they still had many methods they hadn't used. But no matter how hard they racked their brains, they couldn't understand how a Lohan, who was already invincible, could also possess the ethereal methods of Shenxu Mountain.
Not a single mistake, not a single move, not a single internal, not a single container, not a single 169, not a single book, not a single glance!
How could they find that glimmer of hope?
If they couldn't find it, they could only accept their fate.
Shen Yi calmly turned around, and his six arms stretched out, golden palms emerging from the Taihu Realm and landing on the bodies of the various Tian Jiao.
One by one, their lives were extinguished.
These renowned existences had excellent vision and insight, and even if they were someone else, they might have struggled a little, but their extensive knowledge had already made them understand the situation, so they passively awaited death, with not a shred of hope left in their hearts.
Perhaps even the three teachings had not anticipated this.
They sent their disciples into the tribulation, but before they even entered the mortal world, everything was over.
"Huff." Shen Yi exhaled a breath of turbid air.
Indeed, the group of Luohans had a point in their argument.
Although he held various identities, including the court, the three teachings, and even the Celestial Court, careful consideration revealed a different perspective.
The court's power was waning, and those third-grade experts had faced numerous obstacles in their cultivation journey, relying on serendipity to reach their current realm. Their strength was significantly inferior to others at the same level.
For instance, the last time Old General Yan intervened, he borrowed the overwhelming Huangqi to suppress, and in the end, he fought evenly with the Thousand-Armed Bosatsu.
However, it was somewhat understandable.
After all, those who had reached the third-grade realm were mostly Dalu Xianzun and Bosatsu, so why would they risk their lives for the court?
Their path was unlikely to be replicated.
Otherwise, given the current situation, they wouldn't still be keeping secrets from him.
As for the Celestial Court, even if he was willing to give up his physical body and take over the Jinshen, accumulating merits to obtain the third-grade Xianyin, it was ultimately an external object, and using it felt unsteady.
Among the remaining Sanzhen Jiao and Puti Jiao, Shenvu Lao Zu wanted to devour him, and only Puti Jiao genuinely intended to cultivate a Jianglong Fuhu Damingwang to enter the tribulation.
Setting aside the grudges with Puti Jiao, if Shen Yi were to become this Damingwang, he might have a chance to surpass his peers and continue all the way to the end, until...
"Tian Di?" Shen Yi murmured. At this moment, he finally understood what these people were fighting for.
Old General Yan had guessed wrong.
The three teachings weren't planning to choose a new emperor; they wanted there to be no more emperors in the mortal world.
As a replacement, the Celestial Court, jointly managed by the three teachings, would select a new master, a true ruler of heaven and earth.
Only then could the actions of the three teachings over the years, which had been so bizarre, be explained.
They could have directly attacked Shengchao but instead chose to push and support from behind.
The mortal world could be destroyed, with heavy casualties, but it couldn't be left in an irredeemable state.
Ultimately, what these divine beings sought was the Huangqi.
They wanted to portray the emperor as a tyrannical and unjust ruler, shift the faith of the mortal world to a new Xian Di, and then have this ruler of heaven and earth redistribute the Huangqi without interference from mortals.
Ruler of Heaven and Earth!
Just thinking about this title made Shen Yi's heart stir, let alone the young Tian Jiao.
But unfortunately, he wasn't foolish.
If they were to choose a ruler of heaven and earth, why would they bind this person with chains? Who had ever seen an emperor restrained by iron chains? Could that even be called a ruler? It was more like a watchdog.
It was easy to understand.
Why weren't those third-grade and above cultivators tempted by such a good opportunity, instead sending their disciples to face the tribulation?
They probably knew the truth—once seated on that position, they would lose their freedom and become mere tools for the three teachings to distribute Huangqi, let alone control heaven and earth.
Moreover, there was the risk of losing their lives.
Shen Yi felt that even if he wholeheartedly protected the scriptures and obtained the Buddha Fruit Position, the iron chains on his body would simply change from being held by the Thousand-Armed Bosatsu to being held by a Buddha... until finally, they would be held by several sect leaders together?
He had risked his life to fight, only to find a more powerful master for himself.
If he ever harbored such thoughts, Shen Yi thought he might as well find a block of tofu and end his life.
After this thought, he glanced at the nearby treasure palanquin, glowing with radiant colors. Instead of rushing to retrieve the true scripture from the pagoda, he exerted himself and single-handedly lifted the entire palanquin high into the air.
Without concealing his figure, he headed straight towards Shengchao.
Beiliu Riverside.
The crowd, who had been waiting for a long time, had already witnessed the astonishing battle aura from a distant land through Guansi Fa.
Everyone present was astonished.
Even Lady Tiandong hadn't expected such a majestic aura to emanate from the confrontation between the second-generation disciples.
Who had won? Just then, a small point appeared at the edge of the sky.
Everyone subconsciously activated the divine light in their eyes, and when they saw the majestic Jinshen and the towering palanquin in its hand, they all held their breath.
"Is that the Jianglong Fuhu Damingwang?"
"Puti Jiao has won!"
In an instant, the faces of the Sanzhen Jiao crowd turned ugly, with only a few figures showing a smile.
"Wait, it's not over yet," Lady Tiandong furrowed her brows, noticing the Damingwang's cautious glance back.
So... what was he guarding against? The next moment, the Tianmu in front of the Damingwang rippled like stones falling into a green pond, soon flattening out like a gigantic mirror.
Before the others could react, Hongjing, who had lower cultivation, took a deep breath.
He had witnessed such a technique before, and it was unforgettable.
Back then, in the Hongze Earth, it was this "mirror" that devoured Qingluan's Hundred Birds Divine Spear, capable of splitting the sky.
"It's Danhhuang!" he exclaimed.
Before his words faded, the palanquin, glowing with boundless radiance, was bizarrely swallowed by the Tianmu.
"Put me down!"
The Jianglong Fuhu Damingwang clenched his palm, as if his ferocity had been provoked, without a moment's hesitation, he stepped into the Taihu, accompanied by the rolling Jinghe!
(End of Chapter)
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