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Chapter 722: Dare to Offend the Old Ancestor of Shen Xu, and Taste the Power of Buddhism
Chapter 722: Dare to Offend the Old Ancestor of Shen Xu, and Taste the Power of Buddhism
"Hah."
General Qi Feng's mood shifted from initial shock at seeing his comrades suddenly collapse, to rage when the Five Directions Bodhisattva appeared, and now, under the shadow of the Dharma manifestation, he felt almost like laughing.
Since the dawn of time, no one had ever entertained the absurd idea of assassinating a True Deity.
Everyone knew that True Deities were not living beings and thus did not experience death.
Rebirth from a drop of blood was not just a saying.
"You all must have been in Mount Sumeru too long, to the point where your brains have rotted."
General Qi Feng said no more and turned to his comrades, "Withdraw first and report everything you've seen to the Heavenly Court, leaving nothing out."
"Let the Heavenly Court see who the real audacious fiends of the Great Southern Continent are!"
True Deities were indeed unafraid of death, but awakening took time. The most crucial thing now was to spread this news.
At his command, the True Deities all saluted and carried the fallen Haochuan Divine Lord, preparing to scatter and retreat.
However, the Five Directions Bodhisattva, floating in the sky, slowly smiled, showing no intention of stopping them.
Even the two Thousand-legged Black Dragons on the ground looked terrified.
Their initial transgression against divine authority had only resulted in being forced into the Eight Extremes Valley. If they were now seen as allies of the Bodhi Sect, this news would leave them and their brothers with no place to hide in the world.
"I wonder how you all plan to leave the Eight Extremes Valley."
The Five Directions Bodhisattva smiled gently and waved his hand. Despite the white mist, everyone could vaguely see the golden light rising in the sky.
It was... the grand array used by the Heavenly Court to contain these fiends!
Clearly, this array was no longer under General Qi Feng's control and was now being manipulated by the monk in the sky.
"Why such a surprised expression, Divine Lord?"
The Five Directions Bodhisattva looked down calmly, "True Deities are born of the cosmos and do not need to cultivate, thus they lack the skills of mortals. These minor techniques were created by the disciples of the Bodhi Sect and the Three Teachings Sect. Is there a problem with us using them now?"
For eons, these two sects had served the True Deities.
Whether it was elixirs, arrays, or magical artifacts, they all came from the hands of the Three Teachings disciples who served in the heavens.
Wanting to be absentee landlords came at a price.
This was the true difference between a Third Grade Cultivator and the younger, second-generation disciples. The latter's tribulations were mere trifles.
But when these Venerable Bodhisattvas decided to act, the energy they unleashed was enough to shake the heavens and the earth!
"Good, very good!"
General Qi Feng clenched his hand, his face darkening. His voice was filled with a mixture of anger and frustration, "I want to see if you and your two lackeys, along with this broken array, can trap me!"
Despite his defiant stance, he had a point.
True Deities were inherently powerful, and in one-on-one battles, they often dominated their peers.
He was a Third Grade Cultivator, equivalent to one who had transcended the Third Tribulation. The strongest of the three, the Five Directions Bodhisattva, had not yet achieved the Sixfold Transformation and ascended to a higher rank, still remaining at the same level.
Fighting three at once was impossible, but the two dragon fiends might not have the courage to attack a True Deity.
"Fair point."
The Five Directions Bodhisattva did not argue but clapped his hands lightly, "Therefore, to ensure the Divine Lord's capture, I am not alone."
He smiled, "I humbly invite the Dragon Subduing and Tiger Taming Bodhisattva to manifest!"
At these words, everyone's faces changed.
Even General Qi Feng tensed, his pupils contracting.
It wasn't fear of death, for they truly could not die.
But if another Bodhisattva was present, the hope of spreading the news today would be slim.
No one noticed that at the mention of this title, the Qianqing Immortal General froze, then turned with a look of joy and anticipation, gazing into the white mist.
Tap, tap.
Under the watchful eyes of over a hundred onlookers, a steady, almost imperceptible footsteps echoed, yet it sounded like thunder in their ears.
In an instant, a faint silhouette appeared. As the white mist parted, a figure in a slightly swaying black robe came into view.
His jet-black hair contrasted with his pale skin, making his face appear quite young. His thin lips, slightly pursed, carried a hint of coldness, instantly revealing him as someone not to be trifled with.
If not for the golden light forming the six-armed shadow behind his slender frame, it would have been hard to believe he was a Bodhisattva.
The Dragon Subduing and Tiger Taming Bodhisattva!
The handsome young man stopped and stood still, his calm gaze sweeping over the crowd. The serene aura he exuded made it seem as if he alone could halt an army of a thousand.
The Dharma Manifestation had yet to fully reveal itself, but it already exuded a formidable pressure that far surpassed that of the Five Directions Bodhisattva, overwhelming the True Deities present!
"Pay respects to the Venerable!"
The two Thousand-legged Black Dragons had already bowed their heads in reverence.
The True Deities' faces were grave, their expressions heavy with concern.
General Qi Feng was momentarily stunned, his eyelids twitching violently. No matter how he had calculated, he had never expected this person to be an acquaintance.
The last time they met, the other party was still the Grandmaster of the Emptiness Heavens of the Three Teachings Sect. No matter how impressive their performance, they were still a mere second-generation disciple. How could they suddenly transform into a Venerable of the Bodhi Sect?!
Recalling the words he had spoken to Qianqing just a few days ago, General Qi Feng gritted his teeth in anger. He had known from the start that this young man was no good, not much different from the Heavenly Phoenix Qing Luan.
The battle at Hongze was truly a dogfight!
"See what I told you, this is your old friend!"
Thinking of this, he couldn't help but glare at Qianqing.
Lady Qinghua's attention, however, was completely focused on the figure in the black robe, oblivious to her superior's complaints.
"Enough, enough!"
"Everyone, follow my order and escort Qianqing to safety."
General Qi Feng waved his hand in exasperation. Everyone present was a True Deity, but this young man was the only Immortal General, and he could truly perish here.
He could only hope that the Dragon Subduing and Tiger Taming Bodhisattva would show some mercy for the sake of an old friend and spare this young man's life.
As the True Deities began to disperse, the young man in black remained motionless.
The Five Directions Bodhisattva raised an eyebrow but said nothing.
"Venerable, rest assured, I will not let a single one of them escape."
Wuhuai finally saw his chance. Taking advantage of the True Deities' departure, he swiftly leaped from the mountain, passing over the others and landing beside Shen Yi.
The situation was now clear, but staying to fight the Divine Lord still carried risks. It was better to use this as an excuse to withdraw and save his life.
Transforming into human form, he appeared as a towering figure in black armor, bowing respectfully to Shen Yi upon landing.
"Damn it!"
Wuhan, reacting a bit slower, could only curse inwardly when he came to his senses.
Unfortunately, capturing these True Deities required only a Third Grade, and now that opportunity was lost. He could only look on with envy.
After finishing his bow, Wuhuai's face twisted into a fierce expression as he strode into the mist.
After hiding in the Eight Extremes Valley for so many years, his resentment had only grown. Today, he would use the might of the Bodhi Sect to vent his anger!
"..."
Watching Wuhuai chase after the fleeing True Deities, Qi Feng was deeply worried about Qianqing's safety but felt powerless to help.
He was being watched by three equally powerful opponents, and any mistake could mean the end of his life today.
At that moment, Qi Feng's gaze suddenly sharpened, his expression showing a hint of surprise.
Shen Yi stood with his hands at his sides, not turning around, but one of his six arms suddenly extended and cleanly gripped Wuhuai by the back of the neck, wrenching him up.
"Venerable..."
Wuhuai had never expected the Bodhisattva to attack him.
After all, the other party had come to rescue him and his brother.
Thus, he had let his guard down completely.
Even when he was lifted up, he only thought he had said something wrong and timidly turned back.
Shen Yi, with his back to the Thousand-legged Black Dragon, maintained a calm expression. His clear and composed voice sent a chill through the air: "Who said you could leave?"
"Venerable!"
Wuhuai felt the golden fingers gradually piercing his neck and finally realized something was amiss. His face turned pale, and his voice rose in alarm.
This didn't seem like the start of an order.
As a Third Grade Demon Lord, even in this dire situation, he would never entrust his life entirely to the other party's will.
He immediately began to struggle and resist.
Unfortunately, in a battle between experts, once a weakness is exposed, the price is inevitable.
"Roar!"
Wuhuai transformed back into his Thousand-legged Black Dragon form, his massive body whipping through the air like a whip, but the hand that held him swelled to match the storm.
A Golden River surged, and a loud boom echoed.
A dull cracking sound followed, and Wuhuai's neck began to bend and finally shattered.
A massive arm shadow swung, and the Thousand-legged Black Dragon's enormous form was thrown back into the mountains before everyone's eyes.
Dust and smoke rose!
Wuhuai's head hung limply, his mouth filled with dark demon blood, his eyes filled with terror as he stared at the figure in the mist, clearly severely wounded.
"How is he?!" Wuhan wasn't stupid. By now, he had already realized that his brother was better prepared, having clearly received some information.
But arguing could wait until they survived. What mattered now was how to break through together.
He quickly used his massive body to support his brother.
"Got a bad hit..."
Wuhuai slowly propped himself up, his voice muffled and heavy. After calming down from the shock, he nervously looked up at the sky. "Venerable Wufang, what is the meaning of this?"
Even in its confusion, it dared not use a questioning tone. After all, offending the Bodhi Sect would mean certain death today.
To their surprise, although Wufang Bodhisattva appeared calm, a chilling glint flickered in his narrowed eyes.
The Bodhi Sect could not fully trust this suddenly appearing Dragon Subduing and Tiger Taming Bodhisattva.
Thus, his seemingly respectful welcome was actually a deliberate move to expose this person's name, ensuring the True Deities would hear it and cut off any possible retreat.
If even one True Deity escaped today, this Dragon Subduing and Tiger Taming Bodhisattva would face severe consequences.
"What are you here for?"
Wufang Bodhisattva suppressed his emotions. As he spoke, a wave of Buddha light rippled through the sky.
This was a question everyone else wanted to ask as well.
Qi Feng stared blankly at the young man in black, utterly confused.
"..."
Shen Yi casually glanced at the six-armed figure beside him, then returned his gaze to Wufang Bodhisattva, raising an eyebrow. "Isn't it obvious?"
"I am a foolish monk; please be more explicit." Wufang Bodhisattva's expression grew increasingly cold.
"To kill." Shen Yi took a step forward, his voice calm.
"Kill who?" Wufang Bodhisattva's temples began to throb rapidly.
Shen Yi sighed lightly, slowly raising his hand. His palm enveloped the Bodhisattva suspended in the sky, as well as the two Thousand-legged Black Dragons below.
"You and your kind."
As soon as the words left his mouth, the ever-calculating Wufang Bodhisattva's face twisted in a grimace.
He had meticulously planned this for so long, only to have it all fall apart because of a madman.
The Bodhi Sect had already made its decision. As a Bodhisattva, he and the others were in the same boat.
Yet, this person was now standing against them for no apparent reason.
Did he really think that under a collapsing nest, any egg would remain unbroken?
"If you want to live, don't hold back!"
"Three against two, the advantage is on our side!"
With a roar, the old Bodhisattva swung his sleeve. Five banners fluttered to the ground, planted in the directions of east, south, west, north, and center. These were not Buddha treasures but the manifestation of his position.
"Very well, very well! I always thought you were a decent lad, full of righteousness, far better than that Qing Luan. You haven't disappointed me!"
This unexpected turn of events filled Qi Feng with joy, and his voice grew strong and confident.
Though they were still at a numerical disadvantage, Wuhuai was already injured, giving them a fair chance.
"I will take on the two of you. You, go and kill that injured old dragon demon first."
With that, he stepped forward, a whirlwind sweeping through the vast Eight Extremes Valley, causing the entire region to tremble.
However, what Qi Feng did not expect was that Shen Yi seemed to have not heard him, and the young man's speed was even faster than his own!
The black-clad figure merged with the void.
When he reappeared, a massive golden arm had already seized Wuhuai.
The old dragon, already injured and caught off guard, could not break free despite the chaotic surge of demonic energy.
It was flung into the sky, its thousand sharp legs like blades, its massive body like a whip, lashing out at Wufang Bodhisattva!
"Underestimating me?"
Qi Feng clenched his fists, his expression odd.
He never thought that the young man who had once matched Qing Luan blow for blow would be so domineering, taking on two equally strong opponents from the start.
He could only turn his attention to the remaining Wuhan.
As the Divine Lord stepped forward to attack, a harsh laugh echoed from the sky.
"You worms dare to offend my Old Ancestor? Die!"
With the words, a dense Gray Mist surged forth like a mad dragon, swallowing the last Thousand-legged Black Dragon in an instant.
Boom!
Qi Feng shattered a mountain with a punch, but there was no sign of life below.
His lips twitched. "..."
The scene was all too familiar—a technique of the Grand Emptiness.
And in the entire Great Southern Continent, only the Old Ancestor of Shen Xu had the power to contend with a Thousand-legged Black Dragon.
This confirmed the young man's identity as the Grandmaster of the Emptiness Heavens, and it made sense.
But the Old Ancestor of Shen Xu had just called someone else "Old Ancestor"...
Qi Feng looked up at the black-clad figure in the sky, his expression becoming even more bizarre.
The Old Ancestor of Shen Xu was a Bodhisattva of the Bodhi Sect?
(End of Chapter)
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