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Chapter 723: Forcefully Slashing Three Peers
Chapter 723: Forcefully Slashing Three Peers
"Shh!"
The Five Directions Bodhisattva's pupils reflected the terrifying figure descending from the sky. His eyes twitched violently, not out of fear, but out of anger!
He was angry that the other party, having just attained the rank of Bodhisattva, had the audacity to be so arrogant, completely disregarding his seniority.
Did they really think this was still outside the Beiliu River?
With a low, resonant voice, the Five Directions Bodhisattva flicked his finger, and the Eastern Banner began to rustle, unleashing a torrent of thunder and fire!
The sky above the Eight Poles Valley instantly transformed into an incomprehensibly vast tree canopy, with each branch and twig made of crackling lightning.
The lightning dragons descended in an instant, carrying the might to subdue the world!
Boom—
With just a slight move, the Five Directions Bodhisattva demonstrated why he dared to scheme against a True Deity.
This formidable calamity force, even without completing the six-six transformations, was at least on par with the Five-Armed Bodhisattva’s five-three level. In terms of foundation, it was more than enough to overpower Chen Yi.
Moreover, this Bodhisattva was neither wounded nor the type like the Shenxu Patriarch, who was not adept at direct combat.
The Five Directions Banner was clearly born to trap and kill!
"Roar!"
Wuhuai, already captured, faced this overwhelming storm of thunder and rain with no room for luck or escape, and he immediately adopted a desperate stance.
All of his thousand feet clung tightly to his body, and his blood surged, causing a deep red glow to envelop his dark form.
Even at the Great Emptiness Immortal level, the innate abilities of demon races were no longer as crucial, but they were still far superior to ordinary magical treasures in terms of defensive capability, easily outmatching cultivators.
The moment he shielded his body, a cacophony of crackling sounds erupted as countless lightning bolts poured down like a torrent of molten metal.
In a breath's time, the solid red glow was shattered, and his tough scales cracked like dried leaves. Before the demon blood could even flow, it was scorched black by the lightning.
"Roar—"
Wuhuai let out a mournful cry. How could a mere demon cultivator compare to a Great Bodhisattva? Even at his peak, he would struggle to withstand such an attack, let alone after being severely wounded in the first encounter.
Seeing his demon body about to be half-destroyed, a golden light suddenly appeared, spreading at a speed invisible to the naked eye.
Chen Yi's six arms behind him abruptly extended, and a towering manifestation unfolded with a powerful posture, reaching for the sky with two arms, gripping the sky-filling lightning like a swarm of snakes in his hands!
The lightning that could easily tear through Wuhuai's body was unable to inflict any substantial damage on the seemingly ethereal golden figure.
First, protect yourself, then protect the path.
Among the many orders of the Heavenly Dao, the Protector Power was inherently the most resilient and solid.
A single banner could not possibly break through this manifestation derived from the Wayguarding Sutra.
In the next moment, Chen Yi used Wuhuai as a whip, finally striking the Five Directions Bodhisattva forcefully.
"The Thousand-Armed Bodhisattva is not stingy, leaving his most powerful techniques for you, this wretched beast."
The old monk's robes billowed, and though his words were contemptuous, he did not use his manifestation to directly block the whip.
Clearly, he was quite wary of the Spiritual Might Wayguarding Manifestation.
As the Five Directions Bodhisattva flicked his finger again, the Western Banner began to dance wildly.
A cold mountain breeze suddenly arose, howling like the awakening of some colossal creature.
Though wind is formless, it condensed into a towering wall before him.
Wuhuai's body, thrown with great force, suddenly paused in mid-air, as if stuck in quicksand. The wind grew even more intense, accompanied by the agonized cries of the Thousand-Foot Black Dragon!
His scorched body, as if subjected to a thousand cuts, bled profusely, and soon his white bones were exposed.
"Two Honored Ones! Stop! Please!"
The Thousand-Foot Black Dragon's plea for mercy did not move the two combatants in the slightest.
In the presence of true Great Bodhisattvas, this peer demon lord had become nothing more than a tool in their battle.
"My turn."
The Five Directions Bodhisattva stared directly at the young man within the vast manifestation, a cruel smile playing on his lips.
The dragon he had thrown had not even touched his robes, and the disparity in their techniques was already clear.
As he spoke, he slowly clenched his fingers.
The remaining three banners almost simultaneously emitted a golden light.
The earth suddenly rumbled, and countless cracks spread outward. Then, massive pillars like heavenly pillars burst forth from the ground, numbering in the hundreds.
In an instant, the Eight Poles Valley seemed to be in a state of upheaval.
The massive pillars, though thick, were more flexible than vines, rising into the sky and instantly entangling the giant manifestation, binding its limbs, choking its throat, and even ensnaring its waist.
A vast flood appeared out of nowhere, like a celestial river descending, completely submerging the manifestation.
"Hiss."
Qifeng Divine General, standing below to observe the battle, watched this scene and felt a chill run down his spine.
Over the years, the techniques of these cultivators had advanced to a point that even True Deities found alarming.
Trapped within the vortex of the Five Directions Banners, escape seemed as difficult as climbing to the heavens!
Even if he wanted to lend a hand, he was momentarily at a loss.
This young man had truly overestimated his capabilities this time!
“...”
Chen Yi stood within the illusory shadow, surrounded by the vast sea.
Despite being in a life-or-death situation, he appeared as calm as ever.
He gazed at the Five Directions Bodhisattva, seemingly oblivious to the imminent destruction of his manifestation.
The large arm holding the wuhuai pressed down stubbornly, but even though it could move the giant tree, it couldn’t break through the wind barrier, making its efforts futile and somewhat pitiful.
Crack!
Gathering all his strength, the shadow finally broke free with one arm.
“Hm.”
The Five Directions Bodhisattva raised an eyebrow slightly, completely unconcerned by these minor changes.
His opponent’s life was firmly in his grasp.
Once the protective glow on the manifestation was worn away, it would be the end of the young man in the Eight Poles Valley.
Suddenly, his calm eyes flickered, as a hint of Gray Mist appeared in his field of vision.
Before the Five Directions Bodhisattva could react, the Gray Mist had filled his entire line of sight, swallowing the fierce wind barrier.
In the next moment, a thousand-foot black dragon with its bones exposed was suddenly swung to break through the Gray Mist.
The Five Directions Bodhisattva’s pupils dilated, and even his smile didn’t have time to fade before he was slammed by the black dragon.
The terrifying force within the dragon’s body clearly didn’t come from the wuhuai itself, but from the large arm shadow that held it tightly.
Bang!
The old monk was sent flying, and his Bodhisattva manifestation leaned backward.
With a single strike, the protective glow around him was shattered, and he was slammed into the mountains below!
“Fancy moves.”
Chen Yi glanced down casually and rubbed his wrist.
The Gray Mist swept over, enveloping the six-armed manifestation like a large cloak.
The howling wind had already been swallowed into the Void Realm.
He had no patience to wait for the dust to settle.
Without the control of the Bodhisattva, the power of the Five Directions Banners was clearly weakened.
The six-armed shadow suddenly shook, turning all the giant trees on its body to dust, then leaped out of the sea.
Six large hands simultaneously formed different seals, gathering a vast golden river and slamming it down!
A massive golden vajra descended, causing the already rumbling Eight Poles Valley to nearly collapse entirely.
Boom!
Amid the flattened mountains, the Five Directions Bodhisattva, lying on the ground, endured the blow, his eyes wide with rage, blood streaming from his ears, nose, mouth, and tongue, his breathing labored.
To think, the Thousand-Armed Bodhisattva, even in his severely injured state, dared to leave Southern Mount Sumeru and infiltrate the Divine Dynasty, his abilities among Bodhisattvas were truly outstanding, and his killing techniques were extremely effective.
If not for the suppression of the Demon-Slaying Edict and the Imperial Aura, the outcome of that battle would have been uncertain.
“Help... help me!”
The old monk raised his trembling hand, trying to activate the Five Directions Banners again.
Even if it were the Thousand-Armed Bodhisattva, once trapped in his banner array, escape would be impossible.
That Gray Mist was clearly a manifestation technique from Shenxu Mountain.
For the same cultivator to wield two completely opposite forces of order and chaos, and still maintain his sanity without being consumed by them, was nothing short of a miracle!
But under such great risk, this fiend’s power had also been greatly enhanced.
The Great Emptiness Dao Fruit and the Bodhisattva Position complemented each other, making him an opponent no ordinary person could match.
Instinctively, he called out to the old demon he had once looked down upon.
“...”
The wuhuai was also on its last breath, having endured the combined thunderous attacks of two Bodhisattvas. The fact that it could still breathe was a testament to its resilience.
Upon hearing the Five Directions Bodhisattva’s plea, it looked pained.
Honestly, if the Dragon Subduing Tiger Taming Bodhisattva were a normal person, whose thoughts could be understood and negotiated with, it would have hesitated no longer and joined the other side.
Unfortunately, it saw no trace of emotion in the young man’s eyes, not even a hint of enmity.
Unreasonable, without cause.
The young man simply wanted to kill it.
“Roar!”
The wuhuai let out a loud roar, once again channeling the Disaster Force and its essence, its body coiling up.
The various techniques of the Bodhisattva had only earned a dismissive “fancy moves” from the young man.
How could he repeat the same mistake?
Thus, without the slightest hesitation, it transformed its demonic body into a sword, like a ten-thousand-foot mountain peak, carrying an incomparably sharp momentum as it fiercely crashed upward.
“...”
Chen Yi raised an eyebrow, somewhat surprised.
Do Demon Sovereigns fight this brutally?
But he liked it.
In an instant, six massive arms extended, accurately grasping the long dragon that had charged at him. The opponent's thick demonic power was instantly suppressed by the Golden River.
The shadow lifted it high, like a steel spike, and forcefully pierced through the other Bodhisattva manifestation that was leaning back.
Pfft!
“Huh?”
The Five Directions Bodhisattva stared blankly at the sky. He had just begun to mobilize the five banners.
Before the thunder, fire, wind, and water could descend, his manifestation was shattered into a shower of light by the vast demonic power and Disaster Force.
In just five breaths... that Third Rank Demon Sovereign managed to hold off the beast for five breaths!
It wasn't even a delay.
It was more like the beast didn't have the right weapon, so it simply delivered itself over.
“...”
The Five Directions Bodhisattva's fingers trembled as he looked down at his chest and abdomen.
At the same time the shadow was shattered, his Bodhisattva Position was covered in countless cracks, and the golden light dimmed visibly.
From a sure victory to his downfall, the entire process was so fast that he couldn't even react.
Chen Yi had no time to care about the feelings of a dying Bodhisattva. Upon realizing the opponent wasn't of the demon race, his focus shifted to the Thousand-Foot Black Dragon in the shadow's hands.
All his fingers, covered in golden light, transformed into the sharpest blades, easily piercing through Wuhuai's body.
With the force of the large arms, the dragon was slowly torn apart, until the sound of fabric tearing echoed through the sky, and the entire long dragon split into six, blood raining down, staining the sky red!
[Slain Third Rank Thousand-Foot Black Dragon, total lifespan ten thousand calamities, remaining Shou Yuan eight thousand nine hundred calamities, absorption complete]
This old demon was younger than the Shenxu Patriarch, almost a junior.
After gaining such a rich Beastly Lifespan,
Chen Yi quickly descended, looking at the Five Directions Bodhisattva who was staring at him. He had no intention of making small talk, and with a practiced motion, he swiftly extracted the damaged Bodhisattva Position from the bodhisattva's body.
“You... you...”
The Five Directions Bodhisattva couldn't help but spit out a mouthful of blood, wanting to curse with the remaining life force, but the young man had already turned away, looking up at the sky.
“Stop playing around, we have serious business to attend to.”
Chen Yi frowned slightly, and then saw a tear in the sky.
With the Shenxu Patriarch's hoarse laughter, a Thousand-Foot Black Dragon fled in panic, though it had no fatal injuries, its eyes were filled with fear and dullness, as if it had lost its soul.
Actually, this couldn't be blamed on the Shenxu Patriarch.
After all, with his methods of slaughter, it was really hard to cause any significant damage to a peer-level great demon in a short time... of course, there were no external injuries, but the damage to the soul in the Void Realm was another matter.
Though both were of the demon race, he was genuinely the master of a great sect's immortal lineage, not weaker than a Bodhisattva.
“Spare... spare...”
Before Wuhuai's heavy wails could finish, six massive golden fists brutally smashed into its head.
With the sound of bones shattering, another rain of blood fell.
Gaining nearly ten thousand calamities of Beastly Lifespan, Chen Yi was still unsatisfied and ordered, “Clean up the valley.”
After all, even a mosquito's leg is meat. For Qinghua to clean up alone would be too much to ask.
“As you command!”
The Shenxu Patriarch respectfully responded and disappeared into the Void Realm again.
Only after all this was done,
Chen Yi turned to look at the tall figure in the distance.
“...”
Feeling that gaze, the Divine General Qifeng suddenly tensed, instinctively adopting a defensive posture.
He glanced at the monk at the other's feet, then at the two Thousand-Foot Black Dragons, now unrecognizable.
If the last time in Hongze, when the other had brutally smashed the Celestial Wu Qing Luan to pieces, had given a hint, then this scene now confirmed it even more...
This young man was more ferocious than the demons suppressed in the valley!
He was certainly not from any orthodox Three Teachings lineage.
And the way this person had addressed the Shenxu Patriarch just now, it was clearly an order. As the master of a prestigious immortal lineage, the insect demon had accepted it without any objection.
Chen Yi stood quietly, but in the eyes of the Divine General Qifeng, he was gradually enveloped in a thick cloud of suspicion.
(End of Chapter)
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