This martial saint's health bar is too thick

Chapter 631 Human relationships are as thin as paper, and the world is like a new chess game.

On the long street, water vapor rises, and rain and mist blend together.

Zhao Jin stood in the misty drizzle, a look of sorrow on her face.

His greatest strengths lie in searching and concealment. The divine abilities formed from his natal magical artifacts are [Soul Binding] and [Moon Concealment].

One can track a thousand miles, the other can conceal itself.

With these two supernatural abilities, he was even confident that he could evade the search by the Misty Rain Unblock for a short period of time.

So when his whereabouts were revealed in a single sentence, he knew that the other party's strength was far superior to his own.

"Buddhism, the Western Kingdom... you wish to form an alliance with the Great Luo Sect?"

Zhao Jin reacted quickly, immediately figuring out why the Buddhists had sent people here.

In the current situation, the only force that Buddhism can potentially win over if it wants to break the deadlock is the Great Luo Sect.

From the day Qingxu massacred Ming Province, causing great damage to the fate of the Great Blue Dynasty, the hatred between the Great Luo Sect and the Great Blue Dynasty has been difficult to erase.

Even though Qingxu and the group of people who rebelled with him are all dead, every single thing that happened to the Great Blue Dynasty afterward must be attributed in part to the Great Luo Sect!

Similarly, from being the leader of Taoism to now being reduced to only being able to close the mountain gates, how could the Great Luo Sect not harbor hatred towards the Great Lan Dynasty?
After decades of camaraderie, those who rebelled back then are dead. Don't the remaining members of the Great Luo Sect have any thoughts about this?
In fact, during the year Zhao Jin guarded the gates of the Great Luo Sect, he had pondered a question—

If the Great Blue Dynasty can rise again, how will it deal with the Great Luo Sect in the future?
Perhaps things wouldn't have been so during Yu's lifetime.

Once Taiyu dies, they will probably start a purge immediately!
Or, if Li Fei grows to the level of being the best in the world in the future, he might not even need to wait for Tai Yu to die, and could take action directly!
Zhao Jin had this thought, and he felt that many people within the Great Luo Sect probably did as well.

The enemy of my enemy is my friend. The Buddhists made a wise move by forming an alliance with the Daluo Sect at this time.

Many thoughts raced through Zhao Jin's mind in an instant, and his figure suddenly became blurry.

In this misty rain curtain, a dozen identical "Zhao Jin" suddenly appeared, like a flock of startled birds, flying swiftly in different directions!
The figure trailed a blurry afterimage in the rain, carrying a sense of resolute determination, as if it were a desperate gamble.

Even knowing that there was an unfathomable chasm ahead, he was still determined to fight for this last glimmer of hope!
A dozen or so phantom clones plunged headlong into the depths of the rain curtain, about to disappear into the hazy end of the rain.

However, the expected thunderous strike did not occur. On the long street, only the monotonous echo of raindrops hitting the stone slabs could be heard, a deathly silence that chilled the heart.

At this moment, a sudden change occurred!
The thousands of raindrops falling vertically from the sky seemed to be suddenly pulled by invisible threads, instantly freezing and connecting.

Crystal-clear, translucent rain streaks appeared out of thin air, crisscrossing and weaving rapidly. In the blink of an eye, a translucent cage constructed of cold rainwater, exuding a chilling aura, was formed.

The moment the rain prison took shape, Zhao Jin's true form appeared in the center of the cage, a look of bitter helplessness on his face.

Those who scattered and fled just now were merely a carefully crafted illusion. His true body had not moved an inch; he only hoped that this plan of escaping unscathed would fool everyone.

Unfortunately, they still couldn't fool their opponents.

"call out--"

A round, smooth, white jade pendant shot out from Zhao Jin's sleeve like lightning and hovered in the center of the rain prison.

Immediately afterwards, the token shone brightly.

It wasn't a blinding, intense light, but rather a cool, pure, almost tangible moonlight that suddenly burst forth within the cramped cage. It was as if a bright moon had been forcibly crammed into the cold, rain-soaked cage—

【Moonlight and Autumn White】!
This is Zhao Jin's trump card, a desperate move that uses his natal magic weapon as a catalyst to unleash the [Moon Concealment] divine power, resulting in an extremely powerful killing strike.

The cool moonlight instantly transformed into tens of thousands of invisible yet incomparably sharp blades. They were all-pervasive, light and agile. Any tangible cage in this world, as long as it had a crack, even as tiny as a hair, would inevitably be penetrated and pierced by this mercury-like moonlight!
Zhao Jin's fingertips trembled slightly as she quietly infused strands of thought, imbued with intelligence about the place, into the surging moonlight.

As long as even a sliver of moonlight can escape this rain prison and fly away from the area of ​​Daluo Town, there is a possibility that the news can be transmitted!

He was betting that his opponent would need to be distracted to intercept and annihilate the omnipresent moonlight. As long as his opponent showed a weakness, he could seize that fleeting opportunity to escape.

The all-pervasive moonlight was about to touch the edge of the rain prison and break through.

"Om-!"

A deep, soul-piercing chant reverberated through the rain, and a massive, ancient, solid swastika-shaped Buddhist seal, radiating a faint golden light, appeared without warning inside the rain prison.

A serene and peaceful yet boundless sense of Zen instantly replaced the chill of the rain, permeating the entire space.

The moment the swastika appeared, the small cage that was originally made of rainwater suddenly distorted and expanded in terms of spatial sense!

It extends infinitely in all directions in a way that is visible to the naked eye yet incomprehensible—

The walls disappeared, the roof disappeared, the rain disappeared, and even the bluestone slabs underfoot disappeared. The entire cage seemed to swallow up the world in an instant, evolving into a boundless, self-contained world that isolated the inside from the outside!

One flower one world, one leaf one bodhi.

The secret technique of Pudu Temple—[Bodhi Leaf Fruit]!
Moonlight can penetrate any cage, but it cannot penetrate the whole world.

Zhao Jin sighed. He sensed the formation in this independent little world, and the [Bodhi Leaf Fruit] was a technique that only top-level True Persons could use.

This means that the person who made the move was a great Arhat in Buddhism!

Faced with a great Arhat, Zhao Jin really didn't know how to resist.

“Amitabha Buddha, benefactor, your cleverness is admirable.”

The voice from before rang in Zhao Jin's ears again.

As the other party finished speaking, Zhao Jin sensed that all the clones he had just escaped shattered almost simultaneously.

He closed his eyes, utterly despairing.

Those clones may seem like a smokescreen, but they actually conceal information and can transmit intelligence to the outside world.

Therefore, if the opponent only sees through his first layer of illusion and ignores those clones, he will still lose to him in the end.

Unfortunately, Zhao Jin was not given any chance.

"I wonder which great Arhat has come here?"

Zhao Jin asked.

"This humble monk has attained enlightenment."

A figure appeared at the other end of the long street.

The other person was not wearing a monk's robe, but only a coarse linen garment and a cloak, walking barefoot on the bluestone road.

The rain soaked his clothes as he walked step by step toward Zhao Jin.

As he approached, the small world formed by the rain prison began to shrink, and immense pressure pressed down on Zhao Jin from all directions!

The white token hovered above Zhao Jin's head, and a crack appeared on it.

"puff--"

Zhao Jin coughed up a mouthful of blood.

What puzzled him was that the other party could kill him in the blink of an eye, so why did they hesitate to do so?
Is he deliberately torturing himself to make himself feel more pain?
Buddhists wouldn't be this disgusting, would they?
Zhao Jin gritted her teeth and asked, "Is Hua Yanjun one of your people?"

"It wasn't like that before, but it can be now."

Zhao Jin didn't quite understand Wu Xuan's answer.

But he soon understood—

The ground beneath your feet is no longer stone slabs, but a smooth, jade-like, shimmering glass floor.

In the sky, colorful celestial flowers fluttered down like sacred raindrops.

On the ground, dazzling golden lotuses bloomed one after another, exuding a misty spiritual aura.

A majestic celestial dragon stretched its massive body, soaring leisurely amidst auspicious clouds and mist; a sacred white elephant walked with steady steps, slowly descending from the distant summit of Mount Sumeru.
In the center of this vast and breathtaking Buddhist kingdom, a colossal golden Buddha statue, towering to the heavens and immeasurably large, slowly rises from the horizon!

It was initially far away, but in an instant it became incredibly clear, occupying Zhao Jin's entire field of vision; the whole world was merely the shell of this Buddha.

In this infinitely expanding and boundless Sumeru world, Zhao Jin felt so insignificant that he was not even a speck of dust, as if he were just a tiny speck of dust clinging to the Buddha's fingertip!
The colossal Buddha, possessing supreme majesty and compassion, slowly lowered its head, and two beams of light, as solid as physical objects, fell upon Zhao Jin.

"Ugh—!"

Zhao Jin was struck by lightning from the heavens, and an irresistible, vast torrent of will directly overwhelmed his mental dam!
He finally understood the true meaning of Wu Xuan's words, "Hua Yanjun was not a Buddhist before, but he can be now."

Because Wu Xuan possesses terrifying supernatural powers that can seize people's souls and reshape their wills!
Hua Yanjun must have been affected by the opponent's supernatural powers on his way here and has already been controlled.

However, this supernatural power ultimately prevented him from behaving exactly as before, which is why Zhao Jin felt that Hua Yanjun's level of magic was different from what he had in mind.

Wu Xuan did not kill Zhao Jin, but rather controlled him, in order to prevent the news from leaking out and to keep the Great Blue Dynasty from knowing that the Buddhist sect had made contact with the Great Luo Sect.

At this moment, Zhao Jin's mind was filled with the chanting of Buddhist scriptures, and she felt that she was about to lose her self-awareness and be controlled by Wu Xuan's supernatural powers.

On the long street, Wu Xuan had already reached the 'Rain Prison', his eyes calm beneath his cloak.

But the next second, surprise flashed in his eyes. Behind him, another pair of bare feet were stepping into the rain.

A figure emerged from the void, suddenly appearing behind Wu Xuan and punching him in the back.

This punch brought forth a storm, creating a vacuum in the rain curtain above the long street!

wow——

Wu Xuan's body shattered with a crash, turning into a puddle of rainwater that scattered across the bluestone slab.

The figure that suddenly appeared was radiating dazzling golden light. He was burly, shirtless, and also a monk.

He walked forward expressionlessly into the 'Rain Prison,' deliberately entering the enemy's formation.

The 'Rain Prison' had transformed into a Buddhist kingdom, with flowers raining down from the sky. Wu Xuan appeared in the palm of the giant Buddha, staring intently at the figure entering the Buddhist kingdom:
"Junior Brother Wuche."

Sadness flashed in his eyes, but it quickly turned into anger.

The person who entered his Buddhist realm was none other than Wuche, the great Arhat of Pudu Temple who was once the most promising to break through to the pinnacle.

This is Wuche's second natal magical artifact—the Holy Body of the Dharma Body!
Wu Che is dead, and his sacred body has fallen into the hands of others.

Among the great Arhats, Wu Xuan and Wu Che had the best relationship, which is why he was so angry when he saw his junior brother's Dharma Body.

But anger did not make him lose his mind. He had no intention of fighting this Dharma Body. He immediately chose to withdraw his formation and turn to flee.

Wu Che's Dharma Body combines defensive, self-healing, and counter-damage abilities. Wu Xuan had sparred with him frequently before and knew better than many how troublesome this Dharma Body was.

A golden light soared into the sky, and just as it reached the air, four black flags suddenly appeared.

The four sacred beasts—Azure Dragon, White Tiger, Vermilion Bird, and Black Tortoise—emerged from the four banners, forming a Four Symbols Formation that sealed the golden light within.

"The Four Symbols Constant Subtle Celestial Array Flags"

Wu Xuan, who had used the formation to protect himself, sighed.

Any top expert can play a key role in the battle. Since the Great Blue Dynasty arranged for the royal chief retainer to be stationed in Daluo Town to "wait for the rabbit to come to the tree stump", it means that they have calculated that the Buddhists will make their move here!
Wearing a blue robe, Zhou Xuan stood above the sea of ​​clouds, looking down.

He had been waiting there for a while, but when Wu Xuan attacked Zhao Jin, he did not immediately step in to save him.

For him, locking onto Wu Xuan's true form was more important than saving people, in order to ensure that the other party could not escape.

This game of chess began the moment Grand Secretary Ye Ze'an made his first move.

Whether it's Hua Yanjun or Zhao Jin.

These cabinet members, who are usually high and mighty, have all become pawns that can be sacrificed!

Zhou Xuan made hand seals, manipulating the Four Symbols Constant Microcosmic Array to change accordingly, and the Four Symbols Sacred Beasts took turns attacking Wu Xuan.

Immediately afterwards, the Holy Body of the Dharma Body also arrived in the air and stepped directly into the formation to fight Wu Xuan.

This sacred body belonging to Wu Che was eventually 'taken away' by Bai Meng, the sect leader of the Zhaixing Sect, who was also worshipped by the royal family, and became her second natal magic weapon.

Because of the special nature of the Holy Body of the Dharma, Bai Meng herself was not here. She controlled the Holy Body of the Dharma from thousands of miles away to come here and assist Zhou Xuanwo in battle.

As the chief royal retainer, Zhou Xuanwo was already a powerful expert at the Great Perfection of the Heavenly Gang and Earthly Fiends. He took the initiative and used the Four Symbols Constant Microcosm Zhou Tian Great Formation to trap the enemy. With the assistance of the Holy Body of the Dharma Body, as long as the Western Kingdom did not send a top expert, it would be absolutely impossible for them to break the deadlock!

Ye Ze'an told Li Fei that he made the first move in this game, and that it wasn't a recent move.

Instead, arrangements had already been made for the Great Luo Sect.

Within the Four Symbols Constant Subtle Heavenly Array, Wu Xuan had already fallen into a disadvantageous position.

He was only at the Heavenly Gang level, and he couldn't even defeat Zhou Xuan in a one-on-one fight, let alone face a Dharma Body Saint Body that was practically indestructible.

However, Wu Xuan still appeared calm.

Inside Da Luo Town, Zhao Jin, who had narrowly escaped death, looked up at the sky with lingering fear:

"So Chief Zhou is here."

He gave a self-deprecating laugh and shook his head.

Now he finally understands that he and Hua Yanjun are just pawns.

Just then, I heard the sound of rushing water.

It seems as if the waters of the Milky Way are flowing back into the human world!
Immediately afterwards, Zhao Jin witnessed a scene she would never forget—

A golden river surged forth from the void, vast and mighty like a dragon.

When this long river appeared, the world was immediately filled with intense martial arts essence, and the mist and rain within a hundred miles of the Great Luo Sect were swept away!

The Four Symbols Constant Microcosmic Array shattered instantly, like a bubble that could burst at the slightest touch.

The four sacred beasts, who were just moments ago so powerful, are now like fish and shrimp in a river before this golden river, able only to drift with the current and powerless to resist.

"It happened!"

Zhao Jin's mind went blank.

He had never seen the two heavenly kings of Buddhism, but had heard many related legends.

Such power is only possessed by the River-Suppressing Heavenly King, who ranks third on the list of the most powerful figures.

The Buddhists not only sent a great Arhat, but also the third-best in the world!
Zhao Jin had just thought that the Great Blue Dynasty was one step ahead, having 'fished' out a great Arhat.

But now it seems that the Great Blue Dynasty is likely to lose a sacred body and a royal chief priest today!
Above the sea of ​​clouds, Zhou Xuanwo spat out blood as he retrieved his Four Symbols Constant Subtle Heavenly Array Flags.

As for the Divine Body of the Dharma, it has been swept up in the River of Martial Arts and is temporarily out of control.

Without hesitation, Zhou Xuan immediately flew towards the gate of the Great Luo Sect.

He never expected to encounter a top-level Buddhist expert here.

Wenren Zheng, along with the Qing Shuang Army and a group of powerful warriors, was guarding the border of the Western Extremity Kingdom, with Xuanxin Zhenjun of the Shangqing Sect also present.

If the Buddhist sect dares to 'divide its forces,' the Western Regions will face great risks due to the loss of a top figure.

Even if they cannot conquer Xiji Kingdom in the short term, Wenren Zheng can still lead his troops into Xiji Kingdom and cause a great disturbance, damaging its national fortune and demoralizing its people!

Therefore, for the sake of prudence, Buddhism should not send out its top experts.

But now, not only has the pinnacle of Buddhism arrived, but it is also the strongest warrior in Buddhism at present, the River-Suppressing Heavenly King!

As Zhou Xuan flew towards the gate of the Great Luo Sect, he transmitted his voice using magic:

"Please, Great Luo Sect, open your gates and save us!!!"

He knew very well that he couldn't escape from the Zhenhe Heavenly King, who had the ability to travel through the void. His only way out was to ask the Daluo Sect for help.

He was glad that he had concealed his position well when he made his move, so that the Heavenly King of Zhenhe could not lock onto his location immediately and could only target his natal magic weapon.

Otherwise, he would be dead by now!
"Could this be the Grand Secretary's true intention?"

A thought suddenly flashed through Zhou Xuan's mind.

Ye Ze'an seemed to be letting him "stalk the cicada in the back," waiting to ambush the top experts of the Buddhist sect.

In reality, he also harbored the intention of using him to lure out the most powerful Buddhist master.
If the Buddhist sect really sends a top-tier expert, then I, Zhou Xuan, will have no choice but to ask the Great Luo Sect for help.

Whether or not the Great Luo Sect saves them is, in fact, a statement of their stance.

"Does the Grand Secretary intend to use my life to force the Great Luo Sect to make a statement?"

I was both shocked and furious.

As for Hua Yanjun and Zhao Jin, members of the Zhengfa Pavilion, they are simply dead.

If it were Zhou Xuanwo, as the chief royal retainer, his life or death would be enough to make the Great Luo Sect make a decision!
"The reason why the Buddhists went to such great lengths to send the River-Suppressing Heavenly King here was probably to show their sincerity, but the Prime Minister turned the tables on them."

In that life-or-death moment, Zhou Xuanwo's thoughts became incredibly clear.

He found it very ironic.

He had just been watching Zhao Jin from above the sea of ​​clouds, who was now in grave danger, and lamented that Zhao Jin was merely a pawn in this game of chess.

Little did he know that in the conflict between the Great Blue Dynasty and the Western Kingdom, he, the chief royal attendant, was also a pawn!
Having been supported by the state for over a hundred years and serving as the chief royal attendant, even if I were to die here today, I, Zhou Xuan, would have nothing to say.

In an instant, he flew to the sky above the gate of the Great Luo Sect, staring intently at the ground below, awaiting the choice of fate.

How will the Great Luo Sect choose?
How will the fourth-ranked Martial Saint in the world choose?
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