Changsheng: My experience in patrolling the liver

Chapter 748 Instant Kill of the Buddha's Son!

One after another, spirits and monsters emerged, coming from the sky, the ground, the jungle, the clouds, the wind, and the light.

They coveted Hua Chuyuan, who was sitting cross-legged on the lotus platform of the Spirit Lake, and wanted to devour him to carry out the tribulation and become an immortal on his behalf.

Song Changming sat leisurely by the lake, refining the Sun God Fire he had just obtained, seemingly oblivious to everyone else.

Qin Beisheng felt uneasy; the intense gazes coming from all directions were truly frightening.

Many of these spirits possessed celestial-level combat power, far beyond what he and Hua Chuyuan could handle.

If Song Changming hadn't happened to come here, even if the two of them had obtained this immortal fruit, the outcome would still be uncertain, whether it would have been a blessing or a curse.

In contrast to Qin Beisheng's anxiety, Hua Chuyuan was much more at ease. After swallowing the immortal fruit, he entered a deep meditation and began to await the arrival of the immortal tribulation.

He seemed completely unconcerned about his own safety.

After all, Song Changming, who had already become an immortal, was right here, and he had absolute trust in this former invincible martial emperor.

"Why are there so many monsters?" Qin Beisheng muttered, his Grandmaster-level power bringing him no peace of mind.

"Becoming an immortal is an immense temptation for any living being, and this wild Dao Fruit itself is also enticing them to come, with the aim of selecting the strongest one to transcend the tribulation."

Song Changming toyed with the fire seed that had been refined for seven days in his palm.

The terrifying heat of the flames was suppressed between his five fingers by his powerful divine soul force, not a trace of it could escape.

Therefore, even Qin Beisheng, who was closest to him, was unaware of the true power of this fire.

"If you feel uncomfortable, then just send them away." With a gentle wave of his hand, Song Changming dispersed his immortal power, and all the spirits vanished without a trace.

What does "celestial level" even mean? In front of Song Changming now, they are no different from ordinary ants and insects in the lower realm.

Boom!

Soon, the tribulation clouds arrived unexpectedly, gathering in the sky. The will of the Great Dao formed boundless heavenly might, causing Hua Chuyuan, the tribulation seeker below, to have an extremely solemn expression.

This was the first time he had faced the will of the Great Dao directly, and his mind was inevitably shaken. But he also knew that this was the most crucial hurdle for him to become an immortal.

Only those who have crossed this path can become immortals; otherwise, they may die and their cultivation may vanish!
It's truly a matter of one step to heaven and one step to hell!
"Hmm!" Song Changming thought that with his arrival, Hua Chuyuan's tribulation to become an immortal would not encounter any further setbacks.

However, the accident still happened.

Song Changming lightly swiped his fingertip to the side, and the space seemed to be cut open into a pocket.

One after another, array flags flew out and quickly settled on the entire edge of the Spirit Lake and on its surface.

The array flags were linked together, and under Song Changming's control, they eventually formed a profound array.

The power emanating from it carries Song Changming's surging immortal power, far exceeding the tenth-order rune arrays he had previously mastered!
After setting up the formation, Song Changming did not linger and flew away with the fire seed.

High above, the sound of Buddhist chants came, each syllable like a giant mountain pressing down, as if to crush Song Changming into a pulp.

Song Changming remained unmoved and suddenly swung his right hand, which was holding the fire.

boom!
The golden fire of the sun god instantly spread out, turning the entire sky into a golden heaven!
Using the heavens as a furnace, under the fire of the sun god, a golden statue a hundred feet tall was burned out and appeared before Song Changming.

Its appearance is exactly the same as that of the wrathful Vajra.

The golden statue, with its hands clasped in prayer and its head bowed, looked down at the tiny Song Changming. "This humble monk, Yintan, greets you." The golden statue's voice was full of Buddhist compassion; with the slightest carelessness, living beings could be converted by it.

"A disciple of the Holy Buddha of Infallible Creation?" Song Changming looked the other party up and down before speaking.

"Indeed, General, it has been a long time since you descended to the mortal realm. I have been waiting for you." Yintan was not afraid of the golden sun god fire enveloping him at all.

Even a single or two strands of the true essence of the Sun God's Fire might be fatal to an ordinary immortal, but it was nothing to him.

“I never imagined that after a hundred years, you would still remember me so fondly,” Song Changming said, shaking his head.

"Of course, after all, you killed my junior sister, the karma has been formed, and the general cannot escape." As Yintan spoke, the golden light around him became even more dazzling, as if he was about to make a move at any moment.

"One last question for you, what about Jintan?" Song Changming's celestial power also began to surge.

"Brother Jintan is doing well. He has come with me to the Buddhist sect. You will see him." As soon as Yintan finished speaking, a large Buddhist palm print came down.

The opponent possesses considerable Celestial Immortal-level strength; if it were a hundred years ago, Song Changming would never have been a match for him.

But times have changed. Song Changming is no longer the little True Immortal he once was!

He slapped the fire in his hand forward, and instantly a huge golden fire palm appeared in the air, no smaller than the descending Buddhist palm print!

The two palms collided, and Yintan's face instantly changed to that of a Buddha. His Buddhist magic had actually been shattered by the opponent's direct attack!
clang!
After shattering the Buddhist palm print with its golden fiery palm, it then slammed into the hundred-foot-tall golden statue on the silver altar.

As the golden body was struck like a golden bell, it swayed in the clouds.

"Celestial Immortal cultivation!" Yin Tan, who had already been injured by Song Changming's attack, was greatly shocked.

It is incomprehensible that in just a hundred years, a mere minor general in the celestial army has suddenly grown into a celestial being.

Even though he was a mid-stage Celestial Immortal, his Celestial Immortal power was in no way inferior to his Buddhist cultivation!

Otherwise, he wouldn't have been injured by Song Changming's palm strike!

"He was injured with just one palm strike." Song Changming looked at the broken Buddhist golden body and felt that although the silver altar in front of him was also a disciple of the Buddha of Creation, it was much weaker than the golden altar back then in terms of cultivation and strength.

"And what about this palm strike!"

Song Changming simply withdrew the fire seed and no longer held back, striking out with his palm once more.

The enormous palm print, enveloped in immortal power, became extremely terrifying.

After a century in the Celestial Court, Song Changming's strength is now far more than just that of a mid-stage Celestial Immortal.

His body, forged through countless trials, has reached the level of a Witch Emperor, and his raw power has surged to 20,000 dragon forces!
The force of that palm strike was almost beyond what an ordinary celestial being could withstand!

Thus, no matter how many relics, golden alms bowls, vajras, and other magical implements and treasures were thrown out from the silver altar, they could not withstand Song Changming's earth-shattering palm strike, which seemed to possess the might of the heavens!
With a single palm strike, the treasure shattered and the golden body was destroyed!
The silver altar was on its last legs, held together by only a final breath of Buddhist power.

Song Changming looked at the Buddhist disciple with indifferent eyes.

"Let your senior brother Jintan come and arrest me. I'm really looking forward to seeing him again."

Yin Tan wanted to say something more, but Song Changming didn't intend to give him the right to waste words. He reached out and grabbed, instantly refining the Buddha's flesh and blood, which were all transformed into nutrients to strengthen his physique.

The soul tried to escape, but Song Changming simply opened his mouth and blew out a breath of immortal energy, obliterating the soul and making it impossible for the soul to be revived!
(End of this chapter)