This is not how immortals cultivate

Chapter 418 Your Buddhist practice is useless; it's male and afraid of me, the female.
Upon hearing the words of the extraterrestrial demon, Xiang Yuan was filled with rage and charged forward, wielding the Wujie Sword.

This time, instead of protecting Ji Wuzhou in front of him, he charged straight to the front.

Clang! !

The sword rang out clearly and melodiously, echoing throughout the heavens.

Above the sword's edge, a golden sun slowly rose, and within the blazing sun, the phantom of a three-legged golden crow could be vaguely seen flapping its wings and letting out a long cry. Its wings spread out, stirring up boundless waves of scorching fire, and the terrifying heat that could burn everything spread out along with the golden light.

Before them, the sun rises high; behind them, golden light shines upon their merits.

The sacred and solemn golden light intertwined with the blazing sun that burns all things, transforming into a dual killing move that is most effective against the extraterrestrial demons. The demonic energy surrounding Hehua Zizaitian rapidly dissolved amidst hissing sounds.

The magic eye shrinks suddenly!

He had just entered the Qianyuan Realm from the Heaven of Transformation and had not yet figured out the timeline of the river of time, or how much time had passed since his last battle with Xiang Yuan. He only knew that Xiang Yuan's strength had greatly improved, and that he was more than a hundred times stronger than when he was in the Taixu Realm.

The upper limit of Qianyuan Realm is far higher than that of Taixu Realm. The power of Hehua Zizaitian's descent is strong enough. In addition, Huixing, who is possessed by him, is one of the strongest people in the world. Now that he has the power of Buddha and demon, he has a way to deal with the restraint.

At least we won't repeat the same mistake, like last time when we were controlled by Chan'er until we died.

This legendary king of endurance and control is better off not being one!

Buzz buzz buzz——

The Heavenly Demon pointed his fingers to the sky, and a black halo condensed at his fingertips, appearing suddenly in mid-air and slowly rising.

The black light, initially no bigger than a grain of rice, expanded rapidly, transforming into a massive, pitch-black sun. Strangely, this black sun was surrounded by pure golden Buddhist light; these two forces, which should have been mutually antagonistic, surprisingly coexisted well under the control of the Heavenly Transformation.

One gold and one black, like two great suns colliding in the sky!

In an instant, the world fell silent, without a sound.

The imagined massive explosion did not occur.

The moment the two great suns touched, the world suddenly fell into a deathly silence. Time seemed to freeze, and space seemed to be frozen. Only the two blazing suns squeezed and twisted each other, eventually collapsing into a strange, chaotic void.

laugh!
With a subtle ripple, at the center where the two great suns completely intertwined, an indescribable burst of brilliant light erupted. There was no sound, only visible spatial ripples that swept outwards like a raging storm, destroying everything in their path.

Wherever it passed, the Thousand-Hand Guanyin's image collapsed, the shadow of Mount Sumeru dissipated, turning into bubbles and vanishing under the impact, and even the foundation of the Buddhist Kingdom's grand formation began to shake.

Lingxiu's expression changed drastically. She formed hand seals and exerted all her strength to control the Buddhist Kingdom Formation.

Golden floating mountains appeared from the void, turning the illusory into the real, layer upon layer blocking the shockwave. Although they collapsed continuously, they were also constantly reborn, stubbornly creating a pure land in the midst of the destructive torrent.

After the intense light dissipated, the small world created by the Buddhist Kingdom's grand formation completely collapsed, leaving behind a mess that was difficult to discern.

Lingxiu sewed and patched the area, making sure the demonic energy of the extraterrestrial demons wouldn't escape. He sensed that the Heavenly Demon of Transformation was seizing control of the Buddhist Kingdom's grand formation. He closed his eyes, focused his mind, and his figure faded as he focused all his energy on controlling the grand formation to fight against it, no longer engaging in direct combat.

Lingxiu is offline, leaving only Xiangyuan and Ji Wuzhou in the arena.

As soon as Xiang Yuan's offensive ended, Ji Wuzhou charged forward with his sword.

His figure moved like lightning, his blade rising with the vastness of the heavens, slicing through the void, unleashing a terrifying black light, like a raging celestial river, heading straight for the Heaven of Transformation.

The Blade of No Regrets is drawn, not caring about the physical body, but only severing the heart of the Dao.

Ji Wuzhou's self-created "Heavenly Blade Regret" has a terrifying effect on mortal cultivators, like divine punishment, but it is not very effective against extraterrestrial demons. He did not want to make a fool of himself, so he struck with great force, killing the physical body and primordial spirit at the same time.

As for whether this strike would sever Huixing's physical body and primordial spirit, Lingxiu could let it go, so what was there for him to be so worried about?

Swish!
With a flash of sword light, the Heaven of Other Transformation was split in two.

The jet-black demonic blood sprayed out, but in mid-air it transformed into countless twisted demonic patterns, emitting a piercing shriek.

The Heavenly Demon roared with laughter, and billowing demonic energy erupted from his broken body like a volcanic eruption.

As the black light surged, the severed physical body and primordial spirit instantly healed themselves.

"You're not bad either!"

He spread his five fingers, and a black demonic palm, wreathed in golden light, covered the sky and headed straight for Ji Wuzhou to suppress him.

The moment the palm strike began, the space around Ji Wuzhou solidified.

Ji Wuzhou's eyes flickered with an unusual light. He leaped out of the solidified space and froze the demonic hand, preventing it from moving. Then, with a gentle swing of his Wu Hui Blade, he cleaved the space where the demonic hand was located in two.

The moment the sect leader stepped back, the young sect leader, Lone Star Chasing the Moon, filled the void.

A sword strikes from the heavens!
The Wujie Sword drew a perfect arc across the sky. Wherever the sword light passed, space was neatly cut open like thin paper. Heaven, Earth, and Man all unleashed their killing intent. Before the sword's momentum even arrived, the demonic energy and Buddhist light surrounding Hehua Zizaitian had already begun to disintegrate.

The sword light flashed, and the demon's body was severed in two.

"Little Doyle!"

He transformed into the body of Zizaitian, spreading it to the left and right without haste, and then splitting it in two. In the Taixu Realm, he was forcibly controlled by the Samsara Mirror and repeatedly cut by the Heavenly Meteor Sword, eventually leaving the scene in frustration.

A notorious villain who has been famous for many years would not stumble in the same pit repeatedly.

Two figures, one on the left and one on the right, stood in mid-air.

On the left, a figure is surrounded by chanting and bathed in Buddhist light, his hands clasped together, clearly resembling the image of Abbot Huixing, a high-ranking monk; on the right, demonic energy surges, black light floats, and a ferocious demonic eye appears on his chest, a manifestation of the Heavenly Being of Others descending.

Between the two figures, Buddhist light and demonic energy cancel each other out and transform into one another, forming a perfect balance. At times, Buddhist light suppresses demonic energy, and at other times, demonic energy devours Buddhist light. The two completely opposite energies switch at will, becoming one.

Xiang Yuan frowned as he watched this scene. It was not the mitotic splitting technique of the extraterrestrial demons, but a more sophisticated method of creating clones. The auras of the demon and the Buddha were connected, and they existed together. Unless both clones were killed at the same time, as long as one was preserved, the other clone could be reborn by borrowing the power.

Seeing the troublesome situation ahead, he prepared to transform into a three-headed, six-armed being and unleash a chaotic sword aura upon him from the Heavenly Transformation Realm. He would then see whether the Heavenly Demon's transformation technique was superior, or whether his chaotic sword aura was more powerful.

The sound of a broken sampan came from beside my ear.

Ji Wuzhou also saw that this method was extraordinary. He transmitted his voice to explain the possibility of killing them at the same time, and finally said: "The extraterrestrial demons cannot be completely killed. Even if we can kill his incarnation of Buddha and demon at the same time, he can still draw on the endless power. We can't outlast him. You cover me and buy me some time. I will cut off his retreat first!"

Having said that, he stood upright like a blade, and the Unrepentant Blade roared with a dragon's cry.

Although the broken sampan could not compare to the simpleton and King Frieza, its realm of the upper three realms was undeniably real. Without any doubt, Xiang Yuan let out a low shout and unleashed his supernatural power of having three heads and six arms.

In an instant, golden light surged, the Golden Wheel of Merit spun wildly, its diameter increasing to over ten feet, and the brilliant golden light illuminated the entire Buddhist Kingdom array in every detail.

The Sword of No Calamity soared into the air, transforming into a dazzling sun hanging in the sky. The phantom of a three-legged golden crow flapped its wings and cried out, dancing a sea of ​​golden sunlight behind the three-headed, six-armed Dharma image.

At the same time, Xiang Yuanben, wielding the water-suppressing iron sword, fiercely attacked the incarnations of the Buddha and the demon.

He roared furiously, his demonic body suddenly swelled to three zhang tall, the demonic eye on his chest spun wildly, and two black demonic blades condensed from pure demonic energy extended from his palm.

He told the Buddha to step aside and challenged the three-headed, six-armed man to a duel, determined to regain his footing!

Last time he fought against the Three-Headed Six-Armed Heaven, he had the advantage in numbers. This time, his foundation is even deeper and he is even better than before. Xiang Yuan is overestimating himself and seeking humiliation, so he will generously grant his wish.

There are no hard crowd control effects from the Reincarnation Mirror nearby, this round is in the bag!
"Hand over the person who has been reincarnated!"

The demonic sounds rolled on, and the demonic light surged and surged, causing the space to tremble.

He roared and brandished his demonic blade, unleashing a torrent of black light that crashed against the water-suppressing iron sword that carried the light of the sun and merit.

clang! !

Amidst the deafening explosion, he, Hua Zizaitian, was startled to feel an unimaginable force coming from the demonic blade. His arms trembled, and his three-zhang-tall demonic body staggered backward uncontrollably, his eyes filled with horror.

What happened? How did his strength increase so much?
The last time Xiang Yuan fought with He Hua Zi Zai Tian was eight months ago. Eight months is just a blink of an eye for the extraterrestrial demons, but for Xiang Yuan, it is enough time for him to refresh the game several times.

A man can change completely in the time it takes to urinate, let alone eight months!

Leaving aside the minor patches, the three major version updates included Laozi's investment in the Tao Te Ching, the Xuanhuang Blood Sea of ​​the Ancient Realm, the refinement of the Thousand Machine Sword Tomb, and the attainment of the Five Elements Perfection.

With so many opportunities converging upon him, it's time for Xiang Yuan's numerical values ​​to shine.

Clang! Clang! Clang—

The greatsword and the demonic blade clashed wildly, sparks raining down like a storm. Sword light and demonic energy flickered and shone, layer upon layer, creating an ear-piercing sound of metal clashing.

Each collision unleashed a visible shockwave, and the raging storm repeatedly sliced ​​and rubbed the small world created by the Buddhist Kingdom's grand formation, leaving it riddled with holes.

Those phantom mountains and Buddha images were as fragile as paper in the face of pure, absolute numerical values. In just a few breaths, the heavy sword and the demonic blade clashed hundreds of times. He, the Transformation Heaven, retreated step by step, growing more and more alarmed and furious with each battle.

His face was contorted in a grotesque grimace, and a demonic eye on his chest emitted black light as he roared in fury, venting his resentment and discontent.

This is worse than being controlled.

At least if you're accused, you can find a reason.

Buddha, what are you standing there for? Hurry up and help!

Huixing nodded and smiled faintly, slowly pushing his clasped hands forward.

In an instant, boundless Buddhist light gathered from the void, creating ripples in space behind it, as if an invisible hand was manipulating the warp and weft of heaven and earth.

"Amitabha……"

With a solemn Buddhist chant, golden ripples suddenly opened, spreading out like a curtain to both sides, revealing a vast and boundless Buddhist pure land.

Lotus flowers bloom in the Seven Treasures Pond, and the water of merit gleams with a crystal-like luster; heavenly dragons coil atop Mount Sumeru, and Arhats and Bodhisattvas sit serenely among the clouds; in the center of the Pure Land, a colossal Buddha, reaching to the heavens and the earth, slowly opens his eyes.

The giant Buddha raised its sky-covering palm and pressed down on the three-headed, six-armed Buddha from afar. As it passed through the rippled curtain, the illusory Buddhist kingdom began to materialize.

With each inch the palm advanced, it solidified a little more. When it had completely passed through the curtain, it had transformed into a tangible golden giant palm, which slammed down with a terrifying power that could suppress all ages.

This palm strike contained the weight of an entire Buddhist kingdom!
The next three thousand volumes!
Xiang Yuanben's pupils suddenly contracted, and his composed demeanor slowly opened his eyes. He uttered a six-word mantra, using the Thunder Sound Technique to shatter the boundless illusion.

The sound waves transformed into tangible golden ripples, rippling layer upon layer. Wherever they passed, space solidified like amber, and the giant hand of the Buddhist kingdom that suppressed heaven and earth paused, unable to advance even an inch further.

At the same time, with a calm wave of his hand, a golden lotus platform appeared beneath his three heads and six arms, with lotus petals blooming layer by layer, reflecting the golden wheel of merit behind him, and boundless light surged in an instant.

Your Buddhist teachings are no good; they're male and afraid of me, the female.

Boom!

The Buddhist Pure Land shook violently, with deafening roars emanating from within. Countless lotus-like patterns spread out, cracks appeared rapidly, and large pieces of gold shattered and crumbled away.

The water in the Seven Treasures Pond boiled and overflowed, Mount Sumeru collapsed and crumbled, and the phantom images of Bodhisattvas and Arhats sitting in the clouds also vanished along with the shattered gold fragments.

Huixing's body swayed, and his face showed the same pain as the Buddha's. He chanted a Buddhist mantra, raised his hand in a gesture of gesture, and waved as if he were calm and composed.

From the lotus pond behind Dajue Temple, a nine-grade lotus transformed into a golden rainbow.

Huixing sat cross-legged on a lotus platform, his golden body dignified and majestic. Around the lotus platform, nine layers of Buddhist phantoms appeared, each with an old monk who looked exactly like Huixing chanting sutras.

This scene reminded Xiang Yuan of Jinse's six incarnations.

The golden lotus beneath Xiang Yuan's feet was obtained from the Taixu Realm, picked up from under the buttocks of a demon in the Blood Sea Realm. It was cleansed of its blood color and impurities by the six-syllable mantra, revealing its Buddha-light once more.

Since it was found so easily and the owner didn't pursue the matter, it can't be called "picking up" or "begging for alms." It implies that the other party was giving it to them reluctantly.

The lotus platform beneath Huixing's feet is a relic of Dajue Temple, the origin of which is unknown. According to the temple, it is a sacred object of the Buddhist kingdom, and its blooming flower reveals one's true nature, making it a supreme treasure of Buddhism.

It's hard to tell what's true and what's false, but achieving the ninth rank of merit and virtue certainly makes for an impressive appearance.

'Huixing' sat upright on it, his hands clasped together, silently reciting Buddhist scriptures. This not only stabilized the trend of the collapsing Buddhist Pure Land behind him, but also made it more real.

In an instant, Xiang Yuan felt immense pressure. The Zhenshui Iron Sword slashed away the demonic body of Hehua Zizaitian, and with a flick of his finger, he smashed the blazing sun manifested by the Wujie Sword down upon him.

In the brief moment of repelling the demonic body, the three-headed, six-armed figure teleported to the Buddha's body, grabbed the Golden Wheel of Merit from its back, and swung it over.

This enormous golden wheel of merit is truly the supreme Dharma!

Huixing pushed his hands away, using the Pure Land of Buddha to block the boundless merit. Although his body retreated, Xiang Yuan could not do anything to him for a while.

"Bald monk, you're eating my Buddhist teachings!"

Xiang Yuanben shouted loudly, swinging his water-suppressing iron sword in a wide arc and smashing it down. With a steady momentum, he accelerated his charge on the golden lotus platform beneath his feet, crashing into the ninth-grade lotus platform until the golden light flickered and the nine old monks' phantom images dimmed and faded.

This strike was powerful and heavy, clearly a Buddhist technique. 'Huixing' had never seen such profound Buddhist teachings before. In his daze, he was forcefully knocked away.

Therefore, it is clear that no matter what kind of vehicle it is, you should always wear a seatbelt.

The nine-tiered lotus platform wanted to follow its master, but it was stepped on by the three-headed, six-armed Dharma image. The three-zhang-tall Dharma image stepped on a golden lotus platform with each foot, and the calm Dharma image uttered thunderous sounds. The six-syllable mantra turned into golden characters and pressed down firmly on the nine-tiered lotus platform.

This nine-tiered lotus platform was indeed extraordinary. Despite having a six-character mantra pasted on it, it remained proud and defiant, struggling violently and trying to overturn the three-headed, six-armed Dharma image.

Xiang Yuan snorted coldly and stomped down heavily. "You won't listen to my teachings on Buddhism, and you don't understand physics either, so I'll have to resort to even more ruthless methods."

He suppressed the excellent template he had previously tamed, namely the Blood Sea Golden Lotus who had abandoned darkness for light, and the unruly Nine-Rank Lotus Platform. Seeing that it was still resisting, he also suppressed the Golden Wheel of Merit behind it.

Under this double suppression, the Nine-Rank Lotus Platform was as if its hands were being held down...

Uh, my feet are still bouncing around.

Xiang Yuanben narrowed his eyes and reached out to make a gesture towards the void, but he didn't summon anything. He hurriedly sent a telepathic message to Lingxiu, asking him to open a back door.

The arm was withdrawn from the void, and a pure white lotus platform appeared in the palm of the hand.

Bai Wuyan's magic weapon for cultivating both body and life, the Immaculate White Lotus!

The rich woman possessed four magical treasures for cultivating both body and spirit. Three of them were in Xiang Yuan's possession. Currently, apart from the Cloud-Weaving Heavenly Robe she was still wearing, her hands were empty, and she had no other protective items.

The Cloud-woven Celestial Robe didn't receive this treatment; the wealthy woman disagreed, and even if Xiang Yuan obtained it, she couldn't wear it.

The three magical treasures—the Immaculate White Lotus, the Blood Sea Golden Lotus, and the Pure White Golden Wheel—were suppressed by Xiang Yuan using the power of the Three Realms. Only then did the Ninth-Rank Lotus Platform lose its power to resist, shedding its lotus platform form and reverting to its most primitive lotus seedpod form.

Below, the Blood Sea Golden Lotus stood, and above, the Immaculate White Lotus stood. They rotated slowly like a millstone, alternating between forward and reverse, creating a strangling effect that ground the nine-grade lotus seedpod in the middle.

How could the lotus flower withstand it? It immediately transformed into flowing golden liquid, which flowed into the Immaculate White Lotus and the Blood Sea Golden Lotus, being absorbed by the two magical treasures as if they were replenishing their bodies with rare and precious materials.

Click!

With a crisp sound, the Buddhist Pure Land high in the sky shattered. The Buddha sighed, and 'Huixing' also opened his mouth and spat out a large amount of golden blood.

"The time has come!"

Having held back his ultimate move for a long time, Ji Wuzhou opened his heterochromatic eyes, held the Wu Hui Blade, and took a step forward.

No regrets once the sword is drawn...

Sever the cycle of reincarnation!
This strike was completely different from the previous ones.

There was no earth-shattering fanfare, no dazzling special effects, and it wasn't as dark and colorful as before.

With a slight tremor of the blade, a hazy, misty light, like smoke and fog, drifted out, seemingly slow, yet transcending the constraints of time and space. The profound truth of heaven and earth contained within it was like a ripple in the long river of fate, silent and imperceptible, yet inescapable.

The demonic eye on his chest spun wildly, trying to capture the trajectory of the blade, only to be shocked to find that the blade light was mysterious and incomprehensible, existing simultaneously in three time nodes: the past, present, and future.

No matter how he dodges or defends, this blade is destined to strike him!
Swish!
Two figures passed each other. The demonic eye on his chest stopped turning, and the world in front of him was only gray and white. He could not perceive the existence of his true body. He looked in horror at Ji Wuzhou, who was standing with a knife, his face pale and a little weak.

"It can sever the cycle of reincarnation..."

"You are the Heavenly Emperor!"

"No."

Ji Wuzhou spoke calmly, holding a knife in one hand and the other behind his back, his back ramrod straight.

How could it not be!

He was extremely annoyed. This strike not only severed his connection with the Demon Realm, but also cut off his chance to return to the Qianyuan Realm. The only one in the world with such power could be the Heavenly Emperor.

Or perhaps, a reincarnation of the Heavenly Emperor.

If I had known it would be this unlucky, I wouldn't have come.

Just then, the three-headed, six-armed being opened its vertical eye between its eyebrows and instantly teleported to the side of the being, making the vertical eye, the demonic body, and the Buddha body form a straight line.

A chaotic sword light emanated from the vertical eye, instantly piercing through the Buddha-demon hybrid incarnation of the Heaven of Transformation.

Off!
(End of this chapter)