Immortality starts from the liver proficiency

Chapter 485 Unable to Compete
The three-headed, six-armed, and fiercely powerful divine warrior appeared almost simultaneously in response to the pressure, attempting to manifest and resist this supreme pressure.

however.

Just as the six-armed phantom solidified its outline and a wisp of True Martial Divine Light rose, an invisible, gentle force that penetrated the soul gently swept over it.

Like spring snow melting, the fierce divine martial arts foundation that was powerful enough to shake the golden body was silently suppressed back into the depths of Xu Yunfan's body.

Can't break free!

Unable to resist!

At this moment, the difference is no longer the size of their strength, but a fundamental disparity.

It is a suppression in terms of position.

Although the opponent was still at the Foundation Establishment level, he had gained some of the power of a True Monarch because of the manifestation of Amitabha Buddha in the world.

Despite Xu Yunfan's face turning red from holding it in, he still couldn't shake out his own Dao foundation.

In the utter silence, the voice of Sanzang—no, the voice of the seated phantom—was calm and undisturbed, yet carried an ethereal and majestic quality that seemed to transcend endless time and space. It resonated in the deepest part of Xu Yunfan's heart, as clear as his own thoughts.

“Excellent. Your affinity with Buddhism is truly predestined. It is neither karma nor an obstacle, but rather the seed of great Bodhi and the gate of great expedient means.”

The Eastern Wilderness is shrouded in ignorance, plagued by countless demons. Only the Buddha's teachings can deliver all beings from their agonizing suffering.

Even if you go through countless tribulations, you will eventually become a Dharma protector and enlightened king who will spread Buddhism to the East.

This fate was predetermined within Indra's net, and cannot be reversed by this body or this world. You cannot escape it.

Each word seems to be engraved on the long river of time, carrying an undeniable sense of destiny.

There was none of the "compassion" or "toughness" that Sanzang had shown before; there was only a calmness in stating established facts.

As if stating the "sun rises in the east and sets in the west," it was certain that Xu Yunfan's destiny was to convert to Buddhism and become a protector of the East, with no other option.

There's no way to escape!
These three words were like invisible shackles, instantly binding Xu Yunfan's heart.

A tremendous sense of despair and powerlessness surged up, as if I were facing the very rules governing the universe.

This feeling was even more terrifying than when the golden body suppressed them before.

Previously, it was about fighting a tangible enemy, but now it feels like it's against "divine will"!
But in the next instant, this despair was torn apart by an indomitable and ruthless spirit that came from the very marrow of one's bones!
Can't escape?!

Screw your Buddhist affinity!

I refuse to believe this nonsense!

Xu Yunfan's eyes suddenly burst forth with astonishing light, and the Martial Dao Heavenly Eye between his brows widened in anger.

He did not hesitate at all, nor did he try to shake that invincible being.

Before his calm words had even finished, an unprecedentedly dazzling burst of light erupted from his body.

boom!
The dragon and snake intertwined, transforming into a beam of light, was pushed to its limit by him.

The true energy within his body burned recklessly.

He transformed into a dark black meteor that tore through the sky, abandoning all defense and all offensive stances, and sped towards the Wancheng Sword Sect's mountain gate at a speed far exceeding his previous limits!

"Ok?"

The seated phantom, or rather the dominant will at this moment, seemed slightly surprised by Xu Yunfan's decisive and resolute escape.

The one appearing before him at this moment was no longer the monk originally called Sanzang.

More precisely, this physical body and the manifested form of 'Amitabha Buddha's residing in the world' are projections of the Dharma body sculpted by the boundless Buddha power of the Pure Land of Bodhi and Chan, carrying the descent of Amitabha Buddha's supreme will.

However, enlightenment is not replacement. This Dharmakaya is not a puppet completely possessed by the Buddha; at its core, it still retains the 'self-image' of the Tripitaka as the 'enlightened one'.

That is, his subjective consciousness and awareness, which originated from the very beginning of his enlightenment and operated independently.

He possesses a subjective perspective and individual feelings as a 'Tripitaka'.

The Buddha's will is like a vast and boundless ocean, encompassing and guiding this body of water, but the water itself flows and ebbs and flows.

Those feelings of astonishment, bewilderment, and absurdity that belonged to 'Tripitaka' still vividly exist in the depths of this sea of ​​consciousness.

Immediately, a dignified and compassionate yet grand and supreme appearance appeared on the calm and serene face of the "Tripitaka".

He did not immediately intervene, but instead locked onto the streak of light with his divine sense. A tremendous sound, like rolling thunder, boomed outwards, chasing after Xu Yunfan's figure.
"If you insist on going your own way, you will not escape your fate. The demonic path has already committed many sins, and you will be entangled in karma."

Ahead lies the Wancheng Sword Sect, the leader of a prestigious and righteous sect. Wherever their swords point, they slay demons and monsters.

Seeing that you are imbued with demonic energy and deeply rooted in demonic arts, why would they save you?

They will only unite with the power of my Pure Land to vanquish evil and uphold the righteous path! Turn back while there is still a shore; take refuge in the Buddha, and you may still attain enlightenment and be spared the suffering of your soul being scattered!
"My lord, you should think this over carefully."

The sound was clearly transmitted to Xu Yunfan's ears as he flew away at full speed, and it echoed between heaven and earth like muffled thunder. It was extremely seductive and hit the nail on the head.

It clarifies his identity as a member of the Yuanshi Sect and the Wancheng Sword Sect's stance of eliminating demons and protecting the righteous path.

Xu Yunfan ignored him.

Even if he didn't have the Cloud Book clone hidden in the Divine Martial Realm, he could still escape the threat from this place even if he were to undergo five reincarnations of Foundation Establishment.

Although the five cycles of reincarnation in the Foundation Establishment stage are filled with suffering, each life more difficult than the last, and whether one can ultimately awaken their innate wisdom remains uncertain, it is undoubtedly a means to sever ties with past lives.

The grand Buddhist chants that were enough to disturb one's mind and shake one's resolve were completely shut out by the burning madness and will to survive within him.

He was just desperately burning his magic power.

He burned every available method within his body, and even sprouted a pair of flying wings on his back. With a flap of his wings, he could travel dozens or even hundreds of miles away, pushing his escape speed to its limit.

His eyes were fixed on the ever-approaching, ever-growing Wancheng Sword Peak gate, radiating a chilling sword intent.

The mountain gate of the Wancheng Sword Sect is built on a solitary peak.

This peak is no ordinary mountain. Its shape is straight and steep, reaching into the clouds. Its entire body is as black as black iron, and its body seems to have been naturally covered with countless sword marks. Each mark exudes a sword aura that is either sharp, heavy, or ethereal.

The entire mountain peak resembles an inverted divine sword thrust into the earth, the source of the sword intent here, and a symbol of the sect's supreme majesty.

The summit is hidden deep in the clouds and cannot be seen.

Nearly.

closer.

The overwhelming and powerful sword intent was already rushing towards us, piercing our souls with pain.

Xu Yunfan could even see the low-level disciples of the Wancheng Sword Sect looking up in astonishment in the huge plaza at the foot of the mountain.

The phantom of "Sanzang" remained seated, his gaze following the movement of the escape light.

He seemed to think that Xu Yunfan's hasty escape into the arms of his mortal enemy was the most foolish and ridiculous thing in the world.

On that dignified face, between those lowered brows, there seemed to be an indescribable meaning, not mockery, but a kind of all-knowing yet...

Absurd and ridiculous indifference.

(End of this chapter)