Man covers the sky and conquers all worlds

Chapter 218 The Emperor's Heaven-Turning Seal (Part Two)

boom!
Under the dawn's gaze, a fierce fighting spirit shone through!
The moment his fist was clenched, an ancient, crimson-gold seal, seemingly bearing the weight of an entire world, materialized out of thin air and collided violently with the Demon-Subduing Pestle!
boom! boom! boom……

A tremendous roar continued to explode at the edge of the sky.

Visible ripples spread out from the two of them, creating towering waves where surging blood energy and blazing Buddhist light annihilated each other!

Above the sky, the wind and clouds dispersed, and the essence of heaven and earth seemed to be ignited, running rampant everywhere.

The moment the Emperor's Seal and the Vajra Pestle collided, the air currents between heaven and earth were instantly displaced.

In the void, an absolute vacuum hole with a radius of seventy miles suddenly appeared out of thin air!
"not good!"

Luo Yuheng's expression changed drastically.

Despite being hundreds of miles apart, she felt that her pride and energy had been shaken to the point of near fainting by the terrifying aftershocks!
As the most outstanding genius in the history of the Human Sect, she was only a little over ten years old when she condensed a golden core and stepped into the fifth rank.

Such terrifying talent is unparalleled in the world.

But in the face of a true powerhouse, she remains as fragile as a mayfly.

But she had only traveled a few miles when she was caught up by the terrifyingly powerful aftershocks, which swept her away into the endless distance.

Whoosh!

A wisp of soft blood vapor dissipated, and Luo Yuheng fell to the ground somewhat disheveled.
"It's him……"

How could she not know that it was a wisp of thought that Dawn had spared to protect her during the battle?

Meanwhile, in the vast desert more than a hundred miles away, a group of monks who arrived riding the rolling winds were not so lucky.

In the clash between these two supreme beings, a mere aftershock struck the earth, easily crushing most of them into a cloud of blood mist.

"A demon! A demon!"

The surviving monks trembled, yet they still twirled their prayer beads, performing a ritual to help their companions pass on to the afterlife.

They had only ever heard of beings capable of fighting to a draw with an Arhat in Buddhist scriptures and texts.

Although they were afraid, they did not believe that this Arhat who could not be born would be defeated.

Since its rise to power, Buddhism has witnessed and suppressed far too many ferocious demons like these!

For example, thousands of years ago, the Asura race, who refused to accept education, were an incredibly powerful and terrifying group.

Not only does it possess a terrifying physique equivalent to that of a martial artist, but it also inherits the bloodline of an ancient, supreme-grade god or demon!
There is even a First-Rank Asura King within the clan!
In order to conquer this powerful race, even a powerful Buddhist sect lost a considerable number of Bodhisattvas, Arhats, and Vajras.

In the end, the supreme Buddha intervened.

Finally, the invincible Asura King was destroyed.

The remaining Asuras, apart from a very small number who fled overseas, have been under the tutelage of Buddhism for countless years.

Another example is the Jiazi Demon Extermination Ceremony, which took place 500 years ago.

The Southern Frontier Kingdom of Ten Thousand Demons was incredibly powerful back then, even surpassing the Asura Clan of thousands of years ago by several times.

Among them was not only the Nine-Tailed Celestial Fox, the ruler of the Ten Thousand Demon Kingdom, who was at the peak of the first rank, almost approaching the level of a super rank.

In the far north, at the intersection with the Witch God Sect, there also exists a first-grade peak ancient god and demon descendant, only slightly weaker than the Lord of Ten Thousand Demons!

Even so, whether it was the Kingdom of Ten Thousand Demons in the southern border or the demon clans in the far north, they still fell apart under the iron fist of Buddhism.

The power of Buddhism lies not only in its ability to educate and enlighten people.

These remarkable achievements are also the foundation of Buddhism's strength.

Therefore, although they were afraid, they did not believe they would lose.

boom! boom! boom……

As the monks on the earth pondered, the towering Vajra statue, thousands of feet tall, had already collided with dawn thousands of times.

Above the sky, blood energy surged and air currents churned.

The endless Buddha light is shattering and disappearing.

Centered on the two people, the earth collapsed in all directions.

Even those barren mountains that stood proudly in the desert collapsed and crumbled under the terrifying aftershocks.

Some parts of the ground softened under the extreme heat, then slowly solidified, turning into translucent, glass-like pebbles.

"He...didn't lie to me!"

Luo Yuheng was somewhat lost in thought as he watched, his mind swaying slightly amidst the intense collision.

The clash between these two beings, though lacking the grandeur and magnificence of Taoist arts, was still a spectacle.

However, this clash of extreme yang and strength is far more dangerous than the battles between Daoist cultivators... and it strikes straight to the heart.

After another violent collision, the two figures flew backward in completely different directions as if they had been electrocuted.

"Who exactly are you? I have never heard of anyone like you, neither in the Great Feng Dynasty nor in the entire Nine Provinces!"

The Arhat who did not give birth supported the thousand-foot-tall Buddha statue, and the golden Buddha light flickered, much dimmer than before.

It should be understood that once one enters the second-grade Arhatship in Buddhism, there is no longer any chance to approach the first grade.

But... this also means that those who have reached this level are much stronger than ordinary second-rank cultivators.

Moreover, having lived in this world for a thousand years, he has already honed this realm to a purity as pure as crystal.

There was almost no way to advance further.

Even if it were a first-rank expert, he was confident that he could handle it and would not suffer a humiliating defeat.

Unexpectedly, despite using all his skills, he was unable to defeat this unknown third-rank martial artist quickly.

"good very good!"

The Arhat who did not give birth roared to the sky, then exhaled a breath like thunder, spewing out rolling lightning that stretched for hundreds of miles.
"I have a great mudra called: Wrathful Extinction King! If you can withstand it and kill me, then why not let you play with and observe my Arhat status?"

This Great Handprint was formed during the Jiazi Demon Extermination five hundred years ago.

At that time, he had already made a small vow to achieve the second-grade Arhat status.

But this is only the beginning of this stage.

During the process of uniting many Buddhist monks to subdue demons, his lack of strength resulted in a significant loss of the Buddhist elite.

After that day, he reflected deeply on his mistakes and knelt in the Buddha Hall for a full six months.

He received a ray of divine light from the Buddha and comprehended the prototype of this Great Mudra.

After five hundred years of refinement, it has been pushed to an indescribable level.

This was his trump card to deal with a first-grade cultivator.

Of course... most importantly, even in the worst-case scenario, even if he is no match for this third-rank martial artist, he will not be defeated, nor will his life be in danger!

Because he possesses a Vajra body comparable to a third-rank martial artist, and can transform the continuous power of faith into a vast source of life force!

He... was already in an invincible position.

"war!"

In the next instant, the Arhat of No Birth opened his arms, embracing the heavens and earth.

The thousand-foot-tall Vajra statue behind him also spread out its two golden arms, as if it wanted to embrace the entire void.

Then... the five fingers of the Dharma Image, which seemed like pillars of heaven, suddenly clenched together, forming a vast and magnificent fist imprint.

Rumble!
In an instant, a pure and holy land appeared, as if a world-suppressing king had been manifested in his hands and was about to descend into the mortal world.

boom! boom! boom!
hum!
Amidst a deafening roar, the heavens and earth trembled and vibrated, and a vast, obscure yet pure and sacred chanting arose. Instantly, golden lotuses sprouted from the earth, and heavenly flowers rained down!
It was as if a colossal, all-powerful King of the World stood in the present age, his hand seals covering the heavens and earth, his domineering presence beyond imagination.

rustle!

Dawn, which stretched thousands of feet above the ground, was instantly annihilated by the powerful airflow.

"Not bad! Not bad!"

Li Ming stood tall on the ground, his robes and long hair billowing under the terrifying force of the energy.

But deep within his eyes, a fierce light was shining.

In the next instant, a terrifying Buddhist light also burst forth from the depths of his body, which was filled with blood energy.

"what!"

He didn't want such a good role, but this man who had never attained enlightenment was already shaken by Leon Lai's actions.

He never imagined that in just this brief interval of their exchange, Li Ming would learn a part of the Buddhist tradition from him.

The intensity of the Buddha light that emerged on his body at dawn was roughly equivalent to that of a fifth-grade Buddha!

Even with his extraordinary talent, it took him a full ten years to progress from entering the Buddhist path to reaching this level.

"The Human Emperor... Heaven-Turning Seal!"

Li Ming held the Emperor's Seal in his left hand and pinched Wang Chao's Heaven-Turning Seal in his right.

The two fist marks resembled two blazing suns.

In that instant, they were completely bound together, unleashing an unimaginable power.

puff!
The illusory image of the King of Light, who stood with his palms pressed together in the void, vanished. Even the Thousand-Battle Vajra Dharma Image had its three arms completely shattered at this moment.

A transparent crack runs through the head of the Vajra Dharma Image.

A blazing, intense light emanated from it.

Feeling a growing emptiness within his body, the Unborn Arhat suddenly raised his head, his eyes fixed on the dawn, and roared.
"Forbidden... Fist!"

This is precisely the power of discipline that he possessed after attaining the state of non-birth.

hum!
The sound was as loud as a mountain, crashing into the void and creating tangible ripples that could be seen with the naked eye.

In an instant, his words became law.

Whether it was the surging aftershocks in the sky or the slowly cracking earth on the ground, everything froze at this moment.

It was as if the entire world fell silent as the Arhat spoke.

This power of discipline always shows special effects at crucial moments, but it consumes a great deal of mental energy.

Moreover, this consumption is almost irreversible.

Even if he were powerful, it would be extremely difficult for him to recover, and he would have to pay a huge price.

Therefore, he rarely uses it.

But at this point, he had no choice but to use it.

Because under those two fist imprints at dawn, he felt a profound fear between life and death.

hum!
As the solidified ripple spread outwards, it even caused Li Ming's hand seals and fist-pushing movements to stiffen and slow down when it landed on him.

"die!"

Take advantage of their weakness to kill them.

The Arhat who did not give birth showed a furious expression, and the power of faith that was spreading in the void gathered towards him again, instantly making up for part of the deficit.

Then, the slightly dimmed thousand-foot Vajra Dharma Image once again condensed in the depths of the void.

"Vajra Pestle!"

"The Seal of the Wrathful King!"

"Forbid...resistance!"

In an instant, the Arhat of No Birth was operating at overload, his physical body and mental power were being used.

He is like a black hole of faith, constantly drawing in the faith power of believers and transforming it into his own Buddhist essence.

Finally, they unleashed a three-pronged attack!

Unfortunately, the figure of dawn, which was placed in the void, slowly burst like a bubble.

Then, a detached voice slowly rang in the ears of the Arhat Who Did Not Birth.

"Your thoughts... are too weak! How can they possibly trap me?"

boom!
As dawn's two fists merged into one, Zhang's two completely different yet equally vast martial wills finally unleashed a chain reaction at this moment.

Like a raging sun, it crashed down upon the head of this Vajra of a Thousand Battles.

hum!
In an instant, the world was bright.

Even the blazing sun hanging in the sky had its brilliance stolen.

Countless believers who knelt outside the street covered their eyes and screamed in agony, immediately lowering their heads and no longer daring to look up at the battle in the sky.

Meanwhile, the group of surviving monks who had intended to come to help were blocked by the cracked earth, which kept them fifty miles away.

Under this intense mental fluctuation, his soul was shattered, and he died bleeding from all seven orifices.

"Who...are you?"

At this moment, Luo Yuheng's eyes lit up as he looked at the slowly descending fist imprint, a slight blush appearing on his face.

The weak may not necessarily be unable to possess great fortune, but the strong certainly can!
As the only direct disciple of the leader of the Human Sect, she will most likely become the leader of the Human Sect in the future.

She has now cultivated to the fifth-grade Golden Core realm.

If you go further and make further progress, you will then encounter the seven emotions and six desires.

If you don't want to be burned and killed by the flames of karma, you need to find someone with great fortune to accompany you in your spiritual practice.

This person... definitely catches her eye.

"This punch... I'll die! I'll die!"

The face of the Arhat who did not give birth to trembled violently.

As this round of fist imprints pressed down, he could also sense that his connection with the overwhelming power of faith had been severed.

Having lost the inexhaustible source of faith power, even with his formidable physique, equivalent to a third-rank martial artist, he was rendered powerless.

However, it was completely impossible for him to withstand that punch!
It is feared that the essence of life will be obliterated.

In his perception, this person with a youthful face, who looked like a boy, was merely a third-rank martial artist.

How can his fighting ability be so formidable?
It was as if... he was born to fight!
He could even clearly sense that the boy was getting stronger as he fought him.

Even his Buddhist lineage has been discovered by the other party.

Is this... really just a teenager? Or is he a reincarnation of an ancient being?
"war!"

Regardless of the circumstances, he now has no other choice but to fight with all his might!
The Vajra Pestle rose from the ground, and the Wrathful King Seal suddenly blasted out!

Rumble!
The two sides have already clashed.

(P.S.: If all goes well, there will be a third update tonight. If nothing goes well, the third update will be posted first thing tomorrow morning. I haven't written this much in a long time, and I'm feeling a bit overwhelmed.)

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