Great Love for All Heavens Begins with Huang Yaoshi

Chapter 132 The Constant Breakdown of Emperor Shitian's Defenses
"A mere mortal like yourself dares to make a god like me nervous?" Indra said in a frivolous manner.

"You only managed to block me by using the power of heaven and earth. Your skill is probably far inferior to mine."

The white-haired man in black robes clapped his hands and smiled.
"As expected of a living god, your insight is truly extraordinary. Since you call yourself a god, I, a mere mortal, am naturally no match for you."

"Only today do I realize that there are heavens beyond heavens, and gods beyond men!"

"Good that you understand. If you want to gamble with me, let's see if you're qualified first."

Indra's own heartbeat suddenly accelerated, and Zhuang Buran's heart also started pounding.

Seeing the white-haired, black-robed man remain calm and composed, his heart skipped a beat, then raced again, repeating this cycle countless times, until he heard a voice with a hint of laughter in its tone:
"Excellent skill. Using one's own heart to influence the enemy's heart, causing the opponent's heart and soul to shatter. I seem to know this kind of martial art as well."

When Di Shitian saw the white-haired, black-robed man raise his hand and gently stroke him, his meridians began to tremble, and his true energy began to disobey his commands.

"What a god among men! Such powerful and immense internal energy must have been accumulated over a thousand years. If we don't borrow some power from heaven and earth, we probably won't be able to move it at all."

Zhuang Buran stepped forward, creating an illusory and unpredictable Qi formation based on the principles of Qimen Dunjia.

"The character '乾' (qián) is like a clapperboard in disarray!"

The white-haired man in black robes appeared in front of Di Shitian as if by teleportation, and then slapped him hard on the head.

Although Indra felt as if there was an inexplicable force of heaven and earth that separated him from the world and made him unable to control himself, he could only watch helplessly as he was suppressed in place. However, he instinctively used his overwhelming internal energy to deflect the force.

But instead of the expected horizontal slap, it turned downwards, and with a "bang," Indra's head was forcefully embedded in the mud.

"Such a hard head," Zhuang Buran said with a smile.

"Yagami's power, White Tiger!"

"boom!"

A crater the size of a head transformed into the size of a human body.

"The character 'Zhen' signifies thunder!"

Those outside the Qimen formation heard the sound of thunder and then saw extremely fierce lightning.

With a loud "boom," a huge crater appeared in the thunderous land.

The white-haired man in black robes had one hand behind his back and the other in front of him. He saw that Di Shitian was already above the pit. His Xuanbing mask was broken, his head was covered in blood, and he looked extremely disheveled.

"What incredible power! You were able to turn into dust and then reassemble your body to escape from my grasp. You truly deserve to be called a true god with a thousand years of cultivation."

"Shut up!"

The aura emanating from Indra's body was inexplicable.
"You actually made me bleed."

He conjured icy energy in his palms, which then transformed into blades, striking the white-haired, black-robed man on the other side of the pit.

"Separation, Crimson Flame!"

Zhuang Buran raised his hand, and flames like dragons emerged from his palm. Just as Di Shitian was about to continue his attack, the white-haired man in black robes felt a tremor under his feet, and he felt his vital points throbbing and fluctuating.

"Leaving the word, purgatory!"

With a deafening roar, a torrent of flames, like a waterfall, crashed down upon Indra.

"Xiongba, you have completely enraged me."

With the speed of shrinking the earth to an inch, Indra rushed out of the sea of ​​fire in an instant and appeared in front of the white-haired man in black robes. Then, his eyes emitted a cold and captivating light.

He had assumed that this despicable fellow, who only knew how to use flashy spells, was motionless because he had been struck by the "Shocking Calamity" and was about to die.

I don't want those few words to slowly enter my ears:
"The character '乾' (Qian) is an illusion, a dazzling display of beauty!"

Indra then saw the figure in front of him vanish like a bubble, leaving several other figures around him that seemed both real and illusory.

"You think you can fool me with these lousy tricks?" Indra slapped his palms out.

"ridiculous!"

The immense palm force instantly shattered the several illusory figures, and several more bursts of energy, transforming ice into lightning, struck the true form of the white-haired, black-robed man. "The character 'Xun' signifies the merit of sandalwood!"

In the blink of an eye, the ground shifted, and large swathes of sandalwood emerged from the earth, forming a barrier. The icy lightning energy slammed directly into the sandalwood, producing a series of explosions.

"The character '巽' (xùn) represents a wind rope!"

Zhuang Buran made hand seals and chanted incantations, and suddenly Di Shitian was tightly bound by ropes formed from the air currents.

He then teleported behind him, channeling the Yin Dragon within his body, unleashing a palm strike with the force of burning wood and splitting rocks, surpassing even the power of a sword and axe, instantly blasting Di Shitian into the ground.

With a loud "boom," a burst of cold air erupted from the bottom of the pit, and a continuous stream of blade energy shot towards the white-haired, black-robed man.

It was just like the Myriad Swords Return to the Source technique that Wuming used in the past, only its power was far greater. Almost instantly, a thin layer of ice appeared over an area of ​​several miles.

"Kun character, Tuheche!"

The rocks and soil on the ground suddenly rose up, flowing and swallowing up thousands of blades of energy like a river.

Instantly, the rock beneath Zhuang Buran's feet rose up and transformed into an earthen dragon. He looked down at Indra at the bottom of the pit, feigning astonishment:

"What an amazing god among mortals! His martial arts are so powerful that they are like those of immortals and gods. He also knows the supreme skills of the Sword Sect and has integrated them into his own unique martial arts moves."

"I am truly outmatched and can only resort to some unorthodox techniques to barely hold my own."

At this moment, Nie Feng and the others had already retreated to a safe area, fearing that they might affect the battle situation because of themselves. However, upon hearing the strange words of the white-haired man in black robes, they felt slightly relieved despite being speechless.

"Xiong Ba, I must admit, you are the second person I can even remotely take seriously." Di Shitian's eyes were cold and sharp.

"Unfortunately, a god is a god after all. How can you, a mere mortal, withstand divine power?"

"Yes, I am just a mere mortal. I can only trap you in the Qimen Formation to fight you to a standstill."

Zhuang Buran let his hands hang naturally at his sides, shook his head and sighed:

"Or perhaps I should give up and die at the hands of a god among men; that would be an honor."

Indra was well aware that the white-haired, black-robed man was mocking him, just like he himself had once been high above, taking pleasure in toying with the world.

At this moment, I felt that this person was even more repulsive than someone who had seriously injured me.

"How brave!"

Di Shitian appeared beside Zhuang Buran like a ghost. With his energy surging, he suddenly realized that his attack had missed. He took a step and leaped back behind Zhuang Buran, but was dodged again.

Within the Qimen Formation, one sees a chase and a flight, the pursuer becoming increasingly anxious, while the fleeing one becomes increasingly composed.

"I suddenly feel that your reputation as a god is somewhat undeserved. I have bound my hands and feet and let you beat me, but why are you always just a little short?"

While Zhuang Buran moved nimbly within the Qimen formation, he said with a seemingly helpless expression:
"For someone with a thousand years of internal energy, it seems you haven't been able to unleash its true power, relying entirely on your martial arts techniques to dominate."

"That's why they always miss by just a little bit before hitting me."

He suddenly appeared before Indra, and smiled slightly:
"When you were practicing martial arts, were you often ridiculed by your fellow disciples, or beaten and scolded by your master or elders?"

Di Shitian's expression grew even colder, and he struck out with his palm again, only to have it instantly evaded by the white-haired, black-robed man.

"Isn't everyone saying that you have extremely poor aptitude and comprehension? A person with average comprehension can master a set of martial arts after practicing it seven or eight times, but you have to practice it dozens or even hundreds of times before you can even get a little bit of the basics?"

"To be able to create seemingly miraculous martial arts today, you must possess some kind of treasure, coupled with the extraordinary effort of rigorous training, to achieve your current success."

Indra remained silent, relentlessly attacking the white-haired, black-robed man.

"Third-rate masters compete in martial arts techniques, second-rate masters compete in internal energy cultivation methods, and first-rate masters compete in magnanimity and character."

Zhuang Bu Ran sighed softly:
"With your current demeanor, I really don't know what to say to you."

As soon as he finished speaking, he flashed forward and struck Di Shitian with a palm. His palm and fingers seemed to contain the myriad numbers of the heavens, and the changes were so exquisite that once unleashed, they could be spread across the vast sky and withdrawn into the infinitesimal world. In their graceful movements, they resembled the flickering stars, and in their solemnity, they were like the Big Dipper array.

With a "bang," it slammed Indra into the pit for the third time.

(End of this chapter)