All Heavens: From Joy of Life to The Great Feng Night Watchman

Unless one is a second-grade Dao Integration martial artist who has already completed their own path.

Otherwise, any system below the first rank would be influenced by the "Great Compassionate Dharma Image".

Suppressed by the status of the Bodhisattva Guangxian.

Li Chang'an, who had already attained the Dao, was naturally unaffected.

On the field, only two people were unaffected by the "Great Compassionate Dharma Image"—Li Chang'an and Shen Shu.

Shenshu's navel split open, transforming into a mouth that emitted a buzzing, eerie laugh: "Great compassion? What use is that to me?"

The mouth that had transformed from the navel suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood, which struck the image of the Great Compassionate Dharma.

The blood arrow instantly stained the brilliant golden body, covering the three-zhang-tall Dharma image with black and red blood light.

The Bodhisattva Guangxian's face twitched slightly, as if he were enduring great pain.

Shen Shu sprinted forward, his agile figure radiating power under the moonlight, his muscles undulating with each stride.

But Shenshu's target was not the Bodhisattva Guangxian, but the distant city wall.

"boom!"

The towering city walls looked as if they had been detonated by tens or hundreds of tons of explosives, with rubble flying in all directions.

A breach nearly ten meters wide was breached in the southern part of the city wall.

At this moment, as long as the demon army rushes through this gap, they can capture the South City and reclaim the Ten Thousand Demon Mountain in a short time.

Without a sound, a shadow fell over the Bodhisattva Guangxian.

That was a divine being that blocked out the moonlight. He had somehow risen high into the sky again, like a hawk hunting a rabbit.

The mouth that had formed from the belly button split open, revealing a sinister grin.

Just then, a golden figure shot in from the side, knocking Shen Shu away and tumbling and falling into the distance as they intertwined.

That's Asura.

Two agile and valiant bodies, brimming with unparalleled strength, grappled and fought as they rolled around.

The nine-tailed celestial fox pushed off the ground with its eight tails, propelling her high into the air as she lunged at the Bodhisattva Guangxian.

At the same time, Li Chang'an activated the Zhenguo Sword and the Emperor's Brush, their purple and gold lights flashing alternately as they pierced towards Guangxian's chest.

"Amitabha!" Bodhisattva Guangxian sat cross-legged, his hands clasped together.

A faint golden light emanated from his body.

Zen meditation!

Clang clang clang... Eight fox tails, like tentacles, slapped against the body of Guangxian Bodhisattva, causing golden light to ripple in waves.

Crackling sounds filled the air as the Emperor's Brush and the Nation-Protecting Sword pierced through the golden light shield, creating fine cracks.

“As expected, we underestimated your combat power…” Cracks appeared on the avatar of Bodhisattva Guangxian.

Clearly, the clone's last life is slipping away rapidly.

At the same time, Shenshu also gained an overwhelming advantage over Asura.

Several miles away at the foot of the city, Shenshu swung Asura up and slammed him down with all his might.

The solid ground suddenly sank and cracked, with the cracks extending downwards and tearing apart the rock mass inside Wanyao Mountain.

Asuro's eyes widened, and he spat out mouthfuls of blood.

Thump, thump.

Amidst the dull, drum-like pounding of his heart, Asuro's skin lost its dark gold hue, replaced by a jet-black complexion.

boom!

Shenshu stomped him into the ground, causing the rocks inside the mountain to crack even more severely.

"Such a familiar scent, you have a very familiar scent about you."

As Shenshu spoke, he stomped on Asura's chest, causing Asura's sternum to collapse and him to cough up blood continuously.

Even the indomitable fighting spirit of the Asura race couldn't withstand the giant feet of the gods.

bang bang bang...

Li Chang'an looked on, grimacing, not knowing how many times he had been kicked.

When a father beats his son, he kicks him to death.

However, Asura wouldn't die, and Li Chang'an couldn't be bothered to care about him.

The Nine-Tailed Celestial Fox loudly warned, "Shen Shu, you have swallowed Asura's essence blood."

To avoid long nights and many dreams.

Whether Asura is dead or not, consuming his essence and blood will kill him even if he doesn't die.

The god chuckled strangely, picked up the headless body of Asura, and a vortex of energy suddenly appeared in his palm, seizing Asura's life force.

Visibly, the Asura King's youngest son's jet-black body rapidly withered and dried up.

Just then, a swastika appeared on Asura's dark body.

The swastika slowly rotated, revealing Asura's primordial spirit behind Shenshu. Behind the primordial spirit's head was a wheel with a metallic texture.

The center of the roulette wheel is a swastika, and the outer ring of the wheel is engraved with "heaven, man, beast, asura, hungry ghost, hell".

The Great Cycle of Reincarnation!

"Kakaka!"

As the wheel spun, the three characters "Asura" on it lit up, and a golden light illuminated Shenshu and Asura within it.

The god's powerful body suddenly froze, the vortex disappeared, and Asura's "mummified corpse" fell to the ground.

At this moment, the figure of the Bodhisattva Guangxian, seated high in the sky, was finally completely swallowed up by the fine cracks and dissipated into fragments of light.

Before his death, the clone unleashed a final beam of golden light that shot into Shen Shu's body.

This last remaining power is still the Dharma form of the Great Cycle of Reincarnation.

In the final moments before leaving the southern border, the Bodhisattva Guangxian left behind a sentence that resonated deeply with the divine.

This sentence seemed to possess boundless magic, resonating in the night sky.

"Rootless one, may you find your home in the cycle of reincarnation!"

Shen Shu remained frozen, like a statue, and murmured, "Who am I?"

Under the moonlight, the collapsed city walls and corpses littered the ground.

Shen Shu gradually calmed down, his left hand hesitantly bent, palm together, and a peaceful voice came from his chest:

"Ami."

The sound abruptly stopped; he was resisting some kind of instinct, an instinct to convert to Buddhism.

Now that Guangxian's clone has retreated and Asuluo is half-dead, the overall situation is settled.

The Nine-Tailed Celestial Fox proclaimed, "You are a divine being, the Asura King, and the indomitable warrior of the Asura race."

"Asura King"

Shen Shu calmed down slightly, but then suddenly began to mutter to himself again, "Who am I? Who is the Asura King? I can't remember."

The confused mutterings gradually turned into a furious roar:

"Who am I?! Who am I really?!"

The nine-tailed celestial fox repeatedly said, "You are a divine being, you are the Asura King," but to no avail.

Shen Shu has lost control.

"Being clueless won't work," Li Chang'an shook his head.

The mind of the divine is still in Aranya.

The next moment, Shen Shu slowly turned around and looked in Li Chang'an's direction.

Li Chang'an knew it wasn't because he had insulted him, but simply because he was the strongest here.

The out-of-control deity needs a powerful opponent.

The gods have locked onto him.

Shen Shu went mad, desperately wanting to replenish himself, and Li Chang'an's qi and blood were at their peak here.

The next moment, a huge shadow enveloped him.

The twenty-foot-tall Dharma image appeared silently before him, its twelve arms clenched into fists and simultaneously pounding out.

Li Chang'an shook his head and silently stepped back, while the Great Mighty Heavenly Dragon Dharma Image remained in place.

The majestic divine form looked down upon the three-zhang-tall Great Mighty Heavenly Dragon form and instinctively stomped down.

Li Chang'an, who had long since achieved the Great Perfection of Dharma Form, had his Great Mighty Heavenly Dragon Dharma Form begin to surge in sync with a single thought!

Three zhang, five zhang...

The roars of the Azure Dragon and White Elephant echoed throughout Nanfa City, and the demon soldiers awoke as if from a dream, freed from Guangxian's compassionate magic.