Journey to the West: Please Call Me the White Bone Demon

After Zhunti's attack was neutralized, he did not hesitate for a moment.

He suddenly spun his right hand, which was holding the Seven Treasures Tree, and the entire tree began to spin rapidly in his palm.

The seven-colored light spun faster and faster until it finally merged into one, transforming into a vortex of chaotic color with seven colors. The beam of light at the center of the vortex, which had been compressed to the extreme, did not dissipate, but instead split into hundreds of thin, hair-like threads of light. Each thread of light was an independent and sharp killing move, simultaneously attacking Yun Zhao from all directions.

That hand seal had no name. It was the first move he comprehended after breaking through to the Golden Immortal realm from the Gate of the Great Dao. It was completely devoid of any fancy moves; it was simply an extremely simple palm push.

But with that push, a vast torrent of magical power surged forth from his palm. The torrent was neither dazzling nor roaring, but it carried a weight so heavy that it slightly distorted the void, completely submerging the hundreds of light threads that Zhunti had shot at him.

The light threads struggled to travel several feet through the torrent of magical power before breaking one after another. When those fragments were scattered, they landed on the surrounding clouds, cutting deep, bottomless rifts into the vast sea of ​​clouds. The edges of the rifts surged with scorching white light.

The space between the two began to crack.

Black, fine, spiderweb-like cracks spread outwards from the point of impact of each of their attacks, and the gales escaping from the cracks carried a sharpness capable of annihilating everything.

When it falls on the sky, it cuts through the sky; when it falls on the ground, it slices away the ground, showing no mercy whatsoever.

One of the gusts of wind, a residual force, shot out from the center of their battle and headed towards the eastern city wall of Yingdu.

The wisp of wind was as thin as a hair, but when it fell, the entire section of the city wall was cut in two silently, as if sliced ​​by a sharp blade. The cut was as smooth as a mirror, and it also severed the half of the spiritual energy array pattern that was shining above the city wall, without even a moment's resistance.

Yun Zhao felt a pang of anxiety when he caught a glimpse of that scene out of the corner of his eye.

Although his current level of cultivation is sufficient to withstand Zhunti's attack head-on, the aftershocks generated during their battle have exceeded the limits that this world can withstand.

The Southern Continent is no longer as stable as it was in the ancient primordial world. Every inch of space has become tens of thousands of times thinner. A battle between quasi-saints would be enough to tear it apart, let alone the attack he is now facing from a saint-level being.

He diverted a sliver of his attention, made a hand seal with one hand, and pressed down. A blue magical barrier rose from the ground of Yingdu City, enveloping the entire city and the land dozens of miles outside the city.

The barrier was thick yet flexible, like a huge film of water covering the earth, deflecting all the fragments of the fierce wind falling from the sky.

But his momentary distraction allowed Zhunti to seize the opportunity. A solid palm of light emerged from the vortex of the Seven Treasures Tree and struck Yun Zhao's left shoulder, sending him flying dozens of feet away. Another bloodstain appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Zhunti, having landed a successful blow, did not pursue. Instead, he hovered in place, coldly watching him: "You're quite merciful, protecting them while fighting me and also having to protect the city beneath your feet. How long can you hold out?"

Yun Zhao steadied himself, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and did not reply.

He knew, of course, that Zhunti was telling the truth. Every time he diverted his magical power to reinforce the barrier, it meant that he had less power left to face the enemy head-on. And Zhunti was always able to accurately seize that gap and launch a more powerful attack the moment he was distracted.

This wound is proof of it.

Below, Tathagata was the first to see Yun Zhao's predicament.

He stood up, clasped his hands together in front of his chest, and the remaining golden Buddhist light surged from his palms, transforming into a pillar of light that shot towards the void barrier above Yingdu City. His voice was hoarse but clear: "He cannot be distracted; we will stabilize the surroundings for him."

Guanyin was also moved upon hearing this.

She used the last few drops of spiritual water from the cleansing bottle to draw a magic circle in the void. The magic circle was not complicated but extremely stable, like a patch pasted on the weakest corner of Yun Zhao's blue barrier.

Manjushri and Samantabhadra exchanged a glance, then simultaneously raised their hands and injected two beams of light into the seams on either side of the barrier, making the water-film-like light curtain even thicker.

Lu Ya held the gourd in his arms, and a crimson-gold flame shot out from the gourd's mouth, wrapping around the outer edge of the barrier to form a flowing wall of fire.

Although Shen Gongbao lost the array plate, he took out a handful of broken array talisman fragments from his pocket and scattered them into the air. The fragments pieced themselves together to form a simple but effective array net, which was then used to patch the cracks in the ground at the bottom of the barrier.

With the combined magical power of the six people, the cyan barrier finally stopped trembling and steadily enveloped the land of Chu.

But their faces didn't look good. Every time the aftershock hit the barrier, they were shaken at the same time, as if they were using their bodies to bear the impact for the entire city.

Yun Zhao glanced down at the scene below, feeling a moment of warmth in his heart, but that warmth was quickly suppressed by the more pressing reality.

Even with everyone's combined magic power, they could barely hold up the barrier, and it wouldn't last long, while Zhunti's attacks would only become more and more intense.

He needs to change his playing style.

During a brief respite from a direct collision with the Seven Treasures Tree, he suddenly withdrew his strength, his body drifting back hundreds of feet. Then, he abruptly raised his hand and slashed at the void in front of him.

That slash was incredibly fast and ruthless; wherever the fingertip passed, a wide rift was torn open in the void. From the crack surged chaotic energy a thousand times denser than the previous gales. That was the true depths of the void, a place where even stars could be reduced to dust.

After making that move, he advanced instead of retreating, his body suddenly rushing forward. In the instant before Zhunti's next attack could be fully unleashed, he grabbed the wrist of Zhunti holding the Seven Treasures Tree. At the same time, the thirty-six Sea-Stabilizing Pearls burst out with the strongest suppressive power, enveloping Zhunti's body, and then suddenly sent him into the void rift!

Zhunti never expected him to pull this stunt.

All his attention was focused on attacking, guarding against Yun Zhao's magic and Taoist arts, but he never expected that the other party would abandon the head-on fight and instead engage in physical combat, unexpectedly pushing him into the chaotic void.

The force was both sudden and fierce, with all thirty-six layers of illusory heaven and earth simultaneously pressing down on him. Even a saint's body was momentarily stunned by the pressure, and by the time he reacted, half of his body had already disappeared into the void rift.

He suddenly looked up, his eyes flashing with a cold light like knives, and the Seven Treasures Tree in his hand burst out with dazzling holy light, trying to break through the crack and return to the world of the Southern Continent.

But Yun Zhao had already followed them in.

The figure followed him through the void rift and stood still in the chaotic void. Thirty-six Sea-Stabilizing Pearls slowly rotated around him, protecting him in the boundless chaos.

He smiled at Zhunti: "No matter how fierce the fighting is here, no one in Yingdu City will be harmed."

Zhunti's expression changed again and again.

He turned his head and glanced at the void rift behind him that was slowly closing. On the other side of the rift was the sun-drenched Southern Continent, the land he was going to destroy, the place where his revenge was to be taken.

But the crack was closing, and Yun Zhao stood between the crack and him, his deep, clear eyes filled with unwavering determination.

He let out a deep, angry roar, and the holy light emanating from his body surged. The Seven Treasures Tree bloomed with unprecedented brilliance in the chaotic void, forcing the surging chaotic energy around them back hundreds of feet, forming a huge golden sphere that enveloped the two of them.

Alright, since that's the case, let's crush this troublesome Primordial Golden Immortal in front of us in the shortest amount of time.