A Scroll of Infinite Glory

Chapter 629 Two or Three Sounds of a String Breaking in Mid-Air

"So it was you!"

At this point, how could the fake Ksitigarbha not recognize who the other party was?

A reincarnator who possesses the proof of the Netherworld Cult and is capable of creating nine-star clones, and a seemingly isolated and helpless master with only one divine artifact, the Green Lamp Supreme Master.

That's a threat on a completely different level!

While the fake Ksitigarbha was activating the main god's central core, he was also repairing his own injuries and trying to save his four divine artifacts. But at this moment, he couldn't care less about anything else.

He released four cracked divine artifacts, and a bright pearl suddenly appeared above his head.

Auspicious clouds roll in thousands of scrolls, bright light shines in ten thousand rays, Bodhisattvas lower their brows, and all Buddhas praise.

This flawless pearl, golden yet translucent and radiant with spiritual light, is precisely the prototype of the false Ksitigarbha's enlightenment.

He will use the nascent form of the Dao Fruit, along with the essence of the four divine artifacts, to drive the main god's central core without regard for the burden. As long as the main god's central core remains unshaken, he will be invincible.

Just then, Guan Luoyang, who was rushing towards him, slowed down slightly, held his sword horizontally in front of him, and slashed at the void.

Originally, Guan Luoyang had not yet reached the level to reach the central hub of the main god; he was merely situated between the zenith and the desolate tenth layer of the underworld.

But just as he swept out with that single strike, his figure became incredibly vast.

In the blink of an eye, his feet were already deeply embedded in the desert of the tenth level of the underworld, and he was even sinking further down, as if trying to break through the barriers of the underworld.

His long hair billowed behind him like dark clouds that blotted out the sky, covering half of the tenth level of the underworld. His forehead had already surpassed the height of the fake Ksitigarbha, almost reaching the same level as the main god's central core.

His sword had also become endlessly long, making it difficult to describe its current form using any single weapon.

So solid, so magnificent, it is no ordinary thing, and cannot even be compared to anything else.

That must be the other shore.

The curve of the blade is the other shore at the end of the sea of ​​suffering; the downward shadow of the blade covers all things, and it can also bear everything upward.

The tip of the blade reached the boundary of the tenth level of the underworld, briefly grazing the invisible and flawless wall where heaven and earth meet, leaving a white mark and making a crisp sound.

bite!!!!

It was the friction between the tip of a knife and something invisible, yet it sounded like the clash of metal, even crisper and cleaner.

It was like a string that had never been stained by dust or impurities since time immemorial, suddenly snapping.

Suddenly, the ceiling of the tenth level of the underworld tilted towards the direction of the broken string.

The supreme god, who reigns above all things and dwells eternally at the central zenith, was now tilted to one side due to the tilt of the entire zenith.

Clearly, it lost its unique position in time and space, and the light became noticeably turbulent, engulfing the fake Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva as it slid down toward the side that was falling toward the zenith.

Guan Luoyang's figure continued to grow in accordance with the changes in the world. His eyes were now able to look directly at the light of the main god and look down at the fake Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva beneath the light.

This strike is a derivative of the Seal of the Other Shore.

Compared to the past when we could only use the brief otherworldly features to bombard the enemy.

Guan Luoyang now undoubtedly has the ability to make even more exquisite use of this power, to grasp a distant shore with one hand, and to interfere with the boundless things of the outside world with the gentleness of primordial chaos and the ingenuity of the Fuxi Grand Array.

As he soared into the sky, he rapidly grasped the fundamental principles of the entire tenth level of the underworld before unleashing that magnificent and ingeniously varied strike.

This strike shattered the infinitely layered void foundation of the tenth layer of the underworld and severed the immeasurable time-dimensional string blessed by the main god.

This caused all the great paths to be disturbed, and they all tilted in the direction where the knife mark was left.

The fake Ksitigarbha looked up and felt the still boiling and rising sword intent in the person's eyes, which were as vast as a starry lake.

"Just because you have a lot of treasures doesn't mean you're afraid of me!!"

Without further hesitation, the fake Ksitigarbha detonated the four already cracked artifacts.

The nascent Dao Fruit drew the essence of the four divine artifacts together into the central core of the main god.

That wasn't all; he raised both hands high and slammed them heavily onto the main god's central core.

The central divine entity has no fixed form and can change infinitely.

At this moment, driven by the fake Ksitigarbha's hands, the radiance of the main deity changed shape with the changes in his hand seals.

"Infinite Central Hub, Heavenly Drum Thunderous Sound!"

The thunderous sound of heavenly drums represents the virtue of the Buddha's Great Nirvana, unlike the extinction of Hinayana Buddhism.

This means that after the lifespan of a typical multiverse ends, it falls into annihilation and sinks into the sea of ​​boundaries, where all things cease to exist. Although there are no more troubles and it is still peaceful, it has already fallen into a lower realm.

The sound of this multiverse falling into annihilation is a sound of great emptiness, which does not contain great wisdom or great vows, and cannot bring enlightenment to beings in other realms.

The Heavenly Drum Thunder Sound refers to a multiverse that, after peacefully entering a state of annihilation, was instantly re-emerged.

Nirvana and creation overlap, endlessly repeating in a cycle.

Once one's cultivation reaches this level, even if one falls into annihilation, everything from the past is not truly destroyed; the prosperity of one's heyday is merely a scene that can be reproduced at any time.

Each moment of annihilation and creation is a drumbeat.

Those concentric rings of celestial sound waves are the continuous fluctuations emitted by a multiverse sinking and rising repeatedly on the surface of the Boundary Sea.

Birth and death are equal, immortality and emptiness, the true Dharma is eternal, this is the Great Nirvana!

Amidst the drumbeats, the numerous celestial demons at the lowest level of the underworld suddenly let out painful roars one after another, tumbling in the void before gradually curling up.

The five turbid energies within them are being taken away by an immense thunderous resonance.

It was clearly the extremely yin and deathly power of the Five Turbidities, but the moment it was taken away, it was completely integrated into the Heavenly Drum Thunder Sound, transforming into an extremely fierce divine power that radiated great light, great wisdom, and great auspicious clouds.

The resounding drumbeats of heaven terrified the boundary sea, and the wailing of ghosts abandoned the turbid underworld!

"Your drumming mixed with crying is too awful to listen to. Please listen to my broken string again!!"

Guan Luoyang laughed twice, his voice no less powerful than the sound of a heavenly drum, and his sword was already raised.

That last strike wasn't aimed directly at the main god; this next strike will be aimed directly at the true master.

Because of the impact of the previous strike, Guan Luoyang's figure, in its depth, had transcended the earth, and in its grandeur, it had surpassed the heavens.

When such a being raises his sword, it is only natural that the blade seems to pierce through a layer of gauze, directly breaking through the ninth layer of the underworld and continuing to thrust upwards.

The seventh and eighth levels of the underworld have now been turned into battlefields.

The tenth level of the underworld is the coldest and most desolate place. Although there are hundreds of millions of ghosts and gods there, compared with the other levels of the underworld, they are just a drop in the ocean and not worth mentioning.

Biancheng, Taishan, and the three layers of the underworld were originally the most prosperous places for ghosts and spirits in the entire underworld.

After the City King rebelled, he led the demons born in the underworld, whom he had colluded with, to activate the Heavenly City Fortress, which numbered in the trillions, and set up a grand formation.

Each Heavenly City Fortress is a continent situated in the vast void, a destructive weapon that endlessly absorbs and releases the surrounding spacetime, using the elevation difference of the Great Path of Time to provide power!

After being ambushed by such a large force, the troops of King Taishan suffered heavy losses. However, with the help of King Zhuanlun and Emperor Huangyun, they managed to turn the tide and gradually gain the upper hand.

However, the battle was still extremely fierce. The powerful figures of the two camps were locked in a stalemate, with spacetime distorted everywhere, like chaotic orbs of light that sometimes expanded and sometimes contracted. It was impossible to tell whether the world was about to be created or destroyed.

Suddenly, a crimson longsword pierced through the lower barrier of the eighth level of the underworld, growing upwards at an unimaginable speed like a divine mountain radiating brilliant red light.

The chaotic orbs of light formed by the battle of the underworld armies, under the reflection of the crimson blade, resembled light, floating gray cocoons.

As the blade moved, it didn't even directly touch those chaotic light orbs, yet it already caused countless Heavenly City Fortresses to go out of control.

The void, like the surface of a sea, split open into a chasm. Countless chaotic light orbs, as if being carried by invisible seawater, surged into that chasm and collided with each other.

The entire wide-area formation of the City King was thus thrown into great chaos.

However, he couldn't even bother to stabilize the situation, partly because he was being besieged by King Yama and King Taisan.

Secondly, he recognized the crimson blade.

That was clearly evidence of the Lord of the Underworld, but Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva possessed great vows and great compassion.

When this treasure was in Ksitigarbha's possession, it never showed such a fierce and ruthless side.

As the Crimson Lotus Divine Blade pierced through several layers of the underworld and cleaved down, it seized an immeasurable amount of power from the underworld battlefield. As the blade tilted and slashed forward, it underwent layers of condensation and tempering.

In the end, although the sword was still long enough to measure the underworld, the blade had almost shrunk into a line of red light.

The fake Ksitigarbha, riding the thunderous sound of the heavenly drum emanating from the main god's central core, soared into the air and collided head-on with the blade.

The greatest sound is silent, the greatest form is formless; when full, it overflows; the Way is hidden and nameless!

The two remained locked in a stalemate for a moment, and the entire underworld seemed to remain unchanged.

But at this moment, if anyone were to observe from within the Great Void Sea, they would find that, apart from the raging waves on the sea caused by the fall of numerous holy sites and the fighting among various factions, there was nothing else.

The eighteen layers of the underworld, which were originally hidden beneath the surface of the Boundary Sea, trembled a few times, causing more undercurrents to appear beneath the Boundary Sea, swirling like whirlpools and drifting away.

bite!!!!

It sounded like another string had snapped.

Suddenly, the fake Ksitigarbha felt a red light split before his eyes, flashing wildly downwards. He couldn't avoid it in time, and a sharp pain shot through his entire body.

Many cracks emitting an eerie red light appeared on his body, spreading downwards from his head.

Each crack has a winding trajectory like a blood-red lightning bolt, and every turn is a distinct ridge.

It was as if something encountered tremendous resistance when it was cutting through, but the cutting speed was just too fast.

That's why it left behind such a violent and tragic scene, yet with many folded corners.

The fake Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva clenched his teeth, guarding the three secrets of body, speech, and mind, and dared not utter another word.

The instant Guan Luoyang's blade swept across him, its tip pointing diagonally into the void beside him, he suddenly shrank into a ball of golden light, using the power of the main god's central core to escape towards the upper underworld.

The second sound of a broken string did not come from the outside, but from the sudden splitting of the blade in Guan Luoyang's hand.

The seal embodies purity and turbidity, the sword that cleaves the heavens!

Normally, if someone wants to create a multiverse, it takes a period of time to first create a primordial universe, and then slowly cultivate and expand it, causing the river of time to differentiate, interact and cycle with chaos, and form more universes.

The more universes that have already formed, the more efficient it is to form other universes. This rate increases exponentially until it eventually approaches infinity, resulting in a multiverse.

However, Guan Luoyang's Heaven-Opening Blade this time is not going to follow the most orthodox development path.

Instead, it requires unleashing an attack that simultaneously opens up all universes within a single divine power.

Whether it is the origin or the branches, they all emerged simultaneously, without any distinction of order or hierarchy.

If the Thousand-Petaled Lotus can retain such power after leaving the Netherworld, and if Guan Luoyang's deduction of this move is perfected, it can truly be cleaved into the Chaos Sea.

Therefore, these universes reached their prime at the moment of their birth, and they will have a much longer period of prosperity than ordinary universes.

After Guan Luoyang achieved the nine-star realm, he further comprehended the remains of two ten-star powerhouses, "Rainbow Sea" and "Pale Wind," and used the Hongmeng Golden List to adjust his own time as much as possible.

His true form had actually been diligently cultivating at the nine-star level for a long time.

He has basically thoroughly understood everything that he, at the initial stage of the nine-star realm, could gain from the remains of the ten-star beings.

Each stage of the Vacuum Heavenly Demon Seal has undergone a completely new interpretation in this process.

A single slash reaches the other shore, a single slash cleaves the heavens—both sound like a broken string.

After those two blows, the fake Ksitigarbha never dared to listen to the broken string again.

King Pingdeng had already sensed that the newcomer was a Heavenly Venerable who possessed the Netherworld Lord's artifact and whose strength in the Netherworld was beyond his ability to contend with. He had long ago concealed himself in the void and fled upwards.

But at this point, he had only escaped to the eighth level of the underworld. He originally thought that after reuniting with the City King, he could use his army of ghosts and gods to help each other and stabilize the front line.

But at that moment, out of the corner of his eye, he saw the light of the main god's central energy, which enveloped the fake Ksitigarbha King and made him fly up from the chasm that had just been cleaved open by the divine blade.

After only a few rounds, this Buddha from outside the realm has already been defeated?!

King Pingdeng felt a tremor in his heart, abandoned his idea of ​​meeting with King Dudu and remained hidden in the void, ascending upwards.

At this moment, boundless red light, like fire and lotus, rose from the ditch, indistinguishable as either sword light or fire light, and pursued them.

"You fake product, you made me worry for a long time back then."

Guan Luoyang's voice surged forth with the flash of the sword, his demonic voice like flying flames and clouds of light, exploding one after another, swirling across the sky.

"Now you don't even have the will to fight to the death, running away so quickly, how can you repay all my hard work?!"

(End of this chapter)