The comet remained silent, only relentlessly unleashing heavenly tribulations.

Chapter 115 Chaotic Heavenly Thunder

With the blessing of the stars, the Golden Light Mother's strength was more than ten times greater than before.

The lightning around her was no longer purple-gold, but transformed into a pure chaotic color, the divine lightning of the heavens and earth that existed only at the beginning of creation.

"Bald monk, prepare to die!"

With a loud shout, the Holy Mother of Golden Light grasped her hands, and a lightning spear formed from the Chaos Heavenly Thunder appeared in her hands, which she then hurled out.

The lightning spear was incredibly fast, as if it had transcended time and space, and arrived in front of the Holy Bodhisattva Namo Vajra in an instant.

Namo Vajra Great Bodhisattva's expression changed drastically. His eight arms moved in unison, and eight Dharma implements were simultaneously placed in front of him. The Buddha's light shone to its fullest extent, forming a golden light curtain.

The lightning spear struck the light barrier with a deafening roar.

The golden light screen trembled violently, cracks spreading like a spider web, and it shattered with a crash after only a single breath.

The lightning spear pierced through the light barrier and went straight into the Dharma body.

Immediately afterwards, countless bolts of lightning, like a flood bursting its banks, poured out from the lightning spear, completely engulfing the three-headed, eight-armed golden body of the Holy Bodhisattva Namo Vajra.

Namo Vajra Great Bodhisattva let out a roar, exerting all his strength to unleash his Buddha light to resist.

The power of the Chaos Heavenly Thunder was too terrifying; his Dharma body began to crumble under the bombardment of the thunderbolts.

First, his left arm was sliced ​​off by lightning, turning into golden fragments that scattered.

Next is the right arm, and then the head in the middle.

In just a few breaths, the golden body with three heads and eight arms was cut off, and the remaining arms were charred black by lightning. The magical artifacts in its hands were also smashed to pieces, and their spiritual light dimmed.

The situation reversed instantly.

Namo Vajra Great Bodhisattva was greatly alarmed, knowing that he would not get away with it today, and decided to retreat.

He bit his tongue and spat out a mouthful of blood essence, which transformed into a sky full of blood-red light, temporarily blocking the surging thunder.

Then, taking advantage of the opportunity, he withdrew his golden body and transformed into a golden beam of Buddha light, desperately fleeing westward.

"Trying to run away?"

The Golden Light Mother sneered and was about to give chase when she saw a golden light shoot out beside her before she could catch up.

Song Yi was quick-witted and had already foreseen this when Namo Vajra Great Bodhisattva showed signs of retreat.

He unleashed the Immortal Binding Lock, the rope transforming into a golden light, moving with lightning speed, and coiled around the fleeing Buddha light.

At this moment, the Holy Bodhisattva Namo Vajra was severely injured, his golden body was shattered, his vital energy was greatly depleted, and his perception and reaction were much worse than before.

Although he sensed something approaching from behind, it was too late to dodge. The Immortal Binding Lock, like a serpent, instantly coiled around his body, looping three times and locking him tightly.

The Great Bodhisattva Namo Vajra was greatly alarmed and desperately urged his remaining Buddhist power, unleashing boundless Buddhist light from his body in an attempt to break free from the celestial chains.

The magic lock creaked and groaned, the ropes were taut and showed signs of being about to break.

Song Yi felt a chill run down his spine. This Namo Vajra Great Bodhisattva was indeed a powerful Taiyi Golden Immortal. Even at this level, he still possessed such great power.

Although his Immortal Binding Lock was powerful, being made from the hair of an Ancestral Witch, it was still somewhat of a stretch against a Taiyi Golden Immortal.

However, it was only barely acceptable.

The Holy Mother of Golden Light had arrived. She looked at the Great Bodhisattva Namo Vajra, who was bound by the Immortal Binding Lock, and snorted coldly. She raised her hands high, and boundless lightning magma poured down from between her palms, like a vast ocean, completely enveloping the Great Bodhisattva Namo Vajra.

That was no ordinary thunder, but a chaotic thunder magma formed by the fusion of the power of the stars and the Five Thunder Orthodox Method. Its temperature was so high and its power so great that it could melt all things.

Namo Vajra Great Bodhisattva let out a mournful scream amidst the thunderous magma. His golden body and Dharma form were rapidly annihilated in the endless thunder, peeled away layer by layer, and dissolved one by one.

The Buddha's light grew dimmer and weaker, and no matter how he activated the secret technique or burned his essence blood, he could not resist the earth-shattering thunderous magma.

A moment later, the screams stopped abruptly.

The Dharma body of the Great Bodhisattva Vajra has been completely annihilated, leaving not even a trace.

Within the endless thunderous magma, only a golden relic remained, about the size of a chicken egg, perfectly round like a pearl, radiating a warm Buddhist light.

The relic seemed to still possess sentience, struggling and thrashing about in the thunderous liquid, trying to escape.

With a wave of her long sleeves, the Golden Light Mother drew the relic from the thunderous magma into her sleeve.

The Holy Mother said in a deep voice, "The West's desire to spread Buddhism to the East is a major matter. Today, I have killed a holy bodhisattva of Buddhism. The West will surely react. I must return to the Heavenly Court first to report this matter to His Majesty and make preparations in advance."

Song Yi clasped his hands in a fist and said, "Please, Holy Mother, do as you please."

With a flicker, the Golden Light Mother transformed into a bolt of lightning that shot into the sky and disappeared into the horizon.

Standing on the cloud, Song Yi gazed at the faintly rippling Buddha light on the western horizon, lost in thought.

The reach of Buddhism extends further than he imagined. Although he has killed this holy Bodhisattva Namo Vajra, the Buddhist community's desire to spread Buddhism eastward will not be diminished.

After the Golden Light Holy Mother left, the entire Jin Yuan Temple suddenly fell silent, with the lingering power of the battle still present in the void.

At this time, only three Arhats and two Dharma Protectors remained in the temple.

They watched helplessly as the supreme bodhisattva, bestowed with titles by the sage, fell from grace, and their faces were now ashen.

Song Yi took two steps forward, coldly surveying the five people before him, and said in a deep voice, "You heretics from the West, instead of seeking blessings in the Western Paradise, you insist on coming to my Eastern land of destiny to spread your heretical teachings. Now that the ringleader has been executed, and Heaven has the virtue of cherishing life, if you know how to assess the situation and abandon darkness for light, you may be spared your lives. Otherwise, today I will annihilate you body and soul, leaving you no chance even to enter the cycle of reincarnation!"

Upon hearing this, the three Arhats' faces suddenly turned red.

Although they have not been granted official titles or ranks, they are Buddhist disciples who have undergone arduous practice and attained the Arhatship. How could they bear such humiliation?

The two guardian deities glared fiercely, their bodies glowing with Buddhist fire, clearly enraged beyond measure.

"Amitabha!"

The five men shouted in unison, their voices booming like thunder, shaking the entire Jin Yuan Temple.

The leading Arhat, wielding a Vajra pestle, charged forward first.

The vajra was entirely gilded, its body engraved with Sanskrit mantras. With each swing, it created a whistling sound, and then it crashed down towards Song Yi.

Two other Arhats followed closely behind, one holding a golden rosary and the other a Vajra circle, attacking from both sides.

The two guardian deities each wielded a monk's knife, its blades gleaming like snow, blocking all of Song Yi's escape routes.

The five people's auras merged into one, and their cultivation levels as late-stage True Immortals were unleashed at full power. The air was filled with a strong sandalwood fragrance, and even the earth was cracked inch by inch by this aura.

Song Yi's expression remained unchanged. He raised his right hand, and a tree branch appeared in his palm.