Spiritual energy resurgence? My former empress wife has also revived!

"Outdoor shooting!"

Upon seeing Qin Zijun unleash her Dao Domain, Qi Xingyan was greatly alarmed and, without thinking, simultaneously unleashed his own Dao Domain to confront her.

Both Qi and Yan are considered remote areas in the cultivation world, with few powerful individuals.

It is precisely because of this that the ruler of Qi, as the True Lord of the Cave Mystery, was already the number one expert in this region, enabling him to lead Qi to conquer cities and expand territory.

The Cave Profound Realm is already one of the three upper realms, which is difficult for ordinary cultivators to surpass. It is a realm that truly belongs to immortals and gods.

Below the Cave Profound Realm lies the Outer Realm, where the strongest individuals in this region are already at the top.

Seeing that Qin Zijun was only in her early twenties and had already mastered the exterior scenery, Qi Xingyan was incredulous and felt a deep sense of jealousy.

His own cultivation level was not high; the reason he possessed the ability to perceive external phenomena was bestowed upon him by the king through the method of governing the dynasty.

If it were up to him, he simply wouldn't have the ability to cultivate the external landscape.

Seeing such a young exterior now fills him with both jealousy and fear.

"Buddhist temple exterior? You little beast, you're the Yan Kingdom princess's lover? As expected, this Yan Kingdom princess is unfaithful; she deserves to be drowned in a pig cage!"

"Once she arrives in Qi, countless punishments await her!"

Qi Xingyan shouted loudly, trying to sway Qin Zijun with his words.

Qi Xingyan's Dao Domain transformed into a battlefield, with bloodthirsty aura sweeping across the land, and the silence of ten thousand horses creating a terrifying atmosphere.

The Buddha's light and the evil aura were locked in a fierce struggle, and within a radius of several miles, vegetation withered and rocks cracked.

The two realms are still clashing fiercely. If this continues, the area within a hundred miles will likely be reduced to dust, devoid of any life.

Qi Xingyan's precious steed neighed in panic and pawed at the ground under the impact of the powerful external Dao Domain, almost overturning him.

Qi Xingyan's expression suddenly changed. He roared and leaped into the air from his horse. The curved sword at his waist was suddenly drawn, and a fierce aura swept over, turning into a tragic battlefield phantom.

Qin Zijun felt as if she were surrounded by mountains of corpses and seas of blood, with piles of bones and countless wronged souls roaring in unison, staining the heavens and earth blood red.

Qin Zijun remained calm as he slowly raised his hand, channeling his magical power to strike out with a Buddha's palm.

The Buddha's palm clashed with the blade, the Buddha's light merged with the baleful aura, just like two great mountains crushing and colliding in the void, producing a deafening roar like muffled thunder.

boom----

The ground collapsed inch by inch, and the soil was lifted into the air and turned into dust.

Five hundred elite Qi soldiers around him cried out in pain, and some of them turned into blood and vanished.

It was only because the Qi soldiers were all elites, and they immediately formed a battle formation, with Qi Xingyan, a powerful expert at the Outer Realm, acting as the core of the formation, that they were able to block the remaining force.

Otherwise, even if these soldiers were skilled in martial arts, they would have been killed instantly by that one blow.

The two clashed, Qin Zijun remained calm, but Qi Xingyan's mouth was bleeding.

One is true cultivation, the other is imperial conferment; if the two differ in their realms, there will naturally be a gap.

But if they are at the same level, how can the one who bestows the title be a match for the true cultivator?

"What a disrobed monk! He dares to obstruct the army of Qi! He's courting death!"

Qi Xingyan roared and charged forward recklessly.

He acquired all his skills on the battlefield, so he naturally understands the importance of forging ahead without hesitation.

"Who gives you the right to call me 'little monk'!"

Qin Zijun remained calm, her body radiating an increasingly intense Buddhist light. Behind her, the phantoms of Buddha chanted sutras in unison, the chanting of Buddhist sounds surging forth like a tide, dispelling the murderous aura of the battlefield.

Qin Zijun's moves were all ordinary and unremarkable, without any fancy tricks.

after all,

This was the first time in all his lifetimes that he had cultivated an outer realm, and he had no experience of fighting against opponents of the same realm.

But his innate Buddha-like bones bestowed upon him unparalleled power, allowing each of his palm strikes to contain the purest Buddhist power.

Qi Xingyan was not a true cultivator, but instead became Qin Zijun's resources for fighting.

Qi Xingyan made seven consecutive slashes, but they were all blocked by Qin Zijun's Buddha Palm.

With a gentle tap, Qi Xingyan landed on the blade, his body trembled, he staggered backward, and blood dripped from his palm.

The blood of the powerful warriors in the outdoor scene contains astonishing energy in every drop, causing the earth to sink three inches deep when it falls on it.

Qi Xingyan looked down and saw that his battle blade was already cracked, and his Dao Domain was teetering on the brink of collapse.

Qin Zijun clasped her hands together and said calmly, "You are a newly appointed outer realm official, and you have already weakened by three points since leaving the State of Qi."

"But I am a true Buddhist practitioner, how could you possibly oppose me?"

Qi Xingyan roared hoarsely, "You little beast! This general has fought for a hundred years, how could I possibly be defeated by a mere weaned monk like you!"

Qi Xingyan was blinded by rage, knowing that if he didn't fight desperately, he would really die here today.

He concentrated all his energy and spirit, activated his secret technique, and condensed it into a blade of light. With a single slash, he tore through space and aimed it at Qin Zijun's brow!

This was his desperate strike, imbued with all his cultivation and a lifetime of understanding of the Dao.

Wherever the blade's light passed, even the void seemed to crack open, and sharp explosions resounded through the sky.

"Amitabha!"

Qin Zijun's eyes were half-open and half-closed. As he chanted the Buddhist incantation, one of the Buddha phantoms, which was taller than the mountain peak, opened its palm and slammed it down onto the earth, seemingly slowly but actually very quickly.

"This supernatural power is called, 'Buddha Suppresses Mountains and Rivers'!"

The enormous Buddha's palm pressed down on Qi Xingyan with unparalleled force.

The sword energy surged, yet it struck the Buddha's palm without causing a ripple.

The blade's edge, powerful enough to tear through space, only left a wound on the Buddha's palm.

boom--

With a loud bang, Qi Xingyan's body was sent flying backward. He let out a miserable scream as his body was enveloped in Buddhist light in mid-air and turned into ashes.

The Buddha's palm stirred up thousands of yellow sands, which crashed onto a distant mountain peak, causing the earth to tremble and leaving an incomparably clear and awe-inspiring palm print on the mountain.

As the deafening sound faded, the five hundred elite Qi soldiers, after a moment of silence, all turned into a bloody mist, merging into the yellow sand beneath their feet.

After the death of Qi Xingyan, a powerful expert at the Outer Realm, how could these soldiers, who were at most at the First Body Tempering Realm, possibly withstand a casual strike from Qin Zijun, a powerful expert at the Outer Realm?

Qin Zijun clasped his hands together, glanced at the bloodstains on his hands, closed his eyes, and chanted the Rebirth Mantra.

"Namo Amitabha, Tathagataya, Tadyatha, Amitabha, Amitabha, Siddham Bhava."

The carriage curtain was lifted, revealing a young girl with a face that could express both anger and joy, tears and smiles.

The girl was stunningly beautiful, with captivatingly bright and expressive eyes that were simply breathtaking.

She bit her lip and said softly, "Little monk, aren't you supposed to be a Buddhist? Why are you trying to steal a bride?"

Qin Zijun opened his eyes, smiled slightly, and said in a clear and gentle voice, "The Buddha said, 'If I don't go to hell, who will?' For Miss Jiang, what does it matter if this humble monk falls into this mortal hell?"

He handed her a gardenia, his gaze gentle: "I've been searching for this flower for a long time."