Chapter 45 – The Buddha Appears

The entire Zhen Demon Stream was shaking, like the earth’s crust was moving and the sky was turning over, and the towering blood walls on both sides were flowing with scarlet and sticky blood, a horrifying and appalling sight.

When the Great Sun Ruler’s Dharma rose, Xu Qi’an advanced instead of retreating, was he really doing it to seek death?

Of course not, he was trying to get hurt a little worse, preferably on the verge of death.

This way Jade Shatter returns damage and is effective.

A first grade martial artist was alive and well, an attack that could threaten the life of a strong person at this level could be imagined how terrifying it was, and it was precisely because it was an attack of this power that returned that it could effectively harm the super grade.

This plan had already been formulated during the attack on Aranta, and Xu Qi’an’s bottom line came from two reasons: firstly, the Buddha had slept for five hundred years, and was definitely not in peak condition; secondly, he had endeavored to arrange the flowers, and had deposited some of the spiritual essence within his body.

The Immortal Tree’s Spiritual Embodiment, coupled with the First Grade Martial Artist’s own majestic life force, was what dared him to take a chance.

But this was still not foolproof, after all, the power of a superpin was only limited to legends, and even though Xu Qi’an had stepped into the ranks of first-ranked products, he still couldn’t predict the ceiling of a superpin.

So it’s easy to roll over, and the ending will probably end with Xu Yinluo leading a group of transcendental beings to attack Aranta, only for the Buddha to step in and Xu Yinluo to die on the spot.

To the practitioners of Kyushu profoundly interpreted what is meant by: try and pass away.

As for the fact that after awakening, he had been pressing not to perform Jade Shattering, it was because he needed to examine the situation, and the undercard was used in the right place in order to bring out its true power.

However, it couldn’t be delayed for too long, as the longer it was delayed, the power of the Jade Shattering Return would diminish.

Jade shattered …….. Gala Tree, who had fought against Xu Qi’an extremely many times, was the first to react, followed by an unsightly look on his face.

He hadn’t forgotten that Xu Qi’an had this tactic, he just hadn’t expected it to be used here.

The Garrotto Tree is not afraid of powerful foes, but scorns powerful, and cerebral foes.

A coarse martial artist is not scary, but if this martial artist is skillful in calculating, it makes one’s head hurt.

The beautiful and stunning Liuli Bodhisattva frowned, the young monk Guangxian also face sinking like water, Buddha as a super-powerful, of course, not to be a first-class martial arts “counterattack” seriously injured, bad in His suppression of the rhythm of the God of the Shush all of a sudden was interrupted.

A large amount of blood spurted out of the dark red flesh wall, and the flesh wall that had been frantically squeezing Shenshi was briefly confused at this moment, just like a person who had suffered an attack and was temporarily interrupted from what he was doing.

Without needing anyone’s reminder, Shenshu seized the once-in-a-lifetime opportunity and turned back with a flourish, stabbing his hands into the flesh walls on both sides of his head, letting out a deep, low roar, his muscles bulging out one by one, containing terrifying greatness.

In between the pain of the “monster”, he yanked back, pulling his head out of the wall of flesh in which it was embedded.

Snapping …….. Dense threads of blood ripped off one after another, like pulling a tough tendon.

Shinshu, finally reclaimed the head.

He cupped his hands around his head and placed them gently on his skull.

Forward and reverse Don t load the wrong ah ……… God s thoughts swept through, and Xu Qi an, who spied this scene, relieved his inner excitement by spitting.

He knew that a true half-step Martial God had resurfaced.

The flesh and blood of the head and neck wriggled on their own and connected with each other, and in the blink of an eye, Shenshu’s head was reunited with his physical body without any scars, as if the head had never left the body for five hundred years.

The eyes, tightly closed on the handsome face with raised brow bones, snapped open!

The sky and the earth are in a state of flux.

Xu Qi’an, Gala Tree, Liuli, and Guangxian, who were in the Devil Suppressing Stream, subconsciously raised their heads, and through the opening of the abyss, they saw that the sky was dark with clouds, and the thick clouds formed a swirling vortex.

The exaggerated vortex, which might be more than ten miles in diameter, slowly rotated, seemingly slowly, but in reality, it set off a terrifying hurricane on earth.

Sand, dirt, rocks, cows and sheep, people, houses ……… everything on the surface of the earth, rolled up into the sky.

Only the surviving monks of Arundhari, with their own cultivation, resisted the force that came from nowhere.

This is not a disturbance of the elements of heaven and earth, this is a vision of heaven and earth, the end of the world.

The elemental turbulence created by a First Grade Martial Artist was nothing compared to this.

Within a hundred miles of Aranta, all living beings prostrated themselves on the ground, as if they were facing an abyss.

Trepidation rose from their hearts, unable to tell if it was due to seeing that terrifying vortex in the sky or being suppressed by the aura of a half-step Martial God.

The only ones who didn’t prostrate were the transcendent powerhouses of the Great Feng Fang, and the Rainmaker Nalan Tianlu, but this was probably the last of their dignity.

These transcendent powerhouses were filled with emotions of terror and awe within their hearts, their hearts flooded with the long-lost feeling that they themselves were ants.

“This, this breath ………”

Li Miaozhen’s lips trembled and she warily said:

“Is it Buddha or Shinshu?”

The Nine-tailed Heavenly Fox sat cross-legged, her beautiful face flickering with a mixture of sadness and joy:

“It’s Shenshu, it’s Shenshu, he’s finally reorganized his physical body.”

Since the destruction of the Ten Thousand Demon Kingdom, she had been thinking of unlocking the seal of Shenshu, so that her father could be resurrected and reborn in the true sense of the word, and so that the Ten Thousand Demon Kingdom could have a standing pillar of the town.

Five hundred years later, she did it.

“Xu Qi’an has succeeded.”

The Nine-Tailed Sky Fox took a deep breath and quickly suppressed the excitement in her heart, allowing the emotions to stop spreading and resuming as the unperturbed, always smiling Lord of the Ten Thousand Demon Kingdom.

But the slight joy that appeared between the corners of his eyes was difficult to calm down in a short period of time.

Now that she thought about it, supporting Xu Qi’an’s growth and betting her chips on him was the best thing she had ever done in her five hundred years.

When she first heard that the night concubine had been whored out by a human man every day in the Department of Education, and had fallen in love with that man, the Nine-Tailed Sky Fox’s heart was filled with murderous intent.

Later she quietly descended on the Night Hime, intending to let the man die without a word, but the Supervisor was secretly giving her a warning shot.

It was also in that communication that she chose to work with Supervisor Zheng, secretly laying out a plan to try to inject leverage in Xu Qi’an.

One of the “bets” was to bring Godswill’s right arm to his place.

“Half-step Martial God, it’s really terrifying, it gives me the feeling like I’m looking directly at the Witch God from a close distance ……….”

Nalan Tianlu stood with a slightly stooped body, his white hair and sleeves fluttering fiercely in the wild air currents, and the sandstorm and all sorts of messy debris made the distant Alanta turn hazy and indistinct.

The Rainmaker could feel a resurgence of power in the depths of Arantha.

Nalan Tianlu could still feel it so clearly, not to mention the three Bodhisattvas who were in the Devil Suppressing Stream at the moment, as well as Xu Qi’an.

In the belly of the mountain, the terrifying aura was rapidly climbing, endlessly climbing, as if it was breeding terrifying monsters.

To fight such monsters, the entire Arundel came completely alive.

Mountains slipped, cliffs cracked, a temple was swallowed by a crack in the earth, a forest sank into the ground, and in the cracks of the earth, tender red flesh and blood wriggled; it might have been a mere resurgence, but it wreaked havoc on mortals like a sky-scraping catastrophe.

In the deep red grotto, the layers of flesh and blood wriggled, constantly squeezing and devouring Shenshu.

“Boom!”

The wall of flesh not far behind Xu Qi’an suddenly exploded with an exaggerated gush of blood and flesh, like meat foam that had been chopped up and used to make pies, where a huge gash was torn out.

Then, with another ‘boom’, the chakra that tore through the wall of flesh slammed into the towering wall of flesh on the opposite side.

What a terrifying power, is this a half step martial god ……… Xu Qi an s pupils shrunk slightly, he was taught the horror of this mountain of flesh, and the Zhenguo sword could only cut out the sword marks of a cup of water, and it could not open up the channel.

With all my might, I could only slightly break open the slit.

However, a simple punch from Shinshu directly opened up the channel and blasted the Buddha’s flesh and blood apart.

As his thoughts flickered, the walls of flesh squirmed rapidly, quickly repairing the gap.

Boom boom boom ……… The towering walls of flesh kept blowing open gaps, and the meat sprayed like a torrential rain, pouring on Xu Qi an and on the three Bodhisattvas.

As if they possessed life, these blood and flesh produced their own threads of blood and tried to burrow into the cortex.

However, their power was too tiny to be able to deal with a first-grade martial artist, and with a casual wipe of Xu Qi’an’s hand, they fell to the ground before merging into the tender red flesh and returning to their original bodies.

Boom boom boom!

The mountain of flesh continued to deform from the explosions, sometimes expanding, sometimes shrinking inward, like a trembling piece of jelly.

It was no longer subdued, as if every moment of suppressing a half-step Martial God was a huge exertion.

Boom!

This time, the explosion was far stronger than any other time in the past, and a huge figure broke through the flesh, his skin as black as ink, with twelve pairs of cascading arms, his features ugly in a heroic way, and a black flame mark on his brow.

In the back of his head, there was the blazing ring of fire.

Vajra Dharma of Godhead.

The moment this Dharma phase appeared, this heaven and earth trembled, and the vortex of dark clouds converging in the sky was expanding and spreading, creating an apocalyptic scene.

The “Buddha” was no exception, as endless flesh and blood climbed up Shenshu’s body, trying to wrap around him and devour him.

Ten feet, twenty feet, fifty feet, one hundred feet ………. Shenshu’s Vajra Dharma phase quickly “swelled” to a height of two hundred feet, like a giant standing on top of the sky and the ground.

In the process of rapidly growing taller, the twelve pairs of arms either pounded the mountain of flesh or tore off the flesh and blood adhering to the surface of the body, surprisingly suppressing the suspected Buddha’s mountain of flesh.

But the flesh and blood seemed endless, and the mountain of flesh swelled as much as he grew taller.

The dark clouds in the sky formed swirls that resembled a heavenly leak, and underneath the dull celestial light, giants two hundred feet tall tangled with twisted and terrifying mountains of flesh.

To Li Miaozhen and the others in the distance, this scene was nothing less than the gods and devils in the ancient times, even though they had not experienced that era.

“Shenshu has regained his true body, we can’t let him leave the Western Region, we have to seal him again.” Gala Tree’s face was serious.

They felt the pressure all of a sudden.

For the time being, the tussle between the Buddha and Shenshu is unlikely to be decided in a short time, but although the Buddha has accumulated five hundred years of reserves, for some reason the nine Dharma phases are unable to be exerted.

The only Great Sun Reincarnation Dharma Phase that could be used now was also not at its peak.

Bodhisattva Guangxian narrowed his eyes and looked out at the gigantic Dharma phase, as well as the raging mountain of flesh, and murmured:

“The Buddha needs our strength.”

Gara Tree and Liuli looked at each other and nodded in silent agreement.

The glazed Bodhisattva’s plain white, jade-like carved left hand probed into his right sleeve and gently pulled out a small, dark, slender dragon.

The black dragon’s tail was hooked to a luscious jade pot.

The little dragon took a bite of the glazed Bodhisattva’s tiger’s mouth and greedily swallowed the woman Bodhisattva’s essence blood.

As it swallows, the black dragon’s head turns a golden color, including its mane.

What is this doing, what is this dragon ………..　Xu Qi’an, who was currently rising on the royal wind, saw this scene and was not sure what they were going to do, but knew that he could not allow the Bodhisattvas to continue, and intended to stop them, but the martial artist’s premonition of a crisis told him that he could not get close, and that once he got close to the mountain of flesh, he would

There’s a risk to life.

While he was watching from the sidelines, the black dragon had already swallowed the essence blood of Guangxian and Galaxia Tree one after another.

It went from a small black dragon to a small golden dragon cast in gold.

While the little golden dragon’s metamorphosis was completed, the activity of the surrounding mountains of flesh increased all of a sudden, as if it was somewhat impatient.

The little golden dragon flew prematurely, letting out a clear roar, followed by a headlong dive, crushing itself into a mountain of flesh.

Boo!

The golden dragon exploded, turning into stars and crumbs of golden light that merged into the blood-colored flesh mountain.

Immediately after that, those golden light debris displayed a starburst, spreading rapidly, little by little, dyeing the bloody flesh mountain into gold.

Xu Qi’an, who was in the air, immediately detected an energy of supreme rigidity and yang, and this mountain of flesh that was suspected to have been transformed by the Buddha was like a volcano at this moment.

Garosu, Guangxian, and Liuli Bodhisattva sat in meditation, their bodies slowly sinking into the mountain of flesh, as if they were sinking into a swamp.

The next moment, a surprising scene occurred.

This terrifying mountain of flesh no longer entangled Shenshu, instead, it took the initiative to leave the half-step Martial God, consciously coalescing and writhing, and after a few more moments, the silhouette of a great Buddha seated on a flickering plate was formed.

When the outline of this great Buddha was formed, the gold lacquer was stained just right all over, transforming it into a golden statue of the Buddha.

Standing hundreds of feet tall, even when he was sitting in a cross-legged position, he was on par with Shenshu.

The Buddha statue had no five senses, the whole thing was blurred, and even less emotion and divine thoughts came through, as if it was just a rule of heaven and earth.

The blackened Vajra Dharma stopped all movement and silently gazed at the golden Buddha that was equal in height to himself.

Contrary to the Buddha statue, the pitch-black Vajra Dharma phase had round eyes and a furious aura, filled with the will to fight the heavens and the earth.

It was as if there was no existence in the world that he could fear or be afraid of, even if the Superpin was no exception.

It’s like a god of war.

On one side, the Buddha was shrouded in Buddhist light, majestic and sacred, seated on a plate as the supreme saint of the Buddhist Sect; on the other side, there was a dark, gnarled and muscular Vajra Dharma phase with a slightly hideous appearance.

Behind the Buddha, the clouds in the sky were light gold, shedding soft Buddhist light, and the sound of Sanskrit singing resounded from the void, like a happy land on earth.

Behind Shenshu, there was an apocalyptic scene of a huge whirlpool like a heavenly funnel, as well as a hazy sandstorm.

It was as if the world had been cut in half, clearly separated.

It is just like a Taiji fish with one yin and one yang.

The Buddha has truly appeared ……… at this moment, Xu Qi An almost shouted out “Sorry to bother you”.

He squinted, scrutinizing the blurred outline of the Buddha.

In his heart, for no reason, he recalled the sentence that Supervisor Zheng had written in How to Promote a Half-Step Martial God:

Jumping out of the three worlds, being in the invisible.

Song Qing’s interpretation of the first half of the sentence was – the higher the cultivation level, the less the seven emotions and six desires.

While his heart was pounding, the golden color that covered the mountain of flesh began to converge towards a single spot, causing a piercing light to emanate from there, like a rising sun.

The Great Day of the Wheel of Dharma!

Again?　Xu Qi’an took advantage of the fact that the **sun hadn’t yet risen and disappeared with a shadow jump.