NOVPUB"Monk?" Xu Zimei said with a smile, "Why aren’t you earnestly offering incense and praying to the Buddha in the temple? What brings you to this dazzling world?"
"Well, I myself am quite the worldly monk. What’s wrong with that," chuckled Monk Huijue.
"Young brother, you should first take care of the matter at hand."
Xu Zimei looked up at Yue Shan and said with a smile, "Beaten the younger, now comes the elder?"
"I won’t make it difficult for you. I will each make a move with Mage Huijue, and if you survive our attacks, I will let you go," Yue Shan said indifferently.
"Little brother, I’m just here to liven things up, just to see what the younger generation is like these days. No malice intended," Monk Huijue explained with a smile.
"You guys from Long River Immortal Sect really aren’t much, considering I once saved one of your core elders," Xu Zimei said, shaking his head.
"By the way, a word of advice: you should use all your strength. Otherwise, I’m afraid I might kill you."
"How arrogant," Yue Shan huffed coldly.
At that moment, the might of the Divine Vein Realm surged around him.
He looked like a towering mountain, with no end in sight when looking up.
Xu Zimei could tell that the opponent had just broken through to the Divine Vein Realm and was currently at the first level.
However, the deep foundation of the cultivation technique he practiced seemed quite profound, so his base was also solid.
He dropped his palm in an attack that seemed to be just a simple palm strike.
But to Xu Zimei’s eyes, this palm strike wasn’t just a hand, but rather a whole complete mountain.
The power of a great mountain is insurmountable, majestic yet steadfast.
Move a myriad of mountains, and all the waters and hills will have spirit.
The spirit is immortal, the high mountain stands through the ages past.
With this palm strike, the Tyrant Shadow in Xu Zimei’s hand came out of its sheath as well.
Heaven Shaking blade intent burst forth from the Curved Blade, the blade intent gathering momentum, concentrating strength, the Curved Blade like the sea, converging in the sky into a Torrent.
"What is this," exclaimed Monk Huijue, surprised by the momentum.
Only to see Xu Zimei slowly swinging the long blade in his hand, at this moment, as the blade fell, the whole space collapsed with it.
I regard the Curved Blade with all its sharpness revealed, as the Curved Blade truly regards me.
In this moment, the "rumbling" Curved Blade carried a Supreme blade intent as it soared toward the Firmament.
The mountain pressured down by Yue Shan’s palm instantly collapsed, followed by a loud "boom."
The mountain was destroyed, and it seemed not the mountain that broke, but his hand.
In the world, it seemed nothing was left but that one slash, everything else in front of the blade’s light seemed as illusory as flowers reflected in a mirror or the moon’s reflection on water.
Yue Shan stared blankly at his right hand, dripping with blood and covered with dense blade marks; his entire hand was nearly useless.
When he tried to heal the blade wound with spiritual energy, he discovered that there was still a blade intent inside, continuously damaging his palm.
"Looking down on someone?" Xu Zimei said to Yue Shan, speaking indifferently.
"You’re of the Divine Vein Realm," Yue Shan said, gazing at Xu Zimei with a grave expression, inquiring.
"You’re not worthy. It would be more suitable if one of your ancient ancestors from the Long River Immortal Sect came," Xu Zimei replied indifferently.
Then he turned his gaze to Monk Huijue and asked, "Great monk, will you make a move?"
"Since I’ve spoken, a man of faith must not tell lies. Naturally, I must try," said Monk Huijue with a wry smile.
"I knew stirring up trouble would lead to nothing good. Surely the Buddha was right; there are no vexations in the world. Joy and suffering are all self-inflicted."
"There goes the great monk, reflecting on life again," laughed Xu Zimei.
"Be careful," Yue Shan warned from the side.
Suddenly, Monk Huijue shook his head and sighed, put his hands together, and gazed ahead with an austere look.
"I am the Buddha Ancestor, I am joy and suffering."
The solemn words spilled from the mouth of Monk Huijue, and then his figure began to transform.
It evolved into the likeness of a Buddha Ancestor.
This Buddha Ancestor seemed to harbor a multitude of expressions, one side with a constant smile, and the other with a face of sorrow and worry.
"Would the benefactor be willing to lay down the butcher’s knife?" the Buddha statue spoke, its voice carrying a strange tone as it inquired.
"The grand monk is swindling people again," Xu Zimei laughed, the Blade Intent of his Curved Blade sweeping across as he attacked once more.
"The sea of suffering of all beings," chanted Monk Huijue lightly, almost singing the phrase.
Suddenly, the entire firmament was obscured, a Dark Sea originating from the edge of the sky spread forth.
Within this Sea of Suffering, every facet of beings was reflected.
Millions of people, millions of faces.
The Sea of Suffering enveloped Xu Zimei, and immediately, darkness surged towards him.
Some were in pain, some laughed, some were angry, some mourned, all madly assaulting Xu Zimei.
Xu Zimei wielded his blade, the Tyrant Shadow passing through these figures.
He then realized that the scene before him was an attack on the Divine Soul, not a physical reality.
"In this world, I have yet to encounter a Divine Soul attack capable of breaking my Nine Regions Grand Body."
Xu Zimei chuckled lightly.
As all these figures rushed towards Xu Zimei, the Howling Sun Wolf within the first chamber of the Nine Regions grid stood tall.
With the breath of ancient times, it ferociously blocked the way, devouring and tearing apart anyone who entered.
Seeing this scene, Mage Huijue’s eyes sharpened, his Buddha eyes opened wide, turning the tide.
Within this Sea of Suffering, Mage Huijue chanted the Buddhist scriptures gently, followed by a thunderous shout.
"All beings become Buddhas."
Then, those who had been madly rushing at Xu Zimei abruptly stopped, all standing still, their faces serene.
With palms pressed together, their bodies radiated intense golden light, and they all transformed into Buddhas.
When these figures all became Buddha statues, their speed, strength, and attacking power all significantly increased.
The dense crowd of Buddha statues charged like a Torrent, overwhelming and unstoppable.
The Howling Sun Wolf gradually became exhausted, and finally, the first Buddha statue broke through the defense of the first chamber of the grid.
The second chamber’s doors opened, revealing another Divine Beast guarding within.
This Divine Beast at first glance resembled a Roc, its entire body golden, its wings spanning thousands of miles when extended.
The second chamber was a watery domain, and there the Kun Roc flew high above the water.
But with a closer look, it would be clear that this mighty creature fed on dragons, the Kun Roc.
Submerged in the azure sea, swimming in the vast currents, breathing through gills in the roiling waves, tossing its tail beneath the wind and the waves.
Fluffing its feathers, indulging in drink and peck, folding its wings between the heavens and earth, turning its neck beside the rivers and seas.
The Kun Roc’s feathers stretched to the sky, it gathered winds of ninety-thousand li, its scales traversed the seas, and it struck the waters thrice thousand times.
When this Golden Winged Kun Roc appeared in the watery domain, its vast body was almost unimaginable.
Its claws skimmed the sea surface, and with "rumbling" explosions, the entire sea surface was whipped into a tornado. 𝖓𝖔𝖛𝔭𝖚𝖇.𝔠𝖔𝔪
Upon reaching here, the Buddha statues plunged into the water, preparing to cross the river and break this layer.
With a piercing screech from the Kun Roc, it broke through the Endless Void, the sea roared and boiled.
As its wings fell, sharp lin feathers fluttered between heaven and earth, and hundreds of Buddha statues were completely destroyed.
"What exactly is this Palace of the Divine Soul?" Monk Huijue exclaimed in shock.
Before he could react, the Golden Winged Kun Roc transformed into a streak of light and rushed towards him.
