Chapter 781: Suppressing the Ancestral Pagoda

Even Qing Xuan's face turned as pale as paper.

Liu Xi did not enact collective punishment—he only killed those of the Mo Lineage and Xuan Lineage. As for the others, Liu Xi did not touch them.

After all, those two were simply disgusting. Previously, Liu Xi had held back somewhat, but now his strength had soared; he carried the aura of a hero, and those two fools had jumped right in front of him. They stretched out their necks, waiting to be chopped—if he didn't chop them, Liu Xi wouldn't feel at ease.

Liu Xi rose abruptly. With Zi Yan and Qing Lin accompanying him, he flew toward the depths of the Pagoda Realm—toward that faintly visible, towering black pagoda.

As for the fearful yet faintly resentful gazes behind him, Liu Xi didn't care. He had already killed half their Heavenly Sovereigns; if the remaining half were equally ignorant of life and death, he wouldn't mind killing them too.

If they really had that kind of backbone, how would they have fallen to this pathetic state? Their lineage weakened, constant internal strife… If not for Qing Yanjing's existence, the Buddha Clan would've long been eliminated by the tides of time.

Moments later—

Liu Xi hovered in the air. A thousand meters ahead, a colossal black pagoda pierced into the earth and stretched straight into the clouds, endless Buddha power flowing through its body.

Black and white Spiritual Energy intertwined, forming wondrous phenomena around it, converging on every surface of the pagoda. Terrifying, destructive power surged atop it.

Profound, dense, unyielding.

Liu Xi narrowed his eyes. The immense Spiritual Energy within this black pagoda was not inferior to the Yin-Yang Maha Gourd. It was absolutely a peak Peerless Saint Artifact.

And because they were currently inside the Pagoda Realm and unable to borrow the Heaven and Earth Energy of the Burning Heaven Continent, even Liu Xi would need to exert his full strength to suppress the Ancestral Pagoda.

"Zi Yan, Qing Lin—stand back."

Liu Xi instructed calmly. His hands formed a circle before him, and the next moment, boundless divine radiance erupted. Chaotic Spiritual Energy surged, and a massive cauldron tore through the air.

Seeing this, Zi Yan and Qing Lin wisely retreated ten thousand miles away. Once Liu Xi began fighting the Ancestral Pagoda, he might not have the time to watch over them—and they would never allow themselves to become his burden.

Logically speaking, when he destroyed the Guardian Clan Array earlier, the Ancestral Pagoda should've sensed it. Even though Futu Xuan's Sovereign Sea had been destroyed and he had fallen to Immortal Grade Heavenly Sovereign, he still could have mobilised the pagoda, giving Liu Xi at least some trouble.

But now—clearly something was wrong.

Since Liu Xi was not a member of the Buddha Clan, he normally couldn't enter the Ancestral Pagoda. But brute force would work just fine.

What could the Ancestral Pagoda possibly withstand burning better than the Yin-Yang Maha Gourd?

Liu Xi sneered, placing a hand on the Azure Lotus Cauldron.

"Azure Lotus Cauldron… It's up to you."

Azure Lotus Cauldron's spirit. (/≧▽≦)/

Its fire mouth gaped open, and an endless sea of Azure Lotus Flame poured forth—not as violent as when clashing with the Yin-Yang Maha Gourd, but still unimaginably powerful.

The sea of azure fire engulfed the sky, completely wrapping the Ancestral Pagoda. The raging flames seemed capable of burning all existence. Even the pagoda trembled violently.

Meanwhile, deep within the pagoda—

This space was wide and ancient, filled with an ancient pagoda aura accumulated over tens of thousands of years.

This aura was the key to forming the Buddha Clan's true Pagoda, and later, the foundation for refining an actual Divine Pagoda.

Otherwise, even if outsiders trained the Great Pagoda Art and formed a Pagoda, it would be nothing more than a hollow imitation.

Here, two ten-thousand-zhang Divine Pagodas towered like crystal, emanating frightening power with an indestructible presence.

One was still slightly immature; the other was far more stable and heavy. Strangely, they were locked in a delicate confrontation.

Normally, the immature one would be no match for the heavier pagoda—but inside the Ancestral Pagoda, things were different.

Aside from raw strength, mastery over the pagoda itself was equally decisive.

Suddenly, an aged voice roared.

"Qing Yanjing! The destruction of the Azure Flame Heaven is already inevitable! How long will you remain stubborn? If I don't bring you back, will you really die alongside it?!"

Qing Yanjing's cold voice followed.

"If we perish, then we perish together. Azure Flame Heaven is my home. I have my husband. I have my sisters. Only there do I feel like a person—and not your tool."

Futu Xuan sighed helplessly. Originally, he only meant to confine Qing Yanjing temporarily—planning to release her after Azure Flame Heaven was annihilated.

But after Liu Xi shattered his Sovereign Sea, dropping him to Immortal Grade Heavenly Sovereign, his control over the pagoda weakened. Qing Yanjing, with her purer bloodline, seized the opportunity and took part of the pagoda's authority.

If he left now, she would escape immediately. So he had been forced to guard this place, waiting for the fall of Azure Flame Heaven.

Only after she lost all hope would she obediently return to serve the Buddha Clan.

"You call him husband, yet he defiled you and didn't even give you a proper name. Now he's dead, and you're still willing to die for him?"

Qing Yanjing bit her lip, despair flickering in her eyes—but she still held a sliver of hope.

She wanted to return to the Burning Heaven Continent. Liu Xi had promised her, before departing, to return to her.

Even if she were to die… she wanted to die there.

BOOM!

Suddenly, the Ancestral Pagoda shook violently. Endless ancestral aura surged, temperatures soared, and the space twisted.

Like a volcano on the verge of eruption—

Wild and chaotic.

"Someone is attacking the pagoda!"

Futu Xuan's expression changed drastically. The Ancestral Pagoda lay deep within the Pagoda Realm. To attack it, one had to break through the Guardian Clan Array and bypass countless Buddha Clan experts.

Someone attacking now meant only one thing—

The Buddha Clan was already in crisis.

Panic filled his heart.

Though stubborn and rigid, Futu Xuan truly cared for the Buddha Clan. If they were being slaughtered, he could not sit still.

"Qing Yanjing! The Buddha Clan may be on the brink of destruction! If you still acknowledge your bloodline, fight with me!"

He leapt upward, shooting out of the pagoda with his Divine Pagoda following behind.

Qing Yanjing frowned. Although she disliked the Buddha Clan, this place still held her past—her memories. Therefore…

She decided to leave the pagoda.

With a twist of her waist, she shot upward like a willow branch dancing in the wind—graceful, breathtaking, ethereal.

But once she left…

Would she fight?

Or would she defect?

That… was yet to be seen.

(End of Chapter)

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