Novel Full Chapter 669 - Chapter 669: Chapter 427: Soul Searching
Chapter 669: Chapter 427: Soul Searching
“Crack!”
With all his might, he struck, but failed to break the energy barrier; instead, causing the flesh and blood lotus seat beneath him to crack, and a huge number of spell characters burst forth like a gushing stream of blood.
An attack that not only failed, but backfired!
Just then…
“Boom!”
Xu Yang invoked his Taoist magic, and thunder exploded, conjuring a shadowy figure behind him. It was none other than a Thunder God General, arms coiled with the Azure Dragon, shoulders weighed down by the White Tiger, back joined with the Vermilion Bird, feet stepping on the Black Tortoise, body harboring the Kylin, all radiant in five-colored light, wholly composed of thunder.
In an instant, the shadow solidified, the God General’s might arose, and his ten-zhang tall figure assumed a towering stance, pressing down menacingly on the Buddha Mother Bodhisattva atop the flesh and blood lotus seat.
The Buddha Mother, sitting upright on her lotus seat, merely three or four zhang in height, seemed extremely small before the Thunder God General, who towered over ten zhang tall, feeling an even greater pressure.
Faced with the furiously approaching Lord of Thunder, the Buddha Mother switched from offense to defense, reverted to her old tricks – her finger spun the ring, uttered true words of power, her spell characters returned like a tide, and together with the flesh and blood platform, transformed into a Black Lotus bud, hinting at the idea of reincarnation.
The ring, a Buddhist magic artifact symbolizing the cycle of rebirth and the embodiment of “maintenance,” hence possessed unparalleled defensive power, positioned to counteract the Vajra Pestle, capable of resolving all disasters and misfortunes in the world.
The Desire Realm Demon, born from Buddhism, not only wielded great divine powers like the Six Syllables Mantra but also commanded various demon artifacts that corresponded to the sacred Buddhist treasures, embodying the mystery of the Great Dao that converges by myriad pathways.
Now, the Black Buddha Mother had switched to defense, raising the ring magic artifact with one arm, transforming into a pitch-black lotus seat three or four zhang high and wholly intact. Unified above and below like the cycle of heaven and earth, it was nearly at the pinnacle of perfection.
One could only imagine such defense.
However…
“BOOM!!!”
The camera angle suddenly shifted, offering a high-angle perspective, overlooking Jiuqu Mountain.
There, in the eerily silent and boundless darkness, stood a Thunder God integrated with the Five Elements, pressing down on the Demon Buddha’s lotus seat. He raised his arm, brandishing his whip for an assault, summoning an enormous roar and a blast of thunder, which illuminated the dark wilderness in an instant, rendering the sky and earth pale, the sun and moon devoid of light.
“Rumble rumble rumble!”
Amidst the roaring noise, the ground shook, the mountains trembled, and dust and smoke billowed.
After some time, everything returned to calm, and all abnormal phenomena dissipated.
The mighty figure was no longer there, nor the thunder, only a stiff flesh and blood lotus seat stood rigid in the middle of Jiuqu Mountain.
The focus shifted again, the perspective returning to show the silent, sword-wielding Taoist man, simply observing the Demon Buddha’s reaction.
“Crack!”
A sound rang out, sharp and piercing, echoing through the mountains.
All eyes followed the noise, only to see a crack, which with the dispersal of the lightning, spread from the base of the lotus seat upwards, cutting through the Buddha Mother’s body, and reaching the demonic ring, as lightning shattered it from within, the damage shocking to behold.
This was just the beginning; what followed was even more severe.
“Crack! Crack! Crack!”
One after another, countless cracks spread with the lightning, swiftly covering the entire body, from top to bottom, inside out. Even the now still demon ring magic artifact was not spared.
Finally…
“Bang!!!”
A loud noise sounded, lightning purged, and the flesh and blood lotus seat explosively shattered, the Buddha Mother’s body blasted to smithereens.
“…”
“…”
“…”
In an instant, utter silence prevailed, no echo was heard.
Only the Taoist man flicked his sleeves, retracted the Mana Altar from the incense table, and on rising clouds, he ascended towards the high heavens.
Such was the conclusion, the dust settled, and the astounded crowd snapped back into reality, staring at the clouds pierced by lightning in the broadcast, the chat erupted into chaos once more.
“This…”
“Is it over?”
“What was that just now…”
“Can you really call upon gods?”
“Lord of Thunder aids me, exterminating evil and demons!”
“This person’s cultivation in the Thunder Series, has it reached such a level?”
“One strike to annihilate the Buddha Mother’s incarnation, could this ability be…”
“Could he be a Golden Core expert?”
“Temple of War God, Mingxiao Taoist Temple… Who exactly is this holy being?”
For a moment, there was chaos everywhere, as tumultuous as a raging sea with no place untouched.
“…”
Outside Jiuqu Mountain, Nie Hailong looked up to the high sky, watching the Thunder Clouds drift away, finding himself at a loss for words for a long time.
That night, the impact was so vast, the shock so intense, that commoners could hardly imagine it.
Just then, an assistant approached, “Director, there’s news from Wuyuan Town. The strange fog has dissipated, and there have been hardly any casualties. Moreover, a Black Lotus Sect Elder who had exhausted his mana was captured. It was he, along with several Black Lotus Sect followers, who created the foggy environment that trapped a large number of people…”
“With the Buddha Mother gone, the Black Lotus Sect will not crumble to dust overnight, but it will certainly be weakened to the point of no recovery,”
Nie Hailong shook his head and said with a wry smile, “But there are far more than just one Black Lotus Sect in this world!”
…
The live broadcast ended, but its influence continued to ferment.
Elsewhere, in the wilderness, the clouds returned, once again settling over the Taoist Temples.
Xu Yang entered the temple and arrived before the Mana Altar. He took out several Spirit Stones, sat down cross-legged, and started to recover his mana.
Being endowed by Heavenly Thunder boosted his foundation tremendously, and although its power was remarkable, the consumption was equally terrifying. His mana was completely drained, even damaging his origin. If he didn’t recover quickly, hidden dangers could be buried, affecting his future path.
This was the result of him being a Daoist Law Ancestor, deeply cultivating the Heavenly Heart Five Thunder.
Had it been an average Thunder Cultivator daring to do such an act, they would have undoubtedly perished, turned to dust.
But he was not ordinary, not only was his cultivation exceptional, he also possessed an external aid that granted him an array of special traits.
Thus, this self-destructive, desperate tactic in his hands was nothing more than a common mana point, as long as he replenished it timely after the battle, it would not leave behind any hidden dangers affecting his future path.
Soon, the Spirit Stones turned to dust as if they were incense ash. The Spiritual Energy was like sweet dew, filling his parched body, nourishing his damaged meridians.
Xu Yang also closed his eyes, sitting quietly below the Mana Altar, silently regulating his breath, peacefully cultivating.
In the past half year, apart from the facade of farming matters, he had also purchased a batch of materials for constructing a Mana Altar, rebuilding Mingxiao Taoist Temple in these deep mountains, and conveniently letting “Thunder Lightning Mana King Shi Jian,” this alter ego, reenter the Martial World.
Why create another alter ego? Wasn’t the Martial Frenzied Rascal enough?
No!
Although his Martial Path live streams were very successful, deterring various powers including the Federation’s agencies, this deterrence was not permanent. Anyone with a bit of intelligence could see that he was outwardly strong but inwardly weak.
If he were truly powerful, why would he act in such a manner? He would simply suppress the entire situation directly.
Only those who are outwardly strong but inwardly weak would act so mysteriously; it was the manifestation of insecurity.
If the Martial Frenzied Rascal continued his actions, he would surely attract truly powerful masters.
Therefore, Xu Yang pulled out “Shi Jian” as another alter ego to scare the tiger away from the mountain, to add more deterrence to himself, gaining more time for development without affecting his live streams.
After all, he was currently only at the Third Realm of cultivation, and though he could achieve the combat power comparable to a Golden Core of the Third Realm with the Heavenly Thunder Endowment, this was not something he could sustain through constant use.
Now, by introducing the identity of Shi Jian, not only did he establish his reputation and scare the tiger away from the mountain to gain more developmental time, but he also took this opportunity to spread the Taoist Scriptures, accelerating his Taoist cultivation, killing two birds with one stone.
It wasn’t just Shi Jian; if necessary, Xu Yang would pull out several more alter egos, for the waters of this world were too deep, and the intimidation of just one Shi Jian was far from enough.
What about splitting his presence in front of the camera?
With Taiyi, this was not a problem at all; creating a virtual image would solve it.
In this way, several days later.
Inside Mingxiao Taoist Temple, Xu Yang, who had recovered his mana, opened his eyes and took out a sealed Yin Altar from within his robe.
Inside the altar was a soul, the soul of the Lord of the Black Lotus.
This was the only spoil of war from his journey, with nothing else to be had, not even a trace on the Lord of the Black Lotus himself, for all resources had been devoted to that Buddha Mother incarnation.
But it didn’t matter, Xu Yang did not lack such trivial profits; the soul of the Lord of the Black Lotus was enough.
He intended to search the soul!
He had had enough of living a life full of riddles and was ready to lift the veil of mystery to deeply understand the situation and the truths of this world.
The Lord of the Black Lotus was his target. As the leader of the Black Lotus Sect, he must know many secrets.
So…
“Ah!”
Xu Yang activated his mana, his consciousness piercing like a needle into the soul of his prisoner, eliciting a pitiful and miserable shriek.
But it was just a shriek. The Lord of the Black Lotus was no more than a Foundation Establishment cultivator, and now he was merely a soul without flesh or body; how could he withstand a restored Xu Yang?
In this manner, after a moment.
Xu Yang opened his eyes, his expression shifting.
“Ancient Times, divine battle, self-sealing!”
“Blessed land, Cave Heaven, Immortal Realm!”
“Red Moon, Desire Realm, Boxun!”
“So it is, so it is!”