Chapter 267 - 293: A Fist Crumbles the Buddha’s Face

BOOM!

Amidst the mountains, the giant Wood Demon crumbled apart. Large swaths of roots and vines fell away, tumbling down in a billowing cloud of dust.

They crashed into the forest with a thunderous roar.

The Fox Daoist, who had fled far away, was now prostrate on the muddy ground. An indescribable, immense pressure weighed on his heart, causing him to tremble uncontrollably. He could barely breathe, and dared not even think of resisting.

A Feather Transformation Realm Great Power!

One of the supreme titans of the current age—the Rebirth Buddha Venerable of the Wansheng Institute!

He never would have dreamed that such a terrifying Martial Arts Great Power would appear here. Even a pendant, casually carved, possessed enough power to crush the very heavens.

’Such terrifying might... perhaps only a Great Demon on the level of the Seven Heroes and Three Li could match it, right?’

How could he not be terrified?

"The Ancestor’s divine might!"

"The Ancestor’s divine might!"

The monks of Celestial Origin Temple gazed at the Buddha’s face with fanatical expressions. They all fell to their knees in worship, their eyes filled with excitement and fervor.

Amidst the ruins, Elder Hui De, still coughing up blood, finally breathed a sigh of relief.

At the same time, his heart was bleeding.

This pendant was a protective talisman given to many of the direct disciples of the Wansheng Institute. Once activated, it was powerful enough to repel any enemy below the Feather Transformation Realm.

Even experts at the Ninth Level of the Void Realm would usually choose not to act, so as to avoid antagonizing a Feathered Transformation Great Power.

How could such a precious item be anything but?

To waste it on a Wood Demon of the same realm was agonizing. How could he not be filled with resentment?

Unfortunately, things had already come to this. He had no other choice if he wanted to live.

BUZZ!

But just then, the cry of a sword suddenly rang in his ear.

The sword’s cry was like the chorus of a flock of birds, like the gurgling of a babbling brook, like the clatter of pearls and jade falling onto a plate.

Then, the sharp clang of Golden Jade striking together erupted.

Elder Hui De couldn’t help but look toward the sound.

Beneath the brilliant Buddha’s Light, the phantom of a massive Black Tripod suddenly appeared on a distant mountaintop.

At first, the tripod was only a few zhang across, but it quickly expanded in all directions.

As it grew, it rose into the air, and with a slow tremor, a profound Dao rhythm flowed out from it, seeming to resonate with the surrounding world.

In the blink of an eye, it grew to a hundred zhang, a thousand zhang, then ten thousand zhang!

And above the tripod, streams of blazing Karmic Fire soared and roared!

Like True Dragons dancing wildly.

"This is... a Daoist Palace Dharma Aspect!?"

Elder Hui De was stunned, finding it hard to believe his eyes!

He had once been a prodigy himself, having condensed a thousand-zhang Dharma Aspect in the Dao Palace Realm, which was considered a sign of top-tier talent.

A thousand-zhang Dharma Aspect was the limit of what he thought possible.

Yet the Dharma Aspect before him was a full ten thousand zhang tall!

There was a nearly tenfold difference between them!

At that moment, he stared at the ten-thousand-zhang Black Tripod phantom, his expression dazed.

After that, he saw a sword.

A very ordinary black Iron Sword, the kind any blacksmith could forge.

And that black Iron Sword was currently being held by a young man in a white robe.

The man stood tall above the Black Tripod. The Heaven and Earth Yin Yang Qi seemed to divide around him, flowing at his sides, chasing and competing with one another, as if containing an infinite Dao rhythm.

An ancient, boundless aura also radiated from him, unleashing a surging pressure that could not be perceived with the eyes.

Although he couldn’t see his face clearly, he knew this had to be a formidable existence who had broken through the bottleneck of Entering the Saint Realm and stepped into the Dao Realm.

As the ten-thousand-zhang Black Tripod trembled, the entire world seemed to shake with it, but the aura emanating from the man was not Immortal Spirit Qi.

Nor was it the Buddha Power of the Buddhist Sect, the Dao Power of the Daoist Sect, and certainly not Demon Power, Demonic Qi, or Yin Sha Ghost Qi.

’What is this person’s Cultivation?’

In the sky above, the Buddha’s face seemed to notice something and looked down.

"Amitabha Buddha! May I ask which fellow Daoist has graced us with their presence?"

The moment its gaze fell was the exact same moment the white-robed young man standing above the Black Tripod flicked his sword.

An invisible ripple spread out from the sword’s blade, suppressing the momentum of the world and simultaneously dissipating the vast Buddha Power that enveloped the Wood Demon.

The Wood Demon gasped for air, its body trembling. It couldn’t help but lower its head, its eyes filled with terror.

With two Great Powers before it, it naturally dared not resist.

The white-robed figure let out a long sigh.

"Just a traveler, here to borrow this Wood Demon for a moment."

The Buddha’s face responded indifferently.

"A mere Wood Demon is naturally not worth mentioning."

"But, fellow Daoist, by what right do you borrow it?"

HUM!

Su Bai chuckled, flicking the sword with his finger. The sword sang out, accompanied by a beam of sword light as clear as the moon.

It instantly shot toward the heavens!

The sword light roared like a dragon, coiling upward like a True Dragon formed of surging golden light. It split the dark night, carrying a searing wave of heat, and reached a thousand zhang in an instant!

Wherever it passed, the Buddha’s Light receded and the night sky parted.

It lanced straight toward the Buddha’s face!

"How about by right of this sword?"

Only after the sword light had already soared into the sky did the voice of the young man calling himself a "traveler" echo in the minds of everyone in the mountains.

’Who on earth is this person?’

Elder Hui De, the Fox Daoist, and even Chen Tianhua, who was witnessing the scene through his Incense Mirror, all felt their Heart Spirits tremble!

In their eyes, this beam of sword light seemed ordinary, but in reality, it contained a terrifying Dao rhythm of heaven and earth, pure to the extreme.

It was not a Divine Technique, nor was it from a Cultivation Technique. It was a sword strike unleashed with a powerful Physique, enhanced by the might of a Dao Domain.

They had never seen or heard of such a method.

VMMMM!

In the night sky, the sound of ten million longswords ringing out in unison seemed to echo in an instant, completely tearing apart the sundered Buddha’s Light.

It was as if the entire world was filled with endless sword phantoms, all blasting toward the Buddha’s face!

"This sword is not—"

The Buddha’s face in the sky began to speak indifferently, but its expression suddenly changed.

The vast, surging sword phantom shattered with a CRACK!

A terrifying Fist Seal that dominated the world emerged from within the sky full of sword phantoms.

The golden light that instantly burst forth was incomparably turbulent!

Like a fish leaping over the Dragon Gate, the aura it radiated underwent a complete qualitative change!

Everyone’s Heart Spirit was aghast. Their eyes were blinded by the dazzling golden radiance, and tears streamed down their faces, obscuring their vision completely.

"This fist..."

In their daze, the crowd could only hear the Buddha’s face mutter in a suddenly deep voice.

CRACK!!

Then, a piercing shattering sound came from the sky above.

Immediately after, the wooden pendant clutched in Elder Hui De’s hand exploded.

Splinters of wood flew everywhere!

Although no one could see clearly, they all knew the outcome, their expressions slack with shock.

The Rebirth Buddha Venerable of the Wansheng Institute had been defeated!

Everyone’s Heart Spirit was violently shaken!

After a long time, the golden radiance faded.

"This person... this person..."

Inside the City Mansion Gui Dao Mansion, the Qingming Daoist, Chen Tianhua, muttered to himself and subconsciously took a step forward to get a closer look.

But before he could get a clear look at the white-robed figure’s face, his eyes stung sharply, and his body swayed violently.

The Incense Mirror before him let out an agonized wail and, with a final CRACK, completely disintegrated!

Meanwhile, back in the ruins, Elder Hui De’s expression was utterly grim as he stared at the spot on his palm where the pendant had vanished.

But now, with his trump card gone, he was helpless.

He took a deep look at the white-robed figure on the mountaintop, whose face was still obscured, and was about to use a technique to conceal himself and make a quick escape.

"Since you’re here, why be in such a hurry to leave?"

The next moment, an ethereal, immortal-like voice echoed in his ears.

An immense sense of dread, like a tidal wave crashing across the sky, flooded Elder Hui De’s heart.

"Not good!"

His expression changed drastically. He leaped up, activating all his remaining Buddha Power, and transformed into a streak of golden light.

Fleeing toward the east!

"AHH!!"

However, he had only fled a thousand zhang when a giant golden palm slapped down toward him. Before it even reached him, the force completely shattered his physical body.

In an instant, blood splattered across the night sky!

Amidst Elder Hui De’s desperate, terrified screams,

his broken body was caught by the giant golden palm.

And crushed in midair!