Chapter 1196 - 1195: Undying Body?

Celestial Immortal Seventh Layer's Divine Soul Puppet?

One punch!

Shattered!

"How is this possible?"

Eight-faced Buddha's eyes suddenly narrowed.

Even though!

He had long been prepared for Ye Qingchen's strength, but after truly witnessing his opponent's power, he still found that he had drastically underestimated this Celestial South Fierce God!

"These eight Divine Soul Puppets of yours are indeed formidable, but with their consciousness completely erased by you, they appear full of flaws in my eyes, nothing more than large sandbags!" Ye Qingchen said calmly.

"If they still had their consciousness, perhaps they might have caused me some trouble!"

What is the most terrifying thing about a Celestial Immortal?

Apart from their overwhelming cultivation, it's their battle-hardened experience. However, with their consciousness erased, they are just marionettes, and at most can wield seventy to eighty percent of their prowess.

How could they possibly be a match for Ye Qingchen?

"You!"

Eight-faced Buddha's face turned a complex mix of colors.

How could he not understand this reasoning, but in his view, with the appearance of the eight Divine Soul Puppets, it was enough to sweep across the entire Western Wilderness, so why bother preserving the puppet's consciousness?

Besides, with residual consciousness, how could he control these puppets as effortlessly as his own limbs?

"I refuse to believe it!" Eight-faced Buddha roared, "Even if you're stronger, my Divine Soul Puppets all have undying bodies, can you kill them all?"

Boom!

Amidst the roar, he swung his arm once again.

Then it could be seen.

In the void, a fierce wind rose abruptly, countless black mist quickly gathered like accumulating snow, rapidly forming a gigantic skull. And then the torso, limbs, and extremities formed within just a few breaths.

The Divine Soul Puppet that had been shattered by Ye Qingchen's punch earlier had already been reformed! And his appearance looked exactly the same as before, as if Ye Qingchen's earth-shattering punch had no effect on him at all!

"Undying body?"

Ye Qingchen squinted, "I don't believe you can resurrect a hundred times, a thousand times, ten thousand times!"

Thud!

After his words fell.

Ye Qingchen had already stepped forward defiantly.

Boom!

This time, Holy Spirit Mountain could no longer withstand it, exploding open immediately. Countless explosively shattered stones shot wildly in all directions, slamming fiercely into the Dark Sky Curtain's chains, turning into countless dust particles.

The force of this attack, even more intense than before, rushed forward to Eight-faced Buddha in a blink.

"Roar!"

This time.

Eight-faced Buddha was already prepared, clenching his claws suddenly, his already huge body expanded even more by a third in that instant. And his arms, swelling several times over, rapidly closed in front of him, forming a solid wall of bronze and iron in an attempt to block Ye Qingchen's strike!

However.

He still overestimated himself.

The full-force attack of the Ancient Dragon Elephant Technique had far surpassed his expectations.

"Boom!"

With this punch.

The arms that Eight-faced Buddha had put before him exploded in an instant, and the violent force didn't lose momentum, exploding out from Eight-faced Buddha's back, and even the raging force, like a tidal wave, directly dismantled his body!

But.

A burst of wild laughter erupted from the other eight puppets:

"Ha ha, I already said I'm an undying body, you can't kill me!"

These Divine Soul Puppets laughed madly, once again rushing toward Ye Qingchen. And simultaneously, the Eight-faced Buddha's real body, smashed to pieces by a palm, was also revived amidst the swirling black clouds, joining the charge of these Ghost Gods.

But immediately!

Ye Qingchen had already punched again.

"Boom!"

The wild laughter was interrupted.

Eight-faced Buddha's body shattered once more.

But this didn't affect the other Ghost Gods from taking action one bit.

And Ye Qingchen likewise showed no sign of stopping.

Relentless assault!

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

A series of booming sounds, like thunderstorms, descended repeatedly, permeating the grand array, transmitting outside.

Even though Holy Spirit Mountain was completely sealed by the grand array at this moment, preventing spectators outside from seeing what was happening. Upon hearing the drum-like intensity of those booming sounds, one could deduce how terrifying the battle taking place must be!

"Just what kind of clash is happening inside?"

"Indeed, the entire Holy Spirit Mountain must have completely collapsed by now, right?"

"Judging by these sounds, it seems Eight-faced Buddha is summoning the Divine Soul Puppets to besiege Ye Qingchen!"

The Western Wilderness Demon Cultivators all wore faces full of triumph.

Especially Ji Xiuling, whose arrogance seemed to overflow from her very eyes.

The people of Southern Heaven all wore grim faces.

Considering the eight Divine Soul Puppets, plus Eight-faced Buddha's own body, even if Ye Qingchen were stronger, he was probably facing a frenzied onslaught at this moment, struggling to defend himself and barely holding on.

"Can he win?"

Su Moran clenched his fists, eyes filled with worry.

But.

Inside Holy Spirit Mountain, Powerful Qi soared and giant sounds reverberated.

Spiritual Qi, ghostly energy, Power of Heaven and Earth, transformed into a rage tide, like a raging ocean. Any divine thought entering within would be torn apart, and no one had any idea what was happening inside.

...

"Boom!"

Yet another mighty sound rang out.

Eight-faced Buddha's real body shattered open once more.

But.

From all directions, above the heavens, came waves of wild laughter.

"Ye Qingchen, I already said, I'm an undying body!" In the gale, countless black clouds formed whirlpools, gathering speedily, and eventually reformed again. Simultaneously, those shattered Divine Soul Puppets also gradually formed in the tempest.

"Hmph!"

Ye Qingchen snorted coldly.

"Every time the Ghost God Body shatters and reforms, it takes a longer time. Once your energy is exhausted, unable to reform your body, that will be the day your divine soul extinguishes."

"Indeed!"

Although the weakness of the Ghost God Body was seen through by Ye Qingchen, Eight-faced Buddha had no intention of hiding it, but openly admitted:

"So what if you've discovered it?"

"This entire realm is already sealed by the grand array, my power is endless, and your power will only deplete with use. If this continues, who knows who will be the first to unable to hold on?"

Eight-faced Buddha's voice was full of mockery.

Ye Qingchen frowned slightly.

Indeed!

Eight-faced Buddha's Ghost God Body has defects.

But combined with this grand array, it almost mirrors an undying body. No matter how powerful, once trapped, one would likely be exhausted to death by him. This is exactly why Eight-faced Buddha dared to confront him at Holy Spirit Mountain!

"Ye Qingchen, are you already regretting it now?"

"Too bad, it's already too late!"

"From the moment you stepped into this world, your doom was already sealed!"

Eight-faced Buddha's laughter echoed unceasingly, resonating throughout the realm.

And at the same time.

The eight Divine Soul Puppets were slowly closing in, already encircling Ye Qingchen.

Just as Eight-faced Buddha believed his victory was certain, his smile gradually widening.

It was then seen.

Within the Divine Soul Puppets, Ye Qingchen suddenly smiled, full of mockery in his eyes:

"Eight-faced Buddha, I already said, if this is your trump card, then this Holy Spirit Mountain will be your burial ground! Did you think I was joking?"

Amidst his words.

Ye Qingchen flipped his hand.

"Boom!"

A massive blaze streaked through the void, crashing down fiercely in front of Ye Qingchen.

It was the Crimson Mist Cauldron!