Faced with the attack of two supreme powerhouses, the Kalpataru Bodhisattva made an unexpected choice. Instead of defending, he summoned the Golden Vajra Dharma Body, a manifestation symbolizing power and majesty with twelve pairs of arms growing from its back.

The Golden Vajra Dharma Body bore a flame mark between its brows and blazing rings of fire behind its head. Upon its appearance, an overwhelming presence descended, showing signs of standing as an equal against both Shen Shu behind and Xu Qi An ahead.

The collision of these three forces distorted the surrounding space.

After summoning the Golden Vajra Dharma Body, Kalpataru suddenly turned around, commanding his manifestation to actively engage Shen Shu.

Bang! Bang! Bang! Within the metallic collision sounds, the two Golden Vajra Dharma Bodies, with their twenty-four pairs of arms, pressed their palms against each other, fingers interlocked, engaging in a contest of strength.

“Boom!”

Beneath the two manifestations, the mountain rocks cracked. The fissures spread with crackling sounds into the mountain’s interior, tearing apart the rock formation.

The contest between the two manifestations was silent, without any clash of energy. All their power transmitted through their legs into the mountain body, causing the cracks to rapidly expand as earth and stones tumbled down.

At this moment, the warrior monks were frantically fleeing deeper into Alanda while carrying their Chan Master. Those who moved too slowly were immediately swallowed by the splitting ground.

Xu Qi An leaped high into the air, gripping the Nation-Stabilizing Sword with both hands, raising it above his head, and bringing it down fiercely toward the Golden Vajra Dharma Body’s back of the head.

With his current explosive power, a single strike could break through the Buddhist sect’s second strongest defense—the Golden Vajra Dharma Body.

At that moment, a ten-zhang-tall golden manifestation emerged above Bodhisattva Guangxian’s head. This manifestation held its hands in prayer, head lowered, its face full of compassion.

“Great Compassion, never weary, forever seeking good deeds, benefiting all beings.”

As the words fell, Buddhist chants echoed through heaven and earth. A golden light shone down from the sky, illuminating the Great Compassion Dharma Body, causing the ten-zhang manifestation to radiate ten thousand zhang of golden light.

This golden light entered Xu Qi An’s eyes, inexplicably giving rise to feelings of universal compassion, making it impossible for him to bring down the Nation-Stabilizing Sword.

The Great Compassion Dharma Body was Bodhisattva Guangxian’s most powerful technique.

Seeing this, Daoist Jin Lian didn’t hesitate. His Yang Spirit left his physical body, his eyes pulsing with golden light, shining toward Xu Qi An.

The Yang Spirit, formed after achieving Golden Core Great Completion, could break through all techniques, just as the Golden Core could. He wanted to help the crude warrior break free from the “Great Compassion” effect.

Just then, dark clouds covered the clear sky, and a lightning bolt as thick as a water vat struck down violently, targeting Jin Lian’s physical body.

The Rain Master had made his move.

Nalan Tianlu, lurking in the distance, seized the opportunity and attacked decisively.

A Second-Grade Rain Master excelled at controlling weather and utilizing heavenly punishment.

If Nalan Tianlu fully exercised his Rain Master authority, by accumulating power, he could even summon divine punishment, forcing Jin Lian to undergo the Terrestrial Immortal tribulation prematurely.

If Jin Lian died from the heavenly tribulation, Nalan Tianlu wouldn’t even suffer backlash, because it was the tribulation that killed him—what did it have to do with Nalan Tianlu?

At the Second-Grade boundary, Rain Masters specifically countered the Dao sect.

Nearby, Sun Xuanji reacted extremely quickly. The transmission formation under his feet expanded to envelop Jin Lian’s physical body, teleporting him dozens of zhang away the moment before the lightning bolt struck.

Boom!

The lightning bolt struck the ground below, blasting up hundreds of jin of earth and creating a crater one zhang in diameter.

The fire rings behind Asura’s head ignited with a “hiss,” and then, like a fighter jet, he dove toward Nalan Tianlu amid rolling sonic booms.

During this process, Sun Xuanji deployed his artillery, unleashing firepower at Nalan Tianlu to buy time for Asura. However, the cannonballs deviated from their trajectories one by one, either veering left and right or shooting skyward—all missing their target.

This was the ability of the Wisdom Master.

First, learn the rules, then influence simple rules, such as changing cannon range, altering spell flight distance, modifying stride length, and so on.

Upon reaching the Rain Master boundary, one could begin to control the rules of heaven and earth.

Of course, the Confucian way was to simply and brutally change the rules, which was fundamentally different.

Nalan Tianlu retreated quickly, using rule modification to dramatically increase his flight speed while reaching out to cast the Death Curse at a distance!

Visible dents appeared on Asura’s body surface as if the iron skin had been heavily struck.

The Death Curse continuously applied to his body, each dent causing his frame to violently shake. Although these injuries were harmless to this son of the King of Asuras, they effectively hindered his flight speed.

“Turn back to shore!” Asura coldly chanted.

The power of precepts descended upon Nalan Tianlu from afar, interrupting his retreat and making him involuntarily turn around.

But in the next second, the power of precepts disappeared, and Nalan Tianlu continued his escape.

Between opponents of equal rank, the precepts could only be effective for a very short time.

The two engaged in a strange stalemate as they chased and fled, affecting each other with Death Curses and precepts.

Meanwhile, the white-robed Bodhisattva with flying black hair appeared before Li Miaozhen and the others.

She appeared abruptly, without warning.

Without the slightest energy fluctuation, without stirring even a breeze, she had been near the main hall of Alanda one moment, and the next, she had crossed hundreds of zhang.

And at this moment, there was still a beautiful figure in flowing white robes in Alanda’s main hall.

This wasn’t transmission magic, but the pinnacle of speed.

Li Miaozhen and the others’ brows twitched violently as they each reacted, but in the next second, everyone’s expressions froze on their faces, and all their movements stalled. Zhao Shou’s hand stopped at his chest as he was adjusting his Confucian cap.

Li Miaozhen’s hands were frozen mid-seal formation.

The Nine-Tailed Celestial Fox’s nine tails had only emerged three inches before freezing behind her.

Bear King… Bear King peacefully fell asleep.

Within a radius of sixty zhang, all things lost their color, becoming purely black and white.

People and objects became like a black and white photograph.

No… won… der… my… thoughts… have… become… so… slow… Li Miaozhen’s thoughts were like a cow stuck in the mud.

This… is… the… Colorless… Glass… Domain… Zhao Shou’s mind moved slightly faster than Li Miaozhen’s.

From the Bodhisattva Liuli’s fluttering sleeves emerged a curved jade knife, and then she looked toward the Confucian cap-wearing, engraving knife-holding Zhao Shou.

Within the domain covered by Colorless Glass, only the Confucian Saint’s engraving knife remained in its original ancient black color, unaffected by anything.

She determined that Zhao Shou was the most threatening supernatural being present.

Fortunately, his current boundary made it difficult to unleash the knife’s true power.

Just as Bodhisattva Liuli was about to throw the curved jade knife at Zhao Shou, she suddenly felt a tide-like drowsiness surge over her, involuntarily closing her eyes, her consciousness becoming fuzzy, falling into a state between sleep and wakefulness.

This drowsiness lasted less than a breath before Liuli, as a First-Grade Bodhisattva, quickly broke free.

She was about to complete her unfinished action—stabbing the jade knife toward Zhao Shou.

Suddenly, terrible, tsunami-like killing intent surged from behind her, followed by her Colorless Glass Domain shattering like a broken mirror with a “crash.”

Bodhisattva Liuli didn’t hesitate at all, immediately using the power of the “Walker’s Manifestation” to avoid the attack from behind.

She returned to Alanda, back to Guangxian’s side, only then turning to look back.

She saw the Colorless Glass Domain disintegrating, and collapsing and saw Xu Qi An’s gallant figure swinging his sword.

“His combat power has already surpassed the Supervisor at that time.”

Bodhisattva Liuli’s rosy lips moved slightly, her tone no longer indifferent and emotionless, showing a trace of wariness.

“A First-Grade warrior with secret techniques—it’s not surprising he could break your domain,” Bodhisattva Guangxian shook his head regretfully.

It was a pity they couldn’t kill the supernatural powerhouses from Great Feng.

“This is too terrifying, we were completely helpless,” Li Miaozhen muttered softly.

Zhao Shou exhaled:

“A First-Grade killing a Third-Grade—effortless.”

Xu Qi An said in a deep voice:

“Try to fly low and spread out your robes. Create opportunities for me to use shadow jumping.”

The supernatural beings nodded slightly.

One of the Nine-Tailed Celestial Fox’s tails wrapped around Bear King and hurled him forcefully toward Alanda, shouting:

“Kill all the baldies!”

Bear King flew like a meteor toward the depths of Alanda.

Li Miaozhen, Zhao Shou, Sun Xuanji, and the others flew toward the main hall.

The great battle instantly unfolded, divided clearly into two parts: one battlefield with the two Golden Vajra Dharma Bodies; another battlefield centered around Xu Qi An, with the supernatural beings as support, fighting against Bodhisattvas Liuli and Guangxian.

The supernatural beings fought with both wisdom and courage, their techniques emerging endlessly.

Just then, at the mountain peak, among the two Golden Vajra Dharma Bodies that had collapsed Alanda’s main peak, a victor emerged quickly. The golden Dharma Body first had its twelve pairs of arms torn apart by the black Dharma Body, followed by twenty-four fists pounding into its chest like pile drivers.

Bang!

The golden Dharma Body immediately dispersed, transforming into wild winds and golden light that raged in all directions.

Xu Qi An and the others’ eyes all lit up. In their plan, destroying Kalpataru’s Golden Vajra Dharma Body was a crucial step.

This meant directly destroying Kalpataru’s strongest offensive technique.

Next, they needed to break through the Immovable Wisdom King Dharma Body and kill this strongest Bodhisattva of the Buddhist sect while entangled with Bodhisattva Guangxian, Bodhisattva Liuli, and Nalan Tianlu.

…

Outside the capital city.

In the southern suburbs, Salun Agu led the Wisdom Masters Udabota and Irbu, stepping on auspicious clouds, and gazing toward the capital.

Soon after, a golden light rose from the distant mighty city, drawing an arc like a shooting star before stopping opposite the three people.

Wearing feather garments and a lotus crown, with coldly beautiful features showing not the slightest emotion.

A whisk draped over her left arm, her right hand holding a sword gleaming with cold light.

The Terrestrial Immortal, Luo Yuheng!

Subsequently, two more people came riding the wind.

The person on the left wore imperial yellow dragon robes and a jade crown, dressed as an emperor, holding a dark golden blade that was neither quite sword nor saber, slightly curved.

She was also a high-quality beauty with a cold temperament, the dragon robes giving her an irresistible charm to men.

The Female Emperor.

The person on the right wore proper Confucian robes and a cap, with a serious expression, looking like a stern teacher, clear light swirling around him.

The Cloud Deer Academy’s new supernatural being, Yang Gong.

Salun Agu sighed:

“Great Feng’s destiny is flourishing, unexpectedly producing two more Third-Grade beings. When will our Shamanic God Religion have such a prosperous destiny, like oil meeting fire?”

He was very envious.

The Female Emperor said coldly:

“How dare the Shamanic God Religion, isolated in a corner, compare itself to my Central Plains!”

She was an extremely strong-willed woman, not yielding in her presence even though the other party was a First-Grade Great Shaman.

Nor did she let Luo Yuheng dominate the conversation.

“If we can behead the Great Feng Emperor today, this trip won’t be wasted.”

Salun Agu pressed his hand against his waist and suddenly pulled.

Snap!

The God-Beating Whip lashed violently toward Huai Qing.

Luo Yuheng’s snow-white arm reached out, accurately grasping the God-Beating Whip.

Yang Gong mobilized his righteous qi and spoke like reciting:

“The distance between you is eighty zhang, and the distance between Your Majesty and Irbu is five zhang.”

The rules were modified. The Great Shaman remained motionless, but Irbu and Udabota each retreated forty zhang to the left and right, while Huai Qing was five zhang behind Irbu.

A masterful operation to divide the enemy and send the only warrior, Huai Qing, behind the fragile Irbu.

Why is it always me… Irbu felt it was very unfair. He had always done the most work but also got beaten up the most.

In Chu Prefecture, beaten by Xu Qi An.

During the Battle of Jingshan City, beaten by Wei Yuan.

Now targeted again.

…

Western suburbs of the capital.

Kou Yangzhou drove a carriage along the official road.

Half an incense stick’s time later, an old monk appeared ahead, wearing a kasaya, looking thin and withered, with a compassionate expression.

Kou Yangzhou immediately pulled the reins, stopping the carriage.

The carriage door pushed open, and a figure in cyan clothes emerged, leaping down from the carriage with graceful movements, looking toward the old monk in the distance.

“Arhat Du’e, long time no see.”

Du’e frowned:

“Wei Yuan, were you waiting for me?”