Sizzle!
A light sound echoed.
The sturdy body was instantly scorched, burning through the skin, revealing the robust muscles underneath.
"Four Sacrifice?"
A soft laugh erged from within the demon coffin.
The Demon Ancestor, having gauged The Divine’s strength, was unperturbed and swiftly rejuvenating physical strength using the power of the Primordial Mother Coffin.
The outbreak of Four Sacrifice is too strong; it can temporarily reach the level of an Ancestral God, and as such, it cannot fully manifest on the Shengshen Continent.
Even if The Divine ingested the Elephant World Spider Lotus Crystal, to counter the Primordial Mother Coffin unscathed, he could only reach the Sacrifice Stage.
Can the Sacrifice Stage shatter the Ancestor God’s Body, ford from the Primordial Mother Stone and nurtured with Primordial Purple Mist for so many years within the Primordial Mother Coffin?
If not relying solely on Sacrifice, The Divine would need to use other spiritual dicine akin to the War Ancestor’s.
But in this era, do those dicines that allow one to achieve "Sacrifice Spirit," "Sacrifice Intent," and "Sacrifice Self" still exist?
With the guidance, similar spiritual dicines were eradicated by the Demon Ancestor early on; apart from the remnants of the past, the only ones that might sustain the path of ancient martial arts today are likely just the Divine Farr Hundred Grass.
"Sacrifice alone is not enough..."
The Divine also understood this reasoning; the Primordial Mother Coffin’s strength was too imnse.
But "retreat" was a word not found in his dictionary.
As his skin singed through, the power of the Elephant World Spider Lotus Crystal activated, enabling him to sustain his physique and harness the power of Sacrifice.
The heart’s beats, at this mont, each unleashed a torrent of strength.
But it’s not enough!
Far from enough!
The Divine held his staff, standing high in the sky, eight acupuncture points lighting up on his body.
"Eight Doors?"
From within the demon coffin, the Demon Ancestor laughed even more uninhibitedly.
Following the Eight Doors, the constellation power within him activated, surging in waves, with force rippling through the high altitudes.
"Seven Constellations?"
Is this a joke?
Even Four Sacrifice has difficulty breaking through the predicant, so what does it matter with Eight Doors and Seven Constellations?
"Six Paths?"
Yet this stubborn mule seems not to know what laughing ans.
Suddenly, the Way of the Heavens mark lit up on his forehead, with the Human Realm Dao, Hell Path, Way of Asura, Hungry Ghost Path, and Beast Path all fully opened.
The Six Paths internalized.
No longer manifesting outward.
The Divine remained simply The Divine, with no changes happening to his physical body.
"This is..."
The Demon Ancestor grew a few degrees more vigilant, sensing a slight forewarning.
The Divine’s gaze was incredibly resolute; could it be that this guy intends to sever his foundational roots, open the Four Sacrifice fully, and then use the Six Paths to enter Buddhist Law, opening the three realms?
Can he do it?
Whether he can or can’t, setting that aside for the mont.
Once Four Sacrifice is opened, he is no more; if the three realms reerge, not even his physique worries can sustain, it will completely dissipate into smoke.
The Divine Farr Hundred Grass can’t save him!
Without the Ancestral God Fate Chart, the Primordial Mother Coffin before The Divine is the greatest obstacle, an insurmountable mountain!
"Turn back, and there’s still a chance of survival."
From within the demon coffin, the Demon Ancestor’s deep voice sounded; The Divine’s body was too perfect, with much greater use for Him, truly reluctant to destroy it.
"Retreat..."
The Overlord is already in hand; how can The Divine possess any notion of retreat?
Upon releasing the inverted pagoda, he could see that Xiang’er had long left Cross Corner Street, returned to the Apricot Realm, leaving the Sea of Suffering.
The only obsession The Divine had at this mont was what would happen to Xiang’er if he was gone?
But...
"Retreat?"
Violent gaze surged, as The Divine stepped forward.
It’s impossible to retreat even a bit when approaching battle.
Retreating at this mont would an the collapse of the Dao heart, as equivalent to severing one’s chance of life, better to fight to the death!
"Four Sacrifice!"
At the mont when thoughts roared, preparing for a desperate fight.
Beside his ears, the murmuring voice that had persisted since entering the inverted pagoda recurred once more:
"The Divine..."
The Divine paused, as by this point, they knew each other well.
The Demon Ancestor simply didn’t need to circle around with him any further.
So, this consciousness was unlikely to be transmitted by the Demon Ancestor, leaving only one possibility:
You Yuan!
Below the inverted pagoda, besides the Demon Ancestor, there should always be lingering power of You Yuan!
Perceiving The Divine’s determination, that murmuring voice gained a touch of vitality and added more content.
No longer just an empty na awaiting acceptance, but penetrating a crucial point:
"The Divine..."
"The inverted pagoda... can assist..."
The Divine didn’t hesitate, resting his right hand on the slanted staff, and flipping his left hand.
The shattered inverted pagoda gathered from all directions into a golden light, gathering into his palm, re-manifesting into a pagoda shape.
The Overlord held a slant, while the palm supported the Buddha Pagoda.
At this mont, seeing this scene, the Demon Ancestor in the coffin seed taken by surprise, noting The Divine’s aura change abruptly.
At the very mont the inverted pagoda settled into his palm, the voice of You Yuan Buddha in The Divine’s mind beca incredibly clear.
Sounding like a great bell, the Buddhist sound resonated in the spiritual world, cleansing the dust of the state of mind:
"Buddha’s three realms, Desire Realm, Color Realm, Colorless Realm..."
"Deluded with affection, subject to the cycles of birth and death."
"Common people reside, dooming them to the Sea of Suffering."
Suddenly, everything faded from view, reverting to the golden expanse as when first entering the inverted pagoda.
The Divine, in this golden Buddha Realm, sat cross-legged, seemingly with tiger-like eyes wide open, yet with path energy flourishing, evidently harboring comprehension, responding in harmony:
"Ancient martial arts three realms, sever, separate, extinguish..."
"Sever, separate nine nodes, eliminate affliction."
"Extinction of all flaws, transcending beyond non-action."
The world seemingly turned upside down, spinning constantly, as Buddhist light coalesced, mirroring a figure before The Divine.
That was also a bald man seated cross-legged, yet appearing charming, with a vermillion spot between the brows, a figure lean and proportionate, utterly contrasting with the sturdy The Divine.
The Divine to the left, You Yuan to the right.
The Divine in the front, You Yuan at the back.
As the two figures opened or closed their eyes, corresponding Dao and thod echoed, alternating in speech, in tacit accord, syncing rhythmically:
"Buddhist Law boundless, guiding as precepts."
"Ancient martial arts as strength, shattering ten thousand thods."
"Gentleness as Yin, liberating the Six Paths."
"Fierceness as Yang, the three realms return to void."
"..."
In confirming Dao and thod, You Yuan and The Divine drew close, eventually rging into one.
This mysterious transformation finished in an instant, residing within The Divine’s spiritual world.
To outsiders, it rely appeared as The Divine summoning the inverted pagoda before the Primordial Mother Coffin.
The inverted pagoda turned into golden light, integrating into The Divine’s body.
"Om..."
Great Path Buddhist sound emanated from him.
The demon coffin quivered suddenly, as the Demon Ancestor seed to witness sothing beyond belief.
The Divine, clearly with eyes closed, seed also open; the forehead clearly had the Way of the Heavens mark, now tinged with vermillion and gold; alone yet seemingly Yin and Yang converged, overlapping with another soul.
His mouth moved, chanting words.
At first indistinct, the Dao sound transmitted in the middle, concluding with the Overlord spinning in his palm, angled through the air.
Gazing intently, eyes sparked Buddhist light, Taoist music like a bell resounded across the five regions, north and south:
"...and now, with three realms and six paths, my heart is revealed, hence receiving precept scars, temporarily embracing Buddhism."
Sizzle!
A bald The Divine, atop his head, precept scars sequentially seared off.
As they numbered to nine’s utmost, a beam of golden light opened and closed, a Lotus Platform blood beneath, The Divine erged in a Buddha form, dignified and serene, one hand the Overlord breaking precepts, one hand compassion declared upon the chest, facing the Primordial Mother Coffin ahead, his gaze showing neither sadness nor joy:
"Amitabha Buddha... my humble apologies."
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