"Ssss... Kk kkk..."
Power surged around his body.
Cursed Yin didn’t even unleash the new divine palace, forming a world.
Instead, he rged it with himself; henceforth, he would be the divine palace, Cursed Yin would be the Great Path, representing the entire Heavenly Realm, three thousand planes, and all visualized Tao thods of "techniques."
Cursed Yin would be technique, would be the only one!
"Isn’t it just the new Heavenly Realm?"
"Such things, Cursed Yin casually grasps, why borrow others’ power?"
Feeling the transformation of new power within, a sense of invincibility arose, opening Reverse Prohibition Reincarnation was no longer a fantasy.
At this mont, Cursed Yin even had triple the confidence, daring to snatch life, the Path of Reincarnation at dicine Ancestor’s return to zero.
Let all of this be integrated into the "technique," transford into one of its changes.
"Faster, even faster!"
"Tremble, Xu Xiaoshou, Dao Qiongcang..."
"Should I seize so Life dicine Pool power, the Thousand Changes self, how could it be defeated by return-to-zero dicine Ancestor, you chose wrong, Xu Xiaoshou!"
Cursed Yin, completely insane.
As the power was fed back from the divine palace, gradually rising to full state of three to four percent, he suddenly gripped his palm, giving birth to a crazy idea.
Buzz!
Vision swept.
Using the changes and connections of Life Seed, Technique Seed, Cursed Yin once again glanced at the Mournful Emperor realm, seeing the ancient japonicum and that round White Sun.
"Life, Path of Reincarnation, for Dao Qiongcang, return to zero is the final-stage, hence wait until return to zero before robbing path."
"But for technique, it’s just one part, so why should I wait for Divine Farr Hundred Grass to return to zero, status final-stage, then act?"
"Ssss... Kk kkk..."
...
Bam bam bam bam!
Sword tower Dao Chains were completely broken by several strikes from The Divine.
The final blow heavily struck the sword tower structure, sending it through spaceti turbulence, out of the Shengshen Continent plane.
"Boom..."
Until the space quickly closed, people of the five regions could feel clearly, the last side of the sword tower structure, suddenly bloated violently.
Inside seed to emit a terrifying burst sound, faintly there was a heart-wrenching roar, but the content was no longer audible.
Undoubtedly, the nine-colored Fire Lotus exploded inside the sword tower!
All direct damage must have been absorbed entirely by the greedy Demon Ancestor, and just the aftermath rippled out...
Even through the enclosed protection of the sword tower structure, with a bang, almost shattered half of the Northern Region.
Here, there is no Ancient War God Platform to protect, nor healing power.
For a mont, it was like a natural disaster, people nearby didn’t even have ti to wail before dying instantly in this explosion’s aftermath.
"Amitabha."
The Divine placed Overlord, sat cross-legged, a voice of repentance echoed in his mind.
Gold covered the whole world, he entered the ntal space, shook his head slightly, looking at the You Yuan Buddha on the opposite golden Lotus Platform:
"I’ve tried my best to keep the battlefield within the Ghost Buddha Realm, fighting with Demon Ancestor, it’s not possible to avoid harming the innocent."
You Yuan folded his hands, lowered his head, silently chanting sutras for the innocents.
The stronger The Divine erupted, the faster the power on him was consud.
By this mont, already like a candle in the wind, only faint light spots remained on his body, clearly oil exhausted, lamp dried.
After a short while, You Yuan raised his head, his form vanished into illusion destruction.
"The power of this humble monk borrowed completely, it’s ti to say goodbye."
"Mm."
"The nine-colored Fire Lotus might severely injure Demon Ancestor Body, Spirit, and Will, yet fetal origin mother’s coffin is also within the sword tower, can ensure His immortality... the power of this humble monk ultimately can’t withstand Demon Ancestor."
"You’ve done your best."
"Extinguish the Dao Mystic Ruler as one of the three sacred weapons, the main battle, actually combat strength far below Overlord, rember to retrieve, hand over to Dao Qiongcang or Xu Xiaoshou, the two might have a way to handle."
"I rember."
"dicine Ancestor returns to zero, desires to use Cursed Yin as seed, plant new Heavenly Realm, surely another round of blood and slaughter, if possible... first transcend Cursed Yin, all variables exhausted for lethal numbers, ones in absolute situations shall inevitably grow many evil thoughts."
"Alright."
"Inverted pagoda suppresses Demon Ancestor’s body, for thirty years this humble monk and Devil’s Will tended to assimilation, roughly learned His intention to resurrect the Holy Ancestor, swallow return to zero, two variables, one is Sacred Mountain Gui Zhe Source Crystal, now lost, might as well explore four-hill mountain Holy Palace, Demon Ancestor might use Spiritual God lineage Zi Chong for Sacrifice, to catalyze Holy Ancestor."
"If catching up, I’ll go up the mountain to see what’s going on."
You Yuan Buddha opened his mouth but then closed it again.
As if there were many things he wanted to say, but upon thinking about everything in this world, even if he was no longer here, it was impossible to leave everything to The Divine alone.
After a pause, he spoke again:
"The Inverted Pagoda has beco its own world and has helped you connect to Xu Xiaoshou’s intent. This person is clever and selfishly passionate but also trustworthy."
"Within the pagoda, you two can chat freely, and if there are any doubts, you may ask him all about them later."
Another pause as You Yuan’s tone changed:
"If the Saint Servant fails in the end, loses to the Demon dicine Ancestor, and Xu Xiaoshou sacrifices his path in fa, you may ask Dao Qiongcang."
"Dao Qiongcang’s heart is set on the Great Path, versatile and adaptable, with myriad clones cultivating the Secular Sword passionately. Yet, his essence is of sincerity and loyalty. I once gifted the Angry Immortal to him, and he will assist you."
The Divine shook his head at this mont: "I and that fellow are not on the sa path, let’s not ntion this."
You Yuan fell silent.
Silent for a long ti, the faint light on his body almost completely vanished.
Even his entire form beca completely transparent as if a wind could shatter him.
The Divine couldn’t help frowning and spoke: "When considering the masses, is there anything left unresolved for you personally? It’s just the two of us here, speak freely."
You Yuan Buddha’s expression showed slight astonishnt, perhaps only now considering himself.
However, after pondering for a mont, he rely let out a long sigh and continued:
"This poor monk was born with the Ancestral God Fate Chart, unaffected by the Demon Ancestor’s control, and after my passing will leave behind a golden Shariputra, which will surely be sought after by the world."
"When the Four Seas are calm, I trust you have the ability to prove your path and establish yourself as an ancestor. I implore you to return the Shariputra to the Western Region Buddhist Sect, deliver it to Senior Brother Yo Xi or his descendant, they will handle it properly."
"If the chaos continues, I still ask that you not refuse, as the Shariputra can aid you significantly, Amitabha."
Finishing the last sentence, You Yuan Buddha sat upright on the golden lotus platform, put his palms together before his chest, and slowly closed his eyes.
The Divine paused for a long ti.
Until he earnestly rembered the figure before him whose face could no longer be seen, he finally responded decisively:
"Alright."
You Yuan Buddha fragnted into golden spots and vanished from sight.
The Divine opened his eyes, clearly seeing the force comprised of Buddhist nature and Power of Will, which did not belong to him, intertwine into strands of golden light, carried away by the wind.
He opened his hand, where there appeared a naturally ford golden Shariputra.
"Whoosh whoosh..."
The wind persisted.
The Northern Region’s wind often mingled with snow, creating a penetrating chill.
On the ruined earth after the battle, only accompanied by the Overlord stabbing into the ground, everything appeared even more desolate.
The Divine tightly gripped the Shariputra in his palm, lifted his gaze to the distance, and in that mont seed to see the scene from over thirty years ago when everyone first t.
"Two benefactors, let it go..."
That handso Little Monk, with one hand holding the Buddhist beads, forcefully pushed down himself, and with the other hand grasped the sutra, stubbornly pried open Cao Yihan.
He wedged between two towering strong n, looking up high, glancing at them both, yet not fearfully, stubbornly preaching the Buddhist teachings that at the ti fell on deaf ears.
"What did he say back then?"
The Divine appeared contemplative but found no answer after deep thought.
As he pondered, a slight smile tugged at the corners of his lips, yet when the snowstorm suddenly struck, only a sense of desolation remained.
He abandoned the thought and lowered his head, staring at the golden Shariputra.
Clearly, he cultivated the "War" path of the Ancient War Ancestor, but at this mont, as his state of mind relaxed, he seed to touch upon another character:
"Ru..."
The Divine was slightly startled, not knowing where the realization ca from.
He instinctively reached up to scratch his head, but his action abruptly halted.
Seemingly, the power brought by You Yuan should have departed with his sitting transformation, yet upon scratching, he could still feel a few bumps on his hand.
"Whoosh whoosh!"
The snowstorm persisted.
Everything seed unchanged, yet also seed long altered.
The Divine flipped open the Inverted Pagoda with his left hand, presenting the Shariputra with his right hand, standing in the sa spot, and suddenly turned back.
His gaze was directed at the Overlord.
But at that instant, he clearly saw above the Overlord, golden Power of Will circulating, and behind it, in the void, erged a vague and illusory figure.
He sat tall on the golden lotus platform, one hand supporting the pagoda, the other forming a mudra, with a vermilion hue on his brow, displaying an austere deanor, chanting ancient sutras, preaching to all the stubborn aspirants throughout history:
"All conditioned phenona are like a dream, an illusion, a bubble, a shadow."
"Like dew or a flash of lightning, they should be viewed as such."
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