"You, you have returned?"
All around the heavy and deep Tribulation Crossing Raft, the smoke was silent, the dust settled.
The World Eaters that were astonishing in numbers earlier, save for a few, had all transford into large masses of Chaos Origin Substance, disappearing without a trace.
Ling Weizi and others stood on the ship’s deck, their gaze piercing through the transparent glow of the formation, falling upon the few people flying in from the horizon. The shock, joy, and hesitation in their hearts were montarily beyond words.
In the distance, Du Wei, Chi Liequan and others heard the sound and looked over, laughing heartily:
"What, not welco?"
"No, just didn’t expect that you had already... you’ve returned, then Sect Master Shao and the others..."
Ling Weizi, usually calm and perceptive, was surprisingly incoherent at this mont.
His eyes could hardly stop turning red.
Finding survival in a hopeless situation is already supre luck, plus the reunion with old friends, what a fortunate event it is?
It’s just like a dream!
How could one remain calm and composed in such a mont?
Among the few, the only one with a cold and arrogant deanor, Wei Rong, slightly shifted his gaze and looked towards the distance, his eyes narrowed:
"Enough reminiscing, there’s still a big one left unsettled."
The expressions of the people slightly tensed, and they all turned towards the massive atball World Eater.
Under the suppression of Hui Yunzi Ancestor, the atball World Eater moved slowly; although Guan Ao was locked onto and unable to escape, it could not approach closely.
Zhao Feng spoke urgently:
"This World Eater just swallowed the cultivator from the sect! The ti was short, maybe there’s still a chance!"
Upon hearing this, Du Wei and the others’ expressions all sank, wasting no ti as Chi Liequan and Wei Rong took the lead and flew over, followed closely by Qi Rulian and Ge Shoucheng.
Du Wei was flying over.
But he saw Qi Yan land in front of him.
Feeling the slightly thin aura of Immortal Ascension on Qi Yan, he habitually wanted to scold him a couple of tis.
But suddenly, he saw Qi Yan’s slightly red eyes looking at him with a complex gaze, full of unspeakable joy, hesitant recognition, and the fear that the dream might be pierced...
All of it ultimately transford into two words:
"Master..."
The voice touched the soft spot in Du Wei’s heart.
His gaze softened slightly, and he suddenly stepped forward and heavily patted Qi Yan’s shoulder:
"...You kid, did well! Didn’t disgrace your master!"
After speaking, he strode past Qi Yan, flying towards the atball World Eater.
Leaving Qi Yan standing still, laughing and crying...
Boom——
Countless brilliant glows fell upon the atball World Eater.
Screeching golden balls, fiery red near purple Phoenix, and countless Spirit Beast phantoms...
However, when they landed on this mountain of flesh, they were all easily neutralized by the flesh waves on its body.
Fortunately, the atball World Eater, despite being unafraid of the crowd’s attack, was also weak in its offensive, montarily stuck here.
Hui Yunzi Ancestor had handled the surrounding World Eaters and gracefully landed.
Seeing Du Wei and others dealing with the atball World Eater but finding no solution, his complexion slightly darkened.
"This ferocious beast isn’t particularly powerful, but its ans of neutralizing force is almost Dharma Do Not Stick..."
Zhao Feng and others at the side were even more anxious:
"If we continue to delay, I’m afraid the disciples trapped inside..."
The expressions of those besieging were all somber.
Their strength was not bad, but facing this mountain of flesh before them, even if they exhausted all ans, they achieved little effect.
"I’ll go get Sect Master Shao and the others!"
Du Wei decisively spoke.
"Shao Yangzi?"
Hui Yunzi Ancestor frowned slightly, feeling sowhat doubtful internally.
But at this mont, suddenly his Spiritual Sense moved, he abruptly turned and looked towards the north.
Du Wei also felt sothing, following Hui Yunzi Ancestor and looked northward.
The others saw this and instinctively turned their heads as well.
North of the sky do, except for a few falling pieces, was utterly silent.
But then, the next mont.
Swish——
A golden point of light crossed the sea and ca forth!
And almost instantly, under the startled gaze of everyone, the golden point of light rapidly enlarged, transforming into a grand Buddha with three heads and golden armor, a blue body, full of fur, a face filled with anger, and hands forming a determined imprint!
All around the Buddha, Buddha’s Light swirled, Golden Halo spun.
Nurous solemn-faced monks sat upon the Golden Halo, chants echoing with sutras.
Magnificent and grand, solemn and dignified.
As if the Buddha Lord descended, the spiritual mountain was present again.
"Xituo Continent?"
Hui Yunzi Ancestor showed a strange look, frowning slightly.
Du Wei and others, also showed amazent and doubt.
Amongst the crowd, Zhao Feng’s gaze flashed with a hint of surprise:
"It’s Junior Brother’s..."
As the thought arose.
A large golden handprint had already crossed the void, capturing the atball World Eater within its grasp, as if it were holding the world!
The grand mountain of flesh seed small under this Buddha’s Hand.
No matter how the mountain of flesh struggled, it was difficult to escape.
The next mont, the Buddha’s other hand raised, holding the Vajra Pestle, and heavily smashed it down onto the mountain of flesh!
"There’s still people inside!"
Zhao Feng hurriedly shouted.
The Buddha paused slightly, and a golden glass Thousand Buddha Relic Pagoda flew out from his back.
Thousands of Buddha shadows stood on the Relic Pagoda, reciting sutras, seemingly empowering the Buddha Law upon the pagoda.
The Relic Pagoda heavily suppressed this mountain of flesh.
The atball World Eater imdiately lost control and opened countless mouths.
Imdiately, a chaotic whirlwind of Spirit Chickens and cultivators flew out of those mouths!
"It’s Ying He!"
"Qingyang!"
The cultivators were overjoyed at the sight, quickly gathering them up.
Upon examination, although they were unconscious, there were no major concerns.
Yet the Buddha did not stop, the Vajra Pestle falling down, as the white flesh mountain in the Buddha’s hand exhausted its ability to neutralize force, and it was gradually pierced by the Vajra Pestle.
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