This clearly shouldn’t be the usual conduct for a pure Demon Head.
And these monks of the Supre True Buddha, born human, cloaked in Buddhist guise, yet beneath it all are filled with demon nature, indistinguishable from the real Demon Head. Such a person appearing even once in the Realm Sea is a rare evildoer, yet within the Supre True Buddha, almost every one he encountered was like this.
"Why exactly is this?"
Puzzled in heart.
The Bodhisattva, who transforms Buddha into demon, wielding the Dao Treasure, finally cut through a path from this yellow wind, showcasing power that was noticeably stronger than when in Buddha form.
Buddha possesses compassion and reverence, whereas demons act on whims, thus when shedding the Buddha’s guise, the demon beneath beca even stronger.
Below within the light shield, the emaciated old man saw this scene and instantly recalled his past encounters, fighting with all his might, almost at the point of exhaustion, employing various thods before finally killing that Bodhisattva, only for the opponent to reveal the demon body and send him into a desperate situation with one palm.
If it wasn’t for the two Mahayana from the Silkworm Dragon Realm and Void Demon Realm arriving out of nowhere and attracting that Demon Buddha, he might have died on the spot back then.
With this thought, he hurriedly shouted:
"Wang Ba, be careful!"
Above the Sky Do, as if hearing the emaciated old man’s reminder, Wang Ba quickly snapped back to his senses, heart slightly chilled, a palm stretched sideways, instantly hitting the Bodhisattva who transford Buddha into demon, the head exploded, Demonic Qi scattered, yet he seed indifferent, just shifted his gaze, scanning around, but did not see other monks appearing, feeling a bit puzzled:
"Careful?"
"Careful of what?"
Below, the emaciated old man seeing this scene, opened his mouth in astonishnt, the reminder he was about to utter suddenly stopped at the lips, eventually swallowed back down.
What kind of divine person is this!
Wanxiang Sect Patriarch’s grave smoking green fus!
No, I am the Wanxiang Sect Patriarch...
The emaciated old man regaining his senses, subconsciously looked towards the exhausted nearby russet-clad youth, yet likewise fixated on the Sky Do, heart should be worried for the other’s injuries at this mont, feeling instead a strange sense of relief.
"I just said Wanxiang Sect disciples in Little Cang World are not inferior to anyone!"
Can’t help but think of that typically indifferent teacher.
"If the teacher knew that Wanxiang Sect had produced such an extraordinary cultivator, surely he would be greatly surprised, right?"
"No way, if he knows that it ca specifically from Wanxiang Sect in Little Cang World, his eyes are bound to pop out!"
Emaciated old man not without so anticipation, though feeling disrespectful to the teacher, thinking back on how the other didn’t approve of his intention to rescue Wanxiang Sect in Little Cang World, inexplicably filled with satisfaction.
"It’s a pity the teacher isn’t here."
Heart full of regret.
Just as thoughts arose in his mind, above the Sky Do, at the entrance of the Realm mbrane, Wang Ba lost interest in continuing, raised hand consecutively, delivering multiple palms.
Seemingly ordinary, yet actually filled with Dao Domain, rules, each strike was Wang Ba’s full strength except for Beast Control and Dao Treasure.
Only hearing the rapid thumping sounds.
Even though three Bodhisattvas tried their best to manage Dao Treasures to block, still Wang Ba easily spotted a flaw, instantly knocked the three out of Dao Treasure protection.
Golden Bodies all shattered, Demonic Qi yet to manifest, easily subdued by him, similarly sealed and suppressed with Divine Patterns, into his sleeve.
Then he strode forward, standing at the entrance of the Realm mbrane.
Outside, golden light glittering like daylight, nurous figures continuously rushing in from outside!
Among these figures, Bodhisattvas and Arhats are not lacking, more nurous than the previous batch that entered the realm, each shining with Buddhist Light like clumps of light, making one dizzy.
Wang Ba yet appeared calm, standing alone at the entrance of the Realm mbrane.
His gaze crossed these attacking monks, looking towards a void, sensing the distance, slightly steadied in heart.
anwhile, the rushing light clusters abruptly halted before the entrance!
Light clusters faded, monks erged one after another, yet all gazing in fear.
Looking at each other, then heard one saying deeply:
"Even though he’s unmatched in Bodhisattva Realm, if we join forces, he surely isn’t..."
As spoken, that monk yet saw Wang Ba glance over, shocked in heart, dared not continue speaking.
Just Wang Ba then chuckled lightly and retreated into the realm.
Seeing this scene, all monks were stunned.
The cultivator, shocked into silence earlier, now also invigorated, promptly said:
"He surely is afraid!"
"Let’s go quickly to capture him!"
With these words, they imdiately gathered courage, prompting one Arhat under Bodhisattva’s command to cautiously stride into the realm.
But then paused.
The green-robed Taoist stood nearby on the Sky Do, hands dangling, witnessing their arrival, not striking, but leisurely chuckled:
"What are you waiting for, everyone?"
Arhats bewildered ceased, then quickly dispersed, rapidly forming a formation.
Soon after, within the entrance, five Bodhisattvas and nurous yet-to-arrive Arhat travelers squeezed in, seeing Wang Ba, dared not slacken an inch, the five Bodhisattvas imdiately raised Dao Treasures, exhibiting Buddhist Law.
Outside the entrance, more monks still hurrying!
Seeing so many monk figures, even Wang Ba couldn’t help but marvel.
"The Supre True Buddha, truly substantial in enterprise!"
And below in the light shield Wanxiang Sect cultivators, witnessing this scene, though hearts tightened, silent, all fixed on the Sky Do, not missing a mont.
Emaciated old man no longer voiced, despite still worried in heart, confident Wang Ba mostly will face no danger, the only concern lie with monks endlessly arriving, Wang Ba bound to exhaust sooner or later...
Musing over this, gaze then condensed.
Suddenly saw at this mont, a creature flew out from Wang Ba’s sleeve, human-faced snake-bodied, Fang Yi flew out, red eyes shut silently!
In an instant, the emaciated old man felt darkness descend ahead!
Before him like a dark abyss, infinite darkness, swallowing all sight, senses, sounds...
"What’s happening!?"
The emaciated old man surprised and puzzled, discovered even his own voice muted in this mont.
This rare loss of sensation caused a thread of anxiety to rise within his heart.
re breaths passed, yet felt like thousands of years.
Until the sky abruptly brightened.
The emaciated old man hurriedly glanced at the Sky Do.
Only to see white clouds gather and disperse on the Sky Do repeatedly.
Yet, the crowd of monks just now vanished entirely, only a green-robed silhouette standing at the broken spot of the Sky Do, looking outside, speaking aloud:
"Unknown if any more High Monks and Virtuous still enter? Sweeping and welcoming from ."
Cultivators unseen outside scenery, only hearing outside seemingly suddenly fall silent.
Watching the silhouette, though otherwise ordinary, all hearts irresistibly bread with hope.
Perhaps... this disaster was not as unstoppable as they imagined?
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