Longevity, starting from being a chicken raising servant Chapter 2293 - 165: Magical Combat (Part 2)

Within the Void of the Outer Realm.

The yellow wind howls violently, circling the Yellow-skinned Bodhisattva like a pack of savage wolves.

As it bites into the Yellow-skinned Bodhisattva, his Golden Body becomes scarred and pitted, causing demonic blood to spray in every direction!

Wang Ba stands perfectly still, his expression tight with concentration. He gazes at the demonic form revealed beneath the shattered Golden Body of the Yellow-skinned Bodhisattva, lost in contemplation.

The Buddha serves as the mask while the demon is the reality; from the Great Bodhisattvas to the Arhats, every monk of the Supreme True Buddha possesses such a twisted and malevolent essence. Why do these monstrous fiends clothe themselves in the imagery of Buddhism? He wondered if there was a deeper significance he had yet to grasp.

Furthermore, he noted with interest that when the Yellow-skinned Bodhisattva first released the yellow wind, Wang Ba had intended to use the Wind-Driving Staff to disrupt the gale and incite internal chaos. Surprisingly, the staff’s ability to dominate the yellow wind far exceeded its control over standard wind techniques, as if the yellow wind was naturally destined to be ruled by the artifact.

In the presence of the Wind-Driving Staff, the very foundation of the Yellow-skinned Bodhisattva’s power appeared to be nothing more than a pathetic joke.

"Six Candle Stick of Tongyou..."

Wang Ba thought back to the prior words of Heavenly Monarch Chao regarding the legendary Buddhist entity who had returned from The Heavens.

The Wind-Driving Staff belongs to the Six Candle Stick of Tongyou, representing the majesty of the six wind origins and capable of governing all transformations. These Six Candle Sticks are the personal treasures of that great Buddhist figure.

"That figure is likely Tibo, the one who fought against Immortal Monarch Luhe. Since Tibo’s treasure can effortlessly suppress the Dharma of the Supreme True Buddha... could Tibo actually be the Supreme True Buddha himself?"

He had harbored this suspicion previously, though it lacked supporting evidence. It was only after clashing with the Yellow-skinned Bodhisattva and connecting these two clues that he began to seriously re-examine the theory.

"Does that mean Tibo is also the owner of the massive hand that struck down the Taoist who tried to ascend in the Sea of Chaos Realm? Yet Tibo can easily crush a Mahayana, proving he remains an immortal being; even if he isn't at full strength, why would he watch over the Sea of Chaos Realm? Is it because of Immortal Monarch Luhe? Or perhaps the treasure Luhe mentioned?"

"And for what reason does the Supreme True Buddha spread ruin across the Realm Sea and incite these conflicts?"

"For a being of Tibo’s stature, a single command would bring countless domains to their knees as slaves. Why go through such trouble?"

"What was the true cause of the ancient battle between Immortal Monarch Luhe and Tibo?"

A flood of questions washed over Wang Ba’s heart, but without the missing pieces of the puzzle, he was unable to form a complete picture.

Meanwhile, the agonizing screams of the Yellow-skinned Bodhisattva grew harsher, pulling Wang Ba back to the present moment.

He observed as the Golden Body of the Yellow-skinned Bodhisattva peeled away entirely, leaving behind only a humanoid demon. One hand covered its eyes while the other clawed at its chest, surrounded by demonic Qi that flickered like a dying flame within the yellow wind.

The Earth Yellow Treasure Beads rotated frantically in front of him, but they were useless.

Even the Demon Dao cried out in pain, unable to escape the torment of this yellow wind, which felt like a punishment from the deepest pits of hell.

If a typical cultivator were caught in this, they might survive momentarily, but they would beg for the release of death.

Wang Ba watched the scene with cold, indifferent eyes.

He was in no rush to deliver the final blow to the Yellow-skinned Bodhisattva.

He simply observed, hoping to learn more by studying the exposed demon body.

Regardless, the gap between them was obvious; the fight was over, and only the formal admission of defeat was missing.

Back in the Taoist Field of the Cloud Sky Realm.

The watching cultivators were filled with excitement, screaming for the kill, while True Man Ba and True Man Nie wore expressions of immense pride.

The youth in purple robes remained composed, though a hint of shock and confusion lingered in his gaze.

The outcome did not surprise him, as the combatant was a direct disciple of Heavenly Monarch Chao.

However, he was stunned by the ease with which Wang Ba had neutralized the Yellow-skinned Bodhisattva; the methods used were so effortless they baffled him.

It wasn't just those in the Cloud Sky Realm; the monks of the Supreme True Buddha were equally stunned.

Only the Eastern Great Bodhisattva, situated in the center, seemed to realize something.

He squinted at Wang Ba, his eyes flashing with a mixture of alarm and doubt.

After a moment of thought, he spoke, his voice carrying across the distance:

"Layman, we admit defeat..."

Whoosh!

Just as the Eastern Great Bodhisattva finished speaking, Wang Ba made a swift motion with his finger!

A bolt of light struck the Yellow-skinned Bodhisattva squarely in the head.

It was the Ruyi Tao Treasure from earlier, which Wang Ba had quickly refined and deployed.

The Ruyi descended with crushing force; the demonic fire of the Yellow-skinned Bodhisattva vanished like mist, revealing a small, twisted mortal form beneath—resembling the Outer World Cultivators of the Sea of Chaos Realm. He dropped his hands, a look of relief finally appearing in his blood-soaked eyes.

"Demon Head!"

"Vile Fiend!"

The Bodhisattvas and Arhats of the Supreme True Buddha turned pale with rage, shouting curses.

The Eastern Great Bodhisattva adopted a look of pity, pressing his palms together as he recited a holy name:

"Supreme True Buddha... Layman, your thirst for blood is excessive. Are you not concerned with the karmic debt you accrue? Without a way to resolve it, ruin is inevitable."

"Who among those born into this world can truly escape disaster?"

Wang Ba lowered his hand with calm indifference.

He gave a subtle gesture.

The Earth Yellow Treasure Bead, now without a master, flew quickly toward Wang Ba from beside the corpse of the Yellow-skinned Bodhisattva.

"You dare kill my Bodhisattva and then attempt to seize our sacred treasure? Such insolence!"

A fierce Bodhisattva, glowing with the heat of a Fire Lotus, roared in fury. He turned into a streak of light, racing to intercept the Earth Yellow Treasure Bead!

Wang Ba’s face remained stoic as he suddenly lunged forward, his wings unfurling like a great bird taking flight.