Longevity, starting from being a chicken raising servant Chapter 2337: 180: Illusory Realm
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Suddenly, a radiant golden glow wrapped around the nearby cultivators, pushing away the nearing Innate Divine Demons and World Eaters with force.
The cultivators, seemingly oblivious to it all, pressed their hands in prayer and murmured in unison:
“Supreme True Buddha… We welcome you, Tianshang Buddha Lord!”
“Is… Is that really the Tianshang Buddha Lord?!”
The Quiet Cave Master gazed in shock at the enormous Reclining Buddha rising slowly, hidden in the dimness.
In the meantime, a striking cultivator far off abruptly shifted his face:
“Yet another Tianshang Buddha Lord?!”
“If this turns out to be the Tianshang Buddha Lord, then the entity beyond the Cloud Sky Realm… what could it be?!”
…
Within the Cloud Sky Realm.
As soon as the Candle Dragon emerged, pitch blackness swallowed the area around Wang Ba, turning it into eternal night!
Resembling a vast chasm, it swallowed up this entire stretch of sky and land in a heartbeat.
Devoid of noise, hue, flavor, scent, touch, or thought…
Whoever tumbles into its depths encounters only emptiness, save for the beating of their own heart.
However, through the Candle Dragon's collective sight, the scene inside Wang Ba’s mind shone as vividly as daylight!
Twenty-three Bodhisattvas in total had called forth twenty superior Dao Treasures and three elite ones.
Out of those twenty superior Dao Treasures, eight barreled in near, six froze in the sky while unleashing varied Divine Secret Skills, and six held back from crashing down, instead striking from a distance via sword beams, restraints, or crushing force…
Covering distant, medium, and immediate assaults, with strikes, entrapments, tricks, and sheer might all in play…
Beyond that, these Bodhisattvas hadn’t even deployed their personal Secret Techniques; the sheer barrage of superior Dao Treasures alone sealed off every escape.
Even a cultivator in the late Crossing Tribulation phase would scatter in panic, refusing to clash head-on.
Wang Ba proved no exception.
Though armed with the Land-Parting Staff, he wouldn’t dare dream of halting such Dao Treasures.
Not just him—he figured that Bai Lechan himself, stepping in directly, would meet a doomed end.
Yet, tackling issues doesn’t always demand raw strength…
In a flash, the spots and paths of every Dao Treasure mirrored in his thoughts.
Without a second’s delay, he triggered the Silkworm Dragon Staff!
Once the Silkworm Dragon Staff glowed, the Bodhisattvas—thrown off by the vanished senses—caught a sudden spark. Before any reflection, they spotted a stern-faced man in blue robes, gripping a holstered Dao Treasure, speeding straight at them!
Still shaking off the terror of sensory blackout, now alert again, these Bodhisattvas jolted at the sight of this threatening form zeroing in on them. On reflex, they swiftly rerouted their Dao Treasures, either bouncing them at the foe or hastily forming barriers!
Thud!
The Dao Treasure smashed into the blue-robed man with ease, only revealing it as a mere phantom. The real one had pulled back in a blur, and just as the Bodhisattva exhaled in relief, a sharp warning exploded in his core!
Something in his awareness sharpened abruptly!
He moved fast; at the alert’s onset, he yanked his Dao Treasure around, but it fell short by a beat!
Boom—
A searing agony stabbed through his forehead.
This torment felt like it cracked something open in an instant.
His sight twisted faintly!
The blue-robed man, thought to be flung away by the Dao Treasure, now loomed nearby, face serene, with a subtle sheen on the sword in its sheath.
He dimly grasped the truth, but too late.
Swish—
Sword glow lanced his brow, demolishing his flesh and Primordial Spirit. A wave of bitter regret rippled through his consciousness:
“It was merely an Illusory Realm…”
Everything sank back into utter quiet.
But the purple-robed young man, protected by a Buddha bowl and a mighty Dao Treasure nearby, viewed it all in a wholly different light.
He witnessed over twenty Bodhisattvas teaming up to surround him—a force that made up a third of every Bodhisattva in the Cloud Sky Realm.
Moreover, these Bodhisattvas started swinging more than twenty Dao Treasures, poised to slam into him, yet darkness cloaked everything then, and his senses vanished in a snap!
Nearly at once, the gloom lifted once more.
What came next defied description, utterly strange. For no clear reason, the Dao Treasures in those Bodhisattvas’ grasp flipped course, either bursting into nothingness or snapping to self-defense!
Two of them even, spotting Wang Ba’s charge, directed their Dao Treasures but bizarrely hit empty space, failing to block the incoming Wang Ba at all.
Only in death did awareness seem to dawn on them.
A deadly peril that nearly ended them evaporated without trace!
The purple-robed youth felt stunned yet thrilled, grasping at once:
“An Illusory Realm! He masters Illusions too!”
Weaving an Illusory Realm isn’t tough, but swaying one to fool a Bodhisattva ranks as impossible as scaling the heavens.
Cultivators at that level, no matter their Cultivation Bases or spell-fighting prowess, always boast keen senses; the tiniest flaw would shatter any deception.
Hence, outside immortal caves or Formations, using illusions in spell battles might trick juniors at most.
Wang Ba stowed the sword sheath Dao Treasure, skipping any pause or recovery, his form twisting direction fast. Before the Bodhisattvas fully snapped out of it, he poured immortal power in, and the sword sheath Dao Treasure whipped out in a swift arc.
In a blaze of thunder and fire, two more Bodhisattvas who’d just conquered their inner dread had their Golden Bodies splintered by Wang Ba, yet he pressed on without pause. The Sword Qi tore further into the Bodhisattvas’ forms, dooming them to gruesome ends!
He had no clue how stunned Bai Lechan felt, and even aware, he wouldn’t bother clarifying.
The Silkworm Dragon Staff’s refinement dragged on slowly, nowhere near full power, so banking solely on it to spin an Illusory Realm fooling sharp-eyed Bodhisattvas seemed improbable. He’d weighed this, hence devising a plan to wield the Candle Dragon on purpose, seizing control of the Bodhisattvas’ senses nearby.
Be they cultivators or monks, all lean on senses to track a rival’s actions. This foundation aids every cultivator, but when hit, it turns deadly flaw.
Lacking senses, cultivators or monks brace for outer threats on instinct. When senses return, their gut move is shielding from external shifts, overlooking tiny perception quirks.
He nailed that narrow window, weaving the Silkworm Dragon Staff’s sway over ‘awareness’ into these monks’ senses.
Faking an assault by him, which matched exactly what these Bodhisattvas dreaded deep down, so they missed the mismatch and their fears swelled, yanking their Dao Treasures back at once.
Some Bodhisattvas, though gripped by dread, shook off cowardice inside and swung their Dao Treasures to strike back in time.
Regrettably, the illusion dug deeper amid their panic, and they stayed blind to the faint sense glitches, tumbling fully into Wang Ba’s snare, trapped beyond escape.
“Idiots! It’s an Illusory Realm!”
“Fight it with Telepathy!”
From a distance, the Southern Great Bodhisattva, who saw it unfold but got blocked from advancing, furiously drove off the Cloud Sky Realm cultivator only to tangle again with the foe, bellowed in rage.
At the Southern Great Bodhisattva’s call, the Bodhisattvas near Wang Ba finally stirred to life!
Their eyes flashed, shattering the Illusory Realm in a blink.
Spotting the four hovering, gruesome remains left as if on purpose for their eyes, dread flooded their cores!
“This happened mere instants back…”
A boundless, chilling horror welled up inside them!
They understood Telepathy could counter it, but the split between sense loss and return was so fleeting they hadn’t stirred before the Illusory Realm snared them.
That precise lag was what Wang Ba seized.
Right away, they linked via Telepathy, merging their senses, and a quick check let them spot the enemy’s Illusory Realm with ease.
Wang Ba watched, staying cool.
With fear seeds sown in these Bodhisattvas’ minds, they’d lost the reins.
The next heartbeat.
The Candle Dragon shut its eyes once more!
Darkness fell over the sky!
He meant to strike and kill!