Longevity, starting from being a chicken raising servant Chapter 2342 - 182: Fall (Part 2)
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The void stands sealed, turning heaven and earth into a vast prison!
A blue one and a yellow one, approaching from left and right, enormous palms and handprints descended like collapsing mountains from above, smashing together with thunderous force!
Right then, Wang Ba's heart plunged to its deepest despair. The Dao Treasure slipped from its scabbard into his grasp, faint golden immortal power glowed softly, his sleeve fluttered wildly, while the divine beast motifs shimmered dimly.
As that palm and print bore down relentlessly, in this pivotal instant, a purple-robed silhouette materialized quietly before Wang Ba, his form shifting just a bit.
Moments later, the body clad in purple swelled explosively!
Adorned with green hairpins and flowing ebony locks, the purple robe whipped about fiercely!
His hands formed a seal, unleashing nine brilliant sword-lights from the nearby emptiness, resembling nine celestial pillars that ringed the space!
Those blue and yellow palms smashed into the nine sword-lights, immediately bursting forth with innumerable piercing Sword Qi.
The elongated blue hand recoiled sharply, while the murky yellow handprint crumbled apart!
The purple-robed silhouette positioned itself back-to-back with Wang Ba, tilting his head faintly to stare at the two Great Bodhisattvas of Ridi and Moon Truth hovering far above in the Sky Dome. A trace of icy arrogance and unyielding resolve crossed his divine visage, and he murmured lowly: "Your opponent is me."
"Taoist Brother Bai!"
Upon witnessing the abrupt emergence of the purple-robed figure right in front of him, Wang Ba felt a mix of shock and joy, but then
understanding dawned instantly, prompting him to exclaim in haste:
"Formation!"
Sensing Wang Ba's concern as if by instinct, despite facing away from him, the purple-robed figure glanced back slightly and whispered:
"The Realm Membrane is broken, the Formation is already futile... Now, it's time for a life-and-death struggle."
With those words spoken, his form dissolved into a streak of purple radiance, charging toward the two Great Bodhisattvas, Ridi and Moon Truth...
As he observed that silhouette soaring into the distance, Wang Ba couldn't help but scan his surroundings on reflex.
The broken Realm Membrane set off a chain of transformations. The light beams linked to it pulled back and vanished, while the protective light barriers across the terrain faded away sequentially.
Now free from the dangers posed by formations tied to the Realm Membrane, the Bodhisattvas and Arhats turned their full might to clashing spells with the cultivators, driving the battle deeper into chaos...
Wang Ba's mind remained steady and serene, grasping the perilous chaos enveloping him in a flash and affirming his crucial role right there.
Letting out a sharp cry, immortal power roared forth, and a massive brush emerged from his Primordial Spirit, dipping its tips into the void. It swirled like coiling dragons and serpents, etching bold strokes on an iron-hard backdrop with silver-like precision, swiftly inscribing twenty-seven 'kill' characters in a single go. The moment they formed, they hurtled straight at the nearby Bodhisattvas and Arhats!
The Bodhisattvas labored hard just to barely ward them off.
The Arhats, caught off guard and unable to evade, perished upon contact!
"Thank you, Taoist Brother Taiyi!"
"Thank you!"
Grateful shouts rang out from close by and afar, even from certain middle-stage Crossing Tribulation cultivators.
These cultivators, locked in fierce struggles with foes and teetering on the brink, saw their enemies' assaults falter thanks to Wang Ba's Dao Treasure, giving them a moment to recover. A few capitalized to overpower their rivals, while others, though held back from striking back, held their ground and shifted the momentum in their favor.
Despite the expressions of thanks, Wang Ba felt no joy. He understood clearly that without his comrades tying down the bulk of the adversaries, he never could have vanquished the Supreme True Buddha. With Bai Lechan now blocking the two Great Bodhisattvas on his behalf, he had no intention of squandering this vital chance.
He avoided getting bogged down in fights, darting nimbly instead, unleashing a barrage of Dao Treasures in rotation with every move. Amid the furious drain on his immortal power, his yields were immense, and within mere breaths, he had felled close to forty Arhats.
In typical Domains, an Arhat—on par with an early-stage Crossing Tribulation cultivator—might prove elusive; but amid this epic showdown of Domain titans, they fared little better than mere mortals...
Regrettably, the Bodhisattvas on site had all beheld Wang Ba's solo triumph over twenty-three of their kind; thus, they stayed hyper-vigilant now, avoiding errors, pursuing no bold feats, and coordinating tightly, rendering Wang Ba's surprise attacks on them fruitless. Still, with the Bodhisattvas tensed up and Arhats dropping left and right, the Cloud Sky Realm's forces, heavy casualties notwithstanding, began to claw back some initiative.
This outcome was exactly what Bai Lechan desired.
Deploying one's elite to strike at their core ranks.
Wang Ba emerged as a surprise elite. Though shy of late-stage
Crossing Tribulation, in this instant, his impact surpassed
that of an average late-stage expert.
Yet right in that juncture.
Wang Ba's heart jolted abruptly!
Within his Spiritual Sense, a well-known and fierce alarm erupted!
On pure reflex, a ray of earthy yellow radiance burst from the Primordial Spirit, wrapping him completely!
Simultaneously, an illusory shadow of avian wings unfurled behind him, a surge of verdant light accompanied it, and he blinked away from
his prior position!
And nearly simultaneously, in the emptiness where Wang Ba had lingered moments before, a golden '卍' glyph materialized, spawning endless spreading chains that aimed to lock down that patch of void entirely.
In a flicker of green brilliance, Wang Ba reemerged elsewhere aloft, illusory wings still trailing,
his eyes quickly sweeping over the distant '卍' glyph, his face darkening gravely as he whipped around to eye a massive rift in the Realm Membrane.
"Northern Great Bodhisattva!"
At that spot, a recognizable gray-robed monk's form, etched with grim intent,
hurtled inward from beyond the realm.
His stare bypassed all within the Cloud Sky Realm, dismissing even Bai
Lechan, who hovered almost close enough to touch, without a second glance!
He fixed his gaze solely on Wang Ba, eyes blazing with uncontrollable voracious desire:
"If I could convert you... What immense merit would that be!"
Beyond mere merit, it meant claiming two of the six supreme!
Armed with them, he could genuinely revive the Human Buddha Country, and
perhaps ascend as the next Buddha Lord succeeding
Tianshang Buddha!