Longevity, starting from being a chicken raising servant Chapter 2456: 221: Double Wounds
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Capítulo 2456: Chapter 221: Double Wounds
“You’re still not dead?”
The Buddha’s light, palm strike, and the Sky Dome all merged together!
In an instant, the horde of Demonic Beast illusions trailing the white-robed man bellowed towards the heavens, surging forth like an endless ocean and river, launching a ferocious assault on Tianshang Buddha!
As they clashed, Tianshang Buddha stood firm without budging, while the white-robed man elegantly withdrew, leaving numerous black voids cracking open in the space behind him.
One after another, the Demonic Beast illusions in his wake were wiped out, but the white-robed man stayed utterly serene and poised, bursting into loud laughter:
“Tianshang Buddha, how are you doing these days?”
A shadow crossed Tianshang Buddha’s features, showing mild astonishment, before enlightenment dawned on him:
“While I was guarding the Dharma Realm, I failed to notice… I never imagined you faked your demise to slip away back then.”
The white-robed man let out a booming laugh, brimming with audacity:
“It was because you, Tianshang Buddha, proved far too powerful, leaving me with no alternative.”
Next, his eyes glanced toward Wang Ba, catching the delight in Wang Ba’s gaze, and he offered a subtle grin, laced with a touch of regret, as he explained:
“The situation compelled me to conceal myself within the Silkworm Dragon Staff earlier; please don’t hold it against me.”
Witnessing this exchange, Wang Ba’s heart swelled with astonishment and happiness, and after hearing those words, he promptly responded:
“As long as Master Chao is safe, that’s what counts! True Man Taiyi was already aware, though he didn’t anticipate Master Chao’s such swift recovery.”
When Wang Ba first obtained the Silkworm Dragon Staff, he hadn’t given it much thought.
Later, upon failing to refine it, only a faint doubt arose in him.
It was only after encountering the Xiahou Demon at the Reclining Buddha that certainty struck him.
Master Chao had to be residing inside the Silkworm Dragon Staff, yet with the other party remaining hidden, some purpose must have driven that; therefore, Wang Ba chose not to intrude.
This revelation also cleared up his earlier puzzlement—why Master Chao had passed the Silkworm Dragon Staff, the cornerstone of the Canlong Realm, to him, a mere acquaintance disciple, and why the strict orders about the Cloud Sky Realm had kept him out of the prior Cloud Sky Realm conflict.
Even amid the massive battle, Bai Lechan had urged him multiple times that should things turn dire, escape was the immediate priority.
The explanation lay in the fact that possessing the Silkworm Dragon Staff positioned him as the final beacon of hope for both the Canlong Realm and Master Chao.
Despite realizing he’d been kept in the dark, Wang Ba harbored no resentment.
He had gained immensely from Heavenly Monarch Chao, and entrusting him with the Silkworm Dragon Staff represented the ultimate faith. Moreover, placing himself in the same shoes, he could grasp the other’s caution and predicament.
Given an option, who would readily surrender their realm-guarding treasure to an outsider?
Not even if that individual was his own disciple.
These reflections raced through Wang Ba’s thoughts in a flash.
Right then, far overhead, the trio of Buddha Tianyin, Heavenly Monarch Chao, and True Man Gai quietly encircled Tianshang Buddha.
At the same time, True Man Gai waved his sleeve, unleashing a multitude of Demonic Beasts that morphed into beams of radiance in the air, gathering beneath Heavenly Monarch Chao’s feet to coalesce into a savage thousand-headed beast.
Though this thousand-headed Demonic Beast’s presence fell short of Tianshang Buddha’s, and even Buddha Tianyin’s, Heavenly Monarch Chao’s, or True Man Gai’s, it scarcely reached the Mahayana Realm’s level.
With three Mahayana Cultivators and one Mahayana Demonic Beast encircling Tianshang Buddha, the tide of battle silently turned.
Confronted by this setup, Tianshang Buddha narrowed his eyes just a fraction, scanning the area with a hint of wonder:
“Did you plan for this ages ago?”
Buddha Tianyin intoned a Buddhist chant, replying with grave sincerity:
“Amitabha, Tianshang, as mortals put it, paths diverging mean no shared schemes. This applies to you; since you chase your vision of Mahayana Buddhism, why drag in so many innocents? Should you withdraw now and vow never to revisit my Duanhai Cliff’s four realms, I’ll convince True Man Gai and Heavenly Monarch Chao to spare you.”
True Man Gai and Heavenly Monarch Chao wore grave expressions; upon catching Tianyin’s suggestion, they held their tongues.
Despite assembling here with the beast to challenge Tianshang Buddha, doubt lingered in their minds, so compelling his departure, while not ideal, remained a necessary fallback.
Hearing this, Tianshang Buddha shook his head with a chuckle:
“Though I arrive without the Dharma Realm in hand, I still wish to test…”
His words trailed off as Tianshang Buddha, poised in the emptiness, lunged straight toward Heavenly Monarch Chao out of the three.
Heavenly Monarch Chao’s eyes tightened a bit, his form staying rooted.
In that split second, Buddha Tianyin darted ahead, lifting one hand in a [planting] motion, the “卍” symbol whirling swiftly before him, evolving into a glow of Buddhist radiance that blanketed the area!
Nearly at once, from the opposite flank, True Man Gai’s bearing shifted dramatically!
Once mild and refined like fine jade, it now blazed with unmatched keenness; pinching two fingers, a supreme Dao Treasure from the Cloud Sky Realm became a crisp, icy sword-gleam, slicing directly toward Tianshang Buddha.
A faint tremor stirred in Tianshang Buddha’s core, feeling the keenness of that sword-gleam, and he couldn’t resist commending:
“Fine blade!”
Yet this round, he neither backed away nor dodged.
His right palm thrust against Buddha Tianyin’s “卍” symbol, as his left hand lifted to intercept the sword-gleam.
The sword-gleam bit into his palm, where Buddha’s light flared wildly, myriad arcane scriptures resembling wriggling tadpoles danced about, gently marking the void.
At those marked spots, faint waves seemed to emerge.
The sword-gleam plunged into this Buddha’s light, sinking like into sticky mud, the nearby void shattering bit by bit, its momentum abruptly slackening.
From a distance, True Man Gai’s countenance grew stern.
He sensed dimly that the principles woven into this Buddha’s light were alien to him, unrelated to the familiar Yin and Yang or Five Elements, but more like the Four Greats of Buddhism that True Man Taiyi had referenced earlier.
This principle felt profoundly strange, to the point that even he couldn’t instantly discern a way to shatter it, resorting instead to bearing down harder, seeking to expose a weakness.
In this very moment, positioned behind Buddha Tianyin, Heavenly Monarch Chao softly stroked the multi-headed Demonic Beast at his side, murmuring a low laugh: