Ning Changge remained silent.
The spiritual light in his eyes grew more radiant, plunging into an enlightened state, continually analyzing the fluctuations surrounding the relic, his perception intensifying.
The floor-sweeping monk frowned.
The spiritual light in Ning Changgeâs eyes made him uncomfortable, feeling exposed.
Joining his palms, he murmured:
âI come for Abbot Kongwenâs obsession and mean no offense.â
With that.
A serene expression washed over him.
Martial experts held their breaths; the twoâs casual discourse radiated immense pressure.
And now.
Finally, he was going to act!
The floor-sweeping monk pressed his palms together, golden light enveloping the sky once more, with manifestations of Arhats and Bodhisattvas, the sound of Buddhist sutras echoing.
âLay down the butcherâs knife and attain Buddhahood immediately!â
The ethereal voice turned the faces of blood-coated individuals pale. Terror filled their eyes, sweat dripping heavily.
Yao Yue snorted coldly, using her vigorous Yuan energy to block out the annoying Buddhist light.
As a ruthless female demon in martial arts, she had taken many lives, but as a top-tier Heaven-Man expert, she wasnât troubled by a mere echo of Buddhist light.
However, deep down, she felt stunned.
Such power exceeded Heaven-Man, nearly a half-step land-dwelling immortal. Though not a true land-dwelling immortal, its might was tremendous enough to shake the heavens and earth!
Wudang members tightened their grips, slightly apprehensive, understandable given the combatantâs unrivaled pinnacle in Nine Provincesâ martial arts.
The floor-sweeping monk slowly extended both hands.
A golden Buddhaâs palm appeared, brilliant and solid, inscribed with mysterious patterns, akin to Sanskrit sutras.
The Buddhaâs palm ascended rapidly, growing, becoming a small mountain, exhibiting horrific might, poised to grasp the heavens and earth, causing Heaven-Man experts like Xie Xiaofeng to pale.
It resonated with the power of heaven and earth, far surpassing the Heaven-Man realmâs natural grand momentum!
Under everyoneâs watchful eyes.
Arhats and Bodhisattvas followed as the golden Buddhaâs palm approached Ning Changge slowly.
Appearing slow.
Yet, it instantly appeared ominously above Ning Changgeâs head. The spiritual light still flickered in his eyes, with the Daoâs essence manifesting around him, nearing enlightenment at a critical juncture.
He barely glanced at the overshadowing Buddhaâs palm, undeterred, azure spiritual energy surged around him as he purposefully formed an incantation with one hand.
Suddenly, azure light flooded the sky.
âKui Wood Azure Light Shield!â
Threads of azure light appeared as supportive hands, swirling and encircling Ning Changge, as though ancient, giant trees sprouted from the earth, forming a barrier to confront the overshadowing Buddhaâs palm.
Boom!
A muffled sound echoed.
The overshadowing Buddhaâs palm struck the azure light barrier, producing a thunderous noise, causing Celestial Pillar Peak to quiver, gusts violently swirling, tossing even grandmasters off balance.
Had the two not dissipated part of the power, it wouldnât have just been a fall but bodies bursting!
Everyoneâs bodies trembled, dumbfoundedly peering towards the altarâs side, hearts jolting.
Azure light flowed over Ning Changgeâs body, dimmed slightly but still resilient.
Contrastingly, the overshadowing Buddhaâs palm.
Deteriorated by azure light, cracked, then shattered completely!
Clearly.
Their power in exchange, who was stronger, was obvious!
Xie Xiaofeng remains utterly stupefied.
âNot even a Buddhaâs move could harm Little True Immortal a bit?â
What a terrifying notion.
Wudang members looked at Ning Changge, eyes bright and fervent with excitement; Little Martial Uncle/Nephewâs divine power!
The floor-sweeping monkâs face finally changedâ¦
Upon exchanging blows, he sensed the peculiar nature of Ning Changgeâs force, vastly different from the land-dwelling immortalâs true martial power, involuntarily blurting:
âWhat is this force?!â
His eyes held unprecedented solemnity, as if seeing the essence of heaven and earth within Ning Changgeâs power.
Ning Changge didnât respond.
Remaining seated cross-legged, the spiritual light gradually faded from his eyes, a contented smile forming at his lips.
Observing Kongwenâs body nurture the relic gave him profound realization!
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[You observed the entire process of a body nurturing a relic, discerning the essence of Buddhistsâ will attaching to relics, understanding the link and distinction between will and spiritual consciousness, thereby creating the Immortal Dao spiritual consciousness attaching technique!]
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Earlier, Ning Changge witnessed the entirety of the process.
Kongwen, upon activating the relic, was utterly assimilated by the true Buddhahood force, eradicating his mark â an immense drawback.
Using this as a foundation.
He replaced Buddhist will with spiritual consciousness, eliminating this flaw, posing no life-threatening danger to the host.
Moreover.
Where Buddhist will required a Buddha Relic, Ning Changgeâs technique didnât, allowing attachment of spiritual consciousness to spiritual objects when necessary, offering convenience in future endeavors.
This immortal technique vastly surpasses the former!
Why wouldnât Ning Changge be delighted?
Possessing unmatched comprehension, he observed othersâ teachings, extracting excellence from them to innovate, crafting a path better suited for himself â this too was his way.
Now wasnât the time to delve into this newly gained insight of the spiritual consciousness technique.
First, solve the present issue.
He gazed dispassionately at the floor-sweeping monk.
âI struck you once just now, Iâll return it with one strike.â
As the words were spoken.
The floor-sweeping monkâs demeanor turned alert, sensing immense dread within the words, momentarily unable to ponder Ning Changgeâs peculiar power, he too sat cross-legged, golden light radiating, facing Ning Changge from afar!
Breaths were held, an eager anticipation for Ning Changge to reveal his methods.
Ning Changge chuckled softly, the fresh enlightenment elevating his spirits; the floor-sweeping monk, though formidable, remained within his manageable scope.
High upon the altar, he flicked his finger.
A deep azure flame immediately shot forth.
Everyone trembled with excitement.
Here came Pure Yang True Fire!
The recent scene of Pure Yang True Fire refining the Dragon Elephant True Body lingered in their eyes, even the unparalleled body of the Esoteric Buddhist monk was reduced to a skeleton!
Now they couldnât help but imagine whether the Pure Yang True Fire or the Buddhaâs golden body would prevail!
The floor-sweeping monk felt tense, detecting a sinister vibration from the flame.
Were it his true golden body, he would fear nothing; now, possessing only Kongwenâs body, even with a relic providing power, couldnât compare to a true Buddha.
Buzz!!
The dark azure Pure Yang True Fire swelled with the wind, rapidly transforming into a chain of azure flames, tightly binding the floor-sweeping monk.
Yet, clearly, he wasnât an ordinary opponent.
He chanted Buddhist names, the chants echoing immensely as dense golden light enveloped him, forming a protective golden bell shield!
Shaolin harbors a supreme technique known as the Golden Bell Shield.
At present, under the empowerment of true Buddhist force, the shield achieved a miraculous state, reaching culmination.
Inscribed with Buddhist script, the shield became divinely extraordinary.
True fire clashed with the golden shield, with both sides locked in a stalemate!
Zhu Wushi was stupefied, murmuring in disbelief:
âIt⦠actually held?â
Though it was evident that the Pure Yang True Fire had the upper hand, the golden shield was not without its defense, albeit with a slow refinement, a rarity to witness.
Previously, in merely ten breaths.
The Esoteric Buddhist monkâs Dragon Elephant True Body was utterly refined!
Buzz Buzz!
Scorching waves swirled atop Celestial Pillar Peak, heightening heart palpitations with their fearful heat, the nature of which was terrifying.
Ning Changge exhibited slight surprise, attaining land-dwelling immortal realm indeed equipped him with measures.
The Pure Yang True Fire could still refine the golden shield, but it would take considerable time, perhaps a day and night.
Clearly.
Ning Changge didnât wish to waste time on this.
He adopted a formal pose for the first time, his casual demeanor replaced with seriousness, his voice edged with solemnity.
âShaolinâs Golden Bell is indeed extraordinary, I also have an art, named Jade Pivot Heavenly Thunder, please experience it.â
That rainy night enlivened his comprehension, producing two arts.
One, Kui Wood Azure Light Shield, capable of repelling heavenly thunder, showcased earlier;
The other, Jade Pivot Heavenly Thunder Law, capable of commanding heavenly thunder and Ning Changgeâs foremost annihilation technique!
At the moment.
As his words faded, everyone heard thunder resounding atop Celestial Pillar Peak!
They startled, instinctively gazing skyward.
Unbeknownst, the golden sun had silently vanished, with dark clouds amassing, within which terrifying lightning danced!
Boom!!
Thunder roared, causing Buddhaâs expression to alter!