Saint Emperor Devourer of Heaven

The wind howled, and sand filled the sky.

Jun Wuxie and Yue Yao traveled through the thick sandstorm, not knowing how far they had gone, when they saw a glimmer of golden light.

They headed towards the light, and gradually, the sandstorm thinned, and the wind was not as strong as before.

Finally, the sandstorm stopped, and the world in sight became clear.

The dazzling golden light was at the end of their vision.

It was a massive mountain, towering into the sky.

At the peak of the mountain, there was a magnificent complex of buildings, which could be identified at a glance as temples, grand and solemn.

At this moment, the stone temple was emitting chanting sounds, radiating a sacred golden glow, and filled with a rich Buddhist aura.

The mountain was very steep, and there was a path leading from the foot of the mountain to the stone temple at the summit, a staircase paved with bluestone.

The dangerous feeling from before had vanished without a trace, replaced by a sense of peace, as if the soul had been cleansed, all distracting thoughts and worries cast aside, and the mind was clear.

Jun Wuxie and Yue Yao looked at each other, and both saw a hint of surprise in each other's eyes.

Although they knew it must be related to Buddhism when they heard the chanting, they did not expect to see a temple in such a place.

The temple was too magnificent, built on the summit of the mountain, sacred and solemn, involuntarily inspiring a pilgrimage mentality.

Spirit Mountain Treasure Temple.

At the top of the highest hall of the stone temple on the mountain, there was a plaque with four ancient characters filled with Buddhist aura.

Before long, the chanting in the Spirit Mountain Treasure Temple gradually stopped, and a grand voice followed.

The voice was like a great bell, each word striking the heart.

The voice was gentle, but with a sense of emptiness and etherealness, emanating from the Spirit Mountain Treasure Temple, echoing in the heavens and earth.

The voice was giving a sermon, and from time to time, different voices asked for guidance.

The Spirit Mountain Treasure Temple radiated golden light, with rosy clouds floating in the sky, auspicious colors falling, and rainbows across the sky.

In front of the Spirit Mountain Treasure Temple, a golden-winged roc spread its wings and flew high, circling over the Spirit Mountain.

"Let's go and take a look."

Jun Wuxie's eyes were deep, and looking at the extraordinary scene of the Spirit Mountain Treasure Temple, he pulled Yue Yao forward.

They quickly arrived at the foot of the mountain, and the moment they stepped onto the bluestone steps, their feet touched the stairs.

Dang—

A bell rang through the heavens and earth, as if from the treasure temple on the mountain.

The bluestone steps under their feet, where their footsteps landed, golden light spread like ripples, covering the steps with a layer of golden glow.

Of course, this golden glow was not the energy they released, but the Sanskrit derived from the steps when their footsteps stepped on them.

Each stone step they walked on turned golden, and a large number of Sanskrit characters appeared, filled with a rich Buddhist aura.

Jun Wuxie and Yue Yao were naturally calm, but the eyes of the Golden Flame Divine Dragon and the Flame Dragon Vein, perched on his shoulders, changed.

Perhaps they themselves did not realize their changes.

There was a hint of piety in their eyes.

As Jun Wuxie and Yue Yao continued to climb up, getting closer and closer to the Spirit Mountain Treasure Temple, the piety in the eyes of the Golden Flame Divine Dragon and the Flame Dragon Vein deepened.

"Wake up!"

Jun Wuxie's voice was not loud, sounding very light, but it exploded in their minds like a thunderclap, instantly awakening the two dragons and pulling them back to reality.

They were covered in cold sweat, looking in horror at the Spirit Mountain Treasure Temple on the summit, and said, "Master, the chanting and Buddhist aura have a bewitching magic that can capture the mind!"

"Only now do you realize? You are both peak Divine Realm experts, outstanding beings, who have survived countless years, yet you have fallen prey here."

"Master is right to reprimand us."

The Golden Flame Divine Dragon was ashamed.

...

Before long, they finally finished the steps and arrived in front of the Spirit Mountain Treasure Temple.

There was no one guarding here, and the entire treasure temple was bathed in Buddhist light, with golden glow filling the sky.

They passed through the gate and entered the treasure temple, which was very spacious. There were many statues on both sides, either chubby Arhats or beautiful and compassionate Guanyin.

The Buddhist aura here was even stronger, and the chanting sound lingered in their ears. Even if they blocked their hearing, it would still penetrate into their sea of consciousness, echoing endlessly in their minds.

The two dragons tried their best to stabilize their primordial spirit, resisting the Buddhist aura and chanting sound here, but they still felt their minds wandering, and could not help but be horrified.

Who is using supernatural powers in the treasure hall in front, to be so terrifying, that they, even with precautions, have to resist so hard and suffer a lot of influence.

They came all the way to the Spirit Mountain Treasure Hall.

The hall was very spacious, with Arhats and Bodhisattvas standing on both sides, each three zhang tall.

At this moment, the Arhats and Bodhisattvas in the hall looked at Jun Wuxie and Yue Yao with gentle eyes.

"Who are you?"

Above the main hall, a ten-zhang-tall golden Buddha was sitting there, asking Jun Wuxie and Yue Yao.

"I am the invincible one here."

Jun Wuxie replied calmly.

The golden Buddha could not help but smile and said, "Although benefactor's supernatural powers are outstanding, you should also guard against arrogance and rashness. How dare you speak of invincibility."

"You seem unconvinced?"

Jun Wuxie also laughed.

"This seat does not compete with benefactor for strength, but this seat wants to make a bet with benefactor, how about it?"

Saying this, he stretched out a palm and placed it in front of Jun Wuxie, saying, "Since benefactor boasts of invincibility, dare you enter this seat's palm? If benefactor can leave this seat's palm, then this seat will lose. At that time, this seat can agree to any request from benefactor."

"Interesting, you say you don't compete with me for strength, but as soon as you finish speaking, you want to make a bet with me to determine victory or defeat.

Since you want to determine victory or defeat, I will naturally fulfill you, lest you continue to mystify here."

As soon as the voice fell, Jun Wuxie, who had been prepared for a long time, used the forbidden effect of the Dou Character Secret, the Taiji Bagua Star Sea, the four sublimation-type secret techniques, and the Three Thousand Layer Killing Technique together.

His movements were extremely fast, and he did not enter the golden Buddha's palm as required, but directly raised his fist and bombarded forward.

In this state, he was truly unparalleled in power!

The Chaos Creation Emperor Fist, evolved the ancient and blurred universe of the creation of heaven and earth, instantly crushed the distance between him and the golden Buddha, crushing his entire palm.

The fist mark instantly descended!

"Stop this impudence!"

The golden Buddha shouted, and then the palm erected in front of his chest suddenly suppressed forward, and boundless golden light radiated.

Boom!

The fist mark collided with the palm, and an deafening roar erupted. The entire hall shook violently under the impact of the aftermath.

Those Arhats and Bodhisattvas who were originally standing in the hall all retreated from the hall, watching from a distance.

In the next moment, the entire hall collapsed.

The seated golden Buddha was blasted backwards under this fist.

His golden palm was covered with cracks, overflowing with blood.

However, the blood that should have been filled with Buddhist aura now overflowed with a strong baleful aura.

"Bold demon, dare to blaspheme the sacred land of Spirit Mountain!"

The golden Buddha hurriedly repaired the wound, and the ten-zhang golden body looked down at Jun Wuxie with majesty.

"Stop pretending, who is the demon between us, don't you know in your heart?

Your methods are useless to me. In a situation where my mind is not affected, do you think it is meaningful for you to say these naive words?"

"Amitabha!"

The ten-zhang golden Buddha chanted a Buddha's name, and then laughed loudly, laughing very presumptuously and demonically, which was really incongruous with his ten-zhang golden body's sacred appearance.

"Since that's the case, this seat will not play with you anymore.

You want to take away that Golden Flame Divine Dragon, wishful thinking!

He is used by this seat to cultivate the innate source of fire, and then to irrigate the Fire Bodhi Tree!

This seat has been waiting for a long time, how can it be ruined by you!"

The golden light on the ten-zhang golden Buddha's body remained, but black, demonic Sanskrit and swastika symbols appeared on the surface of his body.

At this moment, the aura of the Demon Buddha swept out like a mountain torrent.

"I have long understood the methods of the World Honored One Demon Buddha sect.

I already knew your origins when I heard the chanting, and you even evolved this Spirit Mountain illusion to deceive me."

Jun Wuxie couldn't help but laugh as he said this.

Then, he shook the Golden Flame Divine Dragon and the Flame Dragon Vein off his shoulders and said, "You go and deal with those Demon Buddha Arhats and Bodhisattvas!"

As soon as the voice fell, he stepped towards the ten-zhang golden Demon Buddha.

A powerful aura swept out, covering the sky and the earth.

"Overestimating yourself, how dare you compete with this seat!"

The ten-zhang golden Demon Buddha was extremely confident and did not put the youth in front of him in his eyes at all.

Although he knew that the opponent was very strong, he was not enough in front of him.

The injury just now was because he did not use the sublimation secret technique, while the opponent had obviously used many kinds of superimposed sublimation techniques.

"You are very strong, even the Dark Curse is afraid of you.

But how does it know that you are no longer the you of that year.

A Constant God Realm Buddha Demon, under the torment of countless years, his realm has actually fallen to the half-step True God Realm.

It seems that you were seriously injured that year.

In your body, I can still feel the purest power of Buddha nature.

If I guessed correctly, the one who seriously injured you that year should be the Constant God monk of the Ancient Buddha sect.

In this way, your Demon Buddha World Honored One sect is ultimately inferior to the compassionate Ancient Buddha sect."

"Shut up!"

The ten-zhang golden Buddha Demon's face twisted when he heard these words.

This was the thing he could not accept most in his life, and he regarded it as a great shame!

He was very proud, always very proud, and never put the people of the Ancient Buddha sect in his eyes, until he was defeated by the Constant God Buddha of the Ancient Buddha sect and almost died on the spot.

Fortunately, Hengshen the Great Buddha of the Ancient Buddhist Sect did not kill him back then, but brought him to this universe, opened up a different space, evolved it into hell, and suppressed him there.

Perhaps it was a blessing from the heavens, but this different space encountered problems at some point, causing the seal to loosen.

Only then was he able to break through the seal.

However, due to the significant drop in his cultivation realm, he planted the Blood Bodhi Tree, hoping to use the innate source of fire to evolve it.

When that time comes, consuming the Fire Bodhi Seed will restore a considerable portion of his cultivation realm.

Otherwise, in this space, he wouldn't even be able to restore his cultivation realm to the True God Realm, and would be unable to completely break free from all the shackles of the seal on his body and escape from here.

"No matter how amazing you are, today you can only become nourishment for me!

Your bloodline is powerful, and if I devour you, I might obtain unexpected benefits!"

The ten-zhang golden-bodied Demon Buddha's eyes were filled with excitement and greed, and his aura was rising crazily.

Ten times, a hundred times, a thousand times...

Generally speaking, True Qi cultivators, even those with powerful bloodlines, will stop ascending after reaching a thousand times.

If they continue, their physical bodies will not be able to withstand it and will suffer damage.

However, this Demon Buddha continued to ascend.

Two thousand times, three thousand times!

He ascended a full three thousand times!

Far exceeding others.

This is the nature of Buddhist cultivators.

Buddhism has always emphasized physical body cultivation, otherwise there would be no such thing as a golden body.

Their powerful physical bodies enable their limit combat power to usually far surpass other cultivators.

Only body refiners and ancient bloodlines that can bless the physical body can suppress them.

"What will you use to fight me!"

After ascending three thousand times, the ten-zhang golden-bodied Demon Buddha looked down at Jun Wuxie, walked over with big steps, and was incomparably powerful.

His golden palm waved out, covering the sky, suppressing downwards, like a golden divine mountain pressing down.

Jun Wuxie stepped on extreme speed, avoiding this attack.

The ten-zhang golden-bodied Demon Buddha sneered, he put his hands together, and countless demonic and mighty Sanskrit runes lit up all over his body.

Immediately afterwards, golden light soared into the sky behind his body, laws filled the sky, and a thousand-zhang tall Demon Buddha emerged.

The moment that Demon Buddha opened his eyes, the wind and clouds changed color, the entire mountain was collapsing and sinking, the space here was constantly collapsing, and the sky was cracking open.

Rumble!

The scene was too terrifying, as if the world was being destroyed. After the thousand-zhang Demon Buddha appeared, everything in the world was being destroyed.

The other Arhats and Bodhisattvas had already moved the battlefield to a very distant place.

They were besieging the Golden Flame Fire Dragon and the Flame Dragon Vein, and the two sides fought frantically. Golden Buddha statues constantly emerged, then were blasted apart, then emerged again, then were blasted apart. Dragon shadow visions were also shattered by Buddha hands.

Dragon roars, chanting sounds, and various sounds rose and fell one after another.

Above the collapsing Spirit Mountain, the thousand-zhang Demon Buddha's aura suppressed the eight wastelands and six directions.

He stretched out a palm, incomparably dazzling with golden light, and descended from the sky with a rumbling sound, suppressing and killing downwards.

The power of this palm, if it were anyone else, even ten half-step True Gods would not be able to withstand it, they would be annihilated.

The power of Buddhism was too vast, and even from a very far distance, Jun Wuxie felt a sense of his muscles and bones wanting to crack.

It has to be said that this opponent is really too strong!

His cultivation realm is very high, half-step True God, possessing complete divine rules in his body, not incomplete divine rules!

Because he was once a Great Demon Buddha of the Eternal Saint Realm, his Divine Forbidden Domain is also very terrifying, barely stepping into the level of a Hundred-Life Myth.

"Life and death are in these few strikes!"

Jun Wuxie didn't want to continue fighting with such a strong enemy.

His current cultivation realm is too low compared to his opponent, only Eternal Saint Realm Minor Celestial Position.

Under the blessing of various secret techniques, his attack power can be very strong, but facing such an opponent, his defense is insufficient. It is very unwise to continue fighting.

Looking at the huge Buddha handprint that was suppressing and killing him, a cold light bloomed in Jun Wuxie's deep eyes.

Locking onto that Buddha hand, he suddenly waved out a fist imprint.

Chaos Creation Emperor Fist!

The power of the Three Thousand Stacking Kill Technique instantly stacked to hundreds of thousands of times, reaching his limit!

The Qi of Chaos surged, and the innate aura permeated.

His whole person seemed to emerge from the Chaos, the Emperor Fist evolved the scene of the creation of the world, carrying an overbearing and unparalleled power, with a bang, colliding with the Buddha hand of the thousand-zhang Demon Buddha.

In the deafening roar, cracks instantly covered the Buddha hand, and it was penetrated by the fist imprint.

The collapsing energy swept in like a torrent.

Jun Wuxie immediately used the Royal Word Secret, constructing a Chaos Golden Blood Qi Circle.

At the same time, after blasting through the Buddha hand, the fist continued forward, in the shocked eyes of the ten-zhang Demon Buddha, it moved forward unimpeded, blasting through the defense he had constructed in time, and blasting apart his ten-zhang body.

"You—"

The ten-zhang golden-bodied Demon Buddha instantly reorganized after exploding, his face full of shock and anger, unable to believe it, unable to accept this reality.

A person in the Eternal Saint Realm actually blasted him, who was in the Hundred-Life Myth Realm and had the cultivation realm of a half-step True God, alive!

"I said, I am invincible here, and I have come to kill you."

Jun Wuxie's words were cold, and there was also chaotic golden blood on his body, and many openings had cracked in his muscles.

In this level of battle, if he doesn't use the World Domain, his defense is still slightly weak, and the power after the secret technique collapses is enough to injure his body.

The Qi of Life flowed, and the wounds on his body quickly healed.

"Die!"

He walked towards the ten-zhang golden-bodied Buddha Demon, whose body was reorganized, his posture incomparably powerful!