Saint Emperor Devourer of Heaven

Jun Wuxie looked rather frightening.

His body would occasionally show many cracks, which would repair themselves, only for new cracks to appear moments later, like shattered porcelain, as if he could disintegrate at any moment.

This time, his physical body was indeed quite severely injured, suffering a fierce backlash.

Of course, despite seeming like he was about to disintegrate, that was not actually the case.

He could absolutely continue fighting in that state for a long time.

Regardless of the consequences, he could at least do it.

Therefore, if one were to measure his combat power based on his apparent state, it would be impossible to arrive at a true answer.

Just like back in the Lower Realm, when he quelled the apocalyptic torrent, even when his physical body had died, he could still kill the Dark Sovereign, who was far higher than him in the Divine Forbidden Realm, and bury the hundreds of billions of Dark Army soldiers on the Dark Continent.

This time, it took Jun Wuxie a full two days to repair his physical body.

In fact, he had fully recovered within half a day.

For the remaining time, he simply gave his body a thorough check several times.

He repeatedly examined many places, especially the details that needed attention, carefully pondering and deducing, making sure his condition was perfect before stopping.

Opening his eyes, he saw the Demon Buddha Arhats and Bodhisattvas of the World Honored Sect staring at him with cold eyes.

His eyes were deep, and he was not angered by this, and then he stood up.

Facing those Arhats and Bodhisattvas, he put his palms together, his body shining with great Buddha light, filled with Buddhist rhythm, and a Buddha halo appeared behind his head.

This caused the golden-bodied Arhats and Bodhisattvas to show surprise.

They were shocked that this person had comprehended the Dharma and possessed such a profound Buddhist rhythm.

Immediately, their shock turned into rage.

Because they heard that person chanting scriptures.

It was actually their World Honored Sect's supreme divine power—the Sutra of Salvation!

They had never obtained the complete version of such scriptures, only the initial incomplete fragments, so the effect of their cultivation was very unsatisfactory, and they usually did not use it at all.

Unexpectedly, this young man actually knew this divine power, and seemed to have cultivated it more completely than them!

Listening to the Sutra of Salvation, they only felt a splitting headache.

Those scriptures had a kind of demonic nature, penetrating deep into their minds and primordial spirits, wanting to erase their will and re-endow them with a new will.

They roared angrily, their expressions painful and ferocious, only feeling that they were losing themselves, and a pious mentality was growing in their hearts, wanting to look up to and worship this young man before them.

Just as they were about to be converted, countless mysterious runes lit up within their bodies, and then all rushed towards their sea of consciousness.

After these runes entered the sea of consciousness, they immediately confronted Jun Wuxie's Sutra of Salvation.

Jun Shen's expression sank slightly. He had guessed that this would happen, so he had said those words to make them surrender earlier.

He wanted to shake their will.

Only when their will was shaken would he have a chance of success, otherwise, the current situation would occur.

He pushed the effect of the Sutra of Salvation to the extreme, and finally began to break through those mysterious runes.

However, seeing that they could not stop the Sutra of Salvation, those mysterious runes all rushed towards the primordial spirits of the people he was converting.

With a series of screams, dozens of Demon Buddha Golden-bodied Arhats and Bodhisattvas all had bulging eyes, bloodshot eyes, and a bang sounded in their heads.

Immediately, their eyes widened, their lips trembled a few times, and the three-zhang golden bodies fell backwards.

They were dead, their primordial spirits collapsed, and they could not close their eyes after death, not at peace, staring very wide.

"What a pity."

Jun Wuxie couldn't help but sigh.

As expected, it still failed.

After all, the Sutra of Salvation was a scripture created by the World Honored Demon Buddha, and these Arhats and Bodhisattvas believed in the World Honored Demon Buddha and cultivated the Dharma of the World Honored Demon Buddha's sect.

In the process of cultivating the World Honored Demon Buddha's Dharma, it was very likely that the mark of the World Honored Demon Buddha's believers was planted in their bodies.

Especially since they were monks in the Divine Realm. If they were below the Divine Realm, perhaps not, but it was different above the Divine Realm.

"Reluctantly, I can only use you to boil Buddha fat, peel off Buddha blood, and dig out relics."

After sighing, Jun Wuxie showed a smile on his face.

If he couldn't subdue them, turning them into rare resources was also a good choice.

He immediately sacrificed the Eternal Sacred Furnace, threw dozens of three-zhang golden-bodied Buddhas and Bodhisattvas into the Sacred Furnace, and used the Yin-Yang Fire to refine them.

The Golden Flame Divine Dragon and the Flame Dragon Vein were very curious, and they all shrank their bodies and squeezed over to watch.

Because they had been besieged before, their minds were focused on the battle, and they had not seen Jun Wuxie refining the ten-zhang golden-bodied Demon Buddha.

Now that they saw him doing this, they were all surprised.

Before long, inside the Sacred Furnace, the golden bodies of those Demon Buddhas began to make sizzling sounds.

Soon, a large amount of oil was boiled out of their bodies.

That oil was naturally Buddha fat, very clear and transparent, exuding a faint sandalwood fragrance.

"Master, are you boiling oil to cook?"

The Golden Flame Divine Dragon looked at him with curious eyes.

He still knew more about humans. Humans preferred delicious food.

Even if cultivators no longer needed to eat, some people still retained the habit of eating, occasionally tasting fresh things and savoring delicacies.

"Yeah."

The muscles on Jun Wuxie's face twitched, and he said casually, "I'm going to stir-fry dragon kidneys with Buddha fat."

As he spoke, he looked at the Golden Flame Dragon God, "The Buddha fat oil is ready, dragon kidneys, where do you think I should go to cut them?"

The Golden Flame Divine Dragon shuddered all over, only feeling a chill in a certain part of his body.

But he quickly calmed down, and said with a firm look, "My life is Master's. If Master wants to cut my kidneys, I can cut them off now for Master to stir-fry dragon kidney flowers."

Hearing this, Jun Wuxie was so angry that his lips trembled. He raised his hand and slapped him on the forehead, saying, "How old are you? Why are you still so silly, you blockhead? And there's a dragon who wants to take the initiative to cut off his kidneys for others to stir-fry kidney flowers?

Are your dragon ancestors aware of your honesty?

Hearing this, the Golden Flame Divine Dragon said, "Our dragon clan keeps its word. We never break our promises.

My life is Master's, so of course Master can dispose of it as he pleases, including the kidneys."

Jun Wuxie: … …

He didn't intend to pay attention to him anymore, but as a result, the Golden Flame Divine Dragon kept looking at him with that firm and determined look.

This made him speechless, and he said, "Don't think that just because you are the totem sacrificial god of the Xia clan, I won't hit you!"

The Golden Flame Divine Dragon was about to respond when the Flame Dragon Vein next to him hurriedly blocked his mouth with his dragon claw.

He knew this old brother's character. He was usually quite normal, but when his dragon temper came up, he was as stubborn as a donkey, one-track-minded and rigid.

Next, it was quiet here.

Jun Wuxie concentrated on refining the Buddha fat, and finally boiled a large pot of it.

He used the space jars he had prepared in advance to fill the Buddha fat and used the Qi of Ice to cool and solidify it.

Then, from the bodies of these Demon Buddha Arhats and Bodhisattvas, he took out dozens of golden relics.

These relics were naturally not comparable to the relics of the ten-zhang golden-bodied Buddha Demon before, but for Jun Wuxie, the effect was also extremely good, needless to say.

Dozens of them, suspended in front of him, each the size of a walnut, covered with Buddha patterns, shining with golden light, very bright and dazzling.

"The energy inside is so pure."

The Golden Flame Divine Dragon and the Flame Dragon Vein couldn't help but exclaim.

This was a peerless resource that cultivators dreamed of.

If it were taken out, cultivators in the Holy Realm would probably go crazy抢疯.

The Divine energy inside this kind of thing could allow cultivators in the Holy Realm to break through to the Divine Realm.

Next, Jun Wuxie began to peel off the Buddha blood, and soon peeled off all the Buddha blood from dozens of Arhats and Bodhisattvas, also filling a jar full.

This was really a great harvest. Before coming to this alien space, Jun Wuxie never thought that he would obtain so many rare resources here.

Based on what he had obtained so far, it was enough to greatly improve his realm in a short period of time.

It had been some days since the last continuous major breakthrough.

In these days, he had experienced many battles, and his realm had already been consolidated, and he could continue to break through.

At that time, if he used the Innate Chaos True Scripture to refine it appropriately, he could make his realm solid and not empty, and would not leave any flaws.

Jun Wuxie retracted his thoughts. He looked at the surrounding scenes, and then used the Rune Dao.

The surrounding scenes quickly twisted, and then disappeared, and all the illusions dissipated.

What replaced them was the real scene.

Where were there any Spirit Mountains and Precious Temples?

There was only a large mountain with Buddha mantras pasted on it, but for some reason, the Buddha mantras were incomplete.

There was a crack under the mountain, and a wailing sound like ghosts crying and wolves howling came from inside.

Jun Wuxie glanced at it. The inside was like a bloody purgatory, the scene was terrible, and the environment was harsh.

Countless fierce demon were suppressed inside.

Those demon had already died, and what made the sound was their lingering resentment.

From the picture, it could be seen that the demon inside were trapped inside to die of old age, and their corpses were extremely old and emaciated.

Obviously, this should be the place where the Demon Buddha was suppressed, but their realm at that time had not degenerated to the point where it was now, so they took advantage of the problem with the runes to break free from their shackles.

They rushed out of the ground, but they could not get out of this space.

Soon he saw an array diagram.

This was a magic array diagram that could affect and control part of the field.

"This is the reason you were attacked.

They can't get out, but they built such a magic array to control the field and attack you. It should be their means when they first came out and their realm was relatively high."

His eyes moved, and finally, Jun Wuxie's gaze stayed on a fiery red tree near the mountain.

That tree had already sprouted some flower buds, and a few bodhi seeds had fallen beneath it, but they had lost all their divinity.

The bodhi tree was fiery red, its branches and leaves swaying as if it were a flame dancing in the wind.

A gentle breeze carried the scent of the bodhi tree, a feeling that was hard to describe arose in the heart.

It was as if the entire state of mind had become much clearer, and all the troubles in the heart had disappeared without a trace, giving people an unspeakable sense of lightness and ease.

In this comfortable state, thoughts seemed to become much more agile.

Gradually, under the aura of the bodhi tree, the mind seemed to be entering a strange artistic conception.

"This bodhi tree isn't of a very high grade, but its divine quality is still pretty good.

I can't use it, but the imperial dynasty certainly can."

Jun Wuxie was very satisfied with the Fire Bodhi Tree.

Its grade was about the same as he had guessed, not the highest grade among the divine ones, only seventh grade.

However, even so, it was already extremely precious.

Such a bodhi tree, coupled with the imperial dynasty's tenfold time cultivation environment, could further enable the beings of the dynasty to advance by leaps and bounds.

The key was that the bodhi tree could reduce the difficulty of breaking through their shackles, so that they would not easily encounter bottlenecks, be stuck by shackles and unable to progress, thus wasting time in vain.

"Fire Dragon Vein, from now on, this bodhi tree will rely on you to nourish it and provide it with growth energy."

The Fire Bodhi Tree naturally needed fire energy, and the Golden Flame Divine Dragon could also occasionally irrigate it with flames.

After all, his flames contained a little bit of innate energy.

Jun Wuxie's own Yin-Yang Fire also had good effects.

He stepped forward and transplanted the Fire Bodhi Tree into the Eight-Nine Profound Palace, and when he returned to the imperial dynasty, he would plant it in the imperial city.

After doing all this, before leaving, he purified the resentment in the place where the demons were suppressed, and followed the way back to find the space tunnel.

They quickly returned to the surface.

The Fire Dragon Vein wanted to leave with them, but was rejected by the Golden Flame Divine Dragon and Jun Wuxie.

"You stay here for now and take care of the Xia Clan.

They need you to provide pure, high-quality fire elemental energy.

In a few years, we will come here again, and then take away the Xia Clan, and take you away as well."

The Fire Dragon Vein did not refuse, he entered the secret realm where the Xia Clan was located, and sank into the earth of the secret realm.

… …

The earthen city near the scorched earth of the Fire Mountain Range was now a silent place.

The Xia Clan people had left the city empty, and only A'tu Yingli and the talisman masters she brought were left in the city.

These days, A'tu Yingli had moved all the resources originally used by those talisman masters to the earthen city.

Now, the talisman masters were learning and researching runes in the earthen city.

She knew from afar that Jun Wuxie had returned, and specially ran outside the city to wait, telling him about some recent situations.

"I have a message to tell you.

That person may still be alive, at least it can't be 100% certain that he is dead."

Jun Wuxie was naturally referring to the strongest ancestor of the Xia Clan back then, who was also the person A'tu Yingli liked.

Hearing this, A'tu Yingli didn't react at first, and was stunned for a moment.

Immediately, her whole body shook violently, and she looked at him with an unbelievable look, tears quickly welling up in her eyes.

"What master said is true, it is indeed impossible to determine that Yu has fallen."

The Golden Flame Divine Dragon on Jun Wuxie's shoulder transformed into a large dragon.

He said that Yu fought fiercely on the desolate battlefield that year, and was besieged by dark powerhouses. After killing all those dark powerhouses, he was seriously injured and dying, and entered the holy temple of the desolate city to heal.

It's just that there has been no news since then, whether he is dead or alive is unknown.

The holy temple of the desolate city is a very special place, with many small different spaces inside. The different spaces have high-quality energy supply, which is the preferential treatment given by the will of the planet to those who have made great contributions on the battlefield.

Usually, only the top powerhouses can enter to heal.

After all, although there are many spaces inside, the number is also limited, and ordinary people cannot get the approval of the planet's will, so it is useless to enter.

"God Jun, I want to go to the desolate border, as long as you can take me out, please grant my wish!"

A'tu Yingli suddenly knelt down, looking at him with tears in her eyes, her eyes full of pleading.

Her eyes were very bright, although she was shedding tears, the light inside was something she had never had since she learned of Yu's fall countless years ago.

"Get up, don't kneel down at every turn."

Jun Wuxie used his blood energy to lift her up from afar, and said: "You stay here now and wait for the Xia Clan to come out of the Fire Mountain Range.

At that time, you will assist the Xia Clan in solving the problems that should be solved on this continent, and help them unify the will of the continent.

In a few years, I will come here again, and then take you all away.

You have survived countless years, so don't worry about this little bit of time.

Besides, you won't be able to see him even if you go to the desolate border.

Not everyone can enter the holy temple, unless he comes out himself, otherwise I will have to go in and find out what's going on in the future."

"Yingli thanks God Jun!"

A'tu Yingli was very excited, and was about to kneel down again, but was stopped by Jun Wuxie.

Afterwards, Jun Wuxie took the two demigods of the Yinming tribe in the city into the Eight-Nine Profound Palace, and left with Yue Yao and the Golden Flame Divine Dragon.

A'tu Yingli watched their figures disappear from sight, and didn't come back to her senses for a long time.

Her eyes were very bright, and her heart was full of expectations for the future.

Her heart, which had been dead silent for countless years, came alive at this moment.

That young man brought her hope.

"Yu, you must still be alive, wait for me…"

A'tu Yingli muttered to herself, wiping away the tears from the corners of her eyes, a warm and bright smile on her face.