Unlimited Adaptation

The breath was quiet, and the wind and rain subsided.

From the outside, Raymond and the other two were just fixed in place, with layers of colorful domain films lingering around their bodies, like a soap bubble wrapped inside another.

The person who made the move did not dare to push too hard, as the might of Raymond's halberd just now was still vivid in his mind, so he only suppressed and banned it, and ignored it.

"Hoohoo--"

"Saved, saved..."

"Hmph! You are just a lowly monk from Feixian Cave Heaven, do you really think you are invincible? In front of our holy land, don't you have to surrender obediently?"

The monks who saved their lives immediately changed their attitudes. The villains succeeded, and those who didn't know thought that they were the ones who made the move to suppress the enemy, and completely forgot their embarrassed appearance just now.

"Shut up!"

"Study the Buddhist scriptures seriously, if you don't gain anything, see how I will deal with you when I go back!"

An old man had a cold face and scolded, scaring the little bastards to sit down quickly, not daring to continue to show off.

A small-scale disturbance dissipated. The area at the foot of the mountain was very large and surrounded by human figures. The movement just now only attracted the attention of some people. Most people were focused and seriously comprehended the scriptures on the stone tablet.

The Buddhist scriptures are profound and obscure. They are the top secret books of divine skills. Every sentence and every word seem to contain the truth of heaven and earth. It is undoubtedly a blessing from heaven to be able to comprehend them. Many people do not even expect to step into the ancient temple. It is enough to understand these scriptures with peace of mind.

After a period of time, except for the white-haired young man at the beginning who was almost at the mountainside, dozens of people gradually understood a section of scriptures and successfully stepped onto Foshan.

Huhu--

Just after it was quiet, there was a sound of breaking through the air in the distance, approaching quickly, and at the same time, an extremely hot breath came, and the movement was very loud.

From time to time, there would be monks arriving here, but they were all careful and low-key, trying not to alarm everyone. At this time, something uninteresting appeared, which made everyone unhappy and frowned.

Even some who had just realized the key point were suddenly interrupted, and the fire of ignorance in their hearts rose, and they wanted to kill people.

"Asshole! Do you still have a sense of public morality?!"

Many monks turned around and glared, only to see a figure covered with scarlet flames, escaping at high speed, tearing through the heavy mist, dragging a long tail of light, crossing thousands of miles in an instant, and appearing in front of everyone in a flash.

"Why are you looking at me? Some kind of welcome ceremony?"

Yan Xing's eyes were bright, and he looked at everyone, then looked down at himself and found that there was no other problem except the blazing fire.

This voice is...

Wang Quan and Wang Baoer looked at each other, and their faces showed surprise. Although they had confidence in Yan Xing, when they really saw that he appeared alive, their worries in their hearts completely disappeared.

"Daoyou, please put away your magical powers!"

A cultivator frowned and reminded, looking at the scarlet flames on Yan Xing's body with some fear. This thing seems to be the fire of karma, right?

Yan Xing pretended not to hear, and looked around, and found that many powerful people had indeed gathered under the ancient temple. Roughly estimated, at least 60% to 70% of all the magical monks who entered the secret realm accounted for. Some of them either did not arrive or had already passed away.

…. "Almost."

"What did you say?"

Everyone frowned, and heard Yan Xing's irrelevant answer, and was a little confused.

"I said, the monks from all holy places have almost gathered, and we can start to close the net."

Yan Xing's face showed a trace of ruthlessness. Before he finished speaking, he ignored the suppression from the Buddha's light, stepped into the air, and looked down at the crowd below with cold eyes.

"Self-destruction!"

"Hah--"

Yan Xing clashed his hands together, and a hidden wave emerged from deep in his body. Then, a strong energy wave burst out from his body, and his body shone with brilliant divine light, as if a blazing sun was hanging in the sky, and gods and demons came to the world.

Since he started practicing, he didn't know how much spiritual energy he had swallowed to create such a deep foundation.

At this time, he performed the "Self-Destruction Chapter" in the Extreme Intention, igniting the spiritual orifices, particles, divine storage, and consciousness, and even the most important core-the light of the origin of life, also burned fiercely.

All the foundation was sublimated to the extreme, and all the energy in the body was released. Only in this way could he support the heaven-defying means he was about to perform.

What, what! ?

Under such terrible pressure, everyone was awakened, and broke away from the enlightenment of the scriptures. They looked at the light ball in the sky with horror, and were horrified in their hearts. Is this the power of gods and demons?

"Who is he?"

"What does he want to do?"

"What should we do?"

The incident happened too suddenly, and no one knew why the other party did this. Everyone present was in a moment of panic.

In just a few breaths, Yan Xing had completed the accumulation of energy. He did not make hand gestures or recite mantras, because what he wanted to perform was not some magical skill, but a simple combination of innate abilities.

"Reverse the universe, seal the sky and lock the earth, seven absolute domains!"

Buzz!

Rest--

Yan Xing used himself as the center to detonate the extremely compressed gravitational field. The invisible and intangible gravitational threads, which were extremely fine to the quantum level, exploded from the sky and covered Foshan. None of the many monks below escaped, as if they were birds in a cage.

This was just the beginning. The gravitational threads were "vertical", and the electromagnetic force field followed closely behind, flashing with brilliant electric light, condensing into "horizontal" lines, interweaving with gravity, and weaving into an airtight force field film.

Boom!

The pitch-black, sticky and extremely hot hellfire spread and burned along the gravitational thread. The extremely cold dark purple smoke and Tai E Yin Qi lingered on the electromagnetic wires. The black and purple blended and entangled, and the world was dark. The spiritual energy laws and other forces of the heaven and earth in the Seven Absolute Domains were all cut off.

"Hu! Hu——"

Yan Xing panted heavily, overclocking the four offensive talents, almost draining him dry.

His body was burned to only the chest bones and the skull connected to the cervical vertebrae. His internal organs disappeared, and only a little light was left in the life orifice. The brain tissue was almost evaporated.

Perpetual motion machine!

Sizzle——

A large piece of void seemed to be torn off by a big hand, turned into pure energy and stuffed into Yan Xing's body. Just like that, it could not be lost. The conceptual power extended upwards, as if it was attracted by the phantom of the Buddha in the sky.

The objects of the perpetual motion machine's plunder follow certain rules, from easy to difficult, and the priority decreases from high to low energy enrichment.

….The Buddha's phantom is obviously the most concentrated and easiest object to plunder in the vicinity, so it suffered. An irresistible strange force directly tore off one of its arms, turning it into a pure energy beam and pouring it into Yan Xing's body.

"Hiss——"

Yan Xing was poured into his body by the surging energy, and he took a breath of cool air in comfort. At a speed visible to the naked eye, his bones grew, his meridians, flesh, and spiritual orifices...

It's a long story, but in a breath, Yan Xing, who was on the verge of death, was resurrected with full blood. The only change was that the Buddha's phantom in the sky strangely lost an arm.

Yan Xing's eyes returned to calmness, and he carefully sensed the surrounding world, and did not find any abnormalities. He nodded slightly, and his body sank into the "Seven Absolute Domains".

What came into view was a chaos. No matter how detached and calm the cultivators were, they would panic for a moment when faced with the loss of the sense of heaven and earth, the loss of the connection between the laws and the spiritual energy.

This meant that their power was greatly weakened, and they had completely lost their reliance on the outside world, and could only rely on their own strength.

"Broken the connection between heaven and earth?!"

Many Tongtian Realm masters looked solemn, sensing the inside and outside of heaven and earth, and even the space was cut off. The method of leaping and moving had lost its effect, and ordinary means could not escape.

The only thing to be thankful for was that the cultivation system here relied on the outside world for the increase of combat power. Even if it completely lost contact with heaven and earth, its own strength could still be retained at about 70%.

As for the absolute spiritual environment, they had a large number of spiritual stones and pills on them, which could support them for a long time.

"Hmph! Even if he trapped us, so what? There are so many powerful people gathered here. He is just one person. Unless he is a supreme god or demon, he can't do anything to us!"

"That's right. Trapping us doesn't delay the comprehension of Buddhist scriptures."

Some cultivators just gave up. After failing to break through, they simply sat cross-legged and went to comprehend the scriptures on the stone tablet.

"Alas, it's a pity. After signing the competition agreement, they can't use super-dimensional transmission in the secret realm. Otherwise, how could they be trapped here?"

Noises arose everywhere. Everyone tried their best, but they couldn't do anything with the black and purple barrier. Even if they were not careful, they would be burned by the terrifying flames, eroded by the mist, and their bodies would be cut into pieces by the weird power...

"Silence!"

Yan Xing shouted in a low voice, and the invisible majesty surged out from the barrier. The Seven Absolute Domains suddenly became silent. Everyone was shocked and slowly raised their heads to look at the scarlet figure in the void.

"Let's get to know each other again."

"My name is Yan Xing, the leader of the Wuji Tianti, the person you are looking for."

Before he finished speaking, Yan Xing removed the scarlet fire on his body, and at the same time his body twisted, taking off his disguise and revealing his true self.

"What!?"

"You, you are Yan Xing? It's the adults above..."

As soon as Yan Xing said this, his face was revealed, which immediately set off a storm in the hearts of many people, making them more excited than being trapped here.

"Everyone in the Samsara Holy Land, listen to my order, arrest Yan Xing at all costs!

"

"Yes——"

Boom!

"Disciples of the Netherworld Holy Land, listen up. We will do whatever the Reincarnation Holy Land wants to do and snatch Yan Xing away!"

"Yes, sir!"

"Black Heaven Holy Land..."

... "Sun Never Sets Holy Land..."

"True Prison Holy Land..."

Yan Xing narrowed his eyes slightly, with a cold look flashing, looking at the surging crowd below. No one knew that his perception was integrated with the "Seven Absolute Realms", and the agitated thoughts of the people present were all read by him through electromagnetics.

"Those who are ignorant are not guilty, and those who do not fight can live. Those who have murderous intentions and resentment in their hearts, and those who are tainted with innocent sins, will all be killed!"

Killing can plunder resources and soul particles, which is more beneficial than harmful to Yan Xing. But he does not want to completely indulge himself and become a brainless murderer. The premise of killing is that the other party must be a person who deserves to die.

As for the standard of criticism, it depends entirely on his mood, and he can be flexible at any time.

Before he finished speaking, Yan Xing raised his hand and waved, sending those innocent monks who knew nothing, along with the Feixian disciples, directly out of the Seven Absolute Realms.

"Stop them! We can't let Yan Xing fall into the hands of the Holy Land of Samsara!"

"Kill! Kill! Kill!"

Boom--

The terrifying destructive wave attracted Yan Xing's attention. He raised his eyebrows. Before he could make a move, these holy places started fighting each other for him. The battle was extremely brutal, and monks fell every moment.

It's not their fault that they are brainless. The reason they are so irritable is that they are affected by the Seven Absolute Realms, which has detonated the dark side of their hearts.

"Kill, kill, it saves me a lot of effort."

Yan Xing's mind moved, and the self-god stepped out, hiding in the black and purple barrier, and began to hunt and kill, jumping the flames of war.

And he himself looked at the Buddhist scriptures on the stone tablet, his eyes flickered, this scripture turned out to be the origin of the divine text, which is very similar to the "child's reflection" stone tablet he saw at the beginning, and it is estimated that it also came from the ruins.

Yan Xing's comprehension, wisdom, and thinking ability have become extremely powerful under the blessing of talent and powerful consciousness. The most important thing is that he is a perfect pure blood, the only most powerful origin human race in ancient and modern times. Comprehending the origin of the divine text is an instinct engraved in his blood.

With just a glance, Yan Xing understood two passages of the sutra. The empty and illusory Buddha Mountain suddenly appeared with a mountain path that only he could see. After a few steps, he came to the mountainside.

"You, you..."

The white-haired young man who had finally reached the mountainside with all his strength looked at Yan Xing who had surpassed him in a few steps and froze in his place, his eyes dazed, at a loss.

He came back to his senses from the trance and looked up again. The figure had already stepped onto the top of the mountain.

"Impossible, this is impossible!"

"I am the reincarnation of Lingzhuzi, a natural Buddha. How can my practice of Buddhism be surpassed..."

Yan Xing climbed to the top of the mountain and stepped closer to the ancient temple. He saw the figure sitting on the high platform and his expression changed slightly.

Faintly, he sensed that the time and space around him were a little abnormal, as if it was collapsing and twisting towards the figure.

"Could this person be——"

"The Immortal Wuji!?"

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