CULTIVATION: WHEN YOU TAKE THINGS TO THE EXTREME

Chapter 669: Chapter 427: Soul Searching

“Crack!”

With all his might, he struck, but failed to break the energy barrier; instead, causing the flesh and blood lotus seat beneath him to crack, and a huge number of spell characters burst forth like a gushing stream of blood.

An attack that not only failed, but backfired!

Just then…

“Boom!”

Xu Yang invoked his Taoist magic, and thunder exploded, conjuring a shadowy figure behind him. It was none other than a Thunder God General, arms coiled with the Azure Dragon, shoulders weighed down by the White Tiger, back joined with the Vermilion Bird, feet stepping on the Black Tortoise, body harboring the Kylin, all radiant in five-colored light, wholly composed of thunder.

In an instant, the shadow solidified, the God General’s might arose, and his ten-zhang tall figure assumed a towering stance, pressing down menacingly on the Buddha Mother Bodhisattva atop the flesh and blood lotus seat.

The Buddha Mother, sitting upright on her lotus seat, merely three or four zhang in height, seemed extremely small before the Thunder God General, who towered over ten zhang tall, feeling an even greater pressure.

Faced with the furiously approaching Lord of Thunder, the Buddha Mother switched from offense to defense, reverted to her old tricks – her finger spun the ring, uttered true words of power, her spell characters returned like a tide, and together with the flesh and blood platform, transformed into a Black Lotus bud, hinting at the idea of reincarnation.

The ring, a Buddhist magic artifact symbolizing the cycle of rebirth and the embodiment of “maintenance,” hence possessed unparalleled defensive power, positioned to counteract the Vajra Pestle, capable of resolving all disasters and misfortunes in the world.

The Desire Realm Demon, born from Buddhism, not only wielded great divine powers like the Six Syllables Mantra but also commanded various demon artifacts that corresponded to the sacred Buddhist treasures, embodying the mystery of the Great Dao that converges by myriad pathways.

Now, the Black Buddha Mother had switched to defense, raising the ring magic artifact with one arm, transforming into a pitch-black lotus seat three or four zhang high and wholly intact. Unified above and below like the cycle of heaven and earth, it was nearly at the pinnacle of perfection.

One could only imagine such defense.

However…

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