Attaining Immortality, Starting From Slaying Demons-Chapter 1427 - 828: Invincible Beneath Transcendence (Part 2)

Chapter 1427: Chapter 828: Invincible Beneath Transcendence (Part 2)

Even though his cultivation was suppressed by the Emperor’s Aura, he had still used a sharp weapon; how could it be so easily caught?

He slightly raised his head and suddenly noticed a white glow appearing at the center of the shadow’s brow, as if an eye had opened, or like a glimmer of dawn in the eternal night.

The white light was round and transparent, taking the form of a bead.

Pure Buddha Bead!

Upon realizing, Emperor Dongji almost chuckled with anger. No wonder Shen Yi could suppress the Bodhi Sect; most of his abilities were thanks to that group of monks.

They had even given away the innate treasure, which only a First Rank Giant was qualified to wield.

Two colossal figures floated in the air, seemingly frozen, rendering the world silent.

"Ho! Ho!"

Joyful True Buddha breathed heavily, his luxurious kasaya unable to hide the fact that his back was soaking wet. He stared intently at Shen Yi’s face looking down at him, noting the faint mockery at the young man’s lips. His gaze lifted to see the shadow equal to the sky, with hands steadily supporting the giant pagoda.

Even though they both were beneath the pagoda, the other did not even bother looking back.

Compared to his own previous panic, there seemed to be a sneer echoing in the Buddha’s ears.

The dignity of the True Buddha Emperor cannot be profaned.

But at this moment, Joyful True Buddha had clearly recognized the gap between himself and Shen Yi. If they were outside Shen Zhou, without the suppression of the Emperor’s Aura, he and Dongji working together might have a slight advantage over this man. But inside the Imperial City, he saw no chance of victory.

As Shen Yi raised the stone stick once more, under the icy gaze of the young man, Joyful True Buddha trembled all over, leaving only one thought in his mind...

Escape to save his life!

He had previously tried the escape skill, but could not flee this universe.

Joyful True Buddha could only choose the last resort.

He suddenly clenched his palm, as enchanting pink lotus petals gathered into a radiant lotus flower. The last time he used this great skill was during the philosophical debate in East Continent, intending to use this object to suppress Shen Yi.

But now, the lotus straightforwardly swallowed Joyful True Buddha.

He willingly cast himself into the Red Powder Purgatory, just to avoid the young man in front of him.

"..."

Shen Yi looked at the empty space beneath him, his clear eyes without the slightest ripple.

He still swung the stick down.

In front of the intricately patterned long stick, a world of mist suddenly appeared, the stick dissolving the clouds and mist, tearing through endless high mountains, violently overturning the boundless lotus ponds, where the delicate and pure bodies were instantly shattered into powder.

The stick seemed capable of infinite elongation, finally catching up with the fleeing figure, disregarding its own image in desperation and chaos.

"Why are you only chasing after this old monk!"

Joyful True Buddha turned back in horror, letting out a harsh wail.

He couldn’t understand, clearly it was a disaster stirred up by both sects, why did this Jade Emperor only chase after him and act as if Dongji was invisible?

The long stick struck squarely on his back.

Crack! Crack!

The entire Red Powder Purgatory collapsed in an instant, Joyful True Buddha’s figure reappearing above the Imperial City, brutally knocked down from mid-air by a stick.

Bang!

He fell like a broken sack, shattering the White Jade Long Steps, trembling all over trying to get up. Just half-kneeling on the ground, looking up, he saw the mass of officials from the Divine Dynasty staring at him.

Lin Shuya also knelt on the ground, staring blankly at the tattered kasaya below, the blood-covered True Buddha.

His pupils quivered slightly, dim and lost, giving a feeling as if in a dream.

"How dare you... look directly at the True Buddha!"

Joyful True Buddha only felt his chest blocked, spitting out a mouthful of blood plasma, while viciously growling with anger.

Perhaps the First Rank Giant’s dignity was overwhelming, even though he ended up like this, the eyes of the crowd still flickered in unison, then overwhelmed by intense fear, raised their eyes to look behind the True Buddha.

"..."

Joyful True Buddha sensed something amiss, suddenly turned to look back.

What appeared in his sight was a swaying Xuan Shang, Shen Yi casually dragging the stone stick as he approached, the stick’s end carving a glaring bloodstain across the cracked White Jade Long Steps.

"Dongji! Stop minding your broken pagoda!"

Joyful True Buddha’s voice broke, showing his inner fear.

Before his words fell, the long stick had already fiercely struck his back.

The Buddha had not felt such excruciating pain in many years, his whole body shaking violently, powerless to rise, instinctively crawling like a wounded beast up the steps.

He didn’t know who could protect him, only subconsciously wanted to stay away from this young man.

A barrage of blows came upon him.

The Joyful True Buddha let out a low whimper, his mind suddenly recalling that night, that snaggletoothed man was beaten to death like this.

Back then, he couldn’t understand why the other, being the Human Emperor, could endure such humiliation and disgrace, nor was he willing to transcend with the Emperor’s Aura.

Now he understood even less.

Unfortunately, he didn’t possess that rich Emperor’s Aura to turn the tides.

The stone stick could suppress Eight Seas Water, but it didn’t have much mystical effect itself. The True Buddha’s body was too formidable, and even after many strikes, he could still continue to climb upwards.

Shen Yi followed behind this Buddha slowly and steadily, seemingly unfatigued, merely repeating the motion of swinging the stick, gradually shattering the Buddha body forged by the Heavenly Dao.

The world is truly absurd.

These respectable Immortal Buddhas, beneath their usual noble facades, hide such contemptible sides, like stray dogs.

The man who soaked in the wine pool daily, with not a shred of imperial demeanor, resembling a lunatic, yet in the end could face his inner self calmly, aware of his incapacity, refusing to abandon the last hope of the mundane world even if he perished.

Such a Human Emperor, torn to death by a pack of stray dogs, left Shen Yi feeling inexplicably saddened.

"Don’t..."

The faint plea was instinctively ignored by Shen Yi, until a stick struck the sticky ground, he slowly lowered his gaze.

The Joyful True Buddha finally crawled into the Jinluan Hall... but only as a pile of flesh.

"Huff."

Shen Yi let out a long breath.

In the distant sky, Emperor Dongji’s face had long gone numb, too shocked to speak.

How could such a First Rank Giant die in such a disgraceful manner?

Being a part of the world, even if he truly needed to temporarily fall, it should be an earth-shattering affair.

The most terrifying thing was... there was no movement within the entire Heavenly Dao, as if the Joyful True Buddha had never been embodied within it.

Where did that old monk go?!

Emperor Dongji certainly didn’t intentionally let Shen Yi so brutally beat the Joyful True Buddha to death.

The main issue was that the other was unaware of his current situation.

He turned back towards the colossal shadow in front, between those robust arms, the entire Exquisite Treasure Tower was already trembling and wailing.

Boom—

Suddenly a booming explosion, the bottom two layers of the pagoda directly shattered within those giant palms.

Under the suppression of the Emperor’s Aura, Emperor Dongji’s power was reduced to only thirty percent, even if he gave it his all, he couldn’t stop the defeat, and the turmoil in his heart accelerated the decline.

The phantom of the Immovable Venerable King Buddha suddenly flung the pagoda into the sky, then fiercely punched out, with the Pure Buddha Bead’s blessing, the whole pagoda made a crunching sound again.

"Jade Emperor, you are from the same lineage of the Three Immortals Sect, you and I are brothers from the same origin, let me go, I will surely run for you, using the power of the entire Immortal Sect to assist you wholeheartedly!"

Emperor Dongji couldn’t bear to think of the pagoda, turned and escaped toward the Emperor’s Mansion.

Meanwhile, the terrifying shadow finally shook off the giant tower blocking in front, indifferently looked at that far retreating figure, then suddenly extended his right palm.

A single hand covering the sky!

The broad giant palm straight into the majestic Emperor’s Mansion, among the five fingers like a mountain range, the glorious mansion instantly shattered into pieces, collapsed with a roar.

The two fan-wielding children, whose cultivation was no weaker than Shi Mu, were merely brushed by the fingertip, and then vanished into the world.

Soon, the giant palm slowly closed, tightly imprisoning the panicked and discolored Emperor inside.

"Shen Yi, listen to me—"

Emperor Dongji struggled frantically, angrily shouted: "You have personally severed the only path to transcendence, you cannot beat those two Sect Hierarchs, the two sects of heaven and earth, you have killed the True Buddha, only the Three Immortals Sect dare harbor you, if you kill me too, the future is entirely cut off!"

In the Jinluan Hall.

Shen Yi felt slightly annoyed and casually glanced sideways: "Say what you have to say."

With the words, he swung and threw out the stone stick.

The stick shot through the air.

Shen Yi withdrew his gaze, said lightly: "Once you enter, kneel and speak slowly."

Under the gaze of the mundane world, the long stick precisely pierced Emperor Dongji’s forehead, blasting his entire head apart!