I Have Infinite Skill Points-Chapter 565
The sound of thunderstorms echoed, one after another.
Che Pure and a group of masters hid hundreds of meters underground in the bunker, tensely watching the battle in the sky through cameras hidden in concealed locations.
The expressions of the three Titled Strongmen grew increasingly grave, and one of them could no longer sit still.
"No, I have to go out and join the battle."
"No, our mission is to guard the Evil Spirit’s physical body."
"Look at the situation now, will you? If Emperor Bai and the others are defeated, can we still guard it?"
"Even if we go up, what can we do? Can we join the battle? Don’t just look at Greedy Wolf and Princess Mingyu being able to fight; they are Titled Strongmen, but is their combat strength on the same level as ours now?"
This question was very realistic. The Titled Strongman who advocated for joining the battle looked up at the battlefield and ultimately sat down again, powerless.
BOOM—
The Evil Spirit was blown apart once more without suspense, but before doing so, he managed to land a heavy blow on Emperor Bai. A fist-sized, through-and-through wound appeared in Emperor Bai’s chest. Although it healed quickly under Wang Lan’s Life Halo, Emperor Bai’s aura began to waver.
The Evil Spirit’s method of fighting by attrition was incredibly shameless. Each time he was killed, he could resurrect with full health. On the other hand, each injury the Evil Spirit inflicted became a significant drain on the three fighters.
No wonder everyone who knew about the Evil Spirit said that the only way to counter him was with the Sealing Method—hard killing was futile. Even if the Evil Spirit just stood there letting you kill him, you would exhaust yourself to death.
BOOM—
An hour of fierce fighting went by, and once again the Evil Spirit was set off like fireworks in the sky, while Emperor Bai plummeted to the ground like a meteor. Such high-intensity combat would be too much even for the Five Emperors.
Emperor Bai was a Star Soul Realm master known for his hit-and-run tactics and strong explosive power, which meant his endurance was lacking. After an hour of intense fighting, Emperor Bai had managed to kill the Evil Spirit ten times, but now, he was clearly struggling.
In the sky, another distortion took place. After the twist, the Evil Spirit reappeared above the void, intact, with arms spread wide as if, like a deity, he was sure of victory.
The Evil Spirit was well aware of human weakness. An hour of fierce battle had already exceeded human limits, but for him, this represented merely a fraction of his energy expended.
The Evil Spirit didn’t lack strength; he just couldn’t unleash all his power in one go.
It was as if he had a reservoir full of water but could only release it through a faucet. This flow of water could continue for a year without running dry.
"I really don’t get it. What’s wrong with you humans? I never planned to destroy your civilization, nor did I ever intend to slaughter many people. From a certain point of view, my stance aligns with that of humanity.
Human civilization must not be destroyed, let alone wiped out. If all humans die, whom shall I enslave? Wouldn’t it be better to use that energy against the Demon Clan? Why are you so hell-bent on holding me down?
Even after being suppressed by you for three thousand years, I harbored no resentment towards humanity. Just obediently return my physical body to me."
"Dream on!" Emperor Bai coldly shouted, stubbornly standing up once more.
"You’re amusing, old man, still flouncing around at your age. Wouldn’t it be better to just die sooner?" As he spoke, the Evil Spirit suddenly raised a hand, and a black Energy Ball appeared in his palm.
"Swastika, Judgment of Light—"
Suddenly, the Zanpakuto in Wang Lan’s hand shattered, and dazzling white light filled the heavens and earth. Foreseeing this, the Evil Spirit wasn’t surprised; last time, Wang Lan had used this same move to destroy his physical body. At that time, the young girl’s body was too frail, so the Evil Spirit hadn’t bothered changing the reality of death, reasoning it was just a disposable body.
So, when Wang Lan used this move again, the Evil Spirit instantly raised his hand, the black Energy Ball in it fiercely bombarding the Judgment of Light as it plummeted from the sky.
BOOM—
The moment the Energy Ball came into contact with the enormous Heavenly Sword, energy instantly fragmented within the white light, setting off a horrifying energy blast. The Evil Spirit coldly turned his head, looking down at Wang Lan, his gaze becoming exceedingly icy in an instant.
BOOM—
The Evil Spirit’s body was swallowed by the white light and instantly vaporized, disappearing from sight.
As the white light dissipated, it left a dazzling Aurora across the heavens and earth. Beneath this Aurora, the sky twisted again. The Evil Spirit re-emerged, but now only in his soul form.
The Evil Spirit could never have anticipated that Wang Lan’s Sword of Light would have such a feature—purification.
Drulu’s body didn’t belong to the Evil Spirit. Thus, as far as Drulu was concerned, he was already dead; the body left behind was merely occupied by the Evil Spirit. The Evil Spirit could manipulate Drulu’s body to alter the reality of the body being destroyed.
But the Zanpakuto, after all, was the equipment of a reaper. The Judgment of Light after the Swastika wasn’t just about judgment; it also involved liberation. A body obliterated through liberation could not be rewritten by the Evil Spirit. This was why the Evil Spirit’s gaze ultimately turned so cold.
To think, after all the trouble I went through to get a satisfying physical body, you destroyed it just like that?
The Primordial Spirit of the Evil Spirit had reached a realm where death could be transformed into life. He was no longer an undead being but a life form that transcended the category of death. Therefore, while the Judgment of Light could kill him, it could not purify him.
Once again, the Evil Spirit rewrote the reality of death, reappearing above everyone’s heads. At this moment, Wang Lan and the other two were almost completely drained. Although the Evil Spirit, in his Primordial Spirit state, might not be as formidable as before, what happened next was no longer a matter for the three of them.
"It’s time!" The three Titled Strongmen sitting in the conference room urgently said into the intercom.
"Om mani padme hum..." A chant suddenly rose, and within the Tianjian Bureau’s area, beams of golden light began to appear. These beams of golden light, like nuggets of gold, rose slowly and then transformed into a cosmic Star Sea suspended around ten meters in the sky.
In every corner of the Tianjian Bureau, Star Martial Warriors emitting golden radiance sat cross-legged. Amidst them, an old monk with sparse, pure white hair was meditating. It was none other than Master Benyin, who had come from Putuo Temple.
Seeing this scene, long-dormant memories within the Evil Spirit were instantly stirred.
A trace of fear appeared on the Evil Spirit’s face.
"Sealing Techniques? The sealing techniques of Buddhism?"
"Thinking of escaping!" In an instant, Wang Lan and Yu Ruoyun both took a step forward, their eyes suddenly opening wide and emitting a thick purple glow.
"Void Purple Eyes, open—"
Two intersecting locks targeted the Evil Spirit, pinning him firmly in the sky. The two simultaneously lifted their fingers, and the Star Sky God Arrow began to converge at their fingertips.
SWISH—
Two arrows tore through the void and, in the blink of an eye, struck the Evil Spirit.
BOOM—
Unable to withstand the impact of two Star Sky God Arrows, the Evil Spirit’s Primordial Spirit exploded in the sky. Once again, space twisted in the heavens, and the body of the Evil Spirit reappeared. But this time, the sealing array deployed by Master Benyin was complete, transforming into a vast net that descended upon the Evil Spirit.
"Buddha Shakyamuni, I am not finished with you—" The Evil Spirit let out a shrill curse as the net enclosed him. Instantly, countless golden lights began to contract, and the Evil Spirit started to struggle violently within the giant net.
Suddenly, the Evil Spirit’s body shook violently, releasing a terrifying power.
Far away in White Pagoda City, the shadowy figure entangled with Yu Ruoyun and the others, which included the Scarlet Lotus Assassin, suddenly let out a collective, harrowing scream. Then, their forms instantly carbonized, turning to ash and disappearing before everyone’s eyes.
Terrifying energy erupted from the Evil Spirit’s body. With a loud crash, the giant net was torn open at one point, and the Evil Spirit zipped out from the breach.
"Hahaha... Old fool, your Buddha’s Kingdom in the Palm Seal is indeed formidable, but it’s a pity what you learned isn’t the authentic version... Wang Lan, we’ll settle our score next time. I’ll let you hold onto my physical body for a few more days—"
The Evil Spirit’s voice seemed to fall from the sky, but his figure had already vanished without a trace.
Did we win this battle? I suppose so, considering we made the Evil Spirit flee. But this whole battle was planned to lure the Evil Spirit in and reseal him. Yet, in the end, he still escaped...
"Mea culpa, mea culpa!" Master Benyin clasped his hands and silently chanted, "It is my sin, wasting such an opportunity granted by you, benefactors. Due to my inadequate cultivation, I allowed that demon to escape... Amitabha!"
"Master, do not take it to heart. If we did not succeed this time, there will be another opportunity."
"Benefactor, there will be no next time. I staked my entire life’s cultivation on this one sealing. Now, it is time for me to enter parinirvana. Benefactor, to seal the Evil Spirit, one must find Buddhism’s ultimate Sealing Method, the Diamond Seal. The burden of sealing the Evil Spirit is now yours..."
Having said these words, Master Benyin chanted sutras under his breath and quickly worked the Buddha Beads in his hands. Suddenly, the string of the Buddha Beads broke. One by one, the beads slipped from Master Benyin’s hands. He slowly lowered his head and passed into nirvana.
"Master—!" Emperor Bai hurriedly grabbed Master Benyin’s hand but felt that Master Benyin’s life signs had completely vanished. With fury, he pounded his fist on the ground.
"Damn it—"
Wang Lan was also deeply frustrated. They had prepared meticulously for this battle. The primary offensive force was not Emperor Bai, Wang Lan, and Yu Ruoyun, but rather Master Benyin’s ’Buddha’s Kingdom in the Palm’ technique—a seal to be jointly activated by one hundred and eight Star Martial Warriors proficient in sealing techniques.
Within this sealing array, even Emperor Bai would have been sealed without any chance of resistance. The Evil Spirit had clearly been caught in the sealing technique before, but unexpectedly, he still managed to break through the seal and escape.
The Evil Spirit suffered a setback from sealing techniques three thousand years ago. Perhaps, during these past three millennia, he did nothing but research how to break them. What did his last words mean? ’Your Buddha’s Kingdom in the Palm isn’t authentic?’
Perhaps a flaw in the lineage’s transmission of the technique was the main reason the Evil Spirit managed to escape so easily.
Wang Lan felt somewhat deflated. It’s the first time I’ve faced such a tenacious opponent. Indestructible, unkillable; he can only be sealed. And sealing techniques are inherently rare. What powerful sealing techniques even exist in the world? The Heaven Door of God’s Country? Northern Europe’s Frost Hell?
"Let’s clean up and then think of a solution," Ruoyun said with a sigh, watching the comrades-in-arms continue to emerge from the depths of the earth.
Several bouts of lovemaking had drained Wang Lan’s final reserves of energy. Leaning against the headboard, Jiang Xinyu nestled in Wang Lan’s arms, listening to his forceful heartbeat. Jiang Xinyu knew Wang Lan was deeply troubled, but she had no good way to comfort him.
