This Is Not the Female Demon Lord I Remembered-Chapter 898 - 688: Sacrifice to See the Buddha

The battlefield was chaotic and disorderly, with fights happening everywhere in both heaven and earth, so when Zhao Tianming and Qingqiuling You appeared silently on the battlefield, no one noticed.

Zhao Tianming and Qingqiuling You were both top-tier Daoist Practitioners, often sparring and exchanging insights during the First Epoch, and they had repeatedly fought over the title of "Crown of Daoist Skills," but unfortunately, even after the war ended, they had not decided a winner.

What was even more unexpected was that the two who had once joined forces against the enemy would unite again in this epoch, with their target becoming the Abyss Cultivator.

Unlike Qingqiuling You, who was eroded while severely wounded and dying, Zhao Tianming still retained consciousness. Glancing at his old friend, Zhao Tianming spoke indifferently.

"Let's begin."

"Mm."

After Qingqiuling You simply replied, she took a deep breath, and nine fluffy long tails behind her instantly began to dance wildly. As they swayed continuously, the tails lengthened.

Countless Elemental Laws converged, Qingqiuling You's eyes grew brighter, and the Spiritual Power eroded within her surged like a tide! 𝑓𝘳𝘦𝑒𝑤𝑒𝘣𝘯ℴ𝘷𝘦𝓁.𝑐𝑜𝑚

On the other side, Zhao Tianming also fused his fingers, forming intricate hand seals. Three rings behind him suddenly expanded and spread out, transforming into three rings a thousand feet wide, standing in a triangle in the sky. The rings had complex patterns, with three types of Laws concentrated within, forming Zhao Tianming's unique Domain.

"Torrent of Daoist Skills!"

"Three Paths of Heaven and Man!"

Zhao Tianming and Qingqiuling You both uttered softly.

After two epochs, the two types of Daoist Skills once known as the "Pinnacle of Daoist Skills" reappeared on the battlefield in their brilliance!

Innumerable top-tier Daoist Skills, either already extinct or lost, manifested again in Qingqiuling You's hands, obscuring the sky and striking at the Abyss Army!

Wind, rain, lightning, fog, light, darkness, sound, space, annihilation.

Ordinary cultivators struggle with just one Daoist Skill or mastering a single Elemental Law, yet for Qingqiuling You, it's as effortless as picking flowers in a forest.

Especially the Space and Annihilation Daoist Skills, which are even more challenging than ordinary Daoist Skills to master, but their power is far greater than ordinary Daoist Skills.

Once hailed as the most talented master of Qingqiu, most likely to rival a Daoist Immortal, Qingqiuling You, spanning time, now showcases her prowess against the Abyss Cultivator during this opportunity.

Zhao Tianming's Three Paths of Heaven and Man take heaven, earth, and human emotions as a guide, capable of being as violent as landslides and tsunamis, storms ravaging, or stirring nostalgia and sorrow deep within people's hearts, making them lose the desire to fight fundamentally.

The sudden emergence of formidable enemies instantly caught the attention of Zen.

Hui Zhi, transformed into the shadow of an Arhat, frowned, feeling the overwhelming pressure akin to a mountain collapsing and waves rolling. The combined force of these two's Daoist Skills was far more ferocious and dangerous than any Daoist Skills they had faced before!

"卍!"

Hui Zhi's Arhat incarnation muttered, and within the Buddha Country, millions of Arhats, Vajras, and Bodhisattvas joined voices.

The golden "卍" character emerged from the central illusionary Buddha shadow, expanded in the wind, and in the blink of an eye, transformed into a heavenly shield before Zhao Tianming and Qingqiuling You, colliding with the torrential Daoist Skills.

Buzz—

Like a Bell Mallet striking a giant copper bell, the explosive sound instantly swept across the battlefield, causing countless cultivators to experience ear ringing and deafness.

Those with weaker cultivation even had their eardrums rupture, blood flowing from their ears.

But whether Abyss Cultivators or Abyss Cultivators, even with the buzzing in their ears, even when deafened, they still fought desperately without hesitation; it was a life-and-death battlefield!

Hui Zhi glanced at the battlefield with relief.

Fortunately, they were high in the sky. If lower, the shock from the collision would shatter numerous cultivators' bodies into mist!

"Amitabha Buddha!"

But just then, a sigh sounded, and the shadow of an Arhat on Hui Zhi's left, with great regret, chanted a Buddhist name before disintegrating and disappearing.

Among the Arhats were Zen disciples whose Vitality was lost, reaching Perfection!

Hui Zhi's expression suddenly changed, becoming solemn and grim as he clenched his teeth, looking at the two figures opposite.

Two Ninth Realm Great Perfection Daoist Practitioners fully displaying their Domains and utilizing Daoist Skills with such might that could be described as earth-shattering!

The Nation of Ten Thousand Buddhas, though powerful, could resist numerous Daoist Skills and Arrays, ultimately had its limits.

And currently, Hui Zhi, as the strongest in the Buddha Country, was just at the Ninth Realm peak.

Simultaneously, another and another Buddhist name sounded as one Arhat Vajra after another disappeared, and one Zen disciple after another reached Perfection!

All the Zen disciples reaching Perfection had a peaceful countenance, all those consciously witnessing the arrival of death wore a calm expression.

This was the path they chose to follow, behind them were the people they swore to protect, and even if death left no relic symbolizing merit, they still died without regret.

Crack crack—

The sound of shattering mirrors reverberated.

Hui Zhi felt the "卍" character before him gradually crumbling, unable to withstand much longer, and realized the Buddha Country was collapsing, with countless disciples walking toward Perfection.

He sighed softly, making a resolve in his heart.

"A hundred deaths and still unrepentant."

Hui Zhi lowered his head and clasped his hands together, tears of golden blood streaming down his face, and the Buddha's aura shone brightly on him.

When the master was entangled and unable to attend to other matters, he must bear the responsibility of a Buddha's child.

"Senior Brother Hui Zhi!"

The disciples of the Buddha sect in the Buddha Kingdom were shocked, tears streaming down as they looked at Hui Zhi, their leader, with trembling voices.

"It's alright, it's just a reincarnation."

Even as Hui Zhi closed his eyes, he smiled gently, exuding a sense of compassion and self-sacrifice at that moment.

He was born with a Buddhist bone and Zen heart, naturally the one closest to Buddha.

Since that's the case, when he sacrifices himself to Buddha, the Buddha will also turn towards him!

As Hui Zhi sacrificed himself, despite the infinite light, his body gradually became ethereal, turning into a crystalline, seemingly glass-like shariputra. What was more mystical was that this shariputra was beating rhythmically like a human heart.

The shariputra spun around in place as if it had found its target and directly merged into the golden shadow behind. The golden vague silhouette at the center of the Buddha Kingdom began to solidify gradually after merging with Hui Zhi's shariputra.

Buddha is born from the heart, and the face of the Buddha is—Hui Zhi!

Zhao Tianming and Qing Qiuling suddenly sensed danger. Their Daoist skill broke off, and they instinctively dodged.

A golden fist shadow descended from the sky, and a golden Buddha, looking as if crying and laughing, coldly stared at the two in the air.

"Amitabha!"

The Buddha chant resonated across thousands of miles!

Shocked, Zhao Tianming looked up to see the Buddha pressing his palms together, and countless hands appeared behind him.

"No way? Can the Buddha Kingdom play like this?"

Zhao Tianming instinctively swallowed. After all, he was just a Daoist Practitioner.

If he hadn't perceived it wrong, that punch was at least of the Ninth Realm Great Perfection level, even among the top tier of Great Perfection Body Cultivators. If hit directly by these countless hands, Zhao Tianming felt he might end up minced.

Initially, he thought the Buddha Kingdom was just a defensive formation taking hits, but unexpectedly, once the Buddha stood up, it became so fierce!

As Zhao Tianming and Qing Qiuling were in a dilemma, the Buddha, transformed by Hui Zhi, did not pause. The fist shadows behind him fell like a dense rain, and in front of each shadow was a layer of white Qi Barrier! The sharp whistling fist wind sent shivers down one's spine!

Zhao Tianming and Qing Qiuling's expressions changed as they intended to use movement techniques to distance themselves from here.

"Still!"

The Buddha spoke, shouted loudly, and formless laws emerged.

Under the Buddha light, Zhao Tianming and Qing Qiuling's bodies stiffened momentarily, missing the best chance to escape, as the fist shadows in mid-air drew closer.

Boom—

Continuous explosions echoed like spring thunder, rolling on endlessly.

The terrifying fist force poured into the void but did not leak out due to the Buddha's horrifying control of power, only dispersing the cloud sea in the sky completely.

For a moment, Hui Zhi sensed something wrong because the sensation was different.

He paused, waved his hand to disperse the swirling dust, and his pupils constricted.

At that moment, Zhao Tianming and Qing Qiuling stood intact, with a nine-foot-tall man with green wings on his back and a lightning-shaped vertical mark between his brows blocking in front of them.

Hui Zhi wasn't unfamiliar with him, having heard Liang Yi mention this pinnacle Great Cultivator of the First Epoch, Qing Yunzi from Lei Zhenzong, before!

Even Qing Yunzi did not have an easy time taking Hui Zhi's attack. His stout body bore numerous fist marks, nearly broken, with his Daoist robe torn to shreds, blood trickling from his mouth, and his aura nearly depleted.

Yet Zhao Tianming and Qing Qiuling ignored the severely injured Qing Yunzi, passing him by and attempting to leave using Escape Skill.

Without the Buddha Kingdom defending against their Daoist skills, now was when they could showcase their might.

"Do not think you can escape!"

Sensing Zhao Tianming's actions, Hui Zhi borrowed the Buddha's body to shout angrily, trying to stop the two.

Crackle!

Blue lightning flashed as a figure appeared before the Buddha, raising a fist to counter the Buddha's move!

First, there was a silent collision; the impact enveloped a range of hundreds of miles, followed by a thunderous explosion!

"Why run when the fight isn't over?"

Qing Yunzi grinned, his smile ferocious.

"Impossible!" Hui Zhi, transformed into the Buddha, was taken aback seeing the unscathed Qing Yunzi at this moment.

Now, he was a Buddha composed of countless Zen disciples. He knew his power well; being directly hit by those countless fist shadows, even a Great Perfection Body Cultivator shouldn't be unharmed.

"Our Lei Zhenzong tempers the body with Ancestor Thunder, and the Thunder Dao is both our body-tempering force and source of power. As long as the thunder is endless, our vitality is boundless!"

Qing Yunzi laughed aloud, the lightning at his brow glowed brightly, wings spread behind, and a power of laws surged skyward.

Power diffused into the heavenly vault, in the blink of an eye gathering thick clouds, blue lightning flickered, transforming a hundred miles into a Thunder Prison!

And the lightning in the clouds struck both the Buddha and Qing Yunzi.

However, the lightning striking the Buddha made it stiffen involuntarily, while the lightning striking Qing Yunzi turned into dense vitality power, healing the previous injuries completely.

"Come on, either you kill me, or I kill you!"

Qing Yunzi provocatively beckoned to the Buddha.