The most distinctive feature of the Sun God Realm is the "Mind-born World."
A Spirit Refining Practitioner's Divine Soul, after being tempered thousands of tis, becos incredibly formidable, capable of tearing space apart with re Divine Thought, and creating a world of its own.
And this world has endless ingenious uses, and of course, it can be used to kill enemies.
Domain Expansion—Endless Inferno!
The techniques of Shakyamuni might have different nas, but the principle is very much the sa.
The surrounding scenery twisted and blurred like mixed paint, pulling Lu Yao into a bizarre space.
Everywhere he looked, there were writhing chunks of flesh and sinew, constantly seeping foul-slling blood; it was evidently a disgusting world composed of flesh.
Even the sky shared this scene, with heaven and earth twitching and writhing like the inside of a gigantic intestine.
On the flesh surfaces, distorted human faces protruded from ti to ti, as if countless people were wrapped inside.
They were frantically devouring the flesh of this realm, even consuming one another.
Upon seeing Lu Yao, they wailed and struggled fiercely, creating shapes of arms stretching out, trying to pull him into their midst to share their torture.
The environnt was nauseating, but Shakyamuni sat calmly in the void, his expression dignified as he said:
"Although it is our first eting, I know your story. Without any exaggeration, even among the myriad worlds, you are a top talent. Therefore, I am giving you a chance to join us. I hope you do not misjudge."
Lu Yao's face showed a disdainful sneer, his reply evident.
Shakyamuni spoke again, "Don't be quick to refuse."
With his left thumb and index finger pinched together and the other fingers naturally extended, he expounded with the "Preaching Seal," saying:
"Do not be bound by morality. In the universe, 'morality' is the most useless thing, and even a bad quality that must be discarded.
Just as you Spirit Refining powerhouses roam countless worlds and harvest spiritual essence, it has nothing to do with good or evil; it is rely the natural law of the survival of the fittest.
It's no different from people eating livestock or vegetables."
As he spoke, the howling faces in the flesh world cald down a bit and were not as restless.
Lu Yao stood towering and impenetrably deep, scoffing, "So what you're saying boils down to might is right. Well, let be blunt, too; I'm going to blow you and the creatures in the sky to pieces! Good or evil has nothing to do with it; I just feel like it!"
Shakyamuni's expression turned cold, his right hand resting on his knee and his fingertips pointing toward the ground, forming the "Demon Subduing Seal," he said:
"It seems you'd rather be sunk into an Endless Inferno, tornted for eternity. So be it, I shall oblige you."
Without further ado, Shakyamuni made his move without hesitation.
In the sky made of flesh, a "sun" ford by blood, sinew, and sticky flesh rose up.
The nauseating world trembled violently, with countless mounds of flesh the size of hills moving, rolling toward Lu Yao!
The wailing faces on the flesh beca even more distorted and agonizing; then, they tore through the flesh, extending countless ghastly white arms flailing and tearing. From a distance, it looked like dense underwater weeds.
Lu Yao had already prepared himself, with all 360 Nuclear Fusion Acupoints operating at full power, the surging energy within him made him seem like a volcano on the verge of eruption!
The next second, he fiercely unleashed a move from "Regret of the Dragon"!
It was an old move, but the effectiveness of killing techniques lies in precision, not quantity. With his Dragon Subduing Palm perfected to the utmost degree and enhanced by the Primordial Realm, his power was vast!
However, when this strike was delivered, it lacked the forceful montum and the thunderous power compared to when used in the outside world, silence, and force both absent.
Striking the approaching flesh only managed to scatter it with effort.
Lu Yao frowned. Under normal circumstances, "Regret of the Dragon" should have pierced through the disgusting flesh directly toward Shakyamuni.
But the physical rules of this world are different, there seems to be no air, and there is a gravitational pull tugging at him.
More importantly, the Divine Thought and True Intent contained in "Regret of the Dragon" were absorbed by the nauseating flesh!
This made the force he projected unable to coalesce firmly into one, significantly reducing its attack power.
And by now, more flesh surged forward, piling on like a slowly closing grotesque mouth, ready to swallow Lu Yao whole.
Lu Yao dodged aside, but he knew that this was not a permanent solution, since the entire world was targeting him.
Moreover, the horrified, annoyed howling of those people also made his divine soul uncomfortable and his body restless.
The feeling grew stronger and stronger, and Lu Yao's expression grew more focused:
"In other words, this so-called domain not only damages every second but also suppresses all my attributes... Continuing like this, I'll undoubtedly lose!"
Shakyamuni's phoenix eyes were half-open as he said with a confident chuckle, "Stepping into my domain, you stand no chance. Sink forever into the Endless Inferno, you'll be my most praiseworthy trophy."
Lu Yao remained unmoved by the enemy's words and pondered on a solution: "In this situation, I obviously need to attack the caster himself."
The Nuclear Fusion Acupoints operated at full power, and once again he displayed frightening speed, his figure becoming blurred and stretched like a television with a poor signal.
Suddenly, Lu Yao appeared behind the enemy, launching another "Regret of the Dragon".
At the mont, Shakyamuni was sitting cross-legged in the air, a posture that would typically result in a very ugly death.
But the man gracefully dodged Lu Yao's attack as if he knew exactly where his opponent would strike.
Lu Yao refused to believe it and instantly unleashed "Blood Battle in All Directions", his fist shadows engulfing his opponent like a torrential downpour.
And still, Shakyamuni, sitting cross-legged, easily dodged within it, without a hair out of place, even mocking, "I once regretted not having the chance to battle with a Primordial Realm powerhouse, but now it seems they are nothing special."
In just a few seconds, the disgusting flesh continued to roll towards him like vermin gnawing at his feet, forcing Lu Yao to stop.
He recalled what Mother of the Wilderness had said—could this person truly foresee the future?
Sensing his opponent's hesitation, Shakyamuni certainly wouldn't miss the opportunity to strike at his morale and slowly began to speak:
"My eyes can differentiate light signals of 16 different wavelengths and see through everything in the world. I can even sense the great river of ti and see the future! You have no secrets in my sight!"
Lu Yao imdiately scoffed, "If you had that ability, you wouldn't be stuck here for 2,000 years."
This struck a nerve, and Shakyamuni's expression turned cold as he said, "I already gave you a chance. From now on, even if you want to surrender, I won't accept it."
"Then let's wait and see."
Lu Yao called forth his Willpower Golden Dragon to reinforce himself, his form stretching once again into a vague shadow, swirling around the enemy like a butterfly amidst flowers in a frenzy of punches!
This ti, Shakyamuni could no longer maintain his "cross-legged" arrogant posture.
"Damn it! Too fast!"
Shakyamuni was indeed boasting before; he could only vaguely see what was going to happen three seconds into the future.
But so things, even if foreseen, are not so easily countered.
The opponent was now as fast as a deity, and Shakyamuni had to assu a stance, focusing spirit to dodge, using the advantage of foresight to continually evade the attacks.
Lu Yao was also struggling, for in just a few seconds, the revolting flesh surged forward again.
Shakyamuni found an opportunity and struck out with both palms, clashing hard against his opponent!
A dull roar of "thump" resounded in the arena, the remaining chunks of flesh exploding into disgusting bloody holes, as both n were blown away.
Shakyamuni quickly steadied himself with little trouble, while Lu Yao fell into a disgusting mass of flesh.
Countless pale hands reached out to grasp him, and he imdiately felt a bone-chilling cold and resentnt!
"Such strong negative willpower! No wonder it can absorb my Martial Path True Intent and Divine Thought."
The surging energy within him burst forth, and in less than a second, Lu Yao soared into the sky, breaking free.
Although he was temporarily at a disadvantage, there was no sign of defeat on his face, but he quickly summarized the information he had just obtained:
"This person's physical strength is about the sa as Roland and Alpha, which is the standard of the early Primordial Realm, it's only because of the Sun God's techniques that he's so troubleso."
"In that case, I should be able to kill him in return..."
Lu Yao, sensing the eager "Willpower Golden Dragon" within his divine soul, swiftly formulated a tactic.
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