The Supre Blue Lotus erupted, powerful Sword Qi one after another, covered Amitabha Buddha.
However, he was shocked to discover that Amitabha Buddha simply couldn’t be killed.
Even after being killed, he could resurrect, eventually transforming into a stream of Buddha’s Light and flying over.
"Puff."
The Supre Blue Lotus’s body was pierced, and he spat out a mouthful of fresh blood.
This left the Supre Blue Lotus sowhat incredulous; he was actually wounded.
Moreover, the one who injured him was surprisingly a Sub-Paramount like Amitabha Buddha.
It should be known that he is no ordinary Supre, even facing strong beings like The Primordial Empress, he fears not.
How could an average Sub-Paramount possibly hurt him?
Amitabha Buddha’s face was pale, but his gaze remained firm.
He perford Buddhist Sect’s Divine Skills, the Fearless Lion Seal, and a Golden Lion charged out, swallowing the Supre Blue Lotus in one bite.
Caught off guard, the Supre Blue Lotus was indeed swallowed.
He showed anger, the Green Lotus Sword Qi erupted, directly tearing apart the Golden Lion.
At this mont, Amitabha Buddha had already reached before him.
A Buddha Lotus in his hand rapidly enlarged, with Red Lotus Karma Fire burning on it, fiercely enclosing the Supre Blue Lotus in it.
The Supre Blue Lotus shook his hand, attempting to flee, but it was already too late, covered head-on within.
He roared, trying to break out.
But, by now it was too late.
The Buddha Lotus mixed with a lot of Karma Fire adhered to him, burning intensely.
At this mont, the gates of hell opened, connecting to the endless Abyss, aiming to cast the Supre Blue Lotus into it.
Even the Supre Blue Lotus couldn’t help but feel a sense of horror at this mont.
He had a feeling that if he were cast inside, he might never return.
Realizing this, the Supre Blue Lotus went mad; he utilized his Origin, his aura stronger, laying out a lot of Origin to extinguish the Karma Fire on him.
Even so, he suffered severe injuries, his body charred, even his Primordial Spirit was cracked, nearly succumbing to the endless doom of hell.
His eyes were filled with resentnt, staring at Amitabha Buddha, for the previous strike had destroyed at least two-tenths of his cultivation.
Moreover, the injury on the Primordial Spirit above his soul was difficult to recover.
Even with formidable strength, it would take a long ti.
"I will kill you."
The Supre Blue Lotus roared, attacking Amitabha Buddha.
Amitabha Buddha was also angry, his eyes red, and clashed with the Supre Blue Lotus.
Of course, he was no match for the Supre Blue Lotus, but his Buddhist Sect skills were equally amazing, coupled with the Root of Immortality, making Amitabha Buddha increasingly fierce as he fought.
Sun Wukong and others were dumbfounded, watching Amitabha Buddha, questioning if this was truly the Amitabha Buddha they knew, being ludicrously aggressive.
He even dared to fight the Supre Blue Lotus head-on, even when his body was smashed, without the slightest fear.
"Amitabha Buddha, truly the fiercest warrior of the Three Realms."
Sun Wukong praised.
However, he did not dare to relax at all, swinging an iron rod fiercely; he had already lost count of the exchanges with the Tenth Son of the Golden Crow.
At this mont, the entire battlefield of the Western Continent was in a stalemate.
Amitabha Buddha was being pursued by the Supre Blue Lotus, and no one could co to his aid.
Everyone had their opponents and couldn’t afford to be distracted.
"I don’t believe I can’t kill you."
The Supre Blue Lotus shouted angrily.
He shattered Amitabha Buddha dozens of tis, yet Amitabha Buddha’s aura grew increasingly grand.
"No way?"
Everyone was shocked.
All noticed that Amitabha Buddha started to break through amidst the severe injury.
His aura surged, finally reaching a critical point, then fiercely charged forward.
Supre Level.
Amitabha Buddha beca a Supre.
The Buddhist Sect had three Supre strong figures.
Zhunti and Tathagata Buddha were both overjoyed.
They were initially worried about Amitabha Buddha’s downfall, after all, in the current Three Realms, the more powerful Buddhist Sect mbers there were, the better it was for them.
The current Three Realms were different from before.
Everywhere was filled with danger and crisis.
Now with the return of Emperor Jun and others, it had caused such chaos.
They hadn’t forgotten, there was still one Haotian God who hadn’t returned.
He was recognized as being more troubleso than Emperor Jun and others.
If he returned, it was feared that greater turmoil would arise.
Moreover, whether this world held even greater secrets.
They did not know, but all felt as the mist gradually uncovered, perhaps they would face unimaginable adversaries and futures.
Having one more Supre in the Buddhist Realm naturally guaranteed it a bit more.
They were no longer worried, for becoming a Supre, along with Amitabha Buddha possessing the Root of Immortality, it was definitely not easy for the Supre Blue Lotus to kill him.
Unless the Supre Blue Lotus risked mutual destruction, it might be achievable.
Even Sun Wukong back then, with his relative Immortal Body, could hardly be eliminated, let alone Amitabha Buddha with the Root of Immortality.
"Co, fight."
After becoming a Supre, Amitabha Buddha was full of confidence, challenging the Supre Blue Lotus.
The next mont, he was engulfed by boundless Sword Qi, nearly shredded.
Amitabha Buddha: "..."
He finally understood, even after becoming a Supre, one cannot underestimate their opponent.
Otherwise, one would die miserably.
After all, a Supre’s opponent is also a Supre.
Seeing Amitabha Buddha unhard, Sun Wukong laughed heartily, his attacks increasingly fierce.
At this mont, both he and the Tenth Son of the Golden Crow were covered in blood, both injured.
However, Sun Wukong’s gaze was without the slightest fear, still defiant, full of killing intent.
The battle continued for four days, below were vast piles of corpses.
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