721: Chapter 721: The purple aura has already been stripped away?
721: Chapter 721: The purple aura has already been stripped away?
Outside the thirty-three heavens, a realm utterly beyond the Three Realms and Six Paths of existence, lay a void.
The nine Quasi-Saints, battling beyond the thirty-three heavens, no longer had to worry about causing terrible damage to the Three Realms and the Six Paths, so each of them let loose to their full extent.
Ancestor Minghe, flanked by Xueyu and accompanied by the surging Blood Sea, wielded the dual swords Abi Yuan Tu, whose Sword Qi soared ten thousand feet, invoking awe and caution in all who witnessed it.
What’s more, the presence of Xueyu by his side made the other Quasi-Saints hesitant, fearing that inadvertently killing Xuanzang’s daughter would curse them with an Imasurable Kalpa.
The Great Jade Emperor radiated an Emperor’s Aura with every motion, and as a Quasi-Saint, the Divine Sword in his hand unleashed indescribable power.
The Tathagata Buddha stretched out his hand in an unadorned gesture, yet the display of Divine Skills from the Buddha’s Palm Paradise was unforeseeable and impregnable.
Above Randeng Buddha’s head floated an ancient lamp, its flickering light not particularly offensive, serving rather to shield him in its radiance, waiting for an opportune mont to strike.
Master Zhenyuan, as one of the Listeners of Zixiao Palace, had profound Cultivation Level as well.
With the Book of Earth in hand, his strength was equally formidable.
The two Quasi-Saints from the Demon Realm seed to be remnants of the Ancient Dragon Clan, enduring since the ancient catastrophe of dragons and phoenixes—a Quasi-Saint from the Phoenix Clan and another from the Qilin Clan.
As three ancient tribes, both the Phoenix and Qilin Clans displayed overwhelmingly powerful forces.
Master Wuchao held a Treasure Gourd, the Knife Qi steaming from its mouth released a dreadful murderous aura, causing dread in the hearts of those nearby, wary of provoking him without cause.
The Immortal-Slaying Flying Knife was well known for its dreadfulness since the Deification Calamity.
Finally, Wutian Buddha appeared composed, clad in black Buddha’s Robe, projecting an aura of wicked charm.
As a Max Level golden UI, Wutian’s Cultivation Level was among the top within these nine Quasi-Saints, and in this chaotic battle, his main concern was directed toward Tathagata.
The Tathagata had a powerful 98-level blue UI, yet in front of Wutian Buddha, he seed a notch inferior.
Thus, to the discerning eye, it was clear that Tathagata was underperforming under Wutian’s attacks.
However, although the battle between the nine Quasi-Saints was chaotic, their objective was the Hongng Purple Qi; hence, their attacks were sowhat skewed towards Master Wuchao, piling trendous pressure on him.
Even the keen Immortal-Slaying Flying Knife seed overwheld when facing several Quasi-Saints simultaneously.
Randeng Buddha, another Listener of Zixiao Palace and forrly the Vice Hierarch of the Interpretation Sect, had also reached the 100-level max, making self-preservation amidst chaos more than manageable with the treasure that was integral to his enlightennt.
Conserving energy for the right mont, Randeng Buddha had a cunning look about him during the chaotic fray.
After waiting for what seed like an eternity, Randeng Buddha finally seized a suitable opportunity and made his move abruptly.
Just as the Immortal-Slaying Flying Knife streaked towards the Phoenix Clan mber, the light from the ancient lamp suddenly intensified, enveloping Master Wuchao in a blaze of light.
Using the ancient lamp to overpower Wuchao, Randeng wasted no words and, seizing his figure, swiftly flew toward the distance.
With a Cultivation Level of 100, his speed was exceedingly fast, leaving other Quasi-Saints to envy him from afar.
“Indeed, opportunity is reserved for the prepared!”
Upon seizing Master Wuchao, Randeng’s Cultivation Level surged as he flew towards the distance, and his heart swelled with elation.
As a Listener of Zixiao Palace, he had failed to seize the opportunity to claim a ditation cushion for himself.
Later, lowering his status, he joined the Interpretation Sect and—due to his identity and Cultivation Level—was granted the position of Vice Sect Hierarch by Yuanshi Heavenly Venerable, who, nevertheless, didn’t trust him.
So, during the Deification Calamity, he resolutely abandoned the Interpretation Sect to join Buddhism.
Regrettably, Yuanshi Heavenly Venerable didn’t trust him, nor did Jieyin and Zhunti, relegating him to the role of the Past Buddha in the Three-World Buddha hierarchy.
The control of Buddhism was, instead, entrusted to the Tathagata, his junior.
Though the position of Past Buddha was indeed esteed within Buddhism, could it compare to being the Vice Hierarch of the Interpretation Sect?
In fact, he had erred in abandoning the Interpretation Sect to join Buddhism.
Fortunately, as Heaven had decreed Buddhism’s prosperity, his joining Buddhism brought him so Destiny, ensuring he didn’t lose out.
But whether in the Interpretation Sect or Buddhism, never being valued by the Saints was an experience he was loath to endure again.
All told, becoming a Saint himself would be far more direct!
Holding Master Wuchao captive, Randeng was overjoyed, while his Divine Sense imdiately infiltrated Wuchao’s body to search for the whereabouts of the Hongng Purple Qi within.
This man, too, had stepped into the realm of Quasi-Saints, surely harboring the Hongng Purple Qi within himself, secretly awaiting the chance to attain enlightennt, right?
Randeng grasped Master Wuchao, quickly flying away into the distance, and at the sa ti, prepared to strip the Hongng Purple Qi from Master Wuchao’s body.
Behind them, the other Quasi-Saints, upon seeing this scene, naturally all ceased their actions and swiftly pursued in the direction of Randeng.
Originally, if it concerned other treasures, Tathagata might still intervene to hinder others, striving to buy ti for Randeng Buddha.
However, when it ca to Hongng Purple Qi, even the Three-World Buddha of the Buddhist Sect, Tathagata, had no intention of giving way.
If there was a chance, he would also love to snatch the Hongng Purple Qi from Randeng Buddha’s hands.
At this ti, several Quasi-Saints all displayed their fastest speed, chasing towards Randeng’s direction.
However, with a level 100, Randeng’s cultivation level could be regarded as one of the highest among the Quasi-Saints present.
Apart from the Phoenix Clan known for their speed, Ancestor Minghe, and Wutian with a level 99 golden UI who could keep up with Randeng’s pace, the other Quasi-Saints seed to fall slightly behind in speed.
Setting aside how the Quasi-Saints were pursuing from behind, Randeng, after his Divine Sense invaded Master Wuchao’s body, initially wanted to forcibly strip the Hongng Purple Qi from within him.
However, after searching, he found not a trace of the Hongng Purple Qi.
“You?
You were already grievously wounded?
Is it because the Hongng Purple Qi was stripped away!?”
Though he did not find the Hongng Purple Qi, Randeng Buddha sensed sothing wrong with Master Wuchao’s body and, after a careful examination, exclaid in shock.
“Cough cough, I, I have already said before, the Hongng Purple Qi…
is not in my hands…”
Completely outmatched in terms of cultivation level, and already injured, Master Wuchao now looked even weaker.
After coughing a few tis, he replied.
“Whose hands did your Hongng Purple Qi end up in?” Randeng asked with an extrely ugly expression, pressing Master Wuchao for an answer.
After inspecting, Randeng could feel that Master Wuchao’s body had once contained the Hongng Purple Qi.
But, the Hongng Purple Qi had been stripped away from his body long ago.
“I do not know, it was a person in black clothes, so powerful that I stood no chance against them.
They subdued in one move…” Facing Randeng’s interrogation, Master Wuchao shook his head as he spoke.
“One move!?” Hearing Master Wuchao’s response, Randeng couldn’t help but his expression change.
Although Master Wuchao was currently severely injured, when he had possessed the Hongng Purple Qi, he should have been in his pri condition, right?
Looking at his cultivation level, even among Quasi-Saints, he was considered one of the best.
And yet, he was subdued by soone in one move?
“Could it be?
A Saint personally took action!?” The thought that Master Wuchao could be subdued in one move made Randeng secretly murmur to himself.
It seed, only a Saint could accomplish this, right?
Other Quasi-Saints, including himself, would likely not be able to do so.
“But, weren’t Saints forbidden from appearing in the Three Realms ever since the Deification Calamity?” Though his heart felt a Saint was behind it, Randeng’s inner doubts grew.
The decree of the Saints to not manifest in the Three Realms was a rule personally stated by Hongjun Ancestor after the Deification Calamity, wasn’t it?
As an embodint of the Heavenly Dao, Hongjun’s pronouncents should be unbreakable laws, right?
Swoosh, swoosh, swoosh!
As Randeng Buddha pondered in confusion, furrowing his brows in deep thought, his speed unknowingly slowed down, and subsequently, those Quasi-Saints behind him gradually caught up one after another.
Having caught up, these Quasi-Saints were secretly astonished, for they could distinctly sense that Randeng Buddha had slowed down.
Without reason, why would he reduce his speed?
Not to ntion the doubts in the hearts of these Quasi-Saints, after having caught up, they seed to suddenly beco united at this mont, encircling both Randeng Buddha and Master Wuchao.
“Randeng, hand him over!
Do you think you can handle all of us on your own?” the Phoenix Clan Quasi-Saint sharply said.
“Alright then, take him!”
Following the words of the Phoenix Clan Quasi-Saint, Randeng obediently nodded his head, at the sa ti, he retracted his Ancient Lamp, naturally Master Wuchao also regained his freedom.
“So easily giving up?!”
No one expected that Randeng would actually comply so obediently, and for a mont, the Quasi-Saints were all stunned.
“Ridiculous, here we are fighting bitterly over the Hongng Purple Qi, when in fact, the Hongng Purple Qi within him had already been taken away years ago!
Hahaha…” Watching each of the Quasi-Saints’ astonished expressions, Randeng shook his head and laughed.
As his words fell, Randeng showed no intention of lingering, and he turned and left directly.
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