Chapter 1116: Chapter 1116: Tower Push (Part 2)
Watching the swiftly approaching Fa Hai, whose visage was like a fiend incarnate, Wang Chen’s heart remained exceptionally calm.
His Nascent Soul was locked, his Mana was restrained, and Magic Artifacts couldn’t be used…
The opponent’s Heavenly Earth Banishing Law was terrifying, it rendered a Cultivator’s fundantal abilities useless in an instant.
But Wang Chen did not panic or beco frightened.
Because he had encountered similar situations before!
What’s most important is that while Wang Chen could no longer cast Spells or wield Magic Artifacts, his opponent Fa Hai was in the sa situation; otherwise, he could have simply launched a killing move from hundreds of steps away instead of coming over for close combat.
This indicated that the banishnt wasn’t selective between friend and foe.
Without a doubt, Fa Hai possessed strong close-combat fighting capabilities, his bulging muscles made it clear that this Buddhist Monk had an incredibly robust physique.
Moreover, the Buddhist Sect has always emphasized Body Cultivation, and their close-combat abilities are very formidable.
But…
Wang Chen is also a Body Cultivator!
Before he broke his Golden Core to Condense the Nascent Soul, his Body Refinent achievents had exceeded his Taoist Foundation, and he had cultivated the Heavenly Dragon Vajra thod to the peak of the seventh tier.
Especially after consuming a large amount of fourth-tier Flood Dragon flesh, Wang Chen’s body beca exceedingly solid inside and out, and his physical strength reached an unprecedented level.
He, afraid of close combat? Not at all!
Reaching for his collar, Wang Chen violently yanked downwards.
The dark green Taoist Robe instantly ca off his body, revealing the white sweatshirt underneath.
Crackling!
The next mont, the light and filmy sweatshirt ripped apart, fluttering down like butterflies, and chunks of muscle as hard as refined steel bulged beneath the skin!
Wang Chen’s joints emitted a dense burst of Explosive noises as his body size swiftly expanded, with his height shooting upwards.
From ten steps away, Fa Hai’s eyes suddenly constricted, revealing an incredulous expression.
“Heavenly Dragon Vajra thod!”
The Buddhist Monk bellowed in shock: “You’ve actually cultivated the Heavenly Dragon Vajra thod!”
A Taoist Sect True Immortal cultivating the Heavenly Dragon Vajra thod is not too odd, after all, the Buddhist Sect preaches universality and spreads Cultivation Techniques widely to attract talent and accumulate wealth.
But Wang Chen’s Heavenly Dragon Vajra thod was evidently cultivated to a very high realm, revealing such a mighty aura that even Fa Hai felt shocked, resulting in a huge blow to the Buddhist Monk.
How did a Taoist Vein Cultivator achieve this?
Fa Hai’s worldview was on the verge of being turned upside down!
And while Fa Hai was still dazed and shocked, Wang Chen suddenly strode forward, his right fist hamring towards Fa Hai’s chest.
Vajra Fist!
This punch was simple and unadorned without any fancy techniques, so straightforward that it could hardly be called a martial art.
And yet, Vajra Fist in the Buddhist Sect is a skill that even the most junior Novice Monks can practice.
But Wang Chen’s punch gathered ten full asures of Heavenly Dragon Vajra power and erupted in an instant like an exploding nuclear bomb, heavily striking Fa Hai.
Facing this earth-shattering punch, Fa Hai had nowhere to dodge and could not evade, only able to raise his palms to defend.
Beads of sweat the size of beans appeared on his forehead.
Bang!
Fist t palm.
Ti seed to freeze in that mont.
Neither party moved.
Wang Chen’s expression calm, he slowly retracted the fist he had just thrown.
Fa Hai was still maintaining his defending posture with his palms raised.
But his feet were deeply embedded in the hard rock and soil, with deep cracks appearing all around.
The Buddhist Monk’s face turned pale, his eyes desolate, and his pupils revealed uncontrollable agony and despair.
Such an emotional display was rarely seen in a Cultivator with profound Zen mastery.
The next mont, Fa Hai retracted his palms, brought them together at his chest, bowed his head, and chanted the Buddha’s na: “Amitabha～”
Pff!
His hands and arms exploded into a cloud of blood mist simultaneously, followed by a sudden depression in his chest. A series of cracking noises emanated from within his body, as if it were being kneaded by a pair of invisible giant hands, barely able to maintain a human shape.
The punch just now from Wang Chen was imbued with the power of the Heavenly Dragon Vajra at the peak of the seventh tier, which instantly pierced through Fa Hai’s strength and rcilessly blasted into his body!
That this high-ranking Buddhist monk did not die on the spot was all thanks to his hundred years of arduous cultivation practice.
But his life had still reached its end.
Exhaling his last breath, Fa Hai gave Wang Chen a deep look, then slowly took a seat on the ground.
The Brocade Kasaya that had been floating in the air shrank and drifted down silently, draping over the body of the high-ranking Buddhist monk.
Wang Chen did not intervene.
Because he could see that his opponent was about to fall, showing no intention of struggling in his dying monts.
At the sa ti, the sealing power disappeared completely.
Sitting cross-legged on the ground, Fa Hai closed his eyes, murmuring scripture. The pain and despair on his face gradually vanished, replaced with calmness and serenity.
His breath grew weaker and weaker until suddenly two jade-like tears flowed from his nostrils, then all stopped!
[Heavenly rit 3000000]
Wang Chen’s vision was suddenly filled with a conspicuous ssage.
Causing the corner of his eye to twitch involuntarily.
Three million Heavenly rit!
In that mont, Wang Chen almost lost his composure, even feeling a strong urge.
What boundless fortune and opportunities would he have if he converted these three million Heavenly rit into a Fate Blessing for himself?
Wang Chen took a deep breath, forcefully suppressing that wild thought.
He ford a spell with his hand, flicked his fingers, and a ball of fla fell onto Fa Hai’s body.
Boom!
The scorching blaze instantly engulfed the body of the high-ranking Buddhist monk.
“Dust to dust, earth to earth, may the departed soul return to the nurturing soil…”
Out of respect for the three million Heavenly rit contributed by his opponent, Wang Chen chanted the Rebirth Mantra to lead him to salvation.
Flas soared higher, burning even more fiercely; in the turning flas, a small figure of Fa Hai quietly took shape.
He was seen giving a bow to Wang Chen, and then disappeared without a trace.
The next mont, the sky was shrouded with dark clouds, and a light rain began to patter down.
The fire on the ground burned for a full quarter of an hour, reducing Fa Hai’s body to a pile of ash.
Suddenly, a gust of wind blew, scattering all the ashes into the wilderness.
Leaving behind a single crystal-clear, colorful Shariputra!
Wang Chen reached out to draw the Shariputra, the size of a dragon’s eye, into his hand, and closely examined it.
He could feel the vast Buddhist power contained within the Shariputra; pure and imnse, truly unfathomable.
After a thought, Wang Chen stored the Shariputra inside the Cangqing Ring.
His gaze then fell upon the tower in front of him.
Though Golden Light Temple had been broken and destroyed by the Qijue Great Sword, this tower located behind the main hall remained intact.
However, the light on the tower’s surface was dim, having lost its forr brilliance.
Wang Chen suddenly swung his arm, sending a palm strike through the air.
Boom!
The tower violently shook, then wobbled and toppled down, stirring up a massive cloud of dust and smoke!
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