Chapter 735: Fighting A Buddha
Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation
Wu Qi’s current physical strength was at the level of a fifth-tier Gold Immortal. The palm strike unleashed by Prabhutaratna Buddha, on the other hand, was at the level of a fourth-tier Gold Immortal, just one level above Wu Qi’s. For Gold Immortals, a tier difference in their cultivation levels was often equivalent to a hundred tis difference in their overall strength. Therefore, Prabhutaratna Buddha thought he could easily capture the forr with a force that was a hundred tis stronger.
However, Wu Qi snorted coldly as he watched the golden palm closing in with a stifling pressure. Without hesitation, he exercised the Dragon Kill and abruptly transford into a gigantic dragonman standing a hundred feet tall. Energy surged and filled his body as he began to murmur a spell and quickly waved his fingers in mid-air. From them, countless runes poured out like torrents, interlocking with one another into a black rune formation and branding onto his skin.
Enhanced by the rune formation, Wu Qi’s strength instantly soared by a thousand folds. The incredible power made his blood vessels begin to bulge, pulsing so strongly that even his thick dragon scales could not cover them. Soon, they were as thick as water buckets, twisting and squirming like flood dragons all over his body. Even as that was happening, his blood began to boil, rushing through his veins together with semi-coagulated dragon energy. Faint roars of dragon could be heard coming from every bulging vein of his, as if hundreds of dragons were roaring inside him.
Ao Buzun widened his eyes in terror. He stared blankly at Wu Qi and grumbled under his breath, “Heck, don’t tell that you’re a mix-blooded b*stard of a human and so little fellow from the dragon clan? But, this doesn’t make any sense! Your fleshly body has been converted into a chaotic spirit body, and I’ve witnessed the entire transformation… You’re not related to dragons! But, how can you cultivate the Dragon Transformation Script to such a state that all your ridians are taking the shape of dragons?”
As an ancient dragon himself, Ao Buzun knew very well how difficult it was to cultivate to this state. Even among the top geniuses of the dragon clan, few had co this far. Furthermore, Wu Qi was just a human being, not a dragon. So, how was it possible for him to cultivate the Dragon Transformation Script to such an advanced level?
Pitch-black Nine Nether Ghost Fla exploded out of Wu Qi’s body and towered into the sky, within which, nine faint figures of dragons could be seen swirling about. The air rang with sharp and loud dragon roars as two black dragon horns suddenly stretched out of his forehead.
In the void, so existence hiding between the spatial barriers with a mighty magical artifact uttered a cry of surprise, “Wow, this little fellow’s aptitude is pretty decent! To be able to cultivate Dragon Kill to such a perfect degree and transform into a dragon…Could he be a mix-blood of a human and a dragon?”
Wu Qi was certainly not a mix-blood of humans and dragons; all he had were the bloodlines of a hundred divine beasts he had extorted from the Thousand Spirit Palace. Just now, as soon as Prabhutaratna Buddha attacked, he had fused all these bloodlines with his body and made the chaotic energy quickly digest one particular bloodline—the bloodline of the azure dragon. Then, with the help of Seven Foundation Elevating Technique, the inner structure of his body began to transform to that of a real azure dragon.
He carefully controlled the changes of his body, so that when all his flesh and blood had beco no different from that of a real dragon, his appearance remained the sa, a human-shaped dragon. And as he was now exercising the Dragon Kill with the body of a dragon, his physical strength was instantly and terrifyingly strengthened. Accompanied by the loud noises produced from the squeezing between expanding muscles and bones, the scales covering his body and the dragon horns on his forehead were gradually covered in a mysterious and noble, pale blue hue.
As the air rang with his deep chanting, two beams of light shot out of his dragon horns. Countless runes swirled rapidly amidst the lights, then quickly interwove into a huge rune formation that was branded onto Wu Qi’s chest. With that, a mighty force rushed like a torrent within his body, and his physical strength was abruptly elevated by three thousand tis!
This was the limit that Wu Qi’s fleshly body could withstand right now! Although there were more powerful runes in Dragon Kill that could increase his strength by ten thousand tis, his fleshly body could not withstand such a trendous increase. The three thousand tis augntation was the strongest power that he could control and use right now.
As soon as he was done with the transformation, Wu Qi opened his mouth and sprayed out a stream of Nine Nether Ghost Fla, which caused the golden palm strike that was about to smash down on him lose its brilliant gleam, saring it with a vast amount of the dark aura of death. Then, he lifted both arms over his shoulders and forcefully slapped the golden palm. A loud rumble rang out as the palm strike, which Prabhutaratna Buddha had unleashed casually and thought he could use it to easily capture Wu Qi, was crushed into pieces.
With the help of Dragon Kill, Wu Qi’s current overall strength was infinitely approaching that of a second-tier Gold Immortal. Therefore, how could the palm strike Prabhutaratna Buddha unleashed with only the power of a fourth-tier Gold Immortal withstand his full power strike? In just the blink of an eye, the golden palm shattered into countless fist-sized fragnts that looked as if they were made of pure gold, falling all over the ground.
These golden fragnts were the condensation of Prabhutaratna Buddha’s pure power. As his palm strike was shattered by Wu Qi, he lost control over the power, thus causing it to crumble and fall into pieces like so physical object. Gradually, the fragnts lted down and transford into pale golden power of Buddha, spreading into all directions. Nourished by such power, the ground, which consisted of stones filled with rich natural energy, slowly transford into relics and fine jades; soon, half of the hilltop was gleaming brilliantly.
The failure of his first strike had turned Prabhutaratna Buddha’s gleaming face pale with rage. As one of the most famous Buddhas from the Buddhist League and the master of hundreds of millions of outer heavenly realms, Prabhutaratna Buddha had forgotten how long it had been since he attacked soone himself. This ti, in order to kill Wu Qi who had killed his missionary disciple, while taking the opportunity to warn Great Yu for all their little tricks against the Buddhist League recently, he had personally co all the way to Pangu Continent.
And yet, his calculated strike was easily countered by Wu Qi!
It was humiliating! Wu Qi was just a puny existence as strong as a Gold Immortal. Although he was stronger than an ant, he was still an insignificant existence in the face of a Buddha. Despite that, he was able to render Prabhutaratna Buddha’s strike completely useless, which ant a loss of face for the mighty Buddha.
Taking a deep breath, Prabhutaratna Buddha said in a cold voice, “You are asking to die, vile creature! Initially, I intended to make you the Protector of my Buddhist Kingdom, but it appears that you have failed to distinguish the good from the bad. The predestined relationship between the Buddhist League and you is now severed! It looks like I’ve no choice but to get rid of you today, so that the developnt of the Buddhist League will not be hindered by a vile creature like you!”
A golden bell and a jade bell erged within Prabhutaratna Buddha’s palms as he lifted both of his arms over his shoulders. The golden bell was shining gloriously with sharp energy beams constantly shooting out of it, while within the jade bell was a clump of dense smoke, from which, the crisp chi of a bell could be heard occasionally. It sounded as if the chis were ringing right from the depth of one’s soul, giving those who heard it a desire to fall asleep right away.
In fact, Prabhutaratna Buddha was famous for artifact crafting, and he was one of the top master craftsn in the Buddhist League. All the artifacts he crafted were the best and choicest, and other Buddhas and Bodhisattvas often had to spend several Buddhism Kingdoms they had crafted with hard efforts to exchange for one or two handy artifacts from him. The golden bell and jade bell were the artifacts of demon severing he had crafted for himself regardless of the cost, giving them a mighty power and countless magical abilities.
As the crisp chi ringing out of the jade bell was distracting Wu Qi’s divine soul, the golden bell soared into the sky with eighteen golden dragons wheeling inside rapidly. Countless weapons of the Buddhist League, such as evil severing blades and swords, vajra staffs and swords, lotus seals and swords, along with many others, were shooting out from within the golden bell, flashing with blinding golden light as they smashed down toward Wu Qi like a rain. All these weapons were crafted by refining acquired energy of gold elent with the power of Buddha; therefore, each of them could expand or shrink, harden or soften, and increase and decrease in weight at will. At their lightest, they weighed like a feather, and at their heaviest, they weighed more than an entire mountain.
The loss of his face had driven Prabhutaratna Buddha to control the golden bell with his full power, unleashing countless evil severing weapons of the Buddhist League and smashing them down toward Wu Qi. Each weapon was shiny and sharp, weighing more than a mountain. With so many of them raining down, it seed Wu Qi would soon be chopped into pieces.
In an attempt to try their power, Wu Qi thrust his arm toward an evil severing blade.
The sound of tal cutting through flesh rang out as the blade easily sliced through his thick arm. His strong dragon scales and tough muscles could not stop the sharp edge of the blade for even a brief second. Blood spurted out like a fountain as the blade went deeper and deeper, cutting through his muscles and bones. Luckily Wu Qi was quick to retract his arm; otherwise, the blade would have removed it from his body.
He quickly took a few steps back in horror. Even with his incredibly strong fleshly body, he was unable to withstand a random blade shooting out of the golden bell. In other words, if he were to let all these weapons fall onto his body, he would be certainly sliced and chopped into a at paste in just a flash!
In the heat of the mont, Wu Qi waved his arms, and the wound caused by the blade began to heal rapidly. Then, a sheet of purple mist visible to naked eyes wrapped his arms as he pointed a finger at his blood that spurted out of the wound previously. By the doing that, he caused it to fly up into the air and transform into countless vicious runes, interweaving into a rune formation that was shaped like a snake slithering toward Prabhutaratna Buddha with a strange hissing noise.
It was called the ‘Thousand Snakes Devouring Heart Spell’, one of the countless malicious forbidden spells of the Directorate of Celestials. Those hit by this spell would suffer the pain that felt like their heart was being devoured by a thousand snakes, and the pain would be so intense that it could be lethal. With Wu Qi’s current level of cultivation, even a top Gold Immortal would not want to let this spell touch his body.
But, Prabhutaratna Buddha was not a Gold Immortal, neither was he weaker than a Gold Immortal. Looking at the spell unleashed by Wu Qi, he said with a cold grin, “You’re like a grain of rice fighting back against the sun and moon! Face your death now, vile creature!”
Dozens of golden swords flew out of the golden bell and easily sliced Wu Qi’s forbidden spell to pieces. The destruction of his spell caused him to suffer a backlash, which forced him to stagger back for dozens of steps while blood oozed out from underneath the scales on his chest. The spells of the Directorate of Celestials were fierce and malicious, and whenever they failed to hurt the enemy, they would bring a backlash to the caster. It was the sa reason why Yu Miao’s few disciples and sons were killed by Yu Huai’s counterattack when they failed to kill Wu Qi with their spells.
Countless weapons of the Buddhist League shot out of the golden bell and blanketed Wu Qi’s body.
Wu Qi laughed deeply as a beam of black light suddenly rushed out from the top of his head, from within which, the new Dark Yin Celestial Tower ca flying out speedily, transforming into a sheet of black light that had him firmly protected within. Then, he sent all his energy into the tower, and in the next mont, the speed of ti within the void about one mile around him abruptly increased by a hundred folds.
The speed of ti around him had increased by a hundred folds, but it remained the sa around those weapons.
Like a stream of light, Wu Qi traveled effortlessly among the countless weapons, and none of them could touch his body.
Prabhutaratna Buddha’s expression beca even more bizarre. “You can manipulate ti? Then, I’ve to kill you no matter what!” With a flip of his hands, the jade bell placed atop his palm slowly let out a crisp sound.
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