Roar!
The thousand-headed snake, serving as a mount, has strength comparable to a Dao Platform Realm Cultivator and possesses a formidable spiritual nature.
Seeing its master’s body torn in half, it imdiately charged towards the Firefly Sea below, mouth open, and clamped onto Awati Poluo’s severed lower half.
With its thousand heads, one clamped down on Awati Poluo’s lower half, while the other 999 heads spewed poison clouds, spraying venom over the Firefly Sea, not daring to retaliate against Su Jie, instead venting its rage into the sea.
Just as it made this move, suddenly, amidst the tremors from the Lake Heart Island in the Firefly Sea, a blood-red mouth that seed capable of swallowing the world opened and moved to devour it.
Looking closely, a terrifying insect shadow three kiloters long arose from the Lake Heart Island. Its body was so long and large that it could directly bite the snake from afar.
Squeak! Squeak!
The thousand-headed snake’s original roar turned into a cry of fear as if it saw a natural enemy. It turned and fled without looking back, but it was already too late.
The blood-red mouth from the void bit into its tail, and pale corpse hands grabbed hold of it, nullifying its escape attempts, leaving it to be dragged back.
On Lake Heart Island, all the cultivators’ eyes went wide as they watched the enormous insect shadow slithering through the void.
More than three thousand ters long, its scarlet scales each spanned a ten-foot area, and six pairs of purple cloud wings shaded the sky. Over a thousand pale corpse hands reached up like celestial pillars, supporting the dreadfully serpentine form.
Just a glance at this monstrous presence raised goosebumps all over, striking fear so deep it nearly stopped the heart.
The Dao Platform Realm cultivators who had previously sat with Su Jie recognized its identity; wasn’t this a thousand-hand centipede?
Just before, this thousand-hand centipede was only as long as a chopstick, now transford into three thousand ters long, an unbelievably shocking change.
"This is the Sect Master’s thousand-hand centipede, a superior-grade Nine Refinent Gu insect."
The ones most excited were the Ghost Ridge Palace disciples.
Others might not recognize the insect’s grade, but Ghost Ridge Palace disciples, who dealt with Gu insects daily, not only were awed by the centipede’s terrifying size but also recognized it as a top-grade Nine Refinent Gu insect, akin to the ancestor’s annual ring worm.
"How was this even nurtured?"
Tang Peiqing was so shocked that he pulled off a tuft of his white beard. As the most senior of Ghost Ridge Palace, he couldn’t fathom how Su Jie raised such an insect.
"A top-grade Nine Refinent Gu insect, a great fortune for our sect, a great fortune indeed!"
Zhang Junwei was equally moved; as the forr sect master, he knew too well the value of such a Gu insect.
Ghost Ridge Palace, after many generations of leaders, managed to raise only one top-grade Nine Refinent Gu insect, the annual ring worm. Yet in just over a decade, Su Jie raised a thousand-hand centipede of equal grade, an unfathomable feat that left Zhang Junwei’s mind in disarray.
"The Sect Master’s divine might."
Taoist Qiu bead with pride, standing amidst the Chongzhou Demon Practitioners. Following the centipede’s appearance, he imdiately enlightened the crowd on its current state, leaving them amazed once more. When they realized Su Jie hailed from his lineage and was once his disciple, admiration for Taoist Qiu swelled.
In the void, the thousand-hand centipede held onto the thousand-headed snake, curiously scrutinizing it.
With its thousand pale corpse hands, it was already odd amongst insects, yet here was a snake with a thousand heads.
However, curiosity aside, the centipede’s mouth continued its work.
Its blood-red mouth tore and devoured, starting from the snake’s tail, consuming its body piece by piece, as if snacking on spicy strips.
Though a hundred-zhang long, the thousand-headed snake seed enormous, yet before the thousand-hand centipede, it was insignificant.
The snake struggled in terror, but no matter how much it spewed poison clouds or bit, it was useless against the centipede’s scarlet scales, as tough as divine materials. Its teeth shattered without penetrating, and poison clouds were re jokes.
The thousand-hand centipede fed on swarms, inheriting mastery over toxins, yet it was only worthy of becoming the centipede’s food. To poison the centipede was sheer folly.
Sizzle!
The thousand-hand centipede ignored the snake’s existence, savoring its al uninterrupted, finding the soft snack rather delicious.
Simultaneously, it extended a dining invitation to the annual ring worm resting atop its thorny crown. But the little worm, though nearly invisible beside the centipede’s massive form, shook its head in disdain, interested only in rare spiritual materials of heaven and earth, having no appetite for the snake’s flesh and blood.
Lazily, it continued basking on the centipede’s head, without the slightest intention to engage in battle, leaving the fighting to Su Jie and the centipede while it resud its nap.
Thus, with the thousand-headed snake succumbing to despair, the thousand-hand centipede crunched its way from tail to head, consuming it completely.
Afterwards, it let out a burp, and its pair of golden vertical-pupil insect eyes turned towards the Golden Radiant Peacock ridden by Yakup Shadi and the Six-tusked White Elephant ridden by Batu Gu Fan Zhi, the more it looked, the more delicious they seed.
Instantly, these two spirit beasts, with strength comparable to Dao Platform Realm, trembled uncontrollably, nearly scared to wet themselves, letting out terrified whimpers. Without Yakup Shadi and Batu Gu Fan Zhi’s restraints, they would have fled as far as possible; it was overwhelmingly frightening.
"Today, I shall kill you."
Seeing his own mount, the thousand-headed snake, being devoured bite by bite, Avati Poluo felt as if his heart was being cut by a knife.
His injuries had already healed after taking so elixirs, with his broken lower body regrown, but his hatred for Su Jie had not diminished in the slightest; instead, it had grown even more intense.
Despite his vehent shouts, he had no intention of stepping forward again, firmly staying behind Batu Gu Fanzhi, utterly terrified of Su Jie.
"Mid-stage Purple Mansion Cultivation, you devil, you hide it well."
Batu Gu Fanzhi looked at Su Jie and uttered these words.
During his brief clash with Su Jie, he realized that Su Jie’s strength was not at the early stage of the Purple Mansion but the mid-stage, as Su Jie had cultivated an Innate Divine Body, a hallmark of mid-stage Purple Mansion Cultivators. Having the sa Innate Divine Body, he imdiately identified Su Jie’s level during their confrontation.
Avati Poluo and Yakup were both greatly shocked, especially Avati Poluo, who felt fear in his heart, realizing now that Su Jie possessed mid-stage Purple Mansion cultivation, it was no wonder he could completely overpower him.
"What, Su Jie is a mid-stage Purple Mansion Cultivator."
Upon hearing this, the biggest reaction ca from those righteous and demonic cultivators above the Firefly Sea.
Recently, news about Su Jie being a Purple Mansion Cultivator had spread worldwide, and now it was revealed from Batu Gu Fanzhi’s mouth that Su Jie was not only at the early stage but actually a mid-stage Purple Mansion Cultivator.
This revelation was too shocking; at Su Jie’s age, many were still circling around in the Yunling Realm, and even the more talented Immortal Seeds were only at the Daoist Platform Realm, yet Su Jie was not only at the Purple Mansion Realm, he had reached the mid-stage. Such a talent was truly defying the heavens.
"This is what his confidence is based on!"
Qin Yushang murmured to herself, looking at Su Jie’s figure on the sky do, finally understanding why Su Jie had the courage to face the Three Great Divine Monks directly.
"Even the bald monk has so insight!"
Su Jie stood on the Nine-grade Sacred Lotus, wielding the Green Phoenix Red Flood Dragon Fan in his left hand and the Green Wave Furious Tide Umbrella in his right, with the Netherworld Soul Capturing Pearl suspended above his head, displaying an astonishing aura.
"However, since you’re here, just leave everything to ."
Su Jie’s lips curled into a cruel, bloodthirsty smile, already regarding Batu Gu Fanzhi and his companions as birds in his cage.
"Amitabha Buddha, you devil, you have delved too deep into devilry. Today, this humble monk must purify and suppress you, or else the world will never see peace."
Batu Gu Fanzhi brought his palms together, the next mont shouting: "Dharma Aspect - Xiangliu!"
Boom!
In the following instant, he directly unleashed his Yang Shen Dharma Image, penetrating through the Tao River, and a bizarre-looking creature appeared.
This creature had nine human-faced heads, a serpent body with a bluish complexion. Once it appeared, it did not imdiately engage in combat, but instead fused with Batu Gu Fanzhi’s physical body.
Creaaak!
Batu Gu Fanzhi’s body expanded, growing two additional Buddha heads on each side, developing four arms from his intercostal areas with each forming the Great Virtuous Ming King Seal. His height surged to several hundred ters.
"My Buddha’s compassion, also has the Vajra’s wrathful gaze, a three-headed, six-ard body, demonstrating Fatian Xiangdi, defeating demons and slaying devils!"
As his words fell, the Buddha heads on Batu Gu Fanzhi’s left and right sides suddenly glared furiously. The left head perford the Thunderous Lion Roar, sound waves forging into substantial golden ripples, its shout collapsing mountains and rivers.
The right head uttered Sanskrit True Words, Buddha’s voice reverberating like waves, causing others’ minds to whirl, giving rise to demonic thoughts.
Even a Purple Mansion Cultivator would bleed from the seven orifices under this offensive, their Yang God shocked, their overall power severely reduced.
Subsequently, Batu Gu Fanzhi’s palm struck down from the sky, his five fingers transford into golden pillars supporting the heavens, with countless golden Buddha seals layering within the lines of his palm.
"Haha, bald donkey, use all your thods, let see what you are capable of."
Su Jie laughed wildly, bringing his hands together, his forehead splitting open: "Dharma Aspect - Chaos."
Wings spread, a body like a towering mountain, the Chaos Dharma Form, harboring a whirlpool single eye, was condensed and erged from the Tao River.
As the Chaos Dharma Form lightly blinked its single eye, it instantly burst forth a radiance as dazzling as the sun, resembling the first light of the world, descending straight into Batu Gu Fanzhi’s palm.
The clash of the Buddha Palm and the radiant light set off shockwaves, disturbing the mountains and rivers for hundreds of miles; the earth cracked open with abyss-like fissures, overturning the landscape.
Buzzing!
Above the Firefly Sea, the Mountain Protection Array rose up; otherwise, the aftermath of Batu Gu Fanzhi and Su Jie’s confrontation alone would annihilate all the Yunling Realm disciples and almost all Secret Realm Cultivators.
"Evil demon, be suppressed!"
Batu Gu Fanzhi’s six arms each wielding the Fantian Tower, Demon Suppressing Circle, Eight Treasures Drum, Glazed Buddha Beads, Three Flavors Karmic Fire Sword, and Earth Demon Spear, six spirit treasures.
Among them, five were Low Grade Spirit Treasures, but the Heaven-Burning Massacre Tower was a Top-grade Spirit Treasure.
The Esoteric Buddhism sect had risen to reign over the Western Regions for hundreds of years. Even though the Western Regions were barren, with no one competing against them, they were able to freely scour the Western Regions resources, crafting various treasures. After hundreds of years of accumulation, gathered on Batu Gu Fanzhi, it undoubtedly displayed an air of opulence.
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