Longevity by Grinding Skills

Chapter 418: Chapter 418: Overwhelming Suppression

To the east, the clouds were torn to shreds by thousands of streams of Sword Qi. Twenty-four Cultivators, each with a Sword Box on their back, formed a Sword Array.

The woman in white at their head made a light slash with a Sword Pointing gesture, and a vast hum of swords surged through the sea of clouds.

The moment the Wansheng Sword Sect’s "Twenty-four Solar Terms Sword Formation" appeared, the entire sky echoed with a clear, resonant sword cry.

The instant the three factions clashed, the sky around Xuankong Mountain erupted with brilliant Spiritual Light.

Although the Primordial Sect disciples usually schemed against each other, they now tacitly formed the Three Talents Demon Evil Array.

The seven disciples from Seven Kills Peak suddenly disintegrated into blood, forming the "Seven Kills Blood Demon True Form" in the air and sweeping the first six charging Sword Cultivators into a Sea of Blood.

The female Sword Cultivator in white gave a sharp cry, and her Lifebound Flying Sword, Jingzhe, erupted with a blinding cyan light, cleaving a hundred-zhang-wide gap in the Sea of Blood.

Xu Yunfan watched for a moment, then paid it no mind.

’Her Swordsmanship is decent, but it’s still lacking.’

Since he had caught the eye of Daoist Master Hundred Peaks and even gained the attention of the True Monarch behind him, Xu Yunfan naturally had to display his worth. This was the time to prove himself.

’If he messes this up, his life might not be in danger, but it’s also possible that Daoist Master Hundred Peaks will slap him to death in a fit of anger.’

’In the Primordial Sect, anyone below Foundation Establishment is considered expendable.’

’If a hundred or so Qi Cultivation disciples die under a Foundation Establishment Daoist Master, no one says much about it.’

"Courting death!"

Xu Yunfan had just landed in the ruins on the mountainside when a sharp, piercing sound whistled past his ear.

The female Sword Cultivator had somehow broken through the encirclement, and her sword tip was already three inches from his throat.

The Pure Yang Sword Qi erupting from the sword tip instantly melted the ruined stele at his feet into a glassy substance.

"CLANG!"

The Black Tortoise Demon Suppression Seal, condensed from Celestial Spirits and Earthly Fiends, automatically protected its master. A Turtle Shell Pattern surfaced on Xu Yunfan’s skin.

He reached out with his right hand, forming it into a claw, as vast True Essence condensed into a vortex in his palm.

The female Sword Cultivator was horrified to find her Lifebound Flying Sword completely restrained, its blade letting out a pained cry as if it were about to break.

Xu Yunfan clenched his left hand into a fist and punched. The Demon Suppressing Earthly Fiend Qi transformed into a ferocious dragon’s head, punching a bowl-sized bloody hole through the woman’s torso.

"You..."

The woman looked down in disbelief, watching her True Essence drain away frantically as Xu Yunfan slowly withdrew his fist, flowing towards his body.

"Since you’re a Demon, I can practice my True Martial Demon Subduing. Perish, Demon."

Hearing Xu Yunfan’s cold voice, the female Sword Cultivator was struck by a sense of absurdity.

’But the Wansheng Sword Sect is the leader of the Righteous Dao! She’s a disciple of the Righteous Dao! She should be the one saying those words!’

As Xu Yunfan’s Devouring Demon Technique rapidly consumed all her True Essence, it was channeled into the True Martial Grinding Disc forged within his spine. Behind him, the phantoms of a coiled turtle and snake ground her True Essence to dust, refining it into a stream of pure True Essence that merged with his aura of Celestial Spirits and Earthly Fiends.

"Amitabha Buddha!"

The Buddha’s Name boomed like a clap of thunder, and Xu Yunfan suddenly felt the air around him solidify.

Nine brawny Martial Monks descended from the sky. When they landed, the ground in a ten-zhang radius sank three feet.

The lead monk’s vertical pupil on his forehead was wide with anger, and his Demon-Slaying Pestle was wrapped in eighteen strands of Dragon-shaped Gang Qi.

The monk had clearly seen Xu Yunfan casually kill the female Sword Cultivator with a single punch just moments before.

He even recognized the woman. She was an exceptionally talented disciple from the Wansheng Sword Sect. He had exchanged a few words with her during a past doctrinal debate, so she had left a deep impression.

"Demon! Surrender to our Buddha at once!"

The vertical-eyed monk spoke True Words, each character solidifying in the air as a golden shackle. "Become a Dharma Guardian Vajra for my Pure Land, and you may be spared having your soul obliterated!"

Yuanzhen’s heart grew heavy. Although Xu Yunfan hadn’t fully unleashed his aura, the sheer physical power that had radiated from his earlier punch was proof of an astonishing physique.

’Probably a Body Cultivator.’

But his Bodhi Pure Land was renowned across the realms for its Golden Body Horizontal Training. The Dragon Elephant Temple’s ultimate skill, the Dragon Elephant Prison-Suppression Scripture, allowed one to sanctify their physical body and shatter the Ten Thousand Laws with pure strength upon reaching the Great Success stage.

Legend had it that in ancient times, the Longxiang Bodhisattva once manifested a ten-thousand-zhang Golden Body and held up an entire Small Thousand World with a single arm. His monumental power shook heaven and earth, and he remains a symbol of the Buddhist Sect’s supreme strength to this day.

"A Dharma Guardian Vajra?"

Xu Yunfan suddenly laughed.

’This is the first time since leaving the Divine Martial Realm that someone has wanted to ’convert’ me again.’

’Come to think of it, I’m almost nostalgic.’

He tapped the ground lightly with his toes. The True Martial Celestial Spirit erupted from his seven orifices, condensing behind him into the Black Tortoise Daoist Aspect of a coiled turtle and snake.

The monk was greatly alarmed. A golden light of conversion shot from his vertical pupil, only to be swallowed in a single gulp by the Daoist Aspect’s snake head.

"Such meager Buddhist Dharma."

Xu Yunfan slowly drew back his right fist. The muscles of his entire arm bulged, each fiber tensing like a steel wire being pulled taut.

The remaining Spiritual Qi on Xuankong Mountain suddenly began to boil, transforming into myriad points of light that converged on his fist.

When he threw the punch, a violent blast of air rolled forth like an enraged dragon. The air in its path compressed into visible, distorted ripples, setting off rings of milky-white sonic boom clouds.

With a single punch, the air in its path detonated like thunder. The very atmosphere within a hundred-zhang radius was blasted apart, forming a visible shockwave.

"BOOM!"

The Arhat Array formed by the nine Martial Monks shattered like it was made of paper.

First, spiderweb-like cracks appeared on the vertical-eyed monk’s Golden Body, then a cyan light burst forth from within.

He stared in disbelief at his own body as it turned to glass. The last thing he heard was Xu Yunfan’s cold sneer, "You bald donkeys. If this were the Divine Martial Realm, you wouldn’t even qualify to be my guard dogs."

Before the sound of his voice had faded, Xu Yunfan suddenly froze. It felt as if, from somewhere beyond the void, a pair of eyes had pierced through space to see straight through him, from his flesh and blood to his very Divine Soul.

’What the hell?!’

’A True Monarch is watching me?!’

The aftershock from his punch swept out for a hundred zhang, sending the disciples from all three battling factions flying.

Three Sword Cultivators from the Wansheng Sword Sect failed to dodge in time. The moment the dissipating Demon Suppressing Earthly Fiend Qi touched the hems of their robes, they instantly began to explode from the feet up.

The Puchen Pure Land group fared even worse; eighteen monks in formation were blown to bits by the backlash of their own Buddha Power.

To see Xu Yunfan annihilate eighteen monks in their formation with just a few punches plunged everyone present into a deathly, shocked silence.

The androgynous-looking disciple from the Primordial Sect’s Hundred Desires Peak stared with wide eyes, his lips trembling. ’This... how is this possible?!’ he roared in his heart. ’Is he really at the Qi Cultivation Stage?!’

In the distance, the faces of several Wansheng Sword Sect cultivators were deathly pale, their sword-wielding hands trembling.

They had just witnessed Xu Yunfan shatter a Buddhist Golden Body with a single punch. That violent power was simply not something a Qi Cultivator could possess!

"Foundation Establishment... He’s definitely a Foundation Establishment Daoist Master!"

A Sword Cultivator hissed, his eyes filled with disbelief. "But with a Golden Core True Monarch present, how could a Foundation Establishment cultivator possibly sneak in?!"

The few remaining monks from Puchen Pure Land were even more shaken to their core. One of them collapsed to the ground, muttering, "That man... he’s definitely not at the Qi Cultivation stage! His physical strength is comparable to a reincarnation of the Longxiang Bodhisattva. How could he possibly not have reached Foundation Establishment yet?!"

Even the other disciples from the Primordial Sect were utterly horrified. Although they knew Xu Yunfan was exceptionally strong, the combat power he was displaying now was far beyond their comprehension.

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