[Mastering All Skills]!
After his journey to Cang Que and consuming the Imperishable Golden Core, this Foundation Establishment Divine Technique of Qi Yun's had become even more terrifyingly powerful!
Once unleashed, a supreme will for Commanding All Skills and stripping away the very source of power instantly flooded the void!
"Wha—?!"
The Golden Pool Arhat's pupils contracted as his expression twisted in horror!
He felt his Arhat Dao Foundation, which had reached the peak of the Foundation Establishment Middle Stage and achieved a state of Perfect Harmony, begin to melt away uncontrollably… like ice and snow under a scorching sun!
It was as if a formless, intangible hand that transcended all rules had savagely reached deep into his Purple Mansion, seized the Dao Foundation built from his life's work in Buddhist Cultivation, and then… viciously yanked!
CRACK… SNAP!
A soundless shatter echoed through his Dao Heart.
The immense Foundation Establishment pressure emanating from him deflated and dissipated in an instant, like a punctured balloon!
"No! My Dao Foundation! My Cultivation!!"
The Golden Pool Arhat let out a shrill, terrified roar. His portly, ruddy face turned ashen in an instant as trickles of blood seeped from all seven of his orifices.
It was the horrific sight of his Dao Foundation being forcibly torn apart, the backlash from his own collapsing Cultivation!
He wanted to resist, to activate a Secret Skill, to detonate the Protective Treasure he carried…
But he discovered in horror that his connection to his Magical Power had become incredibly sluggish, his Purple Mansion Sea of Consciousness felt as if it had been plunged into Ten Thousand Years Profound Ice, and even his thoughts were nearly frozen solid!
He staggered back, his spine slamming hard against the cold cavern wall and shaking dust loose from the rock.
The Brocade Golden Threaded Kasaya he wore lost all its luster, becoming dull and ordinary. The Treasure Bead-inlaid Monk's Hat on his head was askew, revealing a bald pate slick with a mixture of sweat and blood. He was a wretched sight.
There was no longer any trace of greed or calculation in his eyes—only boundless terror and disbelief remained.
"You… you're not in the Foundation Establishment Early Stage! What in the world are you…"
Before he could finish.
Qi Yun's raised right hand gently pressed down.
"Open."
A single, indifferent word.
BOOM—!!!
The scene within the grotto changed dramatically in an instant!
Overhead was no longer the cracked stone ceiling that let in the light of the stars and moon; underfoot was no longer the cold, hard bluestone.
Pure Qi rose, forming illusory images of the sun, moon, and stars. As their orbits turned, the Power of Order permeated the space, silently repelling and overwriting the grotto's original rules and Buddha's Rhyme.
Muddy Qi sank, taking on the appearance of the Nine Netherworld Ruins, devouring the area's residual Incense and Wish Power and the lingering traces of the Golden Pool Arhat's shattered Dao Foundation.
The four great origins—Earth, Fire, wind, and water—manifested and annihilated in an instant. Countless Chaos-Colored Dao Patterns intertwined and flickered all around, propping open a magnificent Realm Heaven that was independent of the Spirit Mountain Sacred Realm, one with its own Dao and its own order!
[Daluo Heaven]!
Although not fully unfurled, it merely enveloped the small space of the grotto.
But the supreme concept it contained—"Commanding All Skills, Manifesting All Phenomena"—had already turned this tiny grotto into an independent world in the palm of Qi Yun's hand!
The Golden Pool Arhat's vision blurred, and the familiar scene of the grotto around him vanished completely.
In its place was a strange, boundless world, like the dawn of creation.
He felt like a speck of dust tossed into a raging, star-filled ocean. All around him, in every direction, were flowing streams of chaotic energy and ephemeral phantoms of creation and destruction.
"No—!! Let me out!
I'm a Steward of the Treasure Light Pavilion in the Saint Realm!
If you dare kill me, you will be…"
His terrified, desperate screams echoed through the nascent Chaos Realm Heaven but were quickly drowned out by the sounds of flowing earth, fire, wind, and water.
Inside the grotto, the light and shadows returned to normal.
The stone walls were as they had been, and the dilapidated Stone Buddha still gazed downward with lowered eyes.
It was as if the instantaneous stripping of the Dao Foundation, the unfurling of the Realm Heaven, and the suppression of the Arhat had all been nothing but a dream.
Qi Yun slowly lowered his hand, clasping it behind his back. His sleeves swept through the air, unstained by a single speck of dust.
He glanced sideways, his eyes peering into the depths of the Daluo Heaven at the completely suppressed and sealed Elder Jinchi.
A faint, almost indifferent flicker of calculation passed through his eyes.
'A Buddhist Cultivator Arhat at the Foundation Establishment Middle Stage, and all the True Meaning of Buddhist Dao and Essence of Buddhist Dharma he contains…'
He muttered to himself, his voice nearly inaudible in the silent grotto, yet it carried a cold, piercing insight.
'It should be far richer than those naturally-formed Zen Wood Spirit Hearts or the stone Buddha's spiritual nature.'
'Perfect. It will help my Dharma Body… advance one step further.'
With that, he lingered no longer. He turned and slipped out of the deep grotto as silently as he had arrived.
The vines at the grotto's entrance fell back into place, concealing everything that had transpired within.
The night was as black as ink, yet the Buddha Light of the Spirit Mountain Sacred Realm still suffused the air.
No one knew what great storm had just been quelled into silence in this quiet corner of the world.
Nor did anyone notice that the Traveling Monk who called himself "Fa Hai" had quietly acquired a potent… great medicine in his sleeve.
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