Staying Alive Cautiously in the Celestial Realm and Becoming the Strongest-Chapter 1115: Pushing the Tower (Middle)

In the wilderness, a Spirit Hedgehog cautiously pushed aside the stones blocking the entrance to peek out from its hidden nest.

Although its body was covered in sharp spikes, fearless of fiends like wolves and foxes, it still had its natural predators.

Thus, every venture outside was a risk.

The Spirit Hedgehog had poor eyesight, but its hearing and sense of smell were extremely keen; it poked out its chubby nose to sniff the wind for scents, judging whether there were enemies nearby.

Suddenly, the short ears hidden among the spikes perked up.

It heard a very strange sound that rapidly approached, entering its ears from afar.

This was a sound that the Spirit Hedgehog had never heard in its life, causing it to freeze in place, then its glossy black eyes bulged, displaying strands of bloodshot.

In just a moment, the Spirit Hedgehog’s eyes became bloodshot and its body ballooned rapidly like an inflating balloon.

The next instant, a muffled "bang" sounded, and it exploded into a cloud of blood mist.

Meanwhile, the strange sound from the distance did not disappear, but instead traveled with the wind to even farther locations.

Dozens of miles away, a team of seven Loose Cultivators just happened to be passing by.

They came to the wilderness to hunt, but unfortunately, they had no luck today and hadn’t encountered any decent prey so far.

The Cultivator leading at the front suddenly stopped, pricking up his ears to listen for a moment, and then became abruptly dumbfounded.

"Third Brother, what’s happening?"

The one following behind felt puzzled and couldn’t help but give him a push.

As a result, the pushed Cultivator turned around abruptly, his eyes filled with scarlet red as he swung a heavy palm onto the other person.

The unsuspecting Cultivator staggered backward, spitting out fresh blood.

"Are you mad!"

The other Cultivators were shocked and alarmed, scolding him one after another.

However, as chanting sounds reached their ears, these Cultivators immediately fell into an uncontrollable frenzy, indiscriminately attacking those around them.

Screams of agony, wails, and curses rose and fell in succession.

And then it quickly went silent!

At this very moment, every living being within a hundred miles radius of Golden Light Temple was enduring the relentless assault of this chant.

This spell, known as the Chant of the Heavenly Dragon by the Buddhist Sect, could only be cast by those on the Zen Master tier; it could ignore the defenses of most magical treasures, directly impacting the consciousness of the Divine Soul, inflicting shock, oppression, or even the lethal power of sound!

And Fa Hai, utilizing the special Buddhist treasure of Golden Light Temple to perform the Chant of the Heavenly Dragon, increased its power manifold.

In merely the span of ten breaths, all life within a hundred miles had perished, including the unfortunate team of Loose Cultivators who had just happened to pass by!

Yet as the direct target of the Chant of the Heavenly Dragon, Wang Chen remained unscathed, steadily maneuvering the Qijue Sword Formation through each wave of chanting assaults.

Wang Chen didn’t possess any immunity against the Chant of the Heavenly Dragon; it was that his Divine Soul was incredibly strong, as unbreakable as a boulder.

Not only that, the Ancient Taoist Stele within Wang Chen’s Sea of Consciousness emitted myriad rays of light, meticulously guarding his consciousness against the chants’ invasion.

Therefore, even though Fa Hai within Golden Light Temple maximized the power of the Chant of the Heavenly Dragon, he couldn’t shake Wang Chen.

Above Golden Light Temple, Sword Qi arced through the sky, layer upon layer pressing down, repetitively slicing at the protective aura of this esteemed artifact of the Buddhist Sect.

Although Golden Light Temple displayed formidable defensive power, the Qijue Sword Formation, comprised of seven exceptional Flying Swords, possessed the terrifying ability to slay True Immortals.

In the beginning, the protective aura of Golden Light Temple stood ten zhang high.

Yet, in just the time it took an incense stick to burn, the protective aura had dwindled to around three zhang, and it continued to plummet rapidly.

Should the trend continue, in less than the span of half an incense stick, this important Buddhist artifact would face the fierce onslaught of the Qijue Sword Qi. freēwēbnovel.com

"Heavenly Dragon Dharma Curse!"

Fa Hai, hidden within the Golden Light Temple, could no longer remain seated and let out a roar that shook heaven and earth.

This important Buddhist artifact suddenly shone brightly. Protective light soared into the sky, and in an instant, intertwined into a golden dragon baring its teeth and claws, which tore apart the layers of falling Sword Light in a blink of an eye!

Wang Chen’s eyes narrowed, and he immediately formed a spell with his hands, shouting loudly: "Gather!"

The next moment, the seven Flying Swords swiftly converged into a single enormous sword, carrying the momentum of a tempest with thunder and lightning, fiercely slashing towards the golden dragon.

The golden dragon, sensing imminent danger, quickly swung its tail and raised its head, opening its large mouth to spout dazzling golden light towards the falling great sword.

Pfft!

Accompanied by a tearing sound, the Qijue Great Sword penetrated the golden light without any hindrance, striking the golden dragon’s head forcefully, cleaving it into two.

The golden dragon trembled and then disintegrated into countless points of lights that scattered and vanished.

The Qijue Great Sword did not lose any of its momentum, continuing downward, striking the ridge of the main hall of the Golden Light Temple. A "crack" sound was heard, and the surface of the grand hall developed several cracks.

Boom!

The whole hall crumbled; it collapsed in an instant.

The Zen Master Fa Hai, who was sitting inside, instantly revealed his true form!

But as the Golden Light Temple collapsed, it also burst forth with an overwhelming Buddhist power, blasting the Qijue Great Sword hundreds of yards away.

Zen Master Fa Hai and Wang Chen both spat out a mouthful of fresh blood.

The collision between the Qijue Great Sword and the Golden Light Temple was so intense that both parties suffered the backlash!

Zen Master Fa Hai rose to his feet, all of his facial orifices seeping blood, his face contorted with ferocity.

"Evil beast, meet your death!"

The Buddhist Zen Master suddenly removed the brocade Kasaya he was wearing, throwing it into the sky while roaring loudly: "Great Mighty Vajra, Heavenly Earth Banishing Law!"

The Brocade Kasaya swelled in the wind, in a blink of an eye it covered a hundred-yard radius.

Enveloping both Fa Hai and Wang Chen within it!

Wang Chen immediately felt an immense force descending upon him, his Mana instantly solidified, and his Dantian’s Nascent Soul seemed to be shackled, unable to move an inch.

Not only that, but Wang Chen also lost control over the Qijue Great Sword and the Induction to all sorts of treasures on his person!

In other words, under the suppression of Fa Hai’s Kasaya, he was unable to cast spells, unable to use magic artifacts, and he couldn’t even open the Cangqing Ring.

What exactly is the background of this Fa Hai?

At this moment, Wang Chen was truly shaken.

Whether it was the Golden Light Temple or the Brocade Kasaya, their prowess was something Wang Chen had never heard of.

If every Buddhist monk was this formidable, why would the Buddhist Sect be considered a lesser faction?

At this moment, Fa Hai took large strides towards Wang Chen, and in a blink of an eye, was in front of him, apparently ready for close-quarters combat!

The venerable Buddhist monk stood with his upper body bare, his muscles knotted and his skin bronze-colored, on his chest was a lifelike Five-Clawed Golden Dragon.

The dragon claws dripping blood, brimming with Evil Qi!

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