With Countless Qualities Bestowed Upon Me, I Shall Ultimately Become Immortal-Chapter 658 - 562: A Sudden Clash on a Narrow Path! Meng Chuan Battles the Celestial King!

Chapter 658: Chapter 562: A Sudden Clash on a Narrow Path! Meng Chuan Battles the Celestial King!

Liao Qing had just finished speaking and gave him a discreet wink.

Meanwhile, he casually swung his stick, each time its tip hit the ground, it vaguely pointed towards Yuan.

"Has this long-limbed monk also sensed something?"

One truly cannot underestimate others.

"Hmm."

Meng Chuan slightly nodded, maintaining a calm demeanor.

He continued to be shocked by the weight of Sumeru Mountain.

As for going up the mountain, he certainly had to do it himself.

He couldn’t entrust the task of breaking through the Dharma Realm to others, Meng Chuan wasn’t confident in them.

Moreover, the Celestial Demon mixed within the team would undoubtedly find a way to climb the mountain with him to ensure the Dharma Realm continued to trap others.

As for why not everyone goes up together.

The gravity on the mountain piles up, making others mere burdens.

The Celestial Demon could use threats or seize the opportunity to invade others, making the situation even more troublesome.

Better let him do it alone.

A solo battle, then a solo battle.

No problem, fight to the end...

[Celestial King of Many Treasures]What of it?

Unable to defeat [Martial Arts Celestial King], dealing with a Great Demon clad in divine skin shouldn’t be much of an issue...right?

The transformation in martial arts will results in an all-encompassing improvement in his combat power.

Moreover...

He has a powerful weapon in his possession!

He had considered one thing earlier.

The Heart Demon doesn’t have the ability to traverse the multiple dimensions of the mortal realm, Demon Nest, and Dharma Realm to enter and snatch his soul trapped in the Dharma Realm.

If pushed to the limit, he would ultimately be released...

As long as the soul can return to the body, that moment of pure clarity will make everything negotiable.

At the same time, seeing his expression, Master Liaohai laughed and said:

"Donor Meng, don’t panic. The Sumeru Mountain ahead is merely a support point manifested by the Dharma Realm of North Jambudvipa.

Without the vast power of the Buddha, there’s no divine significance."

"So Master Liaohai is going up with me?"

"...I cannot go up."

Just walking those two steps, Master Liaohai knew his own limitations...

Meng Chuan not only did not blame him, but his expression in his eyes softened.

"Then I’ll go up, and you all wait at the bottom of the mountain."

Having said that, he hadn’t yet glanced at Chen.

The clever fat monk didn’t need further words, directly picking up the topic:

"Yes, Donor Meng, with his unparalleled strength, conquering Sumeru Mountain is just a piece of cake.

This mist is getting thicker, the demonic energy is growing stronger, it seems like a sign of the Great Demon’s appearance. We can’t just wait at the bottom of the mountain either."

Liao Qing laughed and said:

"Weren’t you the one who set the formation leaders earlier, aren’t you going up as well?

Captain, give the order quickly!"

Chen pretended to jump:

"Let the Buddha go up if he wants to, the fog brings the Celestial Demon, you all be careful at the bottom, hmph..."

Meng Chuan said nothing and turned to leave.

Chen followed.

Just as they stepped onto the mountain path, Liao Yuan, who had been silent for a long time, suddenly spoke:

"I’d better go up the mountain with Donor Meng.

The climb on Sumeru Mountain is extremely taxing, besides Donor Meng, no one can guarantee their combat strength remains once out of the Dharma Realm.

My Secret Technique for Path Finding is unaffected by external factors, I can continue guiding everyone after exiting, all you need to do is take care of me."

Having heard Liao Yuan volunteering, Chen remained silent, looking at Meng Chuan.

"Alright, then Master Yuan and I will go up the mountain together."

...

Watching the two climbing up the mountain, gradually disappearing into the mist.

The three came back to their senses.

Chen glanced at Liao Qing’s expressive face and raised an eyebrow.

"You know too?"

Liao Qing’s expression paused.

"When did you come to know?"

"The Buddha always knew."

"Even the Buddha’s master knew long ago."

"The Buddha....."

"Wait, wait, what did you all know?!"

Master Liaohai hurriedly interrupted, then looked at the two with confusion.

Like following a hidden code, one says they know while the other affirms...

What exactly do they know...

"Liao Yuan is very likely the Celestial Demon."

Both spoke in unison.

"What?!"

"Just speculation."

Chen looked at Liao Qing and asked:

"How did you come to that conclusion?"

"Whenever matters were discussed, Liao Yuan would argue with you, the fat rogue, but since entering, he remained silent.

Moreover, Liao Yuan isn’t one to take on tasks willingly, yet due to Master Liaohai’s idea, he took it upon himself to grumble to Donor Meng, clearly not in line with his usual behavior.

My perception isn’t lacking either, upon entering the Dharma Realm I felt something was amiss.

Finally, I was in the cave ruins, furthest from the golden light that attracted the soul, and saw you four clearly.

To resist that pull, you three manifested either a vision or intention, fully resisting it, but Liao Yuan... alas."

The power of visions and intentions, tracing their roots, all point directly to martial arts will.

Liao Qing’s expression darkened, Liao Yuan often interacted with him regularly.

The calamity made him feel uneasy inside as well.

On the side, Chen murmured, breaking the vow of the Buddhist Sect to not speak falsely.

"Damn... even if the Celestial Demon wears human skin, it can’t utilize anything grounded in martial arts will..."

"Fat rogue, how did you find out?"

"I’m the same as you."

"Tsk tsk, I suppose Donor Meng told you, right?"

"Nonsense!"

Liao Qing didn’t argue with him, just gave him a disdainful glance.

On the side, having listened to their exchange, Liao Hai finally understood.

His first reaction was to mourn for Yuan.

The second reaction was a chill down his spine!

"Wait, when I went to scout, Liao Yuan went with me, why didn’t anyone stop me?"

"...Buddha didn’t know at the time, it was Donor Meng who told me later."

"See, you fat thief still wanted to deceive..."

Liao Qing didn’t look smug for long before Liao Hai glared at him, causing him to instantly fall silent...

"Alright, this monk just found Liao Yuan a bit strange, and that last point about the spiritual form, I only just thought of it..."

Liao Chen added, to prevent any discord within the group:

"Donor Meng probably realized it later, during our journey.

The Celestial Demon is cunning and deeply hidden, no one can discern it at a glance."

None of them knew.

It was only as they got closer to Sumeru Mountain that Liao Yuan couldn’t help but reveal his nervousness, showing his flaws.

Thus allowing the Rock Body characteristic of Meng Chuan to capture the hidden malevolent intent.

The "Blessing of Great Brahma Heaven" served as a warning, which was the decisive factor for Meng Chuan’s final confirmation.

Liao Hai understood the situation, his expression softened, and he asked:

"Then why didn’t you tell me earlier?"

Liao Chen chuckled and said:

"Weren’t we also suspicious of you? Just now Donor Meng invited you up the mountain, and you refused, which cleared your suspicion."

"...Damn."

Liao Hai, feeling furious, really wanted to punch this fat monk...

With the situation explained, Liao Qing hefted his staff.

Taking two quick steps forward, he looked up towards the mountaintop, a fierce tiger faintly appearing behind him.

Facing the howling mountain peaks, Liao Qing murmured:

"Should we leave it to Donor Meng to handle all of this?"

Liao Chen’s playful expression disappeared in an instant, and standing beside him, he earnestly said:

"Buddha has never thought of leaving his fate in the hands of others, what about you?"

"This monk feels the same."

Liao Hai and Liao Qing spoke in unison.

Liao Chen calmed his mind and slowly said:

"Let Buddha go up, you preserve your strength, Donor Meng also conveyed to me...

Liao Yuan...may not necessarily be Chi Li."

...

The road up the mountain was steep, the mist almost turning into solid raindrops, drenching the mountain path and making it extremely muddy.

The atmosphere was oppressive, Meng Chuan led the way, finding a good spot for the demon behind him to be buried.

The closer they got to the summit, the stronger the gravity became.

Though it was not as colossal as the true Sumeru Mountain, it still greatly affected the combat.

This was the enemy’s territory, perhaps immune to this fact.

Therefore, resolving it sooner would bring peace of mind.

This place would do.

Meng Chuan suddenly halted.

Lightning exploded in the rain, forming a series of arcs, the thunder echoing as a black giant arm expanded to ten times its muscle size in an instant.

The world was shrouded in mist, pelted by wind and rain.

In an area of about sixty feet, the mist surged and fluctuated, concentrated at Meng Chuan’s fist in an instant, a black mountain peak soared high!

True Qi roared, a tidal wave burst.

It crashed down violently!

Shadows covered Yuan’s head, the wailing wind bellowed hoarsely.

The entire mountainside suffered a calamity, a giant handprint deeply imprinted on the ground.

It seemed as if the world paused for a moment.

After a short while, there was the sound of terrifying collapse rumbling.

Boom——!!!

Meng Chuan’s expression remained as calm as ever, his 45-foot body gazing at the crater he caused.

Ashes scattered, and mixed mist turned into mud, splattering everywhere.

Once he decided to act, he never hesitated.

"Is it dead?"

No.

Meng Chuan felt the life force within the crater growing enormous, accompanied by an indescribable demonic aura, corroding the crater and continuing to break apart further.

His body dived, like a black giant pillar plunging in.

His fists flashed like meteors, his hands swiftly forming a black silhouette, alternately squeezing out water-blue lightning arcs, fiercely pounding deep into the hole continuously.

A series of explosions resonated throughout the sky, revealing a giant hand, difficult to describe with words, extending from the dust within.

At the same time, a voice both majestic and insect-like boomed in his mind!

"Protect the nation!"

The giant hand spread, each of its five fingers as thick as a load-bearing column.

Each finger bore a ring of various colors, brilliant mystical lights burst from their surfaces.

Amassing together, they formed a bizarre, eerie, and immensely oppressive mixed spiritual intention, stabbing directly into Meng Chuan’s forehead.

Simultaneously, at the root of the palm, a nearly blackish green demonic aura surged, completely blocking all his offensive moves.

A human skin blew away with the violent airflow, sweeping down the mountain...

From the exploding dust, a muffled thunderous voice, like a mountain god speaking, echoed:

"Mortal, how did you see through me?"

This damn Celestial Demon, what’s it trying to play at?

Meng Chuan sneered:

"You little bastard, did you think you could outsmart my boundless wisdom?"

On the panel, [Rock Body (Intermediate)] shimmered with brilliance, and the Blessing of Great Brahma Heaven’s effect began to manifest.

"The body receives the Oath of Great Brahma Heaven’s protection, mental-type damage invading internally gains slight immunity."

At the same time, in his sea of consciousness, an imposing armored figure appeared with a furious gaze.

Upon closer inspection, it should have been the Celestial King of the North, known for intimidating all evil spirits with its majestic demeanor.

But as it launched an attack on his sea of consciousness’s fortifications, it gradually became less serious.

Behind it dragged countless writhing tentacles like jellyfish tendrils, whipping at the high walls like whips.

The indescribable mental pollution emanated continuously from its body, causing pockmarks and yellow spots to appear on the once impregnable walls.

A mental battle, poised to erupt at any moment.