“Amitabha, fellow Daoist, are you also here for that Rattle Drum magic artifact?”
Having guessed each other's intentions, Jiyuan didn't plan to continue hiding.
He said calmly, “That Rattle Drum is actually a treasure of my Fan Yin Temple, lost due to special circumstances, and I have come here specifically to retrieve it. This item does not belong to you, fellow Daoist. If you insist on snatching it, you will be making an enemy of my Fan Yin Temple…”
“If you don’t leave, you will be making an enemy of my Ancient Immortal Dao lineage.”
Chen Changsheng interrupted the old monk and directly announced the name of the Ancient Immortal Dao lineage, hoping the other party would back down knowing the difficulty.
The people from Fan Yin Temple were stunned upon hearing this, their thoughts varying.
Jiyuan frowned, his voice hoarse, “Even with the Ancient Immortal Dao lineage, you don't have the right to seize the treasures of Fan Yin Temple. Is the Dao lineage not afraid of being condemned by the world for this behavior?”
“Stop your nonsense. I know better than you whether that thing belongs to Fan Yin Temple. Thousand Mountains Sect has already joined the Ancient Immortal Dao lineage. Do you all insist on staying?”
“If this old monk insists on staying, what will fellow Daoist do?”
Jiyuan's tone was calm, a cold glint in his eyes, not giving an inch in his words.
Behind him, more than a dozen monks from Fan Yin Temple suddenly surged with momentum, preparing to fight.
Chen Changsheng took out the Dragon Elephant Heaven Suppressing Halberd, Phoenix True Fire ignited beneath his feet, and said coldly, “Then leave your lives behind.”
“Hahahaha! Utterly ridiculous.”
Jiyuan's laughter was deafening, the sound waves sweeping and spreading.
“You think you can drive us, Fan Yin Temple, away all by yourself? This is the Spirit Sea Secret Realm, not your太平 City. If fellow Daoist dies in the Spirit Sea Secret Realm, I’m afraid even the Dao lineage won’t know about it, right?”
The name of the Ancient Immortal Dao lineage was like thunder in the ears, indeed causing Fan Yin Temple to be somewhat apprehensive.
But this is not the outside world. No matter how powerful the Ancient Immortal Dao lineage is, it cannot interfere with the battles in the secret realm, especially when the other party is alone.
Why should Fan Yin Temple be afraid?
Jiyuan put his palms together, and his roar turned into circles of golden ripples.
Chen Changsheng was too lazy to talk nonsense with the old monk. The illusory image of a Dharma Idol condensed behind him, and a Dao Mask appeared on his face at the same time.
Holding the battle halberd, he faced the oncoming sound wave ripples head-on, completely ignoring them.
Sound wave Dao techniques couldn't shake a body refiner's Qi and blood at all.
The Divine Elephant Power and the Savage Dragon Qi and blood in his body erupted at the same time. A crimson crescent moon was slashed out with one halberd, and the terrifying force distorted the space.
Boom!
Feeling the vast aura coming head-on, the smile on Jiyuan's face disappeared, his eyes widened, and dazzling golden light suddenly bloomed from his body.
An illusory image of a Buddha sitting cross-legged emerged and expanded, like an indestructible bell, colliding with the battle halberd that was slashing down, creating a humming sound.
Dao technique fluctuations spread layer by layer, creating a hurricane tornado.
“Form the Fan Yin Subduing Demon Formation!”
The dozen or so monks from Fan Yin Temple weren't idle either.
As one of the monks shouted, the monks scattered, skillfully landing in their respective positions.
Buzz!
A scorching golden light intertwined into patterns, and a golden formation suddenly rose from the ground, transforming into an illusory image of a Buddha with a height of a hundred zhang and a round belly!
Two Buddha images sandwiched Chen Changsheng from the front and back.
Chen Changsheng's figure also magnified in an instant, transforming into a hundred-zhang giant with the Heaven and Earth Dharma Idol, Phoenix True Fire and Divine Radiance Great Cave Lightning wrapped around the battle halberd.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
Explosions rang out one after another, and the three fiercely clashed.
The Dao technique killing moves were earth-shattering, like three gods and Buddhas fighting, their power vast and extraordinary, and the overwhelming True Qi energy poured down like a torrent.
The manic lightning suddenly extinguished, and True Qi Dao techniques condensed into three heads and six arms on his body, holding a sharp sword, a battle halberd, and a Yin-Yang Cauldron. Five rounds of Nine Revolution Heavenly Gang arm rings were wrapped around each arm.
Chen Changsheng's eyes flashed with golden light, capturing the other party's Buddhist weaknesses, and then slashed out with one halberd, the explosion deafening.
Rumble—
The moment the halberd light fell, the void space shattered!
Under this attack, half of the golden Buddha image formed by the Fan Yin Subduing Demon Formation was swallowed by the shattered space.
“How is this possible?!”
The monks in the formation were collectively backlashed, spitting out blood at the same time, their eyes full of horror.
The Fan Yin Subduing Demon Formation of Fan Yin Temple was extremely famous, having suppressed countless people and demons.
The formation formed by more than a dozen of them was comparable to the late-stage Transformation God realm. It had been tried and tested in the Spirit Sea Secret Realm, killing no less than ten Transformation God cultivators.
In cooperation with Grandmaster Jiyuan, as long as a Refinement Void great power didn't make a move, Fan Yin Temple was invincible.
However, the situation before them completely subverted their understanding.
The invincible Fan Yin Subduing Demon Formation was actually broken by Chen Changsheng with one halberd, as if it were a fragile porcelain, easily shattered.
At the same time.
Chen Changsheng slashed out with ten thousand sword shadows, the sword Qi crisscrossing and turning into a sword domain storm, swirling and raging.
The Yin-Yang Cauldron expanded in mid-air, carrying the Yin-Yang Chaos aura, and fell from the sky like a heavy hammer, fiercely and brutally smashing on Jiyuan's Buddha body.
Boom—
Jiyuan's Vajra Buddha body shattered in response, and the scattered sword Qi poured in along the gap in the Buddha body.
Jiyuan's face changed drastically, and his entire body's skin turned into a dazzling gold, like a golden Buddha covered with a layer of gold foil.
Ding ding ding ding ding…
Dense sword Qi swept like a hurricane, colliding and rubbing against Jiyuan's golden body, creating a crisp sound of metal clashing, sparking a large amount of starlight.
But those dozen or so monks from Fan Yin Temple didn't have such abilities.
Facing the overwhelming sword Qi, they were directly pierced through the heart by ten thousand swords, their heads and bodies separated, and blood rained down!
With the disciples of Buddhism being killed, Jiyuan's Buddhist heart could no longer maintain its calmness.
He roared angrily, and Buddhist Dharma condensed into countless Buddha seals rising into the sky. Under the blessing of secret techniques, his power continued to rise.
He condensed a hundred-zhang Buddha image again with the golden Buddha body, and rushed out of the sword domain at extreme speed, raising his hand and shooting a vast Buddha palm towards Chen Changsheng.
Two hundred-zhang bodies shuttled and flew through the dense forest. Although their size was huge, their speed was not slow at all.
The two combined fists and feet with spells, showing a terrifying and amazing ultimate power.
Jiyuan's face gradually became ferocious. Every time he took a punch from Chen Changsheng, a concave fist mark would be left on the golden Buddha body, causing him to grit his teeth in pain.
He tried his best to swing his fists and use Buddhist Dharma to protect his body, but two fists were no match for four hands, let alone Chen Changsheng having six arms.
Under the quadruple blessing of body refining Qi and blood, Divine Elephant Power, Nine Revolution Heavenly Gang Fist, and Indestructible Vajra Body.
Chen Changsheng's power was already comparable to that of a Refinement Void body refiner!
Jiyuan's Buddha body could indeed suppress many cultivators in the same realm, but facing Chen Changsheng, who combined multiple Dao techniques into one, it was undoubtedly like an ant trying to stop a chariot.
Regret gradually rose in Jiyuan's heart.
If he had known that the other party was so powerful, he shouldn't have confronted him head-on. He should have pretended to leave and then launched a thunderous strike when the other party relaxed!
At this point, how could he not guess that the other party was most likely a core figure of the Ancient Immortal Dao lineage? Otherwise, how could he have such a profound cultivation foundation?
Boom—
Suddenly, in the moment of Jiyuan's absent-mindedness, Chen Changsheng punched him directly in the face, the body-protecting Dao technique shattered in an instant, and the whole person flew out backwards.
Along with a vast loud noise, his body crashed into a towering tree, and his old waist was broken on the spot by the hard tree root.
Not giving Jiyuan a chance to breathe, a figure passed through the void and killed him.
Jiyuan's pupils shrank, and he subconsciously opened his mouth: “Fellow Daoist, please slow down…”
Bang!
The ruthless fist wrapped in Phoenix True Fire directly hit him, and Jiyuan's teeth were knocked out of his mouth by this force.
Immediately afterwards, a rain-like fist shadow followed!
Bang bang bang bang bang bang…
The muffled sound of fists colliding with flesh and blood densely resounded, and six arms waved a large number of afterimages in the air, as if dozens of arms were swinging in turn.
Jiyuan's body-protecting Buddhist Dharma was smashed by the fist light, and the golden Buddha body was hammered into a dent, leaving scorched black fist marks.
Blood overflowed from the old monk's mouth and nose, his face was beaten beyond recognition, and his gums fell off.
The most deadly thing was the big tree behind him. Under this rain-like fist attack, the towering giant tree only trembled slightly…
Jiyuan was pressed against the tree and bombarded, the golden color on his body gradually faded, his body was covered in cyan and purple mixed with a lot of blood, and there was no complete bone left.
Bang!
Chen Changsheng's last fist landed.
The fist burning with Phoenix True Fire pierced through Jiyuan's chest. His forehead was slightly sweaty, his skin was slightly red, and a layer of light white mist was rising.
Looking at Jiyuan, who was slumped on the ground, he had already lost his vitality, and even his Primordial Spirit and soul were devoured by the Phoenix True Fire!
