Chapter 670: The Shadow of the Nirvana Buddha

When the fire spell was cast, the entire silver-gray giant sphere was silent for a few breaths, and then the Nether Dragon let out a scream of pain.

Large ripples began to appear on the surface of the silver ball, then it bulged and swelled everywhere, and finally with a bang, many holes were blown out.

Rays of Buddha's light of extinction burst out from these holes.

"Success!" Ning Zhuo took the opportunity to shake the spiritual mirror and put away Meng Yehu.

As for the fire in the wood, it has become a consumable and has been completely used up!

The fire magic that Ning Zhuo created temporarily was just a correct key. He lacked power!

Relying on oneself alone, even with the support of spiritual power and military strength, is not enough. The only way is to detonate the fire in the wood at all costs.

After paying a high price, Ning Zhuo successfully achieved his goal and cracked the silver-gray giant sphere.

Lord Wangchuan: ...

"Why does he have a fire spell that can counter the water seal?!"

"Why is it that a mere Foundation Establishment cultivator like him actually possesses a Fire Seed?!"

"Fate, fate..."

At this moment, Lord Wangchuan no longer had any hope and felt a deep chill.

His century-long plan, set from the outset, was to offer sacrifices to the Yin Heaven and disobey the Yang Heaven. This caused a backlash from the fate of the Yang World, and even though he was in the underworld, it was clearly arranged.

However, what else could he do?

What he wants to rebel against is the life and death of the Heavenly Ghost, and what he wants to condense is an acquired talent!

He couldn't do this by himself, he could only rely on divine power.

Therefore, Lord Wangchuan has only two choices, either cloudy or sunny.

As the Lord of the Underworld, he is in charge of the entire Wangchuan Underworld, so of course his first choice is cloudy days.

But even though Lord Wangchuan had a broad vision and rich experience in cultivation, he did not really expect that the backlash of Yangtian's luck would be so secretive and deadly.

Once it is launched, even a god-level being will feel that his human power is exhausted and he cannot resist the will of heaven!

Practicing against the will of heaven is so difficult!

It was obvious that Ning Zhuo was just a small foundation-building cultivator, but he made Lord Wangchuan feel the real difficulty.

His heart sank to the bottom.

It was because his condition was extremely low at that time, but he managed to escape the life-saving magic weapon of a powerful god-transforming level master!

The situation on the battlefield will surely change dramatically!

The silver-grey sphere was riddled with holes, like tattered clothing. Countless cracks originated from these holes, extending in all directions, connecting with each other and crisscrossing.

The Xuanming Water Dragon no longer roared in pain, but wailed in agony. Its body twisted violently, struggling, trying to stabilize the seal, but it only seemed futile!

Boom!!!

The sphere could no longer maintain its shape and exploded!

Billions of water drops from the River of Oblivion, shattered fragments of dead souls, and sinister energy erupted like a flood. And at the heart of the explosion, a towering figure of the silent Buddha finally broke free of all its shackles and reappeared in the world!

The shadowy figure resembled a wind-dried, dead tree. Its enormous body was a dead, dark golden color, covered with deep ravines like cracks in the earth. It emanated not the usual solemnity and compassion of a Buddha, but rather an absolute silence, an end, and the return of all things to nothingness!

roar.

The remaining Xuanming water dragon roared with a mixture of fear and rage, and driven by the will of the Lord of Wangchuan, it pounced fiercely on the shadow of the Buddha of Nirvana.

The evil dragon bared its fangs and claws, still showing its brutal power.

The shadow of the Nirvana Buddha slowly raised his right hand, spread out his five fingers, and faced the evil dragon that was rushing towards him with his palm.

There was no Buddha's aura, no lingering Buddhist chants, only absolute, breathtaking silence.

The next moment, the Xuanming water dragons seemed to have their throats strangled, their roars stopped abruptly, and they suddenly stopped moving in the middle of the roar.

Then, they quickly turned gray and lost their vitality and magic power in an instant, as if they had become relief murals, solidified in mid-air.

In a few breaths, these evil dragons quickly faded and turned into countless gray-white light spots, dissipating into nothingness and returning to silence!

After getting rid of this obstacle, the shadow of the Buddha of Nirvana slowly raised his head, his eyes fixed on the Seal of the Lord of Wangchuan.

This national treasure was still hovering above his head, emitting a faint light.

In fact, at the moment when the shadow of the Buddha of Nirvana broke free, the real body of the Lord of Wangchuan had already mobilized all his strength to take back the Seal of the Lord of Wangchuan.

But it didn't work.

This national artifact was firmly captured by the shadow of the Nirvana Buddha and could not fly back!

The shadow of the Nirvana Buddha stretched out his other hand and grasped the seal of the Lord of Forgetful River.

The latter responded with a burst of immense power, forming a protective black light. However, the Buddha's giant hand contracted and clenched, instantly turning the black light into ashes, dissipating it and extinguishing it.

All the light on the Wangchuan Mansion Seal completely extinguished, solidifying into a lifeless sculpture. The entire seal was enveloped in a layer of dead, dark golden light, as if frozen in amber, unable to emit even the slightest wave of power.

The shadow of the Nirvana Buddha glanced indifferently.

He first looked at the invisible hub, which was the key point of the Tianxiang Formation.

Ning Zhuo was in the middle, maintaining the Confucian doctrine of "Scholars Meet Soldiers." Clearly, the ant-like foundation-building cultivators were the key to disrupting the overall situation!

"The fate of the living world, the calamity of the people in Wangchuan..." The shadow of the Nirvana Buddha suddenly understood.

His gaze seemed to see through everything. With just one glance, he saw through Ning Zhuo's disguise, making him feel as if he were naked and trapped in an icy cave. He was also inspired by the Zen of Nirvana. For a moment, his heart was filled with despair, and he involuntarily stopped studying Confucianism.

The lonely Buddha's phantom's gaze was far-reaching, sweeping across the sacrificial army camp and the Qingjiao Army.

In his eyes, this army of cultivators is nothing more than a collection of small ants.

Afterwards, he saw through the magic circle and sensed the Guixu black ball.

Finally, His gaze fell on the massive barrier formed by the vast and boundless turbid air in the earth's lungs.

The shadowy figure of the Buddha of Nirvana thought to himself, "A sunken boat sinks deeper, a dead tree grows greener only after it dies. A defeat hides the chess of heaven, a glimmer of light is the Big Dipper."

"So this is what the first half of this Jieyu means."

In essence, it is the natal Buddha wheel of the Silent Ghost Monk, mainly based on the spiritual consciousness of the Silent Ghost Monk, and relying on the divine power of the Silent Buddha.

This is the art of summoning gods!

It was the same as before the war, when the Qingjiao Army activated the sacrificial barracks and asked the Night Wandering God for help.

This battle is very important to the Silent Ghost Monk.

He and Lord Wangchuan were mortal enemies. Once Lord Wangchuan achieved his goal, the situation would be one of strength loss and the other loss, which might be the turning point of his future defeat.

Therefore, he must give his all in this battle to block the path of Lord Wangchuan!

Like Yin Jiuzhu and Wangchuan Fujun, he also has channels for divination.

The only difference is that the first two asked people to tell fortunes, while he prayed to Buddha and received a revelation.

When the silent ghost monk sacrificed his natal Buddha wheel and was sealed by the seal of the Lord of Wangchuan, the Lord of Wangchuan keenly felt something was wrong and smelled the scent of conspiracy.

His feeling was not wrong!

Although the Silent Ghost Monk was injured and defeated, his natal Buddha Wheel retained a great power, which he used to make a comeback in the end!

Now, the shadow of the Nirvana Buddha has become the greatest force in the decisive battle here.

The shadow of the Nirvana Buddha stretched out his hand and immediately grabbed the Guixu black ball!

Guixu Finger was originally released by the Silent Ghost Monk. Although it was consumed a lot by the opponent, it is still worth using.

Wherever the Guixu black ball went, everything was swallowed up and cleared out.

It's like a scary eraser, and anything in a straight line is erased.

Ning Zhuo watched it flying towards him. His strong will to survive broke through his dead silence and made him take the risk to fly away from where he was.

The surrounding environment was quite harsh, but fortunately, Ning Zhuo and Sun Lingtong had practiced flying skills for a period of time before.

Ning Zhuo had just flown away when the Guixu black ball came across and directly ran over the invisible hub.

Ning Zhuo's Confucianism had a significant impact on the invisible hub, but it couldn't eliminate it. Guixu's black ball, however, was completely different, directly devouring the invisible hub, with immediate effect!

Without the support and control of the invisible hub, the entire formation space began to completely collapse.

The shadow of the Nirvana Buddha did not care about Ning Zhuo's life or death, and only regarded him as an insignificant ant.

After he captured the Guixu black ball, he injected a new Guixu finger force into it, causing the latter to expand by 30%.

The shadow of the Nirvana Buddha gave a gentle push, pushing the Guixu black ball to the majestic barrier of the turbid air in the earth's lungs.

Tsk…tsk,tsk…

A subtle, dense, chilling sound of melting was heard.

The barrier of turbid air in the earth's lungs collapsed instantly, and was greedily swallowed by the black ball of Guixu, and was continuously torn into the deep and lightless silence.

However, the power of the Guixu black ball was rapidly weakening during the confrontation, and its size was shrinking.

After it devoured the entire barrier and created a passage, it simply dissipated at the end point.

The shadow of the Nirvana Buddha followed this huge passage and proudly charged into the core battlefield!

Ross was surprised.

He was on the brink of defeat, and persisted with great difficulty, but what he waited for was not Ning Zhuo, but Buddha.

But no matter what, he was rescued.

Roth retreated quickly.

The Lord of Wangchuan sighed, and the Earthly Evil God also abandoned Luo Si and faced the shadow of the Nirvana Buddha.

"Silent Ghost Monk, you practice Buddhist scriptures, but you are still stubborn and unwilling to change? Your original body has been seriously injured and defeated, how much strength do you have left now?" said the Lord of Wangchuan.

The power of the Nirvana Buddha's phantom is indeed not much left, mainly because it requires expending energy to suppress the Seal of the Lord of Forgetful River at all times.

He had just used the Guixu Black Ball, adding finger force, but only just enough to allow it to penetrate the earth's energy barrier. No more, no less. This extremely frugal fighting stance had already revealed his true identity.

The shadowy figure of the Silence Buddha's head scoffed, "Lord Wangchuan, how much better can your condition be? Your main body can only watch the show, and your distracted mind... even your underwear has been stolen, right?"

As he spoke, the Evil God lost his strength again and his body shrank by 10%.

Lord Wangchuan: ...

The Nine Abyss Drainage Pocket that Luo Si had used on his soul fragment had already been broken by the Earthly Evil God. Luo Si had recovered half of the Forgotten River Ferry Line.

However, the source of the Earthly Evil God's turbidity was still within the Forgotten River Immortal City. Even without the Nine Abyss Drainage Pocket, it was only a temporary solution.

The shadow of the Nirvana Buddha was naturally not fooled by a few words. While speaking, he kept approaching the altar.

The evil and filthy god roared and took advantage of the shadow of the Buddha of Nirvana on the way.

Boom boom boom…

As soon as the two sides clashed, it was a fierce fight.

The black cloud battlefield is rapidly collapsing.

Before, Ning Zhuo had tried his best to use his Confucianism, but it had only exerted a huge impact. However, the Guixu black ball rolled over the invisible hub and completely destroyed it.

This caused this part of the formation to lose its biggest cornerstone, like a tower that was already shaking chaotically, its rooted base suddenly disappeared, and what awaited it was collapse and destruction.

The black cloud battlefield was formed by the great formation, so naturally it could not be retained.

Ning Zhuo once again began his difficult escape.

This was the nth time he had done this.

With only Foundation Establishment cultivation, getting involved in such a battlefield was too dangerous. As a result, he was exhausted most of the time.

However, compared to himself, he was more worried about the Qingjiao Army.

"After all, I still have the Cang Tie Han Armor to protect me. But these people don't have it. If they are not careful, they might fall directly from the height of the sky."

“Huh?!”

The next moment, Ning Zhuo showed a look of surprise.

A dark light shone on his body, and a cold wind appeared out of nowhere, wrapping around his limbs.

This scene made Ning Zhuo feel familiar. This was the magic of night wandering at work!

"It's been so long, I didn't expect this night-wandering magic to still exist."

"The night wanderer we invited is no ordinary person!"

Ning Zhuo no longer worried about the situation of the Qingjiao Army.

They relied on the Night Wandering Divine Art to fight their way into the clouds. However, when they reached the Black Cloud Battlefield, the enemy launched a large formation that suppressed the Night Wandering Divine Art, forcing the entire Qingjiao Army to walk.

But now, most of the Tianxiang Formation has been destroyed, leaving only the core part of the altar.

Moreover, the Lord of Wangchuan was under attack from the shadow of the Buddha of Nirvana and had no time to take care of other things, so the Qingjiao Army was no longer suppressed and regained the ability to fly.

"Qing Chi, lead the Qingjiao army to fly down. It's too dangerous here!" Ning Zhuo gave orders to Qing Chi from a distance through his telepathic communication, with his life hanging by a thread.

The Qingjiao Army is still too weak.

In a decisive battle of this scale, the entire army can only serve as a provider of military force except for the initial stage.

If you are a little unlucky and get hit by a divine level move, your entire army may be wiped out.

Let's not talk about this, just take the Night Wandering Divine Art as an example, it might be exhausted at any time, then except for the Jindan level cultivators and a few individual cultivators in the Qingjiao Army, the rest of the cultivators would probably fall to the ground and die.

Ning Zhuo still needs to provide military forces, so it is safe to let them go down first.

Qing Chi immediately accepted the order, packed up the sacrificial camp, and handed it over to Jiao Ma's biological father.

She escorted the Qingjiao army to their whereabouts, and halfway through, she entrusted the army to Jiao Ma's biological father, then soared up and rushed back.

"Qingchi, be obedient..." Ning Zhuo immediately noticed Qingchi's change through the hanging life.

Qing Chi's eyes were like fire, and his attitude was extremely firm: "I won't! I want revenge, and make the Lord of Wangchuan pay the price with blood."

"besides……"

"Xiao Ma, you're all I have left. I want to help you and fight alongside you!"

"Even if we die, we must die together!"

Ning Zhuo's heart was slightly shaken, and his face showed a complicated expression.

(End of this chapter)