"The Buddha raised his golden arm and bent his five fingers to form the Fist of Light."

As the Sweeper Monk finished speaking, a huge fist imprint appeared and attacked Cao Zhengchun.

The golden fist imprint obscured the void, and Cao Zhengchun appeared as small as an ant before it, disproportionately large.

Cao Zhengchun felt the surrounding space rapidly shrinking, rendering him unable to move. This golden fist imprint seemed slow, but it could make the surrounding space like a wall, making it an unstoppable fist technique.

Not to be outdone, Cao Zhengchun channeled his powerful internal energy between his fingers and then pointed out with one finger.

"Heavenly Gang Finger!"

This is a martial art created by Cao Zhengchun himself, which is executed according to the directions of the Eight Trigrams and has immense power.

That wisp of finger force was like a sharp blade, unaffected by spatial compression, moving through it as if nothing was there, and instantly struck the golden fist imprint.

A burst of white light erupted from the point where the fist and fingers met, followed by a deafening roar. The space seemed unable to withstand the immense pressure, and the entire space turned into a black hole.

However, all four were powerful cultivators in the Immortal Realm, and their combat strength was many times greater than that of those who had just entered the Immortal Realm, so they were naturally not afraid of the black hole's swallowing power.

Xiong Ba, however, had disappeared without a trace.

The Sweeper Monk raised his hand and struck out with a palm, and the void was once again enveloped by a huge palm print, which was the Tathagata Palm!

Not to be outdone, Cao Zhengchun pushed off with his left leg, his body swaying as he instantly appeared in front of the giant palm print.

"Heavenly Crippled Tathagata, take my Heavenly Crippled Kick!"

Cao Zhengchun suddenly swung his left foot, and a huge foot, no weaker than the golden palm print, swept across the sky, disappearing in a flash and instantly intersecting with the golden palm print.

Bang! Boom!

The sky is falling and the earth is collapsing!

In that instant, the entire world seemed to freeze. The raging energy that had been churning in the sky vanished without a trace, leaving only emptiness and silence. The entire small grotto-heaven was destroyed in the blink of an eye, reduced to nothingness, as if it had never existed at all.

Cao Zhengchun lunged forward, his palm transforming into a claw, the Nine Yin Divine Claw appearing, and grabbed at the Sweeper Monk's forehead.

"Amitabha, don't you know that this old monk's strongest asset is this very body?"

The sweeping monk stood up and punched Cao Zhengchun's claw.

Bang! Boom!

First came the sound of metal clashing, then an extremely powerful energy burst forth, sending Cao Zhengchun flying tens of thousands of miles away!

Although Cao Zhengchun was not seriously injured, he lost face and would certainly not be polite anymore.

"Our family's Heavenly Gang Boy Skill has reached a state of perfection, like a butterfly emerging from its cocoon. You say your physical body is the strongest, but do you know that my physical body is in no way weaker than yours!"

Points of immortal light shone from Cao Zhengchun's body as he internalized the Heavenly Gang Child Skill. Blue light flowed around him, and with a gentle clench of his fist, space shattered. Feeling his own powerful strength, he pushed off with his left foot, using only the strength of his physical body to instantly rush towards the Sweeper Monk.

At that moment, Cao Zhengchun seemed to transform into a shooting star, streaking across the night sky as he sped toward the Sweeping Monk. His body radiated a dazzling blue light, like a true god descending to earth, and his powerful aura shattered the ground around the Sweeping Monk.

The sweeping monk's eyes shone as he looked at Cao Zhengchun, his gaze filled with calmness and compassion, as if he didn't take Cao Zhengchun seriously.

Cao Zhengchun saw the Sweeper Monk's eyes and was startled. He sensed the Sweeper Monk's power and unfathomable strength, but he did not back down. Instead, he quickened his pace and rushed towards the Sweeper Monk.

The sweeping monk gently extended his right hand and lightly brushed it towards Cao Zhengchun. An invisible force instantly blocked Cao Zhengchun's body. Cao Zhengchun felt the power of this force, and his body involuntarily took a few steps back. He looked at the sweeping monk, his eyes filled with shock and confusion.

The sweeping monk smiled and looked at Cao Zhengchun, saying, "Your Heavenly Gang Boy Skill has reached the pinnacle, which is commendable. However, in terms of physical strength, you are a level below me!"

Cao Zhengchun withdrew and sneered, "Hmph, I didn't expect your physical strength to be so high, you bald monk. It seems that it was a mistake for my family to compete with you in physical strength!"

"If you help me enter that gate and win first place in the competition, I will let you go today, how about that?"

Cao Zhengchun sneered, "What? You're not pretending anymore?"

“Amitabha Buddha, monks should be free from all desires and wants, but there is a broader path ahead. This old monk’s Buddhist teachings are insufficient to achieve that.”

"You think you've got me cornered?"

"So what do you plan to do?"

"I thought I could be your equal with my physical strength, but I didn't expect your physical cultivation to be even better than mine. Let me show you the true meaning of the Tai Xuan Scripture!"

The Tai Xuan Scripture is known to all the elders of Yunxiao Palace. They all learned it through Meng Fan's enlightenment and synchronous understanding. However, precisely because of this, they lacked personal understanding of various divine skills, which prevented them from advancing to a higher level despite the powerful divine skills.

Therefore, while constantly comprehending the divine skills, these elders would also choose one or more divine skills to study according to their own style, so as to surpass their predecessors!

The Sweeper Monk clearly favored physical body-refining techniques, while Cao Zhengchun had been studying the profound mysteries of the Tai Xuan Scripture, constantly adding his own understanding and profound insights to it. As his strength improved, the Tai Xuan Scripture would also continuously mutate and become stronger!

At this moment, a mysterious aura suddenly emanated from Cao Zhengchun's body and spread outwards.

Upon seeing this, the sweeping monk's gentle gaze sharpened. He knew that Cao Zhengchun was about to unleash his true abilities, and he absolutely could not back down.

Cao Zhengchun's eyes flashed with a sharp light, and he shouted, "Zhao Ke wears a silk tassel, Wu hooks gleam like frost and snow."

An inexplicable power appeared in the void, transforming into astonishing sword energy that attacked the Sweeper Monk.

This sword energy carried a mysterious and profound aura, and its speed was extremely fast. In the world of martial arts, speed is the only way to break through. This huge sword energy carried kinetic energy and converted it into potential energy. Like a falling meteor, it went straight for the sweeping monk.

Not to be outdone, the Sweeping Monk clenched his fists, assumed a horse stance, and slowly said, "Cao Zhengchun, this old monk hasn't used his full strength for many years. Now is the perfect time to fight you."

"Dragon Elephant Prajna Skill, First Level, Open!"

The Sweeper Monk's muscles bulged, and his energy spread throughout the entire small cave. This aura was many times stronger than when he broke through to the thirteenth level more than ten years ago!

A punch landed on the tip of the sword.

Buzz!

Heaven and earth went silent; all sounds ceased. It was as if the world had fallen asleep, all noise had vanished, and only silence enveloped the entire space!

The alternation of light and darkness is like the ups and downs of life. Light and darkness intertwine, just like the joys and sorrows of life. In this alternation of light and darkness, we seem to feel the impermanence and vicissitudes of life, and cherish every moment of light even more.

Space vanished, and the small grotto-heaven descended into chaos. Everything became blurred and indistinct, as if it had lost its direction and coordinates. In this spatial annihilation, there was only endless loneliness and confusion.