Master Huanglong snorted coldly, a disdainful smile appearing on his lips: "Hmph! What? Do you think I'm being harsh? But the fact remains that you betrayed your teacher and ruined the fortune of my Chan Sect!"
When Samantabhadra Bodhisattva heard this, his expression changed slightly, but he quickly regained his composure.
However, a bitter feeling welled up in his heart. Even though he was now one of the four great Bodhisattvas of Buddhism, controlling boundless Buddhist realms, possessing immeasurable merit, fortune, and compassion…
But the fact that he betrayed the Chan Sect was like an indelible stain, deeply imprinted on his heart.
He wasn't afraid of gossip, but he didn't want to dwell on the issue too much, because continuing the argument would only embarrass him further.
"Enough with the nonsense! Let me see just how much you've grown over the years!"
Puxian Zhenren suddenly stood up, jumped off his mount, and tightly gripped the divine pestle that emitted a mysterious light in his hand, approaching Huanglong Zhenren step by step.
In truth, Bodhisattva Samantabhadra did not hold Huanglong Zhenren in much contempt.
Back in the thrilling battle of the Investiture of the Gods, Huanglong Zhenren had participated many times, but regrettably, he never won a single victory.
Worse still, even when facing younger disciples of the Jie Sect, he would often be defeated in a sorry state and flee in disarray.
Such a record is hardly worthy of being associated with him; he is simply not worthy of the illustrious reputation of the Twelve Golden Immortals of the Chan Sect!
Master Puxian shook his head inwardly. He found it hard to believe that Master Huanglong could have made any substantial progress after such a long period of time.
"Take this!"
Master Huanglong roared angrily, his voice echoing like thunder throughout the heavens and earth.
He moved with lightning speed, instantly leaping to the front of Samantabhadra Bodhisattva. The Two Dragon Sword in his hand gleamed with cold light, like a dragon emerging from the sea, piercing straight towards the Bodhisattva's heart.
Samantabhadra Bodhisattva's expression changed slightly, but he was a veteran of countless battles and remained calm in the face of danger.
He swayed and dodged the fatal blow like a ghost.
At the same time, he thrust the Buddhist pestle forward with a fierce momentum, aiming straight for Huanglong Zhenren's heart.
Master Huanglong dared not be negligent. He quickly dodged to the side, wielding his Two Dragon Swords in a dense and impenetrable manner to block the Buddha's pestle's attack.
Sword energy crisscrossed the arena, and Buddhist light shone brightly. The two figures clashed, and for a time it was difficult to determine the winner.
After exchanging blows for over a hundred rounds, Samantabhadra Bodhisattva frowned inwardly.
The Yellow Dragon Master before him was exceptionally powerful; he was unable to defeat him in a short time.
With this in mind, Samantabhadra Bodhisattva decided to use his ultimate move.
He moved with a swift movement, disengaging from the battle like a phantom, and then took out a long rainbow rope from his sleeve.
The entire rainbow cable radiated a dazzling light, resembling a rainbow hanging in the sky.
It is one of the sacred treasures of Samantabhadra Bodhisattva, and its wondrous uses are comparable to those of the Immortal Binding Rope of the Buddha Julusun.
"You scoundrel! This treasure belongs to my Xuanmen sect. How dare you, a traitor, try to take it from me?"
Upon seeing this, Master Huanglong was instantly enraged.
He roared, his true energy surging and pouring into the Two Dragons Sword in his hand.
In an instant, the Two Dragons Sword shone brightly, transforming into a dazzling sword light that shot straight toward the Rainbow Cable.
The sword light was so powerful that it seemed to tear through the void and collide head-on with the rainbow rope.
With a loud "bang," the sword light collided with the rainbow rope, sparking countless rays of light.
The surrounding space trembled slightly, demonstrating the immense power of this attack.
Having failed with his first move, Bodhisattva Samantabhadra withdrew the Rainbow Rope, nodded to True Man Huanglong with a smile, and said softly, "Not bad! I didn't expect you to have actually improved!"
After he finished speaking, a cloud of auspiciousness, about an acre in size, suddenly appeared above his head, and three relics emitting dazzling light hung high in the cloud.
Under the constant washing of the cloud light, these relics not only rose and fell, but also spun rapidly.
Immediately afterwards, with a thought from Samantabhadra Bodhisattva, the three relics shot out like arrows, heading straight for Huanglong Zhenren.
Seeing this, Master Huanglong quickly dodged to the side, but the relic seemed to be able to automatically track the target, suddenly changing its flight trajectory in mid-air and still striking Master Huanglong fiercely.
Seeing that he could not dodge, Master Huanglong became extremely anxious. In his haste, he waved his hand, and five white rays of light fell from his fingertips to the ground, then shot upwards, forming a golden lotus at the top. Five golden lamps guided the way on the flower.
This technique of letting white light shine through one's hands is a protective divine power passed down directly from the Yuqing lineage. Its power is awe-inspiring and its momentum is overwhelming, making it incomparable to ordinary techniques.
It is not surprising that Master Huanglong could use such methods.
In fact, even Samantabhadra Bodhisattva, a heretic, could perform this technique.
And its power is in no way less than that of Huanglong Zhenren.
The relic struck like a meteor, but when illuminated by the golden lamp on the lotus, its power dissipated by half, like ice and snow meeting the blazing sun.
Although Yu Jin was still on the white light, he could no longer cause trouble and was eventually worn away by the white light.
The three relics were thrown around wildly by the impact, unable to get even a step closer to Huanglong Zhenren.
Upon seeing this, Samantabhadra Bodhisattva's expression darkened slightly, and he raised his hand, unleashing a divine thunderbolt.
The divine lightning, carrying immense power, struck down from the sky with astonishing force.
When the divine thunder exploded, the heavens and earth changed color, and the wind and clouds trembled.
The white light flickered a few times, but ultimately could not withstand the immense force and vanished instantly.
The divine thunder shattered the drooping white light, and the lightning gradually dissipated.
Samantabhadra Bodhisattva's eyes narrowed slightly, his hands clasped together, and he murmured incantations.
Suddenly, he reached into his sleeve and pulled out a pair of Wu hook swords. The blades gleamed with a cold light and faintly exuded a sharp aura.
Samantabhadra Bodhisattva tossed the twin swords into the air and uttered a soft command: "Go!"
In an instant, the Wu Hook Twin Swords burst forth with dazzling light, like two silver dragons soaring into the sky, roaring as they shot toward Huanglong Zhenren, bringing with them a sharp sword aura.
Upon seeing this, Huanglong Zhenren was startled and quickly activated his magic power, summoning his Two Dragon Sword.
The Two Dragons Sword transformed into a beam of sword light, intertwining and colliding with the Wu Hook Twin Swords in mid-air, sparks flying everywhere and rosy clouds filling the sky.
The two sides were deadlocked, with neither able to gain the upper hand.
Just then, a three-tiered lotus flower suddenly appeared beneath the feet of Samantabhadra Bodhisattva. The lotus flower slowly rotated, emitting a fragrant aroma.
Samantabhadra Bodhisattva, riding on a lotus flower, gracefully arrived before Huanglong Zhenren.
He gripped the vajra tightly in his right hand, formed a mudra with his left hand, and chanted mantras.
The Buddha's pestle immediately emitted ten thousand golden rays, carrying unparalleled power, and smashed fiercely towards the top of Huanglong Zhenren's head.
Upon seeing its imposing presence, Master Huanglong's expression changed drastically, and he dared not confront it head-on. He immediately transformed into a streak of light and fled...
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