685: Chapter 685 The Sacred Land's Fate Tribulation, Stealing the Thick Earth

"It's you! Get over here!" Guiyuan Buddha roared in fury.

After Hun Tiandi spoke, Guiyuan Buddha immediately looked toward the mountain Peak where Hun Tiandi was located and instantly became enraged.

Boom...

The collision of the two Divine Artifacts produced a massive counter-shock force. Even with the protection of the twenty-four heavens divine artifact, Guiyuan Buddha was seriously injured.

His face was as pale as paper, but as a crack appeared, he finally broke free and emerged entirely.

The moment he emerged, Guiyuan Buddha's eyes widened. He raised his hand and sent a massive golden palm print flying through the air.

Boom!

The angry strike of a Dou Sheng powerhouse is most terrifying, possessing the power to destroy heaven and earth. Space shattered into countless fragments that danced in the air.

Countless pitch-black cracks were spreading frantically.

Bang...

The xuanhuang pagoda shook for a moment before finally being knocked away. Hun Tiandi saw that the timing was about right; of the Boundless Karma he had plundered, he had seized at least seventy percent.

With a flick of his sleeve, the xuanhuang pagoda instantly shrank and hovered above Hun Tiandi's head, shedding strands of black-and-yellow light to protect his body.

"Mud Bodhisattva, are you ready?" Hun Tiandi spoke calmly.

"Yes!" Mud Bodhisattva nodded slightly.

"Good!" Hun Tiandi showed a look of satisfaction.

At this moment, the three Great Saints stopped their attacks and scanned everything with cold eyes.

"Someone actually came to help? Who is it?"

The four Buddhas looked at each other, showing expressions of surprise: "What exactly is that thing?"

Vigilance rose in their hearts. Someone was helping from the shadows—but who?

Looking at the Sea of Merit Clouds, where more than half of the Boundless Karma had been plundered, fury burned in their eyes.

"That is... Karma, Boundless Karma that took tens of thousands of years to collect!"

"Who is it? Who exactly is it?"

"Medicine Master Buddha, look where this came from!" Guiyuan Buddha exclaimed.

Immediately, Medicine Master Buddha performed a miraculous secret technique, the Reverse Flow Secret Law, attempting to find the source.

Buzz!

A current of air rushed straight toward the place where Hun Tiandi was. All eyes turned toward him. Who exactly was he? Had he just released that pagoda?

The Evil Qi in the Buddha's eyes was almost tangible, while the three Great Saints wore looks of surprise.

Especially Nian Haocang; his previous invitation to Hun Tiandi had been a casual remark, and he hadn't expected Hun Tiandi to possess such means.

Just as the air current was about to reach Hun Tiandi's direction, he put away the xuanhuang pagoda a step ahead.

The terrifying power of the xuanhuang pagoda and its ability to plunder Karma absolutely could not be exposed for the time being.

"Hun Tiandi..."

Guiyuan Buddha's eyes stood upright, his bloodshot gaze filled with a resentment that wished to pull out Hun Tiandi's tendons, strip his bones, and destroy his Soul and body.

"It's Hun Tiandi? Hun Tiandi again?"

Infinite hatred filled the eyes of the four Buddhas; it was he who had ruined the Cangtian Holy Land's grand plans once again.

Hun Tiandi's decisive strike was revealed at this moment.

However, the three Great Saints felt no resentment; instead, they were filled with gratitude.

Buzz...

Hun Tiandi felt his body enveloped by a suction force. In the blink of an eye, he disappeared from the mountain Peak and reappeared at the center of the battlefield.

Guiyuan Buddha wanted to kill him. Mituo, Jinchan, and Medicine Master—the four Buddhas wanted to intercept and kill Hun Tiandi. Even cutting him into a thousand pieces wouldn't exhaust the anger in their hearts.

They even wanted to cast his Soul into Abi Hell, to be suppressed in purgatory forever.

"How dare you!"

Nian Haocang let out a roar, and the three Great Saints, along with Xiong Batian and the others, took action.

Buzz!

Hun Tiandi was confined in the center, wrapped in a transparent sphere. The surrounding space rippled and vibrated incessantly, spreading outward.

This was the four Buddhas and the three Great Saints fighting over Hun Tiandi.

The two sides were engaged in a massive tug-of-war. The power of the three Great Saints pushed Hun Tiandi toward the Gantian Holy Capital, while the four Buddhas pulled him toward the Buddhist Altar.

Within the central light sphere, although Hun Tiandi did not act, he was also confined; this was the three Great Saints protecting him.

Otherwise, he would have been killed by the Buddhas long ago.

"Hun Tiandi, you have ruined the plans of my Cangtian Holy Land several times. Today is the day you die!" Guiyuan Buddha roared.

"The day I die? By your hand? When did I ever ruin your Cangtian Holy Land's grand plans?"

"Jie jie jie, you sent the Holy Son of Cangtian to try and take my wife? Silent Zen? If you hadn't blocked my path, how could I have broken my cultivation?"

"Bald donkey, twisting the truth and making false accusations?"

"Guiyuan, I advise you to release me. Otherwise, if I take action and something else happens, don't say I didn't warn you!"

Hun Tiandi's expression was indifferent, his voice as cold as a sword.

As his words fell, all the experts present were stunned. Whether they were Buddhas, Saints, Supremes, Princes, or Marquises, they all showed looks of disbelief.

"Reduced to meat on a chopping block, yet still so arrogant?"

"He can't see the danger he's in, yet he dares to speak such harsh words?"

Everyone was marveling. Looking at that poise and that thick skin, it was no wonder he could build an enterprise like the Dazheng Empire.

Even the four Buddhas were amused by their own anger.

"Disaster is imminent, yet you still dare to be stubborn!" Medicine Master Buddha said coldly.

"Jie jie jie, are you going to force me again?" Hun Tiandi said coldly. Hearing this, the various experts thought he had gone mad.

You're completely confined; what else can you do?

Even if they let you go, with the strength of a one-star Dou Zun, what could you possibly do?

None of the three Great Saints interjected. Although it was Nian Haocang who had invited him, the others found it hard to speak up.

Nian Haocang knew that Hun Tiandi was extremely shrewd and would never gamble with his life.

"Hahaha, I am forcing you. What can you do to me? An ant-like existence who has ruined my Cangtian Holy Land's plans several times—your end has come!"

"You brought this on yourself; there is no escape!"

"Mud Bodhisattva, do it!" Hun Tiandi spoke indifferently.

Immediately, a beam of light soared into the sky from the distance. Mud Bodhisattva acted, connecting the earth veins and activating the Derivative Grand Array. Countless Derivative Array Patterns spread toward the three Buddhist Altars set up by Ren Jue.

Like spirit snakes, they merged into the Buddhist Altars.

Everyone was shocked, and the Buddhas of the Cangtian Holy Land felt a sense of unease.

The three Great Saints showed mysterious smiles, especially Nian Haocang. This Hun Tiandi had given him too great a surprise.

Just like himself back in the day.

Ren Jue spoke calmly: "Four Buddhas, with four Feng Shui Masters acting against me, I am no match. However, since I have taken your things, I will not withdraw this Feng Shui array. Farewell!"

After Ren Jue finished speaking, his figure flickered and he disappeared from before everyone's eyes.

He had only taken a few things; the Cangtian Holy Land was not worth risking his life for.

With the Feng Shui Master Ren Jue gone, how much longer could the Derivative Realm last without anyone presiding over it?

"Is this... a Fate Calamity?" Mituo Buddha exclaimed.

"Hun Tiandi is the Fate Calamity of the Cangtian Holy Land. A Fate Calamity is something that any person or power, no matter how much they are at their Peak, will eventually encounter!"

"There is no permanently powerful existence in the world. Encountering a Fate Calamity belongs to the realm of Fate Cultivation; cultivating hidden virtue, fame, or Feng Shui cannot reach it!"

"If the Fate Calamity is not destroyed, you will die; it must be annihilated!" In the history of the continent, there had been typical cases among powerful races and Imperial Holy Lands.

Encountering a Fate Calamity meant destruction.

Being countered so thoroughly—was Hun Tiandi the Fate Calamity of the Cangtian Holy Land? The Fate Calamity of the number one Holy Land?

"Release me now, and I can let bygones be bygones!" Hun Tiandi said without blushing.

"No, you must die, or the Cangtian Holy Land will surely be destroyed!" Guiyuan Buddha said coldly.

Explode...

Mud Bodhisattva suddenly detonated the earth veins. The Derivative Realm left by Ren Jue showed countless cracks. How could the three Great Saints miss such an opportunity?

Boom...

A direct and violent attack. The earth veins were detonated, instantly shaking the Foundation of the Cangtian Holy Land. Beneath the Buddhist Altars, countless cracks appeared, spreading into the distance.

"Die!" Guiyuan Buddha, regardless of the cost, directly activated the twenty-four heavens, crashing them violently into the central sphere. Hun Tiandi was suppressed and sent toward the underground.

As the light sphere shattered, a xuanhuang pagoda appeared above Hun Tiandi's head, protecting his figure.

Hun Tiandi was not panicked at all; a hint of wickedness appeared at the corner of his mouth.

Within the cracks, rubble was knocked loose. Hun Tiandi kept falling, and after an hour, he finally reached the bottom.

Before him was a expanse of lava, its terrifying temperature enough to refine all living beings.

With a thought, a wisp of ghostly blue flame spread out, enveloping his entire body. He was now directly beneath the Buddhist Altar.

A mass of light like yellow mud appeared, radiating countless light runes and wriggling incessantly, as if it possessed spirituality.

"Peerless Holy Object: thick earth!"

This was the purpose of Hun Tiandi coming to the bottom; it had all been realized according to his plan.

Seizing the thick earth—this was a true treasure, the essence of accumulated Boundless Karma.

He activated the xuanhuang pagoda to swallow the thick earth, but the xuanhuang pagoda, which could plunder Boundless Karma, was actually unable to move this clump of mud.

"The battle is still going on; I cannot stay long!" Hun Tiandi released his Soul Power, enveloping the mass of thick earth, intending to pull it into the Nether Small World.

He pushed his Soul Power to the limit, yet he couldn't move it even a fraction.

He was extremely anxious. Once the war ended, it would probably be even more difficult to take the thick earth.

What should he do? Was he going to have to give up?

Buzz!

At this moment, within the Nether Small World, a green and translucent branch reached out and wrapped around the thick earth. With a gentle pull, the thick earth, which was as heavy as Mount Tai, was pulled into the Small World by the Bodhi Ancient Tree.

"I..." Hun Tiandi's eyes widened. He withdrew his Soul Power and looked into the Nether Small World.

The thick earth appeared on a cluster of branches. The Bodhi Ancient Tree flickered with light as it refined and absorbed the thick earth, drawing out its essence.

"Don't swallow it, I have a great use for it!" Hun Tiandi said anxiously, suddenly speaking out.

Buzz!

The Bodhi Ancient Tree shook its branches. With a flash of light, after drawing out some necessary energy, it gently extended the earth toward Hun Tiandi.

"This is..." Hun Tiandi said in confusion. He flipped his hand and took out a high-grade jade box, placed the thick earth inside, and applied a Seal so that not a single trace of its aura would leak out.

Only then did he feel relieved, and he immediately exited the Nether Small World.

Crack!

He put away the xuanhuang pagoda and crushed a rune. A group of array patterns appeared beneath his feet, enveloping him and instantly teleporting him away, disappearing from the underground.