241: Completely possessed by the devil! Golden body arhat!

“You lowly scoundrel, if this Buddha hadn’t reminded you to go to Golden Scale Que back then, how could you be where you are today?” Jiekong gnashed his teeth in hatred.

He felt that he had shaped the current Qin Han.

Everything about the other party was his credit. If it weren't for him, how could things have become so complicated?

The extreme cold divine pearl would have been in his hands long ago.

Perhaps even the Kunpeng Precious Technique would have been acquired by now.

But now, such a flaw had appeared, like a small hole in a perfect plan, gradually corroding all sides as time passed.

Until it was riddled with holes and fell apart.

“I do indeed have to thank you. If it weren’t for you, I truly wouldn’t have made it this far,” Qin Han said, gripping the Golden Bell tightly and roaring as he smashed it into the abyss.

“Boom…”

A deafening roar like thunder resounded. The Golden Bell struck the rock wall, and the latter instantly shattered into countless stones.

The Golden Bell swept through the Buddhas, and under the boundless immense power and Immortal Physique, these projections instantly shattered.

The Divine Domain, which was difficult to break in the past, was shattered with a single strike, creating a large opening.

Jiekong forcibly resisted the urge to unleash the Floating Pagoda. If he were to do so, it would mean actively admitting he was inferior to Qin Han.

After all, with the Floating Pagoda at full power, it could rival a Half-Step Extreme Dao Imperial Weapon, possessing world-destroying power.

Given Jiekong’s pride, he could not do something so humiliating.

After all, this was a clash of Prodigies. If he were to use a supreme treasure first, it would be equivalent to actively admitting inferiority to the opponent.

Moreover, who knew if Qin Han had a supreme treasure on him?

If he couldn’t suppress him in one go, it would lead to endless troubles.

“If I don’t kill you today, it will be hard to vent the hatred in this Buddha’s heart!”

Jiekong gritted his teeth and made a decision that went against his ancestors.

He completely let go of his mind, allowing the Devilish Qi to surge through his limbs and bones. His entire body glowed with demonic light, and even his eyes were eroded and assimilated, losing all clarity and benevolence.

His Aura surged wildly, becoming several times stronger in just a few breaths, and it was still increasing.

The monstrous Devilish Qi polluted the Divine Domain, and many Buddhas gradually became demonized under the influence of this evil power.

At this moment, describing it as a Divine Domain was not appropriate; it should be called a Demonic Domain.

Strangely, Jiekong’s kasaya suddenly ripped open, and a pair of huge black wings grew out from within.

He suddenly looked up, still maintaining the posture of a single hand raised in front of him, but now it was filled with a sense of evil and extraordinary strangeness.

“If I am Buddha, I will save all sentient beings.”

“If I am a demon, I will sacrifice all heavens with blood!”

Boom!

Suddenly, a pitch-black pillar of light shot straight into the sky, violently widening the abyss by several feet, and countless millions of tons of massive rocks shattered.

Jiekong’s body visibly bulked up, soaring to three meters in an instant.

His muscles, moreover, stood out like coiling Dragons, covered in demonic patterns, as if he were a demonic creature that had emerged from a true abyss.

Qin Han watched all of this indifferently, shaking his head secretly, a sense of profound sorrow surfacing in his heart.

“The reputation Xuankong Temple has built over countless years has been shattered by you in one day. Are you worthy of the three thousand sariras within the Buddha bones? And are you worthy of the Buddha?”

“Shut up! What right do you have to judge this Buddha?” Jiekong roared, his voice like two pieces of sandpaper rubbing together, extremely grating.

“You have ultimately surrendered to the Demonic Path, becoming a slave to power. With your current identity, what if you become a Saint?”

“If a Demonic Buddha, whom everyone seeks to eliminate, appears in the world, even if I don’t act, someone will proactively eradicate him.”

“Stop, Jiekong. You still have a chance to turn back now,” Qin Han said.

Jiekong was furious upon hearing this. “I don’t need you to teach me how to seek the Dao. What kind of thing are you?”

“If it weren’t for this Buddha, you would still just be an ordinary Martial Artist of Heavenly Yang Que!”

Seeing his crazed face, Qin Han shook his head regretfully and said, “Greed has already corrupted your Heart-Nature. So be it, today I shall act on behalf of the Dao.”

“Get lost!”

Jiekong waved his large hand, and monstrous Devilish Qi rolled in like an overture. At this moment, it seemed as if the world was turned upside down, the entire world was filled with demonic light, black as the deepest night.

Qin Han was instantly sent flying several hundred feet away. Space seemed to be inverted, and the supreme Devilish Qi surged endlessly.

“As expected of a demonized state, truly formidable.” Qin Han lightly touched his chest, finding a shallow white mark on it.

One must know that his Immortal Physique was unique in the world, even stronger than many Divine Physiques and Holy Physiques.

Although it was currently only in the Early Stage of entry and had not yet reached Minor Achievement.

It was certainly not something an ordinary person could contend with.

But Jiekong’s strength had soared more than tenfold after becoming demonized, and he, who was already extraordinary, was now even more formidable.

“Do you see? This is the power of demonization. How does it compare to your Physique?” Jiekong smiled sinisterly.

“What you’ve seen is just the tip of the iceberg. The battle has just begun, what’s the rush?” Qin Han said calmly.

Jiekong narrowed his eyes. What he hated most was Qin Han’s constant calm demeanor no matter what he faced.

It was as if everything was under his control, and this feeling was extremely unpleasant.

“This Buddha wants to see how you will turn the tables!”

Boom!

A Vajra Grand Hand Seal covered in Devilish Qi descended from the sky. Compared to its previous golden glow and Sanskrit coverage, it had turned pitch black.

It could even affect one’s Heart-Nature.

“The Yellow Springs Road is far, you should hurry on your way,” Qin Han said, facing it without fear, his Immortal Gold Great Hand suddenly striking out, directly confronting the Vajra Hand Seal.

“Bang!”

With a heaven-shaking explosion, the immortal light seemed to have a great restraining effect on the Devilish Qi. As soon as they touched, the latter melted away like snow in spring.

Not only that, Qin Han’s power erupted completely without reservation, instantly piercing a large hole through the center of the Hand Seal and rushing out from it.

The White Tiger True Spirit roared, swinging its large paw to strike at Jiekong.

Suddenly, several Demonic Buddhas appeared, forming hand seals, their mouths wide open, and bursts of black sound waves exploded into ripples.

“Lion’s Roar Skill?” Qin Han was slightly stunned, evidently not expecting to see such an ancient Divine Ability here.

This Divine Ability had an extremely wide range of dissemination, and even Lingxiao Holy Land had similar Martial Skills.

However, ordinary Martial Artists simply could not unleash the true power of the Lion’s Roar Skill.

Now, as soon as the Buddha roared, the White Tiger True Spirit’s movements actually slowed down by half.

In that instant, Jiekong consecutively formed several hand seals and unleashed his Divine Palace Spirit.

It was a giant Golden Body Arhat. Although it was not contaminated by Devilish Qi, its eyes were strangely black.

Arhat Divine Fist!

The Spirit was seen swinging its golden fist, shaking mountains and rivers. Each punch contained the supreme Mind-Cultivation Technique of Buddhism, forcing the White Tiger True Spirit to retreat step by step.

Metal-Gleam Divine Power!

The White Tiger roared to the sky, its claws suddenly erupting with terrifying primal power, like an ancient fierce beast awakening, and it slammed onto the Arhat’s body.

Buzz!

The indestructible Golden Body instantly became covered in cracks, and even the Sanskrit characters covering its body were shattered.

Seeing that his Spirit was no match, Jiekong snorted coldly and directly unleashed all the remaining eight Arhat Spirits.

“I have nine Arhat Protectors, you will never escape this Buddha’s grasp!”

Qin Han looked up at him and smiled faintly, “Is that so?”

With a thunderous boom, eight massive Divine Palaces emerged simultaneously, each resembling a divine peak, with endless immortal light cascading down, transcendent and sacred.