241: I say you are rubbish and you still don't believe it

The Buddhist palm and the Dragon tail collided, and the force of the explosion swept the two Demon Clan Imperial Sons away.

"I said you were trash, and you still don't believe it?" Ji Ping'an looked at the two Demon Clan Imperial Sons and said contemptuously.

"Bastards!" The two Demon Clan Imperial Sons were furious upon hearing this; the last time they were this angry was the last time.

"Go to Hell!" The two Demon Clan Imperial Sons formed a battle Formation and attacked Ji Ping'an desperately. At this moment, they had only one thought: to press Ji Ping'an onto the ground and rub him.

"The incompetent rage," Ji Ping'an shook his head.

"Father, please help me block them for a moment," Ji Ping'an requested Ji Wu.

"Ping'an, the outside world is very dangerous. You're easily beaten to death like this," Ji Wu complained, but still, with a flip of his palm, the Five Elements generated each other, and wind and thunder converged. A Five Elements Wind and Thunder Formation surrounded the two Demon Clan Imperial Sons, enough to keep them busy.

"Damn it!" The two Demon Clan Imperial Sons felt aggrieved. They were only ordinary Saint King combatants, too far behind Ji Wu and his son in strength.

They had originally intended for Mocang and Devil Crying to besiege Ji Wu, while they would easily deal with Ji Ping'an. Now, they were just here to play a supporting role.

"Death Gravestone!" Devil Crying unleashed a Divine Ability, with howling winds of Yin, flickering Netherworld flames, and countless vengeful souls screaming miserably.

Gravestones comparable to mountains crashed down from the sky, each covered in vengeful souls. The scene was truly terrifying to behold.

"Doing all this," Ji Ping'an scoffed. Before a Buddhist cultivator, all demons and monsters had to act like ghosts with their tails between their legs.

"As long as Hell is not empty, I will empty it!" A magnificent Buddhist chant echoed, almost making Ji Wu's hand tremble. "Damn it, why is this line different from what I heard before? What kind of Buddhism is this son learning? He must have created it himself."

The Buddha statue radiated a Buddhist light that saved all sentient beings, and chants resonated from the Buddhist cultivator's mouth. The vengeful souls on the gravestones evaporated under the illumination of the Buddhist light, quickly vanishing completely.

Figures of golden-bodied Arhats emerged from the Buddhist light, each as majestic as a mountain. They lifted the gravestones one by one.

"Awoo!" The Demon Dragon roared, extending its five claws and grabbing at the Buddha statue.

"Scram!" Ji Ping'an shouted loudly. The Buddha statue's right palm slapped towards the Demon Dragon's head. "Roar, damn it, just watch me slap you!"

The Buddha palm suppressed space, and the Suppression Law descended, binding the Demon Dragon. The Demon Dragon struggled, and the Destruction Laws rioted, resisting the Suppression Law.

He struggled to move, wishing to escape, but how could he escape the Buddha statue's Five Finger Mountain?

"Crack!" A crisp sound made the Faces of the four demons present burn with pain. Although it wasn't a direct slap to their Faces, it was a slap to the Face of their great Seventh Devil God's Dao imprint, which felt even more humiliating than if it were their own Faces.

The Demon Dragon's head was knocked to the side, and it shed tears of humiliation.

"Heaven-Overturning Seal!" Mocang roared furiously, activating his ultimate move. He flew high into the sky, slamming down with a palm, condensing the power of the revolving firmament in his hand.

A Dharma seal as vast as the firmament pressed down from the sky, as if heaven and earth were about to close in again.

"Above the heavens and below the earth, only I am supreme!" The Buddha statue uttered a Buddhist saying, one hand supporting the sky, the other supporting the earth, firmly holding up the heaven and earth that were about to close in.

"Go to Hell!" The two Demon Clan Imperial Sons finally broke through the Formation and emerged, but a Formation alternating between light and dark enveloped them again. They truly thanked Ji Wu from the bottom of their hearts for taking the time to deal with them in his busy schedule, and tears of gratitude flowed uncontrollably.

"Damn it!" The Demon Dragon finally stopped roaring and directly cursed. Ji Ping'an's slap had infuriated the Dao imprint.

The Demon Dragon once again spat Dragon breath, its body coiling and wrapping around the Buddha statue. He wanted to crush the Buddha statue.

Golden light shone, and all the Dragon breath was evaporated by the Buddhist light. The Dragon's body successfully bound itself to the Buddha statue.

The Dragon's body tightened, capable of crushing even the sun.

"Use more force, come on, use more force!" Ji Ping'an mocked. This Demon Dragon actually wanted to crush the Buddhist golden body. Did it not know that the Buddhist golden body was unparalleled under heaven, capable of withstanding even the great tribulations of heaven and earth?

Of course, it wasn't the Demon Dragon's fault; its strongest ability was its binding power.

Just like that, the Demon Dragon roared, even the scales on its body peeled off from the constriction, but the Buddha statue remained completely unharmed.

"Scram!" Ji Ping'an shouted loudly. Chants resonated within the Buddha body, and golden light burst forth. The Demon Dragon could not withstand the power of the golden light and could only loosen its grip.

The Buddha palm extended, slapping the Demon Dragon's head again, giving him another slap. The Demon Dragon shed tears; as a Dao imprint, he had completely disgraced the Seventh Devil God.

"Ah!" Devil Crying roared in anger. He felt endless humiliation, as the Seventh Devil God's Dao imprint was summoned by him.

"Netherworld Banishment!" Devil Crying tore with both hands, and a towering Netherworld gate appeared, enveloping Ji Ping'an. Now he only wanted to kill Ji Ping'an; as for Ji Wu, he no longer wanted to bother with him.

"You can go to Hell and die!" Devil Crying said coldly. The gate closed in the middle, about to banish Ji Ping'an to the Netherworld forever, never to return.

"The Netherworld cannot accommodate me," Ji Ping'an looked into the Netherworld passage as if he saw the great existence seated in the center of the Netherworld.

He did not resist, just waited for the Netherworld to suck him in, but it didn't. Instead, the Netherworld produced a repulsive force, pushing him out, as if it had seen a jinx.

Ji Ping'an and the great existence exchanged glances. The great existence said something, and although Ji Ping'an didn't hear it, he believed it must have been a curse word.

Ji Ping'an pouted and retreated with the force. Others feared the Netherworld, but he wasn't afraid at all. The Netherworld was his second home.

"Damn it! That bastard Demon Race kid actually wants to send this jinx into the Netherworld. To Hell with him." The great existence of the Netherworld cursed, lightly tapping his finger, depriving Devil Crying of his perception of the Netherworld. If he hadn't cared about his Face, he would have slapped Devil Crying to death.

"How could this be?" Devil Crying sensed that the Netherworld had actually pushed Ji Ping'an out, and his perception of the Netherworld had disappeared. One must know that he had always cultivated the Yin Nether Dao, and losing his perception of the Netherworld meant his cultivation was greatly diminished.

"The Netherworld cannot accommodate a great deity like me," Ji Ping'an said mockingly.

The Buddha statue once again extended its palm and slapped towards the Demon Dragon.

"Damn it!" The Demon Dragon disappeared, returning to heaven and earth. He didn't want to suffer anymore. Although he was just a Dao imprint, who stipulated that a Dao imprint could suffer at will?

Ji Ping'an rotated his palm, and the Buddha statue's hand slapped towards Devil Crying.

"Go to Hell! Go to Hell!" Devil Crying was so angry that he couldn't even speak his lines. He unleashed Divine Ability after Divine Ability towards Ji Ping'an. He had already given up on defense, intending to fight Ji Ping'an to the death.