168: Chapter 168 The Battle of Da Luo, My Daughter's Request
"Do you dare to touch the peach tree of my family?"
Li Xuan shattered the golden Buddha seal—capable of incinerating a Grand Unity Golden Immortal—with a single punch. His voice was calm, yet it rang out over the silent Yaochi Ruins like the decree of a Heavenly Emperor.
Above the Yaochi Ruins, there was a deathly silence; even the lingering echoes of the collapsing Laws seemed to have been swallowed up.
On the distant golden lotus platform, tens of thousands of monks retreated in unison. Many of them had unstable Dao Hearts, and golden Buddha blood spilled directly from the corners of their mouths.
Their combined strike, powered by the strength of the masses, was just... wiped out by a single punch?
This impact was far more terrifying than simply killing them.
The Wraith Queen of the Yaochi Ruins, who was confronting Li Xuan, also ceased her movements. Her hollow eye sockets, streaming with blood and tears, turned toward Li Xuan, as if scrutinizing this uninvited guest for the first time.
Arhat Fatian, who bore the brunt of the attack, saw the look of compassion on the face of his ten-thousand-foot golden Dharma form instantly freeze and turn into astonishment.
"Who... who exactly are you?"
Arhat Fatian's voice was hoarse; his previous majesty and aloofness were gone, replaced only by uncontrollable terror.
One punch.
Just one punch, and it shattered his pride and joy, the 'Great Sun Vajra Demon-Subduing Seal'!
This was not a clash of raw power, but a crushing defeat at the level of Laws.
On the opponent's unremarkable fist was a type of Dao that he could not comprehend, yet instinctively feared.
Before that power, the Buddhist Dharma he took such pride in was as fragile as paper.
Chaos is the beginning of all Daos.
Before the Law of Chaos, any Dao evolved in the Acquired era was nothing more than the light of a firefly.
"You are not yet worthy of knowing my title."
Li Xuan withdrew his fist, brushed off his sleeves, swept his gaze over the rigid Arhat Fatian, and then glanced at the unsteady Wraith Queen, letting out a cold laugh.
"I want this peach tree."
"And I am taking this ruin as well."
He paused, his gaze filled with an unquestionable possessiveness.
"Are you two going to come at me together, or are you going to get lost... on your own?"
How arrogant!
As soon as these words were spoken, they ignited two powder kegs.
The Wraith Queen viewed all living beings as enemies; to her, Li Xuan's words were no different from those of the bald donkey who wanted to destroy the tree and seize the treasure.
"Men... all deserve to die!!"
She let out a shrill roar of her Divine Soul, and the dense, tangible resentment surrounding her soared into the sky. No longer attacking aimlessly, it transformed into a black spear, its tip forged from the deepest curses of countless Fairies at the moment of their deaths. Locking onto Li Xuan's true spirit, she thrust the spear forward!
After a brief moment of shock, Arhat Fatian was consumed by rage.
As a Grand Unity Golden Immortal of the Western Heaven Ten Thousand Buddhas Holy Land, he was being so humiliated by an unknown fellow in front of tens of thousands of Disciples!
"You arrogant brat! Do you really think this monk is afraid of you?!"
Arhat Fatian roared, putting away all contempt. He pressed his palms together, and behind his ten-thousand-foot golden Dharma form, a more ancient phantom of a Buddha appeared.
"Buddhist Divine Ability: Buddha Kingdom in the Palm!"
He struck out with a palm, his power entirely restrained. As the massive golden palm descended toward Li Xuan, a real Buddha Kingdom world manifested within his palm.
Within it, Mount Sumeru stood tall, the Eight Treasures Karma Pool rippled, and the chanting of billions of believers transformed into chains of tangible Laws, intending to seize Li Xuan, suppress him into that Buddha Kingdom, and refine him with endless Buddhist Dharma for billions of years!
On one side was the spear of curses, a lethal strike against the Divine Soul.
On the other was the palm of the Buddha Kingdom, capable of suppressing all things.
The two top-tier Grand Unity existences actually chose to join forces without prior agreement!
"Now this is interesting."
Facing this pincer attack, which would have driven any peer to despair, Li Xuan was not afraid; instead, he laughed.
"Today, I will let you bunch of narrow-minded fools see what a true Dao is!"
"Hongmeng Chaos Body, activate!"
"Boom!"
Inside Li Xuan's body, it was as if a Universe had been detonated, and endless chaotic Qi surged out from every pore of his body.
The small phantom of the Chaos world behind him suddenly expanded violently; the sun and moon rotated, galaxies were born and died, and Earth, Water, Fire, and Wind re-created the world.
He formed a fist seal with his left hand and punched toward the spear of curses formed by resentment.
"Ten Thousand Daos return to One, Chaos breaks the Law!"
The Chaos fist seal was plain and unadorned, yet it carried the power of a Universe at its inception, striking precisely at the tip of the spear.
There was no dazzling light from the collision of Laws; the black spear, which could curse the true spirit of a Grand Unity Golden Immortal, was immediately decomposed, assimilated, and reduced to its most basic, original resentment, only to be swallowed by the chaotic Qi.
At the same time, he transformed his right hand into a palm, meeting the Buddha Kingdom palm that had evolved into a world.
"Chaos evolves ten thousand Laws, opening the world in the palm!"
On Li Xuan's palm, worlds also rose and fell, Yin and Yang Qi circulated, and the Five Elements Laws were reconstructed; using the power of Chaos, he had instantly evolved a small world to counter it!
Two palms, each containing a world, slammed into each other.
The firmament seemed to be torn apart, and countless Laws wailed as they collapsed!
The entire Yaochi Ruins shook violently; countless broken continental plates were ground into powder by the shockwave, and space rifts, hundreds of millions of miles long, crisscrossed and spread, threatening to tear this ancient immortal realm apart.
The Wraith Queen's Divine Soul attack was broken; she let out a sharp shriek, and her form blurred.
Arhat Fatian's body shuddered, and cracks appeared on the palm of his ten-thousand-foot golden Dharma form. The Buddha Kingdom world in his palm saw mountains collapse and waters split, and his believers perished.
He had fallen into a disadvantage once again!
The battle between the three had almost completely leveled this forbidden zone.
Laws flew chaotically, divine light darted about, and resentment mixed with Buddha light to form an energy storm in which no one could see the state of the battle.
This was no longer a simple battle, but a contention of Daos.
… Inside the zhou tian star boat, Ao Qingxue was already so terrified that her dragon body had stiffened. She held little Li Yao tightly, using her own Taiyi Dao Fruit to protect this small space, feeling like a tiny boat in a storm, ready to capsize at any moment.
Li Qingyue, beside her, was completely different.
This Lunar Fairy stood quietly, her cold, clear gaze piercing through the chaotic energy storm to focus on the center of the storm.
She did not look at her father, who was killing in all directions, nor did she look at the old monk with the astonishing aura.
Her gaze remained fixed on the Wraith Queen, whose form kept gathering and dispersing within the resentment.
To others, that was a shrill shriek, a vicious curse.
But in the perception of her "Lunar Holy Body," what she heard was an inseparable sorrow and bone-chilling despair; it was the painful wail of a head maid who watched as the home she had guarded all her life was destroyed, all her sisters were slaughtered, and she herself was finally nailed to the sacred tree, never to be freed for eternity.
This was not pure evil.
This was an obsession twisted from boundless pain and love.
She wanted to protect this tree, not to possess it, but because this was their... last home.
A kind of compassion, born of a connection in their Bloodlines and their shared womanhood, arose in Li Qingyue's heart.
She could not just stand by and watch this pathetic Senior be swallowed by hatred, only to be beaten until her body and spirit were destroyed by her father or that old monk, treated like a "monster."
A thought quietly took shape in her heart.
She closed her eyes, and a faint yet pure Divine Thought of her Bloodline crossed the chaotic battlefield, entering deep into Li Xuan's Sea of Consciousness.
"Father..."
Li Xuan, who was in the midst of a heated battle with the two Grand Unity existences, slowed his offensive for a moment.
With one punch, he sent the Buddha phantom of Arhat Fatian swaying, and with a backhand, he used a Chaos Divine Thunder to scatter the sea of resentment that the Wraith Queen had gathered to attack again, but a voice rang out in his Sea of Consciousness.
Qingyue?
Why is she contacting me at this time?
"Father," Li Qingyue's Divine Thought was exceptionally clear, carrying a hint of a request and a determination that she herself had not even realized, "Please let me try."
"I feel that I can... communicate with her."