370: Chapter 357 Dipankara Buddha's Sneak Attack

In that split second.

The Void Realm behind Lin Feng suddenly rippled and distorted eerily like water.

There was no sound, not even a hint of magical fluctuation.

An ancient, dilapidated bronze oil lamp that looked as if it could go out at any moment emerged silently.

A bean-sized grey flame flickered on the wick. This flame seemed unremarkable, but it was the legendary 'Nether Ghost Fire,' which specialized in burning a person's Primordial Spirit. Once touched, even a Saint would lose a layer of skin.

Under the glow of the lamp, a withered, mummy-like face appeared, covered in wrinkles with deeply sunken eye sockets.

It was the Past Buddha of the Buddhist Sect's Three Ages Buddhas—Ancient Buddha Dipankara.

This old fellow hadn't shown his face since the start of the battle. Even when the Great Leiyin Temple was leveled and Gautama was beaten black and blue, he had restrained himself from acting.

He was waiting.

Waiting for both sides to suffer losses, waiting for the moment when Lin Feng was most relaxed.

He didn't just want to kill Lin Feng; he had his eyes on those strange and powerful Magic Treasures—the technological weapons—in Lin Feng's hands. If he could claim these for himself, he, Dipamkara, could replace Gautama and become the new Ancestor of Ten Thousand Buddhas!

"Amitabha, Amitabha."

"This child's hostility is too heavy. This poor monk shall send you to the Western Paradise."

Dipamkara's voice was hoarse and unpleasant, like the cry of a night owl.

He didn't use the lamp to attack directly because it would cause too much of a commotion.

He flicked his withered finger gently.

"Go."

Twenty-four extremely faint, almost imperceptible multicolored rays of light instantly appeared at the back of Lin Feng's head.

The Sea-Fixing Divine Pearls!

These were Innate Spirit Treasures, the famous artifacts of Zhao Gongming in the past, which Dipamkara had later stolen through treachery. Each of these twenty-four pearls contained the weight of a Small World. Launching all twenty-four at once was the equivalent of stacking the power of twenty-four heavens!

If this hit home, never mind Lin Feng being a half-step Saint; even a true Primordial Saint would have their head split open!

"Die!"

A flash of greed and cruelty flickered in Dipamkara's eyes.

The twenty-four Sea-Fixing Divine Pearls were about to touch Lin Feng's hair, less than three inches away!

Lin Feng seemed completely unaware, still directing the artillery fire.

The corners of Dipamkara's mouth had already begun to curl up, as if he saw the dawn of victory.

However.

At this critical juncture.

Swish—!

An extremely brilliant, overbearing, and arrogant Five-Colored Divine Light erupted without warning from the shadow behind Lin Feng!

The light flowed endlessly in five colors—azure, yellow, red, white, and black—as if it contained all the mysteries of heaven and earth.

It appeared too fast, too suddenly.

The moment Dipamkara's sure-win twenty-four Sea-Fixing Divine Pearls touched this five-colored radiance, they were like clay oxen entering the sea. Without making a single sound, they were simply... gone!

Connection severed! Completely disappeared!

"What?!"

The sinister smile on Ancient Buddha Dipankara's face instantly froze, and his eyes nearly popped out of his head.

Those were his Lifebound Treasures! How could he lose contact with them in an instant?

"Many thanks, Fellow Daoist Dipamkara, for delivering these treasures from a thousand miles away."

A cold, proud voice rang out, tinged with thirty percent laziness and seventy percent disdain.

The shadow behind Lin Feng slowly elongated, transforming into a young man wearing five-colored feather robes. He was handsome to the point of being eerie, with an air of supreme arrogance between his brows.

He was casually tossing the twenty-four pearls, which had now become dim and lusterless, as if he were playing with marbles.

The Peacock Great Wisdom King—Kong Xuan!

The number one person beneath the Saints! His Five-Colored Divine Light was said to be able to brush away anything; even the Saint Cundi had once been brushed into his stomach!

"Kong Xuan?! You..."

Dipamkara's voice became sharp and piercing, filled with terror. "Aren't you in secluded cultivation in the back mountains of Spirit Mountain? You... you actually submitted to this Devil Head?!"

Only then did Lin Feng slowly turn around, just as he finished his cigarette. He flicked the butt toward Dipamkara, his face showing not a hint of surprise, but rather pure mockery.

"Old Dipamkara, do you think I'm blind?"

"From the very first second you hid in the Void Realm to spy on us, Kong Xuan and I have been waiting for you."

Lin Feng patted Kong Xuan on the shoulder. "What did I tell you? I knew this old schemer would definitely bring some good stuff. These Sea-Fixing Pearls are yours now."

Kong Xuan smiled slightly, a smile that made heaven and earth lose their color.

"They are indeed good items. I wanted to brush these things away during the Investiture of the Gods, and today I finally got my wish."

Kong Xuan put away the Sea-Fixing Pearls and locked his cold gaze onto Dipamkara.

"Dipamkara, since you're here, leave that broken lamp of yours behind too. It just so happens the Divine Lord finds it too dark here and needs a street lamp."

"Not good! Flee!"

Without a word, Dipamkara turned to run. Facing Kong Xuan plus an unfathomable Lin Feng, he didn't even have a ten percent chance of winning.

He turned into a streak of ghostly light, attempting to escape into the Void Realm.

"Think you can run?"

Lin Feng sneered and snapped his fingers.

"Space-Based System, lock onto that old mummy!"

"Kong Xuan, block his escape!"

"Swish!"

The Five-Colored Divine Light behind Kong Xuan surged, instantly sealing off the space for ten thousand miles. Dipamkara slammed headfirst into the five-colored wall of light and was bounced back.

Immediately following that.

In the sky, three massive antimatter railgun beams precisely locked onto Dipamkara.

"No—!!!"

Under the suppression of the Five-Colored Divine Light, Dipamkara couldn't move at all and could only watch helplessly as the pillars of destructive light fell.

Boom!

A miserable scream rang out.

This Past Buddha, who had survived since ancient times through calculation and cowardice, didn't even have time to leave any last words before being blasted into dust by the high-energy beams.

Only that companion Spirit Treasure, the 'Coffin Lamp,' remained intact in the explosion, though it had lost its luster and drifted onto the deck.

Lin Feng walked over, picked up the lamp, and blew the dust off it.

"Tsk tsk, is this the legendary 'Wealth-Delivering Boy'? Not only did he bring the Sea-Fixing Pearls, but he even gave us the Coffin Lamp."

He turned around, looking at Gautama in the distance, who was barely clinging to life, and the deathly silent ruins of Spirit Mountain.

Lin Feng held up the lamp as if announcing the end of an era.

"Gautama, your teammate has already fed."

"Now, it's time to send you on your way."