Chapter 383 Tathagata Palm

The imperial seal of the realm is sentient and will only acknowledge the one it deems the sole ruler of the world.

Evidently, to the seal, Yan Chu was not an ideal candidate.

However, Yan Chu did not care; he merely regarded the imperial seal of the realm as a tool, a tool to be used in a trade with the Divine Turtle.

Putting the seal away, Yan Chu looked down.

In an instant, everyone felt the gaze of a terrifying presence. Although they could not see his figure, they could clearly feel that gaze, sharp as a knife, hanging over their heads.

Boom!

Suddenly, an azure cauldron suspended in the sky shifted horizontally, appearing above Divine Monk Kongxiang of Nalanda Temple with the force of a thunderbolt.

"Amitabha!!"

Great Master Kongxiang was startled. His three Divine Treasuries vibrated in unison as he forcibly broke through the suppression, and a hundred-zhang-tall Dharma Idol appeared behind him, forming a protective field to shield himself.

The Dharma Idol shone with brilliant golden light, possessing a quality that made it invulnerable to all evil.

This was the supreme seal technique of Nalanda Temple, the Immovable Wisdom King Seal.

Whoosh whoosh...

The azure cauldron rotated, and a boundless gale poured out from its mouth like a torrent. Like bone-scraping steel knives, the wind blew endlessly against the golden Dharma Idol.

Bang bang! Crack crack!

The gale was like countless blades, striking the Dharma Idol and creating endless sparks, causing the eyelids of everyone present to twitch wildly.

The massive Dharma Idol, as unshakeable as a mountain, could not even last three breaths under this gale before the pervasive wind blades blew inside.

The gale was devouring the soul and carving the bone, extinguishing all life.

It was as if a giant hand were rubbing against the Dharma Idol, stripping away layer after layer of its golden light. The golden light rubbed off was swept up by the gale, turning into drifting golden sand.

The Dharma Idol shrank at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Divine Monk Kongxiang's expression turned to terror at a speed visible to the naked eye, and he hurriedly cried out for mercy:

"Benefactor Yan, let's talk this out! My Buddhist sect has no intention of being your enemy!!"

It would have been better if he hadn't spoken; just as he finished, a spark fell straight down from high above. The originally azure Xun Wind was ignited by the spark, and it was as if oil had been added to the fire.

Boom!!

The flaming gale swept through, and the final thin layer of the Dharma Idol completely collapsed. The wind blades and flames then swirled onto Divine Monk Kongxiang's body.

The flesh of this Yuantai Realm expert was torn away piece by piece by the gale, turning into blood blossoms that merged into the wind; his white bones cracked and were ground into powder by the hurricane, vanishing into thin air as his Divine Soul was extinguished.

All of this takes a long time to describe, but it actually happened in the blink of an eye.

From the moment the xun wind cauldron appeared above Monk Kongxiang to the moment it poured out the gale that killed him, only a few breaths had passed.

A pillar of Nalanda Temple, an eminent monk of high virtue who had lived for nearly a thousand years, had died just like that at the hands of Yan Chu.

[Killed a Buddhist Yuantai Realm Early Stage, extremely gratified, Origin +0.2, Tathagata Palm +1]

"Oh? Tathagata Palm?!"

Yan Chu's breathing tightened, and a smile he couldn't hide appeared at the corners of his eyes.

This supreme Buddhist palm technique was known to everyone.

It was created by the Buddha Sakyamuni after his enlightenment under the Bodhi tree. Sensing the suffering of all living beings and the wild dance of demons, he used his heart of great compassion and immense power to create these nine styles of supreme divine palms to save all beings and eliminate evil.

Every style of this palm technique possessed world-destroying power.

Especially the ninth style, Ten Thousand Buddhas Paying Homage to the Ancestor, which only appears during a catastrophe of heaven and earth.

Yan Chu had loved this palm technique most in his previous life. With one strike, a ten-thousand-foot golden Buddha would appear behind him amidst Sanskrit chanting, causing heaven and earth to lose their color. It was even more powerful and cooler than the Eighteen Subduing Dragon Palms, which came with its own awesome background music.

Even without special effects, a single strike from the heavens could turn a fortress into a ruin.

While Yan Chu was immersed in the joy of obtaining the Tathagata Palm, everyone below was terrified by Divine Monk Kongxiang's death.

When this eminent monk had first appeared, his Aura was powerful, and golden light spread for over a hundred miles, dyeing half the sky gold.

At that time, many people felt that he truly lived up to his reputation as a pillar of the Buddhist sect.

His battle with Emperor Li Heming, even though it took place high in the sky, caused the space below to vibrate, leaving everyone's hearts palpitating.

Yet, such a powerful Divine Monk Kongxiang had died at Yan Chu's hands in an instant, blown into a blood mist by the wind.

Ji Clan Chief Ji Mucheng was pale with fright when he suddenly had a flash of inspiration and shouted:

"Great Hero Yan, spare me! My Ji Clan has many beauties; we are willing to serve you as our master and let you pick from them as you please!"

The xun wind cauldron collected all of Divine Monk Kongxiang's flesh and refined it into a Blood Pill. Its mouth tilted, intending to continue pouring out the gale.

As Ji Mucheng spoke those words, the giant cauldron suddenly stopped in mid-air.

A cold voice appeared in Ji Mucheng's mind:

"What kind of person do you take me for? Do you think I would be moved by mere beauty?"

If Yan Chu had not spoken and had simply started killing, Ji Mucheng would indeed not have thought so.

But the moment Yan Chu spoke, he immediately knew he had bet correctly.

He had caught Yan Chu's weakness.

This man's reputation for lust was known throughout the world; his love for beauties surpassed all divine arts and precious resources.

According to Jianghu rumors, Yan Chu was not only the world's number one expert but also the world's number one lecher.

Many people and forces who had once offended him had escaped disaster because they offered up their own beauties.

This had been personally confirmed by countless people.

Setting those aside, just now, this man had only helped Emperor Li Heming because of the Face of the royal family's Princess Yunshu.

Princess Yunshu had a low cultivation level, but her beauty was known throughout the world, and she was ranked sixth on the beauties ranking list as a true national beauty.

Ji Mucheng hurriedly replied via Divine Sense:

"I know that Great Hero Yan is definitely not that kind of person. It's just that Great Hero Yan's martial arts are transcendent and holy, and you are unrivaled in the world; naturally, the women of the world admire you greatly, and the women of my clan are no exception."

"Furthermore, Sword Saint Xiahou of the East Sea is a Personal Disciple of our clan's Old Ancestor. I am also willing to mediate for Great Hero Yan, so that Sword Saint Xiahou and Great Hero Yan may tie the knot."

The reason he used Divine Thought transmission was specifically to say this sentence.

Xiahou Xi was right beside him, struggling to resist the pressure of Yan Chu's Aura.

As the three people with the highest cultivation present, Yan Chu's Aura pressure was mainly directed at these three Yuantai Realm experts.

Since Ji Mucheng was using Xiahou Xi as a bargaining chip for his life, he naturally did not dare let her hear him; he believed Yan Chu could intercept the Divine Thought.

After saying these things and seeing that Yan Chu had no reaction, Ji Mucheng not only felt no fear but instead became even more at ease.

If Yan Chu truly were not moved by beauty, he and the others would have been dead long ago.

The fact that he did not continue his attack instead proved that the rumors were not false: he was indeed a lecherous ghost.

Ji Mucheng felt he had found Yan Chu's weakness.

If he wanted beauties, the Ji Clan had plenty!

Whether they be virginal beauties yet to be wed or charming mature women who are already married, as long as we can establish a connection with the world's number one expert, Yan Chu, what do a few beauties matter?

He immediately continued speaking in a respectful tone:

"My Ji Clan produces beauties. Princess Yaoxi, who is ranked first on the beauties ranking list as the 'Heavenly Immortal Descended to Earth', is a member of my Ji Clan. Although the women of my clan are not well-known, their appearance and temperament are by no means inferior to the beauties on the list!"