Chapter 394 Battle Against the Eternal Mother (Part 2)

"Young man, you have used so many Moves; now it is time for you to take a Move from the Old Mother!"

Buddha Asks the Kalan failed to have any effect on Wusheng Old Mother. Instead, she revealed a faint smile and lightly pointed a finger.

Buzz!

As her fingertip touched the air, the invisible space began to take form. Centering on her fingertip, the space ahead was pulled into a funnel shape, and from that funnel, lotus petals grew one after another, eventually blooming into white lotuses.

Yan Chu's hair stood on end.

A sense of crisis like never before surged into his heart. The space he was in was directly imprisoned by this single finger, a situation he had never encountered before.

White Lotus Life and Death Finger!!

As far as the eye could see, there were countless white lotuses in all directions.

The stems of the lotuses plunged directly into the Void Realm, crazily plundering all energy. Yan Chu, surrounded by the lotuses, became the sole nutrient.

Whoosh! Whoosh!

Small vortices appeared around Yan Chu's body. White lotus stems reached out from the vortices, arrogantly devouring the flesh and true essence from within his body, ultimately aiming to wither his flesh and blood and lead him to silent extinction.

Even his Pure Yang Body could not block it. Blood blisters had already bulged on his skin, on the verge of bursting as his essence blood surged outward.

As the White Lotus blooms, Yan Chu perishes!

Buzz—Namo Heladana~

At this moment, Yan Chu's spirit concentrated. Sanskrit chants erupted from his entire body as his hands rapidly formed the Turning Wheel Mudra and the Sunlight Bodhisattva Mudra.

A giant golden Buddha appeared, standing tall between heaven and earth with palms pressed together and a faint smile on its face, suppressing all the abnormal phenomena on his body's surface.

Tathagata Palm, Fifth Move: Welcoming Buddha to the Western Heaven!

Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!

Countless white lotus stems landed on the surface of the golden Buddha, burrowing deep inside and beginning to grow and bloom frantically. The ten-thousand-foot-tall giant Buddha was covered in white lotuses in an instant.

These lotuses were like maggots on a bone, dense and numerous; they were not something that could be destroyed by brute force alone.

"Namo amitabha..."

Just then, a heavy Buddhist chant echoed through heaven and earth. Ten thousand rays of golden light burst from the giant Buddha that was being clung to by the white lotuses.

The golden light destroyed the demonic evil, sweeping across the entire field.

Tathagata Palm, Sixth Move: Buddha's Light Shines Universally!

Clap!

The two giant palms pressed together and then struck out toward the sky to the left and right, as if to prop open the heavens. Intense golden light shot out, drenching nearly ten thousand miles around.

The entire South Province, along with the neighboring provinces, was illuminated by this Buddha's light. Bells rang in countless temples as the golden light washed over the land like flowing water.

The white lotuses withered in patches, vanishing like smoke under the radiance of the golden light.

Even Wusheng Old Mother had to perform a hand seal and retreat. A transparent barrier rose from the lotus platform beneath her feet, isolating the Buddha's light.

"Good heavens! Who are those people fighting?!!"

Thousands of miles away, many people of the Jianghu had long been shaken by this battle, casting their horrified gazes in this direction.

Wherever the Buddha's light passed, everyone was blinded by the brilliance, unable to open their eyes.

As the light flowed over them, these people found their bodies feeling warm and comfortable. Old injuries from many years ago began to improve, and even certain parts that had long been unable to rise began to throb.

"Has... has a True Buddha descended into the world?!!"

"Or is it some great Buddhist expert?"

The speaker's voice trembled; they hadn't expected such a battle to occur in South Province.

"Who is fighting the Buddhist expert? Is it the world's number one, the Blade Demon Yan Chu?"

These people were full of questions but did not dare to step forward to watch.

A battle of this level was truly beyond their imagination; they were not qualified to witness it.

"What kind of Buddhist Divine Ability is this?!!"

Xiao Mian, the Holy Lotus Sect Venerable, had already retreated again and again with the members of the Holy Lotus Sect, yet he still felt the entire space trembling violently.

He had lived for nearly a thousand years and had never seen such powerful Buddhist martial arts.

The Five Aggregates are Empty of the Hanging Temple, the Wisdom King Seal of Nalanda Temple, and the ten thousand volumes of Buddhist scriptures in the Ten Thousand Buddha Cave could not possibly possess such terrifying power to contend equally with the Old Mother.

Beside him, the Venerable's wife, Ming Shu, had a grave expression on her seductive and beautiful face as she muttered chants, praying for Wusheng Old Mother.

In the Hundred Battles Valley, the environment had changed drastically.

Golden light overflowed from Yan Chu's body, even every strand of his hair turning a brilliant gold. The valley and rivers below were all dyed with golden light, creating the scene of a Buddhist Holy Land.

Atop the lotus platform, Wusheng Old Mother was expressionless; the mysterious smile at the corner of her mouth had finally vanished.

Without a word, her hands formed a series of complex mudras, which eventually converged into a hazy palm print that she struck out toward Yan Chu from afar.

Her slender white hand extended beyond the lotus platform, becoming infinitely wide and large, transforming into a falling lotus. The space below shattered inch by inch, and the ground became hazy, on the brink of destruction.

This was not simple shattering; it was being directly erased under this palm strike.

The entire Hundred Battles Valley would cease to exist in this world.

"Take the Old Mother's Lotus World-Extinguishing Palm!!"

This was the first time Wusheng Old Mother had introduced the name of a Move, which showed the terror of this palm; it was a palm technique that represented the destruction of all things.

It was by no means inferior to the Tathagata Palm.

"Good!"

"I shall welcome the Old Mother's divine palm with the Descent of the Heavenly Buddha!!"

Yan Chu laughed loudly. Buddha's light surged out grandly once more, this time transforming into a hundred-foot giant Buddha that was lifelike, as if the Buddha himself had descended to the world.

The Buddha's eyes lifted, showing neither sorrow nor joy.

Boom!!!

The Buddhist palm struck upward, becoming a giant hand that supported the heavens, seemingly trying to hold up the entire sky. Wherever the palm shadow passed, the shattered space was smoothed over again, and the power of world-destruction was driven away.

This was a palm of great compassion and great salvation.

Two giant palms with completely different, even opposite, meanings collided heavily. Terrifying palm force spread outward through the void, a shockwave surging for thousands of miles, and the entire world rumbled and shook.

Everyone was terrified, and all beasts lay low.

Even the Will of Heaven and Earth seemed to distance itself; no existence dared to approach the two.

"Good!! What a fine palm technique personally passed down by the Tathagata!!!"

Amidst the endless Buddha's light, Wusheng Old Mother's voice rang out again. This time, she was truly enraged.

As the light dissipated, her right arm was empty—no flesh, no sleeve—and the expression on her face appeared somewhat cold.

"Young man, the Old Mother gave you a chance, and it is you who did not cherish it!"

"Since that is the case, after I kill you, I will seize your Foundation and let you sink forever within my Vacuum Home!"

"Heh!"

Yan Chu gave a cold laugh:

"Have you finally shown your true face and stopped pretending?"

"But as for who wins and who loses, we still have to see the real results through our Moves!"

All mysterious powerful beings can only put on a high-and-mighty posture when facing the weak.

Once they discover the opponent is an existence equal to themselves, that mask will be completely torn away, revealing their original face.

"Hmph! Do you think that what you just saw was all of the Old Mother's methods? This is merely a weak Incarnation. Today, even if I have to risk this Incarnation's destruction, I will deliver you into my Vacuum Home!"

Wusheng Old Mother's eyes spewed fire. For a mere kid from the Lower Realm to dare to provoke her so treasonously, she would definitely make him fall into Reincarnation forever, never to recover.