Chapter 412 Want to learn? Take two slaps from me!

“What kind of palm technique is this?”

The sunlight shone behind Yan Chu's head, its halo dispersing and naturally forming a ring of Buddhist light.

Kang Zhe's eyes narrowed slightly, and he couldn't help but ask this question.

He was not a member of the Buddhist sect, so he could not feel the supreme, ultimate Buddhist intent from Yan Chu's two palms, which felt as if a true Buddha had descended to look down upon all living beings.

Facing Kang Zhe's question, Yan Chu chuckled and said:

“You want to learn it?”

“I'll give you two palms!”

As soon as his voice fell, he struck out with a light, airy palm. The palm print gleamed with golden light, a ring of golden swastikas spun endlessly around the giant palm, and a grand, complex chorus of Buddhist chanting echoed through the sky.

Tathagata Palm, Buddha Moves Mountains and Rivers!

The palm force was vast and surging, causing the Void Realm to tremble endlessly. Within thousands of miles, great mountains and rivers all moved for this single palm, as if gathering the energy of mountains and rivers into one palm.

“Hmph! Junior Brother Liao, strike together! Kill him!!”

Kang Zhe roared. Now he had yet another reason why he had to kill Yan Chu: to seize the Opportunity on his body.

Even though he didn't know the Origin of this palm technique, it did not affect his covetousness and greed for it.

Swoosh! Swoosh!!

Endless coldness surged out from Kang Zhe's body, instantly turning the surroundings into an extremely cold, low-temperature environment.

All the Buddhists present suddenly felt their vital signs drop to the lowest point. Due to the extreme low temperature, their thoughts and bodies all became rigid.

Of course, the true target of this environmental change was Yan Chu.

The endless coldness was like waves, trying to delay Yan Chu's palm strike.

But in the face of Buddha Moves Mountains and Rivers, all the cold currents were crushed to pieces. The overbearing, boundless Buddhist palm covered the sky, making Kang Zhe and the other man look as tiny as ants beneath the giant palm.

“Freezing Three Thousand Li!!!”

Kang Zhe roared, unleashing another Divine Ability.

The already extremely low temperature dropped once again. Thousands of miles of space were completely encased in ice, and even the Void Realm was frozen. Yet, the Buddhist palm remained completely unaffected, breaking through the icy resistance and sweeping forward majestically.

The faces of Kang Zhe and his companion finally changed drastically.

“Dodge!!”

In this environment, the two of them were like fish in water. The frozen space instead made their thinking agile, and their speed suddenly surged.

The two turned into white icy flows, dodging Yan Chu's palm strike to the left and right.

“Buddha Asks the Kalan!!!”

Right at this moment, Yan Chu's lips parted slightly as he once again unleashed the fourth style of the Tathagata Palm.

His voice was extremely soft, but as the fourth style was unleashed, his voice turned into rolling soundwaves, manifesting as Buddhist chants and Zen singing that echoed throughout heaven and earth.

The Buddhist chants were like loud thunder, yet to those who understood the Buddhist Dharma and held devotion in their hearts, they sounded like celestial music. It was as if they were hearing the Buddha himself preaching the scriptures, with all kinds of wonderful truths and principles flooding in.

Below, all the members of the Buddhist sect showed fanatical expressions.

In their eyes, they could no longer see the great battle between Yan Chu and the two from the Cold Ice Holy Sect. Before them, there was only a towering golden Buddha with lowered head and eyes, chanting the scriptures of the Buddhist Dao to them.

As the saying goes, the greatest sound is hard to hear, and the greatest image has no form.

These Buddhist chants produced different scenes in the ears of different people.

Within a radius of ten thousand miles, the soundwaves spread. An old farmer hoeing in the fields heard nothing at all, continuing his day-to-day labor.

In a city hundreds of miles away from the old farmer, the prison was filled with convicts. Upon hearing the Buddhist chants, the vast majority of them felt it like a great bronze bell, shaking their souls.

On the spot, many people knelt down, pressed their palms together, and cried out, 'amitabha'.

Those extremely vicious criminals whose hands were stained with blood felt no remorse whatsoever for their evil deeds.

Hearing this sound, they only felt as if demonic music was piercing their ears. In agony, they beat their heads against the ground, leaving their scalps bloodied and battered, a miserable sight to behold.

Further away, the bells of the Nalanda Temple rang continuously, and all the monks in the temple faced the Ten Thousand Buddha Cave, bowing and worshiping devoutly.

Above the Ten Thousand Buddha Cave, the soundwaves dispersed Kang Zhe's ice-freezing Divine Ability. The two, who were just about to dodge, had the Buddhist voice enter their ears, and their original Dao Heart and will instantly wavered.

Kang Zhe was relatively fine.

As the Personal Disciple of the Cold Ice Holy Sect's Sect Master, his will was quite firm. Amidst his surging emotions, he forcibly broke free from the hard control of the Buddhist voice.

But this brief moment already made it impossible for him to dodge the Buddha Moves Mountains and Rivers palm strike.

Liao Shuqi was in a miserable state.

As the grand Buddhist chants entered his ears, his Primordial Spirit could not withstand the impact of the Buddhist voice. On the spot, his Heart Demon suddenly arose, and all kinds of distracting thoughts that had been forcibly suppressed by his ice-attribute Cultivation Technique flooded into his mind.

An illusion of countless vengeful spirits demanding his life seemed to appear before his eyes.

He froze on the spot, completely motionless, unable to free himself from the illusion of the Heart Demon.

Rumble!!!

The Buddhist palm swept forward majestically, causing a terrifying ripple of Immortal Qi in the Void Realm, and struck the two of them squarely.

“Damn it!!!”

Kang Zhe watched helplessly as this giant palm crashed down on him like a cannon blasting a mosquito.

At the final moment, he exerted all his strength to condense a thick layer of Protective Aura around his body. This was his other Divine Ability, the Profound Polar Cold Aura.

The essence core he achieved was the Xuanji Cold-Qi Constitution, a Divine Ability that awakened on its own after he condensed this special Physique.

Bang!

The Profound Polar Cold Aura bore most of the damage for him, exploding violently in mid-air. The remaining palm force, like an endlessly surging river, rushed into his body all at once, shattering the special Physique he had painstakingly cultivated for a thousand years. He was sent flying dozens of miles away, firmly embedded in the distant cliffside.

He was already breathing more out than in.

Compared to Kang Zhe, his Junior Brother Liao Shuqi was far more miserable.

Even at the last moment when the Buddhist palm hit him, he still hadn't freed himself from the illusion of the Heart Demon.

With a splat, his entire body was instantly disintegrated by the palm force, blown to pieces with not a single intact fragment left.

[Killed a Divine Ability Realm Middle Stage cultivator, extremely satisfying, Origin +2.5, Heart-Protecting Mirror +1]

Only then did all the Buddhist monks below snap back to reality from the sacred scene just now.

Months ago, when the Buddhist chants spread throughout the world and the Buddhist light illuminated the earth, none of the monks had the fortune to witness such a scene with their own eyes.

They had only felt a vague sensation in their hearts.

Having witnessed it personally now, they finally understood what 'boundless Buddhist Dharma' meant, feeling only deep awe for the Buddha's power.

This kind of terrifying palm technique was something they could never learn even if the Secret Manual were placed right in front of them.

Only those with deep Buddhist roots and vast Buddhist Dharma could have such great dharma passed down to them by the Buddha.

There was no longer any doubt about his identity as a true Buddha!

Even if Yan Chu had had countless romantic affairs in the past, and even if he had killed countless people—including many high monks of the Buddhist sect who died by his hand—none of that mattered now.

From then on, he would be enshrined forever in the Ten Thousand Buddha Cave as a true Buddha, becoming an object of reverence and worship for all Buddhist disciples in the world.

“Arghhh!!!”

A shrill, miserable scream echoed from afar:

“You... you broke my Xuanji Cold-Qi Constitution!!!”

Embedded in the cliffside, Kang Zhe felt pain in every single part of his body.

Just a moment ago, he had been full of conceit. Even though Yan Chu had turned Jiang Kun into charcoal with a single palm strike, he had remained confident that he could handle it.

He never expected that in the next instant, he would follow in his Junior Brother's footsteps and be beaten into such a miserable state.