An indescribable explosion erupted!

Buddha’s light shot into the sky, and terrifying turbid Qi from the earth’s core formed a wave, sweeping in all directions.

The intent of Kalpa Extinction Buddha ascended, causing the Qi waves, turbid Qi, and Buddha’s light to rapidly diminish until they vanished.

It was raining in the sky.

Water vapor also churned and rolled.

The scale of the Wangchuan tributary was less than one percent, and in its waters were broken strings of pearls and an ice coffin that froze the surrounding water.

The ruined body of the Nirvāṇa Buddha phantom floated silently.

Its body had shrunk by more than eighty percent from its original size and was covered in shocking wounds. From these wounds, specks of Buddha’s light continuously leaked, its aura plummeting to the deepest bottom, as if it could disintegrate at any moment.

But its right hand firmly held an object—half of the dilapidated divine body of the Disha Turbid Deity!

The Wangchuan tributary was unsupervised and easily traversed by the Nirvāṇa Buddha phantom.

The Buddha phantom, carrying half of the Disha Turbid Deity’s ruined body, ascended the altar step by step.

The Disha Turbid Deity reacted, slowly reaching out and grabbing the arm of the Nirvāṇa Buddha phantom.

But this action was already its limit.

The Disha Turbid Deity let out an extremely unwilling roar, then disintegrated itself, turning into a large cloud of yellow smoke and dust that enveloped the altar, using its last ounce of strength to stop the enemy.

The Buddha phantom shook its head and smiled faintly: “You would rather disintegrate your avatar than use your last bit of strength to stop me.”

“Wangchuan Fujun, you have lost your composure.”

“If you had maintained your avatar, it would have consumed the last power of my innate Buddha Wheel to suppress you.”

It released its hand, fingers spread, letting the yellow smoke and sand dissipate.

The Buddha, with its broken, seemingly about-to-collapse withered feet, stepped, step by step, up the stairs, ascended the altar, and climbed to the highest point.

The bloody light that once enveloped the altar was now just a millstone-sized mass.

Within this bloody light, the Tiangui’s skull had dissolved into a deep blue liquid.

The Nirvāṇa Buddha phantom, with its sole remaining right hand, stopped at its chest, palm upright, and chanted: “A sunken boat sinks to the very bottom, a dead tree truly greens. A losing game hides a celestial chess match, a faint light is a fighting star.”

It stood at the top of the altar, extended its right hand, and its fingers probed into the bloody light, touching the deep blue liquid.

In an instant, the liquid suddenly reformed, becoming a deep blue skull.

The Nirvāṇa Buddha phantom’s usually placid expression changed dramatically for the first time!

Its eyes widened, revealing an incredibly joyful look.

It recited the latter half of the verse: “Stepping to the heavenly stairs’ end, the true face is seen for the first time. In a moment of utter forgetting, Buddha reveals the original name.”

“So that’s it!”

Before Wuyin Guiseng went to battle, he successfully prayed to Buddha and obtained this revealing verse.

Only now did he fully grasp the meaning of this verse.

“Buddha reveals the original name” directly pointed to this acquired talent!

This was both Wangchuan Fujun’s century-long plan, intended to complement his own innate path, and the Buddha緣 (yuán) that Wuyin Guiseng had won by sacrificing himself in this battle and staking everything!

This talent would bring a qualitative change for Wangchuan Fujun, and for Wuyin Guiseng, it held immense utility for soaring upward.

Even Wuyin Guiseng himself couldn’t help but be overjoyed, making the Nirvāṇa Buddha’s intent even dimmer.

In fact, the entire Buddha phantom was also fading, like a thick fog exposed to sunlight, visibly thinning.

“After fighting until now, the main body hasn’t arrived yet?”

“Even if it stayed far away before to lull Wangchuan Fujun and others, it should be here by now.”

“Was it held back by something?”

A hint of worry flashed across the Nirvāṇa Buddha phantom’s face.

“Hmm?”

Its gaze paused, catching sight of Ning Zhuo, Qing Chi, and Luo Si.

Ning Zhuo and Qing Chi had been very patient, waiting for Luo Si to recover as much as possible, but then they heard the most shocking explosion, followed by smoke and dust, and then no more sounds of battle.

Luo Si, disregarding his healing, opened his eyes and urged Ning Zhuo to move.

After the three rushed out of the passage, they just happened to see the Nirvāṇa Buddha phantom holding the Tiangui’s skull, unable to hide its joy.

Luo Si exhaled a turbid breath: “I didn’t expect the final winner to be Wuyin Guiseng!”

“Wuyin Guiseng?” Ning Zhuo was curious.

Qing Chi frowned and scanned the altar battlefield: “Where did Wangchuan Fujun go? Could it be that this Great Buddha eliminated him?”

She had come with a desire for revenge, eagerly searching for her enemy.

Cough, cough, cough…

Wangchuan Fujun coughed violently several times.

Within a few moments, he crossed thousands of Li, using the Grand Array connecting heaven and earth, and teleported back to Wangchuan Xiancheng.

The cultivators surrounding him bowed when they saw Wangchuan Fujun.

Wangchuan Fujun, however, first glanced behind him, seeing the empty core of the Earth Aspect Array. His pupils constricted, and anger surged within him.

“A bunch of useless people!”

“You couldn’t even guard the turbid Qi barrier of the earth’s core.”

“Where is that person?”

The cultivators hastily spoke, offering their apologies.

“All of you, get out.” Wangchuan Fujun was not in the mood to deal with them and waved them away directly.

Once he was alone, he immediately sat cross-legged, actively resting while simultaneously using the Grand Array to remotely survey the altar.

Although he had deliberately fled and teleported back to his base, he still hadn’t completely given up.

Upon seeing the Nirvāṇa Buddha phantom ascend the altar and grasp the skull, the leader of Wangchuan Difu revealed a sly, successful smile and softly murmured: “Wuyin Guiseng, that altar is not so easy to ascend.”

As he spoke, the Nirvāṇa Buddha phantom’s face on the altar suddenly changed, and it looked down.

Its Buddha body began to dissipate in large chunks!

This altar was no small matter; it was the core of the Heavenly Aspect Array, a powerful artifact! To ascend it, three conditions had to be met simultaneously.

First, a soul foundation of at least a million human souls.

Second, sufficient malevolent Qi for suppression.

Third, enough destiny to withstand the Heavenly Retribution!

The Nirvāṇa Buddha phantom, being an innate Buddha Wheel, a temporary divine Buddha body condensed from Nirvāṇa Buddha power, naturally had no soul foundation.

The Nirvāṇa Buddha phantom was filled with Nirvāṇa Buddha’s intent, a terrifying intent that was difficult to coexist with other artistic conceptions. One could see this from how, during the battle, no matter how profound the Disha Qi of the Disha Turbid Deity was, it could not erode the Buddha body.

Therefore, it also had no malevolent Qi.

As for destiny, it had even less. If Nirvāṇa Buddha himself had descended, this requirement would certainly be met. Wuyin Guiseng’s true body might also be able to. But precisely, the innate Buddha Wheel was merely a magical artifact; how could it have destiny?

Without destiny, how could it withstand Heavenly Retribution?

Wangchuan Fujun sacrificed to the Yin Realm’s Heaven, and the power of the Yin Heaven transformed into the Tiangui’s skull. This meant that Wangchuan Fujun had the support of the Yin Heaven.

The Nirvāṇa Buddha phantom, who had obstructed and defeated Wangchuan Fujun, would naturally suffer Heavenly Retribution.

The power of the Heavens!

This caused the Nirvāṇa Buddha to extensively collapse.

“I fell for it!” In an instant, Wuyin Guiseng’s divine sense finally realized and reacted.

Previously, Wangchuan Fujun’s main body retreating was both a strategic withdrawal to avoid being killed and the beginning of a scheme.

He even deliberately dispersed the Disha Turbid Deity, precisely to completely put Wuyin Guiseng’s divine sense at ease!

Wuyin Guiseng’s divine sense, controlling the Buddha body phantom, ascended the altar, thereby stepping into the trap.

He didn’t have Elder Huigu’s warning and didn’t know there were still tricks on the altar.

If Wuyin Guiseng’s main body were here, with an endless stream of thoughts in his spiritual sea and lightning-fast thinking, he might have detected the aura of a conspiracy, become vigilant, and not rushed to ascend the altar.

But within the Buddha body, only Wuyin Guiseng’s divine sense temporarily resided, and after fighting until now, both Buddha power and divine sense were at rock bottom, in an extremely poor state.

As the saying goes, even the wisest can make a mistake.

Wangchuan Fujun also saw this point and designed the plan accordingly.

He succeeded!

The power of Heavenly Retribution entwined around the Buddha phantom, impossible to dissipate.

The Nirvāṇa Buddha phantom sighed, holding the Tiangui’s skull, and shot up.

It knew it was doomed, but the ultimate winner might not necessarily be not itself.

“As long as I try my best to leave this place, I might be able to rendezvous with my main body.”

Its essence was the innate Buddha Wheel, so it naturally couldn’t use the Tiangui’s skull. But as long as it could rendezvous with its main body and deliver the skull to its main body before Wangchuan Fujun returned, it would win!

“If I cannot rendezvous, I will bury this bone halfway, striving to buy time.”

“If that situation occurs, I can only hope that my main body can find it sooner.”

As the Nirvāṇa Buddha phantom just flew out of the altar, it heard a splash.

Water waves rose again, and the Wangchuan tributary, like a giant water python, pursued it.

The Nirvāṇa Buddha phantom focused its gaze and quickly discovered the ice coffin and pearl strings in the tributary.

The ice coffin had been largely eroded, and the Ming Jiao Scissors inside subtly vibrated, radiating power outwards. The pearl strings were severely damaged, only about thirty percent remaining, but under the power of the Ming Jiao Scissors, they could still control the Wangchuan tributary.

Of course, all of this could not be without Wangchuan Fujun’s main body. He was currently in Wangchuan Xiancheng, remotely controlling the situation, and had firmly established himself in an unbeatable position!

The Nirvāṇa Buddha phantom’s heart sank.

With such a battle situation, and falling into a stalemate again, it was truly hard to say who would emerge victorious.

Would it collapse first, or would it temporarily shake off the Wangchuan tributary?

“Regardless, first eliminate them.” The Nirvāṇa Buddha phantom suddenly changed direction, turning towards Ning Zhuo, Qing Chi, and Luo Si.

“Oh no.” Ning Zhuo immediately felt an overwhelming malice rush towards him.

“This Great Buddha has ill intentions!” Qing Chi’s perception in this regard was also very keen.

“Quickly retreat!!” Luo Si let out a low growl; his condition was very poor, and his combat power had fallen to the level of an ordinary Jindan cultivator.

No sooner said than done.

The Nirvāṇa Buddha phantom had already extended a finger, pointing at the three.

It hadn’t acted against Ning Zhuo and Qing Chi before because it had just escaped, recognized Ning Zhuo’s group as the human catastrophe for Wangchuan Fujun, and deduced it was a result of the Yang Realm’s fate.

The enemy of my enemy is my friend, so it didn’t act and focused all its attention on Wangchuan Fujun.

But now, the overall situation was clear, and it needed to contend with Wangchuan Fujun again.

Both Wuyin Guiseng’s and Wangchuan Fujun’s conditions were extremely poor, weakened to an extreme.

In this situation, Ning Zhuo and others became a huge threat!

“These people are Wangchuan Fujun’s human catastrophe, supported by the Yang Realm’s Heavenly Qi. If left unchecked, they might become the biggest winners!”

Wuyin Guiseng came here to fight and impede Wangchuan Fujun’s path, partly due to their mortal enmity, and partly due to the Buddha缘 (yuán) hidden in the revealing verse.

Of course, he would not give away the Buddha缘 (yuán)!

At this instant, an alarm bell rang in the hearts of Ning Zhuo, Qing Chi, and Luo Si, and their hair stood on end.

Luo Si pushed Ning Zhuo and Qing Chi: “I’ll block…”

Just as he shouted this, the finger power broke through the air and had already arrived.

In the nick of time, a Buddha’s light suddenly burst forth from Ning Zhuo’s spiritual sea!

The Buddha’s light shot into the sky, radiating from Ning Zhuo.

The Nirvāṇa Buddha phantom’s finger power, sensing the Buddha’s light, immediately dissipated without a trace.

“What is this… Buddha treasure?!” Wuyin Guiseng’s divine sense vibrated intensely, extremely puzzled.

And the next moment, something even more astonishing happened.

The Nirvāṇa Buddha body suddenly lost control; it was as if the Buddha himself had descended his will, casting an inquisitive gaze upon Ning Zhuo.

“Who is he? How can he draw such attention from my Buddha?!” Wuyin Guiseng’s divine sense trembled violently again, feeling shocked.

My Buddha Heart Demon Seal!

Ning Zhuo was also full of surprise and doubt, not expecting the treasured seal in his spiritual sea to be activated at this moment.

“No!” Wuyin Guiseng gritted his teeth, horrified to find that the out-of-control Buddha body was actually throwing the Tiangui’s skull to Ning Zhuo.

“This is mine, this is my Buddha缘 (yuán)!”

Wuyin Guiseng was Wuyin Guiseng, and Nirvāṇa Buddha was Nirvāṇa Buddha.

To preserve the Buddha缘 (yuán), Wuyin Guiseng’s divine sense, entrusted to the innate Buddha Wheel, decisively dissolved the divine summoning technique.

The Nirvāṇa Buddha body completely disintegrated.

The power of Heavenly Retribution, however, lingered like a shadow, continuing to fall upon the innate Buddha Wheel.

Crack, crack…

The Buddha Wheel slowly rotated, cracks appearing everywhere.

As its radiance dimmed, Wuyin Guiseng’s divine sense mobilized its last trace of power, forcefully throwing the Tiangui’s skull away.

The skull, enveloped in a ball of Buddha power, shot out like a meteor, incredibly fast, disappearing into the sky in the blink of an eye.

The Buddha Wheel, largely disintegrated under the power of Heavenly Retribution, with Wuyin Guiseng’s divine sense exhausted, became like an ordinary bronze artifact, plummeting from the high sky.

Luo Si subconsciously cast his fishing technique, throwing out half a Wangchuan Ferrying Line, wrapping it around the Buddha Wheel and hooking it into his hand.

The Buddha Wheel was too severely damaged and offered no resistance during the entire process.

“Let’s chase it quickly!” Qing Chi activated the Night Roaming God technique, chasing in the direction where the Tiangui’s skull disappeared.

“Wait, come into my Mechanical Dragon.” Ning Zhuo patted his belt and released the Wanli Youlong!

The three entered the Youlong and immediately activated it.

The Wanli Youlong instantly broke through the air, disappearing from its original spot.

In Wangchuan Xiancheng, Wangchuan Fujun’s eyes flickered with a ghostly light, and a cold, sharp curve appeared at the corner of his lips: “In the end, the ultimate winner is still this Lord!”

Inside the Wanli Youlong, Qing Chi fumbled around, her eyes full of wonder: “Little Ma, how do you have such a good treasure? When did you get it?”

Luo Si’s temperament was steady, but his tone was also slightly agitated now: “This is the Wanli Youlong, capable of traversing space. With it, we can cross thousands of Li, arrive later but reach first, easily getting ahead of the Tiangui’s skull to lie in wait!”

Ning Zhuo: “It’s a pity that the Wanli Youlong cannot penetrate array barriers; otherwise, the battle just now would have been much easier for us.”

Space rippled, and then the Wanli Youlong appeared out of nowhere.

After waiting for a moment, however, the three saw no trace of the Tiangui’s skull.

“How can this be?” Qing Chi frowned.

Luo Si and Ning Zhuo’s gazes met in mid-air, and they both said: “The altar!”

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