Chapter 541 - 542: Beat You to Death
Chapter 541: Chapter 542: Beat You to Death
“Buddha is compassionate, why does the benefactor attack this monk?”
Chan Ning, the young monk, chanted a Buddhist mantra, raising his palm horizontally, perfectly flawless, with strands of golden light emanating from his arms crossed in front of his chest, blocking Zhong Lin’s punch.
On the other side, Lan Ming’s figure flew across hundreds of miles like a rainbow, his blood, like colored glass, splattering across the sky.
His arm trembled involuntarily, with his translucent bones exposed, but in just a breath, the wound completely healed.
“Ah! Die for me.”
Lan Ming, having never suffered such an injury, roared in anger.
Boom!
Above the vast sky, lightning flashed and thunder roared. At the moment his will surged, the terrifying thunder shook the universe.
Lan Ming’s slender, pale fingers moved like flowing water, forming a Fist Seal, and in a fraction of a moment, he punched out.
“Well met.”
Zhong Lin laughed heartily, and also struck out with a punch, simple and straightforward, without any intricate changes, yet overwhelmingly forceful.
But under Zhong Lin’s infinite strength and the support of dominated Fist Intent, it exuded a force that seemed to shatter time and space, making heaven and earth tremble.
Rumble!
The collision of two fists pierced through thousands of miles in an instant, like lightning tearing through the vast night sky, illuminating the world, pressing down with the weight of mountains.
Zhong Lin’s Fist Intent was of ultimate strength and righteousness, and his Fist Seal was of supreme size and power, while Lan Ming thoroughly embodied the changes of all heavens’ thunder.
This punch pressed down, leaving the vast sky wailing and shattering under its formidable might, the ground trembling and being pressed down by dozens of yards, almost becoming a pit to the heavens.
“Ah!”
Lan Ming managed only to half-yell before his entire body suddenly exploded, flesh and blood flying as he was blasted hundreds of miles by the overwhelming Fist Power, crashing heavily to the ground.
Bam!
The earth rolled like waves, dirt and stones splashing like spray.
In the flow of Primordial Qi, Zhong Lin slowly retracted his fist, his expression calm: “Can’t even take a single punch from me, truly a waste.”
“Who exactly are you?”
Lan Ming’s blood-red eyes seemed to ooze blood as he looked at Zhong Lin with resentment.
Zhong Lin’s right hand reached out, seizing the Soul Enlightenment Grass, roots and all, into his palm.
Looking down on the two from a height, he said coldly, “I’ll give you both one more chance, either defeat me, or I’ll kill you both.”
This time, even Chan Ning, the young monk who had been silently standing by, became serious.
“Buddha is compassionate, infinite life to the Buddha.”
Chan Ning chanted another Buddhist mantra, suddenly emitting a brilliant light, with ten thousand golden lotuses appearing from nowhere, floating above Jade Sky, drifting down grandly.
Limitless golden light shone from the Golden Body, illuminating the heavens, and for a moment, the entire space seemed to turn golden.
“This little monk and the benefactor have no enmity, but the benefactor is aggressive, so this little monk can only seek your guidance.”
The chanting sounded like clouds hanging from the sky, vast and limitless, spreading across the heavens, which was one of the Buddha Domain’s Martial Arts.
At this time, Lan Ming also climbed up from the ground, his vitality surging, instantly recovering all his injuries.
Stepping to Chan Ning’s side, he stared guardedly and angrily at Zhong Lin, his whole body flickering with thunderous light, emitting endless radiant electrical currents, piercing the sky, tearing the surrounding space apart, and time itself halted.
As Zhong Lin watched the growing aura on both of them, his face showed a look of joy, or even madness.
“Hahaha, that’s it, come, kill me, or else I’ll kill you.”
And Chan Ning and Lan Ming’s faces grew even more unsightly, and in their hearts there was only one evaluation for Zhong Lin.
Madman.
This was the image Zhong Lin had cultivated for himself within this Secret Realm, allowing him to press opponents to fight full force, otherwise, holding back would make it hard to achieve the desired effect.
Seeing the man hesitant, Zhong Lin shouted, causing the clouds in the sky to clear away under the force of his great voice.
In an instant, Zhong Lin’s Qi-Blood burst forth, surging mightily like a galaxy, pervading the void, colliding countless times with the Buddha Light and Thunder.
Even the slightest wisp that drifted out seemed to explode like thunder.
Boom!
Zhong Lin lightly stomped in the sky, his Spiritual Origin erupting with absolute power, instantly compressing the void.
Whoosh!
His arm extended upwards, divine light flowing between his five fingers, changing a million times in a fraction of a moment, clearly displaying the Shape and Spirit Boxing Skill.
What seemed an ordinary form held within it the essence of Perfection, as Zhong Lin had thoroughly mastered the entire Shape and Spirit Boxing Skill.
As this punch was thrown, the space of thousands of miles wailed, the air itself shattered and collapsed under the purest and strongest force, an energy capable of reducing everything to nothing was rapidly expanding.
With this punch, the world changed color, all the light in the world stolen by it.
A torrent of Fist Intent flowed like a galaxy in reverse, collapsing as if a thousand mountains crumbled, its power instantly filling thousands of miles of sky, shaking heaven and earth.
“Bald monk Chan Ning, attack together, or we’ll both die.”
Lan Ming roared, his right hand grasping at the void, and a Silver White Divine Sword appeared in his palm.
The sword vibrated with a slight tremor, breaking the space around it, forming a Sword technique that summoned Thunder from all directions to converge upon the sword’s body.
As the thunder on the sword body made a slight turn, it transformed into Five-clawed Thunder Dragons, roaring everywhere, spitting out spherical lightning.
“All Heavens Thunder Technique, Life Thunder descends, cut for me.”
Lan Ming roared, the rampant Thunder Dragon madly pouncing towards Zhong Lin, Thunder continuing to gather in the void, transforming it into a giant dragon spanning a hundred miles in moments.
Chan Ning, the young monk, also chanted a Buddhist mantra, raising his palm and forming a Skill Seal, pressing down slowly.
This palm seemed ordinary, but within it, one could clearly see stars turning, mountains and rivers, icebergs and poles, as if countless worlds lived within this palm.
It seemed that even heaven and earth could not bear its weight, covering the sky, ground, and the four corners of the universe in an instant, freezing and locking all changes of time and space.
“Buddha’s demise is the extinction of all souls, Buddha Silent Annihilation Palm.”
Chan Ning uttered a cold sound as the Buddha Palm pressed down slowly, seemingly encompassing all heaven and earth, and the majestic pressure caused even the space to sink as if everything was to be shattered by a single palm.
“Hahaha, well met.”
Zhong Lin laughed manically to the sky, his fist charging forward.
Rumble!
Rumble!
The sound of the massive collision began, the roar, the fragmentation, and the explosion of Primordial Qi formed a tide like it could swallow the heavens and earth.
Shatter! Shatter!
Collapse! Collapse!