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Chapter 54: The Ruin of Foundations
It was impossible to tell how many pieces of the Imperial Bone had exploded, unleashing an unimaginable divine might. After the brilliance of the starry sky, there came silence, followed by darkness.
The Vajra Circle, formed from the endless thoughts of the Old Monk, vanished.
In Lin Feng's heart, sorrow had long since transformed into battle intent. He clenched his fists and looked at the Old Monk.
At this moment, the Old Monk from Pujue Temple also ceased devouring the body of the Old Ghost King and turned his gaze toward Lin Feng. If he continued to consume without restraint, it would undoubtedly lead to his own demise.
The Old Monk spoke softly, "Benefactor, why do you harbor such great hostility towards this humble monk? What cause have we ever had for enmity?"
"Stop spouting nonsense. If you want to fight, then let’s fight," Lin Feng replied in a deep voice.
The Old Monk joined his hands together in prayer. "Amitabha. This humble monk only acts for the Emperor, and so do you. Why must we engage in battle? Besides, you are not a match for me."
"Is that so?"
Lin Feng made his move, directly unleashing his strongest Divine Ability, three swords in one. He transformed into a sword that pierced toward the Old Monk, while Wind Spirit took the form of another sword closely following behind.
"Amitabha."
The Old Monk once again joined his hands in prayer. In his hands appeared a string of Prayer Beads that exuded a serene aura as he chanted scriptures that resonated throughout the starry sky. The enormous Buddha Statue behind him reappeared.
The two swords struck simultaneously against the statue; not only did they fail to break through, but they were also rebounded back.
Lin Feng stood firm but spat out a mouthful of blood. He exclaimed in shock, "An Imperial Artifact."
Wind Spirit nodded slightly. "That string of prayer beads indeed surpasses the level of Sacred Artifacts; it is undoubtedly an Imperial Artifact."
"Wait, something is amiss. Could it be that these Prayer Beads were forged by the Buddha Emperor? I never expected that thousands of years ago, Buddha's Prayer Beads were not completely destroyed and still retained more than half a string. Now, after countless years of restoration through endless thought power, they faintly possess the true might of an Imperial Artifact," Lin Feng discerned the truth.
The Old Monk opened his eyes and said, "You have a discerning eye, benefactor. Even if the Divine Monkey helps you break through my Indestructible Body, how can you possibly overcome these Buddha's Prayer Beads?"
"How can you be so calm? It turns out you possess a treasure," Lin Feng replied.
"Amitabha, benefactor, there is no enmity between us. Why must we fight? Why not part ways today?" the Old Monk asked.
"How naive of you. Do you think you can return to Pujue Temple and enjoy the Old Ghost King's Emperor's Body, only to come back and devour us? What a hypocritical bald donkey you are! Today, I will kill you and eliminate any future threats," Lin Feng coldly retorted.
"Amitabha, the sea of suffering is boundless; benefactor, turn back while there is still time," the Old Monk said, ignoring Lin Feng as he hid within the Buddha's Prayer Beads and continued to consume the Old Ghost King's Emperor's Body. He absorbed it, refining it into his own cultivation.
"Old Bald Donkey, do you really think I have no way to deal with you?"
Lin Feng sneered, forming ancient and peculiar hand seals while chanting incantations.
With auspicious fortune flourishing, sealing the barrier.
Ritual of the Divine Ruins, Fortune Bestowed Like Life.
Spirit Script Recommendation, Emperor Piyou offers.
With a solemn heart dedicated to the sacred, may eternal peace be achieved.
The Divine Ruins differ among disciples. Although they seem to practice the same incantations, the Divine Abilities they manifest are vastly different. On that day, Master Da opened the Divine Ruins' vision for battle in all directions.
Now, Lin Feng was unleashing his Divine Ability from the Divine Ruins. He was drawing upon human power.
Before leaving, Market had set up a formidable array across the entire Desolate Star, known as the Human Array. After Market departed, Master Da pummeled the Desolate Star to perfect the Human Array.
Humans are truly the masters above Desolate Star. Human power is the strongest divine might above Desolate Star. It surpasses the mental power of Pujue Temple.
“Old Bald Donkey, my backup plan is just to wait for your arrival.”
Lin Feng shouted, “Rise.”
On the Desolate Star, Master Da burned fiercely. Dugu Po, the Guan Family, Fire Vein, and Li Jing ignited one after another, using themselves as the focal points of the formation. They were positioned in the five basic directions of southeast, southwest, northeast, and northwest on the Desolate Star, along with countless formations above it.
The Human Array was activated.
A magnificent and terrifying power surged forth, rivaling the might of Buddha's Prayer Beads, transforming into a Divine Bridge that appeared beneath Lin Feng's feet.
With his hands behind his back, Lin Feng walked across the bridge towards the Old Monk.
The Divine Bridge extended under Lin Feng's feet and finally collided with the Buddha Statue manifested by the Buddha's Prayer Beads.
Boom...
The resounding explosion echoed through the starry sky, destroying countless stars. The cosmos grew dimmer.
The Old Monk stopped his consumption and looked at the terrifying Divine Bridge beneath Lin Feng with surprise. “Market’s great wisdom, this monk admires it.”
“Old Bald Donkey, do you still think you can escape today?” Lin Feng retorted.
“Benefactor, why are you so intent on killing this monk? Do you wish to consume my flesh as well?” the Old Monk countered.
“Do you think you’re Tang Seng? Even if you were Tang Seng, do you think I’m like you all—insane enough to want to devour a Preparatory Emperor? I could swallow fierce beasts, but humans? I cannot do that,” Lin Feng replied.
“Whether human or beast, it is all within your thoughts. So you wish to consume Old Monk,” the Old Monk murmured to himself.
“Old Bald Donkey, let’s see how long your Buddha's Prayer Beads can hold out.”
Master Da The formations cannot be sustained for long. Time is of the essence. Lin Feng stopped wasting words and continued to strike, relentlessly bombarding the illusory statue created by Buddha's Prayer Beads.
“Market What? Today, this monk shall break it.”
Old Monk did not attack Lin Feng, but instead stepped forward, traversing countless layers of starry sky.
“Bald donkey, where do you think you're escaping to?” Lin Feng pursued.
In just a moment, Old Monk arrived above Desolate Star. With a wave of his monk robe, countless formations turned to ashes. The power of the Human Array weakened.
Lin Feng caught up and blocked Old Monk from continuing to destroy the Human Array. He struck with all his might at Buddha's Prayer Beads. Old Monk did not engage Lin Feng, constantly evading while seeking gaps to dismantle the formation.
It was a race. Lin Feng aimed to shatter the might of Buddha's Prayer Beads, while Old Monk sought to destroy the Human Array. Whoever completed their goal first would claim victory.
Unfortunately, after an hour had passed, the Human Array completely vanished.
Fortunately, Master Da and the other Sage did not perish; they lay on the ground, utterly exhausted, drenched in sweat, their breaths faint. They lacked even the strength to rise.
Meanwhile, the Buddha's Prayer Beads held tightly in Old Monk's hands lost their power, scattering across the ground before exploding one by one.
It was a draw.
The entire Desolate Star, due to Old Monk's destruction of the Human Array, was split in two. It floated in the starry Void. Countless lives were lost.
“Saving a life is worth more than building a seven-story pagoda. What about taking a life?” Lin Feng asked coldly. It was Old Monk who had moved the battlefield of the starry sky to Desolate Star.
Old Monk did not respond but said, “Benefactor, the formation of the Divine Ruins is no more.”
“Your Buddha's Prayer Beads are gone as well,” Lin Feng replied lightly.
"Are you still stubbornly insisting on swallowing the monk?" Old Monk asked.
"Damn it, why do I feel like you're even more disgusting than Old Ghost King?" Lin Feng couldn't hold back any longer and cursed.
"Benefactor, the monk has passed. You are no match for him. The monk also does not wish to be enemies with Divine Ruins. Otherwise, Master Da and the others would have long been dead. However, Pujue Temple fears nothing from Divine Ruins," Old Monk continued.
"Whether you fear or not, we'll find out once we fight."
"Benefactor, the sea of suffering is boundless; turning back is the shore. Let's stop this," Old Monk said again.
"Damn it, I really can't take it anymore. Kill!"
Lin Feng and Wind Spirit attacked together, battling Old Monk. (To be continued...)
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