Longevity, starting from being a chicken raising servant Chapter 2195 136: Purification_4
Without a doubt, the individual in the blue robe appeared to be the most vulnerable cultivator present.
The fact that he had not yet ascended to the rank of Arhat seemed to seal his fate...
Bang!
Wisdom Magic Arhat slammed his massive, muscular arms down toward Wang Ba, but the triumphant grin on his face froze instantly!
The reality of the impact was far from what he had anticipated.
"A Buddha treasure?!"
A miniscule gap remained between his fists and Wang Ba.
Within that tiny space, a silent flow of earthy yellow light manifested, standing as immovable and towering as a primordial mountain.
His supposedly indestructible limbs struck this yellow radiance, yet they failed to penetrate it in the slightest!
In a heartbeat, the Arhat’s confidence turned into pure shock.
Following a sharp buzzing vibration, the phantasmal image of a sword sheath whistled through the air, slashing directly at him!
Wisdom Magic Arhat’s instincts screamed, and he immediately attempted to maneuver his body out of the way.
However, a low, commanding shout suddenly echoed:
"Stop!"
A sudden chill of mortal terror gripped the Arhat’s heart!
He instinctively tried to retreat, only to discover that the surrounding void had transformed into a thick, swamp-like mire, pinning him firmly in place!
"Was this a trap?!"
Wisdom Magic Arhat’s eyes nearly bulged out of his head!
In the following instant.
The phantom sword sheath arrived with lethal precision, striking him squarely in the center of his forehead!
The Arhat’s entire frame went rigid!
At a distance.
Wang Ba looked deathly pale, his features seemingly gaunt and drained.
He had exhausted himself by unleashing two consecutive sword strikes powered by immortal energy, defending against Wisdom Magic Arhat’s full-force assault with the Land-Parting Staff, and then manipulating the laws of the world with the Wind-Driving Staff to restrain his opponent. While the first task was manageable, the latter two had nearly emptied his Dantian!
Despite his proficiency with rules, forcing them to suppress a Tribulation-Transcending stage expert while only possessing a Unification cultivator’s foundation was a monumental strain.
Yet, he had been left with no other choice.
A Tribulation-Transcending existence was far more formidable than he had calculated, capable of strategic thought, constant alertness, and the flexible use of Dao treasures, divine skills, and spells.
Initially, he had hoped to merely stall the enemy until his own Cultivation reached a higher level, wanting to avoid a lethal feud that might draw out even more powerful Elders from the enemy's Sect.
But in the heat of battle, there was no room for mercy.
Had he held back, he would have been the one captured or slain.
Even so, the prospect of facing the 'Bodhisattvas' of the Supreme True Buddha faction in the future gave him a massive headache.
He prepared to recall the Divine Corpse Six Fingers and the Wu Monkey King.
However, as he scanned the lingering Buddha light, he suddenly paused. Snapping back to alertness, he whipped his head toward Wisdom Magic Arhat.
The Arhat, whose forehead had been split, should have suffered a shattered primordial spirit and immediate death. Instead, his eyes remained closed, and the bronze-toned skin of his face began to crack and peel away in layers.
Beneath the surface, ghostly dark skin was revealed, etched with intersecting blood-red markings that glowed like molten magma...
A dense, terrifying demonic Qi began to ooze from Wisdom Magic Arhat’s pores...
His monastic robes became saturated with blood and demonic Qi, fluttering with a sinister rustle.
The radiant Buddha light and the holy chanting surrounding them turned dim, transforming into a mournful, eerie dirge...
"What is this?!"
Wang Ba’s heart hammered against his ribs.
He felt a bone-chilling dread that made his skin crawl!
A Buddhist Arhat had transformed into a peerless, malevolent demon in the blink of an eye...
Was it the Supreme True Buddha? Or the Supreme True Demon?!
Overwhelmed by a sense of impending doom, he didn't dare stay for another second. He immediately summoned the Divine Corpse Six Fingers and the Wu Monkey King back to his side, then slashed through the choking demonic Qi encircling him.
Once free, he activated the Great Celestial Escape Divine Skill and vanished instantly.
Just as he departed.
Wisdom Magic Arhat’s eyes snapped open!
They were deep, frigid orbs filled with blood-lust and demonic Qi.
Surveying the area, a spectral light flickered in his gaze as he spoke in a voice that lacked any trace of human warmth:
"You think you can run?"
The figure prepared to tear through the void in pursuit.
But then, he suddenly froze.
A serene voice resonated within his mind:
"Wisdom Magic, the next objective is already determined. Return at once."
A flash of resentment appeared in the eyes of 'Wisdom Magic.'
Sensing his hesitation, the voice spoke again, striking at his very core:
"Do not dally. If you fail to meet the Great Bodhisattva’s deadline, can you survive the consequences?"
At those words, 'Wisdom Magic' seemed to recall something terrifying, and fear clouded his eyes.
He cast one last reluctant look into the vast emptiness before finally bowing his head.
Slowly, the bronze-colored skin began to grow back over his face and body, inch by inch...
Moments later, the long-armed monk pressed his palms together in a holy gesture:
"Nine Heavens and Ten Earths, Supreme True Buddha..."