Longevity, starting from being a chicken raising servant Chapter 2291: 164: Magical Combat (Part 1)

“It seems the initial theory was correct; the Immortal Pass likely shares a deep origin with Tibo. Even the Supreme True Buddha appears to have complex ties to Tibo… Thus, it is only natural that the Dharma used by these monks would be connected to the Immortal Pass.”

“If the Dharma of these monks can be fully decoded, could it provide the key to breaching the Immortal Pass?”

This hypothesis instinctively surfaced within Wang Ba’s mind.

His observation of Wisdom Dragon Bodhisattva became significantly more focused and cautious.

While he could vaguely track the physical movements of Wisdom Dragon Bodhisattva, the underlying rules governing them remained a mystery.

“I missed an opportunity; I should have seized a member of the Supreme True Buddha earlier for investigation.”

Wang Ba felt a flicker of regret.

Given his current level of insight, even starting from the basics of the Supreme True Buddha’s Dharma, he would quickly ascend to a high enough Cultivation realm to grasp the rules manifest in these monks.

As these thoughts occupied him, the battle within the Outer Realm Void between Chen Zhongqi and Wisdom Dragon Bodhisattva grew increasingly violent and desperate.

Wisdom Dragon Bodhisattva followed the path of Body Cultivation, bolstered by Buddhist Law. Possessing the Vajra Unbreakable technique, his combat style was aggressive and lacked any pretense of defense. Wielding a Zen Stick, he brushed aside Chen Zhongqi’s counterattacks with ease. Relying on the power of a top-grade Dao Treasure, his relentless strikes made it nearly impossible for Chen Zhongqi to hold his ground. The Dao Domain concentrated on the monk's weapon even began to fracture Chen Zhongqi's defenses, forcing him to retreat frantically just to stay alive.

To any skilled observer, it was obvious that a continuous defense would eventually crumble; Chen Zhongqi’s defeat seemed inevitable.

“Fellow Daoist Chen is, after all, only in the early-to-mid stages of Crossing Tribulation. He lacks the necessary depth of Foundation, otherwise, he might have stood a chance.”

“Not necessarily. His previous maneuvers were timed perfectly; it is simply that his Natal Sword Energy cannot compete with the top-grade Dao Treasure held by Wisdom Dragon Bodhisattva.”

“These followers of the Supreme True Buddha are truly shameless, using top-grade Dao Treasures to bully others!”

Voices of indignation rose from the crowd.

Wang Ba, however, did not entirely share this sentiment.

In a duel between cultivators, there is no such thing as fairness; Dao Treasures are an inherent part of a warrior's strength.

Of course, his perspective wasn't influenced by the fact that he possessed six or seven top-grade Dao Treasures himself.

However, if Chen Zhongqi were to fall, having won only one of the first five matches, the pressure on the remaining five combatants would be monumental.

Just as Wang Ba concluded that Chen Zhongqi was destined to lose to Wisdom Dragon Bodhisattva, a sudden transformation occurred within the water curtain display!

Wisdom Dragon Bodhisattva finally found a fatal opening and brought his Zen Stick down upon Chen Zhongqi. The latter was a step too slow, and the strike shattered the layers of Protective Treasure Light surrounding his body!

But in that moment of crisis, Chen Zhongqi’s expression turned savage as he took the impact of the Zen Stick head-on. His sword-light suddenly erupted with a brilliance far greater than anything seen before!

Like a pale dragon taking flight, the light surged forward and, in the blink of an eye, pierced straight through the forehead of Wisdom Dragon Bodhisattva!

Seven or eight points of light flickered on the Bodhisattva’s body, marking the exact spots where he had been struck previously. Now, with the Sword Qi surging wildly, the Golden Body on the surface of Wisdom Dragon Bodhisattva began to rapidly disintegrate!

Thick Demonic Qi began to leak through the cracks in the Golden Body!

Having been struck by the Zen Stick, Chen Zhongqi’s face was ghostly pale, and his Primordial Spirit trembled on the verge of displacement. Yet, he did not waver. Almost at the same moment he pierced the Bodhisattva, he unleashed a second sword beam—though slightly weaker—aiming directly at the gap where the Demonic Qi was exposed.

Suddenly, a voice saturated with false compassion and peace resonated from the distance:

“Supreme True Buddha… Layman, please stay your hand. We concede this match.”

Chen Zhongqi acted as if he were deaf, driving his sword beam forward with lethal intent!

He was a hair's breadth away from striking Wisdom Dragon Bodhisattva.

In the following heartbeat.

A heavy sigh echoed, followed by a terrifying pressure that ripped through space. It felt exactly like facing the Northern Great Bodhisattva; Chen Zhongqi was completely helpless as he and his sword beam were violently repelled!

“Shameless!”

“Cursed bald monks!”

The Taoist Field erupted in a chorus of rage and shock!

The gaze of the youth in purple robes turned freezing. He moved to intervene but seemed to sense something and paused.

At that instant, a streak of green light tore through the atmosphere.

Simultaneously, Chen Zhongqi felt a powerful force catch him from behind, instantly neutralizing the momentum of his retreat. A familiar voice sounded in his ear:

“Fellow Daoist Chen, are you unharmed?”

“Fellow Daoist Taiyi?!”

Startled and relieved, Chen Zhongqi turned his head quickly.

He saw a figure in blue robes standing just behind him, the fabric carrying a faint hint of earthy yellow.

It was indeed Wang Ba.

“My thanks, Fellow Daoist Taiyi. I am embarrassed to require your rescue once again.”

Despite his pale face, Chen Zhongqi clasped his hands in a gesture of deep gratitude.

“There is no need for such formalities. You nearly took the life of a Bodhisattva and secured this victory; I should be the one congratulating you. Now, you should return and focus on your recovery.”

Wang Ba offered a thin smile, though his eyes darkened as he watched Wisdom Dragon Bodhisattva. The monk, now wreathed in overflowing Demonic Qi, had lost all traces of holiness. His face was twisted in a hideous, hateful expression as he fled toward the distance.

In that direction, the void was bathed in Buddha’s light and obscured by celestial clouds.

Vast as the oceans and mountains, various Bodhisattvas, Arhats, and Heavenly Maidens were positioned upon Lotus Platforms, each backed by a glowing Buddha wheel.

Sacred melodies filled the air as lotus flowers bloomed in the void.

At the center of this assembly stood a colossal Buddha.

Its stature dwarfed every other being in the sky.