Longevity, starting from being a chicken raising servant Chapter 2293 - 165: Magical Combat (Part 2)

Within the void of the Outer Realm.

The yellow wind howls with fury, circling the Yellow-skinned Bodhisattva like a pack of starving wolves.

As the gale bites into the Yellow-skinned Bodhisattva, his Golden Body becomes scarred and pitted, causing demon blood to spray in every direction!

Wang Ba, however, remains still. His eyes are narrowed in concentration as he observes the demonic form revealed beneath the shattered Golden Body, sinking into a state of deep reflection.

The essence is a demon, while the facade is a Buddha; these practitioners of the Supreme True Buddha, ranging from Arhats to Great Bodhisattvas, all possess such twisted and malevolent natures. Why do these foul demons clothe themselves in the imagery of Buddhism? He wondered if there was a deeper significance he had failed to grasp.

Furthermore, a particular detail gripped his attention. When the Yellow-skinned Bodhisattva first unleashed that yellow wind, Wang Ba had intended to use the Wind-Driving Staff to disrupt the currents and incite internal chaos. Surprisingly, the Wind-Driving Staff’s command over this specific yellow wind was far more potent than its mastery over regular wind techniques, guiding the gale as if the staff were its natural sovereign.

In the shadow of the Wind-Driving Staff, the very foundation of the Yellow-skinned Bodhisattva appeared to be nothing more than a pathetic joke.

"The Six Candle Stick of Tongyou..."

Wang Ba thought back to the previous remarks made by Heavenly Monarch Chao concerning the legendary Buddhist figure who had returned from The Heavens.

The Wind-Driving Staff is a component of the Six Candle Stick of Tongyou, an artifact representing the majesty of the six primal winds and capable of controlling myriad transformations. This set of treasures belongs to that very Buddhist figure.

"That figure is likely Tibo, the one who fought Immortal Monarch Luhe. Since Tibo’s treasure can effortlessly suppress the Dharma of the Supreme True Buddha... could Tibo actually be the Supreme True Buddha himself?"

He had harbored such suspicions previously, though they were merely baseless guesses. It was only after this clash with the Yellow-skinned Bodhisattva, connecting the two threads, that he began to seriously weigh the possibility again.

"If so, was Tibo also the owner of the massive hand that struck down the Taoist seeking ascension in the Sea of Chaos Realm? Tibo can easily overwhelm a Mahayana, proving he remains an immortal entity; even if he hasn't regained his peak, why would he watch over the chaotic sea? Is it because of Immortal Monarch Luhe? Or perhaps the treasure the Immortal Monarch mentioned?"

"And for what reason does the Supreme True Buddha tear through the Realm Sea, sparking endless wars?"

"For a being of Tibo’s stature, a single command would bring countless domains to their knees as slaves. Why go through such immense trouble?"

"What was the true cause of the ancient battle between Immortal Monarch Luhe and Tibo?"

A flood of questions suddenly rushed into Wang Ba’s heart, but the lack of vital information prevented him from assembling a complete picture of the truth.

Meanwhile, the agonizing screams of the Yellow-skinned Bodhisattva persisted, growing sharper and pulling Wang Ba back from his musings.

He watched as the Golden Body of the Yellow-skinned Bodhisattva crumbled away entirely, leaving only a humanoid demon. The creature covered its eyes with one hand while clawing at its own chest with the other, wrapped in demonic Qi that erupted like black flames, flickering amidst the yellow wind.

The Earth Yellow Treasure Beads rotated frantically in front of him, yet they were powerless to help.

Even the Demon Dao cried out in pain, unable to escape the torment of this yellow wind, which felt like a punishment from the deepest pits of hell.

Had an ordinary Cultivation practitioner been caught in it, they might have resisted briefly, but they would have prayed for the mercy of death.

Watching this display, Wang Ba’s expression remained cold and indifferent.

He felt no urge to strike the killing blow against the Yellow-skinned Bodhisattva immediately.

Instead, he watched in silence, attempting to glean further secrets from the exposed demon body.

Regardless, the gap between them was obvious; the battle was decided, and all that remained was the final admission of defeat.

Back in the Taoist Field of the Cloud Sky Realm.

The observing cultivators were filled with jubilation, screaming for the kill, while True Man Ba and True Man Nie beamed with visible pride.

The youth in purple robes appeared composed, though a flicker of shock and bewilderment danced in his eyes.

The outcome did not shock him, as the victor was a direct disciple of Heavenly Monarch Chao.

What did stun him, however, was how easily Wang Ba had neutralized the Yellow-skinned Bodhisattva—so effortlessly that even he could not fathom the techniques used.

The monks of the Supreme True Buddha were equally baffled, not just those in the Cloud Sky Realm.

Only the Eastern Great Bodhisattva, seated at the center, seemed to perceive the truth.

His eyes narrowed as he looked at Wang Ba, his gaze filled with a mixture of alarm and doubt.

After a moment of silence, he finally spoke, his voice carrying from a great distance:

"Layman, we admit defeat..."

Whoosh!

Just as the Eastern Great Bodhisattva finished speaking, Wang Ba casually flicked his finger!

A bolt of light slammed directly into the head of the Yellow-skinned Bodhisattva.

It was the Ruyi Tao Treasure from earlier, which Wang Ba had briefly refined and now deployed.

Under the crushing weight of the Ruyi, the demonic flames of the Yellow-skinned Bodhisattva vanished like mist, revealing a twisted, stunted mortal form beneath. He looked much like the Outer World Cultivators of the Sea of Chaos Realm. Dropping his hands, his blood-soaked eyes finally showed a trace of peace.

"Demon Head!"

"Vile Fiend!"

The Arhats and Bodhisattvas of the Supreme True Buddha turned pale with rage, shouting curses.

The Eastern Great Bodhisattva adopted a mask of pity, pressing his palms together and chanting a Buddha’s name:

"Supreme True Buddha... Layman, your bloodlust is far too heavy. Are you not concerned with the web of karma? Without a way to resolve it, a great catastrophe is surely coming for you."

"Who among those born into this world can truly escape calamity?"

Wang Ba replied calmly, lowering his hand.

With a gentle gesture of his hand,

The ownerless Earth Yellow Treasure Bead near the broken body of the Yellow-skinned Bodhisattva began to fly toward Wang Ba.

"To kill my Bodhisattva and then dare to seize our supreme treasure—the height of arrogance!"

A Bodhisattva radiating the fierce heat of a Fire Lotus bellowed in rage, turning into a streak of light to intercept the Earth Yellow Treasure Bead!

Without a change in expression, Wang Ba lunged forward, his wings unfurling like a great bird taking flight.