Longevity, starting from being a chicken raising servant Chapter 2476: 228: Disappearance

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After finalizing the modification of various cultivation methods and securing a powerful defensive trump card from the Master of Quiet Cave, Wang Ba prepares to return to Zhang's Ruins. However, his journey is abruptly intercepted near his destination by an overwhelming force. He narrowly survives the initial assault by deploying his strongest divine beast, only to realize he has been ambushed by the Tianshang Buddha himself. With his survival in jeopardy, Wang Ba activates his emergency signals while facing his most dangerous adversary yet.
Zhang’s Ruins.Deep within the core, an ocean-like expanse gently stirred. As Wang Ba channeled renewed immortal power into the horn he held, the surface of the ‘deep sea’ erupted into sudden ripples.These tremors roused a dormant consciousness from its slumber. It ‘opened’ its ‘eyes,’ radiating pure fury:“Again?”“Is there never an end to this?”“Do not assume that being Lu... wait.”The consciousness paused, staring in stupefaction at the struggle unfolding just outside.“That little monk from last time...” It mused in surprise. “Why has he returned? Is he lying in wait?”“How bold.”While that entity remained bewildered, Wang Ba stood in the void nearby, his expression grim as he faced the Tianshang Buddha Lord, who had fully manifested before him.“Were you lying in wait for me?” Wang Ba demanded in a heavy tone.The Tianshang Buddha Lord appeared detached, his eyes—one pitch-black, one emerald-purple—fixed intently on Wang Ba. The frailty caused by his previous mutual destruction with Buddha Tianyin had vanished entirely; he now emanated an oppressive aura far exceeding their last encounter. He offered no words. With one palm held upright, he formed a seal with the other and nudged it lightly toward the cultivator.It was a motion devoid of killing intent or emotional fluctuation. It was as casual as signing one’s name or plucking a string.Yet, to Wang Ba, the vista transformed. A colossus of a Buddha towered above him, its head brushing the constellations, surrounded by a legion of Arhat and Bodhisattva phantoms chanting in unison—a true Buddha Kingdom. A massive hand, expansive as the firmament, descended with fingers like pillars of heaven. The void shattered in its wake.Wang Ba’s heart tightened as the Divine Patterns tracing his skin flickered and began to fade one by one.“It is no wonder Master Chao and the Master of Quiet Cave did not arrive at once,” he realized with a sinking heart.He understood he had to rely solely on his own Dao.As his thoughts raced, he tapped into the Wind-Driving Staff without hesitation. His form merged into a gale of azure energy, streaking toward the Zhang’s Ruins. Suddenly, he slammed into an invisible barrier.The air warped as golden chains, intricately woven from ancient coins, materialized to block his path, forcing him to remain within the range of the descending palm. Seeing the pillar-like fingers—their prints resembling deep canyons—rushing toward him, Wang Ba forced himself into a state of absolute equilibrium.He knew clearly that being struck by the Tianshang Buddha Lord would signal his end. With grim resolve, five magic wands erupted from his Primordial Spirit. A multicoloured glow—yellow, scarlet, azure, green, and emerald—pulsed above his head.The azure light shimmered, and a duplicate of Wang Ba materialized. This double was indistinguishable in appearance and presence. Upon manifesting, the duplicate seized three of the wands: the Overturning Water Staff, the True Fire Staff, and the Wind-Driving Staff. The Wind-Driving Staff surged with verdant power, manipulating the surrounding rules to accelerate the double like a stream, propelling it directly toward the descending palm.The original Wang Ba kept only the yellow and emerald wands. The earth-yellow light encased him like an immovable mountain, while the emerald glow swirled defensively. Simultaneously, the double maneuvered the Wind-Driving Staff, flowing nimbly between the massive fingers to slip into the palm’s center.Sensing the threat, the Buddha’s hand accelerated its descent. In a heartbeat, the palm collided with the double. Yet, at the point of impact, the second Wang Ba thrust the scarlet jade staff forward.The staff pierced the palm effortlessly, igniting a searing flame that spread instantly, manifesting a sealing array. The giant hand withered rapidly.“True Fire Staff... it governs warmth, combustion, and containment,” a majestic tone reverberated throughout the Buddha Kingdom, acknowledging the attribute of the staff.Wang Ba’s resolve wavered as he watched his double attempt to push past the palm toward the Buddha’s main body. The grand voice continued, “The Overturning Water Staff governs collection and replication. So long as the origin survives, the illusion can be restored indefinitely. The simplest counter is to eliminate the source.”Before the words could even fully dissipate, the void beside the original Wang Ba tore open. A plain hand emerged from the rift, aiming straight for him. His shock was immediate, but as the blow landed, his expression smoothed into perfect, terrifying calm.