indianbanksassociation Chapter 697 Niu Ben Makes His Move!
Chapter 697 Niu Ben Makes His Move!
Although Qiongxiao did not speak, the Hunyuan Golden Bucket in her hand was already shining brightly!
"Amitabha!"
Ananda uttered a loud Buddhist chant, and the nine-grade golden lotus of merit beneath him burst forth with boundless Buddhist light, transforming into a golden ocean that swept towards the Eastern King Duke's seat!
Master Yu Ding also drew his sword technique, and the Zhan Chen Sword transformed into hundreds of sharp sword energies, forming a sword array that attacked from all directions!
"Nephew Yang Jian, use your Heavenly Eye to find his weakness!"
Yunxiao's voice rang in Yang Jian's ears.
"It's my martial uncle!"
Yang Jian's spirits lifted, and the third eye on his forehead began to flash with golden light!
In an instant, sword energy crisscrossed the entire square, and precious light soared into the sky!
Several top-tier spiritual treasures, renowned throughout the primordial world, unleashed their strongest power simultaneously in the hands of several powerful beings at the level of Great Luo Golden Immortals or even Quasi-Saints!
This combined force is enough to reduce an entire continent to dust!
However, faced with this devastating combined attack...
The Eastern King's face still held that faint mockery.
He didn't even move an inch.
He simply moved the dragon-headed cane in his hand forward slightly.
"How dare a grain of rice compete with the bright moon for light?"
"Let me show you a thing or two, you ignorant brats."
"What is true power?"
The words fell.
Two beams of dazzling golden light suddenly burst forth from the eyes of that ferocious dragon head!
As soon as the two golden divine lights appeared, they transformed into a visible golden energy ripple.
The ripples spread slowly outwards from the dragon-headed cane as the center.
That speed looks very slow.
It moved so slowly that everyone present could clearly see its trajectory.
But you just can't escape it!
The celestial sword of the Holy Mother Wudang, which was moving at the extreme speed, dimmed instantly upon contact with the golden ripples, let out a mournful cry, and flew back!
Bixiao's Golden Dragon Scissors, capable of cutting anything, were like two powerless little snakes in front of the golden ripples, and were directly blasted away!
Jade Cauldron Immortal's myriad sword energies melted away like ice and snow, without even causing a ripple!
Ananda's boundless Buddha light was utterly torn to shreds by the golden ripples!
All attacks seemed utterly insignificant in the face of this seemingly ordinary golden ripple!
"puff!"
"puff!"
The Holy Mother of Wudang, Bixiao, the True Man of Yuding, and Ananda all spat out a mouthful of blood at almost the same time!
Their natal magic weapons were damaged to varying degrees in that collision, and their primordial spirits were also severely injured!
one move!
Just one move!
Even with several Grand Luo Golden Immortals joining forces, they were completely defeated!
"How... is this possible..."
Bixiao's eyes were filled with horror and confusion.
This was completely beyond her comprehension!
The golden ripple, after shattering everyone's attacks, did not lose any of its power.
It continued to spread outwards!
The first to be hit was that Quasi-Saint of the Northern Underworld Palace who was still kneeling on the ground!
He watched helplessly as the golden ripple, like the scythe of death, swept towards him.
His face was filled with extreme fear and despair!
"No!"
He let out a piercing scream that sounded inhuman.
He wanted to escape!
However, his body was still firmly suppressed by that invisible force, and he could not move!
He could only watch helplessly as the ripple passed through his body.
There was no pain.
I didn't even feel a thing.
The quasi-saint was stunned.
He looked down at his body; he was unharmed.
Was that just a hallucination?
But the next second.
"Click."
An extremely faint cracking sound came from inside his body.
Followed by.
"Click... Click, click..."
Countless dense golden cracks appeared on his body without warning!
His spirit, his bones, his flesh and blood...
Everything about him was completely dismantled at the most fundamental level by that domineering and incomparable power at this moment!
"I……"
He opened his mouth, as if he wanted to say something.
But he could no longer make a sound.
His body resembled a sand sculpture scattered by the wind.
It transformed into countless golden specks of light.
A quasi-saint level powerhouse was annihilated, body and soul, right in front of everyone!
Not even a trace of its existence was left!
This scene made everyone who was still alive feel their very soul tremble!
terrible!
This Eastern King is truly terrifying!
Yang Jian's heart sank to the bottom.
He felt like an insect caught in a spider web.
No matter how much they struggle, they cannot escape the fate of being eaten.
No!
We can't give up like this!
Master is still waiting for me to return!
"Uncle-Master Yunxiao!"
Yang Jian suddenly looked up at the clouds.
"Use the Hunyuan Golden Cauldron!"
"Only the Primordial Golden Cauldron might be able to subdue him!"
Yunxiao's pretty face turned deathly pale.
She looked at the Eastern King Duke, who resembled a demon god, and then at Yang Jian, whose eyes still burned with the flame of hope.
She gritted her teeth.
"good!"
"Even if it means losing all my cultivation today!"
"I'm going to take you down, you fiend!"
Yunxiao suddenly threw the Hunyuan Golden Bucket in his hand into the air!
The golden, bucket-shaped magic weapon grew longer in the wind, instantly transforming into a gigantic golden bucket that blotted out the sky!
A burst of golden light shot out from the mouth of the bucket!
A terrifying suction force, powerful enough to shave off the three flowers on an immortal's head and extinguish the five vital energies in their chest, instantly enveloped the entire plaza!
"Oh?"
The Eastern King Duke raised an eyebrow for the first time.
He looked at the infamous Hunyuan Golden Cauldron, which was renowned throughout the primordial world, and a hint of interest appeared on his face.
"The Primordial Golden Cauldron, the Dao-proving treasure of the Three Immortals?"
"It's a pretty good toy."
He stretched out his finger and gently touched the huge golden bucket.
The Eastern King Duke simply touched it lightly.
There were no earth-shattering fluctuations of magical power.
It also lacked any earth-shattering supernatural powers or brilliance.
However, the Hunyuan Golden Cauldron, which was enough to make even a Great Luo Golden Immortal tremble with fear, suddenly shuddered in mid-air!
The magnificent golden light vanished instantly!
The terrifying suction force also came to an abrupt end!
"puff!"
As if struck by lightning, Fairy Yunxiao coughed up a mouthful of blood, her face paler than snow!
The Hunyuan Golden Cauldron, its light dimming, fell from the sky.
We lost!
Even the Hunyuan Golden Bucket was defeated!
In everyone's heart, there was only endless coldness and despair.
It’s over.
This time it's really over.
"No! There's still a chance!"
Just then, Yang Jian's loud shout resounded throughout the entire square!
Everyone's eyes instinctively turned to him.
Yang Jian's eyes were bloodshot, and the golden vertical line on the center of his forehead had been fully opened!
A supreme heavenly eye, formed from the purest laws of the Great Dao, appeared before everyone!
"open!"
Yang Jian roared and poured all his magical power and vital energy into the Heavenly Eye without reservation!
He no longer cared about the consequences of his actions!
All he knew was that this was his last chance!
hum!
Within the Heavenly Eye, an indescribable, dazzlingly brilliant divine light of destruction burst forth!
The target of this divine light was not the body of the Eastern King!
It was the dragon-headed cane in his hand!
"Um?"
The Eastern King frowned again.
He sensed a destructive aura emanating from this divine light, an aura that made even him tremble!
He instinctively reached out to swing his dragon-headed cane to block the divine light.
However, at that moment...
Yang Jian's roar rang out again!
"He is not the Eastern King Duke!"
"His true form is that dragon-headed cane!"
"He's just a remnant soul parasitizing within a magical artifact!"
With Yang Jian's roar, everything he saw through his Heavenly Eye was clearly presented in everyone's minds!
They saw it!
Under the scrutiny of the Heavenly Eye, the white-robed youth's body was nothing more than an energy body condensed from pure innate spiritual energy!
Within that dragon-headed cane, a faint, almost vanished remnant soul was roaring madly!
That's it!
So that's how it is!
He wasn't a true ancient powerhouse at all!
He's just a fraud who stole the power of the Eastern King!
This discovery rekindled the flame of hope in the eyes of everyone who had fallen into despair!
As long as he isn't a true ancient powerhouse!
Then we still have the strength to fight!
"You're asking for it!"
The Eastern King, or rather, that lingering soul parasitizing the dragon-headed cane, was finally enraged!
His biggest secret was exposed in public by a mere Great Luo Golden Immortal!
This is an absolute disgrace!
He gave up resisting that destructive divine light.
He's going to kill this kid!
He wanted to use the most cruel method to make this ant who dared to spy on his secrets be utterly destroyed!
"You damned bug!"
For the first time, a ferocious and crazed expression appeared on the face of the Eastern King.
"How dare you!"
"How dare you see through my true form!"
The Eastern King was utterly enraged!
He ignored the destructive divine light that was already within reach.
His emperor-like eyes, which held the weight of countless ages, were fixed on Yang Jian!
A killing intent more than ten times more terrifying than before suddenly erupted!
"I will kill you!"
He raised his dragon-headed cane, and this time, the ferocious dragon head on the cane came to life!
It opened its blood-red maw, and a chaotic divine lightning bolt, powerful enough to destroy a great world, rapidly condensed within it!
"Nun Yang Jian, be careful!"
Yunxiao, Wudang Shengmu, Yuding Zhenren, and everyone else let out horrified screams!
They wanted to rescue them!
However, they were all firmly suppressed by that terrifying imperial pressure, unable to even move a finger!
They could only watch helplessly as the chaotic divine lightning, containing endless destructive power, slammed down on Yang Jian!
Finished!
This time it's really over!
Yang Jian is doomed!
However, faced with this inevitable defeat...
Yang Jian suddenly bit his tongue, spitting the last bit of his essence into his Heavenly Eye.
The Heavenly Eye blazed with golden light and crashed headlong into the chaotic divine lightning.
"Master, your disciple cannot die here!"
He roared, holding the three-pointed double-edged sword horizontally in front of him, and activated the Nine Revolutions Mystic Technique to its fullest extent.
The chaotic divine lightning pressed down, causing the blade to bend instantly. The divine jade beneath Yang Jian's feet exploded, and his legs sank into the ground.
"Yang Jian!"
Yunxiao's expression changed drastically. He forcibly activated the Hunyuan Golden Cauldron, but was so shocked by the emperor's aura that he vomited blood again.
"Nephew, retreat!"
Master Yu Ding roared, and the Zhan Chen Sword transformed into a white rainbow, desperately slashing at the flank of the Divine Thunder.
"Get out of here!"
The Eastern King roared fiercely, and with a shake of his dragon-headed staff, Jade Cauldron Immortal was sent flying backward, sword and all.
"No one can save him today!"
Ananda's face shimmered with a halo of light, his eyes filled with terror.
"This remnant soul has gone mad!"
The Holy Mother of Wudang rose, sword in hand, blood dripping from her sleeve.
"He wants to kill Yang Jian first; we absolutely cannot let him succeed!"
Bixiao roared, and the Golden Dragon Scissors transformed into two golden dragons once more, biting at the dragon-headed staff.
"Cut it off!"
The Eastern King didn't even glance at her, and gently pressed down with his dragon-headed staff.
The golden dragon scissors wailed and rolled backward, sending Bixiao flying horizontally.
"How dare a mere junior obstruct my resurrection!"
The golden light in Yang Jian's eyes grew dimmer and dimmer, and his body cracked open with streaks of blood.
He remained standing.
He did not back down.
He stared at the Eastern King, his jaw stained with blood.
"You are but a remnant soul, how dare you call yourself 'I'?"
The Eastern King's face twisted into a ferocious expression, his killing intent intensifying.
"Ants, die!"
The chaotic divine lightning finally struck Yang Jian's forehead.
At that very moment, an aura appeared.
In an instant, the entire void was frozen in place.
The Chaos Divine Lightning stopped three inches away from Yang Jian's brow, unable to advance even an inch further.
The golden light emitted from the dragon-headed staff stopped in mid-air.
The surging Buddha light stopped.
The golden dragon scissors that were flying backwards came to a stop.
Even a single drop of blood that fell from the sky hung suspended in the void.
"who!"
The Eastern King's pupils contracted sharply, and for the first time, his face revealed undisguised terror.
"Who dares to ruin my grand plan!"
He frantically urged the dragon-headed staff, and the dragon on the staff's head let out a low roar, but it couldn't even move its whiskers.
"impossible!"
The Eastern King Duke cried out in disbelief.
"My Purple Mansion Sealing Heaven Formation can even conceal the divine sense of a saint!"
"Who are you?!"
The Holy Mother of Wudang suddenly looked up, and all the coldness in her eyes vanished.
Master Yu Ding froze on the spot, his throat bobbing.
Yunxiao looked into the depths of the void, his eyes shining with the light of relief after surviving a calamity.
Yang Jian was shocked, and his eyes immediately reddened.
"This aura..."
"It's Master!"
The next moment, a foot stepped out from the void.
There was no divine light to clear the way.
Without any magical protection.
Only one young man dressed in a blue Taoist robe walked out slowly.
As soon as he appeared, the countless array patterns that the Eastern King had set up collapsed simultaneously.
The Purple Palace and Celestial Court trembled, and ten thousand palaces bowed low.
The lingering soul within the dragon-headed staff screamed, like a shadow cast by the blazing sun.
"Bull Bull!"
The Eastern King's voice trembled, and he staggered back several steps.
"Why are you here!"
"How could you possibly get in!"
Niu Ben raised his hand and flicked it.
The chaotic divine lightning that had stopped in front of Yang Jian's brow exploded into countless points of light on the spot.
The oppressive aura emanating from Yang Jian dissipated, and he staggered a step, only to be supported by a gentle magical force.
"Disciple greets Master!"
Despite his injuries, Yang Jian knelt on one knee.
"Greetings, Senior Brother!"
The Holy Mother of Wudang, Yunxiao, Qiongxiao, Bixiao, and Yuding Zhenren all paid their respects at the same time.
Their voices were filled with suppressed ecstasy.
"The eldest brother is here!"
Bixiao jumped up immediately, her face no longer showing any fear.
"Hahaha, let's see how arrogant this old ghost can be now!"
Master Yu Ding let out a long breath, and his hand holding the sword finally steadied.
"With the eldest brother here, the outcome is already decided."
Ananda's expression changed repeatedly before he finally bowed his head and clasped his hands in prayer.
"Amitabha Buddha, I have met the Sage Niu Ben."