Chapter 1101 - 1100: Can't Be Killed?

Southern Heaven, Mount Putuo!

At this moment.

The whole world seemed to have the wind halt in its tracks, as everyone stared in speechless awe at the sky. Beneath the vast heavens, Ye Qingchen stood among the myriad Buddhas, his black hair flowing with the wind, eyes ablaze with divine brilliance, robes fluttering dramatically in the air.

True Qi surging like a tidal wave, Qi Blood roaring like a furious storm!

He appeared like a god on earth!

Ye the Demon VS Southern Heaven Buddhism!

No one had expected.

After Fuhong's death, Vajra Temple would completely turn against them, rallying Southern Heaven Buddhism, wagering millennia of Buddhist fortune. The onlookers were dazed, remembering the battle six months ago when the Thirty-Six Sects of the Celestial South besieged Ye Qingchen above Black Water River.

That battle.

Ye Qingchen escaped into the heavens, returning with heaven-shocking might, standing supreme over the peak of Southern Heaven. This battle, will he fall here, or will he rise with the wind of Buddhist fortune beneath him!

No one knows the outcome!

But the war has already begun!

Boom!

Within Vajra Temple, Fish Monk, second only to Fuhong in power, was already surrounded by raging thunder, raising a mighty hand, summoning endless Thunder Dragons, like a Vajra, a fierce beast, crushing down fiercely!

At this moment.

The Four Vajras also invoked all their life's cultivation.

Within the void.

Suddenly rose four Buddhas formed entirely of earth, wind, water, and fire, instantly surrounding Ye Qingchen, as they all lifted their hands, four giant wild dragons were already rushing forth from the void, charging to besiege!

A thousand Earth Immortals in the vicinity cried out in unison:

"Evil Demon! Meet your end!"

Amidst the thunderous shouts.

They raised their hands, golden Buddha light gathered, forming golden, Buddha-inscribed Demon-Subduing Pestles in their hands. As they formed, they transformed into a rain of bullets, bursting out explosively.

Outside this, countless Human Immortals clasped their hands together, chanting sutras. The chants turned into waves, transforming into golden chains, wrapping toward Ye Qingchen!

This battle, Buddhism has wagered its thousand-year fortune, it's either Ye Qingchen dies or Buddhism's backbone is crushed completely, unable to rise ever again, so at this moment, there's no holding back.

Thus.

Even Ye Qingchen at this moment, his eyes were grave to the extreme.

"Bang!"

He struck out with a palm, its force ferocious as if an ancient Dragon Elephant stepped forth, with infinite Dragon Elephant Power moving at this moment, slashing out vigorously with the momentum to crush everything, crashing down onto Fish Monk's Thunder Palm!

"Screech!"

A terrifying ripping sound arose, that sky-covering Thunder Palm suddenly shattered under Ye Qingchen's palm. Countless lightning bolts transformed into a thunderstorm, dispersing in all directions.

Fish Monk was struck by the impact accompanying this palm, recoiling violently, Qi Blood churning!

"This demon still possesses such terrifying combat power?"

Fish Monk was shaken within.

He originally thought Ye Qingchen, after battling Fuhong, would at least be an arrow at the end of its flight, yet unexpectedly, the opponent's Qi Blood, True Qi remained vast and unceasing, like an angry tide.

At this moment.

After Ye Qingchen struck out with his palm, he had already pointed his fingers together and slashed, releasing a brilliant sword light. The sword light circled, encompassing the surroundings, and the four wild dragons formed of earth, wind, water, and fire shattered upon impact.

Forcing the Four Vajras who attempted to approach back!

Then, he clasped both hands together.

Surging True Qi was instantly released, sweeping away at a sweep, raising storms, blocking the overwhelming Demon-Subduing Pestles.

Stopping the Eight Guardians from closing in!

No matter how those overwhelming attacks splashed endless sparks on the shield, they couldn't budge it an inch. His surging Qi Blood further shredded the incoming golden chains.

At that instant.

Ye Qingchen had already forcibly blocked the heavenly offensive.

"How is this possible?"

A cry of disbelief suddenly arose.

Everyone was astounded.

Such an offensive, if it were faced by any other Celestial Immortal, they would have already been in disarray. Even if not riddled in the first wave, they'd be gravely injured.

But who knew, Ye Qingchen was left unscathed.

Simply beyond their imagination.

"Are these the means you wagered Buddhist fortune on? It's nothing special after all!"

Ye Qingchen slowly lifted his head, capturing the frightened, shocked, and fearful expressions on everyone's faces, then smirked: "In that case, let me show you my methods!"

"Not good!"

As soon as the words fell.

Fish Monk cried out in alarm, only feeling his hair standing on end.

"Buzz!"

Without any hesitation, he swiftly clasped his hands together, thunder erupted around him, amidst flashing lightning, countless electric snakes coiled, and encircled layer upon layer outside his body, forming a Thunder Buddha.

But he overestimated his own power while underestimating Ye Qingchen's methods!

"Screech!"

Almost the instant the Thunder Buddha formed.

Fish Monk saw a chilling sword light swiftly passing by, sweeping through his body. Then the world in his eyes turned upside down, sky and earth reversed. He himself found his distance from his body growing further and further...

Looking down, he discovered himself had been cut in half by Ye Qingchen's earlier sword!

"Heavens!"

However.

Ever since the battle started, most people outside Mount Putuo had already dispersed. But some top-level Earth Immortals, Half-Step Celestial Immortals, relying on their cultivation, stayed afar to watch.

When they saw Fish Monk slain by Ye Qingchen with one sword, they erupted in a sea of exclamations.

"Fish Monk!"

Hui Le cried out.

Yet.

Before his voice fell.

He saw a phantom flickering before him, Ye Qingchen had already stepped forth, arriving beside him. The Star Sword spun, slashing down fiercely, tearing everything apart. Not even Fuhong could withstand Ye Qingchen's sword, let alone these pretenders stepping into the realm of Celestial Immortals?

Sword light swirled, blood spilled.

With one blow, Hui Le was cleaved open, Ye Qingchen charged with sword in hand, plunging into the crowd. The Star Sword swept up a chilling moonlight, wherever it went, flesh scattered, limbs flew, wherever it went, none could stop!

In almost an instant.

Fish Monk, Hui Le, along with the Four Vajras, Eight Guardians, a total of thirteen Celestial Immortals were all slaughtered by Ye Qingchen, as if the heavens were falling and the earth collapsed.

Just as Ye Qingchen was about to advance toward the multitudes of Earth Immortals, to slaughter across the vast Buddha realm.

Suddenly.

Intense lightning crashed down fiercely like thunder from the nine heavens, directly shattering the space as if to tear it apart.

"Get away!"

Ye Qingchen's gaze shifted, raising a hand to strike fiercely.

"Boom!"

The palms collided.

Lightning flashed, following the lightning, a figure gradually became clear.

"How is this possible?"

Upon seeing this figure, Ye Qingchen's pupils contracted.

The person was none other.

Than the Fish Monk whom he'd previously cut in half.

"Amitabha!"

Fish Monk remained expressionless, reciting the Buddha name.

Amidst the Buddha name, lightning surged again, forming a halo behind his head.

And within the void.

The previously slain Hui Le, Hui Xuan, Hui Ming, Hui Zhi, and even the Eight Guardians, one by one reappeared from the Buddha light. Their aura unchanged, with no decline whatsoever!

At this moment.

The heavenly Buddha light remained.

The resonant Buddha names resounded to the heavens!