# Chapter 2206: Unmatched Attack
In Divine Thunder City, countless people watched the battle projected before them. The battle between Kong Ming and Lin Feng—before the Nine Heavens Gathering began, no one would have thought that the final combatants would be the always low-key Holy Mountain cultivator Kong Ming, Lin Feng who had been angered by the Heavenly Demon Thunder Clan, the unknown Zhou Rongman, and Chu Chunqiu from Qingxiao Continent.
Nor did they imagine that these four would be powerful to such an extent. The First Lord of Divine Thunder, Hua Qingfeng, no longer had the qualifications to fight them.
The collision of the Great Compassion Mantra and the Nine Nether Demon Melody added even more luster to this battle. The people of Divine Thunder City, upon hearing the Great Compassion Mantra, were all affected, let alone Lin Feng who was directly facing Kong Ming. At this moment, his experience was the most profound. That Buddhist purifying melody, or rather incantation, sought to make one abandon everything, to set aside the will to fight, the will to compete, leaving only an empty spirit. If one's will was not firm, they would easily be influenced by it, abandoning their fighting intent, even entering the Buddhist path, making their martial dao heart completely empty talk.
Like the Nine Nether Demon Melody, the Great Compassion Mantra was a melody that could seize one's will. The Nine Nether Demon Melody caused one to fall into the demonic path, becoming a demon, controlled by the demonic melody, becoming a demon puppet. The Great Compassion Mantra was not as domineering as the Nine Nether Demon Melody, but its effect was in no way inferior. At this moment, in the sky above, Buddhist light and demonic light continuously collided and intermingled. The demonic light was being eroded, as if it was not as strong as the Buddhist light.
"Buddha and demon are separated by a single thought. If Buddhist cultivators were truly compassionate, without anger or joy, why would they need to cultivate supreme power and compete for the number one of the Nine Heavens? Everything is illusion. One thought becomes Buddha, one thought becomes demon. I cultivate the demonic path, defying the heavens. Heaven cannot aid me, so how could Buddha affect my will?"
Lin Feng thought to himself, his expression calm, not deceived by the Buddhist incantation. In his eyes, there was only his opponent. Kong Ming cultivated the Indestructible Golden Body, with one hundred and eight Buddha statues protecting him. His physical body had already reached a state where all techniques could not harm it. Ordinary attacks probably could not injure him in the slightest.
Thinking this, Lin Feng formed a sword technique with his hand, then slashed out with a single sword strike. In an instant, it descended upon Kong Ming. Kong Ming did not deliberately block it. Ten thousand Buddhist lights protected his body, and his own body was also a golden body. The sharp sword slashed across, producing a crisp sound, then under the Buddhist light, it annihilated and disappeared. Just as Lin Feng had expected, attacks of ordinary intensity were completely ineffective. Kong Ming could stand there and let him attack. Buddhist cultivators were naturally strong in defense, and with Kong Ming cultivating the Indestructible Golden Body, this was even more so. At the very least, in terms of defense, he was not inferior to Lin Feng, and ordinary attacks were also ineffective against him.
Demonic intent surged. Lin Feng extended his hand, and immediately streams of demonic light converged toward the Nine Nether in the sky, causing the Nine Nether demonic light not to retreat continuously. Although it could not affect Kong Ming, it at least prevented Kong Ming's Great Compassion Mantra from suppressing and affecting his battle.
At this moment, Kong Ming's eyes were slightly closed, but Sanskrit sounds continuously emerged from his mouth. Behind him, the one hundred and eight Buddha statues also chanted Sanskrit sounds with him. Ten thousand Buddhas paid homage to the Buddha. In an instant, streams of palm prints gathered together, transforming into a terrifying golden giant palm, like a golden mountain, which suddenly blasted toward Lin Feng. The moment its power was unleashed, Lin Feng felt suffocated, as if suppressed to the point of breathlessness. Moreover, the speed of that golden mountain-like palm print was extremely terrifying, as swift as a sword. In an instant, the overwhelming pressure surged over, leaving one unable to breathe.
This kind of attack made even the spectators' hearts tighten, extremely nervous. That mountain-like golden giant palm could easily destroy peaks and crush thousands of powerful cultivators. They could imagine that anyone standing before that golden mountain-like palm print would be blasted into dust, their bodies shattered.
"How strong is my power? This is just the right time to test it." Lin Feng thought to himself, his eyes turning cold. He stood proudly, his black hair wildly dancing under the pressure of the golden mountain, as if turning into straight black swords stabbing backward.
"He's not dodging or evading, nor is he gathering divine abilities to resist." The crowd's pupils contracted. They saw Lin Feng roar angrily, his long robe billowing like a demon king. His knees bent slightly, then he punched out explosively. That punch contained the purest, strongest power of his physical body, shattering everything, annihilating everything.
"Thump!" The suffocating pressure made Lin Feng feel as if he would collapse, but then a cracking sound was heard, followed by a booming explosion. The mountain-like golden palm print shattered and burst apart, turning into streams of golden light. Lin Feng stood there, completely unharmed, his clothes and long robe still billowing. That demon king-like figure was deeply imprinted in the crowd's minds. The remaining ones—Zhou Rongman, Kong Ming, and Lin Feng—these three, just their strength alone was terrifying enough to make ordinary Emperor realm cultivators tremble. That kind of imposing golden mountain palm print could be directly shattered.
However, Lin Feng's attack did not make Kong Ming open his eyes. He still sat before the Buddha statues, ten thousand Buddhas facing the sky, as if paying homage, as if every attack of his gathered the power of ten thousand Buddhas. This was the Ten Thousand Buddhas Facing the Sky Art, its might shaking heaven and earth.
The Sanskrit sounds grew louder and louder. Then, the crowd saw the Buddha statues simultaneously face the sky, open their mouths, and roar. In heaven and earth, endless Buddha roars trembled.
"Ah!" In Divine Thunder City, someone screamed, feeling as if their ears were splitting open. They clearly had not heard any sound, but their eardrums seemed to have shattered. This was the power of great sound being silent. That kind of sound was terrifying enough to shake people to death alive. Lin Feng felt his blood and veins churning, his eardrums vibrating, his internal organs seeming about to shatter and crack. It was too terrifying.
Moreover, this seemed to be just the beginning. The ten thousand Buddhas still faced the sky. One Buddha statue after another blasted out golden fist lights. One hundred and eight fist lights simultaneously pierced toward Lin Feng, annihilating everything that stood in their way into dust.
Lin Feng's expression congealed. Primordial intent surged around him, devouring the power of heaven and earth, converging into a supreme Suppression Sacred Fist. The fist shattered heaven and earth, endless and infinite, madly colliding with those Buddha fist lights that blasted toward him. In an instant, the dazzling collision seemed to want to turn the entire void into powder.
When all power shattered, Lin Feng looked at the one hundred and eight Buddha statues still moving. In the next moment, he did not know what attack would appear. The Ten Thousand Buddhas Facing the Sky Art made every attack powerful to an astonishing degree. To defeat Kong Ming, first, the Nine Nether Demon Melody had no advantage against the Great Compassion Mantra and could be abandoned. The power of curses would also definitely not have much effect against Kong Ming, whose Buddhist path was flourishing. Buddhist scriptures themselves contained many powerful incantations that could resist the power of curses, making all evils unable to invade.
Therefore, he could only use his strongest attack methods, using absolute attack, absolute power, to crush his golden body, crush the Buddha statues, and destroy them with the most direct means. Kong Ming was far more terrifying than Hua Qingfeng or Ni Cang, whom he had dealt with before. Those demonic curses and dream power would probably have limited effect. The other party had cultivated two supreme Buddhist powers to an extremely flourishing state, and this Ten Thousand Buddhas Facing the Sky Art was definitely at the Saint level, ignoring the three thousand great daos, annihilating everything.
Palm prints emerged. The Nine True Words appeared, coiling around his body. Lin Feng's body transformed, manifesting thousands of clones.
At the same time, the aura of the primordial age madly spread. Heaven and earth seemed to turn into the primordial age. The supreme power of Suppression slowly surged in all directions.
In the void, array light interwove. Lin Feng's true body extended his hand to carve characters, forming a huge array dao ancient character. An incomparably large Suppression character shone brilliantly. At the same time, Lin Feng's body madly spun. His meridians, his flesh and blood, all trembled. The Primordial Suppression Heaven Saint Art could evolve everything, suppress everything. In the past, the ancient saint Qin Shan had turned his body into a giant cauldron, suppressing the ancient saints in the chanting valley. What kind of power was that? Now, he did not need to suppress ancient saints; he only needed to suppress Kong Ming.
Lin Feng's true body soared into the air. The crowd was astonished to find that Lin Feng's true body had disappeared. At this moment, a brilliant giant cauldron appeared in the sky, before that Suppression character. At the same time, the light of the Nine True Words coiled around the ancient cauldron, devouring the power of heaven and earth, resonating with heaven and earth. The Nine True Words seemed to coexist with the Primordial Suppression Heaven Saint Art.
"Disappeared, transformed into a cauldron, suppressing the heavens?" The crowd looked up. That ancient cauldron, as if from the primordial age, exuded an eternal primordial power, also enhanced by the Nine True Words.
"Buzz!" Light flashed. The ancient cauldron that Lin Feng had transformed into pressed down toward Kong Ming. Ten thousand Buddhas faced the sky. Endless fist lights blasted out, striking the ancient cauldron, but were all suppressed and disappeared. Before this power that suppressed the heavens, any attack would be suppressed and crushed into dust.
And those phantom clones watched from the side, as if witnessing the true body suppressing Kong Ming. But Lin Feng actually understood that Kong Ming was far from being limited to this.
The terrifying Sanskrit sounds grew denser and denser, as if turning into Buddhist ancient characters. The one hundred and eight Buddha statues bowed, summoning supreme Buddhist light. In an instant, between heaven and earth, an incomparably large golden Buddha body, ten zhang tall, appeared, as if merging with Kong Ming. The one hundred and eight Buddha statues became the guardians of this giant ancient Buddha. The golden Buddha body poured out endless golden light, its hand forming a Buddhist seal. A supreme power spread out. No power could seize the Buddhist light.
The giant ancient cauldron pressed down. Then, the ten-zhang ancient Buddha's hand, forming the seal, raised diagonally upward, like a five-fingered golden mountain, pressing toward the ancient cauldron. How strong its power was could not be understood without truly experiencing it.
"Thump!" It seemed like an ancient sound rang out. The ancient cauldron and the palm intersected, but both stopped in the void. The one hundred and eight Buddha statues simultaneously guarded, resisting the power that suppressed the heavens, stalemated in the void.
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