Chapter 2207: Golden Body Shattered
"Dong!" It was as if an ancient sound rang out. The ancient cauldron and the palm converged, yet both halted in the void. One hundred and eight Buddhas simultaneously protected the Dharma, resisting the power of the heavens, locked in a stalemate in the void!
"Kong Ming's strength is formidable. He's like an ancient Buddha reincarnated, possessing supreme Buddhist power. He has cultivated the power of Buddhism to its extreme, reaching the pinnacle. He's like an ancient Buddha. This kind of strength is too terrifying. Lin Feng transformed into an ancient cauldron, using sacred techniques, but the one hundred and eight Buddhas stood firm like pillars holding up the sky, resisting the attack. How terrifying."
The crowd's hearts were all immensely shaken. The battle between these two was too dazzling, their power boundless.
On the other side, the battle between Chu Chunqiu and Zhou Rongman was also extremely intense. Chu Chunqiu released his Heaven-Swallowing Intent to its limit, devouring heaven and earth, seizing Zhou Rongman's will. At the same time, an incredibly terrifying spiritual will erupted. Zhou Rongman's vertical golden eye on his brow opened, unleashing a frantic attack. However, Chu Chunqiu always maintained a certain distance from him, maximizing Zhou Rongman's weakness and diminishing his offensive talent.
"Zhou Rongman's weakness is being exploited to the fullest. This battle will be very difficult for him. Chu Chunqiu's erupted spiritual will is too terrifying. His Heaven-Swallowing Intent makes it impossible for Zhou Rongman to sustain a long fight. His physical body and defense are unparalleled, but his weakness is too obvious," the crowd thought to themselves. In truth, Zhou Rongman's speed wasn't slow, but compared to the people on this stage, it seemed somewhat sluggish.
Just then, a series of Buddhist chants appeared, shaking heaven and earth. Everyone turned their gazes and saw the one hundred and eight Buddhas guarding the ten-foot golden body once again spitting out Sanskrit sounds. Waves of terrifying golden Buddha light continuously crashed against the ancient cauldron, causing it to tremble slightly. The Buddhist chants continued endlessly, the golden body indestructible, infinite and eternal.
"Kong Ming's one hundred and eight guarding Buddhas can also emit the Great Sanskrit Chant, shaking the ancient cauldron." The crowd's hearts trembled slightly. Kong Ming's abilities were more perfect than Zhou Rongman's. Whether in attack or defense, he was very well-rounded. Both single-target and area-of-effect attacks were very strong. As for his speed, it was unclear, because Kong Ming had never moved. He was like an ancient Buddha, sitting in the void from start to finish, transformed into an indestructible golden Buddha body.
"At this rate, we'll have to see if Lin Feng's external incarnations can make a difference. Otherwise, this stalemate will eventually be broken by Kong Ming. The ancient cauldron cannot suppress the ancient Buddha." The crowd turned their gazes and saw Lin Feng's external incarnations seemingly move, transforming into holy spirit swords, frantically merging together. At the same time, one central external incarnation carved an array, an Immortal Terrace Array, which quickly took shape.
The holy spirit swords intertwined and merged, forming a massive ancient sword. One of Lin Feng's bodies' palms trembled, and the ancient sword broke through the air, charging into the Immortal Terrace Array. Its power grew wildly. Then, with a fierce tremor, it roared towards Kong Ming. However, it did not stab at Kong Ming. Instead, carrying the momentum of heaven and earth and the intent of the primordial wasteland, it heavily suppressed itself in the void, stopping right beside the ancient cauldron, firmly suppressing itself there. A terrifying sealing power emanated. Instantly, the power of the Ten Thousand Buddhas Worshiping Heaven seemed to weaken by several degrees. The supreme Sanskrit chants also seemed to be weakened, suppressed.
"Sealing! Lin Feng's endless external incarnations can also be transformed into combat power. These two guys are both too terrifying, charging all the way to the top of the black path, becoming the number one of the Nine Heavens."
"Lin Feng hasn't stopped yet. The second sword is already being condensed and taking shape." The crowd's hearts were shaken. It was another giant sword formed by the fusion of holy spirits, seizing the momentum of heaven and earth, seizing the power of creation. The void seemed to transform into the primordial wasteland, with only his sword remaining.
Soon, the second ancient sword vibrated out, still suppressing itself in the void, possessing a terrifying aura, spanning across. The Buddhist Sanskrit chants were weakened again, as if suppressed.
When the third ancient sword broke through the air, Kong Ming's true body moved. He raised his head, and it seemed all the Buddhas of heaven and earth also raised their heads simultaneously. In their eyes, there was supreme golden light. From their mouths, Sanskrit chants rolled forth, as if supreme Buddhist techniques were intertwining and forming. Lin Feng's external incarnations accelerated their movements. Ancient swords frantically took shape. At this moment, six massive ancient swords simultaneously spanned the void, as if to swallow the power of heaven and earth, this sky, this land.
Kong Ming's lips moved. Traces of indestructible Sanskrit chants frantically spewed out, transforming into terrifying golden ancient seals. They arranged and intertwined before him. Golden Buddha palm prints frantically interweaved, resembling palm prints, yet also resembling Buddhist true-word ancient characters. They outlined the image of a Buddha, which then heavily blasted towards the ancient cauldron.
"Suppress!" Lin Feng's external incarnations advanced simultaneously with the ancient swords. Six ancient swords guarded six directions. Nine ancient swords attacked, guarding the nine directions of the ancient cauldron. The momentum was terrifying. Yet almost at the same instant, Kong Ming's attack arrived. Rumbling, terrifying sounds of impact continued. The ancient cauldron shook, as if the ancient swords were about to be pulled away, but they still held steady.
One of Lin Feng's external incarnations descended. It did not attack directly but instead carved an array in the void, integrating the ancient cauldron and the nine swords into the array. The Buddhist chants seemed to be extinguished. The Ten Thousand Buddhas Worshiping Heaven wanted to raise their heads to pay homage, but under that supreme power, even the Buddhas lowered their heads.
The array intertwined and formed. The nine swords rotated. The aura of the primordial wasteland frantically surged forward. Heaven and earth seemed to transform into a world of primordial desolation. Only desolation remained. Everything else had to shatter. The golden body seemed to crack. The Buddhas had to be slain.
"Three great ancient sacred techniques. Was the Prophet's prophecy from the past really not wrong?" Kong Ming's golden body murmured softly. He had challenged Lin Feng not only because they came from the same place, but also because he had another thought. With his current strength, he wanted to prove that the Prophet's prophecy from the past was wrong. Because back then, the person the Prophet valued most was not him, but Lin Feng.
Kong Ming didn't need to prove anything. With his power, he didn't need to pursue defeating Lin Feng; that wasn't his goal. But since they met again on this stage and saw the Prophet again, he still wanted to prove something. But was the Prophet's Heavenly Fate Art truly so powerful? If even he were to lose, then what kind of existence was Lin Feng?
Kong Ming knew clearly that he had cultivated step by step, each step's foundation being extremely solid and firm. Even when the Divine Temple was before him in the past, he hadn't wavered. Entering the Twelve Divine Temples, he never had the intention of becoming a temple martial artist. Instead, he relied on his own power. Every step he took was as solid as if rooted in the earth. It was this that made him have no weaknesses.
The nine swords of heaven and earth frantically rotated, then slowly pressed forward together with the ancient cauldron. A crisp cracking sound rang out, as if a Buddha's golden body was shattering, cracks appearing.
"It's shattering." That sound wasn't loud, but it fell upon the eardrums of the crowd, causing their hearts to tremble along with it.
"Crack..." The sound came again. The golden Buddha was cracking, unable to pay homage. Under that supreme power, it was being suppressed and destroyed, shattering.
"Go!" Kong Ming murmured softly. The one hundred and eight Buddhas all raised their heads, their expressions solemn. Ten Thousand Buddhas Worshiping Heaven, even knowing destruction lay ahead, still advanced with heads held high. The cracking sounds continued. One Buddha after another frantically exploded and shattered. Yet, Buddhas continued to arrive one after another before the ancient cauldron, their palms fiercely striking out at it. The terrifying "dong dong" sounds continued. The ancient cauldron trembled. If not for the Nine True Words and the nine swords protecting it, it might not have been able to withstand it.
The ten-foot indestructible golden body also showed cracks. A cracking sound came out. Kong Ming closed his eyes, spitting out Sanskrit chants from his mouth. The rumbling sounds of explosions continued. The Buddhas fell. The golden body exploded and shattered. Kong Ming's body retreated sharply, breaking free from that sealing power. Then, he slowly floated down to the ground, looking at the destructive power in the void, and said, "In this battle, I am defeated."
The nine swords disappeared along with the golden body. The ancient cauldron transformed back into Lin Feng's body. Lin Feng coughed lightly, his face slightly pale, his internal organs in turmoil. This victory was incredibly hard-won. Yet, his spine remained straight, his long robe fluttering, his gaze proud as he looked at heaven and earth. At this Nine Heavens Gathering, only the final battle remained.
"Lin Feng won. He defeated Kong Ming. From over a hundred seats, he charged all the way to the end." The crowd sighed in their hearts. Yet, no one thought Lin Feng was lucky. This was achieved step by step with supreme strength. He had defeated one terrifying existence after another. The First Lord of Tai Xiao, the First Lord of Shen Xiao, one after another, fell before him. Even Kong Ming admitted defeat. According to the agreement among the four of them, before Lin Feng, only the final battle remained.
"Perhaps, even the final battle won't be necessary. Is Kong Ming's strength weaker than Chu Chunqiu's?"
Many people thought to themselves. They just didn't know how the four of them would still fight. But one thing was certain: Lin Feng was at least among the top two of the Nine Heavens, either the Supreme or the second seat!