Chapter 757: Ten Thousand Treasures Kasaya
The Third Prince of the Undying Blood Clan and Galuo Gu's strength had truly reached a horrifying level. As their blood and Buddhist qi dispersed, they transformed into two patches of clouds.
One must know that those who could secure a seat on the Book Mountain were all peak experts below the Half-Saint realm. Yet, when facing the two of them, they had no power to resist, losing in a single move.
Their ruthless methods were like a seed of terror planted in everyone's hearts, spreading continuously, causing the cultivators who had earlier claimed they would teach them a lesson to tremble all over.
Cultivating to the Ninth Change of the Fish-Dragon Realm was no easy feat. No one wished to see decades of bitter training destroyed in an instant. Since that was the case, no matter how humiliating it felt, they could only endure.
Endure for a moment, and the storm would pass.
Next, the Third Prince of the Undying Blood Clan and Galuo Gu passed through eighteen thousand seats of outstanding talents and three thousand seats of proud prodigies. They could only see figures trembling in fear, offering no resistance as they ascended to the mountainside of Book Mountain.
A look of disdain appeared in the Third Prince of the Undying Blood Clan's eyes. He gazed at the young cultivators on the one hundred and eight King Seats, revealing a half-smile. "Could it be that the so-called young kings also dare not make a move?"
This attitude of looking down on all the heroes of the world angered many.
Perhaps it was the overwhelming power the Third Prince of the Undying Blood Clan and Galuo Gu had displayed earlier that intimidated them. Or maybe the ancestors of their respective factions had secretly sent them messages, urging them to endure and not act, to avoid unforeseen trouble.
Thus, under the arrogant demeanor of the Third Prince of the Undying Blood Clan, the young experts on the King Seats remained silent, even closing their eyes, as if the matter did not concern them.
"Haha!"
The Third Prince of the Undying Blood Clan let out a loud laugh, the sound echoing throughout the entire Book Mountain.
On the fifty-third King Seat, Ao Xinyan suddenly stood up. Her beautiful eyes flashed with two sharp beams of light. "Do you truly believe your cultivation is unmatched in the world? Eastern Domain Sacred Academy, Ao Xinyan, formally challenges you."
On the thirty-sixth King Seat, a young man in a purple Spiritual Power Master robe, holding a green wooden sacred staff, also stood up, fixing his gaze on Galuo Gu with heroic spirit. "Earth Divine Temple, Feng Chengyu."
"Whoosh!"
Ao Xinyan and Feng Chengyu simultaneously executed their movement techniques, turning into two afterimages that shot out from different directions, appearing above the staircase. They faced the two evil cultivators below with a tense stance.
The fact that they could sit on the King Seats already demonstrated their formidable strength.
The cultivators at the foot of Book Mountain erupted in excitement, the earlier frustration swept away.
"Feng Chengyu has finally made his move. I wonder how astonishing his control over spiritual power has become?"
"It is said that Ao Xinyan refined the Divine Dragon Bone, breaking through to the Ninth Change of the Fish-Dragon Realm in one go, becoming the number one expert of the Eastern Domain Sacred Academy. Although she has just broken through, she can already contend with experts who have been famous for decades, securing her position as a king."
The crowd buzzed with discussion, recounting some of the deeds and legends of Feng Chengyu and Ao Xinyan.
Both Feng Chengyu and Ao Xinyan had extraordinary backgrounds, representing the strongest forces of the Earth Divine Temple and the Eastern Domain Sacred Academy, respectively.
Ao Xinyan released her protective sacred aura. A mass of purple qi surged from her chest, transforming into a purple divine dragon that tightly coiled around her delicate body.
The vast purple qi continuously emanated from the purple divine dragon, shrouding most of Book Mountain in a purple haze.
"Rising Dragon Finger."
Ao Xinyan pressed her index and middle fingers together, channeling surging divine dragon qi straight to her fingertips, forming a beam of light that struck downward.
"Well done."
The Third Prince of the Undying Blood Clan also struck out with a palm, condensing a hand seal that collided with the beam of light, which was a meter in diameter.
"Boom!"
With a deafening dragon roar, a ring of energy ripples spread outward like water patterns, piercing through Book Mountain and extending dozens of miles away.
The next moment, Ao Xinyan and the Third Prince of the Undying Blood Clan both retreated backward.
The Third Prince of the Undying Blood Clan quickly steadied himself, revealing a cold, mocking smile. He rubbed his palms together. "Interesting. Finally, a worthy opponent appears, and such a graceful and beautiful one at that. This prince likes her quite a bit. If you agree to be my princess, this prince might consider forgiving your earlier offense."
"Are you dreaming?" Ao Xinyan said.
"No one can refuse me."
The Third Prince of the Undying Blood Clan's eyes turned icy. He charged forward at an even faster speed, activating his blood qi to transform into a vast blood cloud.
The power of the blood cloud continuously devoured the purple qi around Ao Xinyan, pressing down on her.
After the earlier clash, Ao Xinyan felt her entire body's blood qi boiling and her arms numb. Before she could fully recover, she saw the Third Prince of the Undying Blood Clan already attacking.
"How can his recovery speed be so fast? Or did that strike have no effect on him at all?" Ao Xinyan's expression shifted slightly.
The situation was extremely dangerous. Ao Xinyan had no choice but to mobilize the power of the Divine Dragon Bone, channeling it into her Dragon Pattern Emerald Water Sword to meet the Third Prince of the Undying Blood Clan's attack.
"Bang!"
The Third Prince of the Undying Blood Clan used only his palm to clash with the Dragon Pattern Emerald Water Sword. Not only was he unharmed by the sword, but he also sent Ao Xinyan flying backward.
The power of his palm actually suppressed the might of the sacred artifact.
In another direction, Feng Chengyu and Galuo Gu entered a scroll micro-world, engaging in fierce combat.
Feng Chengyu was a proud son of the Earth Divine Temple, a spiritual power prodigy. Not only had he cultivated his spiritual power to the peak of the forty-fourth rank at a young age, allowing him to simultaneously control wind and water forces, but he also had extremely high attainments in formations, alchemy, artifact refining, beast taming, and runes. He surpassed many spiritual power Half-Saints, making him a true all-rounder.
Feng Chengyu held a green wooden sacred staff, one zhang and three chi long. He slammed it heavily against the ground, causing nine massive streams of sacred qi to surge from the nine sacred stones embedded in the staff, spreading outward in a spiral pattern.
"Nine-Turn Blood Serpent Formation."
Inscription patterns, like spider silk, emerged from the sacred qi, coalescing into a massive formation plate covering an area nine li in radius.
Nine enormous blood serpents burst forth from the formation plate, coiling in nine directions, emitting extremely powerful barbaric beast auras.
In the Divine Platform City, some spiritual power Half-Saints, mostly white-haired elders, recognized the formation Feng Chengyu had set up at a glance.
"A sixth-level formation, the Nine-Turn Blood Serpent Formation, is enough to suppress and kill slightly weaker first-rank Half-Saints. Even against a peak first-rank Half-Saint, it poses a certain threat."
"A young man with only forty-fourth-rank spiritual power can set up a sixth-level formation in such a short time. Even we old-timers feel ashamed."
"With just this Nine-Turn Blood Serpent Formation, Feng Chengyu can compete for a Realm Son seat."
The spiritual power Half-Saints and formation masters in the Divine Platform City held Feng Chengyu in high regard, hoping he could secure a Realm Son seat on behalf of spiritual power cultivators.
In the scroll world.
Galuo Gu stood like a rock, calm and unruffled. The light radiating from his body, however, grew brighter, as if he had turned into a golden sun.
"Amitabha."
Galuo Gu took a step forward, directly stepping into the Nine-Turn Blood Serpent Formation.
A golden Buddhist hand struck out in one direction.
With a thunderous crash, one of the blood serpents shattered into pieces, dispersing into a mass of blood qi.
Seeing this, everyone was greatly shocked. They had not expected Galuo Gu to be so powerful that he not only entered the Nine-Turn Blood Serpent Formation but also intended to break it single-handedly.
Ouyang Huan's expression changed slightly. "He can't be that strong. That's not power a Fish-Dragon Realm cultivator should be able to unleash."
With Ouyang Huan's strength, given enough time, he could also break the Nine-Turn Blood Serpent Formation.
But he would never dare to directly enter the Nine-Turn Blood Serpent Formation. Once inside, let alone breaking it, with his cultivation, he might even be trapped and killed within the formation.
What Ouyang Huan dared not do, Galuo Gu was doing.
Could it be that Galuo Gu's strength surpassed even Ouyang Huan's?
Shengshu Cainü's expression was also unpleasant, but she still tried to suppress her emotions. "The reason Galuo Gu is so powerful is because he is wearing the Ten Thousand Treasures Kasaya."
"What? The legendary Ten Thousand Treasures Kasaya?"
The nine people on the Realm Son Seats immediately fixed their gazes on the blood-colored kasaya on Galuo Gu's body.
The blood-colored kasaya was exceptionally wide, with golden inscription patterns dividing it into a net-like structure. At each intersection of the golden inscription patterns hung a small pendant, some shaped like pagodas, some like Buddhist beads, and some like Vajra seals. Each pendant emitted a starlike radiance.
Legend had it that the Ten Thousand Treasures Kasaya was the supreme treasure of the Ten Thousand Buddha Path. It had been passed down from ancient times to the present, worn by over ten thousand Buddhist saint monks.
Every saint monk who wore the Ten Thousand Treasures Kasaya would affix a Buddhist artifact onto the kasaya, merging it with the inscription patterns.
To this day, the number of Buddhist artifacts affixed to the Ten Thousand Treasures Kasaya had approached ten thousand, each comparable to a hundred-pattern sacred artifact.
A single kasaya containing ten thousand sacred artifacts—just thinking about it was enough to make one's scalp tingle.
If the full power of the Ten Thousand Treasures Kasaya could be unleashed, it would be enough to wrap up a lower-level ruin realm several thousand li in size and shatter it into dust in an instant.
Of course, even a Buddhist saint monk could not unleash the full power of the Ten Thousand Treasures Kasaya. Only the Buddha Emperor, if he were alive, would have that ability.
At this moment, Galuo Gu had not even unleashed one ten-thousandth of the Ten Thousand Treasures Kasaya's power.
Even so, wearing the Ten Thousand Treasures Kasaya, Galuo Gu was invincible, unmatched by anyone below the Half-Saint realm. Even among first-rank Half-Saints, he was a top-tier expert.