Chapter 1181: Chapter 721: Slay Shenxu Ancestor! _2

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Shenxu Ancestor’s eyes revealed a hint of confusion until he noticed the faint white light emanating from Shen Yi’s body. His pupils involuntarily moved slightly: “I didn’t know that my own Treasure Pill could someday attain a position in the heavens.”

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Shen Yi had anticipated that his Taixu Dao Fruit would be sealed before entering.

But what is called an anchor point is nothing more than a connection that guides oneself back to the true world, and the Immortal Seal is undoubtedly one of the creations most closely connected to that world.

The final action of placing a hand on Ye Lan’s shoulder was to leave that Immortal Seal on the other party.

“Are you planning to stare me to death with those eyes?”

As his ink-black robe fluttered, Shen Yi, glowing with a faint light, stepped out of the grey mist, surprisingly approaching the Shenxu Ancestor proactively.

“Ho.”

Taking in the youth’s actions, Shenxu Ancestor remained silent for a moment before suddenly letting out a sneer.

The youth’s response was entirely appropriate, even showing signs of alertness and wisdom.

But it was precisely because of this that when such actions were completely meaningless, they seemed even more laughable.

“Seeking death.”

As soon as the cruel voice resounded, the grey mist whipped up once more, but unlike the previous unconscious engulfment, it was now clearly controlled by someone, transforming into a pair of giant hands, followed by an immense body whose summit was unseen.

At the top were those turbid eyes.

When this world turned into a giant, a thick oppressive feeling finally enveloped Shen Yi wholly.

Yet, his steps had no intention of halting.

Even though those gigantic hands, bearing the weight of the heavens, ruthlessly pressed down from above.

Lotus leaves floated out from Shen Yi’s sleeves, stirring up boundless Buddha Light, coalescing into the form of Six-Armed Bodhisattva, with the Golden River wantonly surging, this shadow moved with him.

With just a casual wave of his sleeve, the shadow replicated the motion, easily shattering the pressing hands made of grey mist.

Rumble!

Shen Yi walked to the front of this giant of grey mist. Under the gaze of those eyes, without a word, he suddenly stomped forward as if intending to kick over a small mound of earth in front of him.

However, reflected in the Six-Armed shadow, this bold kick was akin to a golden bolt of thunder piercing the sky. Amidst the violent howling sound, the body that the Shenxu Ancestor had just summoned was once again blasted into the boundless grey mist!

“Is it amusing?”

Shen Yi casually ground his boot heel, slightly lowering his eyes: “Come out.”

A faint commanding tone lingered in his unhurried voice.

Clearly a “Immortal Pill” trapped within the Taixu Realm, yet now displaying a vivid posture of arrogance.

Perhaps it’s the long years of dormancy.

Upon suddenly seeing this golden light, Shenxu Ancestor found it momentarily dazzling, squinting his eyes slightly, gazing somewhat dazedly at the equally towering Six-Armed shadow as himself, with an increasingly hoarse voice:

“Are you… a Bodhisattva?”

The scene before him gave Shenxu Ancestor the feeling akin to seeing a fish on a pan suddenly turn into a human.

He looked once more at the Shen Yi below.

Any Third Grade expert at this moment would begin contemplating whether it was worth it.

Despite the enticing allure of Six Thousand Tribulations’ Treasure Pill, engaging in a death battle with a cultivator of the same realm for it seemed rather unwise.

Just like the Thousand-Armed Bodhisattva earlier, upon witnessing Shen Yi manifesting a Bodhisattva Dharma Aspect, they had no hesitation in harboring the intention of retreat, their minds fully occupied with thoughts of how to flee the Divine Dynasty’s territory.

Now, being within the Taixu Realm, unless confronted by a Primordial Chaos Great Luo Golden Immortal, or that of the Great Freedom Bodhisattva, both with meticulously planned strategies against him, escaping was almost too easy.

But after a prolonged silence, he let out a laugh as though a broken bell: “Bodhisattva of the Bodhi Sect… is an Elixir… Thirty-Six in number…”

“Only Thirty-Six! Walking within the Taixu Realm!”

“You dare call me out!”

With a swift parting of the surrounding grey mist like a curtain, the massive eyes slowly faded into the horizon.

Only a silent and desolate territory remained.

In the next moment, a normal-sized figure abruptly gathered in front of Shen Yi, with the two of them merely an inch apart, their gaze almost locked in contact.

An old man with hair and beard all white, draped in a gossamer robe of silkworm silk, with six semi-transparent streamers on his back fluttering in a windless manner.

It should have been a celestial and ethereal figure.

Yet, due to the twitching of the old man’s eyes and his distorted facial features, the whole person appeared grimly fierce: “Ancestor has come out, what can you do to me?”

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Shen Yi looked at the slightly bloodshot eyes in front of him.

After pondering for a moment.

The next instant, his defined bone hand unprovokedly swung across the old man’s face, and with it, the Golden River surged wildly, its vast power unleashed entirely.

Slap!

The entire Shenxu Ancestor flew backward, like the perfect stone skipping across the dim terrain over ten times.

After sliding over a hundred feet, he lay sprawled on his back, staring intently at Shen Yi, one hand covering his face, still full of disbelief.

Although appearing out, he… he was a soul body!

At this moment, Shenxu Ancestor barely noticed that the shadow that blots out the sky had, at some point, bent down, with six arms thrust into this void ground like heavenly pillars, forming a cage around him.

Under the spilled golden light from those Six Arms, all Myriad Laws were suppressed!

This was merely one of the techniques Shen Yi had realized from that Broken Fruit Position.

Through panel simulation and comprehension during this time, he was no longer the brutish Bodhisattva of mere cultivation strength as before.

“Well struck, well struck.”

Shenxu Ancestor whispered, nodding repeatedly. If not for this slap, he almost forgot his innate fierceness!

In an instant, he flipped himself over.

Among the dim terrain suddenly appeared movements like earth dragons plowing, with continuous clattering sounds, deeper-than-grey mist strands of blackness rose, entwining the pillar-like golden Six Arms in an instant.

The accumulated Tribulation Power finally no longer held back, and Shenxu Ancestor’s Heavenly Dao Order Origin began functioning.

Six over three, nearly doubling the foundation of Shen Yi!

With such a vast disparity.

The Six Arms appeared corroded, with the golden light peeling away like a wall skin, becoming mottled and ugly, with streaks of cracks spreading across, seemingly about to collapse.

“On Ancestor’s territory, yet you dare behave so boldly.”

“Die!”

Shenxu Ancestor let out an inhuman screech, his entire body pouncing forward, five fingers like eagle claws, straight towards Shen Yi’s Divine Soul.

After shattering the seal suppressed by the Golden River, it was difficult for the other party even to touch him; apart from waiting for death, there was no other choice.

Slap!

Shen Yi countered with another slap, sending the pursuing figure sprawling at his feet.

The crisp sound left Shenxu Ancestor utterly stunned, covering his face once again and looking up in bafflement.

“Sorry.”

Shen Yi lightly flicked the jade pendant at his waist, lowering his gaze: “Besides the Immortal Court, I also hold a position on earth.”

The billowing Emperor’s Aura covered the surface of the Six-Armed Bodhisattva Dharma, blocking the encroaching black mist, rekindling the golden light.

“By the way, this is also not your territory.”

“This is the Great Nan Continent.”

“The entire Great Nan Continent is under my jurisdiction.”

Shen Yi slightly bent down, gazing at the Shenxu Ancestor in front of him, his palm slowly hovering over the other’s brow.

Between his fair, jade-like fingers, strands of golden patterns began to weave, converging into a peculiar character in the blink of an eye.

Although the Shenxu Daluo Dao Fruit already possessed many unparalleled life-preserving means, in direct Daoist combat, it naturally lagged behind. Otherwise, if possessing both, this ancestor wouldn’t have remained dormant for years.

On the other hand, the Bodhisattva Fruit Position, born from the Spiritual Power Protection Scripture, was a hands-on combat specialist.

When Shenxu Ancestor consciously abandoned his advantages, and Shen Yi compensated for his shortcomings, the outcome of this Daoist combat was already predetermined.

Demon subjugation is truly the Walker’s forte.

Watching the strange character in his palm descend lightly onto Shenxu Ancestor’s brow, Shen Yi knew he had guessed correctly.

Suddenly, the celestial and ethereal old man reacted as though his lifeline was sealed, frantically writhing on the ground, yet unable to produce a sound.

His body began to shrink drastically, soon twisting into a fingernail-sized snow-white beetle with six transparent wings growing from its back, furiously flapping.

“Now, Shenxu Mountain belongs to me too.”

Shen Yi stood up, the Bodhisattva Dharma shadow returning to his body, as if he had grown six arms himself.

Under the shadow’s coverage, he gently placed a foot upon the beetle, turning the toe of his shoe slowly, using supreme magical power, crushing the beetle into a pile of blood sludge.

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