Chapter 174 To Kill a Yuanshen with a Finger?

Silence fell upon the cloud ship.

Wei Shaoyou swallowed, finding his ancestral master to be quite overbearing, far more so than the legendary Old Celestial Master.

Killing people and crushing their spirits, so ruthless.

He couldn't help but feel a touch of sympathy for the great monk.

He couldn't see the marvel of the severed finger turning into a person, but the expressions of the others were extremely solemn.

From this finger, they saw An Qisheng's unimaginable ability to survive.

Any enemy, even if they could kill him completely, unless they had the ability to exhaustively search the heavens and the earth, even if he left a single drop of blood in the vast sea of stars.

No one could truly kill him!

Was this, perhaps, an alternate form of immortality?

Tianji Daoren's mind wavered, and in an instant, he had a million thoughts, momentarily stunned.

"This great monk..."

Wei Shaoyou stared intently at the Great Kong Monk, not wanting to miss a thing, wondering about the great monk's reaction.

"Hoo!"

But contrary to Wei Shaoyou's expectations, the seemingly tyrannical and domineering great monk surprisingly didn't show the slightest anger. Instead, he exhaled a long breath:

"Good!"

Bang!

He stomped his foot and suddenly soared thousands of feet into the air, seemingly wanting to escape into the sea of stars.

As he ascended, his half-broken golden body suddenly shone brightly, like a firework blooming.

His dharma form manifested, expanding against the wind, so vast that it seemed to fill the heavens and the earth, obscuring the afterglow of the setting sun, as if night had suddenly fallen.

Buddha-light surged like roaring waves, and an invisible and chilling aura filled the universe.

In this day and age, few dared to hold back against An Qisheng, and the Great Kong Monk certainly couldn't.

Even if it was just a finger, he wouldn't hold back in the slightest.

Full power!

He didn't even care that his half-broken golden body was cracking inch by inch, and his lifelong mana was completely burned, illuminating the sky in an instant!

"Taiji Daoren, I'd like to see how you kill me with a single finger!"

The Great Kong Monk's dharma form was like a mountain, his arm stretching for miles, his fist clenched, and amidst the cries of the void, he carried an endless power of destruction, like a heavenly river plunging down, wanting to cleanse the world:

"Dawei Tianlong, World Honored One Tathagata, the Tianlong chants, Extinction Divine Fist!"

With a punch, the Great Kong Monk's mind suddenly emptied, feeling that his spirit, mana, and even his muscles and bones were all punched out of his body.

He felt that this punch, apart from the shattering of his golden body and serious injuries, was the most perfect punch he had ever thrown in his life.

Rumble!

The fist mark struck down horizontally, and the endless Buddha-light burst out with a cold and ruthless aura of destruction.

At the moment he threw the punch, the dragon-shaped tattoo on his shoulder and arm suddenly raised its head, its long whiskers trembling, its dragon eyes widened, and it let out a earth-shattering dragon roar:

"Roar~~~"

The golden Buddha-light evolved into endless power of destruction.

The fist mark struck horizontally, and from afar, even the clouds were suddenly torn to shreds. Further away, in the space of the deathly aura seal that An Qisheng had broken and had not yet healed.

The earth trembled, smoke and dust billowed, and mountains collapsed.

This strike was exhilarating for the Great Kong Monk, and its power was incomparably tyrannical.

While fanning the wind with his folding fan, Sa Wuling couldn't help but raise his eyes to look:

"This punch is somewhat presentable."

Yuanshen, Yuanshen, is ultimately 'spirit', and its power lies in the purity of the 'spirit'.

Whether you are good or evil, Buddhist or Taoist, demon or heretic, the more pure you are, the more powerful you become. At the limit, it becomes pure unity.

The Great Kong Monk before had many distracting thoughts in his mind. He couldn't calm his mind in cultivation, and his destruction wasn't thorough. He was named Great Kong (emptiness), but in reality, he wasn't empty at all.

He was far inferior to Tianji Daoren, whose Yuanshen was beginning to decay.

But at this moment, under the immense pressure of An Qisheng, countless distracting thoughts all turned into the thought of survival.

Seeking life from death!

Named Extinction, but in reality, seeking survival.

This punch was worth watching.

"The skin changes, the bones change, but the spirit is hard to change. Named Extinction Divine Fist, but in reality, it still can't get rid of the Tathagata Nine Seals, but it does have some new things, so it's still acceptable."

The fist intent poured down like a heavenly river, and An Qisheng still had the leisure to comment.

Until the fist intent crashed down, and the flood of destruction wanted to engulf everything, his body, formed by his nameless finger.

Then he stepped forward,

Ascended into the sky,

Let out a long howl,

Then, he pushed out a palm horizontally, striking upwards, as if the earth rose up together, wanting to envelop the dome of heaven!

Compared to An Qisheng, who was calm, composed, and even a little lukewarm.

This 'self' formed by his finger was unparalleled in violence.

With a horizontal push of his palm, the bursting blood energy was like thousands of thunderbolts exploding at the same time, and the blood color instantly surged, filling the heavens and the earth, shining with the endless Buddha-light from above.

"It's that move again!"

Above the sea of clouds, the Great Kong Monk's eyes narrowed.

He saw below the sea of clouds, as if mountains were rising from the ground, and with a horizontal push of that palm, that divine gate reappeared, majestic and sacred amidst the surging blood light.

Then it shifted horizontally with a bang, crashing heavily.

Boom!!

Sound waves filled the heavens and the earth, and mushroom clouds bloomed in the sky. Countless two-colored lights intertwined and flew horizontally, like a huge meteor shower sprinkling across the sky.

"Ah!"

On the cloud ship, Wei Shaoyou cried out, covering his eyes and falling backward to the ground. Two streams of blood tears flowed out, nearly blinding his eyes from the bursting bright light.

His mana aura was as fragile as paper, failing to provide any protection.

Sa Wuling stared at the sky, shaking his head slightly:

"What a pity for centuries of cultivation..."

Whoosh~

The earth-shattering collision seemed to last only an instant, and then dissipated in the rolling gale.

Clatter~

A finger fell from the sky, turning into a stream of light and returning to the palm of his hand.

An Qisheng sat cross-legged, his clothes and hair unmoved. He raised his eyebrows and looked at the Great Kong dharma form, which was frozen in the sky like a mosquito trapped in amber, and said:

"Killing you indeed doesn't require any excuse."

Above the sky, the air currents surged.

The Great Kong Monk's huge dharma form had already lost its voice, with no response.

Perhaps after a long time, or a short while later, as the clouds spread, it dissipated into the sky like green smoke.

Leaving only a long sigh echoing:

"Great Kong is not empty, extinction is not the end of life, teacher, ancestral master, our path, we have gone astray..."

No one knew what he saw at the last moment, what he realized, but they could hear that in the last sentence, he no longer had strong hostility or resentment.

It seemed that he had become more like a monk.

"May the master rest in peace, may you still have the opportunity to enter the Dao in the next life, and still have the chance to attain the Dao..."

Tianji Daoren stood on the cloud ship and sighed.

His expression was somewhat desolate.

He didn't have a deep friendship with Great Kong, but seeing a fellow Daoist who had cultivated for hundreds of years and finally achieved Yuanshen fall so sadly, he couldn't help but be moved.

Even though he had seen this scene more than once.

Ye Xiaoyi, Yan Xiake, and the others were all calm, without joy or sorrow, but they also felt that even Yuanshen would fall.

Whoosh~

After a long time, Tianji Daoren sat down cross-legged, facing An Qisheng, and said calmly:

"An Daoyou, play a game of chess with me..."

He spoke calmly, and An Qisheng responded crisply.

"Good!"

Tianji Daoren flicked his sleeve, and a chessboard appeared in front of them, with black and white pieces arranged on each side.

Clatter~

Tianji Daoren, holding the black pieces, moved first, placing a piece, and said softly:

"I originally had the opportunity to ascend to immortality... unfortunately, I was born at the wrong time."

Clatter~

An Qisheng followed with a white piece, placing it on the corner, not saying a word, listening to the Old Tianji recount.

"After the Youming Master fought with the heavens, Youming could no longer be born, and the heavenly secrets were also disrupted. Even though my innate calculations surpassed the sages and reached the peak, they also cut off the path ahead..."

The Old Tianji moved his pieces non-stop, his eyes deep, reminiscing about the past:

"The source of innate calculations is the heavens. The disruption of heavenly secrets cut off the path from the source. I once secluded myself in the deep mountains for hundreds of years, like Youming, I experienced tribulations in the world.

I once subdued demons and monsters, and I once saved the world. I once supported the Dragon Court, and I also borrowed luck to cultivate, but unfortunately, one thousand three hundred years, after Yuanshen, one thousand three hundred years...

No progress at all!"

His words were plain, but everyone on the cloud ship couldn't help but be touched.

They were all cultivators, and they understood the feeling of stagnation in cultivation the most.

A hero who had achieved Yuanshen for more than a thousand years had lost all possibility of progress due to the change in the heavens. This was an unbearable sorrow for any cultivator.

"Finally, I gave up my self-cultivation, traveled the world, and took in countless ears and eyes. Through the changes in all living beings, earth veins, and vegetation, and according to the clues in legends and classics, I pursued the traces of the Sovereign Heaven Ten Vices...

Finally, I discovered something..."

With a piece placed, Tianji Daoren paused and then said:

"The Sovereign Heaven Ten Vices come from the heavens, and they are born from the heavens. However, their bodies are born from the heavens, but their divine will is not!"

"Hmm?!"

Sa Wuling, Wei Shaoyou, Ye Xiaoyi, Yan Xiake, and the others were all shocked.

"Everyone can become a Sovereign Heaven Ten Vices!"

An Qisheng slowly opened his mouth.

Tianji Daoren was a little surprised, but he nodded:

"Not bad."

"In that case, you also told this secret to Heavenly Intent."

An Qisheng asked.

"It was me. Not only that, but I also gave up the position of national preceptor to Heavenly Intent."

Tianji Daoren was extremely frank:

"For thousands of years, the City God of the Underworld was first in Daqing, and I was second. If I didn't retreat, there was no possibility for Heavenly Intent to invade Daqing, let alone overwhelm Qin Wuyi...

Unfortunately, he still failed..."

Speaking of this, Tianji Daoren placed another piece.

His original intention was to force Heavenly Intent to hold the Myriad Dharma Assembly when the time was ripe, and then kill or repel him in full view of everyone.

After that, he would use his true body as a guide to control the national destiny divine dragon, and then plan for the Sovereign Heaven Ten Vices, but he didn't expect it to be nipped in the bud.

"You lost..."

With another piece placed, An Qisheng slowly raised his head:

"Why did you tell me these things?"

Clatter~

Tianji Daoren dropped the chess piece, admitting defeat:

"I guessed that you have a way to obtain information by fighting with people, but I don't want to fight with you. It's natural to tell you these things..."

He looked up at the sky and smiled for a long time:

"Another thing is, this old Daoist wants to see whether you will take my path in the face of the disaster of world destruction.

Or die with all living beings!"