Heaven-Dominating Martial Emperor

The磅礴 aura of the Divine Might Realm radiated from Lord Shakyamuni, as vast and unending as a great river, striking fear into all who felt it.

Countless golden lotuses circled around Lord Shakyamuni. Bathed in a brilliant Buddhist radiance, his might was overwhelming as he blocked every one of Ye Chen's punches.

Ye Chen raised an eyebrow. He rarely encountered an opponent who could clash with him head-on.

Faced with a rare, powerful foe like Lord Shakyamuni, he wasn't alarmed—he was ecstatic. His battle intent surged, and the speed of his punches increased dramatically.

BOOM!

BOOM!

BOOM!

...

After blocking the flurry of Ye Chen's punches, Lord Shakyamuni's expression remained placid, but a strange feeling stirred within him.

'Is this boy using me as a whetstone to temper his own cultivation?'

The thought struck Lord Shakyamuni as absurd. 'What kind of being am I? To think there would come a day when I'm used as a whetstone? No one would believe it if I told them.'

"Be suppressed!"

For the first time, Lord Shakyamuni showed a hint of anger. With a heavy flick of his sleeve, a golden lotus of Buddhist light suddenly levitated, blooming with a seven-colored radiance. An indescribable power surged within it.

The next moment, the golden lotus appeared behind Ye Chen as if it had teleported, then violently exploded.

In an instant, a terrifying storm spread rapidly, bathing half the sky in a brilliant golden light. The sight was spectacular, magnificent beyond compare.

But the experts present had no time to admire the view. Their gazes were fixed on the shower of light that filled the battlefield, eager to see Ye Chen injured and defeated.

However, reality disappointed them. A figure burst through the shower of light. Ye Chen, now covered in azure dragon scales, was unharmed by the powerful torrent of energy. It merely caused the azure light around him to flare and his scales to tremble violently.

Then, Ye Chen brought his arms together, transforming into what looked like a giant hammer as he plummeted from the sky.

Lord Shakyamuni simply raised a hand. Golden ripples spread out, forming a barrier that stopped Ye Chen's descent cold.

The barrier flickered rapidly, but Lord Shakyamuni's expression remained as impassive as ever. "It seems I must suppress you quickly."

"Otherwise, you might actually start to underestimate this humble monk."

His other hand formed another seal, unleashing a Buddhist Sect Secret Technique. The void roiled and light scattered as a vast, terrifying torrent of energy engulfed Ye Chen.

This Buddhist Sect Secret Technique was immensely powerful. The impact made Ye Chen's qi and blood churn, and his face turned pale. The azure light around him flickered violently, and many of his scales were shattered by the blast.

Yet he managed to withstand it. His feet scraped against the ground as he was forced back several hundred meters before he finally managed to steady himself.

"So this is the power of the Divine Might Realm?" Ye Chen said with a faint smile, completely unfazed.

A Great Power of the Divine Might Realm using their full strength couldn't even injure him. This was already quite satisfying for him.

Of course, his true goal was to defeat a Great Power of the Divine Might Realm!

"You're getting ahead of yourself. This is the true power of the Divine Might Realm!"

Lord Shakyamuni narrowed his eyes. With a flick of his finger, a vast wave of Divine Might erupted, transforming into a torrent of power that surged across the void straight toward Ye Chen.

"This is... Divine Might?!"

Seeing this from a distance, the members of the Xu family felt their hearts pound with fear, and they couldn't stop their bodies from trembling.

The greatest distinction between the Divine Might Realm and the Divinity Transformation Realm, after all, was the mastery of Divine Might!

It was an exceptionally powerful form of Daoist rhythm. Only by cultivating Divine Might could a Divinity Transformation Realm Cultivator undergo a complete metamorphosis and truly step into the Divine Might Realm.

Clearly, after failing to defeat Ye Chen for so long, Lord Shakyamuni could no longer hold back and had finally resorted to the most powerful tool available to a Great Power of the Divine Might Realm.

"Divine Might?!"

Ye Chen's eyes narrowed. The hairs on his body stood on end as he felt an intense pressure.

Divine Might was, without a doubt, a power exclusive to Great Powers of the Divine Might Realm. The suppression it exerted over lower realms was immense. Even though Ye Chen's combat strength was unparalleled within his own realm, allowing him to sweep away any foe in the Divinity Transformation Realm, he still felt the pressure when faced with the true power of a Great Power from the Divine Might Realm.

But that was all it was: pressure.

It was pressure, yes, but it wasn't enough to threaten his life!

Ye Chen held back no longer. He summoned the Cangming Sword. As the sword's light danced, countless wisps of Sword Qi formed a dense storm before him, which then brazenly collided with the incoming Divine Might.

BOOM!

The violent aftershock swept across the battlefield, and looks of shock appeared on the faces of all the experts present.

Amidst the dissipating shower of light, Lord Shakyamuni's figure reappeared. The previous collision had only caused him to sway slightly, a look of astonishment on his face.

'This is... Sword Intent?'

'I never expected this child to have such profound attainments in the Sword Dao.'

'With such heaven-defying talent, if he isn't eliminated soon, he will surely become a grave threat in the future!'

Lord Shakyamuni's gaze turned cold, and he felt a sense of urgency.

In the distance, Ye Chen's figure also reappeared. He looked slightly more disheveled than Lord Shakyamuni; his clothes were a mess, and his aura was somewhat unsettled.

Other than that, he seemed to be perfectly fine!

This was utterly shocking. After all, that had been the ultimate power of a Great Power from the Divine Might Realm, yet Ye Chen had withstood it head-on without a single injury!

"Truly surprising."

Even Lord Shakyamuni was shaken. After unleashing his Divine Might, he had thought that even if he couldn't easily kill Ye Chen, he should at least have been able to inflict a serious blow.

But the reality before him proved otherwise: this youth, though merely a Primordial Mansion Realm Cultivator, possessed the combat strength to clash head-on with Divine Might itself!

It was so outrageous it was hard to believe. If it weren't happening right before their eyes, anyone would have dismissed it as a fanciful tale.

"The true power of the Divine Might Realm... doesn't seem like much after all."

Ye Chen let out a long breath. After that last exchange, he was finally certain: he truly had nothing to fear from those in the Divine Might Realm.

"Naive!"

"This is only the beginning!"

Lord Shakyamuni narrowed his eyes. He took a single step, and a boundless tide of Divine Might swept forth, seemingly drawing on the very power of the world itself, shattering the void and causing the surrounding mountains to collapse.

Countless phantom Buddhas materialized around Ye Chen. Each one chanted ancient, mysterious scriptures, and every character seemed to carry immense might as it floated around Ye Chen, pressing down on him.

"Could that be... one of the Sacred Temple's Buddhist Sect Secret Techniques, 'Buddhas Suppress the World'!?"

Xu Ao recognized Lord Shakyamuni's Divine Technique and couldn't help but cry out in alarm.

Meanwhile, Fa Zhao and Fa Ming wore fanatical expressions, their gazes toward Lord Shakyamuni filled with fervent worship and admiration.