Heaven-Dominating Martial Emperor

Pure Buddha narrowed his eyes slightly. He suddenly smiled, but his expression was tinged with a sinister, mocking air.

"Since you're in such a hurry to die, I'll naturally oblige."

In truth, Ye Chen was quite disappointed.

From his current perspective, it seemed that even a Cultivator like Pure Buddha, who had already reached the Ninth Layer of the Divine Might Realm, couldn't put much pressure on him.

He had expected a tough fight. But in reality, if his opponent hadn't hailed from a powerhouse like Jingkong Temple, with a foundation and heritage far surpassing ordinary Cultivators, Pure Buddha would have likely fallen to him long ago.

"The wonders of the Buddhist Sect are not something a common mortal like you can comprehend."

"Today, I will use a Buddhist Secret Technique to grant you death!!"

Pure Buddha took a step forward, and the sacred Buddhist Treasure Light swirling around him suddenly retracted into his body.

Then, he opened his mouth and exhaled. A blinding brilliance bloomed forth, condensing into a dharmakaya that resembled Pure Buddha but possessed three heads and six arms.

The dharmakaya was like a pillar holding up the heavens, standing between the sky and the earth. At a glance, it was as majestic and enormous as a mountain, making anyone who saw it feel insignificant.

"Is that… Jingkong Temple's Great Sun Dharmakaya?!"

In the distant void, Minghui's eyes widened, his face filled with awe and yearning.

Behind him, the two Saint Monks also wore looks of amazement, their hearts shaken.

The mountaintop where they had been standing was long since flattened by the aftershocks. The group had been forced to move even farther away before daring to stop and continue watching the battle.

"He even brought out the Great Sun Dharmakaya. It seems Lord Pure Buddha is truly furious."

"That brat Ye Chen is dead for sure today!" Minghui declared, his tone firm and decisive.

High in the void, Pure Buddha stood upon a golden lotus platform, which landed on the dharmakaya's shoulder.

His gaze was indifferent as he looked at Ye Chen from afar. "I had no intention of causing a great stir on this trip to Dongxuan Province. If you're willing to surrender without a fight, I'm not opposed to showing mercy. I could take you back to Jingkong Temple to meditate for a thousand years and purify the hostility in your heart."

Hearing this, Ye Chen was noncommittal. He simply asked faintly, "Are you the backup Minghui and his group called for?"

"You think Minghui and the others invited me to Dongxuan Province to deal with you? How ridiculous. A character like you isn't worthy of me traveling such a long way."

Pure Buddha shook his head. "It was Minghui and his companions who learned I would be coming to Dongxuan Province and came here to receive me."

"Then what's your purpose in coming to Dongxuan Province?"

"I don't believe you trekked all the way here alone from Jingkong Temple in the south of the dynasty just to attend the Peach Blossom Banquet."

Ye Chen said, his expression calm.

"What are you trying to probe?" Pure Buddha frowned, but his brow quickly smoothed out. He said coldly, "I might as well tell you, this Peach Blossom Banquet is not as simple as you think."

"As for the secrets within, there's no need for you to know, is there?"

"After all, if you don't submit, death is your only path. I can't be bothered to waste my breath on a dead man walking."

"Is that so…" Hearing this, Ye Chen smiled. "In that case, I'll just have to kill you first, then find out these secrets for myself."

"You're welcome to try!"

Pure Buddha snorted coldly. The other party's attitude was perfectly clear, and he couldn't be bothered to persuade him any further. He attacked at once.

"BOOM!"

A deafening roar thundered across the sky as the massive dharmakaya strode forward, charging toward Ye Chen.

What an astonishingly powerful dharmakaya this was!

Its eyes were like the sun and moon, its body radiated brilliant golden light, and it stood in the void with the imposing might of a primordial Divine Mountain—sacred and inviolable.

"Die!"

Pure Buddha shouted coldly.

The moment his voice fell, the dharmakaya slapped a palm down at Ye Chen. The vast power nearly tore the void apart. An overwhelming Palm Seal, like a descending meteor, locked down all the surrounding space, leaving Ye Chen with no room to escape!

Clearly, Pure Buddha's cultivation had reached the peak of the Divine Might Realm. It wouldn't even be an exaggeration to say he had touched upon the mysteries of the Void Realm!

Countless strands of fluctuating spatial power coiled around Pure Buddha's dharmakaya. That terrifying aura was undoubtedly far superior to the power of the Divine Might Realm!

This was the true heritage of a Jingkong Temple Cultivator!

'Getting serious now, are we?'

'So much the better. At least this fight won't be too boring.'

Ye Chen laughed out loud. Instead of retreating, he advanced, soaring into the air. His body was enveloped in a splendid purple light, like a brilliant, crystalline violet orb, carrying an immense and unstoppable force as he met the dharmakaya head-on.

Yes, he actually intended to use his physical strength to clash directly with this colossal dharmakaya that seemed large enough to prop up the heavens!

The scene was undoubtedly shocking.

Before the dharmakaya, Ye Chen's figure seemed as small as a grain of sand, yet the power erupting from him was in no way weaker than that of the massive dharmakaya.

"BOOM!"

The two collided with a thunderous crash. The dharmakaya's palm was thrown back by the powerful force, and Ye Chen's figure was also sent flying backward, but he quickly stabilized himself in the void.

He felt a surge of exhilaration. It felt as if all the blood and qi in his body had been stirred to life, and a thunderous rumbling echoed from within his meridians.

"Is strength like yours considered top-tier in Jingkong Temple?" Ye Chen asked.

"Not even close," Pure Buddha snorted. "The heritage of Jingkong Temple isn't something a minor character like you can imagine. If I were you, I would never challenge a behemoth like Jingkong Temple. That would be suicide."

"Is that so?" Ye Chen smiled. "But you're not me. You are fated never to have my temperament or my courage."

"Ridiculous!" Pure Buddha's brow furrowed slightly. "You're just an ignorant brat who doesn't know his own limits. When I have you pinned beneath my palm, I hope you can still say that with a smile."

He drove the brilliant, golden Buddhist dharmakaya to clash with Ye Chen once more.

A vast dragon's might radiated from Ye Chen. Purple scales covered his arms as his power surged, and he continued to clash head-on with the dharmakaya.

'Is that the True Dragon Treasure Skill from the Dragon Prison Cave?'

Pure Buddha narrowed his eyes, a flicker of burning desire stirring in their depths.

But his expression quickly changed.

He watched as the dharmakaya was repeatedly shaken by Ye Chen, and fine cracks began to appear all over its massive body.

Only then did he realize that Ye Chen had also been holding back his strength!

When Ye Chen attacked with his full power, even this dharmakaya might not be enough to subdue him!

'This boy is actually this terrifying?' Pure Buddha's expression shifted, finding the situation unbelievable.

Even within Jingkong Temple, it would be difficult to find an unparalleled prodigy who could compare to Ye Chen.

Seeing the Great Sun Dharmakaya teetering on the verge of collapse under Ye Chen's assault, the expressions of Minghui and the others changed as well.