HBWnovel Chapter 200 The Audacious Demon Monk, Spouting Madness! (Seeking Monthly Votes at the Beginning of the Month)
Chapter 200 The Audacious Demon Monk, Spouting Madness! (Seeking Monthly Votes at the Beginning of the Month)
A slap sent the future Buddha Jialan Gunna reeling with heavy wounds, Su Heng showed no mercy, a single finger gently pointing forward, his body's strength flowing like a babbling brook, instantaneously converging at his fingertip—
Boom!
A blazing, dark red beam of light shot forth.
Within the lush jungle, a giant fireball appeared out of thin air.
The air expanded with heat, the ground churned, the surrounding soil and vegetation were shredded to pieces, turning into countless wisps of black smoke drifting away.
Scorching waves of air rushed towards him, making Su Heng's clothes flutter wildly.
"Hiss—"
A stream of white smoke escaped from the corner of Su Heng's mouth, quickly dissipating in the gusting wind.
Su Heng's brows deeply furrowed, the black-and-red blood vessels in his pupils burst. An intense and terrifying intuition made him vaguely aware of something amiss in his surroundings.
In the distance, a huge pine tree, tens of meters tall, was burned to charcoal by the high temperature and with a loud crack, split open, sending up clouds of smoke and dust. Amidst the black smoke and crimson flames, the burly figure of the future Buddha Jialan Gunna limped out from within.
His body was pitch black, his skin red from burns, and the melted fat dripped down his sturdy body onto the burning flames below, sending the flames leaping higher with a "fizz," while a stench of char wafted over on the breeze from afar.
Although Jialan Gunna looked extremely bedraggled at the moment.
His injuries were actually not severe, just superficial wounds.
Warriors of the Heavenly Deceit Realm underwent transformations, developing extraordinary vitality, almost inhuman, and even now as he moved, his wounds had already begun to scab over. Large patches of dark red scabs fell from his body, revealing slightly powdery new skin beneath the distorted sunlight.
"Damn it, I underestimated you just now!" Jialan Gunna's eyes were red, panting heavily.
Although the injuries were not severe, the pain was real. Su Heng's attack had felt like he was thrown into a frying pan, and the severe pain distorted his face.
"There is something here, affecting my strength," Su Heng squinted his eyes, picking up on clues amidst the mountains and forests.
"Indeed, this is the Three Great Ming King Dharma Array."
Bogavant's hoarse voice came slowly, as he offered a Buddhist salute to Su Heng with one hand.
Only then did he proceed to explain, "The Three Great Ming Kings rank second among the Hundred Buddha Temple's five great Ming Kings, known as the most victorious Vajra. Their secret technique can subdue the three poisons of greed, anger, and delusion across the three realms, hence called the Three World Subduer."
"Benefactor—be careful now!"
No sooner had the words fallen than Bogavant suddenly raised his head.
His eyes, deeply set in their sockets, suddenly erupted with scorching golden light, dazzling as a bundle of swords piercing the sky. In the moment their gazes locked, even someone with a spirit as powerful as Su Heng suddenly felt an intense feeling of weightlessness.
Crack!
The surrounding void spread like glass fractures, shattering inch by inch.
The mountains, rocks, cliffs, and waterfalls—everything Su Heng saw before his eyes came apart, turning into nothingness. In their place appeared a large circular altar made of coarse stone, ancient and solid, with ancient Sanskrit inscribed upon it.
Looking around, three Green-faced Vajras over a hundred meters tall bathed in flames of calamity, their feet trampling on demons, each of their eight dragon-like robust arms holding swords, Dharma wheels, sutra banners, and a variety of magic artifacts, with ancient and vast Sanskrit chants emanating from the flames.
Jialan Gunna's massive frame exploded with inconceivable speed, shooting towards Su Heng like a crimson streak.
Yet, facing such a strike, Su Heng did not even activate his Overlord True Body.
Bearing the negative effects of the Three Lifetimes Ming King, he simply kept the Dragon Blood active, his muscles tense, veins bulging, throwing out a wide-arcing straight punch. This punch was unremarkable but carried the majesty of raw power without any tricks or variations, relying solely on fundamental strength to crush.
Smack!
In the midst of battle, Jialan Gunna's pupils shrank violently.
He felt the incoming punch like an unstoppable black tidal wave; the strength within it was insurmountable. The intense sense of impending death that followed made him feel cold all over, as if he had fallen into Avici Hell.
At the last fraction of a second, leveraging the Heavenly Deceit realm's super-fast reaction and the interference from the Three Lifetimes Ming King Array, Jialan Gunna narrowly dodged the strike, but the lotus hat atop his head was swept away by the forceful wind, reduced to dust.
Boom!
The dragon-like punch landed on empty space behind him.
The ground trembled violently, bursting open a cavity, the forceful explosion sending smoke and debris scattering in all directions.
A large portion landed on Jialan Gunna's broad back and neck, as if hit by a broadsword mine. His back turned into a mess of blood and flesh, and crimson slashes emerged on his face.
"Die!!!" In agonizing pain, Jialan Gunna's movements became even more fierce.
He smashed a full-strength punch right in the center of Su Heng's chest, the rebounding force causing his flesh to tremble. His body erupted with 'boom', a fiery pillar rising high into the sky. A huge column of fire, more than ten meters wide, enveloped Su Heng's figure.
At the same moment, Bogavant behind him also rotated his Buddha Beads, his mouth reciting scriptures.
In the humming sound of ancient Sanskrit, the Three Great Ming King Dharma Forms on the altar opened their eyes simultaneously, lifting their Vajra Pestle, Dharma Sword, and Zen Staff high above before violently smashing them upon Su Heng.
Thump!
The ground dented and cracked in unison, nothing could be seen clearly.
Only the sky-high flames shot out, with a dark gleam of nightmare still not dissipating within them.
The scorching wind assaulted them, and Jialan Gunna gasped for breath. With a flash, he appeared beside Bogavant. His forearm, twisted like a twisted dough during the clash, seemed not to have caused any damage to Su Heng. His face now bore an expression of doubt, "The two of us attacked with all our might, aided by the Array, we should be able to eliminate him, shouldn't we?"
"I'm afraid it's not that simple," Bogavant took a deep breath and replied calmly.
"What do you mean—" Jialan Gunna's face turned furious, but his voice was interrupted by a humming boom.
He abruptly looked up, his pupils contracting sharply.
He saw the surrounding altar, which supported the Three Lifetimes Ming King Array, shake vigorously. Just like angry dragons flipping rivers or like demonic forces suppressed in hell for a thousand years, set free, ready to burn this filthy world to ashes with raging fire.
A dark, powerful, and abysmal aura surged out from the flames, sweeping in all directions.
At the instant he sensed that aura,
Jialan Gunna's expression froze into horror.
And Bogavant's face changed abruptly, gone was his earlier certainty of victory.
His hand paused abruptly, crushing a Buddha Bead in his grasp, "Disaster! This time, we may have provoked a being we cannot afford to offend!"