A tremendous sense of oppression exploded in the void.
The massive Buddhist palm collided with Tyrant Shadow, instantly radiating Buddha light and casting golden sparkles all around the pavilion.
Xu Zimei activated the Power Vortex within his body, as the force of the War God’s Nine Transformations surged forth.
Like towering tidal waves, one wave followed another, each rising higher than the last.
The golden Buddhist palm began to shatter inch by inch, and the Buddha statues dimmed in an instant.
"I will help you," Sage Banyue softly called out from the side.
The halo of the moon spun around him, in the pale moonlight, a graceful figure seemed to be dancing and toying with the shadows.
Like Chang’e flying to the moon, her beauty was unparalleled.
The graceful figure danced faster in the hazy moonlight, eventually generating an aura of solemnity.
All aimed at Xu Zimei with the intent to kill.
Xu Zimei frowned slightly and crossed through the void, evading this attack.
"All Buddhas Toward the Ancestry," True Man Pudu called out once again.
Behind him, his True Fate emerged, a string of Buddhist relics.
As the relics, emitting a rich Buddha light, embedded themselves into the brow of a giant Buddha, the surrounding scene began to change.
The dwelling of Samantabhadra, surrounded by thousands of Buddhas.
Countless ephemeral figures of Buddha Ancestors and Bodhisattvas appeared all around.
They all posed towards Xu Zimei.
As if on a pilgrimage, in a posture of kneeling and bowing.
For a Buddha Ancestor to kneel before a human, such an act was unbearable.
This was not only pressure but a suppression of one’s own Destiny and fortune.
The Merciful Ferry Sect was located in the northern part of the Supreme Domain.
Be it the Ancestral Mage Cihang or True Man Pudu, they had all crafted their own statues.
Offered to Divine Temples for the world to worship, gathering the essence of human reverence.
This was his Destiny, unfathomable and intangible, yet seemingly present in the cosmic order.
At this moment, All Buddhas Toward the Ancestry, all knelt towards Xu Zimei.
Xu Zimei only felt as if the power of all living beings was oppressing him.
Demanding he kneel too, the blood inside his body boiled, and his veins seemed ready to burst open.
"Moonshadow Chaotic Kill," Sage Banyue’s voice came at the same time from the side.
His gaze was somewhat twisted, even ferocious.
Of course, in stark contrast to his ferocity, was the figure in the moonlight.
She appeared as a slender and gentle lady, with pale and delicate feet.
Slowly stepping forward as if performing a dance of departing from life’s suffering.
Her dance stirred mountains and rivers, shattered the firmament, the aura of solemnity and killing intent boundlessly gathering.
The moment that All Buddhas Toward the Ancestry subdued Xu Zimei, a mysterious moon surfaced with frost and struck.
"Soul Moon Chaos Heaven."
That mysterious moon carried a Taoist charm, as if the hazy figure sang softly, whispering the invincibility of the Tao’s ultimate path.
"Demonic Ten Skills, Fourth Skill, Heavenly Demon Technique,
Challenger of the Heavens."
A so-called challenger battles against Principles, shattering worlds, annihilating all life, only then achieves immortality.
This blade carried the sharpness destined to shatter worlds.
The tip of Tyrant Shadow’s blade, pulsing with Demonic Qi, did not sweep across the sky but instead concentrated at a single point.
Within this blade shadow, it reflected an epic demon tale.
One strike fell, the mysterious moon shattered, and the multitudes of Buddhas turned pale.
Heaven and earth trembled, vast clouds and winds were invaded by Demonic Qi.
Xu Zimei stepped forward, the tip of the blade seemed to perform a dance of death.
Thunder and lightning burst forth as the blade slashed towards the two.
"You can’t dodge this," True Man Pudu shouted.
The Buddha statues around him transformed once again, clearly exerting his utmost effort.
"All Buddhas Nirvana."
The originally faded Buddha statues were all rejuvenated, as if they had gone through a Nirvana.
They chanted the nine-character true mantra, "Namo Amituofo," illuminating all heavens under the black Demonic Qi.
Golden Buddhist light wrapped around each golden character, floating in void.
Beside them, Sage Banyue made no attempt to conceal his skills.
"Ice Lin; Absolute Zero Degree."
As soon as he finished speaking, Sage Banyue himself was frozen in ice.
A thick layer of ice visibly formed on the mysterious moon above his head.
Waves of cold spread in all directions,
freezing the void, solidifying everything, even the air was not spared.
The cold and the Buddhist chants formed two extremes,
rolling down from all around,
trapping Xu Zimei in their midst.
"Still not enough," Xu Zimei chuckled lightly.
Although the cracks on Tyrant Shadow in his hand were becoming more obvious, the blade intent grew heavier.
The blade intent swelled like a sea of prison, rising to the sky.
All three gates of the Heaven-reaching Trilife Gate swung open, blade intent tearing the firmament, roaring through the galaxy, arriving with immense force.
War God’s Nine Transformations, Heaven-reaching Trilife Gate, and the Heaven-shaking Skill, along with the Way of Inquiry’s sixteen forms all burst forth at this moment.
The firmament was not just collapsing, it seemed as if even the heavens wanted to be destroyed.
Above Heavenly Dao City to the firmament over the Supreme Domain, cracks appeared to varying degrees.
The extent and area of the impact were rare in the world.
When this blade struck, Tyrant Shadow finally shattered into countless pieces due to the unbearable pressure.
But the strike still descended.
In an instant, the cold mysterious moon and Buddhist sounds were all annihilated with overwhelming force.
The entire sky exploded completely.
Bai Lin in the pavilion watched with her heart pounding.
"This is his strength," she murmured to herself.
Her heart could hardly imagine it.
Such strength was not unfamiliar to her; Bai Lin’s master, the woman in the white dress, was almost comparable.
But her master’s strength was immense, a Half-Step Nirvana Void existence.
And Xu Zimei was merely at the Divine Vein Realm.
To see such strength erupt from a person of the Divine Vein Realm was beyond her comprehension and imagination.
If in the future he steps into immortality, what kind of elegance would that be?
Or even without stepping into immortality, among his peers, who could compete with him?
At this moment, Bai Lin actually felt a touch of sorrow.
For herself, and for the younger generation of this era.
Who among those chosen by Destiny does not wish to carry Destiny, and reign over the nine heavens?
Yet, to live in the same era as such an individual was a sadness in itself.
The explosive aftermath destroyed everything around.
All buildings and plants vanished into thin air.
The earth trembled, the sky tore apart.
Only the pavilion of the Myriad Treasures Pavilion stood steadfast.
Because this pavilion was not a physical entity, but merely condensed from Spiritual Energy.
As long as the small world of Myriad Treasures Pavilion remained unharmed, this pavilion would not be destroyed.
When all dust had settled,
a gentle breeze blew, and Xu Zimei stood on the cracked earth, his expression calm, bending over to pick up the broken pieces of Tyrant Shadow.
On the other end of the earth, True Man Pudu and Sage Banyue, with disheveled black hair and a look of distress, lay on the ground.
"This can’t be possible, absolutely impossible," Sage Banyue murmured frantically.
"A mere Divine Vein Realm, how could he be our match."
Meanwhile, the fight between the woman in the white dress and Old White Tiger continued.