“Little Immortal, I have but one request.”
Ning Changge’s expression remained unchanged. “Speak.”
The Golden Wheel clasped his hands and bowed deeply. “If I fall to the Little Immortal, may I be buried in Wudang’s Heavenly Tomb? Since I cannot bring my master’s remains back, I wish to rest beside him, so that I may listen to his teachings even in death.”
Hearing this, the crowd was moved.
Even the Quanzhen disciples felt a rare sense of admiration. Whatever else could be said, the Golden Wheel’s respect for his master was beyond reproach.
Ning Changge nodded lightly. “Very well, as you wish.”
Burying a living Buddha in the Heavenly Tomb would also aid in the tomb’s path evolution.
The Golden Wheel’s face filled with gratitude. “Thank you, Little Immortal!”
Then, his eyes filled with determination. “Now, I will give it my all. Please, instruct me, Little Immortal!”
Clearly, he hadn’t completely given up. He wanted to make one last desperate attempt. Perhaps, after killing Xiang Yutian, Ning Changge’s strength had diminished significantly?
The Golden Wheel stepped forward with a thunderous stomp!
It was as if a divine elephant had stepped on the earth, causing all of Mount Zhongnan to shake. His Dragon Elephant Prajna Skill had reached its highest level, granting him terrifying strength. Two relics floated before his chest, glowing brightly.
One relic was his own, while the other was the one he had swallowed earlier, left behind by a former living Buddha of the Secret Sect.
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To the crowd’s astonishment, the two relics began to merge!
Ning Changge raised an eyebrow. This was a path to self-destruction, akin to forcibly absorbing another’s path. Even a Land Immortal couldn’t withstand the backlash from such an act.
Earlier, the Golden Wheel had merely used the relic to boost his true energy, which would have left some side effects that could be slowly treated. But now, by forcibly merging the relics, even if he defeated Ning Changge, he wouldn’t live long afterward.
This was truly a fight to the death.
He hadn’t used this trump card when Xiang Yutian was in danger, but in the blink of an eye, Xiang Yutian had been slain.
Now, this was his only option.
He knew that by using this technique, there were only two possible outcomes.
If he defeated Ning Changge, he could rightfully retrieve his master’s remains, but he would die shortly after.
If he lost, he would die on the spot, though Ning Changge had promised to bury him in the Heavenly Tomb.
Either way, death was inevitable, so he had no more reservations.
Behind the Golden Wheel, as the two relics merged, boundless golden light erupted. Though his aura was unstable, it surged dramatically. The sound of Buddhist chants echoed across Mount Zhongnan, scattering the dark clouds caused by Xiang Yutian’s death.
Around him, faint images of old monks appeared, chanting sutras.
The crowd seemed to witness the Golden Wheel’s journey to becoming a living Buddha. One by one, the old monks performed a ritual, bestowing their knowledge upon the young monk. The young monk endured immense suffering, teetering on the brink of death, but in the end, he succeeded.
As the Golden Wheel recalled all this, his obsession seemed to fade away.
He faintly heard the voice of the Grand Dharma King: “Foolish child.”
The Golden Wheel awoke from his trance, his gaze steady as he looked at Ning Changge on the high platform.
“Little Immortal, please instruct me.”
He was determined to win!
Even if it meant dying, he would return to the Secret Sect with whatever remained of his body, to give them an answer.
The crowd watched the Golden Wheel Dharma King, and through the chanting of the old monks behind him, they seemed to witness his transformation. Many felt conflicted. Strictly speaking, he wasn’t inherently evil; he simply wanted to retrieve his master’s remains. But everyone had their own stance, and there was nothing more to say.
A battle was inevitable.
The Golden Wheel slowly extended his right fist, and the roar of dragons and elephants echoed across Mount Zhongnan. The winds howled, and the skies churned. If not for a faint layer of spiritual light covering the area, the entire Quanzhen Sect might have been torn apart.
Even his opening stance was terrifying.
It had to be said, the Golden Wheel’s combat power was likely above that of Xiang Yutian. Though he had only recently ascended to the Land Immortal realm, the power he gained from merging with another relic made him formidable. Even Ning Changge took him a bit more seriously.
“Not bad,” Ning Changge commented lightly, his Observation Eyes piercing through everything, focusing on the Golden Wheel.
He had seen the Dragon Elephant Golden Body before, used by the unnamed monk from the Secret Sect. However, the Golden Wheel’s Dragon Elephant Buddha Body was far superior. As the Golden Wheel punched forward, streams of white energy exploded outward, accompanied by golden light, as dragons and elephants roared toward Ning Changge.
A massive golden fist imprint hung in the air, accompanied by dragons and elephants, its power unparalleled.
The Quanzhen disciples were shocked.
But this time, having seen what happened to the Evil Emperor, they had unwavering faith in Ning Changge. Their eyes were fixed on him, eagerly awaiting his response.
He simply raised his right hand, and a single finger slowly descended.
In the next moment, the heavens shifted!
The forces of nature surged wildly, and the Five Elements Spiritual Swords resonated with each other. Brilliant five-colored light gathered at Ning Changge’s fingertip, and in the blink of an eye, it transformed into a massive finger, shimmering with the light of the Five Elements.
This wasn’t just a simple accumulation of spiritual energy; it was a mystical combination.