Attaining Immortality, Starting From Slaying Demons
Chapter 1336 - 789: Immortal Oath True Monarch, Great Aspiration Bodhisattva_3

Chapter 1336: Chapter 789: Immortal Oath True Monarch, Great Aspiration Bodhisattva_3

This madman... Pure World Venerable felt the wolf-like gaze, his heart racing uncontrollably, and without thinking, he turned and swung the Zen Stick, only to meet the six incoming heavy punches once again.

Even those with the ability of Undying and Undying wouldn’t squander their hard-earned Tribulation Power in such a way.

Two more rounds like this, and the cost of repairing the Dharma Body alone would nearly equate to a complete rebuild.

Moreover, the opponent didn’t give him any chance to repair it!

Finally, Pure World Venerable felt a desire to retreat. This child’s actions were entirely inconsiderate of gains and losses, not remotely like the typical Golden Immortal or Great Freedom Bodhisattva, as if he hadn’t grown a brain.

He flew backward, summoning the Purifying World Fire to forcefully halt the White Jade creation.

But he didn’t seize the chance to withdraw. Instead, he turned his head to look at the half-dead figure in the air: "You’ve heard a lot of things earlier. I’ll send you away, and you should know what to do."

Before the words were fully spoken, the flames binding Qi Xian transformed back into a lotus shape, not harming him but rather carrying him aloft.

Qi Xian initially thought today would be his certain death. He never expected such a turn of events, and immediately replied with ecstatic joy: "Please, Bodhisattva, rest assured that I will certainly expose the true face of the villain within the sect."

Saying this, he awkwardly lay on the Lotus Platform and swept away toward the outside of the Great Marsh.

"..."

The White Jade creation stepped out of the flames more slowly, his crack-covered body slightly reddish.

He looked into the distance.

Qi Xian seemed to sense that gaze, turned back in fear, but saw nothing.

The moment he returned his gaze, his pupils suddenly revealed a pair of long, agile legs. He trembled as he looked up, meeting a pair of pupil-less jade eyes.

"Yuyu Senior... you know... I, I walk under the Emperor’s seat..."

A crushing sound abruptly cut off his pleading words.

Shen Yi withdrew his right foot from the shattered skull and looked once more in his former direction.

With a cold look, Pure World Bodhisattva faced him. In this time, he had already infused theTribulation Power into the wooden fish held in his palm. The next moment, the wooden fish expanded to seven or eight zhang high. He chuckled coldly, stepping into the gap.

Immediately, the huge wooden fish tore straight through the sky, nearly escaping this desolate cosmos in a breath.

This wooden fish was a Buddha Treasure continuously tempered by Pure World Bodhisattva since becoming Second Rank. Though not intended for battle, its protective capability was reassuring.

With this item, returning to Southern Sumeru was simply effortless; there was no need to expend Tribulation Power here against that brat.

Through the wooden fish, Pure World Venerable saw the vast black clouds relentlessly pursuing.

Rather than panicking, a fleeting look of derision appeared in his eyes.

Accompanied by a swishing sound, a white rainbow shot out from the black clouds like an arrow, colliding continuously with the wooden fish. As expected, it was easily repelled time and again, laughably feeble as if merely scratching an itch.

A three-tempered Immortal Sword?

Pure World Venerable couldn’t resist swallowing down the blood plasma in his throat and chuckled hoarsely. If he could die under such a thing, he might as well abandon reshaping his form, lest he embarrass himself in the world.

Just then, he suddenly heard a soft sigh from within the black clouds.

Finally willing to give up?

Pure World Venerable looked upward, realizing this departure sealed the fated disaster the other couldn’t escape.

Just as he prepared to look away, he faintly heard another clear voice sound from within the clouds.

"Peace for the world."

Pure World Bodhisattva paused, suddenly sensing something strange.

The thick clouds above seemed to have abruptly stopped, no longer pursuing, yet his unease grew increasingly acute.

"Save the beings."

Another calm whisper, neither grandly heroic nor loudly resounding, more like a slightly helpless murmur, yet it thunderously pierced the monk’s ears.

His face tingled, staring intently ahead.

The black clouds converged, forming a tall, slender figure. A young man stood calmly far in front of the wooden fish, a Blood Jade hanging from his neck gently swaying, its color spreading like lava across the entire magnificent Xuan Shang, the red-and-black robe casually tossed, adding a chilling murderous aura to the True Monarch with an Immortal-like aura.

Shen Yi held the Non-action Sword askew, sincerely looking at Pure World Venerable, his thin lips gently parting: "Guard the path in the mortal world."

As those four words fell, thunder pierced the azure sky, daylight suddenly white, and a booming sound reverberated.

As the thunder faded, all things fell silent, leaving only the prolonged cry of the Immortal Sword in his hand.