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Chapter 507 - 452: Battle Power of 100,000 Heavenly Soldiers and Generals?_2

Chapter 507: Chapter 452: Battle Power of 100,000 Heavenly Soldiers and Generals?_2

Well, at this moment Wang Zijia was like one of the hundreds of thousands of heavenly troops dispatched to catch demons in old mythological stories!

Who am I?

Where am I?

What am I going to do?

He was supposed to enter the Ghostly Domain and see a ragged region like a ghost ship, right?

What the heck is happening now?

Did he time travel again?

Or did he enter an infinite stream?

At this moment, Wang Zijia was thoroughly dumbfounded!

"Fahui, Fahui? Was your mind attacked by a demonic spirit?" A young monk next to him looked at him blankly and called out to him again, his prayer beads shone with spiritual light, and a mind-cultivation spell was cast on Wang Zijia.

Wang Zijia shuddered, and immediately entered a state of enlightenment.

The chaos in his mind quickly cleared.

He figured he must have entered the Ghostly Domain!

However, it wasn’t the usual desolated world, but a very special world of the living, like Peach Blossom Spring.

And for some unknown reason (probably due to the Golden Finger), he seemed to have entered an infinite stream mode and got a native identity!

A Buddhist identity, Fahui?

So was the previous "choice" to select an identity or a camp?

Is this mysterious domain a warzone?

An eternal reincarnation battlefield?

But ... isn’t this mysterious realm a bit exaggerated? Those fighting in the sky, their fluctuations and power are at least from the Earth Immortal big shots, right?

Are the gods and Buddha’s cyclical reincarnation taking place in the mysterious realm?

Even though the time sinners are exaggerated, they aren’t exaggerated to this extent, are they?

Wang Zijia felt something was awry!

Plus, having given me an identity, why didn’t they provide any relevant setting information or memory related to the identity?

If it’s similar to an infinite stream, shouldn’t relevant information be provided according to the given identity? What is Golden Finger up to?

Is it because I entered through a selection, and not like ordinary people who directly entered the Mysterious Domain?

Or did I take too long to make a choice earlier, affecting the Golden Finger’s setting of my identity?

"Are you feeling better now?" At the moment, when Wang Zijia’s thoughts were lightning fast, the young monk next to him asked him caringly.

"Uh, I’m better now!" Wang Zijia slightly composed himself, suppressed his explosive thoughts, and responded like this.

"That’s good. This is your first time participating in a battle with the Underworld Sea creatures, be careful. Rather than these skeletons, you should be more careful of the hidden demonic spirits." The young monk cautioned.

While talking, he threw out a string of prayer beads. The 108 beads rushed into the sea of bone like cannons, knocking down a piece of skeleton.

Wang Zijia: "······"

This damn guy is an Infant God too!!!

And this vast sea of skull in front of him isn’t that exaggerated, mostly are the skeletons of sacrifices and Perfected Realm, considered small fish ... bullshit!

This damn Battlefield Ghostly Domain is so exaggerated?!!!

Perfected individuals are cannon fodders, Infant Gods are inferior to dogs!

Wang Zijia reigned in his thoughts and stopped wondering why he came here. Instead, he started observing his current situation.

He saw that they were currently on a hillside, with a bunch of bald monks behind them meditating and healing.

The golden runes flew out from the bald monks’ heads and gathered in the sky to form a huge light shield that covered the mountain top, protecting the resting bald monks within it.

Young monks like him were fighting alongside the light shield, seemingly on shifts.

When they got tired, they retreated into the light shield and were replaced by one of the monks within, who were countless in number.

Looking around, he saw several of such golden light shields in the sea of bones.

At the core of the light shield, there were three words flashing: Three Realms Temple!

In each light shield around, such flashing text could also be found, was this an ancient power?

So, this is an endless battlefield of ancient Buddhism and the demon world?

Amidst his thoughts, Wang Zijia realized that he hadn’t attacked for a long time. Among the bald monks maintaining the light shield behind him, someone was already observing him. Their questioning eyes seemed to ask: Do you need to be replaced?

Seeing this, Wang Zijia carefully threw out a Molten Fireball.

"Boom!"

The fireball exploded, blowing up a piece of skeleton. However, none of the surrounding people showed any surprise, as if this was a spell he should normally know.

Wang Zijia quietly let out a sigh of relief, at least he didn’t have to worry about the spell problem with the identity setup.

But in the next instant, Wang Zijia was shocked to discover that he couldn’t retreat into his Sea of Consciousness and couldn’t sense his Innate life magic treasure!

To be precise, he could only sense a very small space surrounding the Golden Balance, he couldn’t perceive the boundless Chaotic Sea of Knowledge, not to mention reaching the Sea of Consciousness of the Demon Seeders.

Moreover, from head to toe, apart from a robe, he only had an identity order symbol of the Three Realms Temple.

His physical appearance hadn’t changed and he still looked like himself.

This was his body, yet it seemed to be not him?

Was it an illusion?

Something was off!

While sticking to the light shield and brainlessly bombarding the Sea of Skulls, Wang Zijia was observing everything around him, various thoughts popping up in his mind!

Up until now, he was still confused.

The main reason was that he was not given any information. He was suddenly thrown onto this demonic battlefield, turned into a little monk and was battling people. Anyone would be confused in this situation.

He didn’t even know what he was supposed to do next.

If not for his knowledge about the Infinite Stream in his Previous Life and his adaptability, he probably wouldn’t even be able to ascertain the basic situation at this moment.

After some time, Wang Zijia still hadn’t figured out the specific situation.

"Monks of the Three Realms Temple, I’ll fight you to the death!"

In the sky, the giant flesh and bone skeleton suddenly emitted a delicate female voice.

In the next moment, flesh and blood fell from the sky, landing in the Sea of Skulls, and flesh and bone skeletons were born.

Just like Sun Monkey pulling out his hair, in the blink of an eye, the number of skeletons doubled, and all were flesh and bone skeletons!

"Be careful, those are Evil Seeds, don’t get contaminated by them. Purification is a very troublesome process!" The young monk who was obviously a friend of his warned him in time.

"Huh?" When Wang Zijia heard this, his eyes lit up.

"Boom Boom!"

He took a few steps forward and was no longer sticking to the light shield behind him.

Between the fluctuations of magical power, Molten Fireballs were being tossed out, exploding and splattering flesh and blood all around.

"Fahui, what are you doing? Be careful not to splash me!"

"You shouldn’t have cultivated the Fire Dao in the first place!"

"······"

Monks fighting alongside him started talking one after another, making the already chaotic battlefield even more disorderly.

During this process, Wang Zijia quietly stepped on a piece of falling flesh and blood that hadn’t yet transformed into a flesh and bone skeleton.

"Value: +20,000!"

Looking at the value obtained, Wang Zijia’s eyes shone brightly.

’This isn’t an illusion?’

’Is there really a Ghostly Domain of Chaotic Fight between Gods and Buddhas??!!!’

’Otherwise, why would a small piece of pollution be worth 20,000?’

As his thoughts raced, Wang Zijia’s actions never ceased.

He continuously bombarded the now stronger flesh and bone skeletons in the vicinity, specifically targeting the flesh and blood falling from the sky.

The battlefield became more and more chaotic, even some light shields began to flicker and showed signs of running out of magical power.

"Thud!"

Suddenly, the corpse of a monk fell from the sky and landed in the nearby Sea of Skulls.

"Gulp!" Wang Zijia subconsciously swallowed his saliva.

He clearly saw that the monk was already dead when he fell.

Several golden lights appeared within the golden body, scattering around when it fell, Relics, Magic Treasures, Golden Rune blocks disseminated!

The pollution is real, then the immortals and buddhas dying right before his eyes······

"Venerable Zongyu!"

"Senior Zongyu!"

"Bodhisattva Zongyu!"

"······"

Because they were not far from their light array, a group of bald heads rushed over.

Seeing this, Wang Zijia didn’t hesitate and decisively rushed alongside them.

Next to him, the young monk who first awakened Wang Zijia moved the fastest, reached the broken body first, grabbed the body, and started to run back.

Another monk grabbed the biggest light group on the ground: the Gold Light Relic, which should be something like disseminated inheritance.