Supreme Alchemist
Chapter 2501: 2491: Time Bomb

Chapter 2501: Chapter 2491: Time Bomb

As Release transformed into white bone, the surrounding Buddha light floated, carrying a faint hint of murderous intent. Countless rays of white light danced in the Great Hall. As Release turned into white bone, the space, which had already begun to slowly collapse, accelerated even further.

“It seems we don’t have much time left.”

Release extended his palm, suppressing the turbulent space. Being the creator of this space, he naturally had his own methods for stabilization. Looking at Long Yan holding the Demon Spear underground, a smile appeared on the bony face of Release—this was his tribulation, one he had to bear.

The Demon Spear in Long Yan’s hand transformed into a crimson Flood Dragon, causing the entire Great Hall to tremble. Long Yan utilized his full strength from the start to attack.

An excited expression appeared on Release’s face as he clasped his hands together and chanted a loud Buddhist name.

“Amitabha!”

The surrounding white light swept towards the crimson Flood Dragon that Long Yan had become, like white silk. Unlike the corrosive nature at the beginning of his confrontation with Long Yan, it was now resilient yet incredibly sharp.

Seeing Long Yan’s steps being held back, Release suddenly spread apart his clasped hands, and streams of bright Buddha light condensed in his palms, forming a giant handprint of Buddha light that descended in the direction of Release’s palm.

The enormous Buddha light handprint, mixed with boundless power, instantly pressed down the once ferocious crimson Flood Dragon with this pure white handprint.

Long Yan wouldn’t be so easily suppressed. A Tai Chi Formation appeared in his palm, and a fierce light surged upward, colliding violently with the huge handprint. The impact of the collision sent everything around flying, even cracking the Buddha statues with the shockwave.

“Hmph!”

Release let out a light snort. The Buddha light was intimately connected to him, and the smashing of the handprint caused him slight injury, but as the White Bone Bodhisattva, how could he easily fall behind?

A mighty momentum burst forth from Release, finally manifesting a sharp Demon-Subduing Pestle in his palm. Using killing to prove the path, the Demon-Subduing Pestle in his hand emitted sharp, pure white Buddha light, crashing towards Long Yan’s Heavenly Spirit Cover.

The whistling wind grazed Long Yan’s ears. In the air, Long Yan forcefully executed the Eight Wastes Step, narrowly avoiding the sharp strike. However, the Demon-Subduing Pestle, upon nearing the ground, turned back around and flew towards Long Yan again, seemingly intent on piercing him through.

With no other choice, Long Yan was forced to temporarily abandon his attack. His Demon Spear collided with the approaching Demon-Subduing Pestle, sparking fiercely. Unexpectedly, a tremendous force surged from the Demon-Subduing Pestle, nearly sending Long Yan flying.

Once on the ground, Long Yan steadied his still-trembling hand and, with his left hand, made several swift gestures in the air. Several red bolts of lightning, like venomous snakes, shot towards Release in the air, but Release merely waved his hand lightly, sending the crimson lightning into the nearby wall.

Long Yan’s intention was not to injure the opponent but to use the lightning to force a gap in distance, thereby giving Long Yan time to recover. Release watched Long Yan from high above, the Demon-Subduing Pestle floating around.

“It seems to me you fall far short of what I expected, Benefactor.”

Release remained expressionless, but a hint of excitement flashed in his hollow eye sockets. Naturally, Long Yan wasn’t fooled by such basic provocations, merely snorting coldly and tying his white hair, initially draped over his body, behind his back.

“Rest assured, I won’t disappoint.”

“Then this Junior Monk shall eagerly await.”

Long Yan stamped heavily on the ground with his right foot, shooting towards Release in the sky like an arrow leaving the bow. Points of starlight shot from Long Yan’s fingertips, transforming into sharp swords flying towards Release. Should these swords hit, even a Bodhisattva body would suffer wounds.

Long Yan knew that Release was certainly stronger than any opponent he had faced before. If Release exerted all his might now, he could undoubtedly rival an Immortal. It’s essential to note that the opponent had attained a Bodhisattva body, with every move containing Buddhist principles, fundamentally different from ordinary cultivators.

A casual wave sent the Demon-Subduing Pestle flying past a few sharp swords, straight towards Long Yan. The Demon Spear shot from Long Yan’s hand, unsurprisingly sent flying by the Demon-Subduing Pestle. Waves surged in Long Yan’s gaze as his somewhat numb right hand returned to its original state.

Streams of azure light surged continuously on Long Yan’s body, and dragon roars echoed in the air. Unexpectedly, a person-high Azure Dragon materialized around Long Yan.

“Time Principle!”

Long Yan shouted, and the colossal Azure Dragon crashed into the Demon-Subduing Pestle, which slowed down as if by lightning. The Azure Dragon continued its assault towards Release in the sky unabated.

“Azure Dragon’s Mysteries?”

Release’s voice distorted with disbelief, and Long Yan plunged straight down. The Demon-Subduing Pestle moved sluggishly in the air; this, however, was not to say it posed no threat to Long Yan.

The Azure Dragon’s Mysteries merely slowed or accelerated the flow of time; it did not affect the intrinsic power it should possess.

If Release allowed the Demon-Subduing Pestle to strike Long Yan, then the Azure Dragon would inevitably consume Release, leaving the outcome uncertain.

“Madman!”

Though secretly cursing, Release still seemed visibly pleased. Reluctantly, Release abandoned the path of the Demon-Subduing Pestle aimed directly at Long Yan. The Pestle soon escaped the Azure Dragon’s Mysteries, flying back at a speed much faster than the Mysteries.

Finally, it intercepted the Azure Dragon’s Mysteries in front of Release. The precision of this maneuver was artful; even a half moment’s delay could have influenced Release.

“Heh, heh.”

Lying on the ground, Long Yan felt as if his body was about to fall apart—falling directly from high altitude proved taxing even with the Martial God Array—but seeing the Azure Dragon’s Mysteries blocked by the Demon-Subduing Pestle, a sly grin crept onto Long Yan’s lips.

“Time Bomb!”

Long Yan’s outstretched palm clenched tight. The explosion of time was intangible, with the Azure Dragon merely serving as the medium. Long Yan’s true lethal move was hidden within, an invisible blast consuming everything around. In an instant, countless existences, including Release, were engulfed in the explosion.

This was a move Long Yan had tried repeatedly with great success; even a Bodhisattva might find it intolerable.

Standing up from the ground, Long Yan recalled his Demon Spear. Under the explosion of time, nothing would remain. But then Long Yan felt a chill and abruptly turned his head, staring intensely at where Release had vanished.

“I didn’t expect this move of Dragon Benefactor to nearly cost Release half a life. Truly dangerous.”

Release’s voice suddenly filled the air.