The Strongest Mythical Emperor
Chapter 450: The Buddha Palm of Tathāgata

Chapter 450: Chapter 450: The Buddha Palm of Tathāgata

Facing the disdainful provocation from this demon, the Buddhist talent burned with rage and immediately brought his palms together. The golden light of Buddhism shined, forcing the Demon Clan genius to retreat.

"What is this?"

The Demon Clan genius cried out in alarm, his shark-like face painted with fear, as if he had encountered a natural enemy.

The Buddhist talent spoke with a deep voice, "I, Xuan Qing, am the pride of the younger generation in Buddhism. How can I tolerate such a demon insulting Buddhism? Today, even if I injure my Primordial Spirit, I shall subdue you!"

Xuan Qing!

This name was well-known in the Western Regions, said to be deeply favored by the Buddha.

As his words fell, the golden light of Buddhism around Xuan Qing’s body soared instantly, gathering into a towering Buddha’s shadow, standing tall between heaven and earth.

The Demon Clan genius’ scalp tingled at the sight of that Buddha’s shadow, and he subconsciously thought to flee, but he considered that the Heavenly Convention had just started. If he fled so quickly, how could he face others afterwards?

Although he wasn’t the top-ranked genius of the Southernmost Sea, he was still a renowned figure. How could he retreat without a fight?

Thinking thus, the Demon Clan genius let out an angry roar. His body rapidly expanded, and in the blink of an eye, he transformed into a hundred-zhang-long giant shark, with the key feature being a pair of bat-like wings on its back. He opened his mouth and charged towards Xuan Qing.

This scene, witnessed by Qin Jun flying in from a distance, left him clicking his tongue in wonder.

"Hadn’t expected that demons would participate," muttered Qin Jun, but he wasn’t too shocked, as not all domains were under the control of the Human Clan.

As the Winged Giant Shark crashed towards him with unstoppable momentum, Xuan Qing pushed forth with both hands, and the towering Buddha’s shadow moved forward to meet the assault.

Boom—

The Buddha’s shadow collided with the giant shark, and the heavens and earth seemed to explode with a roar. The waves of magical power raised were like long dragons twisting in the air, blowing so fiercely that even Qin Jun squinted his eyes.

How powerful.

Though the realms of these two were not clear, their combat strength was off the charts. Compared to them, Sun Lin was far behind by more than a little.

Of course, Sun Lin was not the top talent of the Saint Dynasty in his lifetime, overshadowed by Qi Xie and Jin Wuhui.

"The Buddhist talents of the Western Regions."

Qin Jun stroked his chin and muttered, his gaze fixed on Xuan Qing.

The towering Buddha’s shadow through the clouds involuntarily reminded him of the Tathāgata Buddha.

Although Sang Liang hadn’t harassed him recently, Buddhism had not lifted their enmity towards him, as he had not received any system notification sounds.

With a thunderous boom, the giant shark was slapped to the ground by the towering Buddha’s shadow, crushing the earth beneath it, and dust rose like waves.

"Subdue!"

Xuan Qing directed his palm towards the giant shark lying on the ground. With the towering Buddha’s shadow lifting its hand, a tremendous pressure was released in an instant, which even a distance away made Qin Jun’s heart skip a beat.

"Tathāgata Buddha’s Palm!"

Xuan Qing’s voice, solemn, resounded through heaven and earth, almost making Qin Jun spit out his drink.

Tathāgata Buddha’s Palm?

Shouldn’t it be Tathāgata’s Divine Palm?

As the towering Buddha’s shadow pressed down with a palm, the frightened giant shark quickly reverted to its original form, trying to evade. Unfortunately, Xuan Qing’s palm was incredibly fast and still struck solidly on its back, sending it crashing into the ruins, spitting blood, life or death unknown.

As the palm fell, the ground within a kilometer radius collapsed several zhang deep, and chasms spread out in all directions like a spider’s web.

"Tsk, tsk, truly domineering!"

Qin Jun sneered as he moved forward, ready to benefit from the quarrel between the others.

After Xuan Qing knocked down the giant shark, he let out a long breath and, looking down at the rolling dust below, said indifferently, "You’re called Qiu Feihai, aren’t you? I’ve heard of your name. Unfortunately, today your journey ends here!"

As his words fell, he raised his hand, preparing to deliver the final blow to Qiu Feihai.

Just at that moment, the sound of a dragon’s roar exploded through the air, and he looked up, his expression changing instantly. He saw a Four-clawed Golden Dragon soaring towards him with unmatched ferocity, as if intent on swallowing him whole.

Startled, he hastily swung his fist, and golden mana converged into a massive punch that collided with the roaring noise of the Four-clawed Golden Dragon.

But the Four-clawed Golden Dragon tore through the giant fist, gnashing its teeth towards him with a ferocious intensity.

Xuan Qing hurriedly dodged, his gaze shifting towards the figure speeding towards him in the distance, his eyes locking with Qin Jun’s.

Very young, very unfamiliar!

Yet the mocking smile on the stranger’s face was like that of a hunter eyeing his prey.

"Who might you be, wishing to oppose the Buddhism of the Western Regions?"

Xuan Qing bellowed furiously, enough to scare the pants off any ordinary person, but Qin Jun couldn’t care less, unsheathing his Seven Star Sword and slashing at him.

The Heavenly Convention, a struggle for qi movement.

Life-and-death battles need no justification!

Qin Jun was incredibly fast. Although he had just broken through to the Earth Immortal Realm, his strength was so strong that even he himself found it hard to believe, perhaps due to the extraordinary nature of the Ziwei Emperor Star’s Dao fruit!

Clang!

The Seven Star Sword struck Xuan Qing’s arm, sparks flying as if his arm was made of indestructible steel, but the next second, blood still sprayed out, and he screamed in pain, quickly dodging to distance himself from Qin Jun.

The Seven Star Sword, being an innate magic treasure, effortlessly cut through iron as if it were mud.

"Who exactly are you!"

Xuan Qing, clutching his agonizing right arm, demanded angrily. Qin Jun ignored him, rising to attack once more, his sword pressing forward relentlessly, forcing Xuan Qing to keep retreating, merely dodging, not even daring to defend.

The sharpness of the Seven Star Sword had truly frightened him, and his heart was filled with frustration. First, he had expended his Primordial Spirit to defeat Qiu Feihai, and now here was someone even more formidable than Qiu Feihai appeared.

The Heavenly Convention was cruel indeed, but did the pace have to be so rapid?

It had barely been the time it took an incense stick to burn!

Qiu Feihai, trembling from within the ruins, crawled out from the rubble, looking up at the two men fighting in the sky above, swallowing hard. His bloodstained face no longer dared to show any arrogance.

He had lost his temper, that talent from the Southernmost Sea, brought to nothing at the Heavenly Convention, utterly confidence-shaken by just two encounters.

Thinking this, he turned and fled, his speed pushed to the extreme, even using movement techniques that left behind a trail of afterimages as he vanished into the horizon.

This scene furrowed the eyebrows of both Qin Jun and Xuan Qing. Qin Jun had thought Qiu Feihai was dead, and Xuan Qing had believed him to be gravely injured, yet this fellow managed to escape so slickly.

"Sir, must you insist on fighting to the death with me? This benefits neither of us, and the Heavenly Convention has only just begun!"

Xuan Qing gritted his teeth as he spoke, filled with helplessness in his heart.

If he hadn’t forced himself to use the Tathāgata’s Palm, which injured his Primordial Spirit, he could have easily taught Qin Jun a lesson within minutes.

"Hmph, it’s not about the time, I just want your qi movement!" Qin Jun said with narrowed eyes and a smile, the Seven Star Sword in his hand never pausing, swift as the wind.

Xuan Qing trembled with rage at this stubborn young man.

Just then, the ground in the distance suddenly bulged up as if a massive creature was surfacing from the earth with incredible speed. By the time they realized it, there was a thunderous explosion, deafening.

"Roar—"

A roar that seemed to originate from a primordial beast shook heaven and earth, and time itself seemed to slow down. Qin Jun instinctively looked down, only to see an abyss-like gaping maw biting towards him, its rows of sharp teeth glinting with a cold light.

Just as Qin Jun thought to retreat, both he and Xuan Qing were swallowed up by the giant creature.