Attaining Immortality, Starting From Slaying Demons
Chapter 1172 - 717: First Pass My Ordeal_2

Chapter 1172: Chapter 717: First Pass My Ordeal_2

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The Thousand-Armed Bodhisattva had a grim look on his face, but found no response from the other party, only a faintly mocking smile quietly appeared on Shen Yi’s pale face.

Seeing this, his expression slightly darkened, and the lotus platform under his feet suddenly retreated at full speed, while the phantom in the sky instantly stopped its pounding attacks.

It seemed Shen Yi had anticipated this; at the moment of his retreat, he controlled the Bodhisattva’s Dharma Aspect, suddenly grabbing several arms of the phantom in the sky.

"Insolent!"

The Thousand-Armed Bodhisattva shouted fiercely, only to see the lotus platform he was stepping on seemed to be held by an invisible giant hand, unable to escape at all.

As soon as Shen Yi revealed the Buddha Light, he had already considered retreating, pretending to be fierce only to make the opponent evade, allowing himself to withdraw conveniently.

But this lad acted entirely out of expectation, making him quite puzzled.

"Is your injury healed?"

Shen Yi leaped up casually, also forming a finger technique. In an instant, six arms wielded in unison across the sky, tearing open a long gap in the Thousand-Armed Bodhisattva’s Dharma Aspect like ripping through cloth!

"..."

The damage to his Fruit Position caused the Thousand-Armed Bodhisattva’s whole body to shake violently, and a shade of dark red surged up on his face.

He looked over in disbelief: "How did you know?"

His true condition was known only to the two people in the great hall of West Mountain Prefecture and the black dog he was leading.

Seeing the change in the Bodhisattva’s expression, Shen Yi’s eyes finally revealed a savage gleam.

Cultivation cannot simply be added.

After using up all the Imperial Qi Golden Pills, excluding the losses and mistakes, Shen Yi’s Bodhisattva Fruit Position reached the count of thirty-six, but that doesn’t mean he could directly add another thirty-three strands of Origin just by counting the Demon Slaying Order.

After all, it’s just an external item.

Even if its full potential is realized, at most Shen Yi could only be evenly matched with this Thousand-Armed Bodhisattva.

This is not considering what hidden trump cards the Bodhisattva might have.

The reason Shen Yi was so sure that the other party wanted to escape was because of what General Yan Lanting said after leaving West Mountain Prefecture.

He said to the other two Generals of Southern Defense that he had won.

Since General Yan won yet was severely injured and still needed to retreat to heal, it’s highly probable that this Bodhisattva in front of him is just strong in appearance but weak inside.

This is also why Shen Yi risked staying here waiting for the Thousand-Armed Bodhisattva.

If the situation worsens further, the other party might not dare to venture into the Divine Dynasty alone to seek someone before healing from the injuries.

"You came to West Mountain Prefecture to find me back then, now that we’ve met, why do you want to leave?"

With his words, Shen Yi’s Bodhisattva Dharma Aspect rose from the ground, the Imperial Qi within the Demon Slaying Order manifested as a thick yellow cloud surrounding his body like an ethereal armor.

A hundred or so punches landed consecutively, and the previously awe-inspiring and formidable Thousand-Armed Dharma Aspect was now being struck into retreat, entirely without the power to fight back.

"Pff!"

The Thousand-Armed Bodhisattva struggled to hold on, his face like pig liver.

The sound in his ears was like thunder, making him want to curse, assuming that the opponent was an ambitious renegade, who left the sect and sided with the Imperial Court.

Upon hearing these words, he realized the other party was actually from the Imperial Court all along.

Just as he opened his mouth, he couldn’t help but spew out a mouthful of golden blood plasma.

The Thousand-Armed Bodhisattva had to first mobilize his Dharma Aspect with all his might to block the six incoming giant fists, then took the opportunity to catch his breath and roared angrily:

"I imparted you Divine Skills, taught you the great scriptures, and introduced you into the sect! Though there’s no name of master and disciple, we are master and disciple in reality!"

"If you kill me, you will be guilty of deceiving the heavens and destroying ancestors, violating human ethics, suffering the condemnation of the world, and should be doomed to eternal calamity!"

"..."

Hearing this, Shen Yi glanced faintly at the black dog below, which had been struck like by lightning.

He had to admit, aside from the favor of transmitting scriptures when he first came to Shen Zhou, today, he again owed Master Zhi Kong a favor.

If it weren’t for the lesson learned from the other party, Shen Yi might have succumbed to the threat of death, truly joining the Bodhi Sect to fight against the Shenxu Ancestor, instead of arduously searching for opportunities on his own.

Even such a devout sect disciple ultimately ended up becoming a beast.

Such a great sect is not worth joining.

Shen Yi retracted his gaze, extended his hand, and his five fingers suddenly tightened.

With his movement, the Bodhisattva’s Dharma Aspect also clenched its fist, causing the wind to still and the clouds to quiet in an instant.

The imposing phantom struck with a punch.

The yellow cloud around condensed like a dragon, coiling out with its arm, like an arrow leaving the string, transforming into six penetrating rainbows across the sky curtain!

Swish! Swish!

The six rainbows pierced through the Thousand-Armed Dharma Aspect in the sky, causing the colossal phantom that shaded the sky and sun to completely stagnate, the large holes in its body gradually spreading until it could no longer maintain its integrity, quietly dissipating into the heavens and earth.

"You don’t have to suffer eternal calamity."

The clear voice echoed from the sky as always.

Feeling the near-collapse of his Fruit Position, the Thousand-Armed Bodhisattva’s lotus platform underfoot shattered, scattering into flower petals, and his entire fatigued body fell towards the mountain top, with only his two hands tightly clutching his chest, seemingly hoping to protect his Fruit Position this way.

He crashed to the ground with a thunderous thud, unable even to rise, let alone utter any fierce words, and scrambled to crawl down the mountain with limbs shaking.

Behind him, a golden lotus platform hovered in place.

"You just need to pass this calamity of mine."

The young man in black stood above, his hands hanging, like a deity or Buddha from on high.

He stepped forward, each step forming there under his boots, creating a cloud staircase as he leisurely walked to the back of the Thousand-Armed Bodhisattva, then suddenly stomped down on the monk’s spine, pinning his fleeing figure firmly to the ground.

The Thousand-Armed Bodhisattva turned his head in panic, only to meet Shen Yi’s calm, overlooking eyes.

The other party slightly raised his lips: "Can you get through it?"

The seemingly indifferent inquiry sounded like a death sentence.

The answer was already obvious.

The Thousand-Armed Bodhisattva, feeling the searing pain from his bones shattering all over, had only the sound of his mind cracking filled with dull echoes, wished to plead but was grasped by the nape.

Crack!

Shen Yi bent down, suddenly applied force, and when he stood straight again, there was an additional bald head in his hand.

He returned to the black dog’s side, placed the head on the ground, and sat next to it: "I don’t know these strange techniques; I can’t restore you to your original form yet."

To be honest, apart from the Dragon Tiger scripture for cultivating sect realms, Shen Yi hadn’t actually read any other scriptures.

"..."

The black dog’s mind finally snapped back from its scattering state.

It stared blankly at Shen Yi, trying to align him with the face in its memory.

When they first met, the other was a loose cultivator who had just entered the Divine Dynasty and needed to report at the Land Temple, not even comparing to a novice monk going down the mountain for the first time like itself.

But every subsequent encounter was related to killing.

Only that each time, the target being slain by him ascended from a Walker to an Arhat, and now to a Bodhisattva.

From start to finish... it was merely a matter of a few years.

For Monk Zhi Kong, witnessing these events was no less shocking than waking up to see the Buddha.

Yet, the magical fight witnessed just now was so real, still vivid to this moment.

"He... his Fruit Position, it can be observed..."

The black dog probed with its paw, pointing at the Thousand-Armed Bodhisattva’s corpse.

For a disciple of the Bodhi Sect, a Bodhisattva was an entity to be revered for life, and even after attaining Nirvana, their Fruit Position remained inviolable, especially for someone as rule-abiding as Monk Zhi Kong, who didn’t even peep into the Dragon Tiger scripture he held.

But now, it proactively reminded Shen Yi.

Obviously, the "tempering" experienced while following the Thousand-Armed Bodhisattva gave it a deeper understanding of the Bodhi Sect.

"In that case, Master, please follow me for now."

Shen Yi was also somewhat surprised; even when he was less known, practitioners wouldn’t carry their cultivation techniques with them; thus, unless the other was a demon who could reshape souls, he generally held no expectations.

Upon hearing this.

He didn’t rest further, returning to the corpse of the Thousand-Armed Bodhisattva, casually beckoning, and a dim, cracked, yet tactilely jade-like little thousand-armed figure landed in his palm.

The Origin of Order within had already dissipated, what remained were the insights from this Bodhisattva.

If the mysteries within could be comprehended, it might fill the gap of his own lacking techniques.

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