Son-in-law Heaven Emperor Xiao Yi
Chapter 914 - 912: Domineering Sweep

"It's your turn now!"

Xiao Yi's eyes were ice cold as he looked toward Huijing and his two companions, hooking his finger with an overwhelming intent to battle.

Huijing and his companions exchanged glances.

Their eyes were filled with coldness and rage.

The Heavenly Dragon Eight.

Within the Western Zhou Buddhist Sect, they were the absolute rulers, and aside from the Holy Spirit Mountain, there were few who could stand against them. Even those few other rulers of the Western Province would not dare to provoke and belittle them thus.

For the powerful,

Especially for beings so concerned with face,

Contempt

Was the greatest provocation and the most intolerable humiliation.

"Second senior brother, kill him!" Huizhen said with a venomously twisted face.

Huizhan snickered, clenching his hands tightly. A purple-golden alms bowl shimmered lightly with movement in his grip, as if it contained other worlds within it, independently existing: "I shall capture him in this purple-golden alms bowl and burn him with the flames of Buddha until his bones turn to dust and scatter to the winds!"

Huijing, with a somber face, nodded in agreement: "Agreed!"

He had initially wanted to use Yang Ling's self-destructive energy to disrupt Xiao Yi's mind, aiming to seize control of him.

But...

He never anticipated that Xiao Yi could instantly absorb the frenzied energy released from Yang Ling's explosion, preventing it from happening and allowing Yang Ling to regain control of his body.

Now, they had lost the initiative.

Their next step against Xiao Yi would have to be joining forces.

Swoosh!

Swoosh!

Swoosh!

The three attacked Xiao Yi from three distinct directions. Huizhen and Huizhan flanked him from left and right, while Huijing hovered above. His body radiated Buddha's light, turning into nine golden Buddha wheels.

One hand formed a Buddhist seal while the forefinger of his other hand pointed forward.

The Buddha wheels shot out explosively.

Under Huijing's control, the Buddha wheels tore through the air, buzzing as they spun, sounding like the chant of myriad monks reciting scriptures together.

Om Muni Muni Mahamuni Shakyamuniye Svaha!

The sounds of the scriptures surrounded his ears, causing Xiao Yi a trace of irritation.

Huizhen glanced at Huizhan: "Second senior brother, use the Heart Disturbing Curse to confuse Xiao Yi. He can't pay attention to anything else right now. Trap him in the purple-golden alms bowl and I will destroy his cultivation!"

"No problem!"

Huizhan nodded, cupping the purple-golden alms bowl in his palms, and with a push, radiant golden light glimmered from the bowl.

The bowl, originally the size of a palm, suddenly expanded into a heaven-covering basin, its opening directly targeting Xiao Yi. With a sweeping sound that pierced the air, the light shot out.

Xiao Yi was enveloped in the purple-golden light.

The flickering light emitted a purple-golden radiance; this was no ordinary matter—it was the weighty sands of the River Ganges.

Billions of these sand grains piled up—a Heaven Venerate would find it challenging to escape.

Further disrupted by the Heart Disturbing Curse.

Xiao Yi was numbed, standing dazedly in the midst of the purple-golden river of light, like a motionless target.

"The Kanan Staff!"

Huizhen pressed his palms together in front of his chest, his hands flickering like shadows rapidly forming seals.

And from his mouth, he spat out a blood-red staff.

The staff was covered in scriptures. It was the legendary staff blessed by the Kanan Buddha himself, who was said to have used it to vanquish demons and spirits and even slay Bodhisattvas and Buddhas with it.

Although Huizhen's cultivation was far inferior to that of the Kanan Buddha, the full power of this staff was not to be underestimated.

Buzzing!

The staff smashed down on Xiao Yi's head, its blood-red rings clashing against each other, resounding with a thunderous clang.

The blood-red glow reflected on Huizhen's face, exacerbating the ferocity of his terrifying countenance: "Little bastard, once I destroy your cultivation, I'll let the second senior brother control your body, and you'll watch helplessly as you slaughter the entire population of the Daqian Dynasty, hahaha..."

"That will be disappointing for you!"

Xiao Yi, who had seemed frozen, suddenly lifted his head, corners of his lips turned upward with a playful, cold smile.

"What? How could you possibly be unaffected by the Purple Gold Bowl and the Heart Disturbing Curse..." Huizhen's face suddenly changed, but the momentum of his attack was already set, and it was too late to change strategies.

"Damn it, all or nothing!"

A sharp light burst from Huizhen's eyes as he clenched his teeth fiercely.

The Kanan Staff in his hand came crashing down with vengeance.

Faced with the fierce onslaught of the Kanan Staff, Xiao Yi's left hand shot up abruptly, a streak of golden light flashed by, turning his entire left arm into a golden color.

Shining with golden splendor, as if cast from gold.

He had long since practiced the arts of the Wind Thunder Holy Land to perfection, his left arm blocking horizontally with a thunderous 'boom', the Kanan Staff smashing down upon it.

The violent force turned into a spherical shockwave, surging outward in all directions.

Within a hundred miles.

In the imperial city, buildings collapsed one after another, reduced to ruins.

And Xiao Yi...

He remained motionless, not in the slightest harmed by the Kanan Staff.

Hiss!

Huizhen took a sharp intake of breath, his face drastically changing, his subconscious urging him to flee. But Xiao Yi would not allow him to escape at this moment, as his right hand reached out into the void, with a crackling surge of Wind-Thunder force.

A purple-gold force of Wind-Thunder coalesced into a giant purple-gold hand in mid-air.

Hand of the Heavens!

After breaking through to the Heaven Venerate Realm, it was one of the numerous martial arts Xiao Yi had cultivated from Zhao Wuji, his palm covering the sun and moon, seizing Huizhen who turned to flee.

"No..."

Huizhen, his face contorted in desperation, thought of death, but Xiao Yi gave him no chance to escape.

With a fierce grasp.

Bang!

Huizhen's Buddhistic body suddenly exploded, his Primordial Spirit also crushed by the Hand of the Heavens wielded by Xiao Yi.

Almost simultaneously...

Xiao Yi stepped forward.

His body expanding continuously, covered in golden light, transforming into a towering figure tens of meters tall. He stomped towards the Purple Gold Bowl, a loud 'boom', shattering the Buddha relic.

Wow!

Huizhan trembled violently, vomiting blood.

The Purple Gold Bowl was his life-bound Buddha relic; with its destruction, he, too, suffered a severe backlash.

"Quick, save me..." Huizhan bellowed.

Huizhen's face darkened, he maneuvered the golden Buddha Wheel, lifting the grievously wounded Huizhan and breaking through the air.

Xiao Yi let out a cold chuckle, "Do you think you can leave without my permission?"

"Sword, come!"

A light scold echoed through the heavens.

Among those clouds, countless strands of Sword Qi converged, and the sword Slash the Moon manifested out of thin air.

Hum!

A sword's chill spread across nineteen provinces.

When the sword light dissipated, the Buddha Wheel exploded with a bang, and Huizhan, located on the Buddha Wheel, was cleaved into two. Even his Primordial Spirit could not escape Xiao Yi's supreme edge of the sword!

For a moment.

Of the Four Dragon Sons, only one remained!

Huizhen's face turned ashen, knowing the tide of battle had turned, that not even the three of them together were a match for Xiao Yi. And with his specialty being manipulation of others, how could he stand against Xiao Yi?

Flee!

The word surfaced in Huizhen's mind, never to be erased.

He looked at Xiao Yi with a venomous face, hissing viciously, "Xiao Yi, if you have the guts, chase after me. Once the eldest brother takes action, you will surely have only death awaiting you!"

Swish!

Huizhen, covered in the golden Buddha Wheel light, actually headed straight for the direction of Xiaoshanhe Institute.

"The eldest brother?"

Xiao Yi snorted coldly, leaping into the air to pursue Huizhen, his voice echoing long in the void, "Even the pits of hell do not scare me, why should I fear a few monks?"

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