AWB Chapter 394 Vajra Imprisonment of Heaven, Intimidating the Demonic Flood Dragon
Chapter 394 Vajra Imprisonment of Heaven, Intimidating the Demonic Flood Dragon
Chapter 394 Vajra Imprisonment of Heaven, Intimidating the Demonic Flood Dragon
The human-faced dragon frowned, inwardly surprised and suspicious: "You actually managed to suppress the power of the fifth-tier primordial golden crystal that had erupted back down?"
"His physical body is undamaged, and he has even recovered to the appearance of a mid-stage fourth-order body refinement cultivator—how is this possible?"
Logically speaking, given the strength of Kudu's physical body at that time, it would have been unable to withstand the burst of a fifth-order origin, and would have undoubtedly been destroyed.
This scene was truly beyond her comprehension.
The young monk remained calm: "Hmph, the cultivation world is full of wonders, and rare treasures have complex uses. Even in dire straits, one should not abandon hope; a way to overcome adversity will always be found. How could you, a mere demon beast, possibly understand the profound mysteries of my Vajra Temple's secret arts?"
"I don't believe in such a coincidence that you could find a life-saving medicine when you were on the verge of death."
The human-faced dragon coldly shouted, "Today, I will kill you, my junior, right before your eyes."
"Let's see how much of your strength you've regained, monk, and whether it's real or fake!"
Before she finished speaking, she brought two fingers together and forcefully pulled out a dark gold natal scale from her chin.
The scales were sharp as blades, with strange runes flowing across their surface. They shot straight at Xuan Hui, the only disciple of the Vajra Temple among the four from the Great Azure Realm, even though they were hundreds of feet away in the void!
"The scales tore through the air with a sharp crack."
Although this attack was a physical strike, its speed was terrifying, and the energy level it carried had reached the peak of the fourth tier!
The scales left a black afterimage in the air, heading straight for Xuan Hui's face.
With his body-refining cultivation at the mid-stage of the fourth level of the Profound Regret Realm, he simply couldn't dodge in time, and if he were hit, he would surely die.
Xuan Hui's pupils contracted sharply. He felt the space around him become as sticky as glue, his limbs felt incredibly heavy, and he had nowhere to hide or block.
There is no escape.
In despair, all he could do was scream, "Ancestor, save me!"
"Hmph! You dare to touch my people right in front of me?"
The young monk snorted coldly, a glint of cold light flashing in his eyes.
The next moment, golden light shone brightly from his palm, and golden light gathered wildly in the world, forming a giant Vajra palm with five fingers out of thin air!
The palm lines and textures were clearly visible, and the golden crystal Daoist essence inside was densely arranged, crisscrossing to form a structure as stable as a mountain. The pressure it emitted had already reached the peak of the fourth level!
"Imperial Vajra Palm!"
The human-faced dragon's expression changed, and his mind raced:
Although this Vajra Palm is half the size of the previous one, its golden crystal arrangement and the source of its supernatural power have not only not weakened, but have actually improved—
Could it be that he turned misfortune into good fortune, and his supernatural abilities improved?
The palm print shrank because Kudu no longer used the fifth-order origin, but only the power of the fourth-order mid-stage golden crystal that this physical body could bear.
With the power of a mid-stage fourth-tier cultivator, the Vajra Palm technique is so powerful that, looking across this secret realm, perhaps only Ku Du's Nascent Soul avatar could achieve such a feat.
Just then, the giant Vajra palm in the air seemed to traverse space and instantly appeared dozens of feet in front of Xuan Hui!
The natal scales, accompanied by a piercing sonic boom, were already less than three feet away from Xuan Hui's brow.
The three fingers of the Vajra Giant Hand suddenly extended, with the golden crystals at the fingertips arranged at an extremely high level, forming an indestructible layer of keratin; at the same time, a subtle spatial rule fluctuation rippled around the finger, causing the space around the scales to fold almost invisiblely.
It was this imperceptible fold that caused the scales to shoot out in a fraction of a second, creating a fleeting moment.
With golden fingers as swift as a gazelle's horns, in a split second, it precisely caught that swiftly shooting scale!
"Kaichi!
A piercing scraping sound rang out as the scales were gripped tightly by fingers.
The peak fourth-order energy attached to it erupted wildly, attempting to shatter the golden finger. The dark golden light and the dazzling golden radiance collided fiercely, splashing out dazzling sparks.
Sparks rained down, scorching deep pits into the rocks below.
The surface of the golden finger rippled slightly, revealing its indestructible power.
Multiple forces combined to rapidly disperse the ferocious destructive power of the scales throughout the entire palm print.
The scales trembled and struggled violently between my fingers, emitting a buzzing wail, but could not move forward even an inch.
But then they saw the young monk standing in the distance, his palm in a loose clenched position, his expression calm.
The human-faced dragon's expression changed drastically, and the vertical child stared intently at the Prisoner's Hand in mid-air, which was not particularly large, but was exceptionally agile, with its golden crystals arranged much more tightly than before, and exuding a high-level Daoist charm.
"It really is you."
She murmured to herself, her eyes narrowing sharply as she stared intently at the figure before her, her voice filled with disbelief, "You actually survived—"
A storm raged within me—how could this be?!
That day, the monk had clearly activated the fifth-order Nascent Soul origin. In that state, once the power of the origin erupted, the physical body would surely die, and there was no way to reverse it.
"I never imagined that there would actually be someone in this world who could suppress and shrink back the nascent fifth-tier Nascent Soul essence that was about to erupt—"
The human-faced dragon stared intently at the young monk, trying to find any flaws, but to no avail.
That golden crystal power truly blocked its peak fourth-tier scale attack.
"Could it be that the lineage of the Great Green Realm Vajra Temple is even more powerful than the legends of my ancestors?" Her mind raced.
If this monk truly possesses such a secret technique, the level of danger would increase by two levels. Being able to control and release fifth-order origin energy means that he could perish together with others at any time, yet also save his life at crucial moments.
How can we fight like this?
"Moreover, in just a few days, with your cultivation at the mid-stage of the fourth-order Body Refinement level, you have actually managed to advance the flexibility and control of the Vajra Imprisoning Heaven Palm to another level."
"The human-faced dragon's voice was not loud, but it carried a clear probing tone: "Could it be that you are a genius that Vajra Temple has only seen once in tens of thousands of years?"
This palm strike easily blocked the attack of the fourth-tier peak scales, causing the dragon's expression to change repeatedly and its heart to surge with turmoil.
The strength of this Great Green Realm Nascent Soul monk's avatar must be reassessed.
Although the human-faced dragon's mutterings were soft, everyone present possessed powerful spiritual senses, and all the powerful cultivators within a radius of several thousand feet, and around the entire Five-Colored Spiritual Light Basin, heard them.
The human-faced dragon's strength is already one of the top Nascent Soul avatars in this area, and it is comparable to the flame lion, the girl with the bow on her back, and the silver flame.
The fact that this monk could cause such a change in expression in the face of the dragon naturally made many experts around him pay close attention and secretly take him seriously.
In the distance, Yin Yan looked suspiciously at the young monk, his brows furrowed and his face showing confusion.
This is really not right. He personally witnessed the scene when Ku Du unleashed his fifth-order source power to fight him and even chase after Chen Yi.
In his understanding, a physical body of the same level could never retract the erupted fifth-order origin power. Once that power broke through, even a Nascent Soul stage cultivator would find it difficult to suppress.
Moreover, the body of the Bitter Du was lured by Chen Yi into the connection between the Void Realm and was trapped by the creatures of the Void Realm. Entering such a place would require one to shed a layer of skin, and it would be extremely difficult to keep the body intact. How could it possibly reappear in just five days?
Yin Yan's eyes flashed as he carefully examined the little monk's bald head.
Moreover, the Golden Crystal Divine Power displayed by the bald little monk in front of him, although it came from the lineage of Vajra Temple, was still slightly different from the method of the arduous salvation he had used a few days ago.
He quickly reviewed the previous palm strike in his mind; the Silver Flame and the Human-Faced Flood Dragon felt similarly:
The young monk's Vajra Imprisoning Palm technique was even more exquisite in its spatial application and arrangement of golden crystals. The tightness of it felt as if it had been further refined by some advanced technique. Moreover, it incorporated deeper spatial abilities, making the Vajra Palm even more unpredictable and adding three points to its power.
However, in terms of the overall output intensity of the Golden Crystal Origin Power, it was significantly inferior. The previous Kudu attacked with wide and sweeping movements, squandering the Origin Power like flowing water; the one before him, however, focused more on technique and control.
For a moment, an almost absurd conjecture vaguely surfaced in Yin Yan's mind:
Could it be that this monk has been possessed by someone else?
Or perhaps—this monk is Chen Yi in disguise?
The image of Chen Yi's seemingly ordinary face flashed through his mind—that kid's methods were unpredictable, he could even use the Void Realm to his advantage.
But then he shook his head, realizing that the possibility was extremely slim.
No matter how monstrous Chen Yi was, it was absolutely impossible for him to have cultivated the secret techniques of the Vajra Temple to such a level in just five days, even imitating the Golden Crystal Dao Rhyme so perfectly, and to have mastered the essence of the Vajra Divine Power of the fifth level with only the ability of a mid-stage Body Refinement cultivator.
That's absolutely impossible.
Yin Yan suppressed his suspicions and turned to look at Yin Jiao behind him. The latter's eyes flickered, as if he was secretly plotting something.
Compared to Yin Yan, Yin Jiao had no doubt about Senior Chen Yi's strength.
Even their Silver Spirit Clan's signature spatial ability can be learned after just one look. What's so special about Senior Chen's few Vajra Skills, even if it's a fifth-tier ability?
If you're going to gamble, gamble everything!
Silver Horn stared at the little monk, then glanced at the remaining few people from the Great Green Realm, and quietly transmitted his voice: "Ancestor, if the war breaks out again later, we may secretly hold back against these people from the Great Green Realm, including this ascetic monk."
If they are in danger, release them if possible.
After a moment's thought, Yin Yan nodded slightly. Although he believed that this person was not Chen Yi, he was unwilling to kill him with the monk around. Besides, there were rising stars like Chen Yi in the Great Green Realm.
Enough. Let the people from other realms lead the charge in invading the Great Azure Realm. I'll just stay out of it.
At this moment, the huge weight that had been pressing on the hearts of the people from the Great Green Realm finally lifted.
Especially when Xuan Hui was saved by his own ancestor when he was on the verge of death, the huge difference between being saved from a desperate situation and the present is indescribable.
One moment he thought he would be cut into pieces by those scales, the next moment the familiar Vajra Palm of Imprisoning Heaven was blocking his way.
Xuan Hui immediately clasped his hands together, bowed deeply, and said in a slightly trembling voice, "Xuan Hui thanks the Ancestor for saving my life!"
He raised his head and looked at that tall and straight figure, his voice filled with grief and indignation: "In the days since the Ancestor left, the cultivators of our Great Azure Realm have been leaderless and scattered. Now, we have lost several fellow cultivators, and only the four of us are left who have made it this far."
The other three cultivators from the Great Azure Realm also bowed, each covered in dust and covered in wounds.
"We have barely managed to gain anything in this Five-Colored Basin, but we are being surrounded and ambushed. If it weren't for the return of our ancestor, we would probably be in grave danger."
Xuan Hui pointed to the surrounding alien cultivators who were eyeing him menacingly, his mind perfectly clear: "A man is innocent, but possessing a treasure is a crime." Whatever they obtained in this Five-Colored Basin, without sufficient protection, would be a death trap.
Now that our ancestor has returned, this hot potato must be handed over immediately, firstly to save our lives, and secondly to demonstrate our loyalty.
"Ancestor, this item was obtained by my lucky chance from the Five-Colored Basin."
Xuan Hui took a deep breath and suddenly raised his voice, "This is a fifth-order golden crystal relic left behind by a certain Buddha ancestor of my Vajra Temple after his passing! It may have special abilities, but this disciple cannot understand its true meaning."
The atmosphere around them changed abruptly as soon as he said this!
The words "Fifth-Order Golden Crystal Relic" were like sparks splashed into boiling oil, causing many cultivators to breathe more heavily.
Xuan Hui, however, seemed oblivious and continued, "Previously, this disciple merely kept it temporarily. Now that the Ancestor has come in person, I should ask the Ancestor to make the final decision!"
He bowed deeply once more and took out a relic bone from his storage pouch, its entire body radiating a rich, fifth-order golden crystal aura.
As soon as this bone appeared, the surrounding space trembled slightly!
A golden halo rippled across the bone structure like water, exuding an awe-inspiring and inviolable majesty.
Xuan Hui held the bone in both hands and offered it to the handsome young monk who stood in mid-air not far away.
The young monk turned his back to the crowd and did not immediately take over.
The atmosphere in mid-air suddenly froze.
All the cultivators' eyes were fixed on that relic bone. The vertical child of the human-faced dragon shrank to a thin line, and Yin Yan also narrowed his eyes.
Fifth-order golden crystal relic—
This item is priceless to those who practice the Vajra Temple's techniques.
If this suffering is absorbed and refined, its strength will surely reach a new level!
At that time, who in this five-colored basin will be able to suppress him?
The scales on the human-faced dragon's body clashed slightly, making a soft, crackling sound—it was weighing whether it should immediately strike and seize the prize.
However, the residual power of that palm strike was still present, and it was not entirely confident that it could kill the opponent with a single blow.
What if this monk goes berserk again and detonates the fifth-order origin—who could withstand that?
The young monk remained standing still in mid-air, his bald head gleaming faintly under the five-colored spiritual light.
He stared at the fifth-order golden crystal relic bone floating in front of him, clearly sensing the surging pure power within it. Such pure and powerful energy would likely cause an ordinary fourth-order cultivator to have their meridians burst if they were to attempt to refine it rashly.
But for him, this thing was practically tailor-made.
The young monk's expression remained unchanged, but his mind was racing:
We must remain calm. We are surrounded by powerful enemies. If we reveal even the slightest weakness, this show will be over.
Although he wore the face of Kudu and used Kudu's techniques, even imitating the Vajra Imprisoning Heaven Palm perfectly, it was ultimately just an empty shell without any real fifth-order golden crystal origin to sustain him.
Once the human-faced dragon or a Nascent Soul avatar from another realm discovers the truth, this group will swarm him and tear him to pieces!
"Fifth-tier golden crystal relic—"
The young monk slowly turned around, his gaze sweeping over Xuan Hui, then over the surrounding alien cultivators who were eyeing him with predatory intent: a dragon-faced human, a fiery lion, a girl with a bow on her back, and silver flames—
A barely perceptible sneer curled at the corner of his lips. With a raised hand, indestructible golden light gathered in his palm and reached straight for the relic.
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