Chapter 639: Thirty-Three Heavens Divine Ability VS Buddha-Land in the Palm (3/7, please subscribe)

In the image, the Tathagata's sixteen-foot Golden Body blazed with boundless light, radiating an aura of eternal, imperishable grandeur.

With a single raise of his hand, ten-thousand-zhang of golden light surged forth, slapping toward Jin Chanzi.

Bang!

Jin Chanzi's mouthparts slammed into the Tathagata's palm and were immediately repelled by the golden light, unable to advance even an inch.

"What fearsome Buddha-light. The Tathagata's cultivation base has grown stronger again," the Jade Emperor remarked, gazing at the Tathagata with admiration.

The other gods nodded in agreement, watching the battle in the sky without blinking.

"Jin Chanzi, if you will not surrender now, then when?"

After repelling Jin Chanzi more than ten times in a row, even with Jin Chanzi's defenses, he was beaten until he coughed up great mouthfuls of blood, his golden, gleaming insect body on the verge of shattering.

"Surrender?" Jin Chanzi sneered. "I would not surrender before the ten thousand kalpas, and naturally I will not surrender today! Old Tathagata, stop daydreaming—take another strike from me!"

Golden light rippled across his body as a fierce demonic wind began to rage.

Everyone could tell this was Jin Chanzi's deathstrike!

It was a strike in which he unleashed every ounce of his magic power.

The Tathagata's expression grew more solemn than ever before.

Jin Chanzi's deathstrike was bound to be far stronger than before!

Just then, the void collapsed and a gate of light appeared.

High in the sky, hundreds of millions of purple auroras gathered, stretching for ten thousand li, as if a sage had descended.

A towering figure, shrouded in chaotic energy, descended onto the battlefield.

"Jin Chanzi, stop," Zhang Taixuan said softly.

Jin Chanzi lay on the ground, transformed into human form, and laughed bitterly. "Dao Lord, I thought you weren't coming!"

Zhang Taixuan chuckled lightly. "Since I began to cultivate, I have never let anyone bully our group members—and the Tathagata is naturally no exception."

"Besides, Sun Wukong begged me as well."

Jin Chanzi's expression turned complicated. "I didn't expect he would actually beg the Dao Lord to act?"

"Is that so strange?" Zhang Taixuan sighed. "People are not grass or trees—how could they be without feeling?"

Chat Group.

Su Xiao: "【Big Laugh】 Taixuan-ge just talks to Jin Chanzi on his own—the Tathagata's face looks awful."

Yao Yue: "The Buddha Tathagata is a great figure; he's probably never experienced anything like this before, has he?"

Yue Buqun: "The Dao Lord really didn't give him any face."

Zhang Sanfeng: "He bullied a member of our chat group, and still wants face? If I could beat him, this old Daoist would go over there and give him a good slap myself."

Zhao Zheng: "Came up to take a look in my spare time, didn't expect such a big thing to happen. The Dao Lord is going to war with the bald leader?"

Fa Hai: "That is the World-Honored One of Lingshan."

Lin Fengjiao: "Isn't it all the same, the head of the bald guys."

Fa Hai: "What you said makes so much sense, this poor monk has no words to reply."

A Chinese Odyssey World.

"Are you the one who aided the tyrant and let the monkey demon escape?" the Tathagata demanded.

Zhang Taixuan casually sent out a wisp of light-force to heal Jin Chanzi's wounds, then turned his gaze calmly toward the Tathagata.

"So what if I am?"

"Does the World-Honored One of Lingshan wish to have a bout with me?"

The Tathagata's aura surged sharply as he let out a long howl: "It should be so. I schemed for hundreds of millions of years, and because of you it all came to nothing. Today's battle must be fought."

"That suits me just fine!" Zhang Taixuan did not dawdle either. At the thought, the Mirage Dragon Mirror and the Thirty-Three Heavens world revived behind him, light shining from his back, piercing through the Three Realms—sacred and extraordinary.

With a raise of his hand, boundless radiance bloomed, reaching toward the Tathagata.

"A palm-world divine ability?" the Tathagata sneered. "A mere petty trick, and you dare to show off before an expert!"

Looking at his own palm, he saw a world rising within it. Buddhist power surged, Sanskrit chants ringing out, as it reached toward Zhang Taixuan.

To break a world with a world—this was the best counter to world-type divine abilities.

"The World-Honored One is sure to win!"

"The Buddha-Land in the Palm is renowned throughout the Three Realms. How could any other similar divine ability compare with the World-Honored One?"