Chapter 464

Isn't this Chi You's offspring? How can he still have these?

The bizarre scene inside the Dinghai Pearl left Yinglong bewildered; he had originally wanted to see how much of Chi You's ability Mu Yi had inherited.

However, the methods Mu Yi displayed had nothing to do with Chi You, ah!

It was the Supreme Clarity Numinous Treasure Heavenly Venerable's severing, and Hou Tu Niangniang's transmigration, and even the battle formation devised by Fuxi……

It was like being thrown into a big multicolored dye vat; when he emerged, he was completely unrecognizable.

"Is Jiuzhou really this chaotic now?"

Yinglong scratched his head, feeling that he had been separated from Jiuzhou for too long, to the point of being utterly unfamiliar.

"This, something's not right, ah!"

Watching the Arhat vajras being cut down by the army, Manjusri Bodhisattva also froze for a moment—this wasn't what Guanyin had said, ah!

As the army drew ever closer, Manjusri Bodhisattva pressed his palms together, transforming Buddhist light into various dharma implements that shot out to temporarily block the advance, while also pondering how to subdue Mu Yi.

Apart from the weakness of the Six Paths realm, which he crushed, there were hardly any obvious weaknesses to be seen.

His will was quite resolute; the Vedic chant continued for so long without the slightest waver, and that alone already counted as having entered the hall.

For a moment, Manjusri could not think of a good way to deal with Mu Yi.

Manjusri Bodhisattva was thinking, while Mu Yi had not the slightest hesitation.

The boundless great mist began to spread, enveloping Manjusri Bodhisattva within it.

His wings vibrated, and in an instant he had crossed the distant distance between himself and Manjusri Bodhisattva, the Great Xia Dragon Sparrow in his hand swinging down directly.

"Rip!"

In the bursting light, the Buddhist light shattered inch by inch; a scroll of scripture revealed its original form, then was mercilessly split by the blade into countless paper scraps, which then turned to ash in the clash of inner qi and Buddhist light, scattering with the wind.

Obstructed by the scripture, the blade veered slightly, sliding off Manjusri Bodhisattva's neck and grazing his golden body as it cut down.

After all, it was not a true bodhisattva's golden body; the golden form made of Buddhist light was too fragile, and as the blade slid across, golden blood spurted out.

"Now this looks a bit like Chi You!"

Amidst the chaos, Yinglong nodded; this was what he wanted to see.

Among the opponents he had faced, Chi You was the most formidable, at times even a powerful enemy that left him helpless.

Watching Manjusri Bodhisattva spurt blood while fleeing at a frantic pace, Mu Yi felt somewhat dissatisfied.

He was too slippery; even if he shrouded the battlefield in mist, it was hard to catch Manjusri Bodhisattva's trace.

Originally, they relied on the mist to shield all perception, then launched a surprise attack.

As a result, Manjusri Bodhisattva, relying on his heart-penetrating ability, dodged the fatal blow, then used the Divine Foot Technique to escape a thousand li—he could not catch up even if he tried.

Originally, this Buddhist sect's divine ability—heart-penetrating—was a power to read others' minds, know self and other, but it was also restrained by the great mist, which could effectively block detection.

But this thing is useful not only against others but also on oneself, like a prompt that gives a preemptive instinct akin to sensing the autumn wind before the cicada moves.

This is why Mu Yi's thunderous strike landed on empty space.

Seeing the Buddhist light blazing in the distance, gradually making the great mist transparent, Mu Yi also sighed helplessly.

Contending with such a great divine ability is truly too difficult.

Especially when the opponent is mentally prepared.

No matter how you say it, Ling Mountain is also a member of Jiuzhou, and Jiuzhou has always emphasized all-around competence without shortcomings.

Or put another way, in this Jiuzhou territory, you cannot be all-capable, then you might as well wait to be beaten.

There will always be an opponent who can severely restrain you waiting for you.

For example, the scorpion spirit restrained by the Bianri Star Official—even the Buddha could make it feel pain, yet a single cry from the Bianri Star Official killed it.

And the Bianri Star Official's chance of hurting the Buddha is completely zero.

His ability to slay Guanyin Bodhisattva was entirely because the other side did not take him seriously, plus being hindered by a world barrier that made control inconvenient, and also because Zhang Tianshi was restraining Guanyin Bodhisattva's energy.

And now, the Manjusri Bodhisattva's true form has his eyes slightly closed, his whole body infused with the controlled incarnation, while his true self is also inside this Dinghai Pearl.

Being able to wound Manjusri Bodhisattva is already the current limit.

After all, it's just a friendly exchange, not a life‑or‑death fight, so there's no need to reveal all one's trump cards.

Mu Yi put away the Great Xia Dragon Sparrow, clasped his hands toward Manjusri Bodhisattva, and cheerfully admitted defeat and withdrew.

"The Bodhisattva's divine powers are vast; Mu Yi falls short!"

Yinglong furrowed his brows; someone who had obtained Chi You's inheritance would actually proactively concede.

He had thought Mu Yi would fight to the death until the very end.

Yinglong glanced almost imperceptibly at the East Sea Dragon King, wondering if Ao Bing was up to something.

Manjusri Bodhisattva was also somewhat taken aback; although he had won, why did it feel so strange?

The opponent slashed it with a blade, then directly conceded.

Although he felt awkward inside, he still had to say the polite words.

"Lord Mu Yi, there's no need to belittle yourself; though you've cultivated only a few years, you already possess such ability—I, the poor monk, also look forward to your future achievements!"

"Thank you, Bodhisattva!"

After a brief exchange of pleasantries, the two both retreated from inside the Dinghai Pearl.

"Slippery brat!" Yinglong muttered dissatisfiedly, then strode into the venue.

The moment he appeared, he drew everyone's gaze.

Yinglong nonchalantly announced to the assembled crowd.

"I know why you've come here; I give you a chance—if you want to challenge me, step forward now!"

The East Sea Dragon King was greatly startled; this wasn't what they had arranged, ah, but facing Yinglong's gaze, he dared not utter a word.

Yang Jian, Nezha, and Sun Wukong almost immediately rose to their feet; they themselves had come for this purpose.

Qiongxiao and Zhao Gongming hesitated a moment, then also rose to their feet, after which a few more figures scatteredly stood up.

Almost all are beings whose strength surpasses the normal limit, each only one step away from the emperor level.

But this one step is like a vast chasm that cannot be crossed.

"Do you want my inheritance?"

The Responding Dragon's gaze fell upon the Manjusri Bodhisattva who did not rise.

Manjusri felt the pressure pouring down like a flood, countless weapons roaring, as if in an instant he had been thrown into a Frenzy storm.

"I dare not deceive the Dragon God; I have come merely to bear witness!" The Manjusri Bodhisattva clasped his hands and quickly said.

Just as Qiongxiao and Zhao Gongming hesitated because they knew how strong the emperor level was, Yunxiao is emperor level and can suppress Bixiao, Qiongxiao, and Zhao Gongming with a casual gesture.

Manjusri also clearly knows what the emperor level entails; the Buddha has often spoken of it, and he clearly knows how strong crossing that final step would be.

It has no interest in going up to suffer abuse; moreover, Jiuzhou's attitude toward Spirit Mountain is generally bad, and if it were to be dealt a harsh blow, there would be nowhere to cry.

"Come on!"

As the Responding Dragon spoke, he flicked his sleeve, directly pulling the few who had risen into his palm, took a step, crossed the Void, and arrived in a chaotic world.

This is also why the Responding Dragon arrived late; he had tidied up the Chaos, making it a place for battle.

"Come together!"

The Responding Dragon showed a smile; he likes challengers, so he is willing to give Yang Jian and them this opportunity.

However, this smile, in the eyes of Yang Jian and the others, looked ferocious no matter how you looked at it.

"This old monkey will go first!"

The first to react was Sun Wukong, this Buddha who has achieved the title of Homage-to-the-Relic Great Sage Revered King Buddha.

Although he has been a Buddha for an unknown amount of time, the nature of the Great Sage Equal to Heaven has not changed in the slightest.

Originally the Wish-Golden Hoop Staff weighed only 108,000 catties, but its mass rapidly expanded, eventually covering the sky and blocking the sun; merely its presence caused the surrounding space to begin collapsing, a terrifying mass.

Other Buddhas like to refine their golden bodies with merit of the Buddhist Sect, but Sun Wukong prefers to refine merit into the Wish-Golden Hoop Staff.

Day after day, year after year, the Wish-Golden Hoop Staff also became a rare Divine Weapon in Jiuzhou; although it lacks the multifunctions of other Divine Weapons, it is merely heavy and stur enough, which is already sufficient for Sun Wukong.

And now this immeasurably heavy Golden Hoop Staff, in Sun Wukong's hand, directly smashes toward the Responding Dragon.

The distance vanished at this moment, and the Golden Hoop Staff came down upon his head.

The observing Manjusri's face flashed with an unnatural expression; Sun Wukong is not one to stay idle, often forcibly sparring with these Buddhas and Bodhisattvas he catches on Spirit Mountain.

He is also quite familiar; Sun Wukong's full-powered strike is enough to cause the Pure Land of Bliss that he manifests to shatter.

Boom!

The Frenzy blow stopped abruptly; the immeasurably heavy Golden Hoop Staff was blocked by the Responding Dragon, lightly and effortlessly, without even shaking his body.

Everyone who saw this scene had their eyes stare straight.

Anyone could tell that Sun Wukong was giving his all; even Yang Jian's perfected Eight Nine Mystic Art would not dare let Sun Wukong smash him like that.

But the Responding Dragon blocked this strike so calmly, without a trace of fiery aura, as if it were only natural.

"Again!"

Sun Wukong's eyes blazed with fighting spirit as he roared and again smashed down toward the Responding Dragon.

Boom!

It was still a heavy sound; this time the Responding Dragon directly caught the falling Golden Hoop Staff of Sun Wukong, remaining utterly unmoved.

"Not bad force, not much different from Wu Zhiqi!"

Saying this, the Responding Dragon grabbed the Golden Hoop Staff and directly flung Sun Wukong away.

Falling back among the crowd, Sun Wukong fell silent; after just two moves, he already clearly understood the gap between himself and the Responding Dragon.

That gap is even larger than the gap between him and the Buddha when he caused havoc in Heaven back then.

"I'll come!" Nezha directly manifested three heads and six arms, all weapons grasped in hand, and directly charged toward the Responding Dragon.

Compared to when fighting Mu Yi, only now does Nezha truly deserve the title of War God; all his attacks surged toward the Responding Dragon in a barrage.

Even the Void of Chaos trembled violently.

"Three heads and six arms..."

The Responding Dragon felt a hint of nostalgia, but his hand showed no hesitation; first a claw annihilated all attacks in a sweeping destruction, then another claw flung Nezha away.

Even with many Divine Weapons deployed together, they still could not withstand the force of this claw.

"I'll come!"

Yang Jian drew the Opening Mountain Axe; the axe instantly expanded several times, and with strength not inferior to Sun Wukong's, its destructive power instantly surged to an extremely terrifying level!

In the Void, the omnipresent chaotic currents, at the instant the battle axe was swung, the entrained force directly evacuated the surroundings, and tens of thousands of miles of Void actually manifested a momentary 'Vacuum', after which a tremendous force surged downward.

"Not bad, but still a bit lacking compared to Punishing Heaven's shield and axe!"

The Responding Dragon still swung his claw; one blow scattered the massive force, another directly swatted Yang Jian away.

"Not bad at all!"

The Responding Dragon looked at the three unharmed individuals, somewhat surprised; even though he was merely in human form, he had used seventy percent of his power, yet the three were unscathed.

Just this performance already surpasses the Deities of the great world that preceded this Chaos by a large margin.

"Come all at once, I'm getting serious!"

The crimson-gold majestic mountains were still expanding at a speed visible to the naked eye within the chaos, and in just a moment what appeared before everyone was an Eastern divine dragon entirely crimson-gold.

A pair of huge wings flung out frenzied wind and rain.

In the blink of an eye, fine raindrops began to drift down before them.

Rain in the chaos?

Yang Jian and the others felt their hearts sink; no one understood its meaning better than they did.

But before they could react, the surrounding wind and rain surged forth like a flood, engulfing them directly.

A massive tail swept toward them; the surrounding space emitted a mournful wail, and under the pressure of vast magical power, the nearby void was almost compressed into substance.

It turned and in an instant had already swept across the mighty rain curtain, landing before everyone.

Thick water vapor filled the void, vast and boundless, the whole field of view covered by rising mist.

The image refracted by the Water Mirror Technique was completely distorted, yet the East Sea Dragon King who controlled the Water Mirror Technique paid no heed, his face filled with frenzied fervor.

This is the true dragon clan!

So mighty, so divine in martial prowess, with his own power he routed Ne Zha and the others, leaving them unable to form an army.

"After all these years, this guy has gotten even stronger!"

A figure silently appeared beside Mu Yi, and before him an additional water mirror arose, clearly playing the battle within Chaos.

Mu Yi turned his head to see that the comer was none other than Bai Ze.

"Have the Three Generals awakened?"

"Otherwise how could I possibly leave the Ghost Gate Pass!" Bai Ze rolled his eyes, watching the battle within the water mirror.

"Watch closely; if you can learn even a fragment from it, that'll be enough for you to use now."

Mu Yi's mouth twitched. What a joke—could he possibly make sense of this?

The battle was nearly one-sided; even when Yang Jian and the others employed the Heaven-Earth Encompassing Form, before Yinglong they remained as weak as children.

"You blockhead, I'm letting you witness commanding wind and rain!"

Bai Ze covered his face; bodily cultivation of that sort either requires time to accumulate or needs a hoard of heavenly treasures and earthly riches—there's no shortcut to speak of.

"Didn't Chi You tell you that your Great Fog Divine Ability needs to be paired with the Commanding Wind and Rain Divine Ability?" Bai Ze's words startled Mu Yi awake.

Chi Yous had indeed instructed him that the Great Fog Divine Ability required coordination with commanding wind and rain; back then it was broken, also because the cooperation between the Wind Master and Rain Earl and him was problematic.

If it were all carried out by Chi You alone, the Yellow Emperor's side would likely have to expend far more effort to win.

As for commanding wind and rain, the strongest person is none other than the Yinglong before us; even within Jiuzhou, few can match him.