Chapter 290: King Against King!

After Su Ping used the Sun Moon Star Chart to suck the Horned Demon into the array, he utilized this Life-Bound Array Diagram to crush the opponent.

He had expected it to be a bitter battle or a time-consuming struggle.

Yet, he did not expect that as soon as the Three-Colored Divine Light emerged,

the scales of victory immediately tipped toward the side of justice!

It was truly a joyous and congratulatory occasion!

However, as this Horned Demon merged with its weapon and turned into wreckage,

it allowed Su Ping, who had insight into the changes within, to understand why this was the case.

This Evil Spirit Avatar, strong as it was, had been formed by borrowing the Dragon Soul of this flood dragon.

It had used the Dragon Soul to create the avatar, and then refined the opponent's Dragon Bone into an Evil Spirit.

One could say it had exploited everything to the extreme.

But because of this, when encountering Su Ping's Three-Colored Divine Light, which targeted the Divine Soul, the traps it had laid earlier for convenience and ease now all had to be paid back in full!

With a movement of his Divine Sense, Su Ping had already stored the Flood Dragon Stick into the Blood God Secret Realm.

He would wait until matters were settled to study it slowly, to see if he could use this Flood Dragon Stick as a material to craft a Spirit Treasure.

Within two or three breaths after taking away the Horned Demon, the Sun Moon Star Chart transformed into a streak of Golden Light and escaped back into the center of Su Ping's brows.

The whole process was so fast that the various Cultivators, who did not know the actual situation inside the array, were secretly shocked by Su Ping's supernatural powers.

Even those Cultivators who had already seen this Zhumo Alliance leader display his great might had their perception of Su Ping refreshed once again.

Without requesting the help of an avatar of a behind-the-scenes bigwig, he had acted on his own.

To think he could resolve an Evil Spirit Avatar so quickly.

They had previously experienced the capabilities of this Evil Spirit Avatar.

With so many Nascent Soul Old Ancestors present, the opponent had been able to fight while fleeing.

It could be said that in single combat, it was feared that none of the Old Ancestors present were a match for this Evil Spirit Avatar.

Now, such an existence had been resolved so quickly.

If he were to target other Nascent Soul Old Ancestors, could he also resolve one in just these few breaths?

Terrifying!

It was simply too terrifying!

Is this the capability of the representative of the forces recognized by the Great Golden Light Temple and the Chiyuan Immortal Sect!

Su Ping noticed the complex gazes from the surrounding Cultivators.

Fortunately, he was long accustomed to these gazes; he just smiled faintly, then sat back down on the Golden Throne with a feigned air of profundity.

This gave the Cultivators the illusion that the supernatural power just now was merely a trivial trick not worth mentioning.

"Fellow Daoists, you had better quickly recover your Dharma Power."

"No matter what the Great Golden Light Temple did, it must have been something that made those children of the Evil Spirits quite angry."

"They will likely have follow-up attacks, everyone must be careful!"

An Old Ancestor holding a Feather Fan put forward his thoughts, and immediately received nods of agreement from many.

Everyone began to consume Pills to recover the Essence Spirit and Qi they had just expended.

Su Ping also bestowed Mana Potions to the four Demon Emperors by his side.

He let them quickly recover their Dharma Power.

Abbot Xuanmu could barely be considered one of Su Ping's subordinates.

Without his Kumu Temple, he now relied on the Nanhuang Qundao, and four-fifths of his disciples were working for Su Ping in the Secret Realm.

This time, he had also followed behind Su Ping onto the Immortal Boat.

Thus, after the four Demon Emperors had all recovered their Dharma Power and a bottle of Mana Potion had not yet been used up,

Su Ping moved his Divine Sense, wrapped the remaining three drops of the Mana Potion in air, and bestowed them upon Abbot Xuanmu, who was sitting cross-legged on the rear deck.

As soon as Abbot Xuanmu's Divine Sense touched the Mana Potion, he felt that this was a good thing he could not fathom.

Not worried that the Alliance Leader would harm him, the assistant, Abbot Xuanmu opened his mouth wide and swallowed the Mana Potion into his belly.

Then he immediately felt the magic of this Mana Potion.

Although for a cultivator at the Nascent Soul Realm, a Mana Potion, as a primary product of the Fishing Mall, was no longer enough to restore the full Dharma Power limit of a Nascent Soul Old Ancestor,

the fact that upon taking it, he immediately felt his lost Dharma Power being replenished all at once,

still made the knowledgeable Abbot Xuanmu feel astonished once again.

Could there be such a Spirit Pill in the world?

It did not even need to be digested through cultivation, and it allowed him to recover a large amount of Dharma Power in an instant?

And the most crucial thing was that under such circumstances, he actually did not feel the slightest bit of discomfort.

It was as if this suddenly increased Dharma Power did not come from a Pill, but was something he had painstakingly cultivated himself!

Abbot Xuanmu hurriedly stood up and bowed to thank Su Ping's back.

Afterward, the Dharma Image of the Bright Light Bodhisattva slowly emerged on his body, and he walked in the high sky at full capacity once again.

The Dharma Power provided by those three drops of Mana Potion had already completely compensated for Abbot Xuanmu's previous expenditure.

On the other side, those who had been paying attention to Su Ping naturally noticed these interesting details.

Those who knew Abbot Xuanmu even secretly exchanged Divine Sense.

Based on fragments of conversation and the reality of the situation, they had more or less guessed the news that the mysterious Alliance Leader possessed a Spirit Herb that could instantly recover Dharma Power without side effects.

Some were envious, and others had wild imaginations, associating various settings regarding Su Ping.

"Amitabha!"

At the same time, inside the Bright Light Barrier, the three Abbot avatars—the youth, the young man, and the old man—all pressed their palms together and recited a Buddhist chant to the Tathagata Golden Body in the Main Hall.

Then, a Space Crack opened in the Main Hall.

A white-boned High Monk draped in a Kasaya slowly walked out from the crack.

With every step the white bones took upon the Void, a Golden Lotus would instantly bloom where they landed, steadily catching this High Monk.

The Golden Lotus carried the white-boned monk all the way until it touched the head of the Tian Rulai Golden Buddha Statue before dissipating into the air.

The white-boned High Monk pressed his palms together and bowed slightly toward the Tian Rulai Golden Buddha Statue.

The three heads of Tian Rulai simultaneously opened their eyes.

Instantly, a glimmer of spiritual light emerged in all six eyes.

The head facing the white-boned High Monk even slowly opened its large mouth.

The white-boned High Monk did not hesitate, stepping directly into the mouth, then sat cross-legged in the tonsil position within that mouth, his entire body glowing with Golden Light.

Then, strands of flesh-and-blood tentacles radiating Golden Light pierced into the body of the white-boned High Monk all at once.

In the blink of an eye, he was wrapped in flesh and blood, becoming completely fused with the Tian Rulai Golden Buddha Statue.

"Master!"

Seeing this scene, the three Abbot Avatars all raised their heads simultaneously and let out a collective cry of grief.

"Amitabha!"

"May the Buddha's name ring long, and may our sect exist forever!"

From within the Tian Rulai Golden Buddha Statue came the voice of that white-boned High Monk.

The volume was not loud.

Yet it allowed every monk and believer within the thousand-mile range covered by the Bright Light Barrier to hear it clearly.

And like a brand upon the soul, it was unforgettable for all eternity.

Many mortal believers who had exhausted their Essence Spirit and Qi also slowly awakened.

In the thousands of stone pagodas on the back mountain of the Great Golden Light Temple.

Many High Monks who had volunteered to sacrifice themselves also had a bit of their Divine Soul origin preserved, which was then sent into these stone pagodas to enjoy the future offerings of the Dajinguang Temple.

However, at the same time these High Monks were sent into the stone pagodas.

Shimmering golden phantoms of High Monks also emerged within the stone pagodas.

These were the High Monks of the Great Golden Light Temple who had passed away through the generations; after their physical bodies died, their Divine Souls became alternative incense gods that retained their Divine Sense through the offerings in this field of stone pagodas.

Seemingly realizing what the white-boned High Monk was doing.

These High Monks revealed their figures at this moment, one after another turning into streams of light and entering directly into the Buddha statue in the Main Hall.

Inside the Tian Rulai Golden Buddha Statue, Buddhist seals appeared on the body of the white-boned High Monk.

This caused the Tian Rulai phantom, which had become somewhat evil as it took shape, to slowly become harmonious and compassionate once again.

Su Ping sensed the unusual movement within the Great Golden Light Temple.

After looking over, his gaze flickered slightly.

Suddenly, the gentle voice of the Sect Leader of the Ten Directions Sect reached his ears.

It turned out that this Sect Leader, whose heritage was equally profound, had already understood what was happening at the Great Golden Light Temple through the current changes.

Thus, he communicated with Su Ping, wanting to see if he could get more information from him.

In the view of the Sect Leader of the Ten Directions Sect.

The Great Golden Light Temple must have made a deal with an existence similar to a child of an evil god, but one who should be an enemy of the evil gods of their world.

They forged a Golden Body Buddha Statue for the other party, providing incense and Divine Souls.

While allowing the other party to achieve a higher degree of descent or other benefits.

It also allowed the Great Golden Light Temple to borrow the great power of this existence—which surpassed the Spirit Severing realm after descending into the Golden Body—to save the now precarious Cultivation World.

And in order to prevent the other party from turning hostile and denying the agreement.

At the critical moment of forging the Golden Body, the Great Golden Light Temple chose to let their former Abbot of the Great Golden Light Temple, who was also the only Spirit Severing High Monk of the Great Golden Light Temple, risk his life to enter the key node within the Golden Body.

Becoming a guarantee to ensure the deal would not be broken.

It was just that, for the sake of this one guarantee, the thousand-year foundation of the Great Golden Light Temple could be said to have been exhausted.

With such a great sacrifice, even knowing that this was a great thing beneficial to the entire Cultivation World.

Other major sects, as well as sect leaders including the Sect Leader of the Ten Directions Sect, still could not help but want to ask the other party:

With such a sacrifice, is it worth it even if it succeeds?

The Great Golden Light Temple, with its foundation completely exhausted... can it still be the Great Golden Light Temple!

The more they realized that they themselves dared not and could not make such a decision.

The more they admired this decision of the Great Golden Light Temple!

However, Su Ping, who knew quite a bit about the children of evil gods, after listening to the analysis of the Sect Leader of the Ten Directions Sect.

Sighed lightly and said:

"It is very difficult to succeed!"

In Su Ping's view, the more properly the Great Golden Light Temple arranged things and the more backup plans they had.

The lower the success rate would be.

The whole reason lies in the fact that Tian Rulai is not a true Buddha Venerable, but another child of an evil god.

When these guys realize that the losses outweigh the gains, doing the bare minimum or fleeing in the face of battle is a common occurrence.

Not to mention that the child of the evil god who ran over this time most likely just wanted to cause trouble for their peers.

Of course, it does not exclude the possibility that the other party came with the intent that if they cannot have it, no one else can, and then used their power to lead the Cultivation World out of the danger zone.

It is just that this possibility can be said to be slim to none.

However, the Great Golden Light Temple is not stupid either; they are, after all, a former Immortal Sect power.

To be willing to pay such a heavy price, they must have known one or two of the keys in advance and had corresponding countermeasures.

Su Ping did not know the full picture, nor did he continue to comment; he simply observed while continuing to feign mystery.

As the Three Heads and Six Arms avatar of Tian Rulai gradually solidified, the facial features became increasingly clear.

The perimeter of the Bright Light Barrier was once again shrouded by dark clouds.

Looking down from high above.

One could discover that the dark clouds from all directions had surrounded a circular gap emitting a faint white light.

Inside the dark clouds was that Avatar of an Evil Spirit sealed in the deep pit of Yunshan.

There was the one that the Ten Thousand Mountains had paid a great price for, yet still returned empty-handed.

There was also the Moshen Huashen of the Xieshen Diqizi worshipped by the Demon Sect in the Earth Palace.

Added to these were two others Su Ping had never seen, presumably the Avatars of Evil Spirits wreaking havoc in Donghai and the Western Desert.

Plus the one that had acted as the vanguard and was already gone.

This large-scale Dharma Assembly of the Great Golden Light Temple.

Had actually alarmed six sons of Evil Spirits into launching an action in advance at all costs.

That Seventh Son residing in the thousand-meter-tall demon god statue had the most imposing aura among them.

As soon as it cast a spell, a terrifying face that blotted out the sky, composed of black mist, condensed beneath the dark clouds.

"Foolish!"

"Do you think that by truly summoning that one over, you can save this riddled world of yours?"

"Your world was destined to be unsalvageable long ago!"

"Its arrival will only accelerate this process!"

"Every bit of Divine Power it exerts will cause the earth veins of your world to wither prematurely, thereby being devoured by us even faster!"

"Evil demons and heretics, cease your babbling!"

Hearing the voice of the Avatar of an Evil Spirit, the Nascent Soul Old Ancestor holding a Feather Fan shouted and loudly retorted:

"If it were truly as you say, why would you be in such a rush to come and stop us!"

"Do you really think we are all three-year-old children!"

Listening to the retort, Su Ping did not feel the other party was lying.

At this moment, the other party's target was the monks of the Great Golden Light Temple, so lies were meaningless.

As for why they were in such a rush to stop them, it was likely that the benefits of those lost earth veins would no longer have anything to do with them.

If a piece of cake that was about to be in one's hands was suddenly snatched away by someone else, one would naturally be angry and want to stop it, right?

After the message was delivered, the Avatars of Evil Spirits did not wait any longer.

The giant mouth of the human face made of black mist opened wide.

Immediately, countless large Evil Spirits rushed out from within.

Then, the other Avatars of Evil Spirits followed closely, bringing large swarms of Evil Spirits as they charged out from the dark clouds, surrounding and attacking from different directions.

Su Ping also became serious.

Teleportation Talismans appeared in his sleeves, ready for teleportation.

At the same time, he hid Fox God Amulets on his chest and back to prevent being ambushed by the Secret Techniques of the sons of Evil Spirits.

He also took out the Fox God Talismans and the True Martial Subduing Demon Emperor Statue produced this past month.

Feeling these life-saving items accompanying him, Su Ping felt slightly more at ease.

He began to face the surrounding battlefield squarely.

Upon the first contact, the side of the Cultivators felt immense pressure.

In order to protect the Bright Light Barrier, the Cultivators had to deploy experts to defend in all four directions.

For a time, they were somewhat stretched thin.

The Nascent Soul Old Ancestors were fine; relying on their Life-Bound Spirit Treasures or various trump cards, they could block the siege of the Evil Spirits.

Those at the Golden Core stage and below, even if they formed arrays, found it increasingly difficult to cope under the erosion of the Evil Qi.

The four Demon Emperors and Abbot Xuanmu were dispatched by Su Ping to serve as firefighters to fill the gaps.

Even so.

Not even half an incense stick of time had passed.

A large Evil Spirit resembling a slime rushed in front of the Bright Light Barrier and slammed heavily against it.

Although it was immediately beaten into a mass of black mist by the Golden Light reflected by the barrier.

It still caused ripples to appear on the Bright Light Barrier, and the entire barrier began to flicker.

While Su Ping noticed this movement.

He did not take action, only trying his best to remind his subordinate Demon Emperors to help put out the fires.

It was not that he did not want to move.

It was that Su Ping discovered he seemed to have received special attention from the Avatars of Evil Spirits opposite.

The demon god inhabited by the Seventh Son of the Evil Spirits stepped on the giant black human face, its aura locking onto the Immortal Boat where Su Ping was.

He and Su Ping, who was feigning mystery while sitting on the Golden Throne, stared at each other from afar just like that.

They fell into an inexplicable state of stalemate.

Su Ping noticed that among the Cultivators fighting desperately, no one felt his behavior was unusual.

Every time they glanced over, it was with awe and gratitude toward Su Ping.

They all seemed to think that Su Ping, as the Alliance Leader, was holding back the clearly strongest Moshen Huashen on the other side single-handedly.

After seeing the situation clearly, Su Ping was happy to let it be.

After all, if he wanted his Life-Bound Array Diagram to exert its maximum power, it was best to target those weakened Moshen Huashen, then catch them off guard with a sneak attack!

Once the opponent was dragged into the array diagram, he would use the Three-Colored Divine Light to desperately scrub away their health bar!

If he encountered one with too much health and too thick a hide, he could summon Valkyrie Kong to help once he had them under control.

He would use a Void Creature to devour the opponent and then return to the Void to give the other side a surprise!

Otherwise, he would have no choice but to invite the Fox God and the True Martial Demon-Subduing Emperor to help.

It was just that both of these had duration limits, and he had no extra reserves.

Once the time was dragged out, it would be his turn as the high-and-mighty Alliance Leader to have his mysterious persona exposed.

Therefore, after Su Ping realized he was playing the role of holding back the opponent's greatest combat power without damaging his own prestige, he continued to maintain his current form.

And in the heart of that Xieshen Diqizi.

It was also increasingly alarmed the more it looked at Su Ping, who was sitting on the Golden Throne.

The more it looked, the less it dared to act rashly!

In its demonic eyes.

Su Ping's entire body was entwined with two strange forces, one righteous and one evil.

At first glance, these two forces didn't seem like much, but the more one looked, the more something felt wrong.

An illusion even slowly spread that even its own true body could not compare to them.

It caused the illusion to arise that it could not see through the opponent.

Thus.

While Su Ping stared at the opponent.

This Seventh Son also stared at the opponent, pondering a way to break the deadlock.

"I can't see through him!"

"His background is mysterious and unfathomable; he appears high-and-mighty yet is full of contradictions."

"And this is inside the Mother God, our home turf!"

"Even if a True Immortal were truly reincarnated here, they would still be suppressed by the Mother God!"

"The opponent must have all sorts of restrictions, otherwise he wouldn't have chosen to stand off against me!"

The Moshen Huashen gently raised its right arm.

The number of large Evil Spirits emerging from the human faces beneath its feet surged in a wave.

Seeing this scene, Su Ping suspected that these large Evil Spirits might not be products of the Cultivation World, but were grabbed by the Seventh Son from the Dark Void to serve as cannon fodder.

The speed of the attacks from the Moshen Huashen and Evil Spirits from all directions also accelerated accordingly.

The defensive lines of the various Cultivators were all reporting emergencies one after another.

The number of times the Bright Light Barrier was attacked also surged in a massive wave.

One life-saving item after another, and all sorts of trump cards were forced out.

Seeing this.

Su Ping sighed softly.

He originally did not want to expose his foundation so quickly.

It was a pity that the Cultivators of this Cultivation World were not up to the task.

There was no other way; Su Ping imitated the opponent by raising his right arm and waving his hand.

On the deck behind him, streaks of Golden Light soared into the sky!