Chapter 553

Han Yuanzhen's expression did not change.

It seemed to be within his expectations.

He spun and slashed horizontally!

The arrivals were none other than the Twin Buddhas of the Western Desert.

They hailed from the Jingangtian Sect!

It was one of the strongest powers in the Western Desert, standing shoulder to shoulder with the Miaoyin Studio.

Strictly speaking.

They were actually a bit stronger than the Miaoyin Studio.

Although the two were not the champions of the previous session, they were among the very best of them; had their time spent cultivating back then not been too short, and their realm a bit lower, who the champion would have been was truly hard to say.

Now, over a decade had passed.

They had long since reached perfect completion.

Their strength far surpassed what it once was.

Moreover, the two were twins, possessing a power that was hard to explain, and when they coordinated, they were all the more incomparably formidable!

The red-haired one was named Huikong, the black-haired one was named Huiming.

"Perfect chance to test the Jin Gang Mantra of the Tianmen Monastery!"

Han Yuanzhen's heart leaped at the sight of worthy prey.

His fighting spirit blazed high!

Just as stated before.

Today he would not only obtain the Divine Spirit Fruit, but also defeat everyone!

"Buddha's mercy."

The red-haired Huikong wore a serene expression.

"The Buddha says, let him suffer."

The black-haired Huiming, however, revealed a ferocious look.

"Vajra Ten Thousand Laws? All Beings Delivered!"

On both of them, tenfold palm-intent surged forth!

In the raising of their hands.

A terrifying palm-print swept out horizontally!

Merging together!

By the time it reached Han Yuanzhen, it had already become incomparably massive.

Like an ancient Buddha subduing demons, a palm-print descended from the firmament above.

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Seeing this.

Han Yuanzhen's brows knit tight.

This power... seemed somewhat beyond his imagination!

Far too strong!

But it was the two of them joining forces, so it was understandable!

"Heavenly Origin Overlord Blade? Boundless Frost and Snow Shine!"

Han Yuanzhen gripped his blade with both hands!

Tenfold blade-intent surged forth.

He poured every ounce of his power into the long blade.

In an instant, snow drifted through the mortal world, countless ice crystals spread densely, and the blade-light, like a cold tide, swept away everything!

Boom!

The two collided!

The palm-print shattered, and the blade-light also dispersed.

"Haha, worthy of the Tianmen..."

Han Yuanzhen was exhilarated, just about to say something.

But the Twin Buddhas of the Western Desert attacked directly.

All his words were pressed back into his throat, forcibly held in, unbearably uncomfortable.

At this moment.

The Wish Divine Spirit Fruit still flickered with light atop the tree.

No one went to pluck it.

The weak had long been blasted away by the aftershocks; once they came to, they fled frantically.

As for the strong, well.

Unless they were extremely confident.

No one would take it at this moment.

29　　Who would dare take it.

That would surely draw everyone's condemnation!

Therefore.

Many people all stopped not far away.

Then, among themselves, battles erupted!

Since that is the case, then there is no choice but to decide the victor, with the final winner claiming it.

Otherwise, continuing in this stalemate serves no purpose.

Dongmen Xiangzhong came to his senses.

His brows tightened.

It seems the aftereffects of using that secret technique not long ago have not yet ended.

He actually failed to snap out of the divine artifact's influence immediately.

Instead, he had delved deep into this place.

One must remember, his initial thought was not to participate, but to wait and see before striking.

To some extent, this amounted to abandoning the contest for this Divine Spirit Fruit.

After all, his strength had not fully recovered.

Furthermore, there was the monster known as Meng Zhangqing.

The chances were far too slim.

Thinking thus, Dongmen Xiangzhong intended to leave.

But a slender figure appeared before him.

Her hair was black as ink, her face utterly beautiful.

It was Yue Qingchan.

"Amitabha, benefactor, please offer your move."

Yue Qingchan's expression was icy.

Given the current situation, no one could remain on the sidelines.

One must get involved.

How could one allow you the chance to reap the benefits while others fight?

"Just the current Head of the Sect, and you dare approach me?"

"Do you think you are Meng Zhangqing?"

Dongmen Xiangzhong's face darkened!

The suppressed anger in his chest surged up instantly.

"Bodhi Bright Sage? All Buddhas Pass On."

Yue Qingchan pressed her palms together.

Her expression changed instantly.

Half icy, half gentle.

And apart from the palm intent comprising fifty percent, a true intent actually surged forth once more within her body!