Chapter 40: The Tragedy of the Dream God

"Do not underestimate the Archons! You bastards!"

By now, the two Archons had long lost the arrogance they held just moments ago; they roared and unleashed their strongest attacks.

"Beyond the Shore of Dreams!"

"Azure Waters Join the Sky!"

A vast ocean carrying boundless corrosive qi swept toward the fist curtain, as flowers of the Shore of Dreams bloomed from the river, bringing endless killing intent.

Countless fists were destroyed.

But more wooden fists extended forth in succession!

In just a brief moment!

The combined strongest attack of the two Archons was shattered by the seemingly endless wooden fists of the Top-Formed Buddha, and the remaining wooden fists charged toward the two Archons.

In an instant, the two Archons were drowned by these endless fists.

Countless violent booms echoed across Huazhou.

Even the immortals and common people in Guizhong Plain could feel the obvious tremors.

"Is the battle so fierce?"

Li Shui Die Shan Zhenjun gazed toward Huazhou and murmured.

"A-Yan..."

Little Ganyu's beautiful eyes were filled with deep concern.

"Relax, Little Ganyu; the Archon is here."

Lady Guizhong gently stroked the twin horns atop Little Ganyu's head, offering comfort.

Yet in her eyes, there was also an indelible worry.

Inside Huazhou.

A quarter-hour later, the booming sounds gradually ceased.

Huazhou, once filled with birdsong and fragrant flowers, was now unrecognizable; rocks were shattered, and countless huge fist craters covered the land.

The Dream Archon knelt on the ground, gasping for breath in great gulps.

Her originally exquisite and seductive face was now grotesque and terrifying; her body was in tatters, and wails rose all around her.

In the critical moment, the Dream Archon commanded her subordinate Yaksha clan to withstand wave after wave of wooden fist strikes with their mortal bodies.

Even so, she herself had reached the level of severe injury.

The Yaksha clan was nearly wiped out; only five remained alive at this moment—three men and two women.

And these five were now on their last breaths, utterly devoid of combat power.

Fear marked their faces; their eyes regained a bit of clarity as they stared at the Buddha that blocked out the sky and sun.

The Chi Archon was nowhere to be seen; only some colorful crystal fragments could be seen in certain craters.

Those were the most vibrant scales on the Chi Dragon's body!

They were its reverse scale!

At the instant the wooden fists crashed down, the Chi Dragon sacrificed its Archon's primal essence blood, using the reverse scale as the price, to suffer grievous injury and flee far away.

For a time, the battlefield was silent, leaving only the faint moans of the Yakshas.

All the Archons gazed at this great Buddha in terror.

Terrifying!

Utterly terrifying!

This move by Jiang Yan made this group of Archons realize.

The times were about to change.

Guizhong Plain was no longer merely a so-called emerging power.

It had entered the ranks of top-tier powers.

The name Wood Spirit Zhenjun was deeply branded in the hearts of all the Archons.

They would rather face Morax than face this person!

"One managed to escape?"

Jiang Yan gasped for breath in great gulps, and the immortal mask on his face vanished.

The sudden drop in elemental power did not feel good to him.

Immortal power was completely exhausted!

"To cut the weeds... one must remove the roots!"

Jiang Yan's hands did not lower; they remained held together in a clasped position.

He had no strength to pursue the one who fled, but this one before him must absolutely not be left alive!

"Crack... Crack..."

The great Buddha shed the thousand-hand Luo Pan surrounding it and rose to its feet.

"No..."

"Don't..."

"Spare my life..."

Gazing at the approaching great Buddha, the Dream Archon spoke in terror; grievously injured as she was, she was already unable to move.

"You!! You beasts!!"

"Move!!"

"Come quickly and protect me!!!"

The Dream Archon roared at the five remaining Yakshas around her.

But the Yakshas did not heed Meiyouli Society.

It was not that they did not heed.

Rather, the fear of clan extermination brought by this Great Buddha before them had already surpassed the Dream Demon God's control over them.

Facing this Great Buddha, they, grievously wounded and near death, could not muster any heart of resistance.

"Do not!!"

"I do not want to die!!"

The Dream Demon God, as if mad, roared again and again.

"Spare me! I am willing to join your camp!"

"I can control others! I am very useful!! If I join you, I can let you......"

The Dream Demon God shouted, but before he could finish speaking, he was stepped into the ground by the giant Buddha's foot.