Chapter 691: The Lamp Burns Alight! Making the World a Sword!

"Amitabha! Comrade Luo Fu, does my Twenty-Four Celestial Realms meet your approval? Why not we cease hostilities and continue discussing the Journey to the West?"

After smoothing out the violent energies from the explosions of five palm-worlds, Daoist Randeng gazed at Luo Fu, chanting a Buddhist mantra as he made his request again.

He was not a man who enjoyed battle, nor did he desire to clash with Luo Fu.

Compared to fighting, he preferred Luo Fu to plainly state his terms and settle the karmic debt between Buddhism and him.

Daoist Randeng did not wish to fight, but Luo Fu very much did.

Especially after seeing the Twenty-Four Celestial Realms, Luo Fu wanted to fight even more.

As a disciple of the Jie Sect, seeing his own primordial spiritual treasure stolen and openly used before his eyes—how could his heart be at ease?

"Comrade, this Twenty-Four Celestial Realms technique can already be called a great divine art. Yet I, too, possess a divine art that specifically counters yours—please, let me demonstrate."

Ignoring Daoist Randeng's request, Luo Fu chose to continue attacking.

No sooner had the words left his mouth than Luo Fu opened his right hand again, and worlds began to coalesce within his palm.

In mere moments, exactly thirty-six worlds appeared upon Luo Fu's palm.

Seeing this, Daoist Randeng's expression subtly changed, and a vigilance unlike any before stirred within him.

Previously, when Luo Fu battled the Seven Treasures Marvelous Tree, he had summoned nine worlds at once—Daoist Randeng had assumed that was Luo Fu's limit.

After all, the technique of palm-worlds was not something one could casually perform.

Each world summoned carried the pressure of an entire world.

As one equally skilled in the Dao of Space, Daoist Randeng understood this perfectly.

Only because he possessed the Twenty-Four Divine Pearl of Calming the Seas could he sustain the Twenty-Four Celestial Realms simultaneously.

Similar primordial spiritual treasures were exceedingly rare; Luo Fu could hardly possess one.

Without relying on a primordial spiritual treasure, summoning two or three small worlds was Daoist Randeng's limit.

Luo Fu's ability to summon nine at once already proved his mastery over various Daos was unimaginably profound.

More palm-worlds, in Daoist Randeng's view, exceeded the level of a Pre-Saint.

Yet Daoist Randeng never imagined Luo Fu would summon not just more, but thirty-six—four times nine.

At the sight of the thirty-six palm-worlds, Daoist Randeng could not help but wonder whether Luo Fu likewise possessed a supreme space primordial spiritual treasure—one of particularly subtle power.

Otherwise, how could Luo Fu summon so many palm-worlds at once?

Thoughts flashed through his mind, but Daoist Randeng had no time now to investigate how Luo Fu achieved this—he needed to consider how to withstand Luo Fu's attack.

Thirty-six palm-worlds—even with the Twenty-Four Celestial Realms Array deployed—Daoist Randeng had no absolute confidence he could block.

Especially since Luo Fu loved to directly detonate worlds.

Merely thirty-six palm-worlds, Daoist Randeng was not overly fearful of.

Though the Twenty-Four Celestial Realms Array contained only twenty-four small worlds, the worlds opened by the Divine Pearls of Calming the Seas possessed far greater depth than ordinary small worlds.

Each small world also housed countless devotees he had painstakingly converted over the years.

Bolstered by the devotional power of these believers, each small world was several times—or even dozens of times—stronger than the small worlds Luo Fu had casually condensed.

When these small worlds' powers converged, blocking the assault of thirty-six palm-worlds was no great challenge.

But if Luo Fu chose to detonate all worlds simultaneously, that was another matter entirely.

In the instant a world swells, its destructive power multiplies countlessfold.

A typical Pre-Saint could easily tear apart a weak world.

But if that world were detonated, and one stood firm against it, even a Pre-Saint would be gravely wounded by the explosion's energy.

His spirit merged with the Twenty-Four Celestial Realms Array; under Daoist Randeng's control, thick, radiant Buddhist light blazed forth across the Array.

Yet just as Daoist Randeng expected Luo Fu to attack as before—controlling the thirty-six palm-worlds—something utterly unexpected occurred.

After summoning the thirty-six palm-worlds, Luo Fu did not direct them against Daoist Randeng.

Instead, he raised his right hand and gently clenched it toward the void.

In an instant, the thirty-six palm-worlds hovering before Luo Fu, as if summoned by some unseen force, began swirling and rearranging.

In the blink of an eye, the thirty-six palm-worlds had fused into a single sword.

Yes—a sword. A sword of worlds.