Chapter 4110

Immediately after, a great number of Heavenly Court's orthodox gods and Buddhism's true Buddhas tumbled out from within.

They floated in midair, relying on their formidable power.

"What happened? Weren't we gathered earlier under that Your Majesty's summons?"

"Wait a moment—could this be another world? Is that Your Majesty now casting a great spell to send us to another world, to conquer the realm?"

"There's no reason for it! If he truly wanted us to go fight, that Your Majesty would surely have said so beforehand. Why were we sent over so suddenly?"

Regardless....

Be they Buddha or god, every face now wore a look of bewilderment, utterly unable to comprehend what was happening.

"Interesting!"

The Demon Buddha Wutian laughed softly. He sat cross-legged, and a black Buddha lotus naturally appeared beneath him.

At a thought from him, terrifying black Buddhist force spread out, sweeping vast swathes of heavenly gods and demons into itself.

Yang Jian's expression was solemn. He stared fixedly at a youth in black armor across from him, a young man in a black battle robe, and a monkey scratching its ears and cheeks. "Another me, Nezha...... and Sun Wukong too?"

Taking a deep breath, Yang Jian suddenly sprang into action.

In the span of a single breath, the black-armored Yang Jian's body crumbled apart, dissolving into a skyful of blood mist.

"Crap, there's an enemy!"

The Immortal-Demon Nezha's expression changed drastically, and the Hun Tian Ling on his body unfurled outward.

However, Yang Jian employed the Eight-Nine Mysterious Art, and his three-pointed, double-edged blade came slashing down, instantly severing the Hun Tian Ling in two.

Then, in the same motion, it pierced straight through the Immortal-Demon Nezha's body.

The Immortal-Demon Nezha spat fresh blood, his face a mask of shock and disbelief. "Eight-Nine, 8...... this kind of power—how could Yang Jian possibly—"

On the other side, after a silence, the Immortal-Demon Sun Wukong flew into a rage. "Dammit, how dare you wound my friend!"

The Golden Cudgel instantly materialized in his hand, and he swung it toward Yang Jian's direction.

Yang Jian's face was expressionless. He merely raised his hand and, as a matter of course, caught the blow. "Another Sun Wukong...... with only this much strength, thinking you can defeat me is foolish."

Fa Hai and Bai Suzhen likewise joined the battle.

Gazing at the battlefield, Ying Zheng's brow suddenly furrowed as he looked toward the sky.

A middle-aged man in a nine-dragon robe gradually appeared in the sky above. Every gesture and movement of his carried the bearing of a Heavenly Emperor, his dominance unmatched—it was Zhang Bairen.

"I've been inexplicably thrown into this world... this kind of method......"

Zhang Bairen's expression grew exceedingly grave. He confirmed that the enemy's strength might surpass imagination.

Moreover, Zhang Bairen was wondering whether his choice this time had been a mistake. "There's no reason...... didn't the system say this incident was within my capacity to resolve?"

Was the system wrong, or had some other unexpected development occurred? Zhang Bairen's gaze swept across the entire field, and then his expression stiffened.

That... the one using the Heaven-Through Black Lotus to suppress endless Buddhas—isn't that the Demon Buddha Wutian? Wait, that... is the Qin Shi Huang from The Legend of Qin? But why can Qin Shi Huang summon an army of this level, even crushing his heavenly soldiers and generals? "And over there...... it's Fa Hai, Bai Suzhen, and Yang Jian."

Zhang Bairen's face darkened as he stared at the three from the Society battling the Heavenly Court's many orthodox gods, his thoughts in utter chaos.

These............ are clearly people from different worlds—why have they all gathered together? And the power they're displaying is far greater than what he remembered of them! A deafening dragon roar sounded.

Zhang Bairen sensed extreme danger and abruptly raised his fist, punching toward the left. "Heavenly Emperor Fist!"

The light of the Great Dao erupted, and the terrifying fist-force capable of destroying everything swept toward the left.

Colliding with the black divine dragon, the void was instantly torn apart. Faintly, dao-traces coalesced as true dragons and immortal phoenixes appeared, crying out toward the heavens.

"A little interesting."

The black dragon vanished, and Ying Zheng appeared in its place.

He stared at Zhang Bairen with keen interest. "The... Heavenly Emperor Fist from the One-Hand-Covering-Heavens world?"

"What?"

Zhang Bairen's heart was shaken once more.

Why? Why would this strange Ying Zheng from The Legend of Qin know of the existence of the One-Hand-Covering-Heavens world? No matter how he thought about it, it didn't make sense.

After a brief standoff, Zhang Bairen said in a low voice, "It seems the three of you harbor some great secret."

"In that case...... then I'll go all out and beat you to death!"

Terrifying divine light erupted from his body, and above his head condensed three terrifying weapons radiating chaotic immortal light.

A jar, a cauldron, and a bell.

Chaotic light cascaded down from the three weapons, enveloping Zhang Bairen's body. He was shrouded in chaotic qi, his hair black and thick, his features obscured—only that... unparalleled majesty was revealed.

He raised his fist once more, and the Heavenly Emperor Fist was hurled forth, its unparalleled offensive power erupting.

The entire world trembled violently in that instant, dense cracks appearing across it.

"Interesting."

Ying Zheng's eyes lit up. Nine black dragons manifested beside him, and his aura skyrocketed to its peak in an instant. "Let me see just how strong you truly are."

Xiao Qing stood in a daze, staring at the world-upending scene before her. Her entire worldview had collapsed, and she almost suspected she was dreaming.

Su Han watched the battlefield with keen interest, glancing every so often at the Society chat room in his mind, and found it quite lively at the moment.

Hui Yuanai: "......"

Hijikata Juuzou: "Terrifying beyond compare!"

Kill Teacher: "This pot definitely belongs to Ye Hei."

Kill Teacher: "Ye Hei, come out and take your beating!"

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