Chapter 486: Victory or Defeat

The wind rolled the scent of blood up from the foot of the mountain.

Lu Wushuang held her breath.

"Venerable... Bodhidharma?"

Even without having seen a portrait of Bodhidharma, she could recognize the identity of the Bodhidharma remnant corpse... besides Bodhidharma, it was impossible for anyone else to appear in the Izumo Grand Shrine in this state and be able to injure Li Miao to this extent.

On the surface, Li Miao was currently integrating four paths. But in reality, he had two paths of *Xuanlan* in his body; under the same realm, besides an out-of-spec opponent like An Qisheng, there was likely no one else who could contend with him.

But looking at it from the other side, just a broken, decaying corpse sealed in a statue for a thousand years, having lost its consciousness and the wonders of the three paths of nature, could still force Li Miao into a bitter battle—this Venerable Bodhidharma, in his lifetime, was likely not just integrating six paths.

He had perhaps already climbed to a realm beyond *Tianren*.

He himself represented the end of martial arts; he himself was the symbol of the most prosperous period of martial arts. If Master Zhang Sanfeng had not appeared, people would even classify his deeds as stories from ghost and god fiction.

Lu Wushuang dared not make a sound.

She was also a martial artist; how could she not have thought about whether she could contend with those legendary geniuses if she were born when the nature arts had not yet been lost and martial arts were flourishing?

It was as if time had reversed; the Buddha of a thousand years ago was about to fight to the death with the strongest person in the world a thousand years later.

And she was the only audience.

She had to see clearly and remember everything.

The first breath after Li Miao set up his stance.

Lu Wushuang suddenly felt cold all over, her *Zhou Tian* stopped on its own, and she instinctively screamed to her legs: "Run!!!"

She saw a sea of blood rolling toward her. In the sea of blood, countless white bones floated, and countless grievances were rolled, wailing and screaming, reaching out with rotten claws toward her, showing her hateful, wild laughter.

Lu Wushuang's eyes blurred, and suddenly, the sea of blood disappeared, as if it were just her hallucination. But when she turned her gaze back to Li Miao, the sea of blood appeared faintly again.

The prototype of "Jizhao."

The result of Li Miao's own deduction was not enough to make him achieve the fifth path realm, but it was already able to affect the opponent's senses, and it was also proof that he was using his full strength.

At the same time, the Bodhidharma remnant corpse also showed some anomalies.

It trembled.

It was as if someone in a deep sleep had been pricked by something; although it hadn't woken up, it had instinctively reacted.

It slowly raised its hands, palms up, right hand pressing on the left, the tips of the two thumbs facing each other to form a circle, overlapping on the abdomen.

"Zen Meditation Seal."

Lu Wushuang thought to herself.

This was one of the "Five Seals of Shakyamuni" in Buddhism, symbolizing purity, focus, and wisdom.

"But why would the Bodhidharma remnant corpse form this seal?"

"The Zen Meditation Seal is mostly used for meditation and has nothing to do with fighting. Among the Shaolin arts, there are many martial arts related to the other four seals, but only the Zen Meditation Seal has no related moves. Facing the aura of my Lord, why would it suddenly strike this hand seal?"

As Lu Wushuang pondered, she suddenly heard Li Miao laugh.

"I knew it!"

"Good, good, good!"

"This is the opponent I've been waiting for, this is the opponent I want!"

Lu Wushuang strangely turned her gaze back to the Bodhidharma remnant corpse, but she was suddenly stunned.

She saw an eye.

A turbid eye, with its pupil already scattered and devoid of spirit, yet looking at it made one's heart suddenly calm down.

On the face of the Bodhidharma remnant corpse, the remaining eye opened and looked at Li Miao.

And with the opening of this eye, the bleeding wounds on the remnant corpse suddenly stopped bleeding, the skin closed in an extremely eerie way, hiding the wounds without healing them. At the same time, a luster like gold rose on the skin of the remnant corpse.

"Xuanlan, connecting to the Diamond!"

Li Miao laughed.

"This is your *Xuanlan*—【Flawless】!"

"Anything else!"

There was more.