Chapter 614: Fox-Faced Buddha

The Buddha with a fox head and human body stood up, gently moving its hands and feet.

"Hoo... hehe, it is just as I thought."

Ren Yidao, having transformed into the Fox-Faced Buddha, revealed a satisfied smile; he was quite pleased with this current vessel.

Unlike Mingxin, who could only exert a bit of martial prowess, Ren Yidao could unleash ten, or even ninety percent of this Buddha body's strength!

Just as he had predicted, although he had not truly stepped into the Heaven Realm, the moment he affirmed his own Freedom Dao and saw the figure of the future, his own cultivation realm had actually already reached the threshold of Asking Dao, only one step away from the true Ascension Realm.

Although he had not yet entered the Heaven Realm, he was actually not far from attaining the Dao.

He had accumulated for a long time and could easily cross realms to slay those of the Formless stage; he only lacked a single opportunity to let his deep accumulation burst forth, cross the Formless stage, and step into Asking Dao in one stride!

An accumulation like his, if not unprecedented, was at least unmatched by any who came before.

"Hehe, I am thinking too much; in this world, how many can be like me?"

"And how many can reach even half of my level?"

Perhaps there will be some in the future, but by the time they appear, I fear I will already be standing at the peak.

The Fox-Faced Buddha chuckled and shook his head, then moved his feet slightly, instantly arriving above the head of the Immortal manifestation that had already become highly alert!

"You! Get! Down!"

The Immortal was furious and raised a hand to grab at its head.

It was enraged that Ren Yidao dared to perform such a disrespectful act, and shocked by the astonishing strength he was currently displaying.

How is this possible!

It actually did not perceive him at all!?

The moment Ren Yidao's Dao God inhabited the headless Buddha body, it understood that it had been deceived before; that headless fellow was just a flashy but useless silver-tipped spear, and should not have been worth fearing at all.

Yet the strength this Fox-Faced Buddha displayed at this moment sent a chill deep into its heart.

No!

That white fox, is it actually also a Demon God!?

Otherwise, it would be absolutely impossible to control a Buddha's body!

Another trap?

Just as these thoughts flashed through its mind like lightning, the Fox-Faced Buddha above its head had already made a move.

Or more accurately...

It moved its foot.

As the manifestation's massive hands descended toward him like two mountain peaks, the Fox-Faced Buddha gently lifted its right foot and then stamped downward without a trace of hostility.

Thump.

Accompanied by a soft, muffled sound, the entire Immortal manifestation froze, and then began to shatter starting from the top of its head!

Boom, boom, boom!

In less than two breaths of time, the previously arrogant Immortal manifestation had already crumbled and collapsed.

"Cough!" The middle-aged Daoist tumbled out from the manifestation, unable to stop himself from spitting out a mouthful of blood, his expression filled with horror.

One strike?

He used only one strike!?

It knew its own strength better than anyone; although what it was exerting now could not compare to its peak Ascension Realm late-stage strength in the past, it was at least the strength of the Ascension Realm mid-stage!

Yet such strength was so vulnerable before the other party!

What exactly is the origin of this body!!?

Ascension Realm late-stage?

Or could it be... Ascension Realm Great Perfection!?

If it were the latter, the identity of this body was almost self-evident; even in the most prosperous period of the entire Western Desert Divine Continent, there were not many Buddhas at the Ascension Realm Great Perfection!

Is it the Fozi who fell into the Demon path back then and was suppressed by all the Buddhas?

Or is it the Spirit Mountain Fozhu who passed away early after being injured by the Demon Buddha while suppressing him?

This...

The Immortal was shocked by the origin of the Fox-Faced Buddha's body, while Yaoyue over there glared angrily at the Fox-Faced Buddha who had run over to cause trouble: "Hey! Don't come and disturb me!"

"I haven't lost yet!" she complained indignantly: "I was just letting it lower its guard; I was preparing to defeat it in one move!"

Yaoyue's complaints entered Ren Yidao's ears and were directly translated into the barking of a loser—

It was just lag earlier; if it hadn't lagged, I would have killed it!

That was just a warm-up; I'm going to get serious now!

Hmm, all excuses.

Sure enough, even the softest mouth when kissing is hard when refusing to admit defeat.

Thus, he waved his hand, ignoring her, and while rushing toward the middle-aged Daoist, he casually brushed her off:

"Be good, don't make a scene."

"Go play by yourself for now, bear with it a little longer, it will be over in a moment."

Yaoyue:???

What scene did I make?

No, you make it clear, what scene did I make!?

Yaoyue was itching with hatred, but she really did stay where she was, obediently, and did not go up to cause trouble.

She knew her own situation better than anyone; her maneuvering with the Immortal manifestation just now was already her limit, and that was only because the other party had been on guard and hadn't used its full strength.

Although she hadn't truly achieved what she had imagined—defying the heavens to slay an Immortal—Yaoyue's mood was actually not too bad.

She had stared at the fox face Ren Yidao had transformed into for a few extra moments, and at this time, she couldn't help but mutter in her heart: "... You disrespectful, evil disciple, bullying your superiors and violating rules all day long, isn't it just because you look good? What's so great about that, hmph!"

The Fox-Faced Buddha's fox-headed, human-bodied appearance might be somewhat bizarre to the average human, perhaps only a source of ecstasy for certain furry enthusiasts.

But for a true fox spirit like Yaoyue, it was practically a special attack.

Especially the image of that Baihu Daoshen leaping down from the bright moon just now; it couldn't have been more perfectly aligned with Yaoyue's aesthetic.

Perfect score, absolutely a perfect score!

Yaoyue's legs couldn't help but rub together, her complexion flushed with an unusual crimson, feeling an impulse to transform into her demon form and wag her tail.

It's hard, the tail is hard!

……

Ren Yidao didn't notice the wild instinctual agitation of his master, as he was currently focused entirely on the Immortal's movements.

Although the Fozi body possessed powerful strength, this Immortal was no simple character; he could not afford to relax or be careless at a time like this.

One must know, that kick just now looked light and airy, but in reality, it was a strike that fused numerous techniques, Dao Techniques, and divine abilities, gathering all the power of this body!

He had intended to defeat the enemy in one blow, but he hadn't expected this Immortal God to merely have his Dharma image shattered and suffer nothing more than spitting out a couple mouthfuls of blood.

The visitor is not kind!

Oh, wait.

Huhu, I am the visitor.

"Cough, cough! Cough, cough..."

The middle-aged Daoist's laborious coughing, like a consumptive ghost, made Ren Yidao's slender fox eyes narrow slightly, seeing the organ fragments in the blood the other party coughed up.

Oh?

Perhaps he had been too cautious; the other party's condition might be far worse than it appeared on the surface. If they couldn't even recover from this kind of injury, then it was highly probable they were already at the end of their rope.

The middle-aged Daoist saw the thoughtfulness in the Fox-Faced Buddha's eyes, stopped coughing, and said in a deep voice: "We are not enemies. As long as you let me go, I can help you strike..."

Whoosh!

Just as the Immortal opened his mouth to negotiate peace, the Fox-Faced Buddha, who had been in place a second ago, arrived in an instant and kicked toward his chest.

Crack!

"Cough! You!!!"

The Immortal, whose chest had been kicked to pieces, was furious. You guy, why don't you follow the martial code!?

Are you even human!!?

Ren Yidao secretly curled his lip, completely ignoring the other party's fury.

Negotiate peace?

Who wants to negotiate peace with you?

Taking your life while you are sick is the true path!

A villain who doesn't give the protagonist a chance to monologue is the true King's Way villain!

Oh, wait, I seem to be the righteous side... never mind, it's not a big problem!

In short, finishing the job is the King's Way!

Finish the job!

Finish the job!

Finish the job!

Important things must be said three times!

The Fox-Faced Buddha pressed his advantage, not giving the Immortal any chance to catch his breath. Lotuses bloomed beneath his feet, each one kicking fiercely into the middle-aged Daoist's body; golden lotuses bloomed one by one, as if taking root and sprouting within him.

With every lotus that appeared, the middle-aged Daoist's movements slowed down, and by the time the ninth golden lotus appeared, his movements had completely turned into slow motion, and his entire Dharma Power was suppressed.

Ren Yidao didn't really understand Buddhism, but he had observed the ten thousand methods of Buddhism and understood the Dao of Incense even better.

Master one method, and you master all.

By analogy, he transformed the Incense Fire Power into lotuses and planted them inside the Immortal's body, relying on the other party's cultivation to grow continuously, finally bearing the Dao Fruit of the lotus seed.

It looks like an evil method, but in fact... well, this truly cannot be considered a righteous method either.

But isn't that just how the Buddhist methods of the Western Desert Divine Continent are?

As long as the exterior looks magnificent and golden, who cares if it is filthy and unbearable underneath?

Ren Yidao felt that he had thoroughly grasped the true essence of Western Desert Buddhism.

He was already ready to graduate.

"Cough, cough..." The middle-aged Daoist's coughing became increasingly laborious, and his breathing grew more painful.

It wasn't that he hadn't thought about resisting, but every counterattack was beaten back by the other party's unreasonable posture.

It would be one thing if he couldn't win in physical combat, but he hadn't expected the other party's mental defenses to be even tighter, not giving him any chance to exploit a weakness; all attacks aimed at the Consciousness Sea sank like stones into the ocean, not even stirring up a wave.

Several attempts not only yielded no results but also led to him being caught by the other party during a moment of distraction, taking several more kicks and having more lotuses planted on his body.

One kick, one lotus; his thinking grew slower and slower, and he had already foreseen his own demise.

Is today my day of death?

He cast one last divination for himself; unsurprisingly, it was a situation of certain death.

... Since Heaven's will is such, so be it.

He lay on the ground, looking up at the firmament, feeling somewhat desolate for a moment, and slowly closed his eyes.

"Are you about done?"

Ren Yidao looked at the Immortal, who was stepped under his feet, covered in golden lotuses, and no longer resisting, and suddenly asked out of the blue: "By the way, I remembered one thing. I haven't asked for the Immortal Venerable's name yet?"

!!?

The Immortal's eyes, which had already been tightly shut, snapped open, and he couldn't help but glare at this grinning Fox-Faced Buddha.

At this very moment?

You've only just thought to ask now?

"You! You this..."

The Immortal wanted to curse in anger, but the words stopped abruptly at the edge of his lips, and then he couldn't help but laugh, "Heh... hehe, hahahaha!!!"

He lay on the ground, laughing loudly, his golden lotus flowers swaying slightly with his laughter, like a breeze blowing over a lotus pond.

The fox-faced Buddha smiled and lowered his head to ask the lotus pond:

"Why does the Immortal Venerable laugh?"

"Haha! I am laughing at myself! A lifetime of struggling to cross, sweeping through the contemporary era, crowning the world, attaining the Human Immortal fruit status, and looking down upon Heaven and Earth."

Death was a foregone conclusion, and the Immortal seemed to have let go of all his misgivings, laughing wantonly, "I thought I had a chance to reach the other shore, but who would have thought that I would end up like this in the end! Isn't it ridiculous?"

An Immortal Venerable of a generation, in the end, actually turned into nourishment for the lotus flowers.

Ridiculous, truly ridiculous!

But it is also a very fitting end for a loser.

"Since things have come to this, leaving behind a name would only be a laughingstock, and would instead ruin my lifelong reputation." The Immortal laughed loudly, completely giving up resistance, letting the roots of those golden lotus flowers pierce into his dantian and stab into his Consciousness Sea, allowing them to draw nourishment.

He used his last bit of strength to lift his head, staring at the fox-faced Buddha beside him to ask: "Kid, what is your name?"

"Me? I think I'd better not say."

"Hm?"

Ren Yidao shrugged and teased with a smile: "I'm afraid you'll hold a grudge against me down below, and even more afraid that you'll curse me before you die."

The final curse of an Immortal before they fall is not something easy to resist.

We aren't that close, so don't act so intimate.

"Hahahaha!!!" The Immortal was stunned for a moment before laughing even more happily, unable to help but nod, "This Immortal Venerable likes you!"

He did indeed have the thought of biting off a piece of the other party's flesh at the very end, but he hadn't expected to be seen through.

"But I don't like you. If you want to go, go quickly. If you dawdle any longer, I'll help you be decent." Ren Yidao curled his lips and shook his ankles.

"Hahaha! Good, good, good, I'll do it myself!"

The Immortal laughed, and then his entire body and Immortal soul began to burn, turning into a beam of white light that shot straight into the sky.

It was not burning in the literal sense, but an ultimate sublimation, igniting all his power to turn into the most brilliant beacon in the world.

In the end, he was not as carefree as he said; he had not truly let go of life and death, and he did not want to fulfill Ren Yidao in the end.

"What a stingy Immortal." Ren Yidao muttered to himself, then couldn't help but laugh and shake his head.

That's enough.

You've already killed the person, and you still want them to fulfill you; that's a bit too wicked.

Ren Yidao did not stop the other party's self-immolation and lowered his head to chant scriptures for deliverance.

And just as the Wuming Immortal turned into a beacon, every Immortal God, whether they had been watching this place in secret or had not cast their gaze here, felt something in this instant.

Everyone, at this moment, looked toward the Western Desert Divine Continent.

They saw the firelight and felt the emotions contained within it.

An Immortal had fallen.

Unlike the fake deaths of the past, this was a complete fall; even the Immortal soul was forced to burn, with no possibility of a comeback ever again.

Who is it?

Who exactly did this?

They wanted to peek further and saw the scene before the Immortal soul.

The fox-headed, human-bodied Buddha stood quietly, as if seeing the Immortal off, and behind him... a black-robed Buddha exuding a pitch-black aura slowly opened the one hundred and eight eyes all over his body, looking at everyone who was peeking here.

!!!

Is that a Buddha? Or a Demon?

Demon Buddha!!?

Countless Immortal Gods hurriedly cut off their peeking at this moment, but several still suffered a backlash, and through a moment of carelessness, they exposed their own locations.

The Immortal Gods were all horrified; what kind of madness is this Demon Buddha up to?

Could it be that he wants to hunt down all the Immortal Gods!?

What great audacity!?

And just as the Immortal Gods were furious, Ren Yidao also noticed the Demon Buddha that had appeared behind him, and... the head he was holding in his hand.

It was a "Buddha's" head, but it was a faceless Buddha head that had already been completely refined and had no filthy or twisted aura.

His own side had already been fast, but he hadn't expected the Demon Buddha to be not only faster but to have finished cleaning up as well.

Ren Yidao raised an eyebrow secretly but didn't ask further, nodding and saying: "Fozhu, is your side finished too?"

The Demon Buddha nodded, then handed the faceless Buddha head in his hand to Ren Yidao, saying calmly: "Attach it, or... swallow it and take its place."

Hm?

Ren Yidao looked at the Buddha head being handed over, his eyebrows lifting slightly.

What does the Demon Buddha mean by this?

Letting me choose?

Either use this Buddha head to attach to this body?

Or swallow this Buddha head and take its place?

Wait, this operation, why does it feel like I've seen it somewhere before?

... Hm, Transforming Hu into Buddha?

Uh, no.

This is the other way around.

Turn Buddha into a barbarian?

Into a fox?