Chapter 1062

Even though he knew he was no match, he refused to give up so easily again.

At once, he gathered the power of the Crimson Fire Wu Dao Sword Twenty-Three into a single thread, rising against that world-erasing palm.

"Good for nothing bastard Damo, since you've meddled, I'll erase you too."

How could Master Changsheng not have seen the help Gao Seng gave to Liusheng Wuji?

At this moment, the colossal palm surged forward—he would erase from existence every single thing on this snow peak.

Including Liusheng Wuji, Gao Seng, and everything beneath this palm.

This palm had been pushed to its absolute limit by Master Changsheng.

In an instant, the entire space shattered with a roar.

Behind countless fragments of space, streams of spatial chaos emerged.

But Master Changsheng, having unleashed this world-erasing palm, had drawn in portions of the spatial chaos to merge into it.

Yet more spatial chaos still spread outward, making the sky seem ready to collapse and shatter.

"It's over… how could Master's descent bring about such a great calamity…"

Ni Zongchi within the belly of Snow Peak Mountain had a face as gray as death.

Master Changsheng's world-erasing palm had already left them with no hope of survival.

They had only hoped that Gao Seng's divine arts were invincible, that he could join forces with the You Dongying elder to leave this snow peak a sliver of life.

But now this palm had triggered heaven's collapse and earth's rupture.

Even if one escaped this world-erasing palm, who could withstand the heavens falling afterward?

The other senior monks of the Heart Zen Hall were just as pale-faced as Ni Zongchi.

After all, what they wished for was merely to welcome their Master's return—not to destroy the world.

Now not only would they die, but if they caused the heavens to collapse, all life in this realm would suffer.

Gao Seng sat upon Miejue Shitai, watching the celestial anomaly, showing no fear.

Instead, a smile graced his face; he clasped his hands together, sitting calmly upon the stone platform.

Just as the heavens shattered and countless streams of spatial chaos erupted.

A beam of Jin Guang descended from beyond the heavens, passing through Master Changsheng's world-erasing palm as if it were nothing, striking Gao Seng.

Then Gao Seng was bathed in Jin Guang, and the stone platform beneath him transformed into a lotus platform.

He himself seemed to have become a Buddha reborn.

He raised one palm vertically and chanted sutras.

"Bald bastard, chanting sutras now? What's the point!"

Master Changsheng found the Jin Guang strange, yet paid it no mind.

He accelerated the world-erasing palm even further.

In his mind, this palm was already his strongest.

How many of the Qinglong Society's senior guests could possibly withstand it?

As his speed increased, the collapse of heaven and earth grew even more violent.

Not just the Western Regions, but people across the Central Plains gradually noticed the anomaly in the west.

The scene of heaven collapsing and earth rupturing filled countless hearts with dread and unease.

Even martial cultivators of great attainment stared in shock, their hearts trembling.

Though the image of heaven's collapse had not yet fully spread.

For some reason, the land near three thousand temples began to shake violently.

As if the earth trembled and mountains collapsed.

Countless people, terrified and anxious, prayed to the heavens and Buddhas for protection.

Just then, above the three thousand temples of Dajiangnanbei.

A golden light screen suddenly appeared.

Within the screen, a faint image could be seen.

A mighty celestial deity, towering from earth to heaven, raised one palm and pierced the heavens, slamming downward.

Beneath his palm sat a disheveled head monk, seated upon a lotus platform, chanting sutras continuously.

"Ah! So the celestial deity is battling the Buddha?"

"What celestial deity? He's already pierced the heavens—what kind of deity is that?"

"Then what is it?"

"How should I know? If it appears above the temple, shouldn't we ask the abbot?"

"Abbot, what is this? Is this the western celestial change?"

"Amitabha Buddha—this is the divine wrath of the gods, displeased with mortal stupidity, seeking to erase the world and begin anew.

The Buddha's compassion has sent forth a great virtuous Gao Seng to obstruct the gods' act of annihilation!"

"What? So the gods truly intend to erase the world?"

"What kind of god is this? If he wants to erase the world, he wants to kill you and me—what kind of god is that?"

"That that that…"

"What 'that that that'? In my view, that great virtuous Gao Seng is the true savior Buddha."

"Yes! Savior Buddha—quickly defeat that annihilating demon god!"

"Yes! Savior Buddha!"

Before temples across the Central Plains, countless such dialogues were unfolding.

After the monks' explanations, the common people believed it was a demon god of annihilation battling the Savior Buddha.

For a moment, countless believers and non-believers alike, under the monks' guidance, began chanting sutras.

They prayed that the savior Buddha in their hearts might rescue this world from the god of annihilation.

848, kneel down before me!

"The Annihilation Crisis is truly the beginning of our sect's prosperity!"

Master Xue Damo sat upon a lotus throne, reciting scriptures.

At the same time, he felt the growing power of faith from across the land, and his heart bloomed with joy.

His scheme had indeed turned out quite well.

As long as he could gather the faith of this world, he…

Just as his thoughts grew increasingly exhilarating, a scream diverted Master Xue Damo's attention.

It turned out that Liusheng Wuji had pushed the Crimson Fire, Pathless Sword Twenty-Three to its absolute limit.

Instead of retreating, he advanced, striking directly against the Annihilation Palm.

But this palm was the most terrifying strike ever unleashed by Master Changsheng, far beyond what Liusheng Wuji could withstand.

Thus, the result of his counterattack was the shattering of Crimson Fire, Pathless Sword Twenty-Three.

Then, the sword intent recoiled, severely wounding Liusheng Wuji until he neared death—he screamed, and crashed heavily from the sky into the dust.

"A mayfly dares to shake a great tree—how laughably overconfident!"

"Liusheng Wuji, do you truly believe that defeating one Huangfu Sword Saint makes you invincible in the Central Plains?"

Seeing this utterly devastating result, Master Changsheng was ecstatic and couldn't help laughing.

The celestial image he had condensed, under his influence, also laughed along.

Yet Master Xue Damo broadcasted all of this across Tianyu Shenzhou, to countless temples.

But he deliberately omitted the scene of Liusheng Wuji countering the Annihilation Palm.

"That god of annihilation is still laughing arrogantly!"

"Pah, they all say he's not a god, not a god at all!"

"Amitabha, let us say no more—hurry and chant the sutras!"

The abbot has said that as long as we chant and pray, we shall be with the savior Buddha.

The savior Buddha will then aid us in withstanding the power of annihilation."

"Yes, yes, hurry and chant, hurry and chant!"

Before three thousand temples, countless worshippers and faithful once again settled their minds and chanted sutras.

Invisible streams of faith rose from their chanting and drifted westward.

Feeling the ever-growing power of faith, Master Xue Damo grew ever more confident.