Chapter 1065

Patriarch Damo was utterly shocked.

He remembered that he had clearly exhausted every means to trap the Demon Lord Bai Suzhen within the Wooden Man Alley.

The Black Pupil and Snow Damo who followed her were both killed.

Even the Demon Lord Bai Suzhen was on the verge of having her essence soul drained to death.

Why had she now suddenly not died, and appeared here?

Sensing something was amiss, Patriarch Damo cut off the projection at once.

"Dead? I've died more than once, you know!"

When the Demon Lord Bai Suzhen said this, she lowered her head and glanced at the Immortal God, her expression rather complex.

When she was still Bai Suzhen, she had already died once.

That time, it was the Immortal God who, wanting to be the only god in the world, had schemed to poison her to death.

Unexpectedly, the Demon Lord Bai Suzhen's cultivation was so profound that it dissolved the strange poison, and after an unknown number of years of death, she returned once more.

Thereafter she founded the Six-Demon Crossing, and to oppose the Immortal God, she did not hesitate to enter Yunzhou Shaolin, into the Wooden Man Alley, to seek the power of the Origin-tier Maha Wuliang.

It was precisely her obsession with the Origin-tier Maha Wuliang that drew Damo's attention.

In the end, Damo used the Wooden Man Alley to trap her, Black Pupil, and Snow Damo within it.

He declared that if they converted to Fomen, Damo would release them.

But the Demon Lord Bai Suzhen was by nature someone who yielded to softness but not to force—how could she submit to Damo's threat?

In the end, aided by the Wooden Man Alley, Damo nearly drained her essence soul to death.

"Since I could kill you once, I can kill you a second time!"

A ferocious look crossed Patriarch Damo's face. He waved his great hand at once, preparing to launch an attack on the Demon Lord Bai Suzhen.

"Hehe! You bald donkey are truly laughable."

The Demon Lord Bai Suzhen, however, showed no guard at all. Pointing at the golden canopy in the sky, she said,

"You set up this remote broadcast yourself—aren't you afraid your deeds will be known by your believers, and they'll abandon you?"

"Remote broadcast?"

Patriarch Damo was stunned by the words, then immediately understood.

He had taken advantage of the Immortal God's World-Destroying Palm shattering the firmament, and the resulting spatial chaos,

to cleverly project the matters here onto the three thousand temples in the Central Lands passed down by his disciples.

All for the sake of putting on a show and harvesting the power of faith.

Yet all of this seemed about to be ruined by the Demon Lord Bai Suzhen.

Only, what the Demon Lord Bai Suzhen did not know was that not only could he cut off the temple projection at any time, he could also sever it directly without leaving a trace.

"It's you, you stubborn, incorrigible fiend—are you truly determined to oppose me?"

Although the projection was cut off, Damo was still furious—a fine show had been thoroughly spoiled by the Demon Lord Bai Suzhen.

"Yes! You Buddhas and Monks of yours—mercy on your lips, 'my Buddha' on your tongues, but behind the scenes you're all thieves and whores, deceiving the world and stealing reputations.

This time, if not for Liu Ruofei's foresight, having long known you would play this trick,

I'm afraid the common folk of this realm would all be drained dry by you."

The Demon Lord Bai Suzhen gave a thorough tongue-lashing, turning Damo's face green with rage.

"So it was Liu Ruofei…"

Even Damo did not dare speak Liu Ruofei's name directly.

After a pause, he said,

"What do you mean by 'drained dry'? This realm has been converted by my disciples for nearly a thousand years and has long believed firmly in my Buddha.

This time, I was merely preparing to open the Pure Land and guide them there."

"Hmph! Keep your ghost talk for yourself! I don't want to hear your nonsense!

Rise!"

The Demon Lord Bai Suzhen suddenly gave a soft cry. The jade finger pressed against the brow of the Immortal God laboriously retreated a step backward.

A streak of golden radiance was seen being slowly drawn out by that finger of hers.

"Ah? You dare act so recklessly—even if you're Liu Ruofei's man, I won't spare you."

Seeing this, Damo was startled. He knew that if he did not act now, all his efforts would come to naught.

He waved his great hand at once and struck out with a palm.

This palm was the Tathagata Divine Palm among martial arts.

Only, Damo's Tathagata Divine Palm was clearly vastly different from that of ordinary martial artists.

Once the palm struck out, it not only condensed heaven and earth's primal force and Damo's true essence into a massive palm-print,

but within the palm's center was a Fomen seal, constantly emitting magnificent Buddhist light.

"Heh! Old bald donkey, you've finally made your move—good!"

The Demon Lord Bai Suzhen had been goading him all this while. Seeing Damo finally unable to restrain himself and strike, she could not help but breathe a sigh of relief.

Watching the Tathagata Divine Palm draw ever closer, the Demon Lord Bai Suzhen showed not the slightest evasion, nor any posture of resistance.

Instead, she continued to intensify her efforts, drawing that wisp of golden radiance out from the Immortal God's brow.

"Eh? What is this Bai Suzhen doing?"

Damo felt uneasy in his heart, faintly sensing something was off.

But by now the Tathagata Divine Palm had already been launched, and what the Demon Lord Bai Suzhen was doing was something he had to stop.

Therefore, whatever trap there might be, the arrow was already on the string and had to be released.

"Master, Master, show mercy…"

Right on the unavoidable path of Xue Damo's Tathagata Divine Palm, several figures suddenly appeared.

Weren't they the old monks of the Heart Zen Hall, who had been reduced to dust along with the snow peak by the God of Immortality's world-destroying palm strike earlier?

The one crying for mercy was Tanlin, who had lost an arm.

He raised his only remaining arm, pointing at the severed limb as he spoke,

"Master, this severed arm—I lost it today because you were being hunted by Yankong, and I broke it off to save you!"

"Master, I am Huineng! Please withdraw the Tathagata Divine Palm!"

The other old monks also pleaded together.

Xue Damo found it strange—his disciples had clearly been pulverized along with the snow peak moments ago, not a bone remaining.

Although he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, he had sensed it.

Why were they still alive now, and suddenly blocking his attack path?

Puzzled, the Tathagata Divine Palm naturally slowed considerably.

"I'm not trying to kill you. Step aside quickly and let your Master slay that demon Bai Suzhen."

Though Xue Damo didn't know how his disciples had escaped the God of Immortality's world-destroying palm, he ultimately couldn't bring himself to strike them.

"Master, we can't move…"

Ni Zongchi said with a mournful face.

"What's going on?"

Xue Damo asked.

"We don't know either. It just feels like someone sealed our acupoints, locking our bodies in place."

Huike said.

"Fine then! Your Master will just change direction."

Xue Damo was now frantic, because the Demon Lord Bai Suzhen's jade finger was already less than an inch from the God of Immortality.

He knew that if it went on much longer, the Demon Lord Bai Suzhen would succeed.

Not only would he completely lose control of the Heavenly God projection, causing his plan to fall apart at the last step,

but even worse, he'd gain another opponent!

Without further concern for his disciples, he directly manipulated the Tathagata Divine Palm, shifting its direction to blast toward the Demon Lord Bai Suzhen.

But no sooner had his Tathagata Divine Palm moved than those disciples, like puppets on strings, once again blocked the path of his strike.

"What are you trying to do?"

Patriarch Xue Damo's face was extremely ugly. The Demon Lord Bai Suzhen was about to succeed, and he truly had no time left.