Chapter 834

On top of that, this time Huang Tian Buddha was careless, only sending his divine soul across, while his true body remained beyond the realm.

Whether even one-tenth of his full strength remains is now unknown.

The two fought a terrifying battle high in the sky, no one knew how many moves they exchanged.

Suddenly Xiao Jingtian caught an opening in Huang Tian Buddha's defense, four arms pressing him so he could not counter.

The remaining two arms—one aimed at Huang Tian Buddha's brow, the other a straight punch, the Black Tiger Plucks the Heart.

After a long battle without resolution, the power Huang Tian Buddha had brought from beyond the realm was gradually fading.

Attacked by Xiao Jingtian at this moment, he could no longer hold him off.

He barely dodged the strike at his brow, only to take that utterly ordinary, hackneyed-across-the-continent Black Tiger Plucks the Heart square in the chest.

"Ugh…"

A tremendous force struck, shattering Huang Tian Buddha's heart and lungs, his divine soul trembling violently.

No longer able to possess Tie Muzhen's body, before he knew it, he had drifted out.

Once separated from Tie Muzhen's body, Huang Tian Buddha manifested as a translucent phantom, quite similar to the soul-state of the Great Yuan ministers earlier.

Realizing he had no body to cling to, Huang Tian Buddha was deeply anxious; seeing Xiao Jingtian throw another punch, he said, fierce in voice but hollow within,

"You cannot kill me, I am of the Great…"

But before he could finish, Xiao Jingtian's six fists came raining down.

637 The Great Yuan has lost!

Hun Tian Si Jue is a top-tier, supreme body-tempering divine art of the Nine Provinces.

It is a technique created by Xiao Sanxiao by combining the characteristics of the Divine Turtle.

This technique is incomparably wondrous, but in the end it remains an external-divine art.

Even though Xiao Jingtian had now undergone a world-shattering encounter and his strength had advanced considerably, it was still ultimately an external-divine art.

Though the six fists fell like raindrops, Huang Tian Buddha was now in soul form, so the damage he took was not that great.

Huang Tian Buddha had been terrified at first, but after a while he realized it.

He could not help but mock with a laugh,

"So you're nothing but brute force, can't do anything to my divine soul, hahaha…"

After laughing, no longer fearing Xiao Jingtian, he prepared to possess Tie Muzhen's body once more.

Although possessing him now meant Xiao Jingtian would knock him off Tie Muzhen's body again,

Huang Tian Buddha had temporarily lost contact with his true body beyond the realm; to survive in the Nine Provinces, he could only find a body to possess.

The nearby Tie Muzhen was, in the short term, one of his most suitable possession targets.

"I may have no way, but do you think the Qinglong Society has no way either?"

In an instant Xiao Jingtian threw hundreds of punches, but every one missed.

He was first deflated, then immediately realized, and called down below,

"Aoshi, Mr. Xu, I'll leave it to you!"

Di Shitian and Xiao Aoshi had long been waiting; hearing Xiao Jingtian's call, they immediately flew up.

"Ah? Th-this-this…"

Huang Tian Buddha's heart filled with terror.

Only now did he recall that the Xiao Jingtian before him was not skilled in spiritual arts and could not deal with his divine soul.

But within the Qinglong Society, there was no shortage of experts in that field.

The Jingmu Calamity · Senluo Hell jointly cast by Di Shitian and Xiao Aoshi was precisely a unique existence among spiritual arts.

Seeing Di Shitian and the other fly up, Huang Tian Buddha hastened toward Tie Muzhen while threatening,

"I am one of the thirty-six Buddhas of the Land of Ultimate Bliss, I am the Su…"

But before he could finish again, Di Shitian and Xiao Aoshi paid no heed and directly cast Jingmu Calamity · Senluo Hell from afar.

Countless black mists appeared out of thin air, instantly forming a Senluo Hell that enveloped this stretch of heaven and earth.

Then countless vengeful ghosts manifested within this ghostly domain.

The next moment, as if scenting a delicacy, those vengeful ghosts' eyes blazed with terrifying red light as they swarmed toward Huang Tian Buddha's divine soul.

"No, you cannot kill me, I am one of the thirty-six…"

Seeing the countless vengeful ghosts pounce, Huang Tian Buddha was seized with terror; no longer caring about possessing Tie Muzhen, he tried to flee.

But no matter how he fled, he could not escape the Senluo Hell jointly laid down by Di Shitian and Xiao Aoshi.

He could only keep shouting his identity, before being swallowed by the countless vengeful ghosts.

After the swarm of vengeful ghosts swallowed Huang Tian Buddha, Di Shitian and Xiao Aoshi exchanged a smile and waved a hand.

The ghostly-domain-like scene in the sky vanished into thin air, as if it had never existed.

Without Huang Tian Buddha, Tie Muzhen gradually regained consciousness.

When he awoke, he found his whole body felt as if every bone and joint were about to snap, and he himself was in the midst of a rapid descent.

Startled, he looked up and saw he was falling from a height of ten thousand li, and could not help but cry out,

"Save Your Majesty, save Your Majesty!"

Just as Tie Muzhen was about to smash into a pulp, a figure shot up rapidly from below and snatched him in one grab.

"Your Majesty need not worry, Padmasambhava is here!"

The one who came was indeed Living Buddha Padmasambhava; he had acted before Huang Tian Buddha's final surge of golden radiance, which plundered the flesh and blood essence of the Great Yuan ministers and burned their souls.

Sensing something was wrong at the first moment, he immediately and silently withdrew from the place.

Huang Tian Buddha had actually noticed, but at that very moment Xiao Sanxiao had appeared in the heavens above, while the Qinglong Society was watching menacingly below.

With no choice, Huang Tian Buddha simply did not bother with Living Buddha Padmasambhava.

At this moment, Tie Muzhen, no longer controlled by the Huang Tian Buddha, plummeted rapidly, and it was instead the Living Buddha Lianhua who came to his rescue first.

After Tie Muzhen was rescued, when he once again returned to the ruins above the imperial court's council hall.

Tie Muzhen steadied his shaken spirit and looked around.

He discovered that his Yuan court ministers and palace guards, apart from a mere handful of people like Yelu Chu and Boyan, the majority of the others, including Si Hanfei, had vanished without a trace.

The grand council hall now left nothing but a stretch of ruins, and the Qinglong Society's Fourth Dragon Head, Senior Xiaoyaozi, was still seated atop the Black Dragon's head, leading the Qinglong Society's heroes as he looked this way with a mocking gaze.

Tie Muzhen immediately tried to recall, and found that he could not remember anything from when he had been possessed by the Huang Tian Buddha.

But he also knew that this time, the Great Yuan had failed beyond all hope of recovery.

The Yuan court ministers had nearly all perished, though he did not know whether it was the Qinglong Society who killed them, or someone else.

Even the council hall had become ruins.

Ignoring the pain wracking his body, Tie Muzhen struggled to his feet from the Living Buddha Lianhua's embrace and said to Senior Xiaoyaozi,

"Fourth Dragon Head, today it is my Great Yuan that has lost!

All previous actions, including those against the Great Ming court, Wu Dangpai, Huashan Sect, and other peripheral forces of the Qinglong Society.

Were all commanded and carried out by me alone."

"Mm!"

Senior Xiaoyaozi, hearing him say this, gave a noncommittal grunt in response.

"Today the Qinglong Society has come in full force, and I am willing to atone with my death for everything I have done in the past.

From now on, Great Yuan will also follow the Qinglong Society's lead; I only hope the Qinglong Society will spare a single line of my Great Yuan imperial clan…"

Matters having come to this, Tie Muzhen knew Great Yuan had lost.

If he did not admit defeat cleanly, the Qinglong Society would truly exterminate Great Yuan's upper echelons, including the imperial clan.

He, Tie Muzhen, in the netherworld, would likely be unable to answer to Great Yuan's successive departed sovereigns.

With no other choice, he could only shoulder all the blame upon himself.

"You are quite a man, worthy of being the Great Yuan Emperor."

Senior Xiaoyaozi deliberated for a moment, then slowly said,

"Very well! Take your own life! So long as you die, the Qinglong Society will, for now, not pursue everything that has happened."

Hearing Senior Xiaoyaozi's agreement, Tie Muzhen sighed.

Though he was utterly unwilling, this was indeed his final choice.

Though Yelu Chu and the others were heartbroken, they could do nothing about it.

The Qinglong Society's might was such that even the Great Yuan's Great Buddha, summoned from beyond the realm at any cost, could not stand against them.

Under present circumstances, apart from sacrificing Tie Muzhen alone, was there any other way?