For cultivators, the golden core cannot leave the body, but a demon core can. The relic can act like a demon core, capable of leaving the body, which means he's going all out. In reaching the relic stage, the relic represents all of one's Buddhist cultivation and strength. If anything were to happen to the relic, all his Buddhist cultivation would be lost. Therefore, in most battles, few monks would risk letting their relic leave the body. If a relic is damaged, shattered, or captured by an opponent, it could destabilize one's foundation, even endanger one's life. High risk, of course, brings great power. The elderly monk, risking his life, summoned his relic, immediately unleashing a brilliant Buddha light that incinerated the surrounding malicious spirits into smoke and ash.
"You're insane, old monk!" The Martial Protector General was shocked as the sea of blood around him boiled, scorched away by the monk's relic light. It was terrifying. The old monk, with the relic above his head, seemed like the incarnate of the Buddha, his righteous and grand Buddhist power sweeping away evil demons. He kept muttering profound, esoteric Sanskrit mantras, and above the relic, a resplendent Buddhist scripture manifested, illuminating the heavens. The Blood Fiend Corpse Demon felt immense pressure and opened his fanged mouth, spitting out a blood-red corpse core. He, too, had cultivated to a level comparable to a golden core!
"Old monk, don't think that just because you summoned your relic, I'd fear you!" "Today, I will slay the Buddha and become a demon!" The Martial Protector General, eyes bloodshot and ferocious, spat out his blood-red corpse core, colliding it mid-air with the monk's relic. The essence of their cultivation collided, releasing an overwhelming shockwave, blasting away the illusionary barrier in one massive wave.
In reality, the valley of the mass grave held no grand mansion. It was merely an illusion conjured by the Black Mountain Demon using rotting wooden posts and stones piled together. Such illusions might deceive malicious spirits, Clara Ning, and Serena Nie.
But to try to fool the monk and Ethan Shu was a far stretch. With his Brahmic Mind's Eye, Ethan Shu had already seen through the illusion.
After subduing several malicious spirits with his copper bowl, Ethan Shu wasted no time refining these mountain spirits and wild monsters but went directly towards the Black Mountain Demon's true body. He first used a powerful Vajra Palm to injure the Black Mountain Demon, followed by a barrage of the Eighteen Arhats Fist, knowing it was merely a manifestation. Otherwise, how could it have fallen so easily?
The Black Mountain Demon's true form was enraged, with the purple-gold monk staff still lodged in his trunk. The staff, potent in exorcising demons, couldn't be touched by mere malicious spirits and ordinary demons. Reluctant to let the Martial Protector General approach his true body, the Black Mountain Demon was forced to rely on his strength to push the monk staff out. When Ethan Shu saw the staff, the demon had nearly dislodged it. Only the staff's tail remained embedded in the trunk.
"One Reed to Cross the River!!" Ethan Shu pressed his foot to the ground, unleashing Buddha force through his soles, moving lightly as if riding the wind, rapidly closing in on the Black Mountain Demon. "One Reed to Cross the River" was rumored to be a supreme martial technique of the saintly monk Bodhidharma, who crossed rivers on a single reed. Ethan Shu's speed surged, reaching the massive tree in an instant, delivering a Dragon Tail Kick to the monk staff.
Clang...
The copper rings on the staff rattled, producing a melodious sound. The force of Ethan Shu's kick drove the monk staff deeper into the trunk, thwarting the Black Mountain Demon. "Ah! You bald brat, die!" A ghastly face appeared on the cracked, blackened tree trunk, roaring with a bloodthirsty maw.
Shh-shh-shh...
The ground surged, stones cracked. Ancient roots, like subterranean dragons, burst forth, aiming at Ethan Shu like spears. But Ethan Shu, with his level-six mastery of the Muscle-Tendon Change Classic, was no ordinary master. Not only was his body's strength formidable, but his reflexes had also reached a remarkable peak. With another Dragon Tail Kick, he stepped on the monk staff, flipping into the air to avoid the roots.
The Black Mountain Demon didn't relent. One strike failed, another followed! "You bald brat, today I will drain your Buddha blood dry!" Shaking, the Black Mountain Demon's trunk swelled to hundreds of meters, towering into the sky. The vast expanse of the mass grave split apart as the putrid, black soil cracked open. Thick roots like poisonous serpents struck upward. Ethan Shu, with his Water-Fire Pathwalker Boots, moved as if on flat ground, using the Eighteen Arhats Fist to smash the approaching roots. He then delivered a Buddha Imprint Palm toward the ground.
Om mani padme hum...
A massive golden [卍] symbol imprinted itself into the blackened valley floor, forming a deep pit the size of a basketball court, smoldering with wisps of smoke. The soil here, soaked with corpse oil and tainted by years of malice, fiercely resisted the Buddha force.
The Black Mountain Demon, an ancient fiend, had roots spread throughout the valley, with each root intertwined with the skeletons buried in the pit. When the roots surfaced, they pulled with them piles of bleached bones.
"Kekeke... die, mortal, and behold the Colossal Bone Demon!" With a surge of demonic power, the Black Mountain Demon used his roots as nerves, disassembling the bones to form a giant skeleton, filling it with blood and flesh from the cursed soil. In moments, a towering, hundred-meter Colossal Bone Demon rose.
"What terrifying power." "Is this the true strength of the Black Mountain Demon?" Watching the immense demon in the valley, Clara Ning and Serena Nie trembled in fear. Fox Spirit quickly shouted, "Sisters, stay focused!" The Fox Spirit, one of the Five Immortals, had sided with Clara Ning and Serena Nie, betraying her kind to help the two women.
"All we can do now is trust the little monk and the old monk!" "Let's concentrate and deal with the Yellow, Gray, and White Immortals!"
Clara Ning and Serena Nie rejoined the battle, her wedding attire sleeves like red clouds, fighting the Five Immortals.
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