I Can See Your Combat Power

Chapter 940: Chapter 234: Great Zen Master

Tang Luo, continually plummeting, had not expected that the Xiushi Emperor would still harbor such a will to fight, daring to forcibly channel Spiritual Energy and execute supernatural powers regardless of his life-threatening injuries.

The Great Darkness enveloped the area where Tang Luo was, to outsiders it appeared like a shadow of a dark cloud in the sky, but only Tang Luo, enclosed within it, understood how strange this divine power was.

Once body cultivation reached a certain level, one would gain sentient awareness. Often, the body could sense danger on its own. Some say this is the most precious asset for body cultivators, enabling them to survive longer in perilous situations than others.

Although Tang Luo’s mastery of body techniques was obtained through trickery, his sentient awareness was by no means discounted; however, within this Great Darkness, all he felt was chaos, and even his perception was greatly reduced.

The back that was just frantically alerting him was now mute as a fish; even his soul seemed befuddled and hid within the God’s Residence, unwilling to show itself.

Tang Luo wanted to move, but could not discern which way was up and which was down; in the Great Darkness, it seemed that only his sense of hearing remained, yet it was filled with deceit. noveldrama

It was as if he could hear the sound of Blood Fiend weapons tearing through the sky, yet the direction seemed to be by his side; but he was certain that many of those Blood Fiend weapons were attacking from the back.

No wonder the Feitian Clan, knowing full well they could not prove the Way through cultivation, still refused to abandon the Asura Path; to an ordinary martial artist, such divine powers were indistinguishable from miracles.

However, trapping Tang Luo was far from sufficient; the barrier indeed blocked all the light, rendering him unable to see, but the flow of Primary Qi within the divine power was crystal clear to him, as were the silent moving numbers before him, which were none other than his coordinates within the barrier.

What he needed to do was get up close and give the Xiushi Emperor a surprise.

Perhaps the most powerful Asura King of all ages would never dare believe that his infallible Great Darkness supernatural power could suddenly fail him.

Exerting the rarely used Immortal Wind Cloud Body Technique since leaving Fierce Realm, Tang Luo closed in, and after a brief moment of shock, the Xiushi Emperor also swiftly began to counter. Blood Fiend condensed behind him, transforming into two Asura faces and four Blood Fiend arms, while scales as red as Red Crystal emerged all over his body, fearlessly confronting Tang Luo.

In the close-quarters combat of body techniques, every strike from Tang Luo was blocked by the Xiushi Emperor, while the latter’s Blood Fiend divine weapons kept striking at his body; despite overwhelming the Xiushi Emperor in both power and skill, he only gained a slight upper hand.

This was not the first time he was at a disadvantage in hand-to-hand combat against someone with three heads and six arms. Although the Xiushi Emperor’s secret techniques were no match for those of Wuxiang Zen Temple, they greatly enhanced his close combat abilities. Coupled with the natural proficiency in close combat of the Asuras, Tang Luo found himself unable to defeat the other for the moment.

The Xiushi Emperor fought as he retreated, and Tang Luo pursued relentlessly. In no time, both of them had retreated to the edge of the Great Darkness and broke through the barrier.

The impatient Asuras, upon seeing Tang Luo emerge, merged into a combined attack, forming a Blood River and rushing towards him.

Just as Tang Luo was about to shatter the Xiushi Emperor’s Red Crystal scales, he was blocked by the Blood River. Twisting his body, he burst into the crowd with swift, ghostly steps, unleashing a storm of slaughter.

Fist, elbow, knee, kick; slap, strike, stomp, tread; each attack by the formidable body cultivator wielded three layers of compounded force. Emerging like a specter with each strike, he would wound an Asura. The belligerent Asuras, faced with Tang Luo’s iron fists, would die upon contact, injured upon collision.

But the commotion was only momentary; after wounding several Asuras, the warriors of the Feitian Clan quickly formed into squads, posing a significant challenge to Tang Luo’s surprise attack.

After all, every assault required facing attacks from at least two Asuras, and even for him, it was proving to be strenuous.

The Asuras equivalent to the Fierce Realm, though not particularly strong in physical prowess, certainly did not lack in offensive capability. Especially since the Blood Fiend attribute specifically countered the flesh, it further tied Tang Luo’s hands and made it difficult to cause significant damage on the battlefield.

Seeing the opposing side forming a formation, Tang Luo, realizing there was no advantage to be had, thought of retreating. The matter of the Great Zen Master from Buddha’s Country had always been a great concern in his heart; he didn’t want to confront such a powerful adversary as soon as he emerged from seclusion.

However, things in the world often don’t turn as one wishes. Sometimes, the very thing you fear the most is exactly what happens.

As Tang Luo charged through the Asura crowd, he suddenly felt a pang in his heart, turned around, and saw the Buddha’s Light from the Western Heavens, dazzling and blinding.

Ominous chants resounded as a twenty-finger-length Vajra scepter descended from the light. With the Buddha’s scripture etched on its body and mantras circling around, the tip of the scepter shone like a sword with lightning that demons fear, aimed straight at Tang Luo’s chest as it streaked across the sky.

The Vajra scepter itself was an unrivaled sacred weapon from the Esoteric Sect, symbolizing invincibility, indestructibility, wisdom, and the true nature of Buddha. It could dispel all vexations and demolish every demonic obstacle hindering one’s path to enlightenment, held by the esteemed figures of the esoteric teachings.

Apart from the Great Zen Master of Buddha’s Country on the whole Vimazhita Plane, no one else was worthy of wielding this twenty-finger-length Vajra scepter.

The worst-case scenario had finally occurred. Tang Luo, fresh from his seclusion, found himself facing the Grandmaster of Buddha’s Country, and this time, he had no allies to lead the offense, only the predatorily watchful Asura crowd.

Facing the Vajra scepter head-on, Tang Luo remained unflustered, clenched his fingers into a fist, and with a roar reminiscent of a tiger’s growl and a dragon’s chant, struck the handle of the Vajra scepter.

“Dang~~~~~”

It was as if the morning bell of a monastery had been struck; the Vajra scepter was sent flying by the blow, transforming into a streak of light that vanished from sight.

The chanting of the Sanskrit hymns from the Western Heavens also ceased, revealing a Great Monk, void of sorrow or joy, draped in a golden cassock.

The originally aggressive Asura crowd, upon seeing the Great Monk, regarded him as a savior, while the Xiushi Emperor’s face darkened. He had believed that in the hearts of the Asura crowd, his status as the Great Asura King far surpassed that of Buddha’s Country’s Great Zen Master. Only today did he realize that these fellows were so ingratiating.

Reciting the Buddha’s name while returning the greetings to the Asura crowd, Liaoyin the Zen Master slowly descended, until his gaze was level with Tang Luo’s; he bowed slightly and said, “Namo Boundless Buddha of Elimination of Doubt and Extraction from Obscurity. I am Liaoyin. Master Tang must be Mr. Gouchen, no wonder I couldn’t see your true face after searching the entire Krahoh Mountain.”

“Master Liaoyin is too kind,” Tang Luo replied indifferently. “May I ask what brings the master to me?”

Hearing Tang Luo’s deliberately obtuse question, the Xiushi Emperor, clutching his chest, spoke angrily, “We would ask sir to hand over the Asura Divine Heart; otherwise, the Feitian Clan will not let this matter rest!”

“Namo Boundless Buddha of Elimination of Doubt and Extraction from Obscurity. The Feitian Clan represent the rightful lineage of the wastelands, and the Feitian Sect is the guardian of Buddha’s Country, the Divine Country. If there has been any disrespect towards Sir before, I, on behalf of the Emperor of Heaven, offer my apologies,” Liaoyin said with his hands pressed together in a polite manner. “However, the matter of the Asura Divine Heart is of great importance. Please, Sir, do not make a grave mistake because of a momentary sense of loyalty.”