Chapter 282
Chapter 282
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Translator: Ace
Chapter: [Undisclosed]
Chapter Title: Shattering the Golden Chestnut Tathagata
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“【Edict for Mountains and Moving Mountains Orthodox Art】!”
Lu Yang unleashed his full power right from the outset. In this moment, gripping the 【Calamity Wave】, bolstered by its wondrous augmentation, he pinched the incantation seal, chanted the curse, and pointed to the mystic—all in three seamless steps executed in a single breath.
He had plotted this strike for a long time.
He had deliberately shrouded Vimalakirti Venerable One's vision with a sky full of sword gleams and his dharma body. By the time the venerable broke through layer upon layer of obstructions and finally laid eyes on Lu Yang, he caught sight of Lu Yang's 【incantation seal pinch】 as well. He heard the sound of his 【curse chant】 too. And the final 【mystic point】 left no room for evasion.
Splash splash!
The next instant, Vimalakirti Venerable One was struck full-force by Lu Yang's 【Edict for Mountains and Moving Mountains Orthodox Art】. Endless mud slurry immediately gushed from all seven orifices.
“Amitabha!”
Vimalakirti Venerable One had eaten a major loss at the very start. He promptly halted his upward surge, intoned a Buddha's invocation, then spat a brilliant blaze of Buddha-light inferno.
Flames scorched across his entire form, poised to dissolve the mud.
But how could Lu Yang grant him that chance? Almost the instant Vimalakirti Venerable One sought to dispel the technique, Lu Yang's figure had already vanished from its spot.
Seeing this, Vimalakirti Venerable One hurriedly slapped his forehead.
The next moment, Buddha light erupted. A Zen staff materialized out of nowhere before him, intercepting the 【Calamity Wave】's blade edge at the last possible second.
Clang clang—!
In a flash, sparks flew amid the piercing clash of gold and iron that rent the clouds and shattered stone. Even deflected, the razor-sharp sword qi stabbed pain through Vimalakirti Venerable One's every inch.
In that instant, Vimalakirti Venerable One flew into a rage.
“Demon! How dare you act so brazen?”
With that furious rebuke, Vimalakirti Venerable One's form abruptly swelled. Layered halos of Buddha light unfurled behind him, Zen groves rising tall to manifest a vast Pure Land.
Then, myriad golden rays shot forth from the Pure Land, draping his body like coats of golden lacquer. His figure gleamed as if forged from solid gold, its size exploding in tandem. In the blink of an eye, it transformed into a solemn treasure-image giant, propping heaven and standing upon earth—a colossal golden body.
【Golden Chestnut Tathagata Dharma Body】!
The moment Vimalakirti Venerable One unveiled this art, Lu Yang's eyes narrowed. He sensed an eerily familiar aura emanating from the towering golden form.
‘Like mine... harvesting qi from the 【Myriad Martial Realm】?’
Lu Yang suddenly recalled that the 【Myriad Martial Realm】 was no exclusive domain of the Primal Saint Sect. Perfected Being Miaoyin had once mentioned the Pure Land's stake there too.
Thoughts raced. Yet Lu Yang yielded not an inch.
He trusted his bountiful gains from the 【Myriad Martial Realm】 surpassed even a great Perfected Being's in some ways. A dharma body showdown? Victory remained anyone's guess!
Boom!
The next instant, the two dharma bodies smashed together like collapsing mountains and tsunamis. Mystic fire rained on one side, golden radiance shattered on the other, unleashing heaven-cracking thunder.
The sight weighed heavy on Vimalakirti Venerable One's face. He hadn't anticipated Lu Yang's dharma body being so savage. Yet as a Pure Land Venerable One—a great Perfected Being—how could he deem himself inferior to some upstart? He met the assault head-on without quarter.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
Each impact boomed like a thousand thunders detonating. Lu Yang fused with his dharma body, innate divine abilities synergizing with its marvels. Dao chants exploded from his lips and teeth:
“Break! Shatter! Split! Destroy! Die!”
Each utterance drove a dharma body full-force punch, amplified by a blaze of divine ability splendor upon him.
【Killing Authority】!
Seven Kills seize command; unrestrained, they birth calamity. This innate divine ability was straightforward: all harboring malice toward Lu Yang would suffer 【disaster】.
Such 【disaster】 might be a minor lapse in battle or a qi deviation from a fleeting lapse. The wider the cultivation gulf, the fiercer the 【disaster】—a distilled essence of heaven's murderous intent, slaying unseen!
The next second, Vimalakirti Venerable One's form lurched to a halt.
If 【Discerning Right and Wrong】 and 【Gantian】 alone couldn't shake his golden body, 【Killing Authority】 proved the breaking straw.
In a heartbeat, his qi flow turned chaotic.
His once-fluid dharma body now bore subtle bindings, as if long-hidden flaws and perils burst forth.
Even the lingering wounds from Hong Ju's fatal strike—imperfectly mended despite reshaping his dharma form—ignited now, triggering a vicious cascade. His formerly comfortable stance teetered on collapse. Before he could recalibrate, Lu Yang hammered in! Boom!
A final cataclysmic roar pulverized the golden Buddha radiance in one go. It burst into a sky-spanning golden downpour—indistinguishable as light or blood.
【Golden Chestnut Tathagata Dharma Body】—shattered!
‘Perfect opening!’
Lu Yang fell back a step, blood trickling from his mouth. His own toll was steep; the manifested dharma body spiderwebbed with fissures.
Yet for him now, these wounds were ideal!
【Dharma Body】 marvels thrived on injury: the graver the harm, the mightier his divine powers and mana surged—now peaking fiercer than the outset!
Hoo. Lu Yang drew a deep breath.
At the same instant, the 【Gantian Total Grasping Myriad Phenomena Dharma Body】 at his back inhaled too. Invisible suction assailed Vimalakirti Venerable One anew.
【Total Grasping】!
This dharma body marvel preyed on Buddhist cultivators. With his soul already unsteady from prior death, Vimalakirti Venerable One now reeled as if earth and sky spun.
‘Trouble!’
Only now did chill pierce Vimalakirti Venerable One's heart.
He realized he and Lu Yang had battled to this pitch—yet Dao Court and Jade Pivot Sword Pavilion showed no stir. No aid came.
‘This whelp schemed it all! He came armed to the teeth!’
Just as Vimalakirti Venerable One surmised, Lu Yang's assault wasn't rash impulse but calculated bargain.
His breakthrough success had proven the false great Perfected Being mantle's "worth," earning Primal Saint Sect True Lords' renewed regard.
Dao paths severed alike, yet common True Persons and great Perfected Beings differed vastly. Even True Lords noted the latter; for them, severed paths were merits, easing favor.
Primal Saint Sect's backing smoothed myriad paths.
Past sieges flipped; neither side craved open war. Tacit recompense beckoned.
Lu Yang claimed his—with deeds.
He would slay Vimalakirti!
Even the Pure Land wouldn't block now. To most, it was mere junior petulance.
Kill Vimalakirti? Could you?
Absurd. Great Perfected Beings didn't drop easy—Pure Land ones least. Worst case: scrap the dharma body, rebirth.
Heavenly True Lords and peers saw Lu Yang incapable. No interference; perfect to fob him off, save coin. Vimalakirti? Let him eat dirt.
Buddhists were hardy.
Truly killable?
Only Vimalakirti Venerable One, facing Lu Yang raw, grasped the upstart's crushing pressure.
‘He wants me dead... can he?’
Details eluded him. Yet a great Perfected Being's instincts screamed: Lu Yang held aces unplayed.
‘That spirit sword!’
Lu Yang's prior sea-cleaving strike—rending heaven and earth—flashed vivid. Trivial then; uncertain now!