At this critical moment, both Han Yan and Great Master Ran Feng were extremely nervous. But at this point in time, there was nothing they could do to help Tyrant. Han Yan had already done his best by helping Tyrant buy a lot of time. Now that he was entangled with the experts of the devil race, he couldn't help Tyrant even if he couldn't protect himself.
Under such circumstances, Tyrant could only rely on his own luck.
The majestic and powerful attack was like a vast ocean, wrapping the golden Buddha Light in the blink of an eye. That was the Saint Light of Buddha Sect. Tyrant was at the most critical moment. If he was forcibly interrupted, he would suffer a great loss.
At this critical moment, the Saint Light of Buddha Sect exploded.
* Hong Long … *
Boundless golden brilliance filled the sky above Greenlotus Mountain. This violent energy contained the pure Qi of Buddha Sect. This powerful Qi was the biggest nemesis of the Devil Race. The impact of the explosion of the Saint Light of Buddha Sect was too great. The attacks of hundreds of powerful devils were instantly destroyed or purified. All the devil waves in the sky were dispersed, turning into a pure and holy Buddha Light. It was so dazzling that no one dared to look at it directly.
"Argh …"
Innumerable wails were heard from the group of devils. Hundreds of devils were pushed back by the impact of the violent Buddha Light. Some weaker Devil Emperors and Minor Devil Saints couldn't withstand the impact. Their huge bodies were destroyed on the spot, turning into a mist of blood and died tragically on the spot.
"It's done."
Great Master Ran Feng's eyes were filled with ecstasy. At the same time, there was a strong sense of gratification and pride. At this critical moment, his disciple had finally broken through the last step. Not only did he fully comprehend the Saint Light of Buddha Sect, he had also successfully advanced to the Sixth Grade Great Saint.
"Amitabha."
A voice sounded from the interior of Greenlotus Mountain. It wasn't loud, but everyone could hear it clearly. It was the aura of an eminent monk of Buddha Sect. Just this voice alone was enough to make the souls of all the experts of Buddha Sect tremble.
The Seventh Grade Devil Saint also stopped what he was doing and looked up. He saw a little monk in a kasaya flying up into the sky with his palms put together. A string of golden Buddha beads was hanging around his neck, engraved with mysterious Sanskrit.
The little monk looked like he was only in his twenties, but he gave off the feeling of an eminent monk. The surface of his body was filled with golden brilliance, and even the brilliance had Sanskrit imprints. That was the Buddhist holy light, not the ordinary Buddhist light.
"Golden-bodied Arhat, haha …"
Upon seeing Tyrant's reaction, Great Master Ran Feng couldn't help but burst into laughter again.
What he didn't expect was that not only did Tyrant comprehend the Buddha's Holy Light, but he also condensed the Golden Arhat. This was the supreme Arhat Technique of Buddhism, the highest existence. Although Tyrant's Golden Arhat had just revealed its embryonic form, such potential was unparalleled in Buddhism for thousands of years. Even Old Ancestor Greenlotus didn't have the ability to condense the Golden Arhat. In other words, Tyrant had the potential to become a Buddha.
"Ah, what an intense Buddhist holy light. What the hell is this little monk? It's so scary. "
"This Buddha's Holy Light is the nemesis of our Devil Race. Even standing in front of him gives me an inexplicable sense of fear. This man is going to become the archenemy of our Devil Race."
"The Buddha's Holy Light hasn't appeared for a long time. Is the Heaven going to annihilate our Devil Race?"
"Don't be nervous, everyone. Although this little monk has comprehended the Buddha's Holy Light, his cultivation base isn't strong enough. He's only a Sixth Grade Great Saint. Our Devil Race has been recuperating for a long time. It won't be a problem for us to deal with a Sixth Grade Great Saint."
… …..
All the devils on the scene became nervous. Even those powerful Sixth Grade Devil Saints revealed a look of fear. That was the fear that originated from their soul. The source of their devil soul began to tremble.
"Peng!"
Tyrant had just come out from his seclusion. He was at the peak of his confidence. He uttered a rune and countless Buddha's Holy Light spread out like sharp swords, striking at the group of devils.
"Ah … Ah … Ah …"
Innumerable wails were heard. The Buddha's Holy Light formed a huge domain that was scarier than Han Yan's three thousand meters long white hair. In just a blink of an eye, hundreds of devils died under the Buddha's Holy Light. Even those powerful Sixth Grade Devil Saints didn't have the slightest strength to resist.
"Not good."
Upon seeing this, the remaining Seventh Grade Great Saint cried out in alarm. Without saying a word, he turned and fled. Although his cultivation base was a level higher than Tyrant, he still had self-awareness. Fighting a Sixth Grade Great Saint who had comprehended the Saint Light of Buddha Sect and condensed the Golden Body of Arhat was no different than courting death. "That's right.
"Edifying Light."
Tyrant wouldn't give him the chance to escape. He moved extremely fast and struck out the Edifying Light. Under the absolute suppression and restraint of his strength, the Seventh Grade Devil Saint didn't even have the chance to resist and was edified by Tyrant.
"Master."
The Seventh Grade Devil Saint knelt in front of Tyrant with an incomparably pious attitude.
Han Yan, who was standing at the side, widened his eyes. Although he had seen the Edifying Light before as Jiang Chen had edified a lot of devils, he couldn't help but admire Tyrant's divine power when he saw how easily Tyrant dealt with all the devils.
"Damn Monk, aren't you too awesome?"
Han Yan rolled his eyes.
"Hehe, Ah Yan, I still have to thank you. If it wasn't for you buying time for me, my seclusion would have been forcefully interrupted and my master's life would have been in danger."
Tyrant chuckled. His gratitude towards Han Yan was beyond words. Although he was in seclusion, he was still aware of the situation outside. To put it bluntly, if it wasn't for Han Yan, he wouldn't have achieved what he had today, and Great Master Ran Feng's life would also be in danger.
"Don't be so polite with me."
Han Yan patted Tyrant's shoulder. There was no need for so many words between brothers.
"Disciple, little friend Han Yan, the Devil Race is in turmoil now, but to the two of you, this war is a great opportunity. One of you is a genius of Buddha Sect and the other is the descendant of Gu Tianmo. Through this war, both of you will grow to a very terrifying level. Both of you must grasp this opportunity well."
Great Master Ran Feng said.
"Master, you are right. We are going to the main battlefield to fight and kill more powerful devils to strengthen ourselves."
Tyrant said.
"No need. Greenlotus Mountain is the main battlefield. The fluctuations of the battle here have already spread out. You two stay here and don't need to leave. There will be more powerful devils coming. Moreover, Greenlotus Mountain was left behind by Old Ancestor. If you two leave, this place will be destroyed. This is something I don't want to see."
Great Master Ran Feng said.
"Great Master is right. Why don't we guard this place? Firstly, we can protect Greenlotus Mountain. Secondly, we can kill more powerful devils to improve ourselves. It's the best of both worlds."
Han Yan said.
"Alright. Let's stay here. If you and I join hands, I have the confidence to edify an Eighth Grade Devil Saint."
Tyrant said confidently.
The vast Western Domain was filled with battlefields. However, as more and more human experts joined the battle, the Devil Race's offensive was gradually suppressed. From the periphery to the center, the Devil Race began to retreat, or to be more precise, their combat strength was being suppressed.
In just one day, many battles in the periphery had stopped. It was unknown how many devils had died. The name Gu Chen had become famous in the entire Western Domain. Along with Gu Chen's fame, the Gu Family also became famous. This was a great family that fought for the common people. For a time, the reputation of the Gu Family had completely suppressed the Great Leiyin Temple in the Western Domain. Imperceptibly, the reputation of the Gu Family had risen above the other seven families.
And all of this was thanks to Jiang Chen. The rise of the reputation of the Ancient people and the deeds of Gu Chen had naturally reached the ears of the higher ups of Gu Palace. All of them praised Gu Chen. Ever since Gu Chen joined Gu Palace, no one knew how many good things he had done for Gu Palace.
It was evening at the moment, and in the middle of a destroyed mountain range, there was not a single devil left within a radius of a thousand miles. In the depths of the mountain range, a white-clothed young man was sitting cross-legged, and next to him was a big yellow dog.
There was only one such combination in the entire Saint Origin Palace. It was Jiang Chen and Da Huang Dog. The two of them had met each other in the previous battle. After a day of fierce battles, Jiang Chen had benefited a lot. The edifying light had edified two Seventh Grade Devil Saints. The fourth level of the Zulong Tower had been condensed by nearly half. Currently, Jiang Chen was working hard to break through to the Fourth Grade Great Saint.
Da Huang Dog, on the other hand, had already become a mighty Fourth Grade Great Saint after eating a lot of devil souls.
The battle in the main battlefield was still going on. The battle in Great Lightning Tune Temple was still in full swing. The experts of the eight major palaces had moved into Great Lightning Tune Temple. After recuperating for so many years, the Devil Race's foundation had become very strong. With the emergence of the Super Devil Saints, peerless experts like Gu Firmament and Desolate Emperor began to appear in Great Lightning Tune Temple.
In another miniature spatial zone, two silhouettes were standing opposite each other. One was an old man and the other was a young man. The old man had a very strong cultivation. He was Desolate Wuleng, an Eighth Grade Great Saint expert of Desolate Palace. The young man was Desolate Changfeng, a peak Sixth Grade Great Saint genius of Desolate Palace. Back in the Refining Tower, he was the one who wanted to deal with Jiang Chen.
"Changfeng, I have found the location of Gu Chen. He is in seclusion in a miniature spatial zone. I want you to go and kill him now. I wonder if you have the confidence to do so?"
Desolate Wuleng said.
"Killing a puny Gu Chen is just a piece of cake for me."
Desolate Changfeng sneered confidently.
"Don't underestimate this man. Even a Seventh Grade Great Saint of my family died in his hands."
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