Chapter 1177
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"Buzz!"
The purple gold alms bowl let out a buzzing sound. Traces of Buddhism and Daoist Dao appeared on it. The mouth of the alms bowl produced a heaven-devouring power that swallowed the void and fell on the Old Tortoise's head.
"Hmph!"
The Old Tortoise sneered. Little monk Fan Xiu's purple gold alms bowl was not an extreme Buddhist weapon. How dare he try to swallow me and the Tai Huang Seal into the alms bowl? This was simply insane.
"Bang!"
The Tai Huang Seal that was floating above the Old Tortoise's head shook a little. The purple gold alms bowl that was swallowing Fan Xiu flew backward. The Buddhist light dissipated and dimmed.
Fan Xiu, who was sitting cross-legged on the lotus platform, trembled. He had suffered an impact. He stretched out his hand and called the purple gold alms bowl back. On the surface of the purple gold alms bowl, there were cracks that looked like spider webs.
"You old demon!"
Fan Xiu couldn't help coughing up blood. His Buddhist item had almost been destroyed. He had been too careless, thinking that by pouring the Buddhist energy from the lotus platform into the alms bowl, he would be able to contend against the Grand Emperor Seal.
This was definitely a mistake.
"Boom!"
After Little Monk Fan Xiu put away the purple gold alms bowl, his body suddenly erupted with a Buddhist light that soared into the sky. The shadow of the Great Buddha behind him instantly became clear, as if it was going to walk out of the void.
The destructive power from the Supreme Sacred Formation was blocked by the Buddhist light. It was as if the ancient Buddha had descended. The Buddhist power was vast and mighty, with a domineering aura.
"It was useless even if the ancient Buddha came in person, let alone a shadow."
The Old Tortoise flicked his finger and shot a purple divine light at Fan Xiu, who was sitting cross-legged on the lotus throne. Wherever the purple light passed, the void was shattered.
This was not the Old Tortoise's power, but a trace of the Supreme Sacred Might that he had drawn. With the power of the Tai Huang Seal, he could use a terrifying power that surpassed that of a half-step Sage.
At this time, even a half-step Sage was no match for the Old Tortoise.
Little Monk Fan Xiu sat cross-legged on the lotus platform, his expression unchanged. He stretched out a palm that was as exquisite as divine jade and pressed forward. Dao Rhymes circulated on his palm, interweaving into mysterious Buddhist dao marks.
This was a palm that seemed to be able to crush heaven and earth. The Buddha shadow behind Fan Xiu also moved. It also stretched out a palm and pressed forward.
Bam!
The void in front of the Buddha's palm collapsed. Little monk Fan Xiu's palm blocked the dazzling purple divine light that Old Turtle had shot out.
The two forces collided head-on, and there was a muffled sound. The purple divine light shattered, and the little monk Fan Xiu's body shook a little. The big Buddha behind him didn't seem real anymore.
"How are you going to fight me?!"
Old Turtle was incomparably arrogant. He was the son of the Tai Huang Emperor, and the power of his bloodline contained unimaginable power. This little monk Fan Xiu was not the son of the ancient Buddhist Lord, and his innate physique far surpassed Fan Xiu.
Moreover, the Tai Huang Emperor's Seal was an extreme sacred tool refined by Old Turtle's father. He could use it with ease, and it could even activate the power of the extreme path.
Little monk Fan Xiu seemed to know his own limits. He didn't say anything and directly retreated, disappearing from the Extreme Dao Sacred Array.
"At least you know what's good for you!"
Old Turtle didn't chase after him. It should be known that Little Monk Fan Xiu had obtained the lotus platform that the ancient Buddhist Lord sat on when he achieved enlightenment.
This lotus seat was branded with the perfect and flawless marks of the Dao comprehended by the Buddhist Masters throughout the ages, and it could already be considered as an extreme Buddhist Artifact. Moreover, after the passage of countless years, this Buddhist Artifact had probably given birth to a 'soul.'
With this lotus platform, even if Old Turtle had the Tai Huang Emperor's Seal, it would be difficult for him to kill Fan Xiu in a short time. He could only force Fan Xiu away.
"Rumble …"
The 49 Dragon Mountains were shaking, and the Dragon Soul was awakening. The mountains were empty, and the shadows of 49 big dragons began to condense. This was a phenomenon formed by the rising Dragon Qi.
This phenomenon would only appear where the ancestral veins of the earth were located.
"49 ancestral veins, how is this possible!" Old Turtle muttered to himself. He was shocked by the scene in front of him. There was no way that this world could give birth to 49 ancestral veins of the earth.
The killing intent triggered by the 49 ancestral veins of the earth was absolutely peerless. However, Old Turtle had the Tai Huang Emperor's Seal to protect him, so the killing intent couldn't get close.
Even so, he felt a great deal of pressure.
"This place is really strange!"
The Dragon Qi was vast and mighty, but deep within the 49 Dragon Mountains, there was an aura that made even Old Turtle's heart palpitate. There seemed to be great danger inside.
An aura even colder than the Mysterious Yin Chill made Old Turtle feel a chill.
"Let's see what's inside!"
This peerless tomb had existed since ancient times. During the era of the Tai Huang Dynasty, this tomb had also appeared and stirred up the winds and clouds in the sky.
Even Supreme Emperor Wu had once entered this tomb. As the Supreme Emperor's Son, Old Turtle naturally knew some great secrets of the world that others didn't.
Old Turtle learned from his father that this peerless tomb was extraordinary and that there was a heaven-defying existence inside. However, at that time, the thing inside the tomb had not truly grown.
Grand Emperor Wu didn't touch anything inside.
In order to nurture that heaven-defying existence, someone used a large world as a tomb in the past. They imprisoned the 49 ancestral veins of the earth and laid out this heaven-defying plan.
Countless years had passed. The forty-nine Dragon Mountains had gathered all the Spiritual Qi in this world. The thing that was being nurtured inside had probably already grown up.
Old Turtle didn't know what was inside the 49 Dragon Mountains. Grand Emperor Wu only told him about it when they were chatting.
Back then, Grand Emperor was the ruler of the world. What couldn't he obtain? This was his era. He was an invincible existence and the ruler of the world.
Old Turtle didn't expect that the world would change so much and usher in an era without saints. Whether it was in the mortal world or the Heavenly Realm, all saints disappeared.
At this time, Old Turtle was only at the periphery of the 49 Dragon Mountains. The fluctuations inside were truly frightening. Even with the protection of the Supreme Emperor's Seal, he couldn't guarantee his safety.
Forty-nine dragons were leaping around the 49 Dragon Mountains. Rays of destructive divine light intertwined in the depths of the mountains. Each ray was a trace of the Dao.
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