Emperor Shang Zhang shook his head. "You?!"
Shang Zhang stepped into the air and flew towards Drunken Zen.
Drunken Zen snorted. "You chose this path yourself. Don't blame me for being merciless."
Drunken Zen silently recited the Buddhist mantra. Under his control, the Buddha's relic became even stronger, hovering in the sky like suns. The deity spoke the incantation again, and the sound of thunder fell.
Shang Zhang's palms held the sky, and the astrolabe exploded with amazing power, pushing the space upward.
The power fell like a waterfall, sliding to the sides.
Drunken Zen shouted, "Once the Taixu Token is used, there will be no killing. Shang Zhang … do you really think I can't do anything to you?
"You talk too much. I will let you understand the difference between an emperor and an emperor!"
He opened his palms.
The 36 fate patterns on the astrolabe quickly gathered at the center, and a pillar of light shot out from the center of the astrolabe, reaching the Buddha's face in an instant.
Boom!
Drunken Zen's shadow flickered and came to the side of the Buddha, continuing to control the Buddha's relic.
Shang Zhang's pillar of light repelled the Buddha, and the surging power shook the world.
Drunken Zen's body began to glow with a faint light as his body flickered and reappeared above the heads of the deities and buddhas. "Taixu Medallion, with the blood of the Gautama Buddha, awakens you!"
The Taixu Token flew into the sky, turning into the shape of a maple leaf, exuding an aura and light that could overpower the Taixuan Matrix.
Shang Zhang looked up and frowned. "You can control the Taixu Token?"
Whoosh!
The battle form appeared.
The battle form of a Great Emperor shot into the sky, quickly surpassing the Buddha. Shang Zhang had already appeared between the eyes of the battle form. He put his palms together, and a huge sword came down from above.
Drunken Zen saw this and changed his hand gestures, chanting the Buddhist mantra.
Green light wrapped around his body, and a Buddha's relic appeared above his head.
The long sword fell on the Buddha's relic.
Boom!
The two collided, and a power enough to split the sky exploded. The world shook.
Outside Taixuan Mountain, many Taixu cultivators passed by, looking in the direction of Taixuan Mountain.
A miracle that was rarely seen in ten thousand years bloomed in the sky. The halo quickly spread, covering the sky.
There were a large number of Beast Kings, Beast Kings, and even Holy Beasts near Taixuan Mountain. They were all awakened by this attack and quickly fled.
In the northern sky of Taixuan Mountain, many cultivators were led by an old man as they flew. They were also shocked by this amazing miracle. They stopped and did not dare to approach.
The old man summoned a powerful halo to protect everyone.
"What happened in the forbidden area?"
"That's the territory of the Demonic God. The Ten Halls of the Great Void do not allow any cultivators to approach. Once discovered, they will be imprisoned forever."
"That is Taixuan Mountain, once the center of the world … now a forbidden land."
"Do you want to take a look?"
"Do you want to die? It was better not to join in on the fun. It was rumored that the Sacred Hall would send people to search Taixuan Mountain every once in a while. No one knew what they were looking for. If I'm not mistaken, Drunken Zen, one of the four supreme masters of the Sacred Hall, is at Taixuan Mountain. "
Everyone was shocked.
"Drunken Zen, is it very strong?" Someone asked.
The old man said, "You are young, there are many things you don't know. This Drunken Zen was one of the Demonic God's proudest disciples. The Demonic God was proficient in the ultimate power of Confucianism, Buddhism, and Daoism, but he was still not satisfied. He continued to seek the path of immortality, to break the shackles, and once reached a state of madness.
"Drunken Zen was one of his proudest disciples. In order to make Taixuan Mountain more stable, the Demonic God spared no effort to teach him the way of Buddhist cultivation. Today, Drunken Zen is one of the strongest supreme masters in the Great Void. "
A young man said doubtfully, "The Demonic God killed people when they got what they wanted. Drunken Zen killed his family in the name of righteousness. His actions are awe-inspiring."
The old man glanced at the young man. He did not refute or explain.
This had always been the opinion of the world of cultivators.
In their view, Drunken Zen betrayed the Demonic God and killed his family in the name of righteousness. It was a good thing for the world.
"Who will be fighting him?" the young man asked.
The old man observed for a moment, shook his head, and said, "His opponent is also very strong. I am also very curious. What kind of cultivator dared to fight against the Sacred Hall? This person is very cautious, and it is difficult to see where he came from. "
"Will Drunken Zen lose?"
"Not likely," the old man said.
"Drunken Zen has the Taixu Token. This is a supreme divine item that can awaken the ancient power that is sleeping. Also … do you know why Drunken Zen has always been in the Emperor Plane? "
The young men shook their heads.
The old man continued, "There is a saying … being in the king's company is like being with a tiger. Look at the Ten Temples of the Great Void and you will know the consequences. "
The young men were shocked. If the cultivators of the Sacred Hall or the Ten Temples found out about this, they would not be able to escape punishment.
But these words made everyone shiver and they understood. The Ten Temples of the Great Void occupied a position in the Great Void. There were many talents. After 100,000 years, would there not be a Great Emperor? So far, why was there only one Great Emperor in the Ten Temples? The head of the temple was the best candidate to become a supreme. Why was it changed so frequently? The seeds of the Great Void that matured every three years could obviously cultivate more supreme masters. Why was it always stolen? The Four Great Emperors were so powerful. Why were they far away from the Great Void and exiled to the Lost Lands?
Many questions could not stand up to scrutiny.
The more they thought about it, the more terrifying it was.
…
Taixuan Mountain.
Emperor Shang Zhang split open the Buddha's sarira.
The Buddha's sarira split apart, one on the left and one on the right, running through the north and south.
Drunken Zen looked at the Taixu Token.
The Taixu Token in the sky was still accumulating power … He was confused. Usually, it would not take this long, and it would not be so slow.
He felt that the energy and vitality in the space around him were very weak. They were all absorbed by the umbrella-shaped vortex and flew toward the light of the Taixuan Temple.
Emperor Shang Zhang put away his sword and said, "Drunken Zen, stop."
He tried to persuade him again.
There were too many people behind Shang Zhang. If he fell, who would carry Shang Zhang's weight in the cultivation world? He could not fall, and he could not offend the Sacred Hall.
Taking a roundabout route was the best strategy.
Drunken Zen looked at the light of the Taixuan Temple and felt that something was wrong. He looked at Shang Zhang and said, "I will give you a chance. If you do not want the Sacred Hall to blame you, come with me now. We will subdue this light and offer it to the Great Emperor."
Shang Zhang frowned.
How could he do that?
The person inside the ball of light was his daughter's master and also his benefactor.
He remained silent.
Drunken Zen saw through his attitude and sneered, "This is the last chance this old monk will give you. If you do not cherish it … then you will be executed in front of Buddha!"
Drunken Zen rushed into the sky and struck the Taixu Token with his palm.
The Taixu Token spun much faster.
Emperor Shang Zhang also began to move.
The Taixu Token had not fully unleashed its power yet, so Drunken Zen did not dare to fight Shang Zhang head on.
Drunken Zen's avatar expanded and pushed back Emperor Shang Zhang. He then put it away and flew toward the Taixuan Temple.
"Could it be the Core of Power?"
Drunken Zen's heart pounded as he arrived in front of the light.
The powerful light made it impossible for them to see what was inside. They could only sense the terrifying power and vitality.
Drunken Zen pushed out with his huge hand towards the ball of light.
Emperor Shang Zhang used the Time Lock technique in an attempt to stop it.
At this time, the gods and Buddhas moved. The remaining Buddhist śarīras gathered together and blocked in front of Emperor Shang Zhang.
Drunken Zen could not help but mutter to himself, "The Core of Power belongs to this old monk now!"
Crack.
Drunken Zen's hand touched something.
'Hm?
Someone's here? '
He was still in a state of shock and confusion when the light dimmed. A figure walked out of the light.
His expression was calm, and his aura was unparalleled. He exuded a breathtaking aura.
Electric arcs slithered on his body.
Drunken Zen was taken aback. He did not know what to say.
The person who walked out had a cold gleam in his eyes. Drunken Zen's hand was grabbing Lu Zhou's hand.
With every step Lu Zhou took, Drunken Zen took a step back.
For some reason, Drunken Zen could not resist the retreat. It was as though he was being controlled.
He did not know what was going on.
Lu Zhou finally spoke. His voice was cold and imposing as he said, "Drunken Zen, do you still remember me?!"
"Ah!" Drunken Zen shuddered.
His mind went blank.
Lu Zhou said, "You've got guts!"
He rubbed his fingers together.
Crack!
Drunken Zen roared. Powerful energy surged from his body as he said in a trembling voice, "This … Impossible!"
Lu Zhou pushed his palm forward.
He reached into the air with his fingers.
The gods and Buddhas descended from the skies in an attempt to resist.
Lu Zhou raised his left hand. A surge of power shot upward.
Boom!
The gods and Buddhas were sent flying.
"I've given you the Buddhist relic, and this is all you've got?"
The gods and Buddhas were sent flying.
Drunken Zen looked at the skies in fear. Then, he looked at the person before him. Although the person's appearance was different, his tone, posture, and aura struck fear and respect in his soul.
He could not help but shake his head, unwilling to accept the reality before him.
Lu Zhou's fingers struck his chest.
Boom!
Drunken Zen was sent flying.
He crashed into the ruins of the Eight Peaks.
With a flash, Lu Zhou appeared above the ruins and looked down at the crater.
At this moment, Drunken Zen emerged from the ground. He was enveloped by a Buddha as a green radiance shot into the skies. He shouted, "Impossible! Who dares to impersonate the Fiend God?! I'll kill you! "
He refused to believe it. His voice was filled with indignation.
His voice shook Taixuan Mountain.
Drunken Zen charged at Lu Zhou.
At this moment, Lu Zhou did not retreat. Instead, he walked in the air casually. He extended a hand. His fingers glowed with golden light and arcs of electricity as he faced Drunken Zen with ease.
Bam! Bam! Bam!
Under Lu Zhou's precise counter, each of Drunken Zen's attacks missed.
Drunken Zen attacked in a frenzy. He kept muttering, "Impossible! Impossible … Impossible … "
His eyes were almost red, and a large amount of blood vessels appeared in his eyes.
No matter how he attacked, he could not hurt the person before him.
Was there anyone in the world who understood Drunken Zen's attacks better than Lu Zhou?
After a while, Lu Zhou suddenly shone brightly. The palm seal formed by the power of the Heavenly Dao shattered Drunken Zen's palm seals and struck his chest again.
Boom!
This palm strike caused Drunken Zen's back to protrude. He was nearly pierced through!
Drunken Zen spat out a mouthful of blood and fell to the ground.
His eyes were filled with shock and fear.
He was too familiar with this.
When Lu Zhou blocked his first attack, he finally understood what was going on.
Drunken Zen's features were contorted. There was a mournful expression on his face.
"Heh heh, heh heh heh …" Drunken Zen laughed out, his entire being turning numb.
As he laughed, he suddenly burst into tears.
He did not look like a Buddhist disciple at all.
His cries and laughter resounded throughout Taixuan Mountain. Lu Zhou looked at him indifferently.
After what seemed like an eternity, Drunken Zen panted. He called out reluctantly, "I … can't accept this!"
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