"Sumeru in a Mustard Seed Technique!"
Tianyang smiled. In the next moment, he took out a ball of light from the space.
Although he had only entered as a Primordial Spirit, he could still see the uniqueness of the Wordless Spatial Tablet with the power of his Sage State Primordial Spirit.
The uniqueness lay in the fact that.
This was not a space like the Vientiane Sky Ruins. It was a world with complete laws!
Because it was only the size of a few dozen pavilions and the space in the middle, there were no 108,000 Sumeru Mountains here.
The Sumeru in a Mustard Seed Technique could be easily used!
A mustard seed was an extremely small object.
Sumeru was the world here.
The world of the Sky Suppression Pagoda's treasure vault was supported by the Wordless Spatial Tablet outside!
The treasures here might be precious, but the most precious thing was the foundation of the Sumeru Temple. Even after its destruction, it did not spread the Sumeru in a Mustard Seed Technique!
"What?!"
The coarse clothed monk was shocked when he saw this!
He had thought that Tianyang had entered through some unknown means and would leave after taking the treasures.
He did not expect Tianyang to know about the mystery of the Wordless Spatial Tablet!
He had even taken out the Sumeru in a Mustard Seed Technique that was hidden in the deepest part of the Wordless Spatial Tablet!
"Benefactor Tianyang, although I may not be able to defeat you, I still hope that you can give me some face …"
The coarse clothed monk could no longer maintain his composure. His expression turned serious as waves of terrifying Buddhist energy bloomed around him!
Half step to Heavenly Grade! Half step to Heavenly Grade, stronger than Bodhi Bodhisattva!
He was only a step away from Heavenly Grade.
"I don't know you. Why should I give you face?"
Tianyang smiled and kept the ball of light in his body.
If he was not mistaken, this coarse clothed monk was the successor of the destroyed Sumeru Temple!
Although Tianyang did not know why the successor of the Sumeru Temple did not rebuild the sect, he could not be bothered to find out.
The most powerful Sacred Technique of the Sumeru Temple was the Sumeru in a Mustard Seed Technique.
If Tianyang wanted to take it away, the coarse cloth monk, as the successor of Sumeru Temple, naturally couldn't just watch as Tianyang took it away!
"If that's the case, I'm sorry to offend you, benefactor!"
Instantly, the coarse clothed monk moved!
In the beginning, before the Sumeru Realm opened, Tianyang had only fought with the Vajra Arhat. That was when he learned of Tianyang's power.
Although he was stronger than the Vajra Arhat, he was only a peak earth-rank Great Saint.
He was only a little bit away from the Heaven-grade!
In an instant, the terrifying Buddhist power condensed into a giant golden fist and charged towards Tianyang!
Both of them had condensed the power of their origin souls here, so the battle here was even more dangerous than the battle outside!
The slightest bit of carelessness could result in the destruction of one's primordial spirit!
Even if only a part of it was destroyed, it would still be a huge blow to the main body!
"His Primordial Spirit is close to the peak of the Saint Stage?"
Sensing the powerful primordial spirit power on the golden fist, Tianyang was surprised. The primordial spirit power of some Great Saints was only at the beginner level of the Saint Stage.
The Thunder Great Saints of the Xuanyuan Family, Bloodslayer Great Saint, and Bloodsoul Great Saint were only at the peak of the beginner level of the Saint Stage.
After all, if one's primordial spirit hadn't reached the Saint Stage, the primordial spirit didn't need to be focused on cultivation. Just the power of the primordial spirit was enough.
The Crimson Dragon Saint's primordial spirit was only at the intermediate level of the Saint Stage. Xuanyuan Kongming was also at the intermediate level of the Saint Stage, similar to the Crimson Dragon Saint.
In this way, it was rare for a peak earth-rank Saint Stage cultivator to reach the advanced level of the Saint Stage. However, the coarse cloth monk was half a step away from the Heaven-rank.
His primordial spirit was close to the level of a Great Saint Stage cultivator!
"Although I'll be injured, I've already done my best to control my strength!"
The coarse cloth monk put his palms together and said solemnly, "But I'm sorry, my Sumeru Temple's sacred technique cannot fall into the hands of others!"
"There's no need for that."
Tianyang smiled faintly as he looked at the giant fist that was inches away from him. A terrifying Yuan Spirit power that was as vast as the sea erupted behind him.
In just an instant, the giant golden fist was torn into pieces!
Even a beginner level Saint Stage cultivator could easily crush ten primordial spirits that were close to the level of a Great Saint Stage cultivator!
If it was a physical battle, Tianyang would have some trouble. But if it was a primordial spirit clash?
Sorry.
Seconds passed.
Boom!
Tianyang's primordial spirit power instantly condensed into a long sword and shot towards the coarse cloth monk!
The coarse cloth monk's pupils contracted as he looked at Tianyang in disbelief!
What did he see?
A cultivator whose primordial spirit cultivation was only at the level of a Great Saint Stage cultivator.
The primordial spirit power was actually …
Also a Great Saint Stage cultivator!?
"Three Elemental Saints!!!"
The coarse cloth monk reacted instantly and roared. His primordial spirit power erupted and condensed into a giant shield!
The giant shield blocked the flying sword, but it was still easily destroyed by Tianyang's primordial spirit sword. The coarse cloth monk's expression changed drastically as he dodged the sword.
However, Tianyang snapped his fingers.
Primordial spirit secret technique, Divine Piercing Blade.
A rain of blades gathered behind Tianyang. At the same time, the Heavenly Sword appeared in Tianyang's hand.
A peak saint grade martial soul was equivalent to a Great Sage weapon.
The coarse cloth monk was in complete despair when he saw this.
The opponent that he thought he could easily deal with turned out to be a primordial beast!
Not to mention that Tianyang still had the Heavenly Sword, even the rain of blades was not something that the coarse cloth monk, who was only an advanced Saint, could block.
"It seems like the Xumi Sacred Technique is fated to be with you."
The coarse cloth monk sighed and raised his hands in surrender.
In the face of absolute power, resistance was futile.
"If I can defeat you, then it's fate. If I can't defeat you, then it's fate?"
Tianyang looked playfully at the coarse cloth monk and smiled.
The coarse cloth monk smiled bitterly. "Probably."
"However," the coarse cloth monk's expression suddenly became serious. "I hope that you, Tianyang, will not easily spread the Sacred Technique of the Xumi Temple!"
"Otherwise, the 892nd successor of the Xumi Temple, Yongqing, will not let you off!"
The coarse cloth monk said firmly.
Hearing this, Tianyang narrowed his eyes. "Your words give me the urge to kill you right now."
"However, this is the territory of the Xumi Temple after all. I'll let you off this time."
Tianyang smiled and left the wordless stele in a flash.
The Xumi Sacred Technique in Mustard Seed formed a scroll in Tianyang's Sea of Soul.
It was the foundation of the Xumi Temple, the treasure of the Xumi Temple, the most powerful Buddhist technique in the world.
Got it!
"Although I don't know what this Xumi Temple is, I'll give you a reminder."
"If you can comprehend it, your Space Dao will be able to condense the Origin."
The Vast Expanse Saint Spirit's voice sounded. Tianyang smiled. "Of course."
Then, Tianyang left the wordless stele in a flash.
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