Chapter 735 - 525: The Fall of Jiao Qi
The black hole spins endlessly, devouring everything around it—star fragments, air currents, even the void shards, all drawn into its depths.
Step by step, it consumes this world on the brink of destruction.
World annihilation can occur in just a single thought!
Within this world.
The cultivators who, by fortune, survived and were converted by Buddhist teachings still devoutly kneel on the ground, heads bowed, hands clasped together.
They remain unaware of the impending world crisis, only murmuring:
"The Ming King descends, universally liberating the dragon! The Ming King descends, universally saving beings!"
As for those cultivators who barely resisted the first wave of conversion, they were now utterly despaired.
Though they were the most supreme beings in this realm.
Yet compared to those few warriors whose mere battle remnants could easily obliterate a Small Thousand World, they were simply too insignificant, no more than dust, as fragile as ants.
"Jiao Qi, abandon your struggle!"
"Submit to our Tantric Buddhism, serve as a guardian for our Buddhist sect, repent for past sins, and you can preserve a life."
"In the future, as you cultivate Buddha’s teachings with us, you can even seek the true essence of the Great Dao. Why not?"
"Hehehe! Hahaha!"
Within the grand array, upon hearing this, Jiao Qi suddenly laughed wildly towards the heavens:
"Submit to the Buddhist sect? Serve as your sect’s guardian? Simply delusional!"
"I, Jiao Qi, have sought Dao my entire life, would rather shatter as jade than remain whole as a tile, will never yield to anyone, and absolutely will not become another’s puppet!"
He renounced the Flood Dragon tribe, aiming to break free from the constraints of his kin and pursue his own Great Dao, unbound by anyone.
Over the years, he has traversed the Source Sea, pillaging and battling, offending countless forces...
Even when hunted down and besieged, embarrassed and worn down, he never abandoned cultivation, never wavered from his pursuit of Dao.
The Six-Syllable Mantra, though capable of converting an entire realm’s beings in an instant, could never shake his rock-solid Dao Heart, nor extinguish his unyielding spirit.
"Kill!"
Jiao Qi roared with a thunderous sound that reverberated across the galaxies, his voice full of ferocity and resolve, the Space Dharma Seed operating at full force.
The black dragon tail swept horizontally, tearing space asunder, shattering countless Buddhist scriptures, dispersing Buddha’s light.
Sharp claws, carrying unrivaled might, fiercely reached towards five golden Buddhist dragons.
Each strike contained world-shattering power, space seemed as thin as paper, ripped layer by layer, void shards scattered, terribly fearsome.
However, this grand array was laid down by the five great Ming Kings, a supreme Buddhist array, infinitely mysterious and resilient.
With one void destroyed, another ten arose instantly.
Layer upon layer, endless!
No matter how Jiao Qi attacked, how he tore, the grand array remained intact, growing stronger!
Every recitation of the Six-Syllable Mantra had the grand array evolving into nearly infinite spatial layers, manifesting more Buddhist realms in shadow.
Array power surged, suppressing all Divine Techniques, making it difficult for Jiao Qi to break free.
Moreover, as the five great Ming Kings chanted incessantly, Buddha’s power flowed continuously into the grand array.
The grand array expanded at an extremely terrifying speed...
In mere moments, it burst through the boundaries of this starry river world, rapidly spreading outward.
Encompassing hundreds of surrounding Small Thousand Worlds!
The array’s range was boundless, space intertwined and complex, disrupting and inverting time itself.
Numerous Great Dao Laws, all isolated by this array’s Buddha Power, unable to penetrate even slightly.
Jiao Qi struggled fervently, claws tearing the void, dragon tail sweeping across the galaxy, destroying countless Buddhist realm shadows.
Yet even so, he barely broke through ten billion layers of world layers, not even reaching half of the grand array.
This grand array seemed infinite, never breakable, never escapable.
Time flowed slowly, who knows how long passed.
The once fiercely dominant, galaxy-threatening black flood dragon, his spirit relentless, yet his strength waning weaker, weaker.
The black spirit light around his body gradually dimmed, scales fell off, blood dyed the surrounding void red.
The infinitely extending body, under the crushing Buddha’s light and sound, suddenly perished, transforming into a vast sea of blood, drifting into the void.
The five great Ming Kings continued chanting, the Six-Syllable Buddha sound remained grand and majestic.
The force of will eradication followed the traces of the Dharma Seed in Jiao Qi’s shattered body, tracing back.
Three Grand Thousand Worlds!
Jiao Qi’s avatars and incarnations spread across the three Grand Thousand Worlds...
No matter how well hidden, regardless of cultivation level, all were instantly locked by this force of will eradication, entirely erased, completely vanishing from the universe.
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