Almost at the same time that Zhunti activated his power, Daoist Jieyin also moved!
A low shout, like a morning bell or evening drum, shook the soul:
"The sea of suffering is boundless, but turning back is the shore!"
The enormous golden wheel symbolizing immeasurable Merit suddenly appeared behind his head, and the sound of chanting Buddhist hymns resounded throughout the universe, as if billions of Buddhas were reciting scriptures at the same time.
The whisk in his hand seemed to be casually flicked, yet it drew out the golden swastika symbol of Buddhism from the heavens!
Each Buddhist seal is as heavy as a star, containing the grand intention of guiding and transforming the soul, eroding the will to follow the path, and leading all beings to sink into the sea of suffering!
Countless Buddhist seals converged, transforming into a vast, boundless, and turbulent golden sea of suffering!
The Sea of Bitterness surged with towering waves, carrying a suffocating power of sinking and a transformative force, disregarding spatial distance, and descended upon Qing Huan!
I want to pull his primordial spirit into the endless cycle of reincarnation, and redeem him through countless lifetimes!
This is the fundamental divine power upon which the Daoist Jieyin stands—the sea of suffering is boundless, but turning back is the shore! Its power is so great that it can cause even Quasi-Sage of the same level to fall into depravity and lose their way!
When the two joined forces, their power was earth-shattering!
The space where Wuzhuang Temple was located was like fragile glass, groaning under the weight, shattering inch by inch, revealing the raging Earth, Water, Fire, Wind below!
Destruction energy storm swept across the heavens and earth; had the Ginseng Fruit Tree not been protected by the lingering glow of the World-Purifying White Lotus, it would have been reduced to dust long ago!
Faced with this terrifying combined attack, which was enough to severely injure or even suppress an ordinary Mid-Quasi-Saint, Qing Huan's eyes narrowed slightly. The dormant Innate Eight Trigrams Disk at his waist suddenly transformed into a stream of light and flew up, instantly hovering above his head, shining alongside the holy World-Purifying White Lotus, surrounded by Pure Light.
On the chart, the eight innate trigrams—Qian, Kun, Zhen, Xun, Kan, Li, Gen, and Dui—suddenly lit up, their radiance flowing and spinning wildly as they performed their calculations!
"Heaven and earth are positioned, mountains and lakes communicate, thunder and wind interact, water and fire complement each other! Derivation!"
The Bagua Plate Pure Light, and a profound and unfathomable mathematical domain, encompassing all phenomena, instantly unfolded, enveloping the Daoist Jieyin, the Daoist Zhunti, and their world-destroying divine attacks—"Bitter Sea Raging Waves" and "Seven Treasures Dragon Shadow"—within it!
This domain is not about direct defense, but rather about using a supreme "reason" to analyze and perceive every node in the opponent's supernatural power operation, every trajectory of the flow of Magic Power, the subtle gaps in their coordination, and even the instantaneous fluctuations of their divine soul and will!
"The fire of Li burns away evil, the water of Kan purifies the dust! A turn for the better!"
Qing Huan pointed his fingers like a sword, aiming at the core of the Bagua compass.
On the chart, the Li trigram's flames soared into the sky, transforming into a sea of crimson fire that burned away all evil in the world;
The Kan trigram represents surging water, forming a deep, all-encompassing abyss that is both gentle and resilient!
The forces of water and fire did not clash directly. Instead, they rapidly merged and evolved a thousand feet in front of Qing Huan, forming a massive, slowly rotating vortex of water and fire! At the core of the vortex, the yin-yang fish eyes rotated endlessly, containing the highest principles of harmony, flow, and resolution in the universe!
Rumble--!!!
Seven incomparably powerful and radiant dragons, with an aura that could sweep away everything, crashed headlong into the vortex of water and fire!
That invincible, all-encompassing force crashed into the infinitely soft and formless abyss of water, like a giant fist smashing into the deep sea. The force was guided, deflected, dispersed, and dissipated layer by layer.
"Now!" Jieyin sharply, a flash of emerald light appearing in his palm!
The Six Roots Pure Bamboo flew out of his hand, transforming into six emerald shadows that pierced through the void. They were not used to attack the enemy, but rather to instantly pierce into the six major points around Qing Huan's body!
As the bamboo swayed, a sudden burst of "Nirvana Chanting" that pointed directly to the source erupted!
"Eyes, ears, nose, tongue, body, mind... stillness!"
A sense of being stripped away at the level of laws swept over the primordial spirit! The five senses were instantly lost, space and time were disordered, as if being thrown into a prison of absolute nothingness, even the pure radiance of the World-Purifying White Lotus became unreachable!
Jieyin the raging torrent of suffering, the power of sinking increased tenfold!
"The Daoist heart is Qian (the trigram), the primordial spirit is Kun (the earthly branch). The Eight Trigrams stabilize the spirit, and the True Spirit is never obscured!"
Deep within Qing Huan's primordial spirit, a Daoist roar resounded like a thunderclap at the dawn of creation! At the center of the Eight Trigrams disc, Chaos Divine Light shone brightly, the divine essence of the Qian (Heaven) and Kun (Earth) trigrams merging and transforming into an invisible Dao domain to protect the core of his True Spirit.
The Nirvana Chanting collided with this barrier containing the ultimate truths of heaven and earth, like waves crashing against rocks, and crumbled with a deafening roar! The six senses returned instantly!
"This is the 'annihilation' we've been waiting for!"
A cold glint flashed in Qing Huan's eyes. Just as the giant waves of the Bitter Sea were about to engulf his head, he slammed his palms down on the endlessly spinning Bagua plate!
"Universe and Earth are the lock, thunder and wind are the key! The Eight Phases Revolve—Sealing the Heavens!"
Boom--Crack!!!
The world changed color!
Eight divine pillars supporting the sky crashed down from the void!
The Heavenly Pillar shines like a prison, its power overwhelming all spirits;
The Kun Earth Pillar, thick and heavy as an abyss, firmly establishes the foundation of mountains and rivers;
The thunderous pillar roared and tore through the sky, annihilating evil spirits;
The wind pillar howls without form, imprisoning time and space;
The water column in the Kan trigram transforms into a mysterious ice cage;
The pillar of fire condenses and burns the chains;
If the pillar at the Gen Mountain Buzhou, it will feel like a heavy weight pressing down on the top.
The Dui Ze pillar has become a bottomless swamp!
The eight pillars intertwined, the laws formed a net, instantly Jieyin Zhunti, along with their Seven Treasures Wonderful Tree, Bitter Sea Golden Wheel, and Six Roots Pure Bamboo, into a Bagua Purgatory independent of the Primordial Wilderness!
The rules inside prisons are completely different!
Heavenly lightning stirred the raging fire, transforming it into a crimson-purple Thunder Dragon that bombarded the golden body;
The Kan River merges with the Dui Marsh, Weak Water miasma, capable of corroding bones and consuming the soul, permeates the air;
Where the thunder roared, fragments of space swept through like blades; amidst the howling wind, the flow of time twisted and distorted in a bizarre manner!
Even more terrifying is that the sealing power is like a millstone, continuously drawing on the energy of the western earth veins to nourish the great formation!
"Puff!"
Zhunti was the first to be hit. A crimson-purple Thunder Dragon pierced through the protective Buddhist light, golden blood splattered on his shoulder, and the Seven Treasures Wonderful Tree flashed wildly.
"Senior brother! This formation borrows the power of the western land; if we remain trapped for too long, we will surely die!" Zhunti hissed, filled with shock and anger.
The golden wheel Jieyin Jieyin's head trembled violently as he struggled to resist the descending Mount Gen and the chains of Li Fire binding him, blood trickling from the corner of his mouth.
"All phenomena are manifestations of consciousness; the golden body of Bodhi! Open!!"
He burned his Natal Essence, and his body suddenly transformed into a ten-thousand-foot-tall illusory golden Buddha, forcefully confronting the fire chains of the divine mountain, creating a sliver of space for his junior brother!
"Break it!!!"
Zhunti's eyes widened in fury, Seven Treasures Wonderful Tree burst forth with its primordial radiance, condensing into a seven-colored divine shuttle that pierced through all laws. He aimed it at the weak point of the Xun Wind Eye in the Eight Trigrams Prison, which symbolized "change and transformation," and resolutely thrust it out!
Sizzle!
Amidst the sound of space tearing apart, a tiny rift suddenly appeared!
Two dim beams of Buddhist light, stained with blood, fled the crevice in a disheveled state, shooting towards Mount Sumeru without looking back, leaving only a venomous roar echoing above Wuzhuang Temple:
"Qing Huan! The grudge of having the tree stolen and the hatred of ruining our opportunities in the West—we will avenge it!"
The ban has been lifted.
The Bagua compass, its Pure Light subdued, hangs above Qing Huan's head.
The World-Purifying White Lotus radiantly flowed, soothing the wounds of space. Qing Huan flicked his sleeve, his gaze falling upon the mournful fruit tree.
"The spiritual root is destined to return."
Enveloped in a gentle glow, the entire divine tree, along with its sacred soil, transformed into a stream of light and was absorbed into my sleeve.
The Heaven Measuring Ruler in Houtu's sleeve emitted a barely audible ringing sound.
She looked in the direction the two bald monks had fled to, then gazed at Qing Huan. A subtle, almost imperceptible ripple flickered in the depths of her cold gaze before finally fading into silence.
Only ashes remain on Longevity Mountain.
Standing alone amidst the ruins, Qing Huan traced the dormant spiritual roots within his sleeve with his fingertips, gazing at the tangled karmic Karma in the western sky, a slight smile playing on his lips.
"Karma?"
Whispers drifted on the wind.
"This Primordial Wilderness is, in fact, an even larger net."