Come on!
The spear, formed from gathered Buddha Light, swept across Ye Chen in an instant. His entire body was wrapped in the radiance, and a wave of pain and suffocation washed over him.
Ye Chen gritted his teeth and endured the agony of his flesh being torn apart.
His flesh had been peeled away layer by layer by the piercing Buddha Light, exposing the stark white bones beneath.
"Ye Chen! Give up! Even your Immortal Body won't be able to withstand this torture if you keep going! Let me take over!" Yao Yun urged him repeatedly from within his soul space. But Ye Chen acted as if he hadn't heard, clenching his teeth as his flesh phased away in the Buddha Light, still unmoved.
No! I can't back down now! This isn't my limit. How can I stop here? Ye Chen might say that he'd call Yao Yun out to clean up whenever trouble arose, but when it came down to it, he was more determined than ever. He knew that if he relied on Yao Yun's power even once, he'd become dependent on him, and that dependence would keep his resolve from growing.
"Is my left leg broken?" Ye Chen shook his head, unable to feel anything in his left leg. The Nine Revolutions Buddha Demon Technique continued to surge recklessly through his body.
He showed no sign of stopping.
Over the past several days, Ye Chen had gained an exceptionally deep understanding of the first stage of the Nine Revolutions Buddha Demon Technique. Now all he had to do was borrow Guanyin Bodhisattva's power to break through the second stage.
Only when people are pushed to the brink can they unleash the power hidden within them. Even the most beautiful flowers in a greenhouse remain fragile.
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