Alone in Fate's Snare, No Way to Live and No Turning Back from Death!

The sudden change caught Yi Xuangong completely off guard. He had never imagined any means could directly cast down his cultivation.

Yet it had happened.

In a flash, he responded. The Spirit Treasure in his hand, the Solar Gilded Gold Needle, blazed with light, divided into countless billions, and shot toward Yongxiu.

Yongxiu remained composed. He lifted his robe, took out a Golden Alms Bowl, formed a hand seal, and chanted something under his breath. Then he tossed the bowl into the air. Like a river mouth opening into the abyss, it swallowed the entire golden waterfall formed by the Solar Gilded Gold Needle, leaving not a single needle behind.

No. I can't beat him with Spirit Treasures.

Yi Xuangong felt helpless. Compared with the Nonaction Unchanging Dao Ground, the Brahma Kingdom had wealth and power to spare. He held no advantage in its accumulated resources.

And the Lord of Esoteric Traces was especially unusual.

The Brahma land under his rule, the Northern Crimson-Net Golden Pure Land, was also known as Willow Leaf Palace and carried the unique aspect of a Worldly Wealth Gathering Place.

The Brahma Cultivators of his lineage were therefore the best supplied with Spirit Treasures. Hoping to overwhelm a disciple of the Lord of Esoteric Traces with them was a castle in the air.

With that thought, Yi Xuangong stood his ground and stopped releasing Spirit Treasures. Instead, he abruptly formed a hand seal and set the organs of his dharma body surging in resonance with the Radiant Illumination of the Six Directions Qi. Then he parted his lips and spat out a brilliant blaze of Supreme Yang fire.

Boom!

The moment the fire appeared, Yongxiu's previously carefree expression turned solemn. Wherever its flames shone, the surrounding Zen grove began to crumble and collapse.

"What magnificent