The battlefield was a scene of dramatic change, with the strong smell of gunpowder permeating every inch of the air.
Faced with the old monk's frenzied pace, determined to fight to the death,
A subtle worry crept into the hearts of the Black Impermanence and White Impermanence, the duo.
His expression unconsciously revealed a hint of solemnity.
After all, the immense power contained within that Vajra Ring...
It was far beyond their imagination.
It was a terrifying existence that seemed capable of tearing the heavens and earth apart and crushing everything.
Just standing in front of it, you can feel its overwhelming aura.
A suffocating sense of oppression.
Previously, the Black and White Impermanence had worked together in perfect harmony.
Gathering all his strength, he unleashed a devastating blow at the Vajra Ring.
They were determined to succeed in this attack, even if they couldn't completely destroy the Vajra Ring.
At the very least, it would force the old monk to back down a few steps, breaking the current stalemate.
But reality dealt them a heavy blow; that seemingly ordinary joint attack...
The instant it touched the Vajra Ring, it was as if a clay ox had entered the sea.
Without even a ripple, the Vajra Ring remained steadily suspended in the air.
There is no sign of it being shaken.
When the old monk unleashed the full potential of the Vajra Ring...
After it erupts, its powerful force increases exponentially.
The temperature of the entire battlefield dropped instantly.
Everyone felt a fear that came from the depths of their souls.
Black Impermanence and White Impermanence exchanged a glance.
They could both see a deep sense of apprehension in each other's eyes.
They knew they had encountered an unprecedentedly formidable enemy.
"Old monk, unleash all your remaining tricks at once!"
"Otherwise, you won't have another chance later." The White Impermanence's face was ashen.
His voice, as cold as ice that had never melted for millennia, seemed capable of freezing everything in the world.
Every word carried a chilling aura.
The long white robe she wore stood out on the windless battlefield.
Yet, without wind, it moved with a fierce thud, making him seem like a peerless master, detached from the world.
His gaze coldly swept upwards towards the heavens, revealing boundless arrogance and disdain.
It was as if it were declaring to the old monk that no matter what tricks he used,
They weren't afraid at all.
Meanwhile, Black Impermanence was not idle either.
His figure flashed like a ghost, instantly attacking the old monk from behind.
An eerie black aura emanated from him.
Like a messenger from the abyss of darkness,
The weapon in his hand gleamed with an eerie light, and each step he took was steady and powerful.
With a determination to kill.
The two, one in black and one in white, resembled Black and White Twin Baleful Intents, their teamwork impeccable.
Their combined attack was fully displayed, showing absolutely no fear or intention to retreat.
Even when facing such a powerful opponent, they remained aggressive and showed no weakness.
"Since you're so eager to die, then I'll grant your wish!"
If I don't go to Hell, who Hell?! You killed my beloved disciple!
Even if all the water in the Nine Heavens were poured out, it would not wash away your sins!
The old monk's voice was like a booming bell, filled with boundless grief, indignation, and resolute determination.
The sound echoed throughout the battlefield.
The voice contained grief and anger.
It seemed to transform into a tangible force, causing the surrounding air to tremble.
As soon as he finished speaking, flames mysteriously burst into Flame from the old monk's body.
The Flame were not ordinary Flame; they possessed a strange bluish-green hue.
It carried a mysterious yet terrifying aura.
It spread rapidly at a speed visible to the naked eye.
In the blink of an eye, it enveloped the old monk's entire body.
The crackling sound made by the burning Flame
It was like a countdown to God of Death, each screech striking heavily into everyone's hearts.
"Holy crap, is he burning through his lifespan? Has he gone mad?"
If he does that, he'll surely die!
"No way, he forcibly merged the Three Lives Art before."
Now that it's burning through its lifespan again, it seems it's prepared to die this time.
"Now, how should the Human Race respond?"
The surrounding onlookers, and the people from the Great Buddha Universe,
Upon seeing this, exclamations and murmurs of surprise immediately arose.
Shock and worry were written on everyone's face.
Their eyes widened, fixed intently on the old monk on the battlefield.
It was as if I could see an unprecedented disaster about to befall us.
Some people in the crowd were whispering and talking amongst themselves.
Some people stood frozen in place, their faces filled with terror, at a loss for what to do.
However, the Human Race army, seeing the old monk's insane actions,
But then he burst into unrestrained laughter.
"Who says women are inferior to men? This mad monk deserves to die too!"
A young Human Race soldier brandished his weapon.
His face flushed red, and he roared, his eyes gleaming with excitement.
"Not bad, do you really think our Human Race is easy to bully?"
A veteran general, with his arms crossed,
His expression was cold and stern, his voice filled with disdain and confidence.
"This time, the campaign to eradicate Buddhism must wipe them out completely."
"Leave no one alive!" From the crowd stood a burly man.
He slammed the giant axe in his hand hard onto the ground.
It kicked up a cloud of dust and roared loudly.
The sound seemed to shake the entire battlefield to its core.
"Regardless of any lineage or civilization, anyone who dares to be an enemy of my Human Race..."
They must all be completely Destruction from the sight of our Human Race!
Everyone chimed in, their emotions running high.
Excited and rousing voices echoed continuously from the Human Race army.
The intense fighting spirit seemed to set the entire sky ablaze.
Their eyes gleamed with fanaticism.
Weapons were raised high, ready to charge at the enemy and engage in a desperate battle.
Immediately afterwards, countless battles erupted.
The battlefield was filled with deafening roars.
The sounds of clashing weapons mingled together, accompanied by a chilling, bone-chilling aura.
Scorching and violent energy continuously surged into the air.
The entire world seemed to be thrown into chaos by this great battle.
The air was thick with the scent of death, and blood stained the earth.
Every inch of land seemed to tell the story of the cruelty of war.
" Black and White Impermanence, are you even capable? Hurry up and finish off this opponent!"
We're still going to conquer the Great Buddha Universe!
The cold, somewhat impatient voice of the Iron Courage Divine Marquis rang out across the battlefield.
He stood on high ground, overlooking the entire battlefield.
A hint of disdain flashed in his eyes, as if in his eyes,
The outcome of this battle was already decided; it was only a matter of time Black and White Impermanence dealt with the old monk.
Upon Black and White Impermanence couldn't help but give a bitter smile.
The old monk had already risked his life, yet this Iron Courage Divine Marquis not only refused to help, but...
Still making sarcastic remarks here, it's simply... infuriating!
That's absolutely infuriating.
They secretly grumbled to themselves, but there was nothing they could do.
All we can do is focus all our energy back on the old monk.
Prepare for even fiercer battles.
How dare they make sarcastic remarks? They deserve to die!
The Black and White Impermanence were burning with rage.
This Iron Courage Divine Marquis not only failed to offer any assistance at such a critical moment,
Their sarcastic remarks are truly infuriating.
"Yes, the two of you fighting one is a disgrace to our Human Race."
Guan Yu's phoenix eyes narrowed slightly, and his silkworm eyebrows stood up straight.
His voice was booming, and he began to criticize without any politeness.
He exuded an innate domineering aura.
The Qinglong Crescent Blade in his hand gleamed coldly, as if it were also cheering on his words.