Out of control

Martial artists at the Transcendent Realm possess abundant vitality and the ability to regenerate severed limbs. No matter how shocking the physical injuries are, they can only deplete one's Qi and Blood and cannot truly kill a Transcendent Martial Artist.

However, if the Primordial Spirit is obliterated and completely vanishes, then the martial artist in the transcendent realm will die completely, leaving only an "immortal" shell.

In all the major systems, there are essentially two ways to kill a superhuman martial artist:

First, by continuously striking him, his Qi and Blood is worn down until the warrior is exhausted, and then he is dismembered and sealed away.

Second, through special means, the warrior's Primordial Spirit is extracted, and then, after a long period of refinement, the Primordial Spirit is obliterated to kill him. At that time, all that remains of the warrior is a mere shell.

Of course, capturing a martial artist's Primordial Spirit is not easy. Only the Daoist School and Sorcerer System can attempt this, and even then, success is not guaranteed.

As for how the gods treated Asura, it was purely a matter of superiority, brutal and simple, without any skill involved.

Something's not right. Shen Shu's move was powerful, but its physical attack wasn't enough to kill Asuluo's Primordial Spirit. Countless black insects crawled out of Xu Qi'an's loose trousers and disappeared.

"Whoosh!"

The rosary beads came from the left, like a swarm of colorful fireflies, beautiful and dazzling.

Just as Xu Qi'an was about to swing his sword to block, the scenery before him suddenly changed; the blood-stained city walls, the lying corpses, and the majestic mountains disappeared from sight.

Instead, there are rows upon rows of high-rise buildings, a forest of reinforced concrete, a constant stream of vehicles, and a picture full of modernity.

Ding ding ding.

The sharp sound of a collision startled him awake; the scroll of his past life shattered, and the scene of reality reappeared before his eyes.

The Taiping Blade and the Zhenguo Sword, controlled by their masters, blocked part of the incoming prayer beads, while the other part was swatted away by the Bear King's claws.

The Iron-Eating Beast's claws were mangled and bloody; the wounds, eroded by the power of its killing intent, would be difficult to heal in a short time.

At the same time, the Nine-Tailed Celestial Fox in the distance raised its hand and pressed down, and a powerful aura descended from the sky, suppressing the prayer beads that contained the power to kill the enemy, causing them to freeze in mid-air. No matter how much they trembled, it was to no avail.

Thank you!

Coming to his senses, Xu Qi'an bowed to the Bear King.

The Taiping sword vibrated with a "buzzing" sound, conveying an "angry" emotion and accusing its master of being distracted in battle.

"You are now a mature blade; you must learn to control your master in battle," Xu Qi'an reassured her. Just as he was about to continue monitoring Asuluo's condition, he heard the silver-haired, fox-eared enchantress laugh from afar.

"You've shrunk again, how terrifying! Stay in Southern Frontier and be my son."

Xu Qi'an then realized that his tightly tucked trousers and belt had loosened again, and his age had regressed once more, making him a ten-year-old boy.

In addition, their vital energy and Qi and Blood have also declined significantly, resulting in a more severe drop in combat strength.

His pupils contracted slightly, and he said in a deep voice:

Will I stay small forever?

The nine-tailed celestial fox nodded and transmitted its voice:

"For the next two hours, you will continue to shrink until you become an infant; this is a reversal within the Great Cycle of Reincarnation. If it were a forward reversal, it would cause the target to age."

"But both of us are at our peak. If things turn around, with our lifespans, we could fight until tomorrow without even growing old. But if it reverses, how long have you been a transcendent?"

Xu Qi'an realized once again the terrifying nature of the Nine Dharma Forms.

They may not be good at attacking, but they each possess their own unique and unpredictable abilities.

"Can the Dharma Form of Reincarnation make people remember things from the past?" Xu Qi'an asked cautiously.

The Nine-Tailed Celestial Fox transmitted its voice:

"Legend has it that the Great Reincarnation Dharma Image can make people remember their past and present lives; whether this is true or not, we don't know."

She turned to look at Shen Shu and loudly reminded him:

"Shenshu has swallowed Asura's Essence Blood."

To avoid any unforeseen complications.

Whether Asura is dead or not, consuming his Essence Blood will kill him even if he doesn't die.

Once Asura is dealt with, this battle will proceed without any surprises or unexpected twists.

Meanwhile, the ten-year-old boy and the mature and charming older woman work together to find their respective opponents and entangle their enemies.

The god chuckled strangely, picked up the headless body of Asura, and a vortex of energy suddenly appeared in his palm, seizing Asura's life force.

Visibly, the Asura King's youngest son's jet-black body rapidly withered and dried up.

Just then, a swastika appeared on Asura's dark body. The swastika slowly rotated and manifested Asura's Primordial Spirit behind Shenshu. Behind the Primordial Spirit's head was a wheel with a metallic texture.

The center of the roulette wheel features a swastika symbol, and the outer ring of the wheel is inscribed with the characters for "heaven, man, animal, asura, hungry ghost, and hell."

The Great Cycle of Reincarnation!

"Click click click!"

As the wheel spun, the three characters "Asura" on it lit up, and a golden light illuminated Shenshu and Asura within it.

The god's powerful body suddenly froze, the vortex disappeared, and Asura's "mummified corpse" fell to the ground.

At that moment, the figure of the Bodhisattva Guangxian, seated high in the sky, vanished in shattered light.

The next moment, he appeared before Shen Shu.

The golden light he recently injected into Asura's body was the power of the Samsara Dharma Image. Taking advantage of Asura's close combat skills, he allowed the power of the Samsara Dharma Image to envelop Shenshu.

Shenshu remained frozen in place, like a statue, seemingly oblivious to the Bodhisattva Guangxian.

"Who I am."

From within Shen Shu's chest came a confused murmur.

Under the moonlight, the collapsed city walls and corpses littered the ground.

The cold moonlight illuminated this devastated land. Since the Western Region garrison and the Demon Race army had retreated far away, the place was exceptionally quiet. In Shen Shu's muttering questions, only the crackling of the flames seemed to provide accompaniment.

The Wheel of Reincarnation slowly rotated, like a giant xenon lamp, its golden light continuously enveloping Shenshu.

The Bodhisattva Guangxian clasped his hands together, his face full of compassion:

"Rootless one, may you find your home in the cycle of reincarnation!"

His figure hovered between transparency and illusion, seemingly about to exhaust his strength.

Shen Shu gradually calmed down, his left hand hesitantly bent, palms together, and a peaceful voice came from his chest:

"Ami."

The sound abruptly stopped; he was resisting some kind of instinct, an instinct to convert to Buddhist School.

Xu Qi'an and the Nine-Tailed Celestial Fox exchanged a glance, both seeing astonishment in each other's eyes.

The effects of the Great Reincarnation Method on the divine beings were beyond their expectations.

Did the Great Reincarnation Dharma Image evoke Shen Shu's past memories and awaken his Buddha-nature? Xu Qi'an thought of the modern city he had just seen and had a guess in his mind.

Suddenly, Asura's headless corpse leaped up and executed a spinning kick in mid-air.

Snap! The air seemed to explode, and a terrifying aura burst forth from the toe, instantly tearing apart the body of the Bodhisattva Guangxian.

This kick completely shattered the energy of this clone.

The sigh of the Bodhisattva Guangxian echoed in the night sky, and the Wheel of Reincarnation collapsed into golden light, while Asura's Primordial Spirit returned to his body.

Asura's remains slowly rose, his cells proliferated wildly, and his flesh writhed. First, his vertebrae grew, completing his cervical spine, and then his skull "grew" from his cervical vertebrae. Once the skeleton was fully grown, tender red flesh quickly covered it, followed by jet-black skin.

The first thing he did after his resurrection was to shatter the dozen or so corpse-eating worms inside his body.

"Well done!"

The nine-tailed celestial fox glanced sideways and gave the little boy a smile.

After Asuluo "died," Xu Qi'an, who was unusually sensitive to corpses, saw this as an opportunity to exploit. He immediately created a Corpse Gu spore and secretly began to corrupt Asuluo.

Of course, erosion does not equate to manipulation and transformation.

At its current level, the Corpse Gu cannot completely control a second-grade corpse, but it is not difficult to manipulate it to make some simple aggressive movements.

That's why I kicked the avatar of Bodhisattva Guangxian just now.

The little boy returned her a smile. Now that the Bodhisattva Guangxian's avatar has dissipated and Asura has been severely injured, only the Arhat Du'e can fight back.

Even after losing the influence of the Samsara Dharma Form, Shenshu remained in a daze, muttering to himself:

Who am I? Who am I?

The Nine-Tailed Celestial Fox shouted:

"You are a divine being, and also the Asura King, the indomitable warrior of the Asura race."

A pleasant sound echoed.

"Asura King"

Shen Shu calmed down slightly, but then suddenly began to mutter to himself again, "Who am I? Who is the Asura King? I can't remember."

The confused mutterings gradually turned into a furious roar:

"Who am I?! Who am I really?!"

The nine-tailed celestial fox repeatedly said, "You are a divine being, the Asura King," but to no avail.

She and Xu Qi'an exchanged a glance and realized something was wrong.

Shen Shu has lost control.

"Can the Great Reincarnation Dharma Form restrain the Divine Power?"

Xu Qi'an slowly turned his head and looked at the silver-haired enchantress.

The silver-haired enchantress frowned.

Do you think it's possible?

Given his divine status and combat power, the Great Reincarnation Dharma Form might be able to weaken or influence him, but it could not possibly restrain him.

Unless the problem lies with Shen Shu himself, Xu Qi'an felt a chill and suddenly realized something.

If Asura held back that day out of personal motives and to plot something, rather than because the Bodhisattva Guangxian had come in his true form to wipe out the Demon Race in one fell swoop.

So, knowing that the Bodhisattva Guangxian possessed a divine body in ruins, why did he still manifest an incarnation today?

Did he really think he could stop Shen Shu with just a clone and two second-rank beings? Besides, there was also him, the Nine-Tailed Celestial Fox, and the Bear King.

Now, looking at the crazed Shen Shu, Xu Qi'an knew the answer.

The Samsara Dharma Form was merely the trigger; it induced Shen Shu's "madness." As for the reason behind it, Xu Qi'an had not yet figured it out.

Neither he nor the nine-tailed fox truly understood Shen Shu.

The Buddhist School understands this half-step martial god best.

Who am I?!

A terrifying demonic sound echoed through the Ten Thousand Demon Mountain. Suddenly, a ball of blood-red light surged within Shen Shu's body, rapidly expanding and devouring everything in its path.

The five extraordinary experts present simultaneously took to the air and retreated rapidly.

The blood-red light expanded into a ball of light ten feet in diameter, and then exploded with a bang.

The five extraordinary experts standing high in the sky saw the entire forest on the mountaintop bow down at that moment, while the houses near the city walls collapsed completely.

To the west of the southern city, the firelight flickered, and countless tiny, ant-like figures fled in panic toward the city gate.

The retreating monks, Zen masters, and city guards worked hard to maintain order.

As the blood-red light dissipated, a majestic Dharma image, twenty feet tall, slowly straightened its back.

His entire body was pitch black, with twelve pairs of muscular arms growing from his back, a black flame mark shining between his eyebrows, and a scorching ring of fire burning behind his head.

His face was like a sculpture, devoid of any expression.

He seemed to be the embodiment of power and evil, every inch of his flesh and blood containing terrifying and monstrous strength, and filled with sinister and horrifying spiritual pollution.

Xu Qi'an felt as if he had fallen into an ice cellar, his whole body was chilled, his pores opened up, and he was drenched in cold sweat.

It wasn't because he was subjected to terrible mental pollution, but because he was locked down.

The gods have chosen him.

Shen Shu has gone mad, desperately trying to complete himself, while I have a severed arm inside me. Xu Qi'an suddenly realized something.

The next moment, a huge shadow enveloped him.

The twenty-foot-tall Dharma image appeared silently before him, its twelve arms clenched into fists, striking out simultaneously.

So fast! Before the shadow could leap, Xu Qi'an made a decisive move, causing the Floating Pagoda to vibrate and unleash its power to suppress the prison. At the same time, golden paint shone from between his eyebrows, quickly spreading across his entire body, and the fire ring behind his head exploded with a "boom".

Immediately afterwards, the Power Gu entered a berserk state, its muscles swelled, and its physique doubled in size.

The Taiping Saber and the Zhenguo Sword slashed out in a cross pattern.

Bang!

Swords and blades soared into the sky and flew into the distance.

Golden light and firelight intertwined and exploded, causing the Vajra Divine Skill to collapse on the spot.

Xu Qi'an's vision went black for a moment, and he lost consciousness. When he came to his senses, he found that his body was flying backward uncontrollably, at the speed of a shooting star.

His arms had lost all feeling and hung limply; every bone in his body was shattered, not a single part intact.

Boom!

He crashed violently into the distant mountains, causing a landslide.

Just as Shenshu Faxiang was about to give chase, his body suddenly stiffened and began to tremble repeatedly, as if he were being repeatedly struck with a wooden stick.

Jade shattered!

Xu Qi'an returned the damage to him, disrupting Shen Shu's rhythm and giving himself a chance to catch his breath.

"Amitabha!"

On the other side, Arhat Du'e clasped his hands together and slowly said, "Nine-Tailed Fox Benefactor, Shen Shu is not someone you can control. You have no idea how terrifying he is."

The nine-tailed celestial fox's eyes flashed red as it coldly stared at Asura and Du'e.

"Using their own weapon against them, Buddhist School has a clever plan. I don't understand why Shenshu has lost control to this extent."

Asuro said slowly:

Only Bodhisattva Guangxian knows this.

As they spoke, he and Arhat Du'e flanked the Nine-Tailed Celestial Fox.

"You are right. Shen Shu is indeed Non-Self control, but it is also beyond your control. Do you two masters understand the principle of playing with fire and getting burned?"

The silver-haired enchantress remained completely calm, smiling as she said:

You underestimate Xu Qi'an.

At this moment, the divine form looked around in the sky above the collapsed mountain, seemingly having lost its target and no longer able to sense the presence of its severed limbs.

Following his instinct to replenish himself and yearning for Essence Blood, he slowly turned around and cast his gaze upon the three experts at the Transcendent Realm.