MM Racing Chapter 278 Vajra Imprisonment of Heaven, Immovable King
Chapter 278 Vajra Imprisonment of Heaven, Immovable King
Chapter 278 Vajra Imprisonment of Heaven, Immovable King
The emergence of a nascent soul is not something that can be achieved overnight. It is a leap in the level of life, requiring the absorption of a vast amount of spiritual energy from heaven and earth to comprehend the ethereal and elusive divine essence of the Great Dao, thereby solidifying the foundation of the nascent soul.
The length of this process varies depending on the cultivator's foundation; some can complete it in half a day, while others may need two or three days.
This depends not only on the quality of the nascent soul condensed by the cultivator and how much of the Daoist essence it can withstand, but also on the strength of the nascent soul tribulation that is about to descend.
The more powerful the foundation of a top-grade Nascent Soul, the more terrifying the tribulation lightning sent down by the Heavenly Dao will be, and the longer it will take to prepare this destructive power.
Time passed slowly in the oppressive silence.
Two full days later, the golden core within Chen Yi's body had completely shattered, and the nascent soul was gradually breaking free from its restraints, revealing its true form.
On the surface of the nascent soul, the four mysterious and obscure Dao patterns became increasingly solid and clear, exuding different profound auras.
At this moment, the previously obscure laws governing the universe seemed to have been unveiled in Chen Yi's eyes, leaving everything completely unobstructed and within reach.
Above the sky, the vast vortex of spiritual energy that originally covered an area of 2,500 miles in radius has now been frantically devoured, leaving only a core area of about 300 miles.
However, the remaining vortex contains extremely pure spiritual energy, which flows into Chen Yi's body like a tangible stream of light, until it is completely drained or reaches the limit that Chen Yi can contain and withstand, and can no longer absorb or comprehend it.
As the spiritual energy vortex contracted, it was replaced by a thick, oppressive cloud of tribulation that covered an area of a thousand miles.
The dark clouds rolled and churned, like spilled ink, so heavy it was suffocating.
The nascent soul is about to be born, and a terrifying tribulation of lightning has been brewing deep within the clouds, yet it remains dormant.
Just a moment before that nascent soul-stirring energy was about to erupt completely and announce its true birth.
In the void thousands of miles away, a strange change suddenly occurred.
A dazzling golden lotus phantom flashed across the sky, its golden light seemingly ignoring spatial distance. When it reappeared the next moment, it appeared to have traversed hundreds of miles.
One step forward and hundreds of miles of mountains and rivers recede!
This is the great Buddhist supernatural power of shrinking the earth to an inch, with lotus flowers blooming with every step!
"Amitabha! This old monk is not late!"
A resounding Buddhist chant, like the sound of a morning bell and evening drum, pierced through the blockade of the sky full of calamity clouds and rolled in.
In the blink of an eye, the golden light faded, and a bald old man in a gray monk's robe appeared out of thin air, standing on a golden lotus.
With a calm expression, he took a few steps and traversed the void, standing firmly beneath the world where Chen Yi had formed his Nascent Soul, his own light shining brightly as he gazed directly at the eye of the storm.
A grand chant suddenly resounded throughout the world, but it carried no trace of compassion, only a cold and hard judgment.
"Our temple has an ancestral precept that anyone who possesses both a Vajra body and a soul-thunder spirit is a monster of the world, and if born, will destroy the world."
This Buddhist chant, mixed with profound spiritual power, instantly drowned out the roar of the thunder tribulation that stretched for thousands of miles.
In mid-air, the old monk stood on the air, his skin was bronze in color, his muscles were bulging, and every inch of his skin seemed to have golden liquid flowing under it, exuding a suffocating sense of oppression.
Master Xuangang was one of the five abbots of Jingang Temple.
A mid-stage peak fourth-order physical cultivator who also practices Buddhism.
He clasped his hands together, his gaze piercing through layers of clouds and mist, directly targeting the Star Moon Sect's protective mountain formation.
"Star Moon Sect, today your sect has a new Nascent Soul cultivator, and there are signs of this demonic calamity."
"I have no choice but to obey the Buddha's will and undergo this worldly tribulation ahead of schedule."
The sound boomed, making the eardrums of the lower-level cultivators below ache and their blood surge.
"Amitabha Buddha, if there is any damage to your sect, our Vajra Temple will compensate you."
Before he finished speaking, Lin Yunsheng's tense expression instantly relaxed amidst the distant clouds. "Very good."
He clapped his hands and sighed, a smile playing on his lips.
"Xuan Gang has come in person! Now that female demon Xuan Yin is someone to deal with!"
Master Xuangang did not conceal his presence, and his words were clearly heard by all the cultivators watching the ceremony within a radius of a thousand miles.
The crowd erupted in chaos.
Is this an attempt to ruin someone's path in public?
This is no Buddhist monk, he's clearly a butcher in a robe!
Xuan Gang ignored the surrounding discussions.
He soared through the air, his eyes gleaming with golden light, his gaze fixed on the core of the spiritual energy vortex in the sky, which was less than three hundred miles in diameter and where the essence of heaven and earth was most concentrated.
This was also a crucial juncture for Chen Yi to absorb the energy of heaven and earth and condense the Dao essence of his nascent soul.
At the center of the vortex, the spiritual energy was viscous like liquid and was rapidly collapsing inward.
If this area is damaged, the nascent soul that is forming may suffer a backlash, resulting in a loss of spirituality at best, and at worst, half of the nascent soul may be damaged on the spot.
Even if they survive by sheer luck, they will only be a half-crippled Nascent Soul cultivator, never making any further progress in their lives, and their lifespan will be less than a thousand years.
As far as Vajra Temple is concerned, a cripple is naturally no threat.
Two long, snow-white eyebrows drooped down Xuan Gang's cheeks, dancing lightly in the wind.
His eyes gleamed with golden light, clearly calculating the best way to strike.
The Nascent Soul stage experts present instantly understood his intentions.
Lin Yunsheng couldn't help but smile: "Very good. With Master Xuangang here in person, that Chen fellow should have no hope of reaching the Nascent Soul stage today."
Beside him, the Black Serpent True Monarch's vertical pupils narrowed slightly, and he hesitated: "Elder, how did you come to this conclusion?"
Although Xuan Gang was strong, he was only at the mid-stage of the fourth-order body refinement level.
"The Star Moon Sect has the Profound Yin True Monarch, a late-stage Nascent Soul cultivator, overseeing it. How could he possibly succeed?"
Lin Yunsheng glanced at him, but did not explain directly. He just smiled meaningfully.
"Hehe, this guy from Vajra Temple is a notoriously stubborn person in the cultivation world. Besides, Vajra Temple's supernatural powers are very effective against the Nine Yin Demon Flame lineage."
You'll understand once you keep watching.
High in the sky, somewhere in the clouds, Ning Bu'er heard the old monk's shameless words and was so enraged that black mist churned around him, and his long hair moved without wind; he was clearly on the verge of exploding.
缘。
The tiles beneath her feet were cracking inch by inch, as if they were about to burst into the sky.
Just then, a beam of cool moonlight pierced the sky.
Yue Qingqiu transformed into a stream of light and instantly flew to the Star Moon Sect's grand formation. Her robes fluttered, and a clear, cold full moon faintly appeared behind her, forcing back some of the overwhelming Buddhist light.
"Isn't the head monk of Jingang Temple being a bit too unreasonable?"
Yue Qingqiu's voice was clear and melodious, yet it carried a chilling coldness.
"How did you determine that Elder Chen of my sect is the so-called scourge of the world that you speak of?!"
She took a deep breath, her chest heaving violently.
"Moreover, what you call the Buddhist ancestral precepts are just a matter of your Vajra Temple's conflict with the Thunder Soul Sect's sect leader tens of thousands of years ago, where the two sides fought a great battle and neither side could defeat the other."
Now you're spouting these inflammatory words? I think it's your Vajra Temple that's spreading heresy and harming the masses!
These words resonated deeply and spread far and wide.
Facing Xuan Gang, whose cultivation far surpassed her own, Yue Qingqiu stood ramrod straight, refusing to yield an inch.
As fellow members of the righteous path, she was in the right and naturally wanted to seek justice for her sect.
Xuan Gang didn't even lift his eyelids; his gaze remained fixed on the vortex of spiritual energy.
"Amitabha, our temple has its own method of judgment, and there is no need for Fairy Qingyue to know about it."
His tone was flat, yet it exuded an undeniable arrogance.
Yue Qingqiu's eyebrows furrowed, and she shouted sharply, "What if you're wrong?"
Xuan Gang finally turned his head and gave her a brief, indifferent look.
"Regardless of right or wrong, I will give your Star Moon Sect an explanation."
He paused, his tone as if he were discussing a routine transaction.
"If I'm right, I'll compensate you with a full set of Nascent Soul resources afterward, so that your Star Moon Sect can produce another Nascent Soul cultivator."
"If the judgment is wrong, then in addition to the resources mentioned above, my Vajra Temple will also provide a fourth-tier Body Refinement Grandmaster to serve your Star Moon Sect for a hundred years!"
These words caused an uproar.
On paper, the Star Moon Sect appears to be making a steady profit.
In any case, you can get a Nascent Soul combatant, or even get a fourth-level Body Refinement Master as a henchman for free.
But that's not how it works.
For a cultivator to form a Nascent Soul is to defy the heavens and change their fate.
What an insult it is to treat living people as objects that can be replaced at will.
"Bald monk! Shameless!"
A loud shout rang out.
Ning Bu'er could no longer hold back. His figure tore through the void like a black lightning bolt and instantly appeared beside Yue Qingqiu.
A raging inferno erupted from her body, engulfing her entirely.
Her eyes were icy cold, her killing intent almost tangible, as she locked onto Xuan Gang from afar.
Xuan Gang slowly turned his head, and two golden beams of light fell on Ning Bu'er.
When his gaze fell upon the pitch-black demonic flames, a hint of surprise finally appeared on his usually impassive face.
"Is this Jurchen lord a descendant of the ancient demon lineage?"
He looked Ning Bu'er up and down, as if he were appraising a rare object.
"The Nine Yin Demon Flame's foundation is so deep that I am quite impressed."
His tone was neither humble nor arrogant, and even carried a hint of approval, completely ignoring Ning Bu'er's insults.
This condescending attitude is more infuriating than physical violence.
"You old bald monk, does every cultivator in the world who advances to the Nascent Soul stage need the approval of your Vajra Temple?!"
Ning Bu'er gritted his teeth, and the demonic flames around him surged wildly, turning half the sky black.
"Treating cultivators attempting to break through to the Nascent Soul stage like livestock, constantly talking about compensation and transactions—is this the way of your Vajra Buddhism?!"
"With me here today, you cannot lay a finger on Chen Yi!"
Xuan Gang shook his head slightly, a pitying smile curving his lips.
"Hehe, a little cause and effect cannot be judged by the details of this matter. In terms of the greater principles of heaven and earth, I have not done anything wrong."
Besides, now that I'm here, female benefactor, I'm afraid you, a mere early-stage Nascent Soul cultivator, are no match for me."
Before he finished speaking, he suddenly raised his right hand.
Pointing his index finger to the sky.
boom!
The spiritual energy of heaven and earth within a radius of a hundred miles instantly surged and frantically converged towards his fingertips.
In an instant, a giant golden finger, thousands of feet long, solidified in the void.
On the surface of the giant finger, ancient Sanskrit characters flow endlessly, and every texture is clearly visible, as if it were real.
A terrifying, world-destroying pressure suddenly descended, causing even the space itself to groan in agony under its strain.
The spiritual energy fluctuations instantly surged to the peak of the mid-Nascent Soul stage!
The giant finger, entirely golden, exuded an aura of overwhelming power, capable of crushing everything and being invincible, as it slowly tilted.
The target is the center of the spiritual energy vortex two hundred miles away!
"Vajra Imprisoning Heaven Finger!"
Among the crowd watching from afar, someone gasped in surprise, their voice trembling slightly.
This is one of the four great supernatural powers that make Vajra Temple famous!
It is said to be able to imprison the heavens with a single finger, and is indestructible.
It not only contains terrifying physical destructive power, but also contains unique Buddhist laws. Apart from a direct confrontation, no Five Elements magic can neutralize it.
Before the giant golden finger even landed, the terrifying wind pressure had already crushed the mountains and forests below to dust.
Xuan Gang remained expressionless and gently pressed his finger down.
That towering golden finger, accompanied by rolling thunder, viciously crushed towards the crucial point where Chen Yi was forming his Nascent Soul!
"Bald monk! How dare you!"
If you dare to sever his infant spirit today, I will surely burn down your monastery one day!
Master!
Ning Bu'er's voice was urgent and sharp. Her figure blurred, and she transformed into a sharp black rainbow, shooting towards the direction of Chen Yi's Star Moon Sect. Dark black demonic flames surged wildly around her, a manifestation of her deepest anxiety and rage.
When the power of the Vajra Imprisoning Heaven Finger was first revealed, she felt a jolt in her heart.
That's not a simple technique; it's a highly targeted dual cultivation of physical and magical arts!
Almost instinctively, she flew towards the eye of the storm, the very core of the spiritual energy vortex.
The Nine Yin Demon Flame lineage roams the world, with few natural enemies.
Unfortunately, these bald monks who cultivate indestructible bodies are the toughest nut to crack!
The old monk suddenly and shamelessly attacked, shouting, "You're courting death!"
—"
This clear shout seemed to come from the cold abyss of the heavens, instantly freezing the scorching golden light that filled the sky.
Deep within the clouds, a purple robe fluttered in the wind.
That beautiful figure, which terrified countless cultivators, pierced through the void and arrived.
Before Xuan Yin Zhenjun arrived, his killing intent had already arrived.
Without uttering a single wasted word, she lightly raised her hand, and a ball of pitch-black flame, so dark it swallowed up light, suddenly flickered in her palm.
There was nothing earth-shattering about it; it was just a wave of his sleeve.
That ball of late-stage fourth-order primordial demonic flame ignored the spatial barrier of hundreds of miles, and like a bone-deep infection, it exploded on the monk Xuan Gang's robe without warning.
Sizzle sizzle—
The sickening corrosive sound echoed through the sky.
The monk Xuangang's originally dignified face instantly became distorted.
That was not ordinary burning, but a double torment that directly burned away the soul and the physical body.
The once dazzling golden crystal marrow protective array on his body now flickered wildly, as if it had encountered snow in boiling oil, and emitted a mournful cry of unbearable strain.
However, a shocking scene unfolded.
Despite half of his body being engulfed in demonic flames, and his flesh even emitting a burnt smell, the monk's right hand, which was pointing to the sky, remained completely still!
That towering finger remained firmly locked onto Chen Yi, who was forming his Nascent Soul below. Not only did it not dissipate, but due to the caster's resolute determination, it absorbed the power of heaven and earth even faster.
"Chen Yi is a cultivator from my Qingyun Cave Heaven. How dare your Vajra Temple make such a move!"
"If you do not stop while I am here today, I will burn your Vajra body and melt your relics!"
Xuan Yin Zhenjun's cold voice was like a polar ice storm, carrying an unparalleled pressure of a late-stage Nascent Soul cultivator, fiercely impacting Xuan Gang's mind.
The demonic flames burned ever brighter, almost engulfing the monk.
The aura of the monk Xuangang fluctuated violently at this moment, like a candle flickering in the wind.
But he did something that no one expected.
Instead of retreating, he advanced, and even gave up trying to avoid it.
Suddenly, he sat down cross-legged in mid-air. His right hand, which was pointing to the sky, remained as steady as a rock, while his other hand quickly flipped in front of his chest, forming an extremely ancient mudra.
The chanting from his mouth was no longer a compassionate whisper, but a roar of an angry Vajra.
next moment.
boom!
Endless golden light burst forth from his pores; it was the golden marrow essence he had cultivated for a hundred years, now gushing out as if it were free, instantly solidifying on his body surface and transforming into a gleaming golden suit of armor.
The terrifying Nine Yin Demon Flame was actually blocked by this layer of golden liquid. Although it was still frantically consuming the golden liquid, it could not reach the physical body for the time being.
Acala Mudra!
The second of the four sacred powers of Vajra Temple, known as the best defense in the world!
With the blessing of this seal, the monk Xuan Gang was like a golden statue that felt no pain.
At the same time, his vast, bell-like divine sense transmission boomed throughout the heavens and earth, carrying an almost obsessive fanaticism: "The Nine Yin lineage has reappeared in the world, actually colluding with the Thunder Soul inheritance!"
This is a sign of chaos in the world, truly a great calamity for our Buddhist community!
Xuan Yin, my cultivation may not be as high as yours, but you cannot stop me from doing what I want to do!
Today, even if it costs me a hundred years of cultivation, I will still try to unravel the mysteries of the universe that are causing this evil!
This is the ancestral precept of our temple; we will have no regrets even if it means death!
Then, he spat out a mouthful of blood essence, and the huge Vajra finger imprint in the sky, nearly a thousand feet long, turned from illusory to real, with even the fingerprint clearly visible.
With a terrifying power that could shatter the heavens, it pressed down hard towards the center of the spiritual energy vortex in the distance, where the person frantically trying to form a nascent soul was being devoured!
"stop!"
"Stop!"
Two sharp shouts rang out almost simultaneously.
The moonlight was like water, and the demonic flames were like fire.
The two streaks of light moved at extreme speed, leaving long afterimages in the air.
Yue Qingqiu and Ning Bu'er, one in front and one behind, stood in the way of the towering finger, disregarding everything else.
Both of them looked extremely grim.
Chen Yi is currently at the most crucial juncture in forming his Nascent Soul, a critical moment when the laws of Heaven are transferred to his Nascent Soul.
Let alone being hit by this incredibly powerful finger strike, even being swept by the wind from the finger would affect the quality of one's nascent soul!
A resolute glint flashed in Yue Qingqiu's eyes.
She suddenly lifted both hands upwards, her ten fingers spinning rapidly.
Within a radius of several dozen miles, Star Peak and Moon Peak seemed to come alive.
Countless rays of starlight and moonlight shot into the sky, and the Star Moon Sect's long-dormant protective formation was activated to its fullest extent at this moment.
The vast array power was not used for defense, but instead transformed into a huge star and moon halo, carrying an all-consuming sharpness, and actively met the falling finger.
Boom!
The world seemed to go deaf at that moment.
A massive wave of light swept across the area, shattering the clouds and causing the mountains to tremble.
However, as the light faded, Yue Qingqiu's pupils suddenly contracted.
The star and moon halo had been shattered and transformed into countless fireflies.
However, the golden light on the surface of that huge Vajra Imprisoning Heaven Finger dimmed slightly, but its downward momentum did not decrease in the slightest!
How is that possible?!
Yue Qingqiu was deeply shaken.
She never imagined that the supernatural powers of the Vajra Temple could be so domineering!
Even with her Nascent Soul body and the power of a mountain-protecting formation, she couldn't even shake it.
Little did she know that the Vajra Imprisoning Heaven Finger was a killing move of the Vajra Temple that was designed to break all laws, and it was born with the Buddhist mark of "Vajra Indestructibility".
This thing is completely unreasonable.
Even spells of the same or higher rank will melt away like snow under the blazing sun when they encounter this mark.
The best way to break it is to use absolute force to physically shatter it!
This is why Xuan Yin Zhenjun did not choose to attack the fingerprint, but instead directly killed the caster.
Even her late-stage fourth-tier demonic flames would require a massive amount of time and mana to burn through that finger mark; it simply wouldn't be fast enough!
However, even Xuan Yin Zhenjun did not expect that this old bald monk Xuan Gang was a complete madman.
The Great Perfection Demonic Flame of the Fourth Rank, High Grade, was burning on his body, and his profound cultivation at the peak of the mid-stage of the Fourth Rank was slowly declining.
Any normal cultivator would have withdrawn their attack to protect themselves by now.
But he just wouldn't!
He sat cross-legged in the demonic flames, his face contorted but his expression resolute. He relied on the Immovable King Seal, risking the burning away of his cultivation, to ruin Chen Yi's future!
"Old monk, I don't want to start a bloodbath. Do you really think I wouldn't dare to slaughter you?!"
True rage finally surfaced in Xuan Yin Zhenjun's eyes.
She showed no mercy with her hands, her ten fingers flicking rapidly, creating afterimages as the hand seals shifted.
whoosh whoosh—
A series of deep black demonic fireballs shot out like a barrage of bullets, each containing terrifying, chilling power capable of burning mountains and boiling seas, blasting towards Xuan Gang's main body.
Where the demonic flames passed, a layer of black frost condensed in the space, and a howling wind arose, as if a hundred ghosts were walking at night.
Upon discovering this attack, even Xuan Gang's Immovable King Seal could not withstand it for long, breaking his true form, and naturally, his Vajra Imprisoning Heaven Finger was also released.
But at this critical moment, two voices suddenly entered the battlefield.
"Mysterious Yin True Lord, the masters of Vajra Temple are upholding their ancestral precepts to eliminate demons and protect the righteous path. They are merely eliminating a calamity from the world ahead of time. Why are you being so aggressive?"
"That's exactly right!"
Fairy Xuan Yin, please stop!
"Late-stage Nascent Soul cultivators are not to act lightly; this is a rule of the Daoist sect that has been in place for thousands of years. Do not break this rule!"
Void oscillation.
A figure appeared, draped in clouds stretching for miles, radiating countless rays of light and auspicious energy—it was none other than Lin Yunsheng, who had been hiding in the shadows.
The other person stood on black snake spirit mist, exuding a cold aura; he was none other than the Black Serpent True Lord.
The two, who had originally been observing from the sidelines, suddenly appeared at the same time with remarkable tacit understanding.
The show of support is a pretense; the real intention is to take sides!
Before the words were even finished, the two had already made their move.
Clouds and mist swirl and billow.
Two Nascent Soul level forces attacked from both sides, forcefully blocking the several deadly demonic flames. Although their spiritual light was scattered by the attack, they ultimately blocked this blow that could have turned the tide of the battle for the Xuan Gang monk!
"So you've finally stopped pretending, huh?"
Xuan Yin Zhenjun's voice was no longer as calm as before; instead, it was like frozen iron in the depths of winter, chilling people to the bone.
"I do not believe that the bald monks of the Vajra Temple would come without a reason!"
It must be you people who only know how to hide behind the scenes, spreading rumors and inducing trouble.
Her gaze swept over Lin and She, and the last shred of patience in her eyes vanished completely.
"The Immovable King Seal is both foul and hard; it's true I can't burn this person to ashes in an instant. But if you dare to come, don't blame me for being ruthless!"
boom-!
Before she finished speaking, the black flames, like exploding gas, instantly engulfed a ten-foot radius around her.
This time, Xuan Yin Zhenjun was truly enraged. As a powerful cultivator in the late Nascent Soul stage, she seemed to be someone anyone could step on and trample on in the Central Continent, and no one took her seriously.
It seems that we've been too lenient with our methods all these years.
In the decades since she settled in Qingyun Cave Heaven, the number of Nascent Soul cultivators who have died at her hands is still far too small!
"Since you like exchanging tiles, fine."
Today I will also unleash my killing spree. When I kill your people, I will compensate you with some Nascent Soul resources!
"Defense is no match for me, but when it comes to killing, let's see who's faster!"
The Nine Yin Demon Flame excels only at killing, not at defense. Xuan Yin's use of killing to stop the war is a last resort.