Chapter 503

Immovable Wisdom King

Aowuu!

Countless vengeful spirits swarmed towards Zhuo Wen as if they did not care about their lives at all. At the same time, the surrounding Yin Qi accompanied the vengeful spirits as they rushed towards Zhuo Wen.

Zhuowen patted his storage pouch and instantly took out the Boundless Astral Sword. At the same time, he pulled out the Tyrannical Dragonscale Bone Spear from his back and pushed the Jade Stone Body Tempering Secrets to the extreme. His entire body was covered in bloody flames while his eyes turned dark gold.

With a shake of his right hand, countless spear shadows rushed out and annihilated the nearby vengeful spirits. However, the vengeful spirits were too densely packed. The spear shadows alone were unable to completely block the attack of the vengeful spirits. Many vengeful spirits passed through the gaps between the spear shadows and rushed towards Zhuowen.

With a cold snort, the countless sword lights around his body flickered. The vengeful spirits near him were directly blasted into pieces by the Boundless Astral Sword. Even if the vengeful spirits broke through the defense of the Boundless Astral Sword, the bloody flames around Zhuowen were enough to block their attacks.

To be honest, these vengeful spirits were extremely weak. Zhuowen could wipe out a large number of them with a wave of his hand. However, what gave Zhuowen a headache was the Yin Qi that accompanied the vengeful spirits. This Yin Qi was like maggots in the bones and was extremely difficult to deal with.

Once Zhuowen's weapon came into contact with the Yin Qi, the Yin Qi would adhere to the surface of the weapon and enter Zhuowen's arm through the weapon, causing Zhuowen's arm to go numb and his movements to become much slower.

"What a strange Yin Qi!"

Feeling the numbness in his arm, Zhuowen frowned. This Yin Qi was extremely troublesome. Although it didn't affect him much right now, if it accumulated, his arm might be greatly affected.

"Ascending Dragon Style!"

With a low roar, Zhuowen swung his arm. The Tyrannical Dragonscale Bone Spear let out a resonant dragon roar. The void shattered and a huge dragon head appeared, instantly dispersing the surrounding vengeful spirits.

However, there were truly too many vengeful spirits, and they were practically innumerable. They formed a dense mass that filled one's field of vision, causing one's scalp to go numb.

Time ticked by. Zhuowen had endured the countless vengeful souls for half a day. Due to the yin energy, Zhuowen's arm had gone numb and he could not even lift it.

"Damn it!"

Zhuowen's arm stiffened slightly as countless vengeful spirits broke through the Tyrannical Dragonscale Bone Spear's defense. Fortunately, he still had the Everlasting Sword Astral Blade to hold on. Otherwise, Zhuowen would have been drowned by the endless vengeful spirits.

"What should we do?

There's still half a day left. That's too long. I can't hold on for half a day in my current state!

Xiao Hei, what should I do? "

At this moment, Zhuowen's heart was in a mess. His voice trembled slightly. This was the first time he had felt so helpless. When he continuously called out to Xiao Hei in his sea of consciousness, he was met with a long period of silence.

"Is she really asleep?" Noticing that Xiao Hei did not respond at all, Zhuowen smiled bitterly as he muttered to himself.

Boom! Boom!

Boom! Another batch of vengeful spirits broke through the Tyrannical Dragonscale Bone Spear and entered the range of the Everlasting Sword Astral Blade. Instantly, the pressure on Zhuowen became extremely great. Cold sweat dripped down his forehead as his gaze became extremely anxious. Was he, Zhuowen, really going to die here?

"I won't die!

Heaven Reversing Sword Dance Nine Consecutive Styles, shatter everything for me! "

Gritting his teeth, Zhuowen desperately urged the Everlasting Sword Astral Blade. Instantly, the one hundred and eight swords buzzed and surrounded Zhuowen, forming a sword light domain. The vengeful spirits that approached Zhuowen were all sliced into pieces by the countless sword lights.

"There's only half a day left. I have to hold on. I have to hold on."

The moment the surrounding sword lights appeared, the pressure on Zhuowen lessened slightly. He barely managed to block the endless vengeful spirits. However, the sword light domain seemed to be rather strenuous against such a terrifying number of vengeful spirits. It seemed to be on the verge of collapse.

"Hold on!

There's only half a day left. "

Gritting his teeth, Zhuowen constantly urged the mental strength in his Niwan Palace to maintain the sword light domain around him.

Time slowly passed. Two hours … Four hours … Six hours … Eight hours … Ten hours … Ten hours … Ten hours …

As time passed, the sword light domain constantly shrank under the vengeful spirits' relentless attacks. The sword light domain that was originally hundreds of feet wide was now only a few feet wide. Furthermore, it was still shrinking slowly.

When there was still an hour left before half a day, perhaps the surrounding vengeful spirits also knew that they wouldn't be around for long. With a shrill howl, they attacked Zhuowen even more ferociously. The sword light domain shrank at a much faster speed.

Kacha!

Finally, the sword light domain couldn't withstand the pressure of the countless vengeful spirits. It shattered and turned into countless stars that floated around the void.

Awoo!

Zhuowen only felt a boom in his head. He almost lost the ability to think. He could only watch the endless vengeful spirits in front of him engulf him. In an instant, Zhuowen was completely covered by the vengeful spirits. His ears were filled with ghostly wails and howls.

"Could it be that … I'm going to die?

If I can hold on for another hour, I can survive … "

His sigh and helpless voice slowly drifted in the darkness. Zhuowen only felt as if his body was being bitten by thousands of ants. His whole body twitched and an inhuman pain almost filled Zhuowen's entire body.

The moment Zhuowen was drowned by the countless vengeful spirits, in the depths of his sea of consciousness, the rootless golden torrent suddenly moved. The golden torrent rolled violently and directly condensed into a golden figure.

The golden figure had a very strange appearance. It had four heads and eight arms, and its face was ferocious. It stepped on endless golden flames, and its eight arms held eight different weapons. The power of each weapon was very vast and boundless.

"It's the Great Spiritual Mantra, the Great Bright Mantra, the Supreme Mantra, the Supreme Mantra, the Supreme Mantra. It can get rid of all suffering. It's real.

Hence the Prajna Paramita Mantra, that is, the mantra is: Reveal the truth, reveal the truth, Paramita reveal the truth, Paramita reveal the truth, Paramita monk reveal the truth, Bodhi Sa Po He. "

The Eight-armed Golden Figure chanted a series of obscure Sanskrit sounds, which looked solemn and solemn. The Eight-armed Golden Figure stamped on the ground and directly stepped out of Zhuowen's mind sea. As soon as it appeared in the pitch-black outside, the Eight-armed Golden Figure began to grow bigger and bigger …

Three meters … thirty meters … three hundred meters … three thousand meters …

In the end, the Eight-Armed Golden Man turned into a three thousand meter tall giant. Endless golden flames surged beneath his pillar-like feet. For a moment, the darkness of the outside world shattered under the illumination of the golden flames. The terrifying and endless vengeful spirits were directly reduced to ashes by the golden flames.

Awoo!

The rest of the vengeful spirits seemed to be extremely afraid of the golden flames. They screamed and hid far away, trying to avoid the attack of the golden flames.

However, the golden flames were too fierce and huge. They blotted out the sky and covered the sun. In an instant, the boundless darkness was completely shattered by the golden flames. The surrounding vengeful spirits were all reduced to ashes in the span of a breath and disappeared without a trace.

Zhuowen, who was originally shrouded in vengeful spirits, was finally exposed. However, at this moment, Zhuowen was in an extremely miserable state. Most of his flesh had been gnawed away by the vengeful spirits, leaving behind only ghastly white bones. He did not look like a human at all. If the golden giant had appeared a moment later, Zhuowen's bones would probably have been gnawed away.

At this moment, Zhuowen's aura was extremely weak. He forced his eyes open and stared at the enormous Eight-armed Golden Figure in the sky. For some reason, the Eight-armed Golden Figure gave him a sense of affinity.

"How can one not die without being destroyed? How can one reach nirvana without suffering?

Heaven and hell are always close at hand. How can one see heaven without experiencing hell?

Kid, perhaps we really are fated to come from the same place. "

The Eight-armed Golden Figure stared quietly at Zhuowen below. His eight arms rapidly formed complicated seals. Immediately, the surrounding golden flames surged over and completely enveloped Zhuowen.

As the golden flames invaded his body, Zhuo Wen groaned in pain. The extreme pain almost caused him to faint. However, miraculously, as the golden flames continued to burn Zhuo Wen's body, his almost shattered body actually began to slowly recover. Moreover, the surface of his skin was suffused with a golden glow, as if it was gilded.

The Eight-armed Golden Figure nodded slightly. He took a step forward and turned into a golden torrent, burrowing back into the depths of Zhuowen's sea of consciousness. He became completely still.

Swish!

When Zhuowen's body had completely recovered, the golden flames immediately burrowed back into the center of Zhuowen's forehead, becoming a part of the golden torrent.

"I've recovered?"

Zhuowen felt like he was in a dream as he sensed the power in his body. "Who is that Eight-armed Golden Figure?

He said he came from the same place as me?

Could he also be from Earth? "

Zhuowen's eyes lit up when he recalled the Eight-armed Golden Figure's last sentence. He thought about the history of Earth in his mind and finally locked onto a person, or rather, a powerful god.

"Buddhism's Acalanatha?"

Although Zhuowen didn't believe in Buddhism, Zhuowen still knew some of the famous gods in Buddhism. The Acalanatha was very famous and was the Buddhist god who controlled all anger.

"It seems like my guess was right. This Nirvana Vairocana is indeed related to Buddhism!" Zhuowen muttered to himself thoughtfully after pondering for a moment.

Kacha!

Just as Zhuowen was immersed in his thoughts, the dark environment around him began to collapse inch by inch. Three days had passed and the effect of the Resentful Ghost Curse Charm had finally disappeared completely.

At this time, all the leaders on the platform didn't pay attention to the golden tower in the center. Instead, their eyes were focused on the black giant egg in a more remote location not far away.

"Three days have passed and the effect of the Resentful Ghost Curse Charm has reached its end. I wonder if Zhuowen is still alive?"

"Aren't you being too wishful thinking?

That Zhuowen probably died without a complete corpse. After all, the spirits in the Resentful Ghost Curse Charm are extremely ferocious. "

"…"

Among them, Xu Chang also noticed the black egg that was about to collapse not far away. A subtle sneer flashed through his eyes. He wanted to see how Zhuowen died with his own eyes.

"Perhaps when the black giant egg breaks, I will only see a pile of bones!

Zhuowen, this is the consequence of offending the House of Marquis of Baichuan. "Xu Chang muttered to himself in his heart as he stared at the black egg with anticipation.

Kacha!