Troubled times: Start practicing spiritual practice by taking care of your sister-in-law.

"Burn."

A golden flame rose from Chen Mo's body. This was the True Fire of the Sun, condensed from Chen Mo's own spiritual power. After activating the Divine Burning Technique, the True Fire of the Sun was even more powerful.

The annihilation power that fell on Chen Mo's skin was instantly incinerated by the true fire of the sun.

He seemed to be resurrected like the sun god. With a wave of his hand, the three seals of Azure Dragon, Phoenix and Taotie were formed, making a rumbling sound. He did not merge the three seals, as that would take too long. Instead, he blasted the three seals separately at the "卍" Buddhist seal that was striking his body. Suddenly, the three swastika Buddhist seals shattered.

Chen Mo rushed out from one side, quickly approached a monk, and launched an attack.

The monk was shocked to see Chen Mo break their Vajra Subduing Demon so quickly, but he was also very decisive and fled at high speed. The other three monks and Fa'er rushed forward to help.

Chen Mo had already used the Dragon Step, and with the added benefits of Armor Break and Divine Burning Technique, his speed was extremely fast. He directly caught up with the monk who was fleeing at high speed and threw a punch.

The monk dodged, constantly forming hand seals. He knew that Chen Mo was a body cultivator and it was impossible to collide with his physical body, so he used his strongest spiritual power to prevent Chen Mo from getting close.

The violent roar and powerful spiritual energy fluctuations caused turbulence here, but the hand seals he had formed were shattered by Chen Mo's punches one after another. Then, Chen Mo burst out from the powerful spiritual energy fluctuations and punched the monk's head.

"clang"

A deafening, clear sound rang out. The monk's reaction was truly swift. Half a breath before Chen Mo's fist struck his head, he managed to activate the Golden Bell Shield, a powerful defensive technique from the Sea of ​​Bitterness.

Therefore, Chen Mo's punch did not kill him, but instead sent him flying with great force.

At the same time, the attacks from three other monks who had formed the Vajra Subduing Demon formation, as well as from Dharma, also arrived.

Without the annihilating power of Vajra Subduing Demons, Chen Mo, relying on the nine-colored illusory light, armor-piercing ability, and powerful physical body, directly withstood the attacks of the four people without sustaining any injury.

Outsiders were shocked. They hadn't expected that even the five experts at the fourth level of the Bitter Sea hadn't been able to defeat Chen Mo. And judging from the situation, Chen Mo still had the upper hand.

This is absolutely terrifying.

"Since Benefactor Chen is so stubborn, then don't blame this humble monk for showing no mercy."

After Fa'er finished speaking, he suddenly shouted, "The Heart Sutra!"

Upon hearing this, the monks immediately understood and sat cross-legged in mid-air. One by one, wooden fish radiating Buddhist light appeared before them.

"Shariputra, all dharmas are empty in nature; they are neither produced nor destroyed, neither defiled nor pure, neither increasing nor decreasing."

Fourteen monks chanted the Heart Sutra, and after each verse, they gently tapped the wooden fish in front of them. The sound reached Chen Mo's ears, and Chen Mo felt as if his spiritual power was about to collapse and his primordial spirit was about to leave its sheath.

"We can't let them continue reading," Chen Mo realized the seriousness of the situation and decided to interrupt them.

However, Fa'er, who did not participate in the recitation of the Heart Sutra, once again manipulated the patriarch's relics to suppress him and formed the "key hammer mudra".

Countless thorns climbed out of the void, instantly wrapping around Chen Mo's limbs and neck, but were quickly incinerated by the true solar fire surrounding Chen Mo. However, these thorns were endless and could not be completely burned away. As soon as they were burned away, new thorns would climb out of the void.

At the same time, Fa'er quickly chanted the Corpse Binding Spell used in "Subduing Demons and Subduing Bobo" to devour Chen Mo's competitive spirit, causing the true solar fire around Chen Mo's body to gradually weaken.

The people of the Bitter Sea were numerous and their methods were endless. Under this repeated targeting, Chen Mo was captured by the "Key Hammer Seal".

Seeing this scene, Dongfang Nishang almost cried. She wanted to help, but was entangled by Dongfang Tai. This filled Dongfang Nishang's eyes with murderous intent, and she threatened Chen Mo that if anything happened, she would fight Dongfang Tai to the death.

Not only did Dongfang Tai not care, but it also kept trying to persuade Dongfang Nishang to turn back.

"Rest in peace, Benefactor Chen."

Although Chen Mo's body showed signs of collapse under the Prajna Heart Sutra's blessing, Fa'er had already witnessed too many unexpected events in Chen Mo, so he didn't want to give Chen Mo any more time.

He closed his eyes, and instantly, a great light shone from his body. A huge Buddha with compassionate eyes, about a hundred feet tall, appeared behind Fa'er, its light shining for thousands of feet.

"town!"

As soon as Fa'er spoke, the Compassionate Buddha raised his palm and brought it down towards Chen Mo's location. The immense pressure caused the ground beneath Chen Mo to cave in, leaving a large handprint.

Just as the Buddha's palm was about to land on Chen Mo, a full zhang away.

"Chila!"

A blinding golden line suddenly tore through the sky. It was not lightning, but purer than lightning; it was not light, but contained the ultimate form of light. It was a blade of light formed from the condensed true fire of the sun.

Wherever the golden thread passed, the Buddha's all-encompassing light instantly vaporized, leaving behind a vacuum trail burning with golden flames. This trail pierced a large hole in the Buddha's palm and caused the Buddha's massive body to lean backward as if about to fall to the ground.

But soon, Fa'er stabilized the Buddha, and the pierced palm was filled with Buddha's light, falling towards Chen Mo again.

But at that moment, at the end of that vacuum trajectory, space rippled outwards like the surface of water tossed with a pebble. A circle of molten gold spread outwards, and at the center of the ripples, a golden crow's claw, burning and flowing, purely composed of light and heat, firmly gripped the Buddha's descending hand and wrist. Time seemed to freeze for a moment.

Immediately afterward, Fa'er opened his eyes, followed by an incredulous, painful groan. The Buddha's giant hand, powerful enough to shatter stars, had crushed his wrist with the Golden Crow's claws. At the same time, although Fa'er's wrist was not broken, he had to endure the pain of having his wrist crushed.

"Wow—"

A clear, resonant sound pierced the clouds, and from the center of the ripples, a massive fire shadow broke free, hovering in the air and revealing its true form.

Chen Mo also broke free from the "key hammer imprint".

"Golden Crow!"

The moment the golden crow appeared, almost everyone present stopped what they were doing and looked over in unison. Except for Xu Nianzhen, everyone looked astonished.

They had no idea about the duel between Chen Mo and Murong Niu.

The Heart Sutra also stopped, but this was not because the monks in the sea of ​​suffering stopped reciting it; rather, it was because the moment the golden crow appeared, it burned away the sound of the chanting.

"Golden Crow - Dharma Image".

The moment they saw the golden crow, their eyes nearly popped out of their sockets.

Then Yuanjing kept saying, "A remnant of spiritualism, he really is a remnant of spiritualism."

Then, in a frenzy, he said to Dongfang Nishang and the people of the Chiyuan clan, "Look, he has already revealed his true colors. Are you still going to defend him?"

But not until the round, clean opening.

The golden crow suddenly flapped its wings.

It wasn't a gale, but a burst of light.

Billions of pure golden rays burst forth from every fiery golden feather of the Golden Crow, instantly filling the entire sky. These were not ordinary lights, but the tangible fire of the Golden Crow. A violent and majestic aura surged forth from the Golden Crow's body like a tidal wave.

Although it was quickly suppressed by the Hetu Luoshu, the Buddha with compassionate eyes was directly vaporized and incinerated by the Golden Crow Fire, leaving not even a trace of black smoke.

"Pfft." Farr coughed up a mouthful of blood, his face pale.

"Now I want to see who will rest in peace."

Chen Mo pointed at Fa Er from a distance.

He did not want to use the Golden Crow Dharma Form.

He had used it once before; the Golden Crow Dharma Form drained all the spiritual power and essence from his body, and it didn't last long. If he didn't eliminate all the enemies within this timeframe, he would become a lamb to the slaughter.

He was also worried that the previous rumors had attracted countless people, and that many contestants had yet to show up and act accordingly.

The Golden Crow Dharma Form was his backup plan.

But now, he has no choice; he's been forced to stop using it.

As Chen Mo made his move, the Golden Crow stirred.

It is no longer a hovering deity, but has transformed into a burning, falling star.

Its body transformed into a golden-red streak that pierced through the heavens and earth, moving at a speed beyond what the naked eye could perceive. Behind it, the phantoms of nine crimson suns appeared and then suddenly solidified, as if it were dragging nine real suns forward.

With the power of the Nine Suns, each flap of its wings unleashed a heatwave storm powerful enough to scorch mountains and boil seas, scorching the space with spiderweb-like lava-like cracks.

Far'er's expression changed drastically; he had long lost his usual composure and used every means to resist.

First, the relics of the patriarch.

However, the ancestral relic is, after all, an inanimate object, and having been used multiple times before, it no longer possesses much power. How could it possibly withstand the Golden Crow?

Under the shroud of the Golden Crow's Fire, the ancestral relic began to melt, drip, and disintegrate inch by inch, turning into ashes.

Fa'er then threw out his kasaya, which transformed into a sky-covering curtain in the air, enveloping the Golden Crow. However, the Golden Crow quickly burned a large hole in it, and the kasaya turned into ashes.

"Disciples, form the Arhat Formation!" Fa'er shouted repeatedly, his voice filled with shock and anger. (End of Chapter)