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Chapter 429 The Grand Vow! (Please Subscribe)

"give up?"

Chen Yi twirled his sword, looking at him with a half-smile, "You mean to say that your coming to ambush me with dozens of powerful experts was just a misunderstanding?"

The monk didn't think he could accept it, but what if he could?
After fighting for so long, he no longer believed that he and his men could kill Chen Yi.

Let alone killing them, it's uncertain whether they can even escape alive.

...Except for that damned wolf demon.

"The saying goes, 'It's better to resolve conflicts than to let them fester,' well..."

Before Chen Yi could speak again, the swordsman on the other side interrupted him with a grim face:

"Monk, you've studied Buddhism for a hundred years, how can you still be so naive?"

"He killed so many of our brothers, and we're now locked in a life-or-death struggle. Do you really think he'll let us go?"

"Stop talking nonsense, let's fight one last time."

"It's better to live or die than to be looked down upon."

Upon hearing this, Chen Yi couldn't help but applaud him, nodding approvingly with a smile:
"We cultivators should be like this."

"Since you've chosen to ambush me, you should be prepared to be killed by me, instead of playing the victim. That will only make you look pathetic."

The two men's words clearly angered the monk. After glaring at the wolf demon once more, he suddenly clasped his hands together, veins bulging on his face, and his imposing aura exploded without reservation.

Golden Buddhist merit and vows swirled around him, vaguely forming a vajra (a sacred pestle), with Sanskrit Buddhist verses appearing on it.

However, after the Vajra Pestle appeared, it did not attack Chen Yi, but instead struck the monk heavily between the eyebrows.

Boom!
Boom!
Boom!
The sound, like the tolling of a giant bell, reverberated throughout the land.

A moment later, chants of Buddhist verses filled the surroundings, as if hundreds or thousands of Buddhas were reciting scriptures, each chanting different texts.

"Seeing that the five aggregates are empty, one transcends all suffering and distress... The mind is without hindrance, and because there is no hindrance, there is no fear."

"All conditioned phenomena are like dreams, illusions, bubbles, and shadows; like dew and lightning, they should be viewed in this way."

"Namo Ratna Trayaya..."

As the chanting grew louder, the striking motion of the golden vajra became stronger.

It looked as if the monk was about to commit suicide.

However, Chen Yi knew that he obviously could not commit suicide, so he also silently accumulated killing intent.

Even the divine power of "reaching the ends of the earth within reach" was transformed into the divine power of the killing sword through the "Nine Revolutions Profound Gang Technique," thereby enhancing the power of his sword moves.

Meanwhile, the swordsman on the other side seemed to have seen the monk use this supernatural power before, and a ferocious smile appeared on his face.

Without further hesitation, he charged at Chen Yi with his long sword.

The entire body and the sword became one.

In the blink of an eye, it traversed dozens of miles, closing in on Chen Yi's side, where a blade of light stretching for thousands of miles appeared.

boom!
Chen Yi dodged to the side, completely unaffected by the blade's intent.

However, while he was dodging, his eyes remained fixed on the monk, completely ignoring the swordsman beside him.

"Azure Dragon Sword Immortal, today it's either you or me who dies!"

"Come! Let's fight!"

The swordsman continued his relentless attack, his eyes fixed on Chen Yi, with no one else in sight.

Even though his longsword missed every time, he still charged forward again and again, as if trying to buy time for the monk.

Chen Yi glanced at him, frowned slightly, and took advantage of the swordsman's renewed attack to bring his Spring Rain Sword to face the long sword head-on for the first time.

Jianwang 3: Block the River!

A vast, silvery killing intent pierced through the heavens and earth in the blink of an eye, landing directly on that long blade.

Ding!
With a crisp ringing sound, the sword intent and the saber intent intertwined and shattered, spreading outwards like two intertwined dragons.

Each strike of sword intent and each strike of saber intent left furrows in the surrounding grass.

Although it was only as wide as a finger, the ravine was filled with sword and saber intent, making it seem bottomless.

"Ok?"

The swordsman's expression suddenly changed, or rather, his face turned extremely ugly.

His all-out strike was only on par with Chen Yi's divine sword intent.

"Your swordsmanship... is at the sixth level?"

"How can someone who is only at the sixth level of swordsmanship be on par with someone else's seventh level of saber techniques and divine intent?"

"How could you..."

Before he could finish speaking, Chen Yi, having already struck with his sword, did not linger.

Their figures blurred and seemed to merge into the world around them, surrounding the swordsman.

At the same time, the Spring Rain Sword struck out fiercely, each strike aimed directly at the swordsman's vital points.

Even though the swordsman's cultivation and supernatural abilities were slightly superior to Chen Yi's, in such an unpredictable attack, his longsword seemed to lose its direction, and he could only use the flourish of his sword to protect himself.

However, no matter how fast he wielded his sword, or how thick and heavy his sword intent was, it was still difficult for him to block all of Chen Yi's sword moves.

In just three breaths, he had hundreds of wounds on his body.

If it weren't for the constant protection he received from his sword intent, the damage from those hundreds of sword strikes alone would have been enough to kill him.

Upon seeing this, the swordsman's face instantly turned blood red. With a roar, he gripped his long sword with both hands and wildly swung it around himself.

In an instant, the sky was filled with the light of countless blades, impenetrable even to water.

But these were not difficult tasks for Chen Yi.

Guided by the divine will of "Near the Ends of the Earth," all the sword lights moved as slowly as a tortoise jogging, allowing him to easily dodge them all.

In a fleeting moment, the Spring Rain Sword pierced through again, leaving a wound on the swordsman.

Three more breaths passed in the blink of an eye, and the swordsman was almost covered in blood.

His body was covered in wounds, and blood was flowing freely.

Even though he sealed the wound with the divine intent of the sword, Chen Yi's killing sword technique still remained on the wound.

Each time a wound is sealed, the intent of the blade collides and dissipates with the intent of the sword, then erupts with shockwaves that continuously tear and widen the wound.

"Monk, how much longer the hell are you going to do this?"

The swordsman, unable to bear it any longer, finally cursed, "If I wait any longer, he'll kill me!"

Although he, a powerful swordsman at the seventh level of the Divine Power Realm, was no match for a swordsman at the sixth level of the Divine Power Realm, he was extremely angry.

But facing a life-or-death crisis, he couldn't care less about anything else.

Given the current situation, if he doesn't receive rescue soon, he will die by Chen Yi's sword.

Even if he could hold on, the sword intent erupting from those wounds was rapidly depleting the divine intent of the sword within his body.

Even in a contest of divine will consumption, he is no match for Chen Yi.

"Quick!"

Seeing that the monk did not respond, the swordsman, filled with shame and anger, could only look at the unreliable wolf demon on the other side.

"What the hell are you standing there for? It's just an avatar of divine will, why aren't you coming to save me?"

The wolf demon paused for a moment, then rushed forward, saying, "You said that if we escape this time, you're not allowed to cause me any trouble."

"Stop talking nonsense!"

Before he could finish speaking, the swordsman saw the wolf demon that had just charged at him suddenly be struck by several swords.

Under the burst of silvery-white sword intent, it didn't even last a second before completely vanishing into nothingness. "..."

"You damned wolf demon, I'll never forgive you!"

Upon hearing this, Chen Yi paused for a moment, finding a rare moment of resonance with him.

Despite the resonance, he could already feel the immense divine power emanating from the monk on the other side.

No one knows what supernatural power the monk used, but the Buddhist merits and vows on his body seemed inexhaustible, gradually enveloping this vast grassland stretching for thousands of miles, dispelling the surrounding spiritual energy of heaven and earth.

At the same time, the voices of the Buddhas who were chanting grew louder and louder.

Amidst the rumbling, it was as if a million monks were crowding this grassland, with bald monks appearing everywhere, both in the sky and on the ground.

"...Seeing the Tathagata!"

With this resounding Buddhist chant, a dazzling golden light illuminated the earth, instantly dispelling all the surrounding spiritual energy.

Even the sword intent and saber intent unleashed by Chen Yi and the swordsman were suppressed under the influence of this merit and vow power.

[At forty-six years old, having reached the pinnacle of the Celestial Realm, you have been affected by the supreme Buddhist blessing bestowed upon you by a powerful being of the seventh realm of supernatural abilities through a great vow. You have been impacted by the power of this merit and vow, affecting your mind and supernatural powers. Absorbed. Reward: +50 Counterattack Points.]

[Great Vow: A supernatural practice where eminent Buddhist monks sacrifice themselves by wearing shackles in exchange for the power of merit and vows. The vows made must not exceed the limits of the Buddhist divine will's capacity and must be fulfilled; otherwise, they will be bound by shackles for life.]

[Since your comeback mission is not yet complete, the comeback points you gained will be converted into cultivation points.]

Chen Yi glanced at him and frowned slightly. He then shifted his position slightly and flashed to Alang's side, looking at the monk from afar.

"A grand aspiration..."

Ah Lang also recognized the reason for the change in the monk, and said with a solemn expression:
“Brother Yi, his great vow is not a supernatural power, but a strange method of sacrificing oneself for the cause. It seems powerful, but every time he uses it, his own cultivation will be affected. If he uses it too many times, he may even drop in his realm.”

"Oh."

Chen Yi nodded, touched the [Disillusionment Mask] on his face, and then looked at the monk.

[At forty-six years old, having reached the pinnacle of the Celestial Realm, you used the "Mask of Illusion" to see through the golden body of a Buddha, a powerful being at the eighth level of supernatural abilities. Reward: +10 Counterattack Points.]

Eight Realms?

Is this the eighth level of supernatural powers?

Chen Yi frowned slightly, realizing for the first time how tricky and strange the Buddhist supernatural powers and methods were.

Making grand vows in exchange for improving one's own supernatural powers—doesn't that seem a bit like something from evil or heretical sects?

Even those evil and heretical sects who want to advance to a higher realm must kill and slaughter, or refine various poisonous insects, or other evil and strange things.

It's impossible to achieve a breakthrough so quickly.

However, the merits and vows of Buddhism are indeed possible, making it difficult not to doubt the reliability of such methods and supernatural powers.

It's like a "bridge between heaven and earth" hanging in the sky.

While it may seem to benefit many cultivators by increasing their cultivation speed and enhancing the power of their various supernatural abilities in combat, there's no guarantee that they won't have to pay a price for it later.

As the old saying goes, every gift comes with a hidden price.

Things that seem beneficial often come with unimaginable costs waiting to be paid.

Thinking about these things, Chen Yi calmed his mind and signaled Alang to follow closely behind the divine incarnation.

At the same time, he also used his voice to wake the sleeping Xiaoqing and instructed her, "I might need your help this time."

Xiaoqing groggily opened her eyes, glanced at the distant Buddha's light, and lazily said:
"It's okay, Yi-ge'er. Long, Long is just a little sleepy."

This time, it devoured several blood cores of great demon kings at the fifth level of supernatural powers, accumulating demonic energy, supernatural powers, and evil intent within its body, forcing it to rely on slumber to devour and improve.

Feeling sleepy is normal.

Just then, the monk opened his eyes, the vajra pestle still striking him between his brows.

Bang, bang, bang...

Amidst the deafening noise, he looked directly at Chen Yi, clasped his hands together, and bowed deeply.
"Azure Dragon Sword Immortal, my previous suggestion still stands."

"If you decide to give up now, this old monk will take the ink knife and leave. What do you think?"

The swordsman standing to the side frowned slightly upon hearing this, but seemed to have thought of something and refrained from offering any advice.

After his previous battle with Chen Yi, he realized that he was no match for Chen Yi, this prodigy of swordsmanship.

It's not bad that we were able to escape alive.

Chen Yi met the monk's gaze, gripped the Spring Rain Sword tightly, and said calmly:

"If you want to leave, why ask such a question?"

With that monk's Buddhist divine intent at the eighth level of supernatural powers, it was already beyond what his swordsmanship and the "distance between heaven and earth" supernatural intent could compare to.

Even if he joins forces with Xiaoqing, he might not be her match.

They might have to turn around and lead Ah Lang to flee towards Mount Taizhou.

Under such circumstances, the monk naturally understood, yet he still asked, clearly indicating that he did not intend to leave.

"Hehe, the Azure Dragon Sword Immortal is truly intelligent."

The monk, though his thoughts had been exposed, still smiled and said, "Since that's the case, this old monk might as well sit down and discuss the Dharma with you."

"In this way, it will not have been in vain that I made such a great vow and sought merit and power from all the Buddhas in the heavens."

The swordsman beside him widened his eyes slightly. "Monk, are you sure?"

The monk looked at him leisurely, nodded and said, "Benefactor, you can rest assured and watch. This time, I will take care of it."

Swordsman: "..."

He felt that his trip to cause trouble for Chen Yi this time was somewhat rushed.

If he had more time to prepare, he would never have been the one to stick his neck out.

Oh no, the one who sticks out is the monk Shanzhen; he's at most a pawn.

No wonder those evil spirits on the mountain didn't make a move immediately; they were all planning to assess the Azure Dragon Sword Immortal's strength before seeking another opportunity to strike.

Let’s look at it now.

Those who are closer to the front have a certain probability of obtaining information about the ancient Daoist court's inheritance from Chen Yi, but they also have a very high chance of perishing.

Chen Yi, on the other side, had already prepared himself after listening to the conversation between the two, and was holding one of the two jade slips that the Second Master had given him earlier.

"Amitabha……"

Seeing this, the monk no longer hesitated. He put his hands together, and the vajra pestle that was striking between his eyebrows flew out.

It landed on Chen Yi and A Lang's heads in the blink of an eye.

"Disperse."

Chen Yi gave a reminder and was about to use his "Close to the Ends of the Earth" technique to leave when he suddenly felt his mind falter for a moment.

[At forty-six years old, having already reached the peak of the Celestial Realm, you have been affected by the merit and vow power of a powerful being at the eighth level of the Divine Power Realm, impacting your mind and supernatural abilities. Absorbed. Reward: 50 Counterattack Points.]

Although it was only for a moment, it was enough for the Vajra Pestle to fall.

Ignoring everything else, Chen Yi quickly led Alang to another place.

Then, after a deafening roar, golden Buddhist light burst forth, its power surging for thousands of miles.

Like flames, it ignited all the surrounding grass, making it glow with golden flames.

"Amitabha."

Just as the monk was about to unleash his power again, a rough voice came from the long steps:

"Monk, wait a moment."

(End of this chapter)