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Chapter 672 The Seventh Crown
"Boom boom boom——!"

The Buddha's attacks rained down like a storm.

The Sphinx's riddles can still hold back order, but they crumble instantly when faced with pure violence.

Although Kebri (the scarab beetle)'s regenerative power can continuously gather the scattered forces back together, the losses in this process are ultimately unavoidable.

While Apophis's chaotic demonic shadows did draw away the demon-slaying techniques, this did not affect the restraining relationship. With the deflected divine power fully erupting, Apophis inevitably headed for his end.

However, just as Tathagata Visva-Buddha finally passed through the barrier formed by the monster and thought he could finally suppress Feng Xue, his enemy, he was met with the Zhou Tian Star Array, which was set up by two hundred and eighty-three star officials and countless nameless warriors according to the principles of the movement of stars!
The Buddha Tathagata's various supernatural powers continuously bombarded the layers of starlight. Every instant, warriors collapsed, and every second, star officials fell. However, with Kaguya and Little Bell constantly replenishing the energy, there was no aftershock that could reach Feng Xue's true form.

Feng Xue, who was at the center of the storm, seemed to be in another dimension. The "colors" on her body gradually faded, her radiance became restrained, and her divinity lay dormant. Her divine soul, which originally seemed to contain the entire starry sky, gradually became transparent and clear, almost undetectable.

It didn't look like a promotion; rather, it resembled the power of a god returning to heaven and earth before death in mythology. Chen Xuan, who was being led by Li Xing to observe from a distance, was almost startled into shouting at the sight.

But Li Xing was a knowledgeable man. Even if he couldn't recognize Feng Xue's current state, he knew that it was a profound state of resonance with heaven and earth. He reached out and pressed down on the excited Chen Xuan, staring intently at Feng Xue, trying to draw power from this change that he could use for himself.

As Feng Xue's presence faded, Tathagata Vishnu grew increasingly anxious. He could sense that Feng Xue's transformation was about to be complete! That aura that transcended the existing order and surpassed the origin of all things filled this Vishnu Buddha with unprecedented fear and repulsion!

"I don't believe it! All things in the world are within the order! How can you be allowed to transcend it!" Tathagata Visva-Buddha roared with a thunderous blow, his enormous golden body burning with a raging flame of faith. At this moment, he no longer cared about the agreement with the Brahma lineage and directly burned this incarnation as fuel!

"The Kingdom of Buddha is in the palm of your hand!"

The many arms behind him suddenly disappeared, leaving only a pair of fleshy palms. The left palm hung down, forming the Demon-Subduing Mudra, while the right palm shot forward in the Fearless Mudra. In the palm, there was no longer the illusory scene of the Three Thousand Worlds, but a magnificent and mysterious Pure Land standing at the pinnacle of the Three Thousand Worlds.

He burned all the desire for order that this body possessed, melting the three thousand worlds into one, in order to use this Buddha Kingdom in the palm of his hand to make Feng Xue, who possessed the divine position of the Great Sage Equaling Heaven, fall into the jaws of this Five Finger Mountain!

With this strike, the stars dimmed.

This blow shook the world.

This attack terrified everyone.

Feng Xue, however, gave up all resistance.

Let the blow hit him, but he was imitating the enlightenment he had gained from Achilles's desperate attack, using this palm-sized Buddha Kingdom to blow away the last bit of impurity in himself.

As the Buddha's palm struck down, a look of joy appeared on the face of Tathagata Vidyaraja. However, this joy was short-lived. In the blink of an eye, he discovered that there was not a single mark on his palm.

Then came a light.

No, it shouldn't be light.

It is formless and shadowless, without substance or appearance, and naturally has no radiance to speak of.

But from that nothingness, a spark of life began to spread, like a dazzling galaxy, omnipresent.

The body of Tathagata Visva-Buddha began to collapse. It wasn't that Feng Xue killed him, but rather that with the failure of this final attack, everything that constituted Visva-Buddha was ultimately exhausted.

A wisp of divine soul vanished along with the borrowed body, but the will known as "Defeat" traveled back to the celestial being through that final, fleeting glimpse. The enormous Buddha body crumbled inch by inch like a weathered sand sculpture, and the entire space within the Great Thunderclap Temple collapsed along with it.

The vast, sprawling sea of ​​stars suddenly contracted, transforming into a primordial sun radiating abundant vitality. The primordial energy spread, transforming into five-colored stars that revolved around it, each with its own radiance, scattered like stars across the sky.

The Three Enclosures, Four Symbols, and Twenty-Eight Mansions slowly unfolded, finally coalescing again to form a figure draped in the stars.

As the lines gradually became clearer and the colors returned, accompanied by the unfolding of life, Feng Xue reappeared on the ruins of the Great Thunderclap Temple.

Within his sea of ​​consciousness, the final crown atop the head of the seven golden dragons, which represented his divine nature, finally took shape.

That is the medal for destroying numerous pantheons, proof of transcending countless faiths; this final crown is called—

God of Armies!
"This, this, this..."

Li Xing stared wide-eyed at the crown that had materialized above Feng Xue's head, and instantly understood the core meaning behind it. The Celestial Realm had encountered worlds with a cross-shaped faith before, but because of the exclusivity of this faith, very few people could truly don the armor. Also because of this exclusivity, even if someone did don the armor, they could not build a pantheon. Without the support of a pantheon, no matter how strong a person was, it would be difficult to gain a foothold in the Celestial Realm, let alone conquer and herd countless worlds.

What makes Feng Xue so outrageous is that he truly writes legends, rather than donning armor. In other words, the definition of this God of Ten Thousand Armies is written by his own experiences, and since he originally held multiple divine positions, there was naturally no issue of exclusivity.

Its potential...

"Fine, then this divine position can't be inherited at all!"

After a brief moment of excitement, Li Xing finally sighed. This kind of divine position was exclusive to the very elite. Even writing one's own legend based on a resume was more likely than inheriting it by wearing armor.

But writing a legend is easier said than done.
There are many worlds under the Heavenly Realm that have various faiths, but who has ever established a supreme godhood by conquering other pantheons?

The reason a legend is a legend is because of the hardships it involves. If a god-king descends to the mortal realm and crushes everything in his path, he is not writing a legend, but simply traveling and enjoying the scenery.

Even Li Xing couldn't understand how Feng Xue, who was already quite powerful when she arrived in this world, could still write a legendary story.

After all, no one could have imagined that Feng Xue went from knowing nothing to becoming the God of War in less than five years.

Five years—let alone a divine position, even a great adventure would take far longer. Thus, Feng Xue's legendary journey has never ceased. And now, Feng Xue has no intention of stopping, because after condensing the seventh crown, she still has a powerful enemy she wants to completely defeat, and a somewhat exaggerated idea…

then--

"Hey you, take Chen Xuan back to Chang'an. I'm going up there to collect a debt!"

After saying that, Feng Xue casually tossed Delis into her hand, and it transformed into a long robe that she draped over her body. With a flick of her wrist, the ruins of the Great Thunderclap Temple transformed into a heavy truck the size of a mountain.

A thought flashed through Feng Xue's mind, and he immediately locked onto the "hit-or-miss" opportunity. Thus, only one thought remained in his mind—

"Go to where Delilah's other half is!"

(End of this chapter)