Immortality began with the Demon Suppression Division

Luo Chen remained silent, and the Chaos Handprint struck down towards the ancient Buddha's head.

The Mirror of Ten Thousand Paths unleashed countless rays of light, desperately resisting the attack.

On Mount Ling.

The ancient Buddha's expression changed repeatedly as he chanted Buddhist mantras.

"Fellow Daoist, this is going too far."

The words fell.

The ancient Buddha then turned to the holy sites of other Dao realms and spoke in a solemn tone.

"Everyone, this fellow Daoist has fallen into demonic possession and is committing heinous acts of killing. Why don't you act immediately!"

Upon hearing this, the saints sitting cross-legged in the other holy lands of the Nine Heavens Dao Domain looked displeased, their eyes flashing.

At this moment, all the saints of the Nine Heavens felt immense fear towards this newly ascended saint.

Even though he was greedy for Luo Chen's secret to achieving enlightenment.

But you need to be alive to do that.

If Luo Chen were to kill him.

Then it would all be just empty talk.

There was no further response from the holy site.

On Mount Ling.

The ancient Buddha sat cross-legged on a lotus platform, his plain white monk's robe untouched by a speck of dust, and a spiritual light seemed to shimmer between his brows.

The Ancient Buddha Jingkong must not perish, otherwise the glorious era of the Ancient Buddha Heaven, which has produced two saints in the past ten thousand years, will come to an end.

"Amitabha!"

The ancient Buddha uttered a Buddhist chant, neither too loud nor too soft, yet it overwhelmed the entire Dao Domain.

The shockwave caused a crack to appear in the barrier of the Dao Domain.

He slowly raised his hand, his withered palm spreading upwards. At first, it was only about ten feet in size, but in an instant, it covered the barrier of the Dao Domain, blotting out the sky and the sun.

A golden light suddenly appeared in the palm of his hand, not a dazzling holy light, but a warm and gentle light like crystal.

The radiant light meandered along the lines of the palm, transforming into countless mountains and rivers, accompanied by immeasurable Buddhist chants.

It was as if the entire world, with hundreds of millions of believers gathered here, made even time seem to slow down in the palm of one's hand.

The Greatest Buddhist Power—A Buddhist Kingdom in the Palm of Your Hand!

Within the palm of his hand, a Buddhist kingdom suddenly manifested, with Mount Ling standing at its center, its territory encircling it, the Nine Heavens Palace taking shape, and the Eighteen Levels of Hell suppressing it at the bottom.

Golden Buddha statues are everywhere, and hundreds of millions of monks sit cross-legged chanting sutras. The chanting of sutras transforms into tangible golden light, flowing throughout the Buddhist realm.

Although this Buddhist kingdom is in the palm of your hand, it seems boundless.

The Buddha's hand reached into the void, completely isolating the chaotic and turbid air from it.

"Fellow Daoist, if that's the case, then let's fight!"

"Mirror Sky, make your move!"

On Mount Ling, the ancient Buddha appears to be glaring angrily, as if it has been provoked.

The Ancient Buddha of Mirror Void sat cross-legged in the void, with the Myriad Mirrors above his head constantly resisting the Chaos Great Handprint.

He looked at the white-clad figure opposite him, a hint of determination in his eyes.

"Break through all paths!"

The sacred weapon floating above trembled, and boundless Buddhist light gathered on the mirror, transforming into a beam of holy light that pierced the sky and soared away.

Luo Chen laughed loudly, his voice filled with exhilarating fighting spirit.

It's been a long time since I've had such an exhilarating battle.

His aura changed, as if he were standing in a chaotic black hole.

Chaos returned to nothingness!

The boundless Buddhist kingdom pressed down upon him, the chanting of sutras purifying the world, time slowing down, as if a cycle of reincarnation was flowing within it.

Luo Chen's eyes flashed with a sharp light as he saw through the essence of this great divine power.

The ancient Buddha on this sacred mountain once practiced the path of reincarnation.

No wonder Gu Fotian was willing to withstand the pressure and test the Nine Nether Soul Palace.

Unfortunately.

You've met me today!

The Buddha Kingdom in his palm annihilated countless void spaces, and he slammed his palm onto the chaotic void.

Rumble!

The moment the two collided, a terrifying aftershock transformed into circular ripples that spread in all directions.

A series of explosions echoed along the way.

The purifying beam of light from the Myriad Mirrors dragged terrifying energy, instantly impacting the "egg".

The dark surface of the Ruins rippled slightly, but remained unbroken.

This moment.

Not only the two ancient Buddhas in the Ancient Buddha Dao Domain, but their expressions also changed simultaneously.

Even the other Nine Heavens Saints who were watching the spectacle felt a chill in their hearts and simultaneously added Luo Chen to their list of those who should not be provoked.

Why?

"Is the Cycle of Reincarnation truly so heaven-defying?"

"Having just attained enlightenment, he has already displayed unparalleled talent across the nine heavens; more importantly, he is so young!"

"The Nine Heavens Dao Domain is likely about to enter a new era!"

"The last era in which all nine heavens were supreme was over a hundred thousand years ago!"

……

In the void.

The Buddha's light shines everywhere, and the chanting of Brahma echoes throughout the heavens.

Despite the magnificent scene, the two ancient Buddha statues showed no joy.

Chaos returned to nothingness.

The white-clad figure seemed to be sitting cross-legged in the starry sky of a vast universe, surrounded by magnificent cosmic wonders.

Dazzling and eye-catching.

Luo Chen looked up at the sky, a slight smile on his lips.

"You two, it's my turn!"

Two massive chaotic handprints emerged, their chaotic energy churning and rippling across the void, creating concentric circles of waves that remained unbroken.

At this moment, the Buddha Kingdom in the palm of the hand slowly rose higher.

Below, in the Ruins of Return, a giant handprint pressed against the Buddhist Kingdom.

The chaotic energy flow and the Buddha's light intertwined and annihilated each other.

On Mount Ling, the Buddha's light shone even brighter, but the ancient Buddha's heart had already sunk to the bottom.

"Jingkong, this humble monk cannot save you!"

Another chaotic handprint swept towards the Mirror Void Ancient Buddha, its boundless chaotic energy pressing down and firmly gripping the Myriad Mirrors.

No matter how much this holy weapon struggled, it was all in vain.

The Ancient Buddha Jingkong closed his eyes slightly, a hint of determination in them.

"Amitabha Buddha, fellow practitioner, this humble monk is willing to atone for my sins!"

He knew that the situation was hopeless.

Seeing Luo Chen's performance.

If we don't give him a result today, the entire Ancient Buddha Domain will be destroyed.

In the void and chaos.

Golden lotus blossoms bloomed in the illusory form, and Jingkong sat cross-legged amidst the sea of ​​flowers, turning his gaze towards the summit of Mount Ling.

His figure gradually blurred, and countless rays of Buddhist light disappeared into the Ancient Buddha Heaven, enveloping an ancient relic.

Above the chaos and the void.

As time passed, the Buddhist kingdom began to collapse, the Buddha's palm suddenly tightened, and countless chants of Buddhist hymns slowly dissipated.

puff!

At the summit of Ling Mountain.

The Buddha Wuzheng coughed up blood, his expression growing increasingly listless.

He stretched out his hands and received the Buddhist light that drifted from beyond the Dao Realm.

Within his palm, the ancient Buddha relic floated silently.

"Amitabha Buddha, we have been defeated!"

This Buddhist chant was proclaimed to the heavens.

This sudden battle between saints gradually came to an end.

In the ancient Buddhist realm, the chanting of Buddhist hymns slowly resounded, and blood rain fell from the high heavens, among which Buddhist essence was also sprinkled down.

The fragrance of lotus blossoms filled the air, and the sound of Buddhist chants never ceased.

Millions of monks chant sutras for the Mirror-Empty Ancient Buddha who voluntarily transforms into the Tao.

……

In the void.

Luo Chen held the immortal spirit of Xuan Yuan Saint Lord in one hand.

He suppressed the sacred weapon, the Myriad Mirrors of Dao, and the Profound Origin Sacred Fire Furnace with a single hand, his posture natural and his aura steady.

His calm eyes swept over the ancient Buddha Heaven for a long time before finally looking away.

His gaze fell upon the various sacred sites.

Even a saint would avoid his sharp edge!

Amidst the surging chaos, this figure in white became the sole protagonist of heaven and earth.

Luo Chen spoke softly, his words echoing like the celestial music of the Great Dao.

"Gentlemen, are there any fellow cultivators who would like to spar with me?"

The heavens fell silent, and the Dao hearts of all the great cultivators were subtly unstable.

"The Hall of Reincarnation, Luo Chen!"

"Awaiting your return!"

These words were spoken.

From beneath Luo Chen's feet, a golden avenue stretched ten thousand feet towards the Netherworld Heaven.

He walked alone on it, with only the road for company.

All the saints of the Nine Heavens fell silent; this battle forged an invincible saint!