Shrouding the Sky: The System Arrived Thirty Years Early

The next instant, the group of renowned figures from the Purple Mansion were startled, because after killing Xu Tiande, Luo Qianqiu did not stop there, but rushed towards them at an astonishing speed.

What heroic spirit it is for a Dao Palace cultivator to charge into the hands of more than a dozen renowned figures from the Four Extremes!

At this moment, Luo Qianqiu truly exuded an aura of overwhelming power, like a tiger swallowing up thousands of miles. Despite being surrounded and attacked, he showed no fear whatsoever.

If you didn't know, you would never guess that he was the one being attacked.

"Kill him! We can't hold back anymore! This kid is no ordinary person!" a renowned elder shouted, drawing his weapon first.

"boom!"

A purple lightning hammer crashed down, unleashing a raging torrent of purple lightning that resembled giant purple serpents slashing downwards.

"How arrogant! You think you can pose a threat to me!" Luo Qianqiu shouted, drawing his Qianqiu Mace with a clang.

He was surrounded and attacked, but he was absolutely not afraid.

Countless transformations gave Luo Qianqiu boundless confidence, and he harbored an invincible belief in his heart.

With sixteen times the initial physique, sixteen times the initial primordial spirit, plus the cultivation experience of a Great Sage, his strength cannot be judged by ordinary standards.

Even if the opponent has more than a dozen Four Extremes Secret Realm experts, even if they are two or three realms higher than him.

But so what? How many times have their physical constitution and primordial spirit doubled? Can their understanding of the Great Dao be compared to that of a Great Sage?

None of that. The only advantage these people have is that they are one or two realms ahead of him, and their hard-earned cultivation is superficial and weak, far less solid than the foundation the panel provides him.

A comparison of the two sides reveals their clear advantages and disadvantages.

Therefore, what reason does Luo Qianqiu have to lack confidence and believe that he is no match for them?

Who says that an invincible will can only be cultivated through battle? As long as one firmly believes in one's own invincibility from the bottom of one's heart, then one is invincible.

Luo Qianqiu's combat power reached its peak, and at the same time, his divine sense spread and attached itself to the Qianqiu Mace.

"when!"

The powerful blow shattered the void itself; the Thousand Autumn Mace struck the Purple Lightning Hammer like a heavy mountain range.

The metallic clang was deafening, sparks flew, and divine energy surged at the point of impact, sweeping across all directions.

The owner of the Purple Lightning Hammer trembled, feeling as if something had hit his head.

But he didn't think much of it, assuming it was because the other party's physical body was amazing and the overwhelming power was transmitted to him through the Purple Lightning Hammer.

Luo Qianqiu was like a Vajra, his physical strength was incomparably powerful. He put away the Thousand Autumn Mace, made a fist, and slammed it hard into the same spot.

The Thousand Autumn Mace has not been reforged and is currently only in its divine rune state. Although it is covered with powerful Dao patterns, unlike ordinary divine rune artifacts, its sturdiness is indeed limited.

After the initial impact, Luo Qianqiu suddenly realized that his fist was far more effective.

"boom!"

The Great Bright Fist is immeasurably powerful, its Buddha-light shining in all directions, resembling a Buddha making a fist mudra, poised to overturn all heavens and myriad realms.

"when!"

How terrifying is Luo Qianqiu's power? Even though his potential of sixteen times the normal physique has not been fully realized, he is still no less powerful than most people with special physiques.

This punch caused even the weapon of a cultivator from the Four Extremes Secret Realm to crack.

The owner of the Purple Lightning Hammer was startled and quickly steered his weapon backward, daring not to clash with it again.

Luo Qianqiu's eyes flashed with a sharp light, wanting to press his advantage, but at that moment, his powerful divine sense was suddenly startled. Without thinking, he stepped onto the lotus platform and suddenly moved to the side.

"boom!"

Right where he had just stood, several weapons struck down, causing the void to collapse.

If Luo Qianqiu hadn't dodged in time with such power, even with his strong physical body, he would probably be scattered here and there by now.

But even in such a crisis, Luo Qianqiu was not panicked or afraid. On the contrary, he felt exhilarated, as if a flame was burning in his heart, scorching his flesh and blood.

At this moment, he no longer thought about the fear of life and death, but was immersed in that exhilarating feeling.

Time seemed to slow down before him. Luo Qianqiu was filled with fighting spirit, his whole body radiating intense golden light. A surge of power seemed to be squeezed out from his bone marrow and flowed through his limbs and bones.

Luo Qianqiu clearly sensed that the potential originally hidden deep within his body and primordial spirit was being realized.

The transformation that would normally take a long time to process and would occur as one's cultivation level increases was triggered at this moment.

At this moment, Luo Qianqiu just wanted to shout that he doesn't take pressure!

"Buzz!"

With a burst of golden divine light, Luo Qianqiu stepped onto a lotus platform, Dao patterns appearing beneath his feet. In just a few steps, he broke through the encirclement and charged towards Yang Wuduan, who was standing behind him.

"not good!"

The group of renowned figures from the Purple Mansion were shocked and tried to intercept them, but the speed was too astonishing, and they could not catch it.

"What!" Yang Wuduan was shocked, never expecting such a scene.

To be able to fight his way out from a group of renowned figures—what kind of combat strength does that require?

"Sizzle!"

A lotus platform appeared, and Luo Qianqiu raised his fist to strike, unleashing a surge of powerful fist light.

"when!"

A violent collision rang out, and a divine bell appeared, blocking Yang Wuduan's path.

This was personally forged by Yang Jie, a powerful being in the Purple Mansion. Although it did not incorporate Dao and reason, its power was still unimaginable. It was a magical artifact specially made for his grandson to protect himself.

The divine bell hovered in the air, emitting a dazzling divine light that enveloped Yang Wuduan.

"You thief, how dare you!"

Luo Qianqiu returned empty-handed, delaying the process for a moment. A group of renowned figures from the Purple Mansion arrived, and in their shock and anger, they attacked, unleashing a barrage of divine light that caused the sky to tremble.

It was too close. If it weren't for the protection of the secret treasure, Yang Wuduan would have perished in front of them.

This shocked and frightened the group of renowned figures in the Purple Mansion. Thinking of the consequences, they couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat.

Everyone knows that Yang Jie is cold-hearted, but he has always shown special favor to this grandson. If something happens to him, the grandson will definitely go crazy.

That kind of price is far beyond what these veterans can bear.

Thinking of this, they attacked even more fiercely, wishing they could kill Luo Qianqiu with a single blow.

Various weapons tore through the sky, along with powerful secret techniques, instantly engulfing Luo Qianqiu.

This is a deadly situation. Not to mention the Dao Palace, even ordinary experts from the Four Extremes Secret Realm would perish if faced with it.

Despite such a terrifying offensive, Luo Qianqiu nimbly broke through the encirclement in just a few steps, leaving Yang Wuduan standing there.

"No!!" Yang Wuduan's eyes were bloodshot as he pushed the divine bell to its limit, unleashing a surge of dazzling divine light.

The group of renowned elders from the Purple Mansion were also stunned. In their anger, they hadn't considered that once Luo Qianqiu dodged, Yang Wuduan would have to bear the brunt of the attacks.

Several renowned masters of weaponry frantically reduced their strength, finally managing to stop the weapons at the last moment, but the secret techniques could not be stopped.

"Clang!" "Clang!"...

The dense barrage of attacks bombarded the great bell, causing it to sway and making Yang Wuduan's face turn pale.

Seeing that the divine bell was about to be knocked away, two renowned figures reacted quickly and immediately used their weapons to block the secret technique. The powerful force caused the two to cough up blood.

Fortunately, Yang Wuduan was saved in the end; otherwise, the consequences would have been unimaginable.

Just then, Luo Qianqiu's figure flashed and appeared behind Yang Wuduan. A dazzling golden light appeared, and he unleashed a powerful Great Bright Fist.

"You're asking for it!"

"You scoundrel, if you dare to touch him, there will be nowhere for you to hide in the Eastern Wilderness."

A group of renowned figures from the Purple Mansion flew towards Yang Wuduan like madmen, but they were too slow and dared not attack. They could only watch helplessly as the golden fist smashed into the divine bell.

"when!"

The divine bell was knocked away, and Yang Wuduan suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood. He tried to run, but found that it was as if a huge mountain was pressing down on him, and he could not move an inch.

"puff!"

With a single punch, his head exploded, blood gushing out three zhang from his neck. The headless corpse swayed twice before finally collapsing to the ground.

"what……"

The experts of the Purple Mansion roared, looking like madmen, and unleashed all kinds of powerful attacks, filling the sky with purple divine power.

At that moment, the sky seemed to boil, the mountains below collapsed, and huge rocks shot into the sky, tracing beautiful arcs before crashing down to the ground.

Such a terrifying attack was something even Luo Qianqiu dared not meet head-on. He pushed his speed to the limit and retreated frantically.

At the same time, he had a sudden thought, brought up the panel, looked at the completed tasks, and without thinking, directly claimed the rewards.

"Buzz!"

Instantly, his sea of ​​suffering boiled, golden Buddhist light spread, and golden lotuses fell from the sky, eventually sinking into the seabed. The black sea of ​​suffering was shrouded in Buddhist light and transformed into a golden expanse.

Above the divine bridge, lotus platforms appeared one after another, of the sixth, seventh, eighth, ninth, and twelfth grades, all radiating auspicious Buddhist light. The once dark and desolate sea of ​​suffering now seemed to have transformed into a Western Buddhist kingdom.

"The sea of ​​suffering is boundless, but turning back is the shore!"

"Amitabha!"

The Buddha said: "One flower, one world; one leaf, one Bodhi!"

……

The sound of chanting resounded throughout the sea of ​​suffering. On each of the countless lotus platforms sat a Buddha, his body radiating golden light, like the boundless flames of the great sun.

They are either compassionate or wrathful, saving all living beings while unleashing boundless divine power to purify all the filth in the world.

At the very top, on the twelve-petaled lotus platform, sat a Buddha, the head of all Buddhas. He was neither sad nor happy, his face filled with compassion, but in the unseen depths of his eyes, there was boundless killing intent.

The head of all Buddhas has a face covered in golden light, and a swastika symbolizes the Great Perfection on its forehead, chest, and soles of its feet.

Ancient texts record that from the swastika in the Buddha's chest, hundreds of thousands of colored rays of light emerged, filling the three thousand great chiliocosms. Within the light, Buddhas, golden lotuses, and Brahma sounds appeared, cleansing the karmic obstacles of all beings.

Luo Qianqiu froze in mid-air, facing the onrushing group of esteemed elders from the Purple Mansion. He clasped his hands together, his face expressionless, and proclaimed, "Ten Thousand Buddhas Pay Homage!"