I Can See Your Combat Power

Chapter 762: Chapter 56: Fourth-Grade Xuanwu Body

As much as he hated to admit, Yankong knew there was no other explanation. The man before him far exceeded the cultivation level of the Mortal Realm. With a solemn voice, he asked, “Are you a warrior of the Fierce Realm?!”

“You can’t even see through my cultivation level, yet you want to see reincarnation, I’m embarrassed for you.”

Tang Luo coldly responded, drawing out tens of thousands of Spiritual Power stored in his soul and injecting it into the spiritual array within his body. His muscles swelled madly as if inflated, causing a turbulent fluctuation in the Spiritual Power of the universe. A silver-colored armor, helmet, shoulder pads, arm guards, and belt bestowed a silver-gray giant’s true body. The giant was aided by the phantom of the Heavenly Dragon and Mysterious Serpent, tracked by countless white clouds transformed into a Xuanwu, which appeared under the feet of the giant.

The aspect of the Xuanwu in the Lesser Yin was a mix of a tortoise and snake in the seven constellations of the lodge of the Northern Star. Hence it was called Xuan; It got its name — Wu, due to its scaly armor. As the lord of wind and rain, it belonged to the four images symbolising water.

The silver-gray giant wearing god-given armor, stepping on Xuanwu, is like the God of War in the Heavenly Court. His presence was tenfold stronger than just moments ago. Within his emotionless silver pupils was a resolute determination to kill with one strike.

The specter of Xuanwu, an illusion formed by the rain cloud, roared towards Buddha Son far away, causing sound waves that shook the ten directions of heaven and earth.

“Who would have thought that the youngest warrior of the Fierce Realm throughout history would be the demon king descended from the freedom heaven. No wonder the Path of No Suffering and Extinction reappeared in this world. So this is the reason!”

After releasing the Vajrasattva’s heart mantra and disbanding the five body seals of Marichi, Yankong, who was seated on the golden lotus for averting calamities, gazed at the giant Xuanwu in the horizon with his hands clasped and solemnly chanting: “Gate, Paragate, Parasamgate, Bodhi Svaha.”

As the Zen Buddha Son chanted the supreme divine mantra, eighty-four thousand wheels of Prajna appeared out of thin air. Buddha’s treasures were formed in the sky, and countless Sanskrit Zen words leaped out of the classics, turning into Zen sounds reverberating throughout heaven and earth.

Hundreds of millions of golden Buddha words converge and meld to form a Bodhisattva, similar to Yankong by seven parts. That was the Bodhisattva Samantabhadra Gold Body manifested by Yankong’s visualization. Its Dharma Aspect was bright with Spiritual Light, its head level with the mountain, its foot stepping on the earth. Its solemn, yet inherently kind and dignified appearance, inspires reverence and respect, as well as admiration.

With the emergence of the two Dharmic Aspects, the sky over the medicinal valley was forcibly ruptured into two completely different spaces. Tang Luo’s side was bleak and solemn, while Buddha Son Yankong’s side was filled with Buddhist light.

The two grand forces conceded nothing to each other; Tang Luo, who took the form of the silver giant, and Yankong, who became a Bodhisattva, glared coldly at each other.

“Everyone, stop!”

Just as Chongming Peak was about to witness a divine battle, a loud shout rang across the eastern sky. The person responsible for the martial arts tournament on Bifang Mountain, Bu Xiao, had rushed over with the powerful beings of Martial Saint Mountain after receiving the news. Seeing the giant and Bodhisattva at a standoff, he loudly ordered: “Chongming Peak is under the jurisdiction of Martial Saint Mountain. It’s not a place for settling private enmities. Disperse your Dharma Aspects immediately, or don’t blame me for not giving you a warning!”

Tang Luo, standing on the back of Xuanwu, glanced eastward. Bu Xiao was bringing three elderly men with the appearance of children, and Elder Xu, transforming into five rays of light, they were quickly closing in.

If Bu Xiao were the only one here, Tang Luo wouldn’t even bother responding to such a warning. But the three behind him were all at the level of Grandmaster. With Bu Xiao’s arrival, Tang Luo noticed that this part of the sky above the medicinal valley seemed to be shackled. Even if they wanted to continue fighting, they wouldn’t be able to do so with these three powerful beings present.

He spat out a set of clothes from his mouth, released the Spiritual Power from his spiritual array. After a moment of being enveloped in a cloud of fog, Tang Luo landed on the ground neatly dressed, coolly eyeing the shimmering golden Bodhisattva Samantabhadra Gold Body.

“It’s you?”

“Cousin!?”

As Tang Luo had revealed his real identity first by dispersing his Dharma Aspect, those from Martial Saint Mountain, including Bu Xiao and Elder Xu, exclaimed in surprise. The effect of the spectacular image of the silver giant stepping on the Xuanwu Dharma Aspect was so impressive that both Bu Xiao and Elder Xu had subconsciously believed that a disciple from some Heavenly Sect was seeking a fight with Yankong, and never considered Tang Luo.

Now that they saw, their hearts were shocked. After all, Tang Luo was simply too young, and the awe-inspiring demeanor of the silver giant earlier was definitely not as simple as the Mortal Realm’s.n/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om

Elder Xu stared at Tang Luo with wide peach blossom eyes. He descended beside him, glanced up and down, and cautiously asked for confirmation, “You… are you in the… Fierce Realm?”

“Is this the time to talk about this?” Tang Luo answered exasperatedly.

“My God! You’re really in the Fierce Realm!” Elder Xu grabbed Tang Luo’s shoulders with both hands and shook him excitedly, “Do you know, that you are the youngest warrior in the Fierce Realm in history? You will definitely go down in history! It’s impossible for anyone to surpass you for at least… no! Eight hundred years!”

“Mm-hm, I got it, let go of me first.” Tang Luo pulled the excited hands off his shoulder.

On the other side, Bu Xiao, an official of Martial Saint Mountain, suppressed the shock in his heart, turned to Buddha Son who had yet to disperse his Dharma Aspect and said, “Master Yankong, please disperse your Bodhisattva Samantabhadra Gold Body first. Don’t make things difficult for me.”

At this moment, Chongming Peak’s medicinal valley was far from its usual spring-like greenery. The mountains on all sides were riddled with pits and cracks. The earth was turned upside down, exposing the middle layer of rocks. The medicine hut and the farmland had completely turned to ruins. As an official of Martial Saint Mountain, Bu Xiao’s eyes were filled with rage and dismay.

The golden light subsided, and Buddha Son Yankong sat calmly on the golden lotus that wards off calamities. He was unemotional, not exhibiting joy or sorrow, shock, or worry. It was as if he were immaculately serene.

Tang Luo and Yankong stood opposite each other at a distance, but the intense, ready-to-fight atmosphere did not dissipate with the dismissal of their Dharma Aspects, causing Elder Xu’s eyebrows to furrow.

“Cousin, how did you start fighting with the Buddha Son? Is there some misunderstanding?”

“Misunderstanding? I never asked about that.” Tang Luo looked at Yankong and asked coldly, “I wonder why Buddha Son has appeared in Chongming Peak’s medicinal valley, and why he performed Zen’s head-shaving ceremony on my junior?”

“What!?” Elder Xu was taken aback. He turned to Yankong and asked angrily, “Monk, did you shave my young cousin’s head?!”

“Tang Xing and I have a fate with Buddha, but he was entangled by worldly desires. I, a minor monk, used ghee to baptize him, intending to clear his heart of confusion and pass down the Buddha’s teachings.” Yankong admitted to performing the head-shaving ceremony on Tang Xing before Elder Xu, then continued, “Aside from this, I, a minor monk, have discovered that Elder Xu’s cousin, Tang Luo, is not only the youngest warrior of the Fierce Realm in history but also the demon king descended from freedom heaven. He must be conquered!”

“Through the darkness and into the void, the holy body can change at will. Sword, come!!!”

After a sword cry that reverberated to the nines, the holy sword of Xu Clan, Emperor’s Void Phoenix, landed in the hands of Elder Xu, and its tip directly pointed at Buddha Son’s brow.

The swordsman of Xu Clan, with a solemn look, had a pair of peach blossom eyes filled with fighting intentions. He roared angrily, “Let’s see whether you conquer my cousin first, or I behead you first!”

The once calmed atmosphere was again tense due to Elder Xu unsheathing his sword. On the side, Bu Xiao, an official of Martial Saint Mountain, had an even darker look on his face, warning coldly, “This place is Martial Saint Mountain, not Yuanzhou and neither is it Buddha’s Country. Both of you are guests invited by Martial Saint Mountain, don’t force me!”