MTLNOVEL Chapter 218
When the dust settled, the Buddha's three heads and six arms had been cleanly severed, leaving behind a headless figure.
With a piercing cry, the Condor—its body glowing with azure light—swooped down like a bolt of lightning. Its razorsharp claws tore through what remained of the Buddha.
Crash!
The whitegold Buddha shattered completely.
The Heavenly Monk spat blood once more. His body was riddled with cracks as he suffered another devastating blow—this time to his very essence. The injuries rivaled those he sustained when his martial will was obliterated at Tianzhu Peak.
The crowd watched in stunned silence.
Meanwhile, on another part of the battlefield…
The Earthly Nun, though stronger than the Heavenly Monk, faced even greater pressure from her opponents: Sword Emperor Jiu and the Spirit Monkey.
Her vaunted Sword Domain and Clear Sword Heart were rendered ineffective against Sword Emperor Jiu's enigmatic lifeanddeath sword intent. His seemingly ordinary strikes carried devastating power that forced her to divert much of her focus just to defend herself.
But Sword Emperor Jiu wasn't her biggest problem.
The Spirit Monkey was a force of nature. Towering like a mountain in its goldenarmored form, every punch it threw carried overwhelming force. Its silver eyes occasionally emitted beams of destructive light that left her scrambling for safety.
No matter what techniques she used, they were anticipated and countered by the Spirit Monkey's piercing gaze. Her frustration grew as she realized she couldn't even muster a proper counterattack.
"Six Thousand Li!"
Sword Emperor Jiu unleashed his ultimate technique—a strike honed through years of mastery and now infused with his understanding of life and death. The attack tore through her defenses like paper.
Desperate, she condensed her Sword Domain into a single point and launched it at him in retaliation. The resulting clash sent shockwaves across Emperor Treading Peak, forcing many onlookers to retreat further in fear for their lives.
But even as her attack bore down on Sword Emperor Jiu, he remained calm. His task was complete.
Looking up, she saw a massive golden figure descending upon her: the Spirit Monkey!
With an earthshaking stomp, it shattered her Sword Domain completely. A beam of silver light pierced through her body before she could react fully. Blood poured from her wounds as she collapsed in defeat—her injuries far worse than those of the Heavenly Monk.
As Wudang's combatants descended gracefully back to the ground, they gazed coldly at Cihang Jingzhai's disciples. Fear filled their eyes as they realized their two greatest defenders had been utterly defeated.
The surrounding martial artists were equally stunned.
Many had assumed Ning Changge's absence meant Wudang would tread lightly. But it was clear now that they had no intention of holding back.
And most shocking of all was Wudang's sheer strength—especially that of the Spirit Monkey. Its twelvezhang form and earthshattering power left an indelible impression on everyone present.
Even Nie Feng and Bu Jingyun were shaken.
"That Spirit Monkey… it might be as strong as the legendary Fire Qilin from Lingyun Grotto."
Their respect for Ning Changge deepened further. If even his disciples possessed such power, how terrifying must he be?
As tension filled the air once more, all eyes turned to Song Yuanqiao for his next move.
Surveying the devastated battlefield, Song Yuanqiao spoke coldly:
"From this day forward, Cihang Jingzhai and Jingnian Zen Sect will seal their gates for a hundred years. All martial arts texts must be copied and sent to Wudang."
The Heavenly Monk and Earthly Nun turned pale with rage.
"You go too far!" they cried in unison.
But before they could act further, waves of Buddhist light emanated from within Cihang Jingzhai as dozens of Buddhist powerhouses emerged—each radiating an aura as strong as a Land Immortal.
"Does Wudang think we Buddhists have no one?" one monk roared angrily as he attacked Song Yuanqiao with a golden fist technique.
Before Song Yuanqiao could respond, a golden palm descended from above, shattering the attack effortlessly. A calm voice followed:
"And do you think my Daoist sect has no one?"
From above descended Zhang Sanfeng, Old Celestial Master Xiaoyaozi, Li Changsheng, Dragon Island Master—and more Daoist powerhouses—all radiating immense power.
Heaven and earth seemed to tremble as Daoist Realms clashed with Buddhist Auras.
Today's DaoBuddhist rivalry would not end peacefully!