Everyone could only watch this scene unfold, their hearts filled with joy, disbelief, or worry.

In that instant, it felt like many years had passed.

Time seemed to freeze.

But Chen Yuan, in the most dangerous situation, had no other thoughts. He only wanted to evade Xiang Qianqiu's attack, thinking about... survival, urging his nascent soul at all costs.

He continuously unleashed the divine ability of solidifying the nascent soul.

Even at the cost of damaging his foundation, he wouldn't hesitate.

This was almost the most dangerous situation Chen Yuan had encountered since stepping into the Huayang realm.

It came so quickly, so... despairingly!

At such a close distance, unless a more powerful expert intervened, no one could save him. And after each time his nascent soul imprisonment was broken, Chen Yuan developed a desperate, do-or-die emotion.

He had many secrets, such as the mysterious Destiny Altar. Any existence that dared to attack his spiritual platform with divine sense would be obliterated.

But that was passive.

In fact, until now, Chen Yuan couldn't accurately use this treasure of unknown grade, so he didn't place his hopes on it.

He was thinking of abandoning his physical body and preserving his nascent soul.

Perhaps from then on, he would lose the great support of his physical body, but at least his nascent soul could still exist. As long as he was alive, there was still hope.

And just as the tip of the spear was about to pierce his brow.

Suddenly,

In the stagnant void, he felt a familiar wind blowing against his cheek. This wind was very unusual. Xiang Qianqiu had also solidified the void.

Turning the surrounding dozens of feet of space into a vacuum zone.

How could there be any wind blowing?

And this familiar wind quickly stirred up Chen Yuan's memories. This wind... seemed to be what he encountered when he was undergoing the Yang God life and death tribulation on Divine Dragon Island.

That was the last lightning tribulation of the eighth level. The lightning tribulation from the Ninth Heaven transformed into a blurred figure, holding a black divine spear formed from lightning.

It almost killed him. If he hadn't activated the final power of the dragon pearl, he wouldn't have been able to pass the eighth level of lightning tribulation. Finally, when he successfully passed the tribulation.

He vaguely saw that the blurred figure was staring at him and smiling at him. At that time... it turned into such a breeze.

When the breeze blew, there was no movement in the world, but... the God-Slaying Spear held by Xiang Qianqiu stopped in place, never piercing Chen Yuan's brow from beginning to end.

Deep in the consciousness of the spiritual platform, the blood-colored Destiny Altar, which originally had rays of light emanating from it, suddenly stagnated and fell into silence again.

And the most shocked person present was none other than Xiang Qianqiu, who was holding the divine spear and trying to kill Chen Yuan. At this moment, he only felt that there was an invisible barrier in front of him.

No matter how he urged the God-Slaying Spear, he couldn't break that barrier. Even the God-Slaying Spear seemed to have a sense of resistance at this moment.

He was full of shock, not knowing what had happened.

In the previous confrontation, he already knew that Chen Yuan had the means to solidify the void, and he had already prepared himself. No matter what the other party did, he would never escape this time.

But...

Now, what exactly happened!

He was angry and questioning, but Chen Yuan didn't give him this opportunity. In that moment of his daze, he unreservedly mobilized all his strength and blasted out a punch with all the blood in his body.

"Boom!"

The roar exploded in the void, and the terrifying fist force broke through Xiang Qianqiu's defense and directly landed on him. Both sides retreated thousands of feet at the same time.

"Damn it! Damn it!"

Xiang Qianqiu's aura quickly declined, and he kept cursing in his heart, full of unwillingness. He didn't know what had happened before, and why the God-Slaying Spear had changed.

It was clear that the serious injury and killing of Chen Yuan was just a moment away, but such a strange change occurred.

Chen Yuan exhaled a mouthful of turbid air, appearing extremely calm on the surface, but he was very afraid in his heart. With just one moment's difference, he would have been seriously injured and had to abandon his physical body.

It was too dangerous.

That breeze really helped him a lot.

"What... what kind of method is this?"

Xiang Qianqiu stared at Chen Yuan and asked.

"A method you can't imagine!"

Chen Yuan replied, his eyes constantly shifting on the God-Slaying Spear, with a slight trace of thought in his eyes. Just now, he clearly felt a trace of intimacy emanating from the God-Slaying Spear.

It seemed... the other party was closer to him than Xiang Qianqiu.

From this, he deduced that the figure condensed in the eighth level of lightning tribulation was definitely Chu Taizu, and he seemed to have left some unknown means on his body.

What exactly happened?

He also had great doubts in his heart.

"You..."

Just as Xiang Qianqiu was about to say something, he suddenly sensed a sense of resistance from the God-Slaying Spear, wanting to break away from him, which immediately shocked him.

He immediately put it into the storage space and sealed it.

The God-Slaying Spear, as the treasure passed down by the Xiang clan, was the strongest immortal weapon in the world, and also his greatest reliance. It was by relying on this thing that he was able to defeat immortals and quickly defeat Ye Xiangnan. He would never allow it to be lost.

The Yang God True Monarchs around in the void also ended their battles at this moment with great understanding, staring at each other vigilantly, and a magnificent and dignified aura swept across the world.

The powerful dark clouds that spread over a hundred miles were quickly dispelled by a golden light, and a ten-thousand-foot golden body fell from the Ninth Heaven, overlooking the world.

The Buddha has arrived!

Xiang Qianqiu was overjoyed and quickly said:

"Please, Buddha, help me suppress this fellow!"

Chen Yuan frowned, looking vigilant. He exchanged glances with Ye Xiangnan, feeling a little puzzled. Why did the Buddha come? Could it be that Lu Chengfeng was defeated?

Above the Ninth Heaven, at the moment when the Buddha descended, the immortal of the Seven Killing Hall and Moro stopped their hands with great understanding, guarding against each other and also against this uninvited guest.

"Reporting to the Buddha, Manjushri Bodhisattva has fallen at the hands of Chen Yuan. Please, Buddha, take action to suppress this evil creature and take him back to Lingshan for five hundred years of salvation to see off Manjushri Bodhisattva."

The national teacher Puxian put his hands together and bowed.

"Chen Yuan... do you know your crime!"

The Buddha looked down at Chen Yuan, and a tyrannical pressure instantly fell on him, seemingly wanting to judge the crimes he had committed here.

"Life and death struggle, falling is a common occurrence. What... can't Lingshan afford to lose?"

Chen Yuan didn't sense Lu Chengfeng's aura, but seeing that the Buddha didn't take action immediately, someone must be holding him back. Otherwise, he would definitely not say such a thing.

It should be like what happened at Zijin Mountain, directly taking action.

Therefore, he was sure that the other party's chances of taking action were not high.

Of course, even if he humbled himself at this moment, the Buddha would not let it go. In that case, why compromise? Just confront him directly.

"Unrepentant."

"Hehe, doesn't the Buddha's words mean that only the Buddhist sect can kill people, and no one else is allowed to do it? Is this the doctrine of the Buddhist Lingshan, the head of the immortal sect?"

"Amitabha..."

The Buddha stared at Chen Yuan for a moment, then slowly said:

"This child disrespects the Buddhist sect. Can the benefactor give this monk a small favor this time and not interfere in today's affairs?"

"No, no... since this old man has agreed, he will never stand idly by. The Buddha is a true immortal, why bother with a Yang God.

Leave..."

An old voice came from the southeast, northwest, and all four directions at the same time, as if it was next to everyone, immediately shocking many people.

Who is it that dares to speak to the Buddha like this, and the Buddha seems to be very afraid of this person.

Puxian Bodhisattva felt a little unbelievable. In his impression, the Buddha was the first in the world, incomparably powerful. As strong as the heretic Moro, he had to avoid his edge and survive in the world.

He never thought that there was such a terrifying existence.

The immortal of the Seven Killing Hall frowned tightly, feeling that this voice had an indescribable familiarity, as if he had heard it a long time ago, and he kept recalling it.

Xiang Qianqiu's heart sank, understanding that this person was the strong man Chen Yuan had invited to suppress the formation. It was this person who forcibly held the Buddha back, otherwise, there would definitely not be such a thing.

This son is becoming more and more beyond his expectations.

And he also knew in his heart that once the other party appeared, it would basically be impossible to suppress Chen Yuan again, unless another true immortal-level strong man appeared.

But how is this possible?

True immortals are not common as cabbages. Such powerful people may not appear for hundreds of years, and each one is standing at the top of the world.

He even felt jealous at this time, jealous of Chen Yuan's luck. He had worked hard for hundreds of years, but he couldn't win over such a powerful person. The other party had only risen for a few years, so why did he have such good fortune?

Why does he have such an existence to protect him?

Why!!!

The Buddha was silent, only saying lightly:

"I hope the benefactor will keep his word and not interfere in the grievances between Lingshan and Chen Yuan next time."

Manjushri was the head of the four great Bodhisattvas and was highly regarded by him. If nothing unexpected happened, he would be the one to succeed him as the Buddha in the future. Now that he has fallen, he is naturally angry.

But through the previous game, he also knew in his heart that the other party's strength was unfathomable, stronger than him. If he disregarded everything to kill Chen Yuan, it was not impossible.

But the price to pay would be too great.

It was not worth paying such a great price for a Yang God. He could completely wait a little longer, until the next time they met.

That would be the other party's death date.

"This old man keeps his word!"

Such a voice came from the void again.

Xiang Qianqiu took a deep breath, his unwillingness even stronger, but there was nothing he could do. Even the Buddha retreated. If he insisted on taking action, what good end would he have?

He could only stare at Chen Yuan fiercely, wave his hand, wrap up Lu Guangsheng, who was only left with his Yang God, and quickly leave, directly merging into the void and disappearing without a trace.

Around... there was a teleportation array he had set up in advance.

Chen Yuan was right before. Xiang Qianqiu was delaying his actions to set up an array, but not a killing array, but a teleportation array.

It was so that he could leave without being restrained.

Even though he had the upper hand, he was still thinking about a way out for himself.

Xiang Qianqiu's departure was very unwilling, but he was not the only one who was unwilling. Chen Yuan was also very unwilling, wanting to take action to keep him, but Lu Chengfeng transmitted his voice to him, telling him not to anger the Buddha at this time. Otherwise, if he really took action, he would not be able to hide it, and it would likely cause even greater turmoil.

Chen Yuan could only temporarily suppress his killing intent and let Xiang Qianqiu escape.

The Buddha quietly watched Xiang Qianqiu leave. He didn't want to save this person, but he wanted someone to continue to cause trouble for Chen Yuan. This was in line with the current interests of the Buddhist sect.

If Chen Yuan dared to take action, he wouldn't mind testing the true strength of that benefactor.

"Amitabha!"

The Buddha chanted the Buddha's name, and two rays of Buddha's light enveloped the other unwilling Puxian Bodhisattva and the Jishi Bodhisattva, who always had a indifferent expression, and took them away.

The immortal of the Seven Killing Hall snorted coldly, wanting to turn around and leave. Suddenly, a ray of Buddha's light condensed in the void, directly blocking the other party's means of leaving and shattering the teleportation array.

Leaving behind the immortal of the Seven Killing Hall's angry curse:

"Buddha, I'll f*ck your mother!"

He, who was cursing, was no longer as imposing as before, but seemed exasperated, hating the Buddha's bastard. He left, but deliberately left behind means to break the teleportation array?

Chen Yuan and the others' gazes instantly fell on them. Dongfang Sheng and several demon lords frowned and quickly gathered around the immortal of the Seven Killing Hall.

The face of Feng Jiuge, the palace master of the Goddess Palace, was ugly, sometimes green and sometimes white.

Xiang Qianqiu's departure almost sold her out.

Lu Chengfeng, who should have taken action, disappeared and said no more.

"Benefactor, today, how will the Seven Killing Hall deal with itself?"

Moro looked at the immortal of the Seven Killing Hall indifferently and asked.

Chen Yuan gripped the Emperor Slaughter Saber tightly, preparing to take action. The remaining Yang God True Monarchs also quickly surrounded the remaining people, ready to launch an offensive at any time.

The immortal of the Seven Killing Hall frowned, remained silent for a moment, and said in a deep voice:

"I am still here. If you want to kill, you will inevitably pay a price. That old thing from the Heavenly Demon Hall is not dead either. If Dongfang Sheng and the others fall here.

A immortal will be at odds with you, which is not worth the loss..."

"Benefactor is right!"

Moro nodded.

"Let's stop here today. I promise that I will never join forces with Xiang Qianqiu again. I can cede one-third of the territory of Xuezhou, and from then on... I will no longer interfere in the human world war.

How about it?"

"What do you think?"

Moro looked at Chen Yuan.

Chen Yuan's face flickered, and he was thinking in his heart.

"Yan King, may I say a word?"

Dongfang Sheng suddenly said.

"Palace Master Dongfang, please speak."

Chen Yuan nodded.

"Today's opposition is not a personal grievance, but all because of the chaos in the world. The Heavenly Demon Hall was bewitched by Xiang Qianqiu, but today he is unrighteous first, taking the lead in disregarding our departure.

I should also be unrighteous. If Yan King does not abandon us, the Heavenly Demon Hall is willing to help Yan King in the future to dominate the world and share the great cause!"

Xiang Qianqiu's defeat was set. If Dongfang Sheng wanted to continue to enter the game, the only way was to join forces with Chen Yuan and support him to continue to dominate the world.

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