The Lord of Void and Real-Chapter 1868 - 1864: Buddha-Demon Confrontation

At this moment, Shen Luo no longer pretended to be flustered. His gaze was fixed ahead, unable to help but worry for Sun Wukong.

The imposing attack was about to arrive when suddenly, behind Sun Wukong, forty-two rays of White Rainbow Buddha Light appeared, and a surge of Buddhist Power, distinct from demon power, burst forth.

"Merciful Buddha, Namo Amitabha..."

A Buddhist chant echoed, yet three voices resonated simultaneously, none belonging to Sun Wukong.

Amidst the astonished glares of many demons, three thousand divine and Buddha shadows seemed to appear within the White Rainbow Buddha Light, ultimately merging into three tangible figures who moved past Sun Wukong and arrived before him.

Among these three, the one on the left wore a solemn expression, donned in a white robe, crowned with the Five Buddha Crown, adorned with an agate necklace around his neck, wearing a Purple Gold Arm Bracelet on his right hand and holding a vajra, his left hand raised to his chest, clutching a Vajra Bell.

"Samantabhadra Bodhisattva..." Shen Luo recognized him at a glance.

The one in the center, similarly attired akin to Samantabhadra Bodhisattva, wore a white robe, held a Nine-Petal Lotus in one hand, and a Golden Longsword in the other, with a gentle countenance. He was Manjusri Bodhisattva.

As for the figure on the far right, Shen Luo was even more familiar with him. Donned in a white robe with a tied crown, and possessing a noble demeanor, holding a Golden Long Spear, he exuded a majestic aura, neither demon nor immortal.

This was none other than Little White Dragon Ao Lie, or rather, Mahasattva of the Eight Heavenly Dragons!

After the three Bodhisattvas appeared, they likewise displayed their skills, confronting the three Taiyi Demonic Beings.

Samantabhadra Bodhisattva’s Vajra Bell spun out, emitting melodious bell sounds, rippling through the air, stabilizing the chaotic Heaven and Earth Vitality around.

Manjusri Bodhisattva waved his Nine-Petal Lotus, causing golden lotus shadows to dance forth, instantly forming a Golden Lotus Pond in front of them, where countless lotuses blossomed vibrantly.

Ao Lie raised his Long Spear, and from the spear tip burst a Golden Dragon, piercing through the Lotus Pond to clash with the blade light of the Demon Blade.

A deafening explosion rang out!

The Golden Dragon and the blade light shattered simultaneously, the dragon turning into golden specks dispersing, while the fragmented blade light persisted, akin to hundreds of sharp flying daggers, continuing their rapid advance.

At the same time, the Weird Black Basin and the Red Bead collided with the Vajra Bell, the massive explosion reverberating through the entire spatial passageway, the aftermath disturbing Shen Luo’s internal organs.

The True Immortal Stage Demon Alliance demon monks bled from their noses and mouths, finding it unbearable.

"Boom" sounded again, and finally, the Vajra Bell couldn’t hold back the attack, forced to retreat.

The Weird Black Basin and Red Bead, along with hundreds of blade light fragments, rushed into the Golden Lotus Pond.

In a flash, the Golden Lotus Pond’s light surged, countless golden lotus shadows swaying, a vast wave of mana poured out, instantly shattering all blade light fragments into dust.

Upon entering the golden lotus shadows’ range, the light emitted by the Weird Black Basin and Red Bead was rapidly depleted, their forward momentum exhausted, eventually halting atop the lotus shadows, unable to advance further.

"Alliance Leader, everyone, advance together, they’re not our match." Mr. Purple commanded promptly upon seeing this.

Bai Chuan hesitated briefly but chose to join the fray.

Yet just at that moment, Sun Wukong, radiating Buddha’s Light, spun his Ruyi Golden Cudgel enveloped in colored glaze, thrusting it directly towards the white whirlpool at the end of the spatial passageway.

The Ruyi Golden Cudgel disregarded the dense black rifts, shattering the spatial rifts amidst chaotic light, piercing through, and violently thrusting into the white whirlpool.

Following this, the Ruyi Golden Cudgel rapidly expanded, reaching several feet in thickness, with the colored glaze spreading out, swiftly absorbing the surrounding rich Heavenly and Earthly Spiritual Qi, carving out a white light passageway among numerous spatial rifts.

The passageway formed by the colored glaze mixed with the Heavenly and Earthly Spiritual Qi was unstable, under pressure from surrounding chaotic Spatial Power, emitting creaking sounds, seemingly on the verge of breaking.

"Don’t get entangled with them, let’s go." Sun Wukong shouted back.

The three Bodhisattvas exchanged glances, retracting their divine skills, retreating towards Sun Wukong’s side.

You Xiong Kun attempted to obstruct, but was almost disarmed when swept by Manjusri Bodhisattva’s lotus branch, then kicked away by Ao Lie.

Jin Jian was wiser, staying along the edge of the spatial passageway, refraining from action.

"Don’t let them go." Mr. Purple shouted angrily, hastily pursuing.

Sun Wukong, however, retrieved the Ruyi Golden Cudgel, summoned a White Cloud with a wave of his hand, enveloping all four of them.

Subsequently, the White Cloud flew up, swiftly fleeing into the passageway, vanishing in an instant.

Mr. Purple saw them disappear, his steps unforgiving, leaping to chase.

Yet in the instant he leapt, a figure unexpectedly flashed behind him.

The green glow on Shen Luo’s Shrinking Earth Ruler in his sleeve hadn’t dissipated. Facing Mr. Purple’s back, the Hongming War Saber in his hand glimmered faintly, executing a fierce thrust, directly aimed at his lower abdominal Dantian.

At the critical moment, Mr. Purple’s body shuddered, shifting awkwardly yet effectively sideways, narrowly avoiding Shen Luo’s sabre blade from striking his Dantian.

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Both of their figures fell simultaneously, Mr. Purple incredulously staring at his abdomen, where a segment of green saber tip pierced through, blood still dripping.

"You..."

Before Mr. Purple could utter a word, intense pain flared from his abdomen.

Shen Luo twisted his Long knife, carving a massive gash in Mr. Purple’s abdomen, then grabbed the Black Storage Bag hanging from his waist.

Just as Shen Luo was about to slice further and cleave Mr. Purple’s body, black demonic patterns erupted from Mr. Purple, transforming him into a mass of black light, slipping free from Shen Luo’s hold.

Shen Luo watched as the black light spun in the void and landed beside the red-eyed man, unable to pursue further.

After the black light twisted, Mr. Purple’s figure re-emerged, the knife wound on his abdomen still visible, yet unbelievably, the flesh and blood had already fully recovered.

Shen Luo turned to leave, but the tall slender man with a suspended Red Bead had already appeared ghost-like behind him, blocking his path.

Facing Shen Luo alone, Jin Jian abandoned his feigned death, climbed up from the side, surrounding Shen Luo.

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