Chapter 331 - 287, The Might of Jingwei

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Chapter 331: Chapter 287, The Might of Jingwei Long Ji stretched out his hand, summoning a distant star river that spiraled towards him, transforming into a colossal Star Divine Sword, which landed in Long Ji’s pristine white hands. With a casual wave of his hand, the Star Divine Sword streaked across the Great Sun with a resounding boom—cleaving through the day, shattering the scorching Sun, and sending sparks flying in all directions. Above the battlefield, the crowd felt darkness sweeping over as the starry sky filled their vision; when they next looked up, the stars had vanished. Long Ji stood leisurely in the air, her garment fluttering elegantly. Across from her, the Sunlight Bodhisattva pressed his palms together in meditation, his corporeal body dissipating into specks of light that floated away, and his True Spirit ascended. With anguished cries, the Moonlight Bodhisattva called out, "Sunlight," and with a roar of rage, he charged at Long Ji with the Demon-Subduing Pestle in hand, striking with overwhelming force. Long Ji raised her hand, and clang—the Immortal Sword intercepted the Demon-Subduing Pestle, with a surge of golden, green Buddha Power, and immortal light intensely clashing. With her other hand, Long Ji shook a bell causing a "ding ding ding"—crisp sounds to ring out, and at once, Moonlight Bodhisattva’s Primordial Spirit was dizzied, her body trembling and unsteady. Holding the Immortal Sword, Long Ji retreated gracefully and chuckled, "Master said that girls should be gentle and ladylike, and not engage in violence and killing!" With a flick of her fingers, meteors streaked from her fingertips towards Moonlight. "Ha!" Back in her senses, the Moonlight Bodhisattva bellowed, radiating Layers of golden light from her enlarged body, which now resembled a mini giant. Wielding the Demon-Subduing Pestle, she batted away the stars one by one and rushed toward Long Ji. Long Ji swung her Longsword, and with a resonating boom, a star river spanned across the sky, submerging Moonlight Bodhisattva. Amidst the star river, Moonlight, like a little giant, swung the Demon-Subduing Pestle in struggle. Yet she could not break free from the star river’s hold, even as her Moonlight Dharma form sank within it. Long Ji stood with her Longsword erected in front, her dress billowing, and sharply declared, "Star river, explode!" Boom—the entire star river was obliterated, a terrifying force of destruction tore apart space, forming a massive black hole that devoured everything. Moonlight Bodhisattva could not escape either; her physical body collapsed, and her True Spirit ascended. Suddenly, a furious voice erupted, "Such ruthlessly efficient methods." A Bowl fell from the sky, rotating and blossoming with golden light, enveloping Long Ji, as the sound of resounding Sanskrit chanting filled the air. Long Ji, unable to restrain herself, flew towards the Bowl, panic in her eyes. It was the intervention of a Daluo Golden Immortal. She hurriedly called out, "Senior Sister, save me!" A streak of black light flashed by, cling—the Bowl trembled, its golden radiance flickering uncertainly. Long Ji quickly broke free from the golden light’s entrapment and flew downwards, landing beside a teenage girl, taking her hand and coquettishly saying, "Senior Sister, someone’s bullying me. You have to stand up for me!" The young girl, cool and aloof, nodded slightly and stepped outside. Next to the Bowl, a figure materialized; it was the Pharmacist, seizing the Bowl with a face filled with rage. Jingwei stepped forward, looking up proudly and said, "Bully my Junior Sister, how do you wish to die?" The Pharmacist, in fury, declared, "Bloodthirsty demon, be subdued!" The Bowl rotated, sending a stream of golden light towards Jingwei, with flowing Sanskrit scripts within. In Jingwei’s hands emerged a short knife, which she swept upwards sharply—screech—a harsh sound reverberated, as the beam of golden light was torn apart by the short knife. Holding the short knife, Jingwei charged upwards, the blade’s light crisscrossing, amidst the vast Buddha Light. Bang~ Bang~ Bang~ ... Intense sounds of battle erupted as two figures clashed into blurs, with only streaks of golden and green light colliding and exploding into ripples across the sky. Moments later, with a bang, Jingwei appeared mid-air, sent flying a hundred miles away, looking very disheveled. Below, Ziyao frowned and expressed her concern, "Jingwei is still young and no match for the Pharmacist. Should I go and help her?" Long Ji immediately shook his head, "No need!" Ziyao looked at Long Ji, puzzled. Wuzhiqi couldn’t help but speak up, "Hey~ Birdie, don’t underestimate Jingwei. Even I can’t handle it when she’s truly enraged." A black line appeared on Ziyao’s forehead as she retorted angrily, "You dead monkey, who are you calling ’birdie’?" Danger, a profound sense of crisis struck, and Wuzhiqi shivered and immediately looked up to the sky, thinking to himself how nice the weather was today! With a crash, Jingwei fell from the sky, landing on the battlefield with a thud, creating a deep crater and half-kneeling within it, her hair disheveled. The Pharmacist reached out towards Long Ji, a golden dragon claw materializing and rapidly swiping at him. Jingwei’s figure flashed in front of the dragon claw, splitting it with a force strong enough to split mountains. With a bang, immortal light scattered, and she had to exert all her strength to block the golden dragon claw, standing in mid-air and gasping for air. The Pharmacist, stern-faced, slapped his bowl, and with a hum, it flew out, hovering over Jingwei’s head. A beam of light burst forth from the bowl, enveloping Jingwei as he thunderously declared, "Such a heavy heart for slaughter, come with me to the Western Pure Land for scripture reading and harsh penance! You shall not leave for an Infinite Calamity." Jingwei stood motionless within the golden light, her short knife vanishing without a trace. Ziyao couldn’t help but speak again, "Can she really handle it? She’s already been suppressed to the point of being utterly powerless to resist." Shi Ji immediately said, "Wen Zhong, order the troops to retreat!" Without hesitation, Wen Zhong commanded, "Send the order, the troops are to retreat." With the sound of the gong, the army rolled back amidst the clamor of the retreat. Xi Qi’s army also became unsettled, unaware of the reason and silently heightened their vigilance. Qingxu Daoist remarked with emotion, "This is Bai Jin’s disciple, nearly at our level. Truly impressive!" Master Huang Long huffed, "Barely stepping into the Daluo Realm, she wouldn’t last ten moves in my hands." The other Chan Sect Daluo Golden Immortals nodded; she wasn’t a concern now, but her achievements could be extraordinary in the future. Beneath the golden pillar of light, Jingwei suddenly raised her head, a twinkling Merit Money appearing on her forehead. Crack— the Merit Money shattered, her black and white eyes now a blood-red color, resembling red gems, deeply terrifying. Whoosh— a pair of pitch-black wings unfolded behind her, waves of Demonic Qi emanating from her body. The clear sky instantly turned dark with rolling clouds, obscuring the sun and moon, and casting a gloomy shadow over heaven and earth as the chill wind howled. Boom— a tremendous surge of Demonic Qi burst forth from Jingwei, rapidly engulfing the golden pillar of light and with a thud, striking the bowl, sending it flying instantaneously. "Uh," the Pharmacist grunted, stumbling backward. Amidst the billowing Demon Cloud, Jingwei transformed from her human figure into the Demon Bird Jingwei, with glittering dark lightning on her pitch-black feathers, a white bony beak, blood-red eyes, exuding an aura of terror, brutality, slaughter, rage, and darkness. In shock, the Pharmacist cried out, "You’re actually a Demon!" With a beat of her wings, Jingwei surged up into the sky like a black cloud, lunging towards the Pharmacist. In his panic, the Pharmacist scrambled to dodge as the black cloud swept through the void, tearing it apart. High above, Nezha, Ao Bing, Yang Jian, and Yang Jiao hastily avoided the chaos, eventually landing atop a mountain a hundred miles away.

Chapter 331 - 287, The Might of Jingwei

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