Translator: Tamon Translation Checker: Silavin “Where is Buddha Duo Bao’s Sarira?” Wu Liang demanded. “What’s that got to do with you, Grandmaster?” Wu Liang huffed, ramping up the pressure. “Benefactor, you won’t win this time around. Give me the Sarira, and I shall make the journey to the afterlife swift.” The stronger and stronger pressure didn’t do anything to ruffle Chen Changan’s clothes, let alone his dignity. “If you’re here to kill me, get on with it. You’ll just have to find the Sarira after you do.” Chen Changan took a slow step towards him, putting pressure on Wu Liang and making him uncomfortable. “Ah Mi Tuo Fo!” Wu Liang went straight to business, bloodlust exploding in him. He struck out with his palm. Endless Buddhist power formed a huge palm in the sky, bearing down on Chen Changan. Space vibrated, on the brink of collapse. The cultivators witnessed the battle with trepidation and fear. They knew such power would not just flatten the Myriad Mountains but leave a bottomless abyss in its place. They knew now that the Immortal was after Chen Changan. Could Chen Changan stop him? They watched as Chen Changan struck the picture of supremacy and ultimate power as he answered with a palm of his own. Roar! A Dragon Roar echoed as the power was beyond what even Wu Liang unleashed, crushing the enemy’s attack. The palm fell on Wu Liang, looking simple and average but containing ultimate power, absolute might! Wu Liang couldn’t block it and was sent flying. He trained to golden body level on the Buddha path, toughening his flesh to extremes, but even that wasn’t enough. Wu Liang was left pale, bleeding, and gasping for breath. “He’s so strong!” The power was beyond what an Earth Immortal could release. The youth in white might very well be Celestial Immortal! Chen Changan held his hands in prayer. “Grandmaster, your impression?” Wu Liang ate a healing Immortal Pill, looking worse for wear. Chen Changan shrugged at his silence. “I’ve used a mere billionth of my power, but even that left you in a critical state. You must be seriously weak. Did you come for revenge, or do you have a death wish?” Wu Liang huffed, “How pretentious! I knew you were strong, which is why I came prepared.” Wu Liang gave a savage smile. “Abbot bestowed me with a Buddhist item just for you! Benefactor, allow me to send you off!” In a shower of golden lights, Vajra Demon Pestle appeared. He grasped it hard, and endless Buddhist lights exploded from the item. The people were blinded as it raised Wu Liang’s power to new heights. Myriad Mountains’ cultivator couldn’t take the added pressure. The weaker ones coughed blood from the heavy wounds. “Ha-ha-ha, can you feel it, benefactor?” Wu Liang laughed. The power took him into the stage of Celestial Immortal! The space couldn’t take the insane power and fractured. Wu Liang felt confident in his new power, that he could kill Chen Changan and wipe away the shame. In the Heavenly Fox Clan, Bai Yue felt the increased pressure and winced. “How is this possible? Did a Celestial Immortal descend?” [That’s not possible. The Immortal prerogative allowed Dao Protector of Immortal Lord Realm at the most to descend.] She figured that this Dao Protector had to use a treasure with great Dao power to raise his stage to Celestial Immortal. Her confidence in Chen Changan wavered. [Can he handle a Celestial Immortal?] The awful aura was hard to bear. [He must’ve come for the Nine Province Cauldron.] Without Mei Niang by her side, Chen Changan was alone against such an enemy. [We can’t let another genius steal the cauldron!] In the sky, Wu Liang grew cocky, wielding the Vajra Demon Pestle. His right palm was on his chest, his left hand held the Vajra Demon Pestle, his eyes burned with Buddhist Flame, and a Buddhist Glow surrouded him. “Benefactor, kneel, and I may spare your body. Otherwise, the Buddhist Flames shall rob you of the right of a burial.” “Grandmaster, you’re so cruel. Where’s your compassion gone too?” “Benefactor, your sins weigh heavy. My compassion is sending you to paradise!” The overwhelming power was too much for the sky to bear, breaking apart. No one in the Nine Provinces could withstand it. “Benefactor, death is near, but you still won’t kneel?” Wu Liang’s shout was deafening. Chen Changan smiled as usual. Myriad Mountains’ cultivators were on the brink of death from that shout alone. Their souls were on the verge of crumbling. Despair had them all in its tight grip. Wu Liang looked savage. He found his power jumped to Celestial Immortal Stage with the help of the Vajra Demon Pestle, but Chen Changan showed no reaction. His heart sank. [Is Vajra Demon Pestle not enough?] Chen Changan smiled, his eyes cold. “Grandmaster, I’m not accustomed to kneeling. So why don’t you do it instead?” Chen Changan loomed over the world like a god. An absolute power slammed into Wu Liang, bringing him to his knees. All the power Vajra Demon Pestle gave him wasn’t enough to mount the slightest resistance. “This can’t be!” Wu Liang panicked!