Chapter 2833: Golden Sun Spell

Hou Dun stroked his beard and smiled. 。After the disappearance of the Emperor of Qinling, the Qin Dynasty collapsed, and powerful figures fought each other at Julu. Ancient records describe this as th...A swarm of ravenous Void Devourer Ants surged forward, flying towards the vast expanse of temples before them.

“Golden Sunlight Mantra!” Below the chanting, monks sat before the pagoda, others perched upon mountain rocks, or stood atop ancient trees. Each recited a Buddhist chant with their mouths moving silently. Layers of golden light rippled from the assembly of monks, carrying a radiant golden hue, converging into one shimmering mass like waves of gold.

As the Void Devouring Ant leaped forward, the moment it touched the golden ripples, it was scorched and billowed with black smoke. The Void Devouring Ant couldn't help but let out a scream.

Though the Void-Devouring Ant King appeared incredibly ferocious, it was one of the most fearsome creatures in the netherworld. However, the Buddhist sect's supernatural powers also possessed the ability to subdue ghosts and demons. At this moment, the Ant King and Lei Sengming were locked in a fierce battle that raged on relentlessly.

Ming'e held the Lei Yin, and a giant Buddha statue hundreds of meters tall seemed to reach from heaven to earth. It looked like it was slowly rising from the ground, its head towering above. There wasn't a single stray bolt of lightning around the giant Buddha, yet it felt as if all the power of heaven and earth were concentrated within its body.

That giant thunder hammer swept down, and the pack of ferocious Sky-Devouring Ants charged towards it. The moment they touched the big hand, they turned into streaks of black mist, not even a scream escaping their lips. However, what truly instilled fear in people about this Sky-Devouring Ant horde wasn't just their strength, but also their fearless savagery. Ordinary cultivators, even those at the Nascent Soul or even Core Formation stage, would tremble with fear when facing a powerful Mahayana cultivator, but these Sky-Devouring Ants were the opposite - the more they fought, the braver they became. The deaths of their comrades only fueled their bloodlust, pushing them forward relentlessly.

The Ant King hid among his colony, witnessing the descending Thunderclap's giant hand. Instead of immediately charging out, he waited until the Thunderclap’s attack had caused significant losses to his kin, weakening its assault. Only then did he flap his wings and unleash his razor-sharp ant legs like sickles, shattering the Thunderclap's descending palm strike in a single blow.

“Beast! You're going to die!” Ming’e let out a cold snort. The thunder basin in his hand surged forward, and within the thunder basin, it was like an infinite expanse of heaven and earth. The Ghost Ant King roared, spewing out massive black qi from its mouth. Inside were countless wailing souls—the essence of those devoured by the Ghost Ant King. This black qi coalesced into a gigantic ant foot in mid-air, charging towards the thunder basin.

With a crackle, lightning surged and ghostly wails echoed. The Ghost Ant King's ten-foot body was flung back dozens of meters through the air. Ming'e also retreated over ten meters, appearing to be evenly matched. However, before this, the Ghost Ant King had used the power of his horde to nullify a significant portion of Ming'e's attacks. In truth, Ming'e was slightly superior.

Since he attained the Bodhisattva stage, he has received the true teachings of Sakra Buddha and made rapid progress. We should not treat him as an ordinary Mahayana practitioner.

After hard-hitting Ming'e with a blow, Ghost Ant King’s eyes twinkled with cunning. His figure flickered and he retreated into the ant swarm.

At this time, under the leadership of Leiseng Ming'e, the countless monks below chanted the Golden Yang Mantra, transforming into golden waves that constantly blocked the attacking swarm of ghost ants. After the initial heavy losses at Qianyin Temple, Tongfang Temple, and Hanquan Temple, the Buddhist sect had finally reacted and freed up enough energy to specifically target the Void-Devouring Ghost Ant swarm. The thousands of monks brought by Leiseng Ming'e seemed insignificant compared to the overwhelming tide of ants. However, most of them were in the Shenxu realm, and even some in the Union Body realm numbered in the dozens.

A ordinary army of loose sand soldiers would find it difficult to withstand the onslaught of the Void Devourer Ants for long. The entire Eastern Continent was astonished by how the Buddhist Sect could deploy such a targeted defense in such a short time, especially while repelling attacks from other chaotic demon domains and effectively choking off the tide of the ant swarm like flowing sand. Such power is unmatched except perhaps by the Subhuti Buddha Jewel Buddhist Sect.

Even outside of Tohoku, there aren't many others who possess such strength.

At this time, Ming E himself stepped forward to hold back the Ghost Ant King, occasionally providing support to his fellow disciples. Thousands of high-powered monks chanted the Golden Sun Mantra together, which also had a considerable restraining effect on creatures like the Void-Eating Ghost Ant. Moreover, each Buddhist monk had their own means of restoring their mana, forming a solid defensive formation.

For a time, many of the Void Devouring Ants were killed or injured, but the ant horde had not yet broken into the Buddha Sect's magic formation. Although these monks had suffered varying degrees of depletion, there were no casualties for the time being.

The Vajrayana Buddhist sect is indeed profound. Above the clouds, Duànbì looked down at everything before him. It wasn't that the Void Devouring Ant was not sharp enough, but the combat methods of both sides were different. The Void Devouring Ants were not known for their individual strength. Their attacks were strong but their defenses were relatively weak. Facing targeted Buddhist sect techniques, some losses were inevitable. Including the attack on Qiān Yīn Temple, Tóng Fāng Temple, and Hán Quán Temple, the ant swarm also suffered considerable casualties. However, once their objective was achieved, the ant swarm could recover in a very short time, even further strengthening itself.

The situation before them was the same. Even though the ghost ant swarm suffered heavy losses, the Buddhist monks hadn't experienced any deaths or injuries so far. Once a loophole appeared in the Buddhist monks' spell formation, the ants would swarm in, causing casualties to skyrocket. After devouring this group of monks, the ghost ant swarm could replenish their previous losses in a short period of time.

Even if one were to abandon the opportunity of ascension, and without personally taking action or deploying the Five Absolutes Monks, the Buddhist sect would still be at a clear disadvantage against cultivators in the Great Vehicle realm. Therefore, in duels between lower-ranked cultivators, the Buddhist sect enjoys a significant advantage. However, once powerful Great Vehicle cultivators intervene, this advantage could be lost in a short amount of time.

At present, all the forces in the chaotic demon realm headed by Chiyue Desert are at full war with the Zhuzhu Buddha Sect. Although Lu Xiaoteng and Ming'e have some friendship, given the current situation, even the deepest friendship cannot afford to be left unchecked.

“This Jin Yang Curse Formation isn't bad.” A voice, severed and coming from the nine heavens, was heard first by Ming E. Even the Ghost Ant King took a moment to react, while the thousands of monks below hadn't fully grasped what was happening, a giant fire crow formed from Wu Xiang Xuan Huo flew straight towards them.

Ming's eyes narrowed, and behind him the thunderous giant Buddha extended his arm, a massive lightning palm surging upwards, ready to lift the fire crow into the air.

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"It's been a long time since I last sparred with Master Ming'e at the Soul-Soothing Ground. I'm here to learn about Master Shi Qinglei's legacy and see if it truly lives up to the Heavenly Demon Lord's claims of extraordinary skill." Duan Bi laughed boisterously, as a pillar of dark fire descended from the sky. It struck Lei Zhang head-on, causing both sides to stalemate momentarily. However, the Fire Crow formed by the intangible Xuan Fire relentlessly attacked the golden ripples.

A buzz... The originally uniform golden ripples suddenly became extremely turbulent. Many monks with lower cultivation levels below turned red in the face, apparently affected by the fire crow attack formed by Wuxiang Xuanhuo just now.

The Xuanhuo Pillar and Lei Palm were still locked in a stalemate, but Ming E's heart sank. Although he seemed to be evenly matched with Lu Xiaoxiao, who had lost an arm, during their fight, he failed to intercept the Xuanhuo flying crow that flew down below.

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