OBS Chapter 53 Long Li is about to die!
Chapter 53 Long Li is about to die!
"Holy crap! Awesome! Absolutely amazing!"
"What the hell is that? The golden light just disappeared with a snap of the fingers?"
"Is this the power of the Heavenly Emperor? He's too strong!"
"My mom asked me why I was kneeling while watching the live stream..."
"Brothers, that golden light just now, every drop of it was equivalent to a missile, right? It felt like thousands of cannons firing simultaneously!"
"More than just missiles! I feel like they're even more powerful than nuclear bombs! Didn't you see how badly the ground was destroyed?"
"And then His Majesty the Heavenly Emperor... snapped his fingers?"
"I believe it now! Sister Yu said her brother is the Heavenly Emperor, and I had a slight doubt before... Now I'm kneeling down to see it!"
"This is beyond the comprehension of humans..."
"Nonsense, that's the Heavenly Emperor! He's a god!"
After a brief period of silence, the chat in the live stream exploded like a volcanic eruption.
The number of online users skyrocketed like a rocket, jumping from 300,000 to 400,000 to 500,000... The numbers were dazzling, and various gift effects almost completely flooded the screen.
The server is almost overwhelmed.
Everyone, whether they had previously supported Jiang Yu, were just watching the spectacle, or had any doubts, was now completely captivated by Jiang Feng's seemingly effortless yet incredibly shocking methods.
That devastating golden rain of Buddha's light was as fragile as a soap bubble blown by a child in the face of that crisp snap of the fingers.
Jiang Yu also breathed a sigh of relief, clutching her wildly beating chest, feeling her legs still a little weak.
For a fleeting moment, she genuinely thought she and her brother were about to be engulfed by that terrifying golden rain.
In retrospect, my worries were completely unnecessary.
My brother is no longer the one who needed to be cautious at all times and would occasionally get hurt. He is now the supreme Heavenly Emperor who truly rules over all the heavens and whose words carry the weight of the law.
"Brother..." Her voice was still trembling, but her eyes were filled with shock and curiosity, "What was that golden light just now? It was terrifying!"
She is no longer an ordinary person who knows nothing about cultivation.
Having opened the sea of suffering and stepped onto the divine bridge, although his cultivation level was low, he was already able to initially perceive and distinguish the strength and nature of energy.
When that golden rain of light poured down, she not only felt the physical pressure of destruction, but also a strange spiritual erosion that penetrated her soul, as if it wanted her to give up all resistance and submit.
That was not a simple energy attack; it contained some profound and unfathomable principles and laws.
"At least... at least it's an attack at the Saint level, right? Or even stronger?" Jiang Yu guessed, still feeling lingering fear.
She knew about the cultivation realms: the Sea of Wheels, the Dao Palace, the Four Extremes, the Dragon Transformation, the Immortal Platform... The Immortal Platform was further divided into many steps, and a Sage was already a powerful being who could govern a region and establish a lineage.
If that attack had landed on her, even if it had only grazed her, she would have been completely obliterated, her soul scattered to the winds.
She was shocked by the terror of the attack, but even more shocked by how easily her brother defused it.
At the same time, a strong longing welled up in her heart—when could she also possess such power? No longer always needing others to protect her, but truly standing by her brother's side, even protecting him?
However, she also knew that she was still a long way from that level.
One must take things one step at a time.
The live chat was also urging: "Sister Yu, don't just stand there! Keep going!"
"We want to see what's happening! We want to see how your sister-in-law is doing!"
"Those bald monks from the Buddhist order are definitely up ahead!"
"That attack was definitely their doing! They're so arrogant!"
"Your Majesty, go and deal with them immediately!"
Jiang Yu glanced at the comments section and then looked at Jiang Feng.
Having just witnessed that scene, her confidence in Jiang Feng reached an unprecedented level.
She was no longer afraid; instead, she couldn't wait to see her brother unleash his power and deal with those unreasonable Buddhist monks.
"Brother, what do we do now? Should we just go over there?" Jiang Yu asked, holding up his phone with the camera pointed at the land in front of him that had just experienced a catastrophe and where the smoke and dust had not yet completely dissipated. In the distance, he could vaguely see even more dazzling golden light and intense energy fluctuations.
Jiang Feng didn't answer, but simply grasped her wrist again.
"Come with me."
As soon as he finished speaking, the surrounding scenery blurred and stretched again.
But this time, it's not a high-speed journey across the stars, but a short-distance, almost instantaneous spatial transformation.
In a flash, the two found themselves in a new area.
The atmosphere here is completely different from the desolate ruins we just left.
The sky was clearly divided into two halves.
Half of it is a dazzling, vast Buddhist kingdom, seemingly paved with liquid gold.
Golden swastikas and Buddhist symbols spun everywhere, and the chanting roared like a tsunami, making people's eardrums hurt and their minds turbulent.
A colossal golden Buddha statue, hundreds of feet tall, its entire body seemingly cast in pure gold, its face blurred yet exuding a dignified and majestic aura, stood in the center of the Buddhist kingdom, radiating a terrifying pressure that made heaven and earth tremble—this was the golden body of the Buddhist kingdom wielded by the ancient Buddha Maha.
Around the golden statue, twelve Buddhist saints, clad in golden-red robes and exuding a powerful aura, stood in formation. Further out were more than thirty king-level monks and over a hundred elite Buddhist cultivators, together supporting this golden Buddhist domain that enveloped the heavens and the earth.
Wherever the Buddha's light shines, the space seems to be coated with a layer of gold, filled with an unquestionable and domineering will to save all living beings.
The other half of the sky was filled with a vast, ancient, and noble purple dragon aura and pale golden radiance.
Countless intricate dragon-shaped patterns flickered in the air, forming layer upon layer of solid barriers.
Behind the barrier, one can vaguely see the continuous dragon vein mountains and ancient palaces and halls, which is the location of the mountain gate of the Ten Thousand Dragon Nest.
At this moment, the array of Wanlong Nest was clearly activated at full power, with dragon roars echoing and resisting the Buddhist chants filling the sky.
However, in comparison, the momentum of Wanlongchao was clearly suppressed by the golden body of the Buddha Kingdom and its massive forces. The light of the formation fluctuated constantly, indicating that it was struggling.
At the heart of the battlefield, the most striking figures are two men locked in fierce combat.
A figure appeared, dressed in a pale gold palace gown, with flowing purple hair and crystalline dragon horns on her head. Her beauty was unparalleled yet cold as ice, and she was surrounded by a noble and domineering dragon aura. With each move, dragon shadows surged and tore through the sky. It was none other than Long Li.
But at this moment, her beautiful face was pale, and there was even a trace of pale gold blood at the corner of her mouth, clearly indicating that she had suffered a serious injury in the fight just now.
Her opponent was not the main body of the ancient Buddha Mokha, but a solid clone separated from the golden body of the Buddha Kingdom. It also had the combat power of a quasi-emperor at the early stage. With the suppression of the surrounding Buddha Kingdom domain, it tightly entangled Long Li, putting her in a dangerous situation.
On the shoulder of the golden Buddha statue, the ancient Buddha Maha sat cross-legged, his gaunt face devoid of any compassion, only filled with endless coldness, resentment, and a near-obsessive madness.
His deep-set eyes were fixed on Long Li, who was struggling to hold on below, and the array of the Myriad Dragon Nest. A low, hoarse roar, like the cry of a night owl, escaped his throat:
"Kill! Kill them all! The Ten Thousand Dragons Nest has allowed its women to commit murder, killing a true disciple of our Buddhist sect. Their crimes are unforgivable! Today, we will raze this nest to the ground to uphold the Dharma!"
"Long Li! You vixen! Relying on a few bloodlines, you dare to act recklessly, killing me... killing my disciple! Today, I will make you pay for your crimes in blood, tear out your dragon tendons, rip off your dragon scales, and suppress your soul under the Buddha lamp to suffer the torment of burning your soul for ten thousand years!"
With each word he spoke, his killing intent intensified, the golden light of the Buddha's body shone brighter, and the pressure exerted on the Myriad Dragon Nest Formation and Long Li increased.
He didn't care about the cause and effect, or whether Huiming had struck first. He only had one thought in his mind now—revenge.
He wanted to avenge his only son, on whom all his hopes were pinned.
Make Wanlongchao and Longli pay the most terrible price.
He had even planned how to torture Long Li after capturing her, how to extort the greatest benefit from Wanlong Emperor, and how to use this battle to enhance the prestige of Buddhism and pave the way for his own and Amitabha Buddha's future enlightenment.
"Form the Vajra Subduing Demon Formation! Crush this dragon's nest's tortoise shell!" Mokha Buddha commanded sternly.
"We will obey your command!" The twelve Buddhist saints responded in unison, their voices resounding through the heavens.
They each occupied a corner, forming hand seals and chanting obscure and ancient scriptures.
Immediately, the more than thirty kings and hundreds of elite Buddhist cultivators behind them also acted at the same time. All of their Buddhist power was connected together through a strange formation and poured into the golden body of the Buddhist Kingdom in the center.