Sword Aura to the Heavens

Chapter 470: Chapter 465: Are Even Buddhas Afraid of Death?

The Sword Intent seemed to still flow between heaven and earth, surging against the current, as if it were the Undying Sword Intent.

This single sword eradicated all the Heavens Buddha, extinguished that Ancient Buddha of the Sky.

One sword out, all laws are annihilated.

The dojo was silent, and in their minds, it seemed as if they still recalled that sword. At that moment, they truly seemed to see the Sword Immortal descend to the world.

Even the opposing forces of Li Fan, those who wanted him dead, had to admit in their hearts at this moment that a remarkable Sword Dao heir had emerged from Li Mountain, surpassing the previous generation of Li Mountain seniors, capable of reviving the glory of Li Mountain—a young Sword Cultivator.

Of course, the premise is that he must be able to leave this Capital alive.

But at this moment, Li Fan didn’t look like someone who could walk away alive.

The stronger he grew, the more difficult it became to survive.

At least among them, there were many whose killing intent burned even more fiercely.

"His Destruction Sword Dao has transformed again," Guan Shanyue said softly. Li Fan had already shown many abilities during the battle at White Jade, but that sword just now was the annihilation of all laws, a Sword Dao leading to the path of a Saint.

The spectators on the streets at the foot of the mountain were also silent. The young Sword Cultivator had long been frozen in place, then revealed a look of longing.

Indeed, the strongest under the heavens is still the Sword Cultivator.

The way of the sword is the pinnacle of attack.

He too wants to become a Great Sword Cultivator.

"If the Buddha cannot save me, let me try to redeem you?" Li Fan’s eyes looked at the Buddha Son Kongchen opposite him, his white robes fluttering, his eyes like sharp blades. As his voice fell, a beam of light streaked across, the sky exploded, sword cries like thunder, lightning tearing through the sky.

"Boom..."

The sword light cut through like thunder, Kongchen’s body instantly shattered, and a blood light appeared in the sky, causing countless people’s gazes to tremble.

Did he kill the Buddha Son Kongchen?

And the Buddhist people didn’t step in to stop it?

But in that blood light, a dazzling Buddha light flickered. The crowd was shocked to find a bright gleaming relic floating in the air, surrounded by Buddha light. The golden Buddha light illuminated the world, and a Buddha shadow condensed, transforming back into the figure of Kongchen.

"An immortal body?"

The crowd stared at the apparition of Kongchen, a ripple arose in their hearts. Just how powerful is the method of the Ten Thousand Buddha Temple, truly seeming to be undying and imperishable?

Li Fan had done the utmost he could. Even after his aura weakened, he still controlled his sword to slay Kongchen, but even then, it was still impossible to kill him.

Could the rumor of the Buddha’s reincarnation possibly be true?

"I am myself, though not myself; you cut down my physical body, which is but a shell. This shell cannot reach the other shore; only Buddhist Law can redeem the world. Your intent to kill is too strong, your violence too great. The Buddhist Law is boundless and should purify your shell."

A voice seemed to come from all directions. The light of the relic grew brighter and rose into the sky, the radiant Buddha light illuminating the Endless Land, and the Buddha shadow became increasingly distinct.

The Buddha’s voice once again wandered through the heavens and the earth, accompanied by the sound of Amitabha Buddha resounding, and from the direction of the Ten Thousand Buddha Temple came one respected Buddha shadow after another, all moving toward where Li Fan was located.

The relic floated into the crowd of the Ten Thousand Buddha Temple.

Li Fan looked at the scene before him with some astonishment, then glanced again at the figures moving out, seeming a bit amused yet irritated, saying, "Has your Ten Thousand Buddha Temple always been this shameless?"

"Master recklessly speaks..." the Big-eared Monk scolded.

"If you flee, then flee; if you want to fight in a group, just say. Must you come up with so many reasons to make your Buddhist Sect seem profound and unfathomable?" Li Fan was somewhat amused yet irritated.

Though he didn’t know what means Kongchen practiced to remain undead, the previous attack was enough to damage his foundation, yet the Ten Thousand Buddha Temple’s tricks were indeed deceiving, and those unaware might indeed be fooled.

If the believers of Shanzhou saw this, they might exclaim that the Buddha’s reincarnation and the boundless Buddhist Law were indeed true.

The distant crowd hearing Li Fan’s words also held some suspicion, could it truly be like this?

That Buddha Son Kongchen suffered a heavy blow? Was his physical body destroyed, his Primordial Spirit entering the relic?

Or perhaps the Buddhist Sect had other means to break free from the physical shell, but no matter what, in this battle, Kongchen must have been severely damaged; otherwise, the Buddhist Practitioners of Ten Thousand Buddha Temple would not have left the battlefield and moved out.

"Does your Taiping Temple also want to have a discourse?" The Big-eared Monk looked towards where Li Changsheng was.

By now, Qi had already arrived not far behind Li Fan; she heard the words of the Big-eared Monk, cast a cold glance at him, then warily looked at Li Changsheng.

She had watched the battle just now, and had insights into Kongchen and Brother Xiao Fan’s fight. This Li Changsheng, as the Daoist of Taiping Temple, likely had strength no less than Kongchen. If he took action at this moment...

The crowd below also saw clearly that Li Fan was already greatly weakened. That Sword Immortal’s sword earlier had exhausted his energy and spirit.

If Li Changsheng were to enter the fray for discourse, Li Fan would surely die.

Li Changsheng glanced at Li Fan, seeming a bit conflicted, and said in a low voice, "If I enter the arena for discourse now, wouldn’t it seem somewhat despicable?"

"The Buddhist Law is boundless, since the Buddhist Sect is willing to transcend Master Li, why not let you do it?"

Li Changsheng glanced at the Buddhist Cultivators stepping out and made a gesture of invitation.

The Big-eared Monk gave him a glance, snorted coldly, put his palms together, and appeared particularly devout, saying, "In that case, let you send Master Li into bliss."

"What a shameless monk."

A distant young Sword Cultivator cursed in a low voice, but as soon as he finished speaking, he felt as if a pair of eyes were looking at him. He looked in that direction and only felt a thunderous crash in his head, as if a thunderbolt, and in his mind appeared a Buddha.

"Pfft..." He spat a mouthful of blood, his breath instantly weakened, almost unable to stand, his face as pale as paper; coming to his senses, he looked up again at the distance, his expression cold, and surprisingly cursed again, "Did I say something wrong, is your Buddhist Sect really shameless? If you capable pick up your knives and slaughter me, let’s see how a monk carries a butcher’s knife."

The surrounding people noticed something unusual and looked at him, but the Buddhist people ignored him, allowing him to curse openly.

In the battlefield, all the Buddhist Cultivators stepped out simultaneously, appearing in the sky above Li Fan’s direction. The Ten Thousand Buddha Temple didn’t seem to care about face anymore. Their eyes seemed angry like Vajra, harboring the intent to kill, as if to redeem the fallen dignity of their Buddhist Sect because of Li Fan, or perhaps to avenge Kongchen.

However, Li Fan didn’t care either. That Big-eared Monk likely instructed them to transmit messages; otherwise, they wouldn’t have come out together.

He closed his eyes, sat cross-legged in the air, surrounded by sword aura halos, muttering as if an ancient Sword Scripture was flowing from his mouth.

The Buddha’s voice wandered, those Buddhist Practitioners simultaneously put their hands together, and a terrifying oppressive force fell. These Buddhist Practitioners were all of the Sixth Realm, each was an elite nurtured by the Ten Thousand Buddha Temple.

Any one of them surpassed most of the so-called heavenly prodigies in the dojo below.

One after another golden-bodied Buddha shadow appeared behind them, pressing down on the heavens and the earth.

Behind Li Fan, a surge of Sword Intent swept out, Qi raised the sword in her hand, and as she slashed across the air.

A beam of sword light instantly slashed through above, precisely the Lifeless Sword Dao.

"Clang..."

A crisp sound emanated, the sword cutting into a Buddhist Practitioner’s body, yet striking on the golden body.

Qi didn’t mind; her sword continuously slashed out, beams of light passed through the golden body, creating cracks, the golden-bodied Buddha twitching at the corner of his eye, his body instantly retreating.

Qi raised her hand, her sword disregarded the spatial distance, the golden body split open, a flash of blood appeared, a Buddhist Practitioner’s body stained with blood.

But at that moment, numerous violent Big Palm Seals from the Buddhist Sect fell simultaneously, pressing towards Li Fan and Qi’s direction.

"Kill."

Li Fan, seated with eyes closed, spat out a word from his mouth. The Buddhist Practitioners hadn’t recovered yet, but they heard a scream, and when they looked back, they saw the Buddhist Practitioner forced back and wounded by Qi being pierced by the Destruction Sword Intent, strands of Sword Intent bursting out from his body, the golden light mingled with the destruction light.

"Save me." The Buddhist Practitioner spat out the words, but as soon as he finished speaking, his body was torn to pieces, dissipating between heaven and earth.

"Even Buddha fears death?" A mocking voice echoed in the air, making the Big-eared Monk’s smiling face retract, staring at the suppressing Buddhist Sect handprints pressing down.

He reached this point, and can still control the sword?