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Chapter 574 Covering the Sky and Sun
Chapter 574 Covering the Sky and Sun
"Catherine also had the air of a military strategist..."
Bai Ze's eyes darted around, a holy light reflected in his left eye. "They've already clashed with Joseph."
As Bai Ze broke through his cultivation level, his invasion of the Buddhist veins also deepened.
Although they were far away from Ekaterina at this moment, they could sense through their senses that they were facing off against Joseph.
This should be the normal course of events.
The nuclear explosion that destroyed the entire ancient capital of India was so massive that Joseph's side couldn't have been unaware of it.
Logically, Joseph should have decisively abandoned the meeting and returned to Ursus. Catherine and the military strategist, having discovered Joseph's movements, had no choice but to act immediately.
But after what happened before, Bai Ze now harbors a degree of skepticism about everything.
He's already in the game, and any changes could be driven by others.
Are you trying to stop me from sending away this drop of demonic blood?
Bai Ze grasped the sealed demon blood crystal, his mind racing.
If that's the reason, then even if he returns to Dongxia, it probably won't go smoothly.
Going back is easy; just teleport.
But once I get back, I'll probably have to deal with backstabbing and intrigue. Maybe in the end, I'll still have to keep the demon blood safe myself.
The key is still the highest mountain in Dongxia—the God of War, which is currently located in the Mountain and Sea Boundary.
So, should Bai Ze travel to the Mountain and Sea Realm through the spatial passage?
Unfortunately, he couldn't let go of Ekaterina.
Moreover, Bai Ze had no intention of being pushed around by others.
The best way to break the deadlock is not to play a game with the opponent, but to overturn the chessboard.
"come over."
Bai Ze gave a low call, and the two figures were forcibly pulled close.
"My lord."
Both Tengu Doman and Kamiizumi Muneshige were in a rather disheveled state. Even with Hakutaku's deliberate protection, they had still suffered some injuries in the previous nuclear explosion.
"Restored to its original state."
Bai Ze casually replied to the two of them, then said, "With my consciousness, continue to erode the veins of the Brahma-Zhu region... Do not approach the Ganges River."
After thinking it over, Bai Ze decided to abandon his plan to erode the Heng River and instead send the two of them to erode other places.
As for himself—
"I will stand before Mount Narayana."
Narayana Mountain is a sacred mountain in Buddhism.
At the summit of a high-altitude mountain, a massive phantom floats in the air.
In front of him stood three men dressed in simple robes, two in the middle and one in blue, standing respectfully.
They were all barefoot, standing on the snow-covered ground without using any true energy.
The Holy Walker's will merged with the mountain range, amplifying the chill a thousandfold, to the point that it could penetrate the soul and mind, yet it could not shake the will of these three.
Because they are the three most revered saints below the Saint Walkers, and also the only three Heavenly Gate Warriors in the entire Brahma-India region besides the Saint Walkers.
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The essence of Buddhism is concentrated in these three people and the holy practitioners.
Of the billions of ancient Indians, only these four Heavenly Gate Warriors emerged.
This is due to both the scarcity of resources in India itself and its unique ascetic practices.
Asceticism involves constantly tempering and pushing the body and will through hardship. While it may seem to be about the idea that hard work pays off, it is actually all about potential.
Those without potential either stagnate at a certain level or wear themselves down.
But the Indians actually fell for this.
In their view, people are born with different levels and strata, and the lowly Vaishya can never become strong.
It's good to have potential! We noble Brahmins and Kshatriyas are born to stand at the pinnacle of potential.
Because of the prevalence of ascetic practices, there were no more Indian warriors outside of Buddhism, as they lacked the resources to compensate for the exploitation they suffered. This was also the case for the Indian Restoration Army and the Eastern Indian Company.
Neither of the owners of these two parties were from Sanskrit or Indian tradition.
As a result, the Buddhist sect gained deep control over India and India, and its reaction was the strongest after Bai Ze destroyed the old capital of India.
At this moment, the three Heavenly Gate warriors volunteered to go and eliminate the sinner who destroyed their old capital.
"Holy Walker, please allow me, Adiedo, to take action and retrieve the head of that Eastern Xia monkey."
One of the middle-aged men shouted, "Even if he escapes back to Dongxia, I will make him pay for his actions."
"Holy Practitioner, Raksha also has this wish," another middle-aged man said.
The remaining youth did not speak, but judging from his expression, he also had the same intention.
As for this leading to enmity with Dongxia, the powerful Indians are not afraid of any enemy.
Although India is generally perceived as a defunct kingdom, many Indians still consider it a unified nation. This is especially true among followers of Brahma.
The enormous phantom remained silent as the three men made their petitions.
This was because he had witnessed Bai Ze's strength before.
It's not safe to send any one of these three people unless all three come together.
However, if all three are present, then Mount Luoyan will appear empty.
The Holy Practitioner still needs to undergo arduous training, so he cannot use his physical form to make a move.
Just as he was hesitating, the phantom of the Holy Walker suddenly let out a cold snort.
Immediately afterwards, thunder exploded in the sky, and a powerful will resonated in the wind and snow, sending a vast surge of energy toward the suddenly appearing figure.
"Boom!" 6
A burst of lightning illuminated Bai Ze's face and the flowing, brilliant light.
He stood in the light, serene and composed, looking at the towering snow-capped mountain and saying calmly, "It is impolite not to reciprocate, Holy Traveler, Bai Ze has come to pay homage to the mountain."
Bai Ze!
These two words, carried by the wind, reached the ears of everyone on and below the mountain, and were met with a thunderous roar.
That represents the wrath of the holy ones.
In an instant, powerful auras rose from the mountain, manifesting strange yet majestic figures.
Buddhist practice emphasizes taking God as one's image, which means that one's soul is constantly moving closer to the image of God, and ultimately becoming a god oneself.
The figures that appeared at this moment were the gods that Buddhists contemplate.
Using visualization techniques, they projected their spiritual power outwards, transforming it into divine forms for attack.
To be honest, at this moment, Mount Naroyan did indeed display a somewhat sacred aura.
One of the divine figures took shape first, transforming into a four-armed elephant-headed god with a bare upper body. Its enormous head, comparable to a mountain, swung out, and its trunk extended like a long dragon hanging from the sky, sweeping towards Bai Ze.
A fierce wind raged, forming a huge vortex as the elephant's trunk swung around, with windmills the size of cartwheels churning and colliding within it, emitting sharp noises.
"Damn blasphemer, let me, Arom, deal with you—"
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Before he could finish speaking, divine light shone everywhere, the vortex of wind instantly vanished, and the elephant trunk, which resembled a long dragon, disappeared in the colors of yin and yang and the five elements.
Bai Ze casually waved his hand, and the innate Yin-Yang and Five Elements Divine Light swept across the head of the Elephant-Headed God before rushing into those divine shadows.
Wherever it passes, all things perish, whether tangible or intangible, all turn into nothingness.
A long, blank path appeared, and divine light rushed straight in, piercing the top of the mountain.
"stop!"
With a thunderous roar, a golden divine figure rose up, wielding divine lightning. The violent lightning collided with the divine light, creating a deafening roar.
Immediately, the Yin and Yang and the Five Elements circulated, and the divine light took shape amidst the thunder, like feathers and swords, piercing into the lightning.
The raging thunder was also annihilated in the birth and death of the five elements, and the divine light and feathers swept across the sky, turning the streams of primordial energy into a torrent that pushed forward.
But soon, two more divine figures rose up, their enormous hands simultaneously extending out and merging with the lightning to forcibly block the divine light.
At the same time, amidst the raging winds and thunder, a gigantic face appeared in the air, its eyes blazing with light, looking down at the figure standing with his hands behind his back.
At this moment, the vast expanse of land and sky seemed distant and alienated, and endless pressure came from all directions, pressing down on Bai Ze.
The true form of "Saint Walker" Kasyapa is on the mountain. Even though he is unable to take action himself due to his ascetic training, he can still display his unparalleled power as the "Cosmic Primordial God".
After so many years of arduous cultivation, this world has long since become a part of him. When Bai Ze arrives here, he becomes an enemy of the surrounding world.
However, Bai Ze showed no fear whatsoever. He calmly met the enormous face and said unhurriedly, "Holy Walker, I've come to negotiate terms."
His response was a thunderous roar, and even greater pressure.
Clearly, the Holy Walker had no interest in Bai Ze's "negotiations".
Bai Ze continued, seemingly oblivious to the situation, "The Brahma Church needs to intervene and help me capture Patriarch Joseph of the Ursus Orthodox Church, otherwise..."
"Or what?" the Holy Walker asked in a chilling voice.
"What Da Zizai could do back then, I can do too."
Bai Ze said slowly, "Saint Walker, you don't want the entire Buddhist kingdom to be destroyed either, do you?"
Based on the previous clash of wills, Bai Ze was able to determine that the Holy Walker's weakness was Fan Zhu.
Using Sanskrit to threaten him is the best approach.
However, verbal threats alone do not seem to have enough power.
The howling wind represented the cold smile of the massive face, while the booming thunder represented the killing intent of the Holy Walker.
The enormous face stared at Bai Ze, dismissing his threat with disdain. "Even the Great Freedom of yesteryear couldn't destroy the Indians. Do you think you can? How many can you kill? Ten thousand? Twenty thousand? Or a hundred thousand? A million?"
Without Bai Ze needing to say anything more, the Holy Walker could guess the specific method of Bai Ze's threat.
It was nothing more than threatening the lives of the Indians.
But in the ancient land of India, life was the least valuable thing.
The Indians are arguably the most prolific people in the world. Even though they sacrificed 400 million people when their kingdom was destroyed, and hundreds of millions more died later, their population is still in the billions over the past few decades.
The existence of vital energy greatly enhances the survival rate of children. Even without practicing martial arts, simply immersing oneself in vital energy can significantly increase vitality.
The lower classes of India were indeed very lacking in resources, even food, but they were very resilient to hunger and very good at surviving.
While the Holy Walkers valued the Sanctuary, they didn't pay much attention to the Sanctuary people who died and regenerated like weeds.
Let alone those at the bottom, even if many martial artists die, it will not affect the Holy Walker.
If it were so easily threatened, the holy practitioners would not have been able to establish Brahmanism.
"Of course not."
Bai Ze calmly said, "Since I said complete annihilation, then even if it's not extinction, it's close enough."
He raised his head slightly and looked up at the sky. "Look, it's getting dark."
As soon as the words were spoken, the sky, which was already darkened by the wind and thunder, darkened at a speed visible to the naked eye.
All the light is fading away, leaving only the light formed from primordial energy.
In the blink of an eye, darkness descended upon the world, and all light vanished.
The enormous face also sank at the same time, and the consciousness of the Holy Walker circulated across this land.
The area within a radius of hundreds or thousands of miles, and even the entire region of India, lost its light.
But outside of Sanskrit and India, it is still under the sun.
"The cycle of the sun and moon is a natural law."
Bai Ze continued, "If this principle is violated, what consequences do you think the Holy Walker will face?"
What was the result?
Temperatures will begin to drop, plants will lose their growing environment, and eventually, Fanzhu will become a frozen wasteland, a dead land.
The Holy Walker did not answer, but instead pushed his divine sense upwards.
The spiritual force transformed into a sharp arrow, shooting into the sky, breaking through the atmosphere, and reaching outer space.
Then, he discovered it!
Outside the atmosphere, a membrane appears, reflecting sunlight away.
All the light that falls upon India is blocked by this barrier, causing the land of India to lose its light.
The Holy Walker's spiritual power instantly transformed into a raging storm, breaking through the barrier like a whirlwind sweeping away fallen leaves, tearing it apart.
However, at the same time, another septum appears on the outermost layer.
And it wasn't just one, but dozens, layered upon each other.
As one layer is broken through, another is added, and the distance between them is increasing, extending towards the sun.
A saint's divine sense can break through one, ten, a hundred, or even a thousand layers, but can his divine sense extend to the sun?
Can he keep focusing his energy on breaking through the membrane?
"Great powers all have their own deadly systems, but I alone can become the biggest deadly system."
Bai Ze remained calm as the Holy Walker's spiritual power broke through his defenses.
It's just about creating a reflective film; no matter how large it is, Bai Ze can withstand the consumption.
"You can't break this Dead Hand System; the only thing you can do is destroy it."
Bai Ze's gaze shifted downwards, looking towards the summit of the mountain.
"Come, kill me, and you will be free from the threat."
"On the other hand, if you can't kill me, then you should obediently accept the threat."
Bai Ze came in person, instead of displaying this overwhelming power elsewhere, to let the Holy Walker know that he could not kill him.
In this way, the holy practitioner can abandon unnecessary wishful thinking and make a choice.
Either let the Brahma-India lose its light, letting the Brahma-India people either die or flee, or they should obediently act like dogs and help Bai Ze keep Joseph.
"How dare you attack an ordinary person?" The Holy Walker's voice was icy cold.
There is a tacit understanding among all parties that they will not target the weak, let alone ordinary people.
Doing so will bring about equal retaliation.
"The last person to threaten me with the lives of ordinary people was the Red Sun Dharma King of the Kalachakra Temple. Guess what I did?"
Bai Ze said, "I personally destroyed the Great Snow Mountain."
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