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Chapter 2502: Killing Zhenchan

In the vast surrounding area, the phantom of Buddhas shrouded this coastal region. In every position was an ancient Buddha.

“The Will of the great Buddha.” Saint Zhenchan frowned slightly, and his gaze swept coldly at Ye Futian below, who continued playing the guqin. Did Ye Futian really think that he could communicate with the will of the Buddhas in the Colorless Sea with his music and fight against someone like him? This idea was way too naive.

He was going to show Ye Futian that the gap between realms was an irreparable chasm that could not be offset so simply by the will of the great Buddhas.

A horrific aura bloomed from Saint Zhenchan. His palm raised, and a giant Buddha phantom suddenly appeared behind him, raising his golden palm along with Zhenchan and slapped it down at the space beneath.

A massive and boundless Symbol of Wan appeared, covering the sky and the sun, shrouding this corner of the world, directly oppressing Ye Futian with absolutely domineering force.

Although it was just a random blow, it was enough to kill Ye Futian—at least in Saint Zhenchan’s eyes; Ye Futian could not possibly withstand his blow.

The infinite and brilliant Light of Buddha emerged from Ye Futian. In the roiling Colorless Sea, the endless Light of Buddha poured into Ye Futian’s body so that he was completely submerged in it. The will of all the Buddhas seemed to resonate with him as their shadows faintly appeared behind him. The aura on him was also becoming extremely terrifying.

Boom… The heaven and the earth roared, and the Colorless Sea was violently tossing and turning. A gigantic and boundless ancient Buddha appeared, and it was the Mahavairocana. This Mahavairocana raised his hand without warning and slammed it with unspeakable power towards the Symbol of Wan in the void, and the two collided.

Boom! A terrifying sound was heard, and the Palm of Mahavairocana was destroyed and shattered. However, at the same time, the huge and boundless Buddhist Symbol of Wan was broken into pieces as well.

This Symbol of Wan was transformed by the attack from Saint Zhenchan, but it was broken apart by the Palm of Mahavairocana.

Saint Zhenchan had an alarmed look in his eyes. It was as if he was very surprised but the sight in front of him. He lowered his head and looked at the Colorless Sea below, focused solely on Ye Futian.

Ye Futian had disarmed his attack by using the Palm of Mahavairocana?

Although it was only a simple blow, it was from him, Zhenchan, after all. Saint Zhenchan was one the cream of the crop existence in the Buddhist Sect, who had survived the second Divine Tribulation of the Great Path. Even someone as strong as Lord Six Desires, Lord Liberty, and Lord Yemo had to take orders from him. Those were also existences who had survived the second Divine Tribulation of the Great Path, but there was still a considerable gap between them and Zhenchan.

Although his status was far beneath top giants such as Tongchan, he belonged to the group of people at the top of the pyramid in the Western World of Buddhism, both in status and strength.

Even an unexpected blow from him contained destructive power that could not be imagined. Even those who had survived the first Divine Tribulation of the Great Path would find it difficult to face his attack, never mind a cultivator in the Eighth-Realm or just broken through the Ninth-Realm. Even if someone were able to resist it, it was bound to be at a great expense and may cause them grave injuries.

However, Ye Futian was able to block his attack directly. This violated all the rules of cultivation. How could this be possible?

Even with the help of the Colorless Sea, it was equally impossible; the gap was simply too great.

How did Ye Futian make up for the difference?

There was only one possibility: Ye Futian’s combat effectiveness was more substantial than he was aware of.

“This aura…” Saint Zhenchan perceived the tyrannical aura released by Ye Futian. At this moment, Ye Futian no longer bothered to disguise it and released his own aura to the fullest. The aura that erupted from him was not at all like the aura from someone who had just entered into the Ninth-Realm.

Upon Ye Futian, Saint Zhenchan even felt a slight trace of the aura from someone who had survived the divine tribulation.

This meant that Ye Futian’s true strength was probably far more than someone who had just entered Renhuang of the Ninth-Realm.

“Did you conceal the strength of your cultivation before?” Saint Zhenchan stared at Ye Futian and asked him; this whole situation was out of order.

“I went to Spirit Mountain, where all the Buddhas were present; even the Buddha himself made an appearance. You think I was hiding my cultivation?” Ye Futian looked at Saint Zhenchan with a sarcastic expression. Did Zhenchan just suggest that he was hiding before the Lord of All Buddhas and the other Buddha Lords?

How preposterous.

“So, you have indeed just recently broken through to the Ninth-Realm, but why do I sense the aura of someone who had survived the divine tribulation?” Saint Zhenchan stared at Ye Futian because he was truly curious. Could it be that there were still some other secret treasures on Ye Futian?

Ye Futian didn’t mind dragging this out for a while longer. He stared back at Saint Zhenchan and replied, “You weren’t wrong.”

What did that mean?

Saint Zhenchan’s eyes sharpened. What did Ye Futian mean by that? He wasn’t wrong?

This was the aura of someone who survived divine tribulation!

“Tribulation!” Saint Zhenchan remembered previous rumors that had occurred in Six Desires Heaven and other places, that a mysterious cultivator experiencing the divine tribulation all over the place had completed the divine tribulation in the Domain of Path Obliteration.

Was Ye Futian the person who experienced divine tribulation?

“It was you surviving the divine tribulation in Six Desires Heaven?” Saint Zhenchan stared at Ye Futian in disbelief. A Ninth-Realm Renhuang experiencing divine tribulation?

And was this the reason why Ye Futian’s momentum was so powerful?

“Your perception sucks.” Ye Futian said sarcastically. He didn’t mind telling Saint Zhenchan the truth. Today, only one of them would leave alive.

There was a terrible rumbling sound that was heard, and the Colorless Sea was still roiling. Under the sound of guqin, the Light of Buddha in the Colorless Sea poured into Ye Futian’s body. He closed his eyes. His entire body was radiant, bathed in the Light of Buddha, and holier than anything else.

“Seal!” A word came out of Ye Futian’s mouth, and suddenly the infinite Light of Buddha gathered in the vast domain, turning into a gigantic Buddha. It enveloped this entire coastal region. It was now turning into an absolute domain space and sealed it shut.

Within this domain, everything must be isolated, including the will of the Way and divine consciousness. Even if Saint Zhenchan knew the truth, it was impossible for him to spread that news around. This space is an independent and insulated world of its own.

The Sound of Buddha lingered and resounded through the void. Around the coastal region, all the Buddhas surrounded the sky above. Ye Futian stood on the sea with his hands clasped in front of him and his eyes closed tightly. It was as if he was the master of this sea at this moment.

Today, he would use the Colorless Sea to kill Zhenchan!