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Chapter 293 The Art of Sculpting: Xiangru Sculpts Clay Figures, Yuan Jin Makes His Move
The sky darkened, and a fierce wind whipped up the clouds.

The majestic Dharma image stands tall between heaven and earth, like a crane among chickens, attracting extraordinary attention.

Its characteristics include not only its appearance, but also its body shape.

Other people's Dharma forms, when viewed from a distance, resemble a small hill, while Su Chen's Dharma form looks more like a large mountain.

It occupies most of the pupil.

Although the size of a Dharma image is not directly proportional to its strength, such a significant difference greatly displeased the Holy Dragon Guards present.

To sum it up in one sentence, it's like saying, "What kind of strength do you have that your Dharma form is even larger than ours?"

As if sensing their master's anger, the dozens of statues glared angrily, their eyes revealing a chilling glint.

The next moment, all the Dharma images simultaneously bombarded the Senluo Dharma image.

The Furnace Dharma Image, engulfed in raging flames, roared and spat out a fire dragon tens of feet long.

The Star Dharma Image holds a massive star, as heavy as a mountain, high on its shoulder, and lashes it forward with a dazzling tail of light.

The Kunji Dharma Form resembles an ancient halberd. With a gentle tap in the void, it creates ripples that nearly distort space wherever it passes.

All the various Dharma forms displayed their divine power, showing no mercy and unleashing their signature skills.

The move, imbued with rage and containing extreme power, blasted towards the Manluo Dharma Image.

At this moment, Senluo Faxiang seemed to be in the center of a mudslide, enduring deadly pressure from all directions.

But there was no trace of fear or timidity on its face.

Instead, he revealed an eagerness to try, and his large, lantern-like eyes radiated a hint of heat.

Yuan Tong stared intently at Su Chen and Senluo Faxiang with a deep gaze.

He knew that Su Chen must have something to rely on to be so fearless, but he couldn't figure out what that reliance was.

He soon found out.

The attack, formed by dozens of Dharma images, spread throughout the entire void.

It transformed into a net, inextricably imprisoning the space where the myriad Dharma forms resided.

With the force of thunder, it pressed madly towards the image of the Netherworld Dharma.

The composed and unperturbed Senluo Dharma Image finally made its move just as the attacks of the other Dharma Images were about to begin.

Roar!
A roar shook the heavens and the earth.

As the arm moved, the Yuan energy flowed across the surface, eventually transforming into Yuan energy armor that adhered tightly to the surface of the arm.

This change happened in the blink of an eye; in just a moment, the arm became as if it were cast in steel, its entire body hard.

Its unparalleled hardness was quickly revealed through incredibly simple moves.

One of the arms suddenly stretched forward, and the moment the palm opened, all the light below was instantly sucked away.

It cast a massive shadow, pressing down and hurtling towards the image of the furnace.

stab.

The moment the palm touched the furnace, there was no earth-shattering event as expected; instead, it seemed extremely ordinary.

The standoff lasted less than half a second before his hand forcefully stopped the furnace-shaped image and grabbed it.

"what!"

A piercing scream emanated from the mouth of the furnace-shaped Buddha image, echoing through the sky.

"No!"

At the same time, Jue Wuya below stared wide-eyed, his face contorted with rage.

The Dharma Image had long since merged with the Primordial Spirit, and as the master of the Dharma Image, he could also feel the Dharma Image's pain.

However, this was just the beginning.

The arm gripping the furnace image suddenly tightened, and an even more heart-wrenching feeling surged into his heart.

Then Jue Wuya saw that his most prized possession, the Furnace Dharma Body, was breaking apart inch by inch under the strain.

shocking!

Click!

Finally, the furnace-shaped Dharma image could no longer hold on, and a series of crisp sounds rang out from its body before it shattered like porcelain.

As it exploded, endless Yuan energy poured out, scattering flames across the earth.

A torrential downpour of fire rained down from the sky above where the image of the furnace was located, dazzling and magnificent.

"No!"

Another hysterical roar suddenly rang out, this time from the eighteenth prince.

They suffered the same fate as Jue Wuya.

His yellow sand form is extremely flexible, and to some extent, it is said to be immortal.

But for some reason, when the arms of the God of the Sands touched, the God of the Sands seemed to lose its flexibility and become stiff.

There seems to be some strange energy on the Shenluo Dharma Image, which greatly reduces the flexibility of the Huangsha Dharma Image.

This energy is extremely subtle yet powerful, catching people off guard.

When he came to his senses, a horrifying scene unfolded before his eyes.

His yellow sand form has no fixed shape and can transform into any form.

However, the moment it touched the arm of the Senra Dharma Image, it abruptly froze its current form.

Then, like a chick caught in a trap, it was held in the hand of Senluo Faxiang as if its throat was being choked.

It's hard to struggle.

With a slight exertion, Senluo Faxiang snapped Huangsha Faxiang's throat.

It's not over yet.

Then he raised his hand and brought it down heavily from above, smashing the yellow sand image into a pile of loose sand with a smack.

The eighteenth prince, who had suffered such a brutal attack, turned pale and coughed up a mouthful of blood.

He glared at Senluo Faxiang with a face full of resentment. This move had almost seriously injured him, leaving him no chance to retaliate.

A feeling of fear welled up inside me.

"Ahhhhh!!"

The screams of the others reached his ears, equally tragic, which dispelled the Eighteenth Prince's initial fear, replacing it with indescribable horror.

"How could this happen?"

He looked around, the horror in his eyes growing stronger with each passing moment.

The battle ended unusually quickly.

Everyone was defeated.

They were defeated by this ordinary yet monstrous Dharma form.

They were either choked, pinched, or swung around...

The circumstances of failure varied, but the outcomes were remarkably similar.

"What kind of Dharma form is this?"

The eighteenth prince stared incredulously at the Senluo Dharma Image, its already enormous body now appearing incredibly unapproachable to him.

The so-called "tall and imposing" is not just a facade, but a demonstration of strength.

His imposing, towering figure stood in the middle, creating a striking contrast with the disheveled figures of the surrounding crowd.

At this moment, the entire venue fell silent.

The onlookers remained silent, all staring solemnly at the unbelievable scene before them.

"Very strong!"

A thought naturally popped into Yuan Tong's mind, making his heart beat a little faster.

"I'll fight you!"

Needless to say, it's both giving others time and satisfying my own burning fighting spirit.

Aside from the top geniuses of other holy kingdoms, he rarely encountered anyone who could ignite his passion.

Upon encountering this, I couldn't resist the urge to fight, and before the battle was completely over, I charged straight forward and stormed into the battlefield.

"The Three Dragons Gathering in the Cauldron: A Dharma Image!"

Yuan Tong let out a long roar, took a step forward, and left a trail of light in the void.

With a casual wave of his hand, he sent the injured people away and then came to Su Chen's side.

As his footsteps landed, a giant cauldron appeared behind him, its height almost the same as the image of the Netherworld. The cauldron was engraved with the mountains and rivers of the land, and between its three legs, a deep dragon's roar seemed to emanate.

The three dragons gathered at the cauldron, the celestial dragon representing the heavens, the terrestrial dragon representing the nation, and the human dragon representing all living beings. As soon as they appeared, the previously dark sky suddenly brightened, the gale subsided, and the sand and dust settled.

Only the two statues of the deity gaze at each other from afar.

"Your condition looks bad. I can give you time to recover."

He looked at Su Chen and noticed that the other's aura was unstable, so he spoke.

"No need."

Su Chen shook his head and said that his unstable aura was not caused by the battle just now, but by his breakthrough.

This aura is unstable and will subside soon, not affecting his combat ability.

Sure enough, as soon as he finished speaking, his aura suddenly changed, becoming sharper.

He was like a sharp blade about to be drawn, its edge fully revealed.

Upon hearing this, Yuan Tong smiled faintly: "Alright, then defeat me, or be defeated by me!"

His calm tone carried an undeniable authority, revealing a powerful sense of confidence.

Su Chen didn't answer; his waving arms were the answer.

He chuckled softly, his eyes remaining calm and unmoved by Yuan Tong's actions.

If Yuan Tong had attacked together with the others just now, he might have been somewhat wary.

But now, having reached the Great Perfection of the Dharma Aspect Realm, he dares to fight even those at the Longevity Realm.

Why fear Yuan Tong, whose Dharma Realm is perfect?

The battle was destined to end with Yuan Tong's defeat.

"Although I haven't broken through to perfection, the Great Completion realm is enough. This matter should end here!"

With a thought, Su Chen's lantern-sized eyes suddenly fell on the Three Dragons Gathering Cauldron Dharma Image.

As hundreds of arms danced, disregarding distance, they transformed into agile long snakes, swarming around the giant cauldron.

The situation is very different from before, and the positions of the two sides have changed.

Previously besieged, Su Chen has now completely reversed his position, turning the tables and launching an attack.

Upon seeing this, Yuan Tong was not angry at all; instead, she smiled.

His expression didn't change much until his arm struck the giant cauldron.

"Ok?"

But just as hundreds of arms landed on the giant cauldron, his expression suddenly changed.

A strong sense of crisis surged into my heart.

Before he could react, the giant cauldron emitted mournful cries as he manipulated it with his arm.

"what?!"

Yuan Tong was shocked. He could quickly sense that his Dharma form had been brutally destroyed.

Intense pain surged through his primordial spirit, causing his body to tremble involuntarily.

"what!"

Finally, Yuan Tong could no longer bear it, and a low growl escaped his throat.

The Three Dragons Gathering Cauldron, suspended in mid-air, was utterly powerless against the swing, which gently flung it towards the distant mountain.

boom!
The mountain collapsed, and huge rocks rolled down.

The deep voice, mixed with Yuan Tong's screams, echoed in everyone's hearts.

The world seemed to stand still at that moment.

"Where to go!"

After dealing with everyone, Su Chen leaped away and disappeared, but Yuan Jin spotted him and blocked his way.

Yuan Jin's face was gloomy, his eyes were like torches, flashing with a chilling intent.

"Kid, you think you can just walk away like that? I'm afraid it won't be that easy."

Yuan Jin said coldly, he already regarded Su Chen as the murderer who killed Yuan Yin.

"What do you intend to do?" Su Chen asked indifferently.

"Of course, it's a matter of paying with one's life for a murderer!"

After speaking, Yuan Jin suddenly stretched out a hand, his five fingers forming a claw, the claw wind fierce, tearing through the air as fast as lightning to grab Su Chen.

Su Chen's expression was solemn, and in a matter of milliseconds, he summoned the Senluo Dharma Form.

It has changed dramatically from before.

The image of the Buddha was much more solid, and his arms were almost twice as big.

"Hiss, is this his true strength?"

Yuan Tong and the others were all dumbfounded when they saw this scene.

The fact that Su Chen overpowered all the Holy Dragon Guards was already unacceptable to them, but now reality has dealt them an extremely heavy blow.

The Dharma form he displayed just now was not Su Chen's full strength.

"Truly a prodigy!"

Nie Long murmured, a sense of sorrow rising in his heart.

Having barely escaped Su Chen's influence, he unexpectedly encountered someone even more monstrous than Su Chen.

With such a person around, I fear that before he reaches the realm of immortality, he will live in the shadow of this person for the rest of his life.

Thinking of this, he wished he could immediately enter the Longevity Secret Realm to break through his cultivation level.

Suddenly, he thought of something and turned his gaze to Yuan Tong beside him.

Yuan Tong's face was extremely ugly, his expression constantly shifting between anger and unease.

They must have been shocked by Su Chen's strength, and at the same time felt humiliated.

For some reason, seeing the expressions on Yuan Tong's and the others' faces, Nie Long's depressed mood improved slightly.

"Thankfully, I'm not the one who's suffering the most!"

He smiled with relief, then looked at the battlefield ahead, a hint of curiosity in his eyes.

It remains to be seen whether Su Chen can withstand Yuan Jin's attack.

Su Chen's move was more decisive and swift than he had imagined. Before Yuan Jin could even make a move, he took the initiative to attack.

only--

"It's not a Dharma-form attack, but a divine weapon attack?"

Nie Long was slightly surprised. Su Chen had already summoned his Dharma form, but when he actually attacked, it was a divine weapon attack.

"What is he doing? Isn't this putting the cart before the horse?"

Although the grade of Su Chen's divine weapon was not discernible, it was clear that he had not yet condensed a divine weapon avatar.

To use divine weapons instead of Dharma forms to attack is, in his view, a completely misguided act.

He subconsciously felt that Su Chen's attack was tantamount to humiliating himself.

But what happened next made his eyes widen as if they were about to bulge out.

"Huh? This guy is actually planning to use a divine weapon to summon his Dharma body for a combined attack!"

After seeing through Su Chen's attack, Nie Long was stunned for a moment, finding it somewhat novel.

But inwardly he didn't think so, believing that Su Chen's attack could pose any real obstacle to Yuan Jin.

Yuan Jin shared the same idea.

Seeing Su Chen's overconfident attack, he coldly said, "Utterly foolish!"

His eyes flashed, and his sharp claws moved with unstoppable force, directly facing Su Chen's blade.

The blade's light pierced the sky, carrying unparalleled power of Dharma form, roaring in like a raging flood.

It was as if two meteorites had collided.

Boom boom boom!
At the moment of impact, a blinding light burst forth, so intense that everyone was unable to open their eyes.

Then came a series of deafening explosions, the sound waves like a tidal wave, carrying surging Yuan energy, sweeping outwards in all directions.

Some weaker martial artists could not withstand the enormous sound waves and tides, and were thrown backwards, landing in a sorry state.

Even Yuan Jin, who was in the middle of it, had to raise a barrier of Yuan energy and squint at what was in front of him.

After a long while, the energy dissipated, the storm subsided, and the dust and mist gradually cleared.

"Damn it, where is he?"

Looking at the empty plain, Yuan Jin's face changed drastically, turning as red as a pig's liver!
(End of this chapter)