Immortal Creation.

Chapter 672 The Lord's Scheme Comes True
An indescribable roar erupted!
A beam of Buddha light shot into the sky, and terrifying turbid air from the earth's core formed a shockwave that swept outwards in all directions.

As the Buddha's intent arose during the calamity's extinction, the air currents, turbid air, and Buddha's light rapidly weakened until they vanished.

It's raining.

The water vapor was also rising and churning.

The tributary of the River of Oblivion is less than one percent the size of the river, and its waters contain broken strings of beads and ice coffins frozen in the surrounding waters.

The illusory and broken body of the Buddha of Nirvana floated silently.

His body had shrunk by more than 80% compared to its original size and was covered with shocking wounds. From these wounds, specks of Buddhist light continuously leaked out, and his aura plummeted to the deepest part of the valley, as if he might disintegrate at any moment.

But His right hand was steadily holding something—the broken and battered body of half of the Earthly Fiend God!
The tributary of the River of Oblivion, unattended, was easily crossed by the phantom of the Buddha of Nirvana.

The phantom of Buddha carried half of the body of the Earthly Fiend God and ascended the altar step by step.

The Earthly Fiend God reacted, slowly reaching out to grasp the arm of the phantom of the Buddha of Nirvana.

But He had already reached his limit by only managing to do this one action.

The Earthly Fiend God roared in extreme resentment, then disintegrated on its own, turning into a huge cloud of yellow smoke and dust that enveloped the altar, using its last bit of strength to stop the enemy.

The illusory image of Buddha shook his head and smiled faintly: "I would rather be distracted and disintegrate than give up my last bit of strength to stop me."

"Lord of the River of Oblivion, you have lost your mind."

"If you remain distracted, it will draw upon the last bit of power of my natal Buddha wheel, which will be used to suppress you."

He released his hand, spread his five fingers, and let the yellow smoke and sand dissipate.

The Buddha opened his broken, withered feet, which seemed ready to fall apart at any moment, and stepped, one step at a time, up the stairs to the altar, climbing to the highest point.

The blood-red light that once enveloped the altar was now just a millstone-like mass.

In this bloody light, the skull of the Heavenly Demon had dissolved into a mass of deep blue liquid.

The phantom of the Buddha of Nirvana held his only remaining right hand in front of his chest, palm upright, and chanted: "The sunken ship sinks to the bottom, the withered tree grows green only after death. The defeat hides the game of celestial chess, and the faint light is the Dipper."

He stood atop the altar, extended his right hand, and dipped his fingers into the blood-red light, touching the deep blue liquid.

In an instant, the liquid suddenly reverted to its original state, transforming into a deep blue skull.

The illusory image of the Buddha of Nirvana, which had been as calm as a still well, underwent its first dramatic change!

His eyes widened, revealing an incredulous joy.

He recited the second half of the poem: "Having walked the steps to heaven, I now recognize your face for the first time. In that instant, I forgot everything, and the Buddha revealed my original name."

"I see!"

Before going to battle, the silent ghost monk successfully prayed to Buddha and obtained this cryptic verse.

Only now did He realize the meaning of this revelation.

The Buddha revealed his original name, which directly points to this acquired talent!
This is both the result of the Lord of Wangchuan's century-long plan to align with his own innate talent and the result of the Silent Ghost Monk's selfless battle and heavy bet, which won him the opportunity to gain Buddhist favor!

This talent is a game-changer for the Lord of the River of Oblivion, and it will also be of great use to the Silent Ghost Monk, propelling him to new heights.

Even the silent ghost monk couldn't help but feel overjoyed, which made the Buddhist intent of Nirvana even dimmer.

In fact, the entire Buddha image was also fading, like a thick fog being exposed to the sunlight, visibly thinning out.

"The main body hasn't arrived yet since the battle began?"

"Even if we stayed away before to lull Lord Wangchuan and the others into a false sense of security, now it's time."

"Was it tripped up by something?"

A hint of worry flashed across the phantom image of the Buddha of Nirvana.

"Ok?"

His gaze paused, then fell upon Ning Zhuo, Qing Chi, and Luo Si.

Ning Zhuo and Qing Chi were very patient, waiting for Luo Si to recover as much as possible. In the end, they heard the most shocking explosion, and then the smoke dissipated, and there was no more sound of fierce fighting.

Ignoring the treatment, Luo Si opened her eyes and urged Ning Zhuo to set off.

As the three rushed out of the passage, they saw the phantom of the Buddha of Nirvana holding the skull of a celestial demon, his face beaming with undisguised joy.

call!
Luo Si exhaled a breath of stale air: "I never expected the final winner to be the Silent Ghost Monk!"

"The Silent Ghost Monk?" Ning Zhuo asked curiously.

Qing Chi frowned and scanned the battlefield of the altar: "Where did Lord Wangchuan go? Was he eliminated by this Buddha?"

She came with a heart full of revenge, eagerly seeking out her enemies.

Cough cough cough...

Lord Wangchuan coughed violently several times.

In a matter of seconds, he traversed thousands of miles and, with the help of the Heaven-Connecting Earth Array, was teleported back to the Immortal City of Forgotten River.

The cultivators surrounding the area immediately bowed to Lord Wangchuan upon seeing him.

Lord Wangchuan glanced behind him first and saw the empty Earth Array Heart. His pupils shrank and anger surged into his heart.

"A bunch of trash!"

"Even the turbid air in the lungs could not be contained."

"What about that person?"

The cultivators hurriedly spoke up, all apologizing.

"Get out of here." Lord Wangchuan had no time to deal with these people and simply waved them away.

Once he was alone, he immediately sat cross-legged and began to rest while using the array to remotely monitor the altar.

Although he fled on his own initiative and teleported back to his base camp, he still did not give up completely.

Upon seeing the Silent Buddha figure ascend the altar to perform the bone-crushing ritual, the leader of the Wangchuan Underworld revealed a smug smile and muttered to himself, "Silent Ghost Monk, this altar is not so easy to climb."

As these words were still spoken, the phantom of the Buddha of Nirvana on the altar suddenly changed his expression and looked down.

His Buddha body began to dissipate in large chunks!

This altar is no ordinary object; it is the core of the Celestial Formation, a powerful artifact! To ascend it, three conditions must be met simultaneously.

First, the spiritual foundation of at least a million people.

Secondly, there must be enough malevolent energy to suppress it.

Third, one must have a destiny strong enough to withstand divine retribution!

The phantom of the Buddha of Nirvana is a temporary divine body formed by the power of the Buddha of Nirvana, which is the Buddha Wheel of Destiny. Naturally, it has no soul or spiritual foundation.

The phantom of the Buddha of Nirvana was filled with the essence of Nirvana, an essence that was quite terrifying and difficult to coexist with other states of mind. This was evident in the fact that, no matter how powerful the Earthly Fiend God's primordial energy was, it could not erode the Buddha's body during the battle.

Therefore, he did not possess any malevolent aura.

As for destiny, there's even less of that. If the Buddha of Nirvana were to descend personally, he would certainly fulfill this requirement. Perhaps the Silent Ghost Monk in his true form could as well. But the natal Buddha Wheel is merely a magical artifact; how can it be considered a destiny?
Without a destined fate, how can one withstand divine retribution?
The Lord of the River of Oblivion offered sacrifices to the Heavenly Realm of the Underworld, and the power of the Underworld gave birth to the skull of the Heavenly Ghost. In other words, the Lord of the River of Oblivion received the support of the Underworld.

Those who obstructed and defeated the phantom of the Buddha of Nirvana, the Lord of the River of Oblivion, will naturally suffer divine retribution.

The power of the heavens!

This caused a large-scale collapse of the Nirvana Buddha.

"We've fallen into their trap!" In an instant, the Silent Ghost Monk's consciousness finally realized what was happening.

Previously, the retreat of the Lord of the River of Oblivion was both a strategic retreat to avoid death and the beginning of a scheme. He even deliberately dispersed the Earthly Fiends and Turbid Gods to completely reassure the Silent Ghost Monk's consciousness!
The silent ghost monk, guided by his divine sense, ascended the altar, thus stepping into a trap.

He had no clue from the old man with gray bones and was unaware of the strangeness on the altar.

If the Silent Ghost Monk were here, with endless thoughts flowing through his mind and ideas as fast as lightning, he might be able to sense the conspiracy and become vigilant, thus not rushing onto the stage.

However, the Buddha's body was only temporarily occupied by the consciousness of the Silent Ghost Monk, and after fighting for so long, both the Buddha's power and consciousness were exhausted to the limit, leaving him in an extremely poor state.

As the saying goes, even the wisest person can make a mistake.

Lord Wangchuan also saw this point and took advantage of it to devise a plan.

He succeeded!

The power of divine retribution clung to the illusory image of Buddha, and could not be dispelled.

The phantom of the Buddha of Nirvana sighed, took the skull of the Heavenly Demon, and rose to his feet.

He knew that he was doomed, but in the end, he might be the winner.

"If I do my best to leave this place, I might be able to reunite with my original body."

His essence is the Buddha Wheel of Destiny, so he naturally cannot use the Heavenly Ghost Skull. However, as long as he reunites with his main body and delivers the skull to his main body before the Lord of the River of Oblivion returns, he will have won!

"If we can't meet up, bury this bone halfway there and try to buy some time."

"If this happens, we can only hope that the original entity can find it sooner."

Just as the image of the Buddha of Nirvana flew off the altar, a loud crash was heard.

The waves surged again, and the tributary of the River of Oblivion, like a giant water python, pursued them.

The silent Buddha figure focused his attention and quickly discovered the ice coffin and string of beads in the tributary.

The ice coffin had been mostly worn away, and the Nether Dragon Scissors inside vibrated slightly, radiating power outwards. The string of beads was incomplete, only about 30% intact, but under the power of the Nether Dragon Scissors, it could still control the tributaries of the River of Oblivion.

Of course, all of this wouldn't be possible without the true form of the Lord of the River of Oblivion. He is currently residing in the Immortal City of Oblivion, remotely directing operations, and is firmly established as invincible!

The image of the silent Buddha sank in my heart.

The battle has reached a stalemate, and it's hard to say who will emerge victorious.

Will He collapse first, or temporarily break free from the tributary of the River of Oblivion?

"No matter what, get rid of them first." The phantom of the Buddha of Nirvana suddenly changed direction and turned towards Ning Zhuo, Qing Chi, and Luo Si.

"Oh no." Ning Zhuo immediately felt a surge of malice wash over him.

“This Buddha statue has ill intentions!” Qing Chi was also very perceptive in this regard.

"Retreat quickly!!" Luo Si shouted. He was in very poor condition, and his combat strength had dropped to the level of an ordinary Golden Core cultivator.

It's too late, but it's soon.

The phantom of the Buddha of Nirvana has already extended a finger and pointed it at the three people.

He did not attack Ning Zhuo and Qing Jiaojun before because he had just escaped and realized that Ning Zhuo and his group were the human tribulations of the Lord of Wangchuan, and deduced that they were the result of the evolution of the destiny of the mortal world.

The enemy of my enemy is my friend, so He did not take action, but instead focused all His attention on the Lord of the River of Oblivion.

But now that the situation is clear, He needs to compete with the Lord of the River of Oblivion again.

Both the Silent Ghost Monk and the Lord of the River of Oblivion were in extremely poor condition, weakened to a certain extreme.

In this situation, Ning Zhuo and others became a huge threat!
"These people are the calamities of the Lord of the River of Oblivion, with the Heavenly Destiny of the mortal realm supporting them. If we let them go unchecked, they might become the biggest winners!"

The Silent Ghost Monk arrived here to fight fiercely and stop the Lord of the River of Oblivion from his path. On one hand, it was a blood feud between the two sides, and on the other hand, it was the Buddhist affinity implied in the cryptic message.

Of course, he wouldn't give up his affinity with Buddhism so easily!

In that instant, alarm bells rang in Ning Zhuo, Qing Chi, and Luo Si's hearts, and their hair stood on end.

Luo Si pushed Ning Zhuo and Qing Chi aside: "I'll block them..."

Even before the shout reached this point, the finger force pierced through the air and descended.

At the critical moment, a beam of Buddhist light suddenly burst forth from Ning Zhuo's divine sea!
A beam of Buddha's light shot into the sky, emanating from Ning Zhuo's body.

The fingertip of the phantom Buddha of Nirvana sensed the Buddha's light and immediately vanished without a trace.

"What is this... Buddhist treasure?!" The Silent Ghost Monk's consciousness was shaken violently, utterly bewildered.

But the next moment, something even more horrifying happened.

The Buddha's body suddenly lost control; it was as if the Buddha himself had descended with his will, casting an inquiring gaze upon Ning Zhuo.

"Who is he? How could he attract such attention from the Buddha?!" The silent ghost monk's consciousness trembled again, shocked.

My Buddha's Heart is Seal of Demons!
Ning Zhuo was also full of surprise and doubt, not expecting that the treasure seal in his divine sea would be activated at this time.

"No!" The Silent Ghost Monk gritted his teeth. He was horrified to discover that the out-of-control Buddha body was actually trying to throw the Heavenly Ghost Skull to Ning Zhuo.

"This is mine, this is my destiny with Buddhism!!"

The Silent Ghost Monk is the Silent Ghost Monk, and the Nirvana Buddha is the Nirvana Buddha.

In order to preserve his connection with Buddhism, the silent ghost monk, whose divine consciousness resided in his natal Buddha wheel, resolutely dispelled the invocation technique.

The Buddha's body completely collapsed.

The power of divine retribution followed closely, continuing to fall upon the Buddha's wheel.

Click, click...

The Buddha wheel slowly rotated, cracks appearing everywhere.

As the light dimmed, the Silent Ghost Monk summoned his last bit of power and forcefully hurled the Heavenly Ghost Skull.

The skull was enveloped by a burst of Buddhist power, and like a shooting star, it moved with incredible speed, disappearing into the sky in the blink of an eye.

The Buddha wheel collapsed under the power of divine retribution, and the divine consciousness of the silent ghost monk within it was exhausted. The Buddha wheel seemed to have been reduced to an ordinary bronze object and fell from the sky.

Luo Si subconsciously used his fishing skills, casting out half of the River of Oblivion ferry line, entangled the Buddha wheel, and hooked it into his hand.

The Buddha wheel was so badly damaged that it offered no resistance whatsoever throughout the entire process.

"Let's hurry and chase after them!" Qing Chi activated his Night Wanderer Technique and pursued the direction in which the Heavenly Ghost Skull had disappeared.

"Wait, get inside my mechanical dragon." Ning Zhuo patted his belt, releasing the Ten Thousand Mile Dragon!

The three of them crawled into the dragon and immediately started it.

The dragon soared through the air in an instant and disappeared from its original spot.

In the Immortal City of Oblivion, the Lord of Oblivion's eyes gleamed with a sinister light, and a cold, sharp smile curved his lips: "In the end, the final winner is still me!"

Amidst the vast expanse of the dragon, Qing Chi explored everywhere, his eyes filled with astonishment: "Little Ma, how did you acquire such a treasure? When did you get it?"

Luo Si, usually calm and collected, spoke with a slight excitement: "This is the Ten Thousand Mile Dragon, capable of traversing the void. With it, we can cross ten thousand miles, arriving first even after starting later, and easily reach the front of the Heavenly Ghost Skull to ambush it!"

Ning Zhuo: "It's a pity that the Wanli Youlong can't penetrate the barrier of the magic array, otherwise we would have had a much easier time in the battle just now."

Ripples spread through the space, and then a dragon soaring for thousands of miles appeared out of thin air.

After waiting for a while, the three of them saw no trace of the Heavenly Ghost Skull.

"How could this be?" Qing Chi frowned.

Luo Si and Ning Zhuo's eyes met in mid-air, and they said in unison, "Altar!"

(End of this chapter)