Immortal of the Nine Realms-Chapter 1482: Thousand Buddha Palm

When Fang Chen returned to the Black Dragon, he was still deep in thought.

If Shao Guangyin has awakened the memories of his past life, then he's just like Ji Tianjun and Little Immortal Honglian. He knows who he is and what he must do. The key Ji Tianjun and the others are seeking is in Wang Chongsong's hands, so if Shao Guangyin is a demon, and he suspects that the key is with Wang Chongsong, then his scheming against Senior Sister might be to lure Wang Chongsong into showing himself?

It's possible, but only if Shao Guangyin truly is a demon. If not, then there must be another reason.

Ji Gang and the others saw Fang Chen lost in thought and didn't disturb him until he finally looked up.

"Core Disciple Fang, how did the negotiation go?"

Everyone gathered around: Ji Gang, Elder Qin, Lin Dong, Yu Tiange, Nanming Shaoze, and Lin Yuan. All of them were eager to hear the results.

Fang Chen briefly recounted the conversation that had taken place on the island. Upon learning that the Blood and Flesh Divine Palace and Taiyi Immortal Sect, intimidated by their Senior Sister's power, had chosen not to interfere, everyone felt more at ease, and even Ji Gang became visibly relaxed.

Ji Gang smiled at everyone. "That's good news. Rulai Monastery wanted to drag them into the fight, but now that they've failed, their morale must have taken a hit."

He paused, then he asked curiously, "Core Disciple Fang, what's our position in the lineup?"

"Last. Senior Sister said we'll go on stage at the end," Fang Chen answered.

Some were delighted. Others were disappointed.

A sugar glider popped out from Fang Chen's collar, yawned, and said, "Being last means not having to fight at all. What a wasted trip. I'm going to sleep. Wake me when we're back at Enlightenment Star."

With that, she immediately fell into a deep slumber.

Fang Chen looked curious. "Fellow Disciple Ji, is Mi Yu always like this when she's at the Enlightenment God Palace?"

Ji Gang shook his head. "Not quite. She only gets sleepy when traveling outside."

Everyone was dumbfounded. That was pure laziness. Lazy people all shared one trait. They were drowsy when working and energetic when idle.

Ji Gang chuckled. "Still, what she said makes sense. We probably won't get a chance to fight this time."

Elder Qin and Lin Dong exchanged a glance of relief. But Lin Yuan and the others looked disappointed. They had wanted to fight alongside Fang Chen against Rulai Monastery's Thousand Armed Formation.

Lin Dong went to inform the vanguard teams under their command. When they learned that they likely wouldn't need to go into battle, almost everyone was secretly overjoyed. After all, they would still earn their thirty years of exploration on Great Thunder Sound even if they didn't contribute to the battle, making immense gains.

"Maybe this time, I'll finally get the resources to advance to the second transformation," mumbled Wang Xuan, longingly looking toward the Black Dragon, suppressing his envy and quietly clenching his fists.

***

Forty-eight hours later, the grand formation of the Enlightenment God Palace started to close in on Great Thunder Sound Temple.

The island had vanished, and apart from Rulai Monastery, all other sects' Immortal Boats had withdrawn to a safe distance to avoid suspicion.

Xie Aman's Black Dragon flared with immortal energy. Tens of thousands of Immortal Boats rippled with it, merging into the form of a long, sleek black dragon that slowly detached from the ranks. Even the vastest void beasts, thousands of meters long, looked like ants beside their formation.

"Shao Guangyin, come out and face me!" said the Black Dragon with a thunderous roar, a sound born of surging immortal essence.

The core disciples of Rulai Monastery looked grim, while Shao Guangyin smiled faintly. Around him, tens of thousands of Immortal Boats attached themselves to his form, emitting radiant light.

In an instant, a Thousand Armed Guanyin, no less majestic than the Black Dragon, appeared in the void. Countless arms moved as if swaying in the breeze, mesmerizing to behold. The longer a person looked, the more entranced they became, as if their very spirit were drifting away.

At that moment, the third sister's voice echoed in everyone's ears. "Don't stare at Shao Guangyin. He's already using Formation Immortal Arts. Fall under its spell, and at best you'll be gravely wounded, at worst, you'll die."

"Those monks from Rulai Monastery are truly shameless," cursed the fourth elder. "The fight hasn't even begun, and he's already activated his Formation Art!"

Everyone was stunned, especially the explorers following the Black Dragon. They had never witnessed anything like this. They couldn't even look directly at it?

One stubborn cultivator tried, and within seconds felt the world spinning, his very soul slipping away. He soon broke free, drenched in cold sweat. He didn't dare glance at the Thousand Armed Formation again.

"We can't even look at it.... An ordinary core disciple wouldn't be able to fight something like this," someone murmured in awe.

It was like going into a duel blind and having to rely on the other senses to fight. 𝓯𝙧𝓮𝓮𝒘𝓮𝙗𝙣𝒐𝒗𝒆𝓵.𝓬𝓸𝒎

"Shao Guangyin, you bald donkey, you're quick to start!" Xie Aman's voice rang out.

At once, the Black Dragon Formation went berserk, showing no sign of forming its own Formation Art. Instead, it charged straight at the Thousand Armed Formation for a direct melee clash.

Seeing that his Formation Art had little effect on Xie Aman, who was still charging headlong into close combat, Shao Guangyin's expression darkened. He dispelled his art and switched to raw battle. The two formations clashed in the endless void.

From afar, it looked as if a star-sized black dragon was locked in a fierce struggle with a star-sized Buddha.

"Senior Sister wants to conserve her strength and test if Shao Guangyin has any trump cards. That's why she chose to fight at close range," said Ji Gang to Fang Chen, watching with awe. "When it comes to close-range combat, there are few in the entire Fangcun Realm who could face her."

Fang Chen nodded slightly. Senior Sister's control of the Black Dragon Formation showed exquisite mastery. Every move cut through illusion and went straight for the opponent's core weakness. If Shao Guangyin slipped even once, the Thousand Armed Formation would suffer a devastating blow.

Many cultivators in the expedition teams were entranced. Some even seemed to gain sudden insights from watching, their auras surging as if on the verge of enlightenment.

Across the field, in the Blood and Flesh Divine Palace camp, Ye Qingqiu curled his lip. "Xie Aman is refusing to use her Formation Immortal Art and insisting on a close-range battle. Is she just showing off before us?"

A core disciple smiled wryly. "If it's truly close combat, she alone could slaughter us all without breaking a sweat."

Everyone nodded silently. Even Shao Guangyin, Rulai Monastery's genius, was struggling to keep up. The fight had just started, yet he was already falling behind Xie Aman's onslaught

Then suddenly, the Black Dragon lashed its tail.

Boom!

A thunderous explosion shook the void as bursts of flame erupted across the Thousand Armed Formation. Countless Immortal Boats were destroyed, falling like shooting stars.

Shao Guangyin's face darkened, and the Thousand Armed Formation's aura surged. Countless arms extended forward in unison.

"Thousand Buddha Palm!"

In that instant, a Buddhist light flooded the endless void. It was as if countless giant Buddhas had manifested across the heavens, each one larger than any Formation ever forged.