Xuan Yi Zhenren was dead, his body and bones completely vanished.

After this battle, the Buddha’s child was unscathed except for a small tear in his robe.

Was Xuan Yi Zhenren too weak?

Absolutely not.

With a cultivation level at the Body Fusion stage, countless experiences from past lives, and a top-grade sacred weapon, he would have been invincible in the same realm if not for encountering the Buddha’s child, who seemed to be cheating fate.

After all, Xuan Yi Zhenren was a reincarnated divine bridge, which spoke volumes about his strength.

The Buddha’s child was overwhelmingly powerful, to the point of suffocation.

Perhaps the Buddha’s child had indeed used all his strength, but he hadn’t reached his limit.

“Dao Friend Xuan Yi… has fallen.”

In the Kunlun Realm, a group of old fellows, half buried in the earth, stared blankly, unable to accept the reality.

“He once traversed the Restricted Zone, ascended the divine bridge, and endured countless hardships to gain a second chance at life. Yet, he fell here.”

Those who knew Xuan Yi Zhenren, no matter how powerful, couldn’t remain calm. Their hearts were in turmoil, their expressions varied to the extreme.

“The Buddha’s child from the Eastern Land, why is he so… terrifying?”

To earn such an evaluation from a group of top-tier figures, the younger generation could only be referring to the Buddha’s child.

Xuan Yi Zhenren agreed to fight because many powerful figures had promised him something.

If he obtained the Emperor’s weapon fragment, he could study it first and receive some rare treasures and resources.

Who would have thought that this monk from the Eastern Land possessed such terrifying combat power, capable of sweeping across the world? Had Xuan Yi Zhenren known the outcome, he wouldn’t have dared to step forward.

Unfortunately, it had already happened.

“Amitabha.” Within the battlefield barrier, the Buddha’s child put away his supernatural powers, clasped his hands together, and wore a serene, harmless expression. “My Buddha is merciful.”

The battle was over. Even if the powerful figures from the Imperial Province were unwilling to lift the barrier, Dugu Changkong could forcibly open it.

After a dozen breaths, Dugu Changkong created a gap in the barrier.

The Buddha’s child walked out through the gap, his simple robe fluttering in the chaotic starry storm, his gaze compassionate.

“Thank you, little master.”

Seeing the Buddha’s child suppress Xuan Yi Zhenren, Dugu Changkong’s heart trembled violently, deeply shocked. However, having experienced countless vicissitudes, he quickly regained his composure.

“It was a small effort.”

The Buddha’s child bowed in return.

Killing a reincarnated divine bridge powerhouse with such calmness.

No wonder he was the Buddha’s child meticulously cultivated by the Eastern Land!

Perhaps because the Buddha’s child was too perfect, like a figure atop the clouds, untouched by any dust.

Thus, the Old Monk had multiple reasons for wanting the Buddha’s child to participate in the world’s struggles.

To form a bond with the Qing Sect, assist Chen Qingyuan, and protect his Dao.

To open the world’s situation and herald the Buddhist Sect’s return to the world. The flourishing of the Buddhist Sect would better save all beings.

To let the Buddha’s child experience the myriad aspects of life, so he could reach higher positions in the future.

Without entering the mundane world, how could one see through it?

“Buddha’s child, you hide your strength well!”

Chen Qingyuan looked at the Buddha’s child standing before him, eyes wide.

The Buddha’s child smiled slightly, not answering, very humble.

“A cultivation level at the Body Fusion stage, enough to crush all peers.”

The cultivation levels of evildoers everywhere were generally at the Divine Transformation Realm. If the Buddha’s child fought seriously, it would be a dimensional reduction attack, and no one could withstand it.

Even if Chen Qingyuan revealed his Saint-grade Three-Dan Pill foundation, he probably couldn’t withstand it and would just get beaten.

“I’m curious.” Chen Qingyuan whispered, “You’re so strong, why do you want to travel with me?”

“Fate.” The Buddha’s child pondered for a moment and answered.

“Fate?”

Chen Qingyuan frowned slightly, muttering to himself.

Forget it, no point in thinking about it.

The matters of monks were too complicated to understand.

After thinking for a long time without any result, Chen Qingyuan suppressed all those questions to the bottom of his heart, no longer pondering.

Winning the second battle had already secured that Emperor’s weapon fragment.

If they lost the final battle, the top figures of the Imperial Province would take away a strand of the Emperor’s Mark Law from the fragment. This would undoubtedly have a significant impact on Wu Junyan’s body.

This challenge was indeed unfavorable for Dugu Changkong’s side, but for long-term stability, it had to be done.

“Is there still a need for the final battle?”

Although Dugu Changkong’s strength was indeed formidable, almost unmatched, he was ultimately just one person. How could he guard against the greed of the world’s powerful figures?

Winning this challenge would deter those old fellows from acting secretly in the future.

“Of course, we must fight!”

An extremely unwilling voice came from within the vortex.

If they couldn’t get the Emperor’s weapon fragment, they would find a way to obtain a strand of the Emperor’s Mark Law, which would greatly benefit cultivation on the divine bridge. It might even reveal the location of the broken bridge.

If luck was on their side and they crossed the broken bridge in one go, then…

Though it was a wild dream, one must always have dreams. Who knows, they might get lucky.

“The third battle, let this monk handle it!”

The Buddha’s child said to Dugu Changkong.

The previous battle hadn’t exhausted the Buddha’s child much; he still had energy left.

“Alright.”

Dugu Changkong was naturally willing. The Buddha’s child’s strength was evident, and there would be no unexpected outcomes.

However, some people didn’t want the Buddha’s child to fight again.

“Wait.” The powerful figures from the Kunlun Realm transmitted their voices through the vortex, reaching everyone’s ears. “Those who have fought cannot fight again.”

“Are you afraid?”

Dugu Changkong glanced in the direction of the vortex, a slight smirk on his lips, tinged with mockery.

“We must give other young people a chance.”

The old figures of the Kunlun Realm conceded.

Looking across the world, it was hard to find a peer who could surpass the Buddha’s child.

To obtain a strand of the Great Emperor’s Dao Mark, losing face was a small price to pay!

“There was no such agreement beforehand. Isn’t it too late to change the rules now?”

Dugu Changkong did not agree to this proposal.

“Do you not want to avoid complications?” The old figures of the Kunlun Realm, after discussion, made a collective decision. “The Buddha’s child from the Eastern Land cannot fight again. We are willing to swear that regardless of the outcome of this battle, the older generation of the thirty-six sects of the Imperial Province will not resort to despicable means for the Emperor’s weapon fragment. If violated, the Heavenly Dao will not tolerate it, and our foundations will be severed, our souls destroyed.”

“Good!”

This was the result Dugu Changkong wanted, to secure as much time as possible for his disciple’s stable growth.

“The third battle will take place in five days.”

This message spread across the void, and the laws on the vortex gradually dissipated.

Cultivators from various realms watched this scene, their hearts trembling, too shocked to speak.

All eyes turned to the Buddha’s child, their gazes complex.

To make the top-tier figures at the highest level so apprehensive, the Buddha’s child’s performance was indeed extraordinary!

“A battle that shook the world.”

From then on, any cultivator with even the slightest awareness knew of the Buddha’s child’s might.