Such oppressive force, such a callous and arrogant voice.

They had already experienced it at the foot of Fanlin Temple.

After Qiu Yidao said those words, he could no longer hold back. His knees bent, and he knelt down.

Yan Wuxin, however, thudded to the ground with a plop, collapsing completely.

The presence of the Dragon King's Envoy was tangible and massive, immensely overwhelming.

Their wills collapsed instantaneously.

"Ma Yihong is here!"

Just then, a deep and compassionate voice sounded at the entrance of the deck's stairs.

Golden Buddha!

Strangely enough, as soon as Golden Buddha's voice was heard,

The mountain-like oppressive force of the Dragon King's Envoy immediately lessened considerably.

On the deck, the Golden Buddha stood proudly like a true Buddha, with his palms together in front of his chest.

Under the faint starlight, his complexion was calm, neither sad nor happy, his cheeks glowing.

The whole person had an indescribable Zen-like aura.

When Qiu Yidao and Yan Wuxin saw Golden Buddha's demeanor,

They both trembled in their hearts.

The Golden Buddha in front of them was both exceedingly familiar and utterly strange.

It was as if he had been reborn and even his soul had been renewed.

The eyes of the Dragon King's Envoy narrowed, and his expression became much more solemn.

"Ma Yihong, have you actually achieved Core Formation to Divine Communication?"

Upon hearing the Dragon King's Envoy's words,

The minds of Qiu Yidao and Yan Wixun exploded, blanking out.

Core Formation to Divine Communication!

That is the lifetime pursuit of all Martial Artists, the peak of Huaxia Martial Arts.

After a Martial Artist completes Core Formation, they begin their third evolution.

Not only does the body become more robust, but the development of the brain also reaches an unbelievable extent.

It can be said that after Core Formation, Martial Artists are no longer mere mortals but true gods!

Any Martial Artist, witnessing the birth of a True God before their very eyes,

Would experience psychological shock and impact beyond what ordinary people could imagine.

Qiu Yidao and Yan Wuxin both watched Golden Buddha intently, waiting for his response.

Golden Buddha sighed.

"I have completely let go of worldly affairs after my defeat at the High Seas, and my mind has become clear and unified."

"As a result, I have broken through my limitations. The formation of the Qi-Blood Core is indeed unpredictable."

The Dragon King's Envoy burst out laughing, "It seems that I underestimated you."

He suddenly let out a loud shout.

"However, even if you have achieved Core Formation to Divine Communication, don't think you can defy Lord Dragon King."

"Hand over the Nine Extremes!"

Golden Buddha lowered his eyes, his face calm.

"I don't understand what you are talking about, nor do I know anything about the Nine Extremes."

Just then, a voice traveled over from the coastline.

"Buddha Lord, this scoundrel has massacred those at Fanlin Temple, don't let him get away."

The figure on the shore had an unusually large head and a stout body.

In his hand was a longsword, already broken in half, his entire body covered with dark red blood.

This was none other than Three Swords, who had stayed at Fanlin Temple to recover from his wounds.

"What, you killed the monks of Fanlin Temple?"

Golden Buddha's squinted eyes suddenly widened.

A powerful and mighty aura burst forth from his entire being.

"Haha, Three Swords, for you to survive one palm from me and not die, you are indeed a remarkable character,"

The Dragon King's Envoy said while looking at Three Swords on the shore, laughing uncontrollably.

The words of the Dragon King's Envoy indirectly confirmed what Three Swords had said.

The powerful and mighty aura from Golden Buddha became even more immense.

His entire being was filled with the ferocity of Vajra Angry Eyes.

Golden Buddha's eyes bulged, and his long eyebrows nearly stood on end.

"Why did you kill the monks of Fanlin Temple?"

At this moment, the aura around the Dragon King's Envoy, on the contrary, began to withdraw.

He said indifferently, "A few monks, they're dead, so what's the big deal?"

"As for you, hiding the Nine Extremes, which I have found out about, what do you have to say now?"

After the Dragon King's Envoy finished speaking, he took something out of his pocket and threw it onto the deck.

"What do you think this is?"

The item discarded on the deck was a square bronze box, engraved with ancient and mysterious patterns.

However, the box was open, and it was empty inside.

Certainly, the contents had already been taken.

Golden Buddha could not contain his anger, his long eyebrows trembling.

"Even if I secretly kept the Nine Extremes, there is a head to the injustice and a debtor to the debt, why did you kill the monks without any reason?"

The compassionate and tranquil expression on Golden Buddha's face had disappeared.

He was grinding his teeth, as if he was ready to charge at any moment.

The Dragon King's Envoy laughed out loud again.

"You really admitted it, 'Because I like it,' are you satisfied with this reason?"

His voice became incredibly sharp and chilly.

"Those who betray Lord Dragon King deserve to die!"

"I'll kill you!"

Golden Buddha could no longer suppress the fury within his heart.

Above his head, the Essence Qi shot out straight.

With a move, Buddha's Light Shines Everywhere, he pounced towards the Dragon King's Envoy.

"Hmph, you are just a newly ascended god-level fighter, what makes you think you can take me on?"

The Dragon King's Envoy laughed loudly.

With a single palm raised, he firmly caught Golden Buddha's Buddha's Light Shines Everywhere.

Bang!

There was a loud boom, like thunder.

A huge and fierce whirlwind spiraled out from the center of the two men, blasting violently around.

Qiu Yidao and Yan Wuxin were both swept away by the whirlwind, flung outwards.

The two men crashed heavily against the railing of the ship and then fell down.

The Dragon King's Envoy stood unmoved, his face turning a shade of blue, while Golden Buddha staggered backward.

His chest heaved with boiling Qi-Blood.

Golden Buddha barely managed to suppress the fresh blood rising to his throat.

He shouted loudly and charged forward again, in a frenzy.

Not far away, Three Swords commandeered a hovercraft and rushed over, cutting through the waves.

Meng Po and the other four of the Five Ghost Kings heard the fight breaking out on the ship and all rushed over.

Everyone was shocked to see Golden Buddha and the Dragon King's Envoy fighting with their lives on the line.

Golden Buddha and the Dragon King's Envoy were exchanging blows at the bow of the ship, their fists and feet colliding with loud thuds.

The wild and powerful whirlwind lashed out like a small tornado being unleashed.

In the face of such fierce momentum, Qiu Yidao, Yan Wuxin, and the Five Ghost Kings were all unable to intervene.

In front of Golden Buddha and the Dragon King's Envoy, they simply had no right to participate.

It was as if two giant elephants were fighting, and the tiny ants could only watch from a distance.

Bang!

Another loud boom echoed.

Golden Buddha stumbled backward.

With a retch, he spat out a mouthful of blood, swaying as if he would fall.

The Dragon King's Envoy was also far from comfortable.

His complexion fluctuated between shades of green and white, and the cold smile on his lips was extremely forced.

Whiz!

A streak of sword light, like lightning, pierced the pitch-black night, aiming straight for the Dragon King Envoy's throat.

It turned out to be Three Swords who had arrived.

Among those present, only he could dare to challenge the Dragon King's Envoy without fear, his Sword Intent erupting.

"Scram!"

The Dragon King's Envoy roared furiously.

With a sweep of his wide sleeve, a formidable force instantly sent Three Swords flying away.

Three Swords's body, like a kite with its string cut, was flung three meters away.

Kneeling on one knee, he retched and vomited a large amount of fresh blood.

Seeing the immense might of the Dragon King's Envoy, everyone was dumbstruck.

Three Swords was the best fighter under Golden Buddha, unsurpassed in his swordplay.

Yet he could not withstand even one move from the Dragon King's Envoy.

This Core Formation to Divine Communication martial artist was formidable to such an extent!

However, at the cost of severe injury, Three Swords had won a crucial moment for Golden Buddha to catch his breath.

Golden Buddha circulated his Essence, suppressing the internal injury within his organs, and charged once more.

Boom!

Golden Buddha's Dragon and Tiger Prajna Vajra Palm thundered forth, striking towards the Dragon King's Envoy.

With a face as pale as gold paper, Three Swords called out loudly, "Yan Wuxin, the gun!"

If you find any errors ( broken links, non-standard content, etc.. ), Please let us know < report chapter > so we can fix it as soon as possible.