Beauties in Simulation Cross over into Reality - Chapter 313 - 278: Western Regions Overlord
More and more chains, like a swarm of venomous snakes, shot toward Xiao Mo from all directions.
This time, the chains were incredibly fast. In the blink of an eye, they had coiled tightly around Xiao Mo’s limbs and waist.
Runes flowed across the surfaces of the chains, flickering in and out of sight as they constantly tried to suppress and corrode the surging Blood Evil Qi inside him.
Seeing Xiao Mo finally bound, the ten Abbots of the Ascension Realm were greatly invigorated. They poured even more of their Magical Power into the grand formation beneath their feet, their chanting growing louder and more solemn.
The entire mountain peak was enveloped in a vast, golden Buddha’s Light.
Xiao Mo struggled slightly, and the chains rattled in response. He pulled with force, and the chains strained as taut as a fully drawn bow, yet they did not break.
But he was not panicked. He simply called out the name of the long blade in his hand in a low voice: “Dyed Ink.”
Hearing his call, Dyed Ink carved a smooth arc of light through the air.
CLANG! CLANG! CLANG!
Amid the clear, crisp sounds of metal clashing, the sharp light of the blade slashed through chain after chain, and the long blade finally returned steadily to Xiao Mo’s palm.
The golden chains snapped and dissipated into motes of golden light.
With the long blade in hand, Xiao Mo gave another casual swing. The Blood Evil Qi, which had been restrained, erupted like a dormant volcano suddenly awakening!
The monstrous Blood Evil Qi surged into the heavens, staining even the sacred light shed by the Golden Buddha Statue in the sky with an ominous, dark red hue.
Under the impact of this violent Blood Evil, the ten Abbots were struck as if by lightning. They all spurted out a mouthful of blood in unison, their auras instantly weakening.
The light of the ever-operating grand formation beneath them dimmed drastically, nearly extinguishing.
Meanwhile, the bloody battle between the disciples of the Buddhist Sect and the Demon Sect continued.
Seeing their Sect Leader turn the tables and gain the upper hand in a single move, the members of the Demon Sect were all stirred, their fighting spirit soaring. They felt that victory was within their grasp.
However, deep within Xiao Mo’s Dao Heart, a sense of unease lingered.
The higher a Cultivator’s Cultivation Realm, the deeper their comprehension of the Laws of the Great Dao of Heaven and Earth.
Their sixth sense would often manifest as a mysterious premonition, allowing them to vaguely perceive impending fortune or disaster in the unseen world.
At this moment, Xiao Mo’s Dao Heart was screaming a warning.
“Sigh…”
Abbot Xujing let out a heavy sigh.
The next moment, he and the other nine Abbots simultaneously took out their Lifebound Magical Artifacts.
Zen Staffs, Buddhist Beads, Wooden Fish, and other various Magical Artifacts transformed into ten streaks of light, flying toward the solemn Golden Buddha Statue in mid-air and resonating with it.
The ten of them gave it their all, pouring nearly every last bit of their Spiritual Power into their Magical Artifacts without reservation.
The Golden Buddha Statue in the sky glowed ever brighter, its brilliant golden light scattering across ten thousand miles of the firmament, as if the Gods and Buddhas themselves had descended.
The Demon Blade “Dyed Ink” in Xiao Mo’s hand began to hum incessantly, its body trembling slightly as if in response to this world-destroying pressure.
“Are you afraid?” Xiao Mo asked the long blade in his palm in a low voice.
Dyed Ink’s reply came clearly into the lake of his heart: ’How could you say such a thing, Master? Right now, I… am very excited!’
“These ten Buddhist Magical Artifacts, together with this Golden Buddha Statue, already faintly possess the might of the Great Dao,” Xiao Mo said, his tone still calm. “We might die.”
’We Artifact Spirits are fundamentally inanimate objects. To die on the battlefield is the best fate we could ask for. Besides, to die together with Master would be my greatest honor.’
“Good,” a blood-red glint flashed in Xiao Mo’s eyes. “Then let’s find out—just what these so-called Gods and Buddhas are made of!”
He raised his long blade horizontally, the blood-red Evil Qi behind him rising and condensing like beacon fires.
In just a blink of an eye, a Heaven and Earth avatar stood behind Xiao Mo.
Its presence could swallow the heavens, its might could shake the earth.
High above in the firmament, the Golden Buddha Statue lowered its gaze and slowly raised a colossal palm, bringing it down to cover the sky.
The golden Palm Seal descended like a collapsing mountain, carrying supreme Buddha’s Authority as it sought to completely suppress Xiao Mo.
Its momentum swept across the entire world, and the very winds and clouds changed color.
Fearless, Xiao Mo faced the sky-blotting golden palm and swung his blade—
In an instant, the golden Palm Seal and the blood-red slash of the blade collided with a deafening roar!
BOOM!!! A tremendous explosion shook the nine heavens, and the entire firmament seemed on the verge of being torn apart by the impact.
The earth quaked violently, and rivers churned and flowed backward.
Whether they were Demon Cultivators or Buddhist Disciples, none could continue fighting. All scrambled to defend themselves with all their might against the world-destroying aftershocks.
An unknown number of Cultivators fainted from the impact.
Some Cultivators who were closer and of a lower Realm had their Divine Souls obliterated, their bodies and Dao perishing completely.
Beyond the main peak of Kongnian Temple, countless mountains were razed to the ground.
In the quiet courtyard on Kongnian Temple’s rear mountain, Wangxin couldn’t see what was happening outside, as the area was protected by a Barrier.
But just then, a colossal boom echoed through, and Little Chaos trembled in fright, hurriedly burrowing into Wangxin’s embrace and timidly peeking out with half its head.
A violent storm of Spiritual Power swept over. Wangxin’s heart tightened, sensing grave danger. A Golden Lotus bloomed in response, enveloping her and the small beast in her arms.
CRASH!
The gale of Spiritual Power howled past, and the entire courtyard collapsed, sending dust and smoke everywhere. Only the Golden Lotus remained standing, its light flowing serenely.
After a long while, the rampaging Spiritual Power finally dissipated, and peace returned to the world.
Cracks spread like a spiderweb from the palm of the Golden Buddha Statue, which eventually dissolved into specks of golden light that scattered on the wind into the firmament.
The ten Buddhist Immortal Soldiers fell from high in the sky, each transforming into a streak of light and re-entering its master’s body.
Xiao Mo hovered in mid-air, the blood-red Evil Qi still swirling around him.
He gripped his long blade tightly and walked step by step toward Xujing and the others.
Although the ten Abbots were still floating in the air, they were spent forces. Their auras were in disarray, and the Immortal Soldiers in their hands were covered in cracks, their Buddha’s Light dim.
Xiao Mo was not much better off.
His long sleeves were tattered, and blood trickled from the corner of his mouth. The blade of Dyed Ink was also chipped, resembling a saw’s edge.
“It seems your Buddha couldn’t kill me after all.”
Xiao Mo watched Xujing calmly.
From his gaze, Xujing could not see the slightest hint of joy in victory.
It was as if he didn’t care about any of it.
“We have lost.” Xujing took a deep breath and closed his eyes. “Kill us or cut us to pieces, do as you please.”
The moment Xujing’s words fell, it signified the complete fall of the Buddhist Sect. The Qi Fortune of the entire Western Regions converged like rivers flowing into the sea, all of it settling upon Xiao Mo.
From this day forward, Xiao Mo was the Western Regions Overlord!
Xiao Mo took a deep breath, gripped his long blade, and continued to walk forward.
The eyes of the Buddhist Disciples were filled with despair, while the members of the Demon Sect could not hide their ecstasy.
From this day forward, the Demon Sect would completely dominate the Buddhist Sect!
With this battle, Xiao Mo had put an end to the thousand-year conflict between Buddhists and demons, unifying the Western Regions for the first time!
When Xiao Mo was about thirty feet from Xujing and the others, he slowly raised the long blade in his hand.
But just as Xiao Mo was about to strike, a young woman spread her arms and stood resolutely in front of him.
