Chapter 138: The Undying Evil Buddha

In the center of the martial arena, the ferocious battle between Donggong Qianxue and Mo Yingyue had reached a fever pitch.

"Hahahahaha!"

A massive, hundred-meter-tall phantom of the Maitreya Buddha hovered perpetually above Donggong Qianxue’s head. Its evil laughter, resounding like a tolling bronze bell, cascaded from the sky, making one's scalp tingle. The malevolent magic contained within that laughter seeped into Donggong Qianxue’s body. At this moment, her Divine Phoenix form had swollen to three times its original size, reaching a scale almost impossible to fathom. Cracks had begun to appear across her divine avian frame, and scorching divine blood surged forth, making her appear utterly tragic. It was clear she could not hold on much longer.

"I can hold on for five minutes at most," Donggong Qianxue thought, her heart filled with a raging battle intent. "If I don't kill this wretch Mo Yingyue within five minutes, my body will be torn apart by the magic contained in the Maitreya Buddha's evil laughter. I am a pawn of Young Master Chen; I must not bring shame to him. I have to slay this scoundrel Mo Yingyue in the shortest time possible!"

"Skree—!"

She let out a heaven-shaking phoenix cry. The seven-colored divine radiance erupting from her massive body was so brilliant that the onlookers around the arena could barely keep their eyes open.

"Whoosh!"

She whipped her wide wings with all her might, and seven-colored phoenix feathers shot out like rain, whistling toward Mo Yingyue. Each feather was imbued with terrifying power. There were simply too many of them, and the spread was too wide; Mo Yingyue had no way to dodge and was forced to swing his battle sword frantically to parry. Still, a significant number of the feathers bypassed his defense.

"Sss-sss-sss!"

The feathers pierced directly through Mo Yingyue’s body, riddling him like a sieve. His ten-meter-tall frame suddenly stiffened, and fountains of blood erupted from his wounds.

"Yue'er..." Empress Lou Meisha of the Molou Holy Kingdom trembled, her face deathly pale as she let out a soft cry. The experts from her kingdom who had accompanied her were also trembling, as if struck by lightning.

"Is he dead yet?" Donggong Qianxue stared fixedly at the gruesome sight of Mo Yingyue.

"Hahahahaha!"

The Maitreya Buddha’s evil laughter suddenly descended from above once more. Simultaneously, Mo Yingyue roared with laughter: "Ha! Donggong Qianxue, you wretch, it isn't so easy to kill me!"

As his voice fell, his ten-meter-tall body surged upward, his hands gripping his sword as he hacked viciously at Donggong Qianxue.

"Whoosh!"

A brilliant sword beam over twenty meters long was unleashed, carrying overwhelming murderous intent as it tore through the space toward her. Donggong Qianxue’s massive body darted to the side, narrowly evading the strike. Her heart was in turmoil. Clearly, after taking the Rage Ape Forbidden Pill, Mo Yingyue’s vitality had become incredibly formidable. Any ordinary cultivator would have surely perished after being riddled with holes, yet this scoundrel remained full of vigor.

"Hahahahaha!" High above, the Maitreya Buddha phantom continued to laugh maniacally. Donggong Qianxue’s phoenix body continued to swell, and more cracks appeared.

"Donggong Qianxue, prepare to die!" Mo Yingyue, fully consumed by madness, lunged through the air with his sword after missing his strike.

"Shoo! Shoo! Shoo!"

Donggong Qianxue shook her massive form, and her divine blood transformed into countless arrows of light, whistling toward Mo Yingyue. He hurriedly wove his sword into an impenetrable wall to deflect the blood, but Donggong Qianxue had already transformed into a seven-colored blur, appearing before him in an instant.

"Shink!"

The soft sound of a sharp object piercing muscle was eerily clear to everyone in the arena. Donggong Qianxue’s beak, sharper than any blade, had punched a massive hole through Mo Yingyue’s chest, utterly shattering his heart.

"Thud!"

Mo Yingyue’s ten-meter-tall body crashed to the ground, causing the vast arena to tremble.

"Yue'er..." Empress Lou Meisha trembled, crying out in grief. The Ancient Emperor, his son, and the rest of the Molou Holy Kingdom’s experts all looked livid.

Donggong Qianxue hovered in the air, looking down at the motionless Mo Yingyue. "This time, are you dead?" She looked up again, only to see the massive Maitreya Buddha phantom still sitting there, undissipated. "What is the meaning of this? Does slaying Mo Yingyue not destroy this Maitreya Buddha?"

Just then...

"Hahahahaha!" The phantom laughed again, the ghost-like, screeching sound seemingly mocking her.

"Roar!"

At the same time, Mo Yingyue, who had been lying on the ground, let out a bestial roar and suddenly sprang up: "Donggong Qianxue, you wretch, it isn't so easy to kill this Prince!"

With a gaping hole in his chest and his heart gone, he remained alive. The sight was as gruesome as it was bizarre.

"Gasp..." The crowd sucked in a cold breath, their scalps numb.

"Damn it! What kind of forbidden pill did this wretch take? His vitality is monstrously persistent—he doesn't even die when his heart is gone!" Donggong Qianxue’s heart was in turmoil. "I don't believe you won't die, you wretch!"

She grew desperate, sensing that her time was limited; if she did not kill him now, she would explode and die.

"Skree—!"

With a cry that shook the heavens, she dove downward, opening her massive talons and striking at Mo Yingyue.

"Asshole!" Mo Yingyue roared, swinging his sword to meet her.

"Clang!" The sword struck her talons, sending sparks flying. However, Donggong Qianxue did not pause; she grabbed downward, instantly seizing Mo Yingyue’s head.

"Crack!"

With a fierce squeeze, Mo Yingyue’s head exploded like a watermelon. His massive, headless body stood motionless, blood gushing from his neck in a gruesome and terrifying display.

"This time, are you finished?" Donggong Qianxue hissed, her words dripping with killing intent.

Then, she looked up, her seven-colored phoenix body trembling violently. The hundred-meter-tall Maitreya Buddha phantom was still hovering there, having not dissipated at all.