Chapter 1238: The Man In The Blue Robe

Sensing the weakening of his sword intent, Ye Guan remained silent for a few breaths before stepping forward. In an instant, the power of his three bloodlines erupted from him.

He held nothing back!

In mere moments, the entire sea turned crimson.

Boom!

The sea began to boil violently.

Outside, in the boundless spacetime region, the monk's face lit up with a faint smile. The Other Shore was a creation of Buddhist masters, designed to suppress all forms of evil in the world. Ye Guan's Mad Demon Bloodline was far from ordinary; it was an embodiment of extreme malice.

If Ye Guan refrained from using his bloodline, he might survive longer. But using it? That would only hasten his demise.

Moreover, this divine technique wasn't merely aimed at suppressing his bloodline; it was designed to eradicate its very source.

As soon as Ye Guan's Mad Demon Bloodline manifested, the sea roiled and frothed. At the same time, an ancient Buddhist chant echoed across the heavens and earth.

In an instant, Ye Guan was engulfed in flames. Not only that, but the chant also invaded his sea of consciousness.

It was trying to purify him. Ye Guan's pupils constricted. The moment the chant entered his mind, it felt as though his soul and fleshly body were being doused in molten lava. The pain was excruciating, unbearable.

Gripping the Qingxuan Sword tightly, Ye Guan desperately channeled the power of his three bloodlines. At the same time, waves of sword intent surged forth in an effort to resist the mysterious Buddhist power.

Yet no matter how hard he tried, neither his sword intent nor the might of his three bloodlines could counter the overwhelming Buddhist force.

To his horror, Ye Guan realized that his soul and fleshly body were gradually separating...

Outside, Fan Zhaodi observed Ye Guan in the Other Shore with an unflinching gaze, her expression calm and indifferent. Beside her, the Divine Attendants exchanged puzzled glances. They wondered, why wasn't she making a move?

Judging from the situation, Ye Guan stood no chance if she intervened. Was she waiting for someone?

Perhaps the Evil Dao?

The thought made one of the Divine Attendants glance toward the Tribulation World. There, two distinct auras lingered. One was overwhelmingly sinister

,

clearly Evil Dao.

Divine Attendant Pei was not familiar with the Evil Dao, but she knew it was connected to Fan Zhaodi.

The second aura, however, was calm and peaceful. Who could that be?

Boom!

Back at the Other Shore, Ye Guan's Mad Demon Bloodline and Mortal Bloodline

ignited. His soul began to drift away from his fleshly body, nearing complete separation.

The monk's smile widened at this sight.

Just then, Ye Guan, holding the Qingxuan Sword, drove it into his own abdomen.

Boom!

𝗳𝚛𝗲𝕖𝚠𝚎𝚋𝗻𝗼𝕧𝗲𝐥.𝚌𝚘𝐦

When the sword pierced Ye Guan's fleshly body, his soul and fleshly body merged.

The monk frowned, his hands clasped together in a chant. "Namo Amitabha..."

As the chant echoed, faint Buddhist lights emerged across the crimson sea. These lights penetrated Ye Guan's body, latching onto his bloodline like maggots burrowing into flesh.

His bloodline remained intact, unharmed by the chants; however, the pain was indescribable.

With bloodshot eyes, Ye Guan clenched his fists and ignited all three bloodlines.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

Three torrents of flame surged skyward. The Buddhist lights clinging to his bloodlines burned and dissolved, vanishing one by one.

The monk's expression darkened. He was about to chant again when Ye Guan suddenly pulled the Qingxuan Sword from his abdomen and thrust it into the sea before him.

Kaboom!

The sea erupted, flames spreading like a tidal wave. In an instant, the endless sea transformed into an inferno, and the entire Other Shore began to distort and waver.

The monk's face changed; he hadn't expected Ye Guan to summon such terrifying power, enough to shake the very foundations of this world.

Outside, the three Divine Attendants were visibly shaken. If they faced Ye Guan in a duel now, none believed that they would stand a chance against him.

The rate of Ye Guan's growth was simply monstrous.

Fan Zhaodi stared at Ye Guan, and her gaze was as calm as a still lake.

Inside the Other Shore, Ye Guan raised the Qingxuan Sword once more and swung it downward.

A sea of flames surged skyward.

Crack!

A sharp cracking sound echoed throughout the heavens.

Hearing it, the monk stepped forward, entering the world. Chanting fervently, he pressed his hands together. Buddhist light erupted from him, and a golden Buddhist scripture flew from between his brows.

The Sutra of Ten Thousand Tribulations!

As the golden scripture unfurled, countless ancient runes were released, each radiating a Buddhist Light. The runes stabilized the trembling world.

From the fiery sea below, streams of Buddhist Light shot skyward, converging into an overwhelming flood that bore down on Ye Guan.

Ye Guan squinted, enduring the searing pain in his body and soul. With a thought, countless swords made from sword intent erupted from within him, their brilliance flooding the inferno.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

Explosions resounded across the world. After a moment, a blood-red sword light tore through the sea of flames, slashing toward the monk.

The monk narrowed his eyes and chanted, "Buddha's Light Redemption!"

Boom!

Buddhist Light descended from the skies and entered his body. In an instant, a golden shield of Buddhist light formed around him, composed of countless sacred runes.

When Ye Guan's sword struck the shield, it trembled violently before cracking. Yet, Ye Guan himself was sent flying by the recoil.

The monk's face darkened. His shield technique had never been broken before. Among his peers, this divine spell rendered him nearly invincible. Yet Ye Guan's sword had nearly shattered it with a single strike.

Ye Guan's sword was absurdly strong. Just as the monk was reeling in shock, a flying sword shot toward him.

The Qingxuan Sword!

When the Qingxuan Sword struck the cracked shield of Buddhist Light, the shield shattered instantly, scattering into countless fragments. The monk retreated many kilometers back, but just as he came to a halt, a sword of intent attacked him from behind without warning.

The Phantom Edge!

The strike was bizarrely timed, but the monk reacted quickly. He spun around and threw a powerful punch. The punch was so fierce and domineering that it pinned the sword intent in place.

However, another sword flew toward him from behind.

The monk's eyes narrowed slightly. He stomped his right foot fiercely, summoning a surge of Buddhist Light that erupted into the sky. Yet in the blink of an eye, Ye Guan's sword cleaved through it. The monk was sent flying, and as he tumbled through the air, countless flying swords rained down upon him like a storm.

The monk let out a furious shout, "Buddha's Illumination!"

As his voice fell, waves of Buddhist light burst from him. However, they were no match for Ye Guan's sword intent and were all shattered.

Despite that, the monk managed to retreat tens of thousands of meters. Just as Ye Guan was about to attack again, the monk pulled out a Buddhist pendant and called out, "Fellow brothers, lend me your strength!"

His voice reverberated as he began chanting sutras. At the same time, an endless chorus of chants echoed throughout the heavens and earth.

He was calling for reinforcements!

The monk had finally realized that relying on his own strength was insufficient to defeat Ye Guan, even within the Other Shore. Thus, he decisively sought help.

As the chanting filled the air, the Sutra of Ten Thousand Tribulations floating in the distance trembled violently. An endless stream of Buddhist power gathered from the heavens and the earth before pouring into it.

After a moment of silence, ancient characters erupted from its pages. At the same time, countless rays of Buddhist Light descended, their terrifying pressure pinning Ye Guan in place.

The monk clasped his hands together and began to chant, "Namo Amitabha..."

Boom!

In the distance, terrifying Buddhist Light erupted from Ye Guan's body. These rays of light latched onto his bloodline, particularly the Mad Demon Bloodline.

Purification and salvation; they attacked Ye Guan once again.

With the assistance of these reinforcements, the Other Shore's purification grew exponentially stronger!

The monk glared at Ye Guan and sneered, "I'll destroy the source of your bloodline. Let's see how you defy the heavens then!"

With that, he raised two fingers and pointed at Ye Guan.

Boom!

A mysterious force of Buddhist salvation pierced Ye Guan, shooting straight into the sky and tearing through the stars.

In an unknown starfield, a man in a blue robe came to a halt. He turned to see a ray of Buddhist Light ripping through space, hurtling toward him with terrifying speed.

Sword Master Qingshan's eyes narrowed at the sight of it, and he smirked, "Finally, an excuse..."