Chapter 228
And so everyone saw…
In midair…
Bodhidharma sat cross-legged—transformed into a golden Buddha surrounded by rising mantras—but none could reach beyond three feet before being shattered by Spirit Swords!
The five swords moved swiftly—trapping Bodhidharma within three feet while striking from all directions with deadly intent!
It was clear that Bodhidharma was at a disadvantage…
Some even wondered if Ning Changge was holding back?
Martial artists shook their heads—dismissing such absurd thoughts…
Only Bodhidharma knew that his opponent wasn't using full strength—almost as if toying with him—and despite millennia of cultivation experience across lifetimes—he couldn't help feeling irritated…
He snorted inwardly—his Buddha Body shining brighter than ever—but still ineffective against those relentless swords…
In Ning Changge's mind—inspiration surged continuously—his unparalleled comprehension combined with Five Elements Spirit Eyes allowed him to see through everything clearly…
The mysteries behind Buddhist mantras lay bare before him…
He refined these insights—organizing them into something new—to transform them into an Immortal Dao technique!
"The Daoist mantra: 'Lin Bing Dou Zhe Jie Zhen Lie Zai Qian'… But I must go further—to communicate directly with heaven using mana—so that when I speak—the world responds—that is true divine ability!"
Ning Changge suddenly realized his path forward…
Ning Changge's eyes shone with joy…
His mana surged wildly within him—for who better understood this technique than its creator?
Words Become Reality!
A divine ability with limitless potential—though currently limited by comprehension—it allowed simple communication with heaven—to bless all things—and if one day he reached higher realms—it would become a profound state where words alone could manifest great truths!
Even now—it held wondrous potential…
Unable to resist testing it out…
"Wind!"
He spoke softly—as if decreeing from on high…
Instantly—a fierce wind arose across heaven and earth—a wind so strong that if directed against someone—it could inflict torturous pain akin to being flayed alive!
"Rain!"
A torrential downpour followed immediately after—with raindrops heavy as black iron falling from above!
Witnessing such divine methods left everyone stunned—some even fell prostrate in worship—for Words Become Reality resembled legends of Daoist ancestors—and indeed when Ning Changge spread his teachings someday—he would surely be hailed as an ancestral figure for future generations!
Bodhidharma stared incredulously at this familiar scene unfolding before him…
Now he understood clearly—that his opponent had used him merely as whetstone—to hone their own path by observing his ways!
Meeting Ning Changge's indifferent gaze—Bodhidharma shuddered involuntarily…
Having achieved enlightenment through observation—Ning Changge saw no reason for further restraint…
"Soldiers!"
He spoke again—his voice calm yet commanding—as if issuing orders from above…
Immediately—the Five Elements Spirit Swords received endless blessings—their already terrifying sharpness becoming even more extreme—with sword tips faintly visible tearing through black space itself!
For once—even Bodhidharma showed fear in his eyes…
The Spirit Swords accelerated dramatically—their sword qi pulsing menacingly!
Previously—the Buddhist mantras could barely hold them back—but now—they were effortlessly shattered like dry twigs!
Bodhidharma chanted faster than ever—but it was futile…
In mere moments—the Spirit Swords closed in within three feet around him!
Everyone held their breath—including Buddhist monks whose hearts raced uncontrollably—the situation unfolding far differently than expected—they had assumed that once their World Honored One appeared—all obstacles would be swept aside effortlessly…
But now—they found themselves overwhelmed instead…
Bodhidharma roared defiantly—his true energy surging wildly—as countless hands manifested from his Buddha Body—a thousand-armed Buddha appearing instantly!
Countless palms reached out toward those relentless Spirit Swords…
Thud! Thud! Thud!
But all anyone heard were dull thuds—as each palm was shredded mercilessly—the Spirit Swords weaving through them effortlessly—in just moments—that thousand-armed Buddha stood bare once more…
The crowd gasped collectively…
They watched as Bodhidharma trembled violently before retreating from midair—landing among fellow Buddhas below…
Taking advantage of this opportunity—he broke free from those relentless swords—but blood trickled down his lips while sword scars marred his Buddha Body—and his aura weakened significantly compared to earlier peaks…
Stunned gazes followed him closely—for although he had been at disadvantage earlier—the sight of him truly defeated left everyone incredulous—for wasn't he supposed to be Shakyamuni's reincarnation?
Those who attended Zhang Sanfeng's centenary celebration felt particularly bewildered—for during Ning Changge's duel against Sword Demon Dugu Qiubai—the latter hadn't fallen so quickly either… Could it be that Ning Changge had grown even stronger since then?
Bitterness filled many hearts—for reaching Land Immortal level meant each step forward required immense effort measured over decades if not centuries—but Ning Changge seemed limitless—leaping over obstacles others took centuries to overcome within mere days or weeks instead…
What they didn't realize was that while Five Elements Void Sword lacked flashy appearances compared to Five Elements Sword Lotus—its lethality matched if not surpassed it due its unpredictability—which made Bodhidharma's defeat seem easy despite appearances otherwise…
Bodhidharma's expression grew increasingly complex—as he gazed at Ning Changge's serene figure high above…
"I am not your equal."
Four simple words echoed like an earthquake within every heart present—for Shakyamuni's reincarnation himself had admitted defeat publicly!
Ning Changge's name would surely be remembered for ages henceforth!
Yet Ning Changge showed no sign of pride—for perhaps such victories seemed natural outcomes rather than extraordinary feats worth celebrating overmuchly?
He gazed calmly at Bodhidharma—not rushing into action immediately afterward either…