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Spirit Vessel

Chapter 1152: Triumph Avatars
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The divine trident pierced through the Buddhist energy, looking like a needle piercing through a balloon from a distance.

“Boundless Suffering!” Feiyun placed his palms together and more energy oozed from the center, turning into an ocean with massive waves. The needle could pop a balloon but not when it was this powerful.

The prince took note of this and four golden armor plates appeared on his arms and legs, improving his physical strength.

“Rumble!” He lunged forward and the trident shot out lightning bolts.

Feiyun continuously formed mudras with his palms and caused the tip of the trident, pressing it down on the ground.

“Boom!” A crater formed from the impact and many fish demons were severely injured or killed.

Cracks kept on emanating outward toward the horizon as if there was an invisible hand ravaging the earth.

The priestesses couldn’t believe it. This was the true power of the mysterious Buddhist and Prince Moonbreak?

Shangguan Mingqian only took three hundred years to reach the peak of the third level. She thought that she was among the best of her generation but this turned out to be utterly incorrect.

‘They are the true masters of this generation, only Xuanyuan Yiyi can match them.’ She let go of her pride and admitted.

The fight became more devastating so Feiyun had no choice but to summon the golden Buddha to take the priestesses into his kingdom.

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If he hadn’t done so, they would have been dismembered and killed.

“You’re no match for me, Prince.” Feiyun had accomplished his mission and could sense more powerful demons coming. Their auras painted the sky red.

Visual phenomena appeared - a blood tsunami to the south with dark dragons and ghastly howls to the north along with crows.

Although Feiyun wasn’t quite afraid of them, he didn’t wish to be world-famous so early.

“You have yet to defeat me.” The prince flicked his finger and summoned the power of the dao. Nine stone swords as large as mountains turned into a formation to block Feiyun’s path.

The trident summoned three dragon spirits who swallowed the clouds.

“Cosmic Seal.” Feiyun unleashed a palm to crush the sword formation along with the dragon spirits.

After the successful attack, he performed the same move against the prince.

“Triumph Avatars!” A crimson light appeared on the prince’s forehead; the image of a great fish emerged behind him to stop the attack.

He was sent flying for several hundred miles before stopping with the help of another avatar: “Earth Piercer!”

Two avatar fish coiled around each other to form the yin-yang symbol.

“Sky Reacher!” Four more avatar fish appeared behind him. His aura surged continuously and gained a primordial affinity.

These avatars came from one of the greatest techniques of his race, created by a saint during Time Immemorial. Few were talented enough to learn it.

Feiyun became curious and wanted to see how strong this prince was. This would give him a good idea of his current cultivation.

“As one!” The six avatars became different in color - black, white, red, green, violet, and blue.

They rotated in a mysterious and magnificent manner. His aura and power reached their limit.

He left behind large prints on the ground just by walking. Shock waves emanated outward in all directions.

“He’s at least at the peak fourth level, or maybe fifth.” Feiyun became serious and channeled his inner core, activating a Buddhist ocean again.

The empowered prince attacked with the trident again; Feiyun retaliated with his bare arms, albeit imbued with energy.

His mastery of Golden Silkworm allowed him to use Buddhist power in every movement and action.

The bones in the region started floating in the air due to the unstable energy in the air.

“The humans actually have someone this strong? Impressive.” A few powerful demon geniuses could sense the chaos in the laws of the world. This looked just like the Myriad Race Battlefield.

Firebird Saintess and Yuan Sansan watched from afar, wanting to join the battle as well.

‘Only Brother Feng would dare to fight an immemorial demon genius like this.’ Scholar Heaven Calculating said while his robe fluttered in the wind.

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Although Feiyun was in stealth and only used Buddhist techniques, the scholar still recognized him.

He was not the only one with this knowledge. Liu Suzi also knew that it was Feiyun: ‘This bastard’s cultivation just won’t stop rising each time I see him.’

She viewed him as an exceptional half-demon during their first meeting. However, half-demons were wretched and didn’t deserve to be near her.

He eventually changed her view on half-demons. Their relationship eventually became more than friendship but less than love.

In just ten years, he became strong enough to fight these geniuses. She regretted not recruiting him earlier.

‘Liu Suhong had good eyes, she recognized this bastard’s potential, and here I thought she was lowering her status.’ Suzi thought.

Meanwhile, everyone else thought that Feiyun was a disciple from an immemorial Buddhist temple.

“Prince Moonbreak has always looked down on humans, look at him now.” A human said proudly.

“They deserve to be taken down a notch, these arrogant demons.”

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“I have seen your avatars and they’re average at best.” Feiyun said while gathering more energy. It became a storm encompassing the entire sea of bones.

Eventually, a golden Buddha appeared. Its hands formed a mudra and a halo could be seen in the back.

The evil and death affinity in the air were instantly purified. The countless bones had a golden glow around them now.

“Boom!” The Buddha unleashed a palm strike more devastating than anything before, leaving a gigantic print on the ground and a blinding dust storm.

Once the dust settled, everyone saw the prince’s avatars dispersing into nothingness. He was pale; his hands trembled while holding the trident. Blood streamed down from his arms all the way to the tip of the weapon.