However, since the Eightfold Exorcism Array has yet to be unraveled, the court is still scrupling over the rat in the china shop and will not act rashly for the time being, but he knew very well this delay would not last long; the day the Array was fully deciphered would be the day the Great Yuan Iron Cavalry trampled the Buddhist Sect!
So he had to restore his strength as quickly as possible to deal with the coming crisis; this was also his main reason for entering the Secret Realm this time.
And this Mystic Fire Treasure Mirror was the key!
"There’s barely any Buddha Bone left, but as long as I can find the remaining body, no price is too high. In the end, everything can be made up for anyway!"
As this thought rose, Hui Neng clenched two Buddha Beads again.
Just as he was about to crush them, he suddenly felt the hair all over his body stand on end as an intense sense of danger surged over him; by reflex he tore one off and hurled it out.
The sandalwood bead froze in midair; its outer shell shattered, releasing rays of Buddha light that turned into a giant bell, shielding his body.
The next instant, the sword edge had arrived.
The amber-like blade carried invisible Dao Power; like a hot knife through butter, it instantly tore through the Buddha light, and along with it, cleaved his body into two!
"Chen Mo!!"
In that split second, catching a glimpse of that indifferent face, Hui Neng couldn’t help but roar.
"Bald donkey, go die."
Chen Mo’s gaze was indifferent; his wrist flipped, flowers of sword light blooming in a brilliant flare.
The Dragon Marrow Sword rang sharply; sword energy surged forth, chopping the torso into countless tiny pieces of flesh.
Worried the other party might not be dead enough, he repeatedly blasted with Divine Soul assault techniques, then urged the Meteor Departing Fire; mercury-like flames poured down, completely engulfing Hui Neng.
Only when every inch of flesh and blood had been burned to ash did the flames finally go out.
The Buddha visage at the horizon gradually thinned, and in the end vanished completely; only a string of incomplete Buddha Beads floated quietly, radiating a serene halo, utterly unscathed by the raging flames.
"Huu—"
After finishing this entire combo, Chen Mo was somewhat tired, but he didn’t dare relax in the slightest.
His Divine Soul carefully swept through every inch of space around him; only after he sensed no trace of Hui Neng’s presence did he finally let out a long breath of foul air.
Though Hui Neng’s strength was not weak, he ultimately wasn’t truly First Grade; as long as the timing was grasped well, there was still a chance to kill him.
Of course, this was mainly thanks to that expert of the Sikong family holding him head-on, putting enough pressure on Hui Neng that a one-hit kill became possible.
"This thing..."
Chen Mo steadied his breathing and looked toward that string of Buddha Beads.
To let a cultivator at the Transcendence Realm leap across several major Realms and stand shoulder to shoulder with top Grandmasters—its power spoke for itself; its value could no longer be measured by ordinary grade ranks.
Just as he伸 out his hand, ready to seize it, suddenly the beads split apart of their own accord, two of them cracking open; dazzling Buddha light surged forth again, ripping open the void, and the remaining string of beads vanished in a flash.
"Mm?!"
Chen Mo’s expression tightened.
To prevent Hui Neng from escaping, he had already used the Purple Extreme Cave Heaven to seal the surrounding space when he struck, yet this string of Buddha Beads had easily broken through it...
"What on earth is this thing?"
"If I’m not mistaken, those beads are his true body."
A clear, cool voice sounded by his ear.
Chen Mo turned his head and saw that black mist swirling over, settling in front of him. "If I’m not mistaken, that monk should merely be a vessel; the true master’s consciousness has always been hidden inside the prayer beads."
"So it wasn’t Hui Neng using the Buddha Beads, but the Buddha Beads controlling Hui Neng?"
Hearing this, a flash of lightning ran through Chen Mo’s mind; he seemed to realize something.
No wonder that after Shi Yun’s death, Hui Neng so quickly took over the position of First Seat—because in essence, the two of them were actually the same person!
Just now he hadn’t missed; Monk Huineng was indeed dead, but the one behind him was still alive. If the grass wasn’t uprooted, most likely a new First Seat would pop up very soon!
"Wuwan Temple cultivates the Reincarnation Path—endless life and death, cycles upon cycles; among the Six Paths of cultivators, they can be said to be the hardest to kill."
The person within the mist spoke: "With your Third Grade cultivation, to force him to this extent is already extremely impressive. And in this strange and unpredictable Heaven and Earth, without the protection of a fleshly body, I doubt he’s in any good shape either."
Chen Mo didn’t respond; he lifted his eyes and sized her up for a moment, then said, "And who are you?"


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