At this moment, Bing Ming, Liang Xiaoke, Gongsun Lu, Little Taotao, and Ni Bo simultaneously launched their attacks, and even Luo Ling'er employed Soul Arts. However, facing the iron-clad defensive formation of the Eight Heavenly Dragons, they were utterly helpless...
Even when the group targeted several individuals separately, no matter how many they attacked at once, they were met with blows no weaker than the one just delivered by the Eight Dragons...
In other words, at this juncture, every single member of the Eight Heavenly Dragons could unleash the might of a Second Heaven Martial God. Of course, this didn't mean they were equivalent to eight separate Second Heaven Martial Gods; it was more akin to a single Second Heaven Martial God possessing eight arms...
Inside the formation of the Eight Heavenly Dragons, Ye Jingyu had transformed the true core of the Mighty Buddha into a devastating blade Qi. Although it failed to injure the other seven Buddhas, it shattered their energy shields and dealt a severe blow to their morale...
The seven clearly hadn't gained any advantage; instead, they were being suppressed and beaten down by Ye Jingyu...
It had to be said that Ye Jingyu's current strength had reached a terrifying level, especially his speed, which was far too fast, completely exceeding the scope of ordinary martial artists. Moreover, his physical power was monstrous; without even drawing his blade, he still forced the seven Buddhas into a continuous retreat with sheer brute force, even smashing their weapons repeatedly with his fists...
At this point, Ye Jingyu once again arrived before the Iron Buddha, driving a straight punch toward the Iron Buddha's heart. It was a simple punch, yet facing this casual blow from Ye Jingyu, the Iron Buddha reacted as if confronting the strongest strike of his life, gripping his twin swords and hacking down at the punch with all his speed...
Golden sword light instantly ignited, arriving before Ye Jingyu's fist in a near-instant...
Just as the sword was about to cleave Ye Jingyu's punch, his fist shadow vanished in a flash, and his body flickered, effortlessly evading the sword strike. At this moment, the War Buddha, Blood Buddha, and Mad Buddha attacked simultaneously. Yet, Ye Jingyu effortlessly sidestepped all their assaults and materialized behind the Iron Buddha, lightly delivering a palm strike...
A simple palm, an ethereal palm, a nonchalant palm...
With a soft 'pa' sound, that palm gently imprinted itself on the Iron Buddha's back, immediately sending him flying, spitting out a mouthful of blood...
This was the third time he had been struck by Ye Jingyu today. If the Iron Buddha hadn't been the strongest among the seven, he would have already lost his combat capacity, if not his life...
Ye Jingyu was simply too strong, so overwhelmingly powerful that even they struggled to resist. After stabilizing himself once more, Iron Buddha saw Ye Jingyu surrounded by his brothers yet showing no sign of being at a disadvantage. A look of resolute sacrifice crossed Iron Buddha's face...
He knew that if this continued, the seven of them would eventually be annihilated by Ye Jingyu alone. Not only would they fail the task assigned by the Elder, but the sect's secrets might also be exposed. Better to strike him down with their ultimate strength...
Such a character absolutely could not be allowed to live; otherwise, he would become the sect's greatest threat...
As these thoughts churned, streaks of blood-colored light erupted from Iron Buddha's body...
Sensing the absolute aura emanating from the Blood Buddha, the remaining six Buddhas exchanged glances, determination etched in their eyes...
"Heaven and Earth in chaos, the common people suffer; to save the world and pacify the populace, the Buddhas descend!" The seven roared in unison. Immediately, seven human figures shot out from above their heads, instantly converging to form a colossal Buddha, easily ten zhang high. Then, the vital essence power from the seven people began to surge ceaselessly into the giant Buddha. The form of the great Buddha grew clearer and brighter...
Meanwhile, the faces of the seven grew increasingly haggard and exhausted...
In the blink of an eye, the figures of the seven withered away, while the Buddha above became perfectly distinct. Its body continuously shrank until it was reduced to the size of an ordinary person...
It glowed with golden light, a benevolent smile gracing its features, truly appearing as a Buddha come to deliver all sentient beings...
Seeing the Buddha body completely coalesced from the vital essence and power of the seven, a subtle change crossed Ye Jingyu's expression. He fully perceived the power within this Buddha form—a strength absolutely no weaker than that of a Second Heaven Martial God...
However, the seven original Buddhas had completely lost their fighting strength. At this moment, apart from their forms still floating in mid-air, they possessed no combat capability whatsoever, barely clinging to a single breath...
Even if this nascent Buddha could slay Ye Jingyu, their battle strength would never recover. From this moment on, they were crippled, and furthermore, crippled beings whose lives were about to vanish...
To eliminate the threat posed by the sect, these seven had chosen sacrifice without hesitation...
Witnessing the seven Buddhas resort to such a move, even the Eight Heavenly Dragons showed surprise on their faces...
They understood that this power was undoubtedly more terrifying than the formation of the Eight Heavenly Dragons. If all eight Buddhas had been present and unleashed this technique, the resulting Buddha's power would surely be comparable to a Third Heaven Martial God...
It was fortunate that Ye Jingyu had instantly killed one of the Buddhas, preventing this move from being perfectly executed...
Otherwise, this battle would have been a massacre without suspense. Even so, a powerful entity comparable to a Second Heaven Martial God was still beyond the capabilities of anyone else present to match...
Yet, Ye Jingyu's face remained devoid of fear. Gazing at the golden Buddha before him, despite sensing its Martial God-level combat prowess, his eyes were filled with fervent zeal. He dared to fight even a true Second Heaven Martial God, let alone this Buddha, which was merely a vessel possessing power without that profound, powerful state of mind...
Glancing at Liang Xiaoke and the others held back by the Eight Heavenly Dragons, Ye Jingyu understood that only he himself could assist him now. Either he would slay this entity and absorb all its power, or he would be slain, fading into oblivion...
Having finally married Luo Ling'er, how could he reconcile himself to being killed like this?...
With this thought in mind, Ye Jingyu darted forward first, raising a fist to smash toward the Buddha statue...
Seeing Ye Jingyu's fist hurtling toward it, the Buddha still wore a benevolent, compassionate smile. However, its right hand shot out directly...
Buddha Demon Subduing Fist...