Chapter 105: Subduing the Phantom of the Ancient Buddha

The Three Immortals of Taoyuan are concealed within divine radiance, their ages indiscernible to all, yet undeniably they are extraordinarily formidable, especially when acting in unison, their combined might now approaching the ranking realm infinitely closely.

They possess no ancestral artifacts, yet the Three Talents Great Array is an ancient killing formation capable of slaying heaven, earth, and humanity alike, slaughtering gods and Buddhas throughout the world.

“Are you members of the Star Host Sect? Wasn’t this inheritance already severed?”

The Ancient Buddha phantom appeared solemn, his speed diminishing, yet the energy he radiated grew even more terrifying, as a distant mountain peak collapsed into a sky filled with rubble.

“The Star Host Sect has been exterminated, but its legacy endures unbroken. The Buddha Sect’s leaders back then were those who advocated the destruction of my Dao lineage. Only by completely erasing you today can I relieve the hatred in my heart!”

One of the Taoyuan Three Immortals let out a cold shout. Above his head a great star materialized, emitting extremely terrifying light. He struck without hesitation, chaos boundless, this being the opening stance of a fist technique, yet the power contained within it was beyond description.

“Seven Stars Fist?! So this fist technique belongs to the Star Host Sect. But how did it end up in Sister Yunxi’s hands, and I even managed to learn it?”

Vast waves spread outward, eliciting exclamations from all. Only Lin Fan’s brows twitched, his expression grave.

If others’ ignorance of the Taoyuan Three Immortals’ methods might be forgiven, Lin Fan could not be unaware, for this opening stance was precisely the essence of the Seven Stars Fist, his trump card in the past, now merely retired.

“Isn’t the Seven Stars Fist a low-level ancient fist technique? How does it possess such power in the hands of the Taoyuan Three Immortals, as if it could draw forth the stars suspended above the heavens?”

Lin Fan was astonished. Only then did he begin to regard the Seven Stars Fist with due respect, once again sensing its profound and vast nature.

The distant battle continued. The vast starry sea manifested, shrouding the sky. The Taoyuan Three Immortals pointed to heaven and tread upon earth, unleashing peerless killing methods, augmented by the flower baskets manifesting blockades from those order god rules. For a time the Ancient Buddha phantom showed signs of suppression, unable to unleash its terrifying power in a sweeping strike.

“So you truly still forget the sect’s true divine powers. Although the Seven Stars Fist is powerful, it is after all not the Great Star Chen Technique. Do you believe this can trap me?”

The Ancient Buddha phantom roared, exerting himself to the limit and erupting once more with heart-palpitating waves. The Three Talents Great Array trembled violently, showing a tendency to crack open.

“Everyone, strike together! Only by uniting the power of all ancestral artifacts can we suppress the Ancient Buddha phantom. Do not hold back, or else we will all perish. Now we can only rely on everyone’s strength to completely erase him.”

The Taoyuan Three Immortals coughed blood simultaneously. The young great figures trembled violently, suffering a devastating blow. The Ancient Buddha phantom was indeed the continuation of an ancient powerhouse’s life, endowed with invincible might.

Brilliant rosy light soared into the heavens. Many great figures struck out again, eight divine rays spanning the sky in a forceful suppression. United in their efforts, they dared not slacken in the slightest.

Their achievements were gratifying. The Ancient Buddha phantom had finally been suppressed. Though possessing heaven-defying abilities, he could not dominate for long, and with the passage of time his fate was already sealed—he would be erased in the end, and the array of Little Thunder Sound Temple would be broken sooner or later.

This suppression lasted two full days. The Ancient Buddha phantom grew increasingly illusory, on the verge of dissipating entirely between heaven and earth.

Seven Break Void Realm powerhouses plus the power of five ancestral artifacts were truly terrifying, not to mention the ancient killing array looming from afar. The Ancient Buddha phantom, despite his godlike abilities, was powerless to turn the tide.

“It’s truly a pity. The ancient should have perished, yet for one reason a trace of imprint was left behind. Who could have imagined it would eventually bury its own lifelong glory?”

Lin Fan sighed with emotion, shaking his head and sighing deeply. At this moment he received a message from the Fallen Flower Young Master: the array of Little Thunder Sound Temple had been broken!

Rosy light gleamed brilliantly in the distance, destructive air currents blanketing the sky, stars swaying, the earth sinking. Little Thunder Sound Temple finally appeared before the crowd.

It was a magnificent temple, its golden light resplendent. Boundless immortal radiance filled every corner, and Buddhist chants spread like a vast ocean, faintly revealing the prosperity of the Buddha Sect in ancient times—truly the peerless Dao lineage above the holy lands of the divine dynasty.

“Xiang brother, is your message absolutely true?”

By this time the Xiang Family outpost had gathered no fewer than thirty people, Lin Fan among them. Most had arrived in the small city within these two days, forming an imposing force.

“Impossible to be fake. The elder specially transmitted the message to me. This time they underestimated the Ancient Buddha phantom’s power, lacking the best preparation, so they could not withdraw. That means Little Thunder Sound Temple will be explored by us, and the elder has also said that all opportunities besides the method of becoming emperor can be shared by everyone.”

Xiang Zhenting was faintly excited, which was only natural. Little Thunder Sound Temple held extraordinary significance within the Buddha Sect, surely containing many Buddha Sect secret methods and even some ancestral artifacts. Obtaining them would be a considerable gain for everyone present.

“This is good.”

Lin Fan nodded, his heart stirring with eagerness as well. For Little Thunder Sound Temple was not only a birthplace of the Buddha Sect but very likely the place of fallen immortals Yi Xiaoxian had spoken of, containing indescribable opportunities. With the great figures no longer able to act, they would become the protagonists.

“Lin brother, I’ve heard that some forces have secretly invited Heaven-Person Realm overlords. You must be careful.”

At this time Xiang Zhenting’s transmission arrived, conveying such a shocking message.

To Xiang Zhenting’s surprise, Lin Fan’s expression remained unchanged, as if he had long known.

“Thank you, brother Xiang. I will be cautious everywhere. As for after reaching Little Thunder Sound Temple, I will separate from you. You should know that I still have a friend I have not found. If there are no accidents, we should meet there.”

Lin Fan expressed his gratitude. He had already guessed it in his heart: Little Thunder Sound Temple was too important, so Heaven-Person Realm figures were bound to come. Even now there might be such overlords among the Xiang family crowd, which was why he had taken the opportunity to leave first.

“Since that is the case, I will not urge you further. If there is an opportunity, please invite Lin brother to a gathering in the Ancient Dao Domain. I also hope to see Lin brother’s figure at the Yingtian Mansion grand meeting two years from now.”

Xiang Zhenting was a shrewd man; how could he fail to understand the true meaning in Lin Fan’s words? Yet he did not expose it.

At that moment, a shocking roar echoed from the horizon.

The Ancient Buddha Domain Domain Lord spoke up, temporarily detaching from the team suppressing the Ancient Buddha phantom and floating in midair.

“Little Thunder Sound Temple has already opened. You may proceed on your own to seek opportunities. Exercise utmost caution!”