Chapter 662: Too Bad There Was No Banner to Welcome Us

“This Underworld demon truly is extraordinary.” Immeasurable Capturing Light Buddha had lost his head, yet he did not die and could still speak.

The gap at his neck squirmed, and another head grew out.

Jiang Li raised an eyebrow. Previously, when he killed Wuhán and the other two, it seemed like he had merely plucked off their heads, but in reality, he had shattered their spiritual platforms.

He had attempted to kill Immeasurable Capturing Light Buddha using the same method, and he had failed.

This Golden Immortal really was harder to kill than a Celestial Immortal.

“Still not experienced enough.” Jiang Li shook his head in self-reflection. Up to this point, he had not truly killed a Golden Immortal in the proper sense; he still needed practice.

Immeasurable Capturing Light Buddha panted heavily, his expression terrified, no longer maintaining the composure from before.

He had reconstructed his spiritual platform at the cost of his lifespan, a tremendous price.

If Jiang Li did it again, he would truly die.

He was proficient in the spatial Dao, yet when the other party appeared above his head, he hadn’t reacted at all. This was simply too terrifying.

“Cast aside your contempt! This Underworld man is far more than he appears!” Immortal Lord Minghuo shouted loudly, raising his guard against Jiang Li to the utmost.

Even he couldn’t easily pluck off Immeasurable Capturing Light Buddha’s head.

But it was still good; the other party hadn’t directly killed Immeasurable Capturing Light Buddha, indicating he hadn’t reached the level of a Primordial Chaos and Limitless Immortal.

He could be fought.

The three Golden Immortals, with their extraordinary insight, cast aside their arrogance. Immeasurable Capturing Light Buddha chanted a Buddhist verse, golden lotuses blossoming at his feet, the sound of Buddha echoing through the highest heavens.

Luwu roared, revealing his true form—a mountain-sized, brown nine-tailed tiger.

Immortal Lord Minghuo was the most extraordinary, his body enveloped in black flames. Just a glance gave one the feeling of their soul being scorched.

He took “Netherfire” as his title, signifying the Underworld, claiming he could sever life and death, invert yin and yang.

…

Within the Buddhist Sect, countless novice monks and nuns saw the Buddhist Light emanating from Immeasurable Capturing Light Buddha and involuntarily knelt in worship.

Arhat Unsubdued shouted loudly, “All of you, stand up! In the past, when chanting sutras and reciting Buddha’s name, each of you claimed to understand the Buddhist scriptures thoroughly. Seeing you today, you haven’t understood a damn thing!”

Arhat Dragon Subduer’s tone was more moderate, “Stand up. The concept that everyone is a Buddha is something you ultimately haven’t grasped. ‘Buddha’ is not external, but resides within the heart. Usually, we have you kneel before the Buddha’s statue, but in reality, you are kneeling to the ‘Buddha’ within your own hearts. The Buddha’s statue is merely an image.”

Bodhisattva Xiangxiang said, “If you, like today, cannot see through the meaning of ‘Buddha,’ then even if you chant sutras and recite Buddha’s name tens of thousands of times, it will be useless. You will have no hope of attaining Buddhahood in this lifetime.”

…

“So you are Immortal Lord Minghuo, the legendary Mahayana Stage.”

Jiang Li smiled, “Senior, why not witness my Mahayana Stage and see how it compares to yours when you were at the Mahayana Stage? Which is stronger?”

Jiang Li said something Immortal Lord Minghuo couldn’t understand.

What kind of realm was the Mahayana Stage?

“Demon, for the three of us to join forces against you, you should be proud! My golden lotus can devour immortal power and spiritual energy. No matter how vast your cultivation, without energy to support you, what can you do?”

The golden lotus under Immeasurable Capturing Light Buddha’s feet surged toward Jiang Li. If Jiang Li dodged, the lotus would pursue him relentlessly, never stopping until one perished.

He used his ultimate move from the start.

Runes flickered on Luwu’s nine tails; each tail represented a great divine ability, unleashed instantly without any wind-up.

“Nine Abilities Combined, Heaven and Earth Useless!”

The divine abilities on the nine tails were unleashed simultaneously, enough to destroy dozens of worlds.

“If you dodge, the Nine Provinces Continent behind you will turn to dust!” Immortal Lord Luwu was certain Jiang Li wouldn’t dare dodge and could only withstand it head-on.

Immortal Lord Minghuo assumed a stance, his entire body enveloped in black flames. Anyone who touched these black flames would have their soul plunged into an endless state of burning until the entire soul was reduced to ashes.

Then, a gentle breeze would blow, scattering the soul’s ashes, leaving only an empty husk behind.

“How should I kill you all… Forget it, who cares, I’ll just use the simplest method.” Jiang Li stopped pondering such complex questions. He took a single step forward, an intangible aura spreading out, space trembling. The three Golden Immortals began coughing up blood incessantly for no apparent reason.

The golden lotus absorbed a massive amount of spiritual energy, exceeding its limit, and instantly withered. The spiritual energy returned to Jiang Li’s body.

Luwu’s nine tails were forcibly ripped off, unable to regenerate. Jiang Li refined the nine tails into a single rope and used it to bind Luwu.

He gently blew a breath, and the Netherfire extinguished, leaving only Immortal Lord Minghuo’s incredulous gaze. There wasn’t a trace of Netherfire left within him!

The three Golden Immortals’ proudest methods couldn’t even create a ripple before Jiang Li.

“What kind of technique is this?!”

“Since destroying your spiritual platforms can’t kill you, can you survive complete annihilation of both body and soul?”

Jiang Li smiled, extended a large hand, grabbed the three Golden Immortals, and squeezed forcefully. The three Golden Immortals’ physical bodies and souls vanished without a trace, extinguished into nothingness.

Immortal Lord Tianyuan, who was battling Yu Yin, witnessed this and was greatly shocked, his pupils dilating, nearly scared to death.

Golden Immortals were indestructible through myriad calamities; heaven and earth could be destroyed, but they would remain. In battles between those of the same level, it was difficult to determine a victor in just a few days, let alone kill the opponent.

How much time had passed? This amount of time wasn’t even enough to warm up, and now only he remained from his side.

Jiang Li had actually killed three Golden Immortals with just one move, including the foremost among Golden Immortals, Immortal Lord Minghuo.

The other party was definitely a Primordial Chaos and Limitless Immortal! Someone of the Immortal Emperor’s level!

But this was impossible. Even if the embryonic Heavenly Dao of the Nine Provinces was incredibly strong, at most it had existed for nine thousand years. It couldn’t possibly nurture a spokesperson into a Primordial Chaos and Limitless Immortal.

Furthermore, the Underworld lacked sufficient spiritual energy and had no immortal power. Where did the other party’s energy come from?

What did he rely on for cultivation? And what was his cultivation technique?

These various questions flashed through Immortal Lord Tianyuan’s mind, none of which he could explain.

This Jiang Li was far too unreasonable!

He stopped thinking about these questions, decisively broke off the battle, and chose to flee back to the Immortal Realm.

“Leave Immortal Lord Tianyuan to me. You go back and recover from your injuries first.” Jiang Li said. Yu Yin had fought Immortal Lord Tianyuan, using all her trump cards and sustaining severe injuries.

“Alright.” Yu Yin didn’t care about victory or defeat. The purpose of this battle was to establish Jiang Li’s image of being invincible in battle, not to show how she fought against the First-generation Tianyuan Emperor.

All living beings in the Nine Provinces could see: three Golden Immortals were instantly killed, one Golden Immortal fled in disarray back to the Immortal Realm, with Jiang Li in pursuit.

The objective had been achieved.

Immortal Lord Tianyuan fled like a madman. The Immortal Realm—only the Immortal Realm could save him. There, the Immortal Emperor was there, the Divine Vault Sovereign was there, there was hope for survival.

Immortal Lord Tianyuan had never yearned so desperately to return to the Immortal Realm. He used every ounce of his skill to traverse the void, countless worlds flashing past the corner of his eye.

Finally, the Immortal Realm, wreathed in immortal power, appeared before him. Normally, entering the Immortal Realm required specific magical techniques to verify one’s true body; otherwise, it would be considered trespassing. But now, how could he care about that? He directly crashed headfirst into it.

“Save me…”

“Thanks for leading the way. Appreciate the hard work.”

Jiang Li appeared behind Immortal Lord Tianyuan and struck down with a palm.

“Ah—”

Immortal Lord Tianyuan’s scream echoed throughout the Immortal Realm, followed by his sudden death.

Jiang Li looked at the dilapidated immortal palaces everywhere, the Earthly Immortal monsters devoid of reason, and the immortals speeding toward him from the distance. A comfortable smile appeared on his face as he murmured to himself.

“Immortal Realm, I’ve finally arrived.”

“Pity there’s no welcoming banner.”