On the peak of Spirit Mountain, the meditative and contemplative Buddha slowly opened his eyes, a trace of doubt flashing at the bottom of his gaze. With his cultivation, he could extend his perception far and wide, enough to span thousands of miles.

Just moments ago, he sensed a disturbance in the void, as if a powerful figure was making a move, yet... the entire Western Regions is Spirit Mountain's domain.

Almost all powerful figures originate from Spirit Mountain, and a clash he could perceive must be extremely intense, touching the realm of Immortals and Gods, indicating something is very wrong.

After a brief thought, the Buddha extended a few fingers to calculate, but could only come up with nothingness. Unconsciously, his brows furrowed, and ripples began to emanate from the surrounding void.

The next moment, the Buddha silently vanished without a trace.

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From afar, a towering mushroom cloud of void rose from the territory of the self-destructing fierce beast White Tiger, clearly visible from a hundred miles away, as the heaven and earth trembled.

Countless yellow sands began to rise, sweeping across the heavens, spreading over a hundred-mile radius in an instant, turning the entire desert into a world of yellow sand.

Many powerful figures cultivating arduously in the desert raised their heads to look, their eyes filled with terror.

What kind of great power is this to possess such astonishing destructive force?

It even exceeds their imagination.

After a long time, the surrounding aftershocks slowly dissipated, leaving only the vast expanse of yellow sand. The gigantic black hole in the void gradually and slowly healed, leaving no trace of the White Tiger in this whole world.

Flesh, bones, all were worn away by the rule power during the self-destruction, a scene more terrifying than doomsday; even the concentrated Qi Fortune of a hundred miles was gradually obliterated by the shockwaves.

There remained only silence in the heavens and earth.

Ripples appeared in the surrounding void, and Moluo's figure slowly condensed. At the moment, his clothes were somewhat disheveled, and his expression was extremely grave.

Looking at the empty world, Moluo heaved a light sigh.

If he had prepared earlier for the White Tiger's self-destruction, for the White Tiger's desperate strike, perhaps Chen Yuan would have been unharmed, and with his cultivation strength.

Even with his rule reducing the power of the self-destruction, it was still difficult to withstand.

If Chen Yuan were to fall in the Western Regions,

The current promising situation would instantly collapse.

The Yan Army would scatter, the Taoist Divine Palace would only be able to struggle to survive, and overthrowing Spirit Mountain would become nearly impossible, not to mention the terrifying and despair-inducing Immortal Domain.

"Amitabha...."

A faint Buddhist chant resounded in the void, and Moluo's Divine Thought directly enveloped a range of several thousand feet, trying to find traces of Chen Yuan, though his mind flashed with thoughts about what might happen after his fall.

But he still couldn't believe that Chen Yuan had just fallen like this.

He was a peerless genius of unparalleled talent through the ages, having endured the Nine Layer of Thunder Tribulation, matching or even surpassing the existence of Chu the Grand Ancestor from a thousand years ago. It was impossible for him to have fallen just like this!

He, who was entrusted with high hope, rose in Jianghu, reaching the pinnacle of Jianghu in just a few short years; how could he possibly exit the stage of the world in this manner?

He didn't believe Chen Yuan would die....

Approximately thirty breaths later, as the despair in Moluo's heart grew stronger, there was finally some movement in the surrounding void, and he suddenly turned his gaze.

He saw a disheveled and ragged man slowly condensing in form, the breath on his body weakened to the extreme, as if a gust of wind could blow him away.

The disheveled man raised his head, looked at Moluo, and forced a smile onto his face:

"Trying to kill me is not so simple!"

When he sensed danger, he immediately and forcibly activated Void Stagnation several times in succession to create an opportunity for escape. Unfortunately, what immediately followed were the terrifying surging rules.

His Void Stagnation was nearly broken. If it weren't for his strong Primordial Spirit being able to bear the successive activations, he might truly have perished in the rule's self-destruction.

That power was truly one of the top three crises he had ever encountered.

Physical body, Primordial Spirit, Divine Skills, nothing was effective.

Of course, this was mainly because Chen Yuan was too close to the rules. If he had been a bit farther away, not swallowed into the White Tiger's belly, he wouldn't have suffered such injuries.

One can only say that fate is unpredictable.

It was his first encounter with a Demon God level existence self-destructing.

"Good to be alright."

Seeing Chen Yuan, Moluo exhaled a breath of relief, a smile also appearing on his face.

If anything really happened to him, that would really be the end.

"Heh heh...."

Chen Yuan smiled, nodded at the empty White Tiger.

"Did you get what you wanted?"

"I got it."

Chen Yuan nodded, the smile on his face never fading. If he hadn't obtained the Amber Divine Pearl, indeed, he might not even have been able to force out a smile now.

With this object, he could comprehend the rules and break through to the Half-Immortal Realm.

At that time, encountering such a situation of a Demon God self-destructing, he could counterbalance with rules and not be powerless to retaliate, possibly able to truly stand shoulder to shoulder with Immortals and Gods at the top of the Human World.

Xiang Qianqiu, Buddha, Seven Killings Hall's founder, Immortal Domain.....

After his breakthrough, he would have some power of self-preservation, which is also the main reason he can still smile after being severely wounded.

As long as the goal is achieved, even suffering some damage is insignificant.

"That's good then."

Moluo also set his mind at ease. He didn't know what Chen Yuan wanted to take from the White Tiger, but he had a premonition that this thing was very important to Chen Yuan.

And equally important to them.

"According to senior's estimation, will the commotion here alert Spirit Mountain?"

Chen Yuan now truly didn't want to move; he felt as though he couldn't draw out much strength from his whole body. If it weren't for the continuous supply of blood and qi from his five organs, if it weren't for the Primordial Spirit frantically devouring Heaven and Earth Primordial Energy, he truly wouldn't even have the strength to stand.

Forcefully tearing through the void, he directly endured the assault of chaotic currents.

Moluo's gaze condensed, looking in a certain direction, nodding:

"The most urgent task is to leave immediately."

"What about the traces here?"

"Impossible to conceal them, just have to leave first. Perhaps the Buddha might already be on his way, go!" Moluo's figure swiftly appeared by Chen Yuan's side.

An invisible rule enveloped his body, protecting him, and with his heart filled with considerable worry, he and Chen Yuan didn't even have time to explain further, tearing open the void directly and stepping inside.

Once again, the surroundings fell into deadly silence.

All living things, whether insects or plants, had already been completely obliterated under the explosion of the rules.....

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About a quarter of an hour after Chen Yuan and Moluo had left, an immense pressure swept across the world, the golden glow directly covering the Taiyang.

The Buddha descended!

He looked at the scene here, and the just-healed void, his eyes filled with some suspicion, as if guessing what kind of entities had clashed here.

Why would there be remaining rule power appearing, it shouldn't be like this....

Unless, someone had fallen here, and used extremely powerful Divine Skills before their fall, otherwise these convoluted rule powers should have dissipated into the heavens and the earth.

A sudden unease rose in his heart, but no matter how he calculated, he couldn't figure out anything. Clearly, an existence at the level of an Immortal was shielding himself.

"It seems, the Western Regions is not at peace..."

The Buddha murmured.

After observing at the scene for a moment, the Buddha left. The battle had ended, and he could only deduce from the traces at the site that a powerful figure had fallen.

And most likely, it was one who followed the path of Body Cultivation, probably from the Demon clan.

Because besides the Demon clan, and Chu the Grand Ancestor, it seemed no one else in the Human World could also step their physical bodies into the Six Realms.

Thinking more was useless, because before this, he felt that the other side of the combatants had probably left a long way away by now.

This stretch of desert sunk into true silence, even long after, people frequently recalled an Immortal Battle here, where the sky was torn asunder.

There were also those who wanted to seek treasures afterwards, but alas, found nothing.

At this time, Chen Yuan and Moluo followed the Transmission Array, returning to the capital of the Luli Kingdom, giving Chen Yuan some time to recover.....

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