SACRED BODY OF THE IMMORTALS

Chapter 1112 - 1112 A Crazy Idea

Two worlds, billions of living beings witnessed this scene, their minds going completely blank, their thoughts fragmenting.

What had they just seen?

In the vast, boundless dark realm.

A golden dharma body ten thousand zhang tall stood erect in the dark universe.

A divine form reaching ten thousand zhang in height, its entire body wreathed in golden power of faith.

As if billions of living beings surrounded that golden dharma body, singing its praises, prostrating before it, offering prayers.

"What is that? Has another powerful figure come to help?"

"No... no, that appearance, that's the Divine Son of the Jun clan!"

The ten-thousand-zhang golden dharma body, though shrouded in mist and radiance.

Yet everyone could still see that the face, handsome as a deity, was unmistakably identical to Jun Xiaoyao's.

In other words, this golden dharma body was not a true spirit like the Heaven-Abandoning Emperor's from before.

But rather a technique that belonged to Jun Xiaoyao himself.

"Hiss..."

At this realization, countless living beings of both worlds felt their scalps go numb, unable to believe it.

They could sense that the golden dharma body's power was terrifyingly immense.

Imperial might surging boundlessly.

Divine authority spreading in all directions.

This should never have been something a Supreme could summon.

Yet Jun Xiaoyao had summoned it nonetheless.

Never mind the others — even Jun Xiaoyao himself was left speechless.

He had never expected that within the Seed of Faith, a divine dharma body had actually been nurtured.

That's right, this was no ordinary dharma body.

It was a divine dharma body forged from the power of faith of all living beings.

Ordinarily, only deities could be worshipped with faith.

Like the Ancient Orchid True Lord of the Ancient Orchid Holy Sect, or the One-Armed Underworld King of the Underworld King lineage — these were examples of supremely powerful beings who had attained godhood and received the reverence of ten thousand spirits.

Jun Xiaoyao could feel it — this dharma body alone already possessed the makings of a deity.

If there were enough power of faith, it would be no dream for the dharma body to one day achieve true divinity.

"Worthy of a nine-star reward."

Jun Xiaoyao sighed inwardly.

Back when he first received the Seed of Faith, he had wondered what it could possibly offer to warrant a nine-star reward.

Now, he understood.

Nine stars might even be a bit low.

At the very least, Jun Xiaoyao believed the Seed of Faith was absolutely worth ten stars.

At this moment, the ten-thousand-zhang golden divine dharma body stood towering in the darkness, like a massive torch illuminating the boundless black.

That surging power was enough to make even Jun Wuhui and the Mother of Bianhua Flowers turn their heads in mild astonishment.

"Xiaoyao, this is..."

Even Jun Wuhui didn't know what to say — had his own son gone a little too far beyond heaven's design?

"As expected, someone chosen by her would never fall so easily into a desperate end." The Mother of Bianhua Flowers murmured to herself.

That eyeball the size of a planet, drenched in blood — the Ultimate Calamity — let its gaze, heavy with terrifying pressure, fall upon Jun Xiaoyao's side.

Truthfully, even an existence like the Calamity was somewhat taken aback.

It could sense the surging power of faith contained within that golden divine dharma body.

Against its black blood power, it wouldn't say it was a complete counter, but it certainly had a notable degree of influence.

"Yet it is nothing more than an empty shell. Once the power of faith is exhausted, this dharma body of yours will be utterly useless."

The Ultimate Calamity's voice resonated across the universe.

It must be said, it had indeed seen through part of the truth.

Jun Xiaoyao's divine dharma body drew its power from faith.

It was precisely because of the blessing of ten billion believers that the divine dharma body could function.

Otherwise, why would Jun Xiaoyao still need to cultivate anything himself?

Simply summon the divine dharma body, and every genius and prodigy throughout the ages could be crushed with a single finger.

Even a Great Emperor would be helpless against Jun Xiaoyao.

But that wasn't realistic.

Every gain comes with a loss.

Of course, if Jun Xiaoyao's faithful were numerous enough — a hundred billion, a trillion, a quadrillion —

the power of the divine dharma body would naturally multiply many times over.

"Whether it's enough or not, right now it's more than sufficient to suppress you."

Jun Xiaoyao's hair drifted in the wind, his gaze contemptuous of all beneath him.

Before, he could only stand on the sidelines and watch helplessly as his father and the others fought a bloody battle, unable to contribute in the slightest.

Now, with the divine dharma body, Jun Xiaoyao finally had the right to join the battlefield.

"Fight!"

The single word "Fight" burst from Jun Xiaoyao's lips — iron cavalry and golden spears, sweeping across the heavens, swallowing ten thousand li like a tiger.

This was the fury Jun Xiaoyao had been holding back, now exploding forth.

Every ounce of grievance from before was unleashed in this single moment.

Boom boom boom!

Jun Xiaoyao moved, and the ten-thousand-zhang divine dharma body behind him moved simultaneously, acting in perfect unison with him.

The golden divine dharma body extended its golden palm, blotting out the sky like the hand of an ancient god, striking downward.

Billions of li of void trembled and resonated.

Brilliant golden light of faith tore through the oppressive darkness.

Whoosh!

The tentacle of the Ultimate Calamity lashed out and collided with the golden palm of the divine dharma body.

A boundless shockwave erupted, all realms quaked, and endless primordial chaos surged.

What left every living being's eyes glazed was this:

Jun Xiaoyao's divine dharma body had held its ground.

"Hiss..."

"What on earth is that technique of the Divine Son of the Jun clan?"

"It looks like some kind of dharma body, but it's far too powerful — it's on a completely different level from Jun Xiaoyao's true body!"

The Borderlands trembled, and countless cultivators of the immortal domains were overcome with joy at Jun Xiaoyao's display.

This father and son pair were truly unparalleled monsters.

This technique left even the foreign kings astonished.

Several Undying Kings felt an immense sense of pressure emanating from the divine dharma body.

On the Jun clan's side, the many genius-ranked figures were roaring, their spirits ignited.

Jun Xiaoyao's performance was nothing short of breathtaking.

Even the Shenyu Great Emperor was taken aback, though his deep eyes quickly discerned what was happening.

"A supreme dharma body built on a foundation of faith — but the consumption is far too great, it cannot last long."

Indeed, just as the Shenyu Great Emperor had surmised.

At this moment, every strike of the divine dharma body consumed a vast amount of faith power.

This faith power had all been accumulated by Jun Xiaoyao during his time in the foreign realm, gathered through building the Church of Fate.

Not exactly little.

But not exactly much either.

After all, the divine dharma body's opponent was the Ultimate Calamity, so the faith power consumed was naturally greater.

"I need to end this quickly. But how?"

Jun Xiaoyao's brows were tightly knitted.

The divine dharma body had only granted Jun Xiaoyao the right to join the battle.

Claiming it could directly slay the Ultimate Calamity would be a stretch.

Yet the faith power couldn't sustain the divine dharma body's consumption for long.

So the situation had reached a dilemma.

Jun Wuhui and the Mother of Bianhua Flowers were also taking action, supporting the divine dharma body and the Immortal-Slaying Sword in jointly suppressing the Calamity.

But this too was not a lasting solution.

However, over on the Borderlands side, the Jun clan's founding ancestor was shouting.

"That dharma body of Xiaoyao's is driven by faith power — let us all chant together and channel our faith into Xiaoyao."

The founding ancestor's words quickly drew a resonant response.

At this moment, in the Heavenless Dark Realm, Jun Xiaoyao was the last hope, the last light.

Added to that, Jun Xiaoyao had previously used his own body to seal away the evil thoughts of the deities, saving both the Border Fortress and the Sacred Void World — a deed that had earned him a tremendous surge of heroic faith.

So now, no one had any reluctance.

In the Border Fortress, even Fourth Master Scar raised his voice and declared, "A tiger father has no cowardly son. The son of the Divine King has likewise saved the Sacred Void World and saved the Border Fortress — he is a hero of our immortal domains."

Instantly, boundless faith power surged forth once more.

It was the faith and prayers of all living beings in the immortal domains, directed at Jun Xiaoyao.

Praying that Jun Xiaoyao could bring an end to this dark catastrophe.

Just as Jun Wuhui had once been blessed with the faith power of all living beings.

Now, endless golden points of light became a great torrent, crossing the foreign realm and pouring into the divine dharma body.

The divine dharma body, whose radiance had dimmed slightly, erupted with a blinding surge of divine light.

The faith power seemed to transform into golden flames, blazing brilliantly across the surface of the divine dharma body.

The power of the divine dharma body surged several times over and beyond.

"Not enough, still not enough..."

Jun Xiaoyao's brows remained tightly furrowed.

This surge of power, though formidable, was still not enough to deal with the Ultimate Calamity.

"Wait..."

A flash of inspiration crossed Jun Xiaoyao's mind.

He still had one trump card he had yet to play.

The Heavenly Black Blood.

This was a ten-star reward, even higher than a nine-star.

If Jun Xiaoyao fused with it, he could enter a dark empowered state, with his power skyrocketing.

But he had never had an opportunity to use it.

So what if he were to fuse the Heavenly Black Blood with the divine dharma body — what would happen then?