This primordial world is not serious!

Chapter 1062 - 503: Shameless vs. Shameless (Part 3)

He remained just as calm, just as compassionate, as if nothing had just happened.

However, everyone already knew that this young monk from the Western Sect was by no means benevolent.

Underneath his seemingly compassionate Buddhist Law, there lay a terror even more frightening than outright slaughter—supreme, immense fear!

Seeing this, Huang Long True Man could no longer hold back.

"Daoist, shall we have a match?"

At first, Ksitigarbha continued to use conventional Buddhist techniques to respond.

As his Precepts Blade danced in his palm, the Swastika Buddha Seal manifested, golden light dazzling, and Buddhist hymns echoed continuously, attempting to subdue his opponent, whose physical strength was outrageously formidable, with supreme Buddhism.

However, what Huang Long True Man practiced was the top-tier body refining divine skill "Nine Revolutions Profound Skill," from Pangu's True Sect. His physical body was already at the realm of Vajra Unbreakable, Invulnerable to All Techniques.

He didn't even use any protective Spiritual Treasure, relying solely on his iron fists, containing the power to shatter mountains and break peaks, to make Ksitigarbha feel increasing pressure.

"Ha!"

With a loud shout, Huang Long True Man's voice was like a dragon's roar. As he punched, the air exploded, dragon-shaped phantoms swirling within the fist winds, dominating and unparalleled.

Ksitigarbha dared not take it head-on, had to sidestep to dodge, but the fierce wind from the punch still whipped his monk's robe, making it rustle, and his cheeks sting.

So, after narrowly avoiding another fierce assault from Huang Long True Man, Ksitigarbha finally realized he would have to reveal his true skills to end the day well.

He gradually stopped moving, ceasing his evasive maneuvers, firmly rooting his feet to the ground, his expression becoming solemn and dignified as never before, deciding to use his ultimate divine power—"Golden Body Immortal."

At the moment he made that decision, an unimaginably vast aura exploded from his seemingly frail body!

A towering golden body—formed entirely from the purest Buddhist Will Power and Merit Golden Light—gradually rose behind him. With its dignified appearance, possessing three heads and six arms, it instantly suppressed the chaotic battlefield's void.

Then, under countless gazes of shock, curiosity, or awe, Ksitigarbha made an unexpected move.

He reached out with both hands, grabbed the large plain monk's robe on his body, and with a ripping sound, tore his upper garment into two halves.

He revealed his robust and flawless upper body, his well-defined muscular lines exuding power like a Greek statue, with a faint golden divine radiance flowing over every inch of his skin, full of a sacred yet ascetic beauty.

Witnessing this scene, Huang Long True Man, who had just halted his attack, was momentarily stunned, then burst into laughter: "Hahaha! Young Monk, what do you mean by this? Could it be that fighting with your clothes off makes you stronger?"

He was not angered by Huang Long's words, instead slowly raising his hands, bringing them together in prayer before his chest, his once compassionate eyes now holding an unfathomable depth.

"Daoist, just watch carefully."

"Alright! In that case, I'll take a good look at what you're up to!"

Huang Long True Man laughed heartily, thinking it must be some secret technique to enhance combat power, and his fighting spirit surged even more.

He raised his head and let out a resounding dragon's roar, then unleashed his own Fatian Xiangdi divine skill, his stature growing with the wind, transforming into a similarly towering giant with a dragon-headed form, standing against the immense golden body, ready for the most primal battle.

"Boom!!!"

The two colossal giants clashed fiercely, each exchange of blows like the collision of two ancient Divine Mountains, unleashing devastating shockwaves that cracked the earth for thousands of miles around.

They were evenly matched, one with an indestructible golden body, the other with a holy physique, fighting until the world seemed to crumble apart, the sun and moon fading, growing ever more ferocious as the battle went on.

Yet, as time passed, even the combat-oriented brain of Huang Long True Man, accustomed to straightforward thinking, detected something amiss.

He was surprised to find that their earth-shattering battle was being "witnessed" more and more by an increasingly mysterious audience.

At some point, the Immortal Gods around, who were previously locked in combat, whether friend or foe, seemed to be influenced by some invisible force. Their movements slowed, and their gazes were gradually but inevitably drawn to the brilliantly shining golden body of Ksitigarbha.

"Wow… look at that golden body, so… so handsome! Full of masculine vigor!"

A Fairy from the Chan Sect, who was previously in intense magical combat, suddenly stopped her actions, her cheeks flushing, looking at the golden body with dreamy eyes, murmuring to herself.

"Ahhhh! He's so fierce! Look at the beauty of his power with every punch and kick! I love it!"

A witch from the Jiuli Tribe unabashedly screamed, her gaze at Ksitigarbha's golden body no longer hostile, but filled with blatant admiration and obsession.