The Tai Sui's Yang Spirit was fast. In the blink of an eye, it was several meters away from the Buddha statue. Under my control, it stopped.
It was the first time I had to use the Yang Spirit to fight an enemy, but I didn't panic. I recalled a hand seal recorded in the Death Scripture that required the Yang Spirit to work with me. I hurried to perform the hand seal.
The Tai Sui hovering next to the Sakyamuni Buddha statue followed my movements and performed the hand seal.
When I performed the hand seal, I didn't feel any power. However, the Tai Sui was different. In just a blink of an eye, a sharp aura shot out from its hands and dashed toward the Sakyamuni Buddha statue.
I didn't expect that the Buddha statue would suddenly show a trace of fear and retreat.
This surprised me. It turned out this Buddha statue had a mind of its own. No wonder it moved so fast. It didn't seem like it needed to be controlled.
From my experience fighting against the Nanyang Daoist sects, this amulet was similar to the Ghost Raising Sect's ghost-raising technique. However, I couldn't figure out why Long Pu's amulet had a Sakyamuni statue.
It seemed the Nanyang's evil techniques had some tricks up their sleeves.
While I was thinking, the Buddha statue had retreated a long distance. However, it didn't wait for its death. It put its palms together in front of its chest and mumbled something. It sounded like the rhythm of a Buddhist scripture. However, I didn't know Thai, so I didn't know what technique it was.
A few seconds later, it stopped chanting and slowly spread its palms.
I could clearly see a Buddhist swastika in black between its palms.
Seeing this symbol, I was startled.
This swastika was very famous. In Sanskrit, it was read as' the auspicious appearance of the clouds in the sea. 'It was a symbol of good fortune between the clouds and the sea.
It was painted on Buddha's chest, and Buddhists considered it a 'auspicious appearance' because it could emit precious light. It was said to have thousands of colors.
The swastika was also an ancient and mysterious pattern in the world. It was worshipped as a symbol of the sun or fire.
In ancient India, Persia, and Greece, it was used as a talisman, amulet, and religious symbol.
Moreover, this swastika was the supreme symbol of Buddhism, which could subdue all evil forces.
But other than that, these words had another bloody and terrifying meaning. Back then, the German Nazis used them as a symbol of violence and bloodshed during their reign.
Although the black swastika had appeared from the Sakyamuni statue, it was clearly not the supreme seal of Buddhism. It was most likely a trick of Long Pu's.
Nanyang's sorcery was ultimately derived from Huaxia's metaphysics. After a thousand years, some of the sorcery had changed so much that it was impossible to tell its original form.
For example, this swastika was most likely the product of a combination of a certain Huaxia Metaphysics technique and a Buddhist seal.
"No matter what, judging from the aura emitted by the swastika, the power of this move must be very strong. I don't know if my Yang Spirit can withstand it.
While he was thinking, the dark swastika had already collided with the Tai Sui Yang God's handprint. In a flash, the two forces exploded, rolling up the sky.
Under the tyrannical power, even I, who was far away, felt the impact. I didn't even have time to resist before my body was sent flying.
A few seconds later, he fell heavily to the ground.
Long Pu of Jinshan Temple was smart. He hid behind the Sakyamuni statue to avoid the impact of the air waves.
However, his face became paler. It was obvious that he was also affected.
I turned to look at the Sakyamuni statue. The Tai Sui Yang God contained all of my cultivation in the Yang Spirit Realm. With the help of the handprint, the power that erupted was extremely strong, but the Sakyamuni statue was still able to resist it. It was not easy.
This time, Long Pu and I had the idea of finishing the battle in one go, so we had almost exhausted all of our cultivation. Who would have thought that there would still be no winner? The situation was once again in a stalemate.
I was not worried. Instead, I was happy. I could take advantage of this time to quickly replenish my Dao Qi and heal my injuries.
The True Dragon Qi in the jade bracelet was quickly absorbed into my body and turned into Dao Qi to nourish my body. At the same time, my spiritual sense controlled the Tai Sui Yang God to continue fighting with the Sakyamuni statue to keep up the pressure on Long Pu.
His situation was different from mine. The amulet that Long Pu of Jinshan Temple had taken out was obviously an external force. After he had taken it out, he had been sitting cross-legged behind the Buddha statue. It seemed that he was also recovering his cultivation.
Although he did not have a heaven-defying item like the jade bracelet, he had been recovering longer than me. It was hard to say who had the upper hand.
About fifteen minutes later, the Dao Qi in my body had recovered by seventy to eighty percent, and my Witch Qi had also slowly recovered.
After advancing to the Yang Spirit Realm, I did not need to rely on absorbing other Witch Qi to nourish myself like before. Instead, I could rely on the Tai Sui Yang God itself to recover my Witch Qi.
After all, the original Tai Sui contained almost endless Witch Qi. After transforming into the Yang Spirit, the Witch Qi would not disappear. It would just become a kind of foundation and gather in the Yang Spirit.
My strength had recovered more than half, so I did not want to continue the stalemate with Long Pu. After all, he was also recovering. When he recovered, it might be another hard battle. It was better to take the initiative now and catch him off guard.
With this thought, I stood up and looked at Long Pu.
After the previous round of fighting, the muddy ground in the middle of the battlefield had sunk dozens of meters deep. The weeds within a hundred meters had also been swept away, leaving only a bare area.
Long Pu was still hiding behind the Sakyamuni Buddha statue, sitting cross-legged to recover from his injuries.
I took a deep breath and circulated the Witch Qi in my body at the same time. Almost at the same time, the power of the Tai Sui Yang God suddenly rose, and flames appeared around it.
In the flames, the complicated mark on its forehead emitted a golden light, as if it had grown another eye. It stared at the Sakyamuni Buddha statue in front of it, as if it had locked on to its target.
I pointed at it, and it went straight to the Sakyamuni Buddha statue. Its hands were burning with red flames. In the blink of an eye, it reached the statue and hit its chest.
The Yang Spirit was very small, less than the height of an arm. When it hit the tall Buddha statue, it was like a moth flying into a flame. It looked like there was a great disparity in strength, but the final result was completely different from what it seemed.
The small Yang Spirit had the power of a thousand kilograms. When it hit the statue, the flames around it burst out and covered the entire Sakyamuni Buddha statue.
The flames were originally the power of Yang, so they could restrain the dark Buddha statue.
Amidst the flames that filled the sky, the Sakyamuni Buddha statue was no longer as stable as before. In the blink of an eye, it flew out and fell to the ground, creating a deep pit. The evil aura around it also dissipated a lot.
Seeing that the Sakyamuni Buddha statue had temporarily lost its power, I temporarily stopped the Yang Spirit and walked toward Long Pu.
At this time, Long Pu of the Jinshan Temple had opened his eyes. Obviously, he couldn't accept the fact that I had defeated the Sakyamuni Buddha statue. His eyes were scarlet, and his face was extremely gloomy. His chest was heaving up and down. He seemed to be extremely angry.
When people are angry, they must do something crazy. I was secretly vigilant. I stepped on the Big Dipper, and the Xuanyuan Sword in my hand fell, directly slashing at him.
After filling it with enough Qi of the Way, the Xuanyuan Sword Qi was dozens of feet long. With just a wave of my hand, the Sword Qi swept in front of his face.
With the sharpness of the Xuanyuan Sword Qi, if the sword hit him, not even his bones would be left.
I thought he would desperately try to avoid it, but he didn't. Instead, he closed his eyes.
His action made my heart tremble. With his cultivation and means, it was impossible for him to directly choose to give up resistance at this time.
Therefore, my heart became more and more serious. The Xuanyuan Sword Qi in my hand didn't slow down at all. Instead, it sped up. In the blink of an eye, it was less than a meter away from him.
Right at this moment, Long Pu's eyes suddenly opened, and he started howling loudly. His tone was strange, and it was similar to his Buddhist chant from before, but it was much sharper. It was as if he was in purgatory and was experiencing endless pain.
As the howl sounded, thick smoke came out of his body in an instant.
As the thick smoke left his body, his body suddenly burst open.
At this time, the Xuanyuan Sword Qi finally touched his body, but it only turned his broken limbs into smoke.
This sudden change surprised me, and I didn't know what kind of method he was using.
However, when I saw the thick smoke that had left his body and was floating toward the fallen Sakyamuni Buddha statue on the ground, I suddenly understood.
Long Pu was also a Yang Spirit Celestial Master, so he could naturally separate the Yang Spirit from his body.
However, the Yang Spirit of a Nanyang cultivator seemed to be quite different. Unlike the Huaxia cultivators, who cultivated the Yang Spirit into their own appearance, it turned into a puff of smoke.
Because of this, I didn't notice it at all.
It was obvious that his recovery speed was far slower than mine. Under the Xuanyuan Sword Qi, he knew that he couldn't resist at all, so he had to abandon his body.
However, although his Yang Spirit had left his body, it didn't escape. Instead, it attached itself to the Sakyamuni Buddha statue, obviously trying to struggle before death.
The Sakyamuni Buddha statue was not an ordinary object, and Long Pu's cultivation was extremely high. Previously, he had only sacrificed a drop of blood from his fingertip to greatly increase the strength of the Buddha statue. Now that he had attached his Yang Spirit to the Buddha statue, it would be even more difficult to deal with him.
Obviously, this was Long Pu's last act of madness.
To be honest, I wasn't completely sure, but I wasn't afraid at all.
At the moment, it was a life-or-death situation. Neither he nor I had a way out.