Chapter 347: The Extreme Realm Unleashed

This intent was pure, radiating a demonic aura that incited bloodlust.

The Twin Buddha's divine-demonic extreme domain condensed once more. His eye sockets turned crimson, and the ferocious eight-armed, three-headed demonic apparition rapidly fused with his body.

His path of cultivation was to subdue this inner demon, completely refine it, suppress the demonic form with a Buddha's heart, and thereby achieve the ultimate unity.

But at this moment, to slay Li Hao and erase him entirely, he chose instead to suppress his Buddha's heart with the demonic form, drawing upon the lingering power of his past life embedded within it! 

The Buddha's light faded, and his body became enveloped by the demonic form. Beneath his dimmed, treasure-like robes, his skin turned crimson like a demon's, marked with ferocious, scorching burns.

As his body transformed, Li Hao emerged from the void and abruptly kicked out.

With a *bang*, the Twin Buddha's divine-demonic extreme domain couldn't withstand Li Hao. It was shattered by the Eternal Dao Domain, sending him flying with a single kick.

Though he crashed into the formation, his body continued to change. Within the divine-demonic extreme domain, a trace of celestial demonic will began to emerge—a power of the Sacred Path.

Li Hao narrowed his eyes, raised his hand, and swung his sword.

The sword qi followed his will, slashing through everything visible before him! 

As that ultimate sword light reflected in his crimson pupils, the Twin Buddha's eyes contracted slightly. He roared in fury, attempting to resist, but the divine-demonic apparition in his domain had barely manifested before it was cleaved apart by the sword light—like paper, utterly fragile! 

The sword light struck the Twin Buddha directly, carrying the force of ten thousand mountains pressing down. With a *bang*, his body didn't tear apart but exploded outright! 

His mutated form instantly dissolved into countless splashes of ink-like blood, scattering in all directions.

The golden divine blood of his extreme divine realm was tainted by demonic qi, turning pitch black.

On the vast battle platform, it was as if an ink-filled balloon had burst. The ground darkened, splattered outward in all directions.

At that moment, the entire Canglan Realm seemed to fall silent.

Countless onlookers were struck speechless by the scene, their scalps tingling as if their souls had fled their bodies, goosebumps erupting across their skin.

The Twin Buddha—exploded by a single sword strike from Li Hao?!

Top prodigies like Chi Guang and the Haoyue Saint Son paled, their eyes filled with deep shock.

Haotian's swordsmanship was terrifying, and his Dao Domain even more so. It was hard to imagine that someone at the Realm of Enlightenment could cultivate to such a level!

"Is the Twin Buddha… dead?"

"A reincarnated saint, yet he couldn't withstand a single strike from Haotian?"

"The Dao Domain cultivated to its extreme is this horrifying—beyond exaggeration. Just the domain alone makes him invincible!"

As they regained their senses, the crowd below erupted in astonished cries, their faces full of disbelief.

In this sacred Buddhist land, a reincarnated saintly Buddha had been publicly slain—an unthinkable event!

Yet the ink-stained blood on the battle platform was undeniably real.

"Why is the Twin Buddha's blood black? Could he have fallen to the demonic path?"

"Compared to Haotian, the Twin Buddha feels more like a demonic cultivator."

Gazing at the lone figure standing on the platform, the crowd murmured in astonishment and uncertainty.

But then, a sudden change occurred.

The blood on the ground began to wriggle rapidly. A figure swiftly coalesced from it—none other than the Twin Buddha himself.

However, his body was now fully crimson, with faint horns protruding from his forehead and fangs peeking from his mouth. His gaze turned ferocious and unrestrained, brimming with a rampant intent to kill.

"The Buddha has resurrected?"

"This… this must be the legendary Triple Immortality Extreme Realm—neither dying nor extinguished!"

"That's right—rebirth from a drop of blood! Though it's not invincible in the Realm of Laws, it's absolutely unkillable!"

The crowd was stunned. They hadn't expected the Twin Buddha to possess such a fearsome extreme realm. Rumors claimed he had mastered six extreme realms, and it seemed those rumors were true.

"Rebirth from a drop of blood…"

Chi Guang narrowed his eyes. His sect had long gathered secret information about the Twin Buddha, including his mastery of the Triple Immortality Extreme Realm. Though Chi Guang had heard of rebirth from a drop of blood, he'd never tested it himself and wasn't sure if his own Flame Path could incinerate everything.

But judging by the strength the Twin Buddha had just displayed, Chi Guang feared he'd lose before even forcing the Buddha to use that rebirth ability.

The divine-demonic extreme domain was like paper under Li Hao's hands, but Chi Guang could sense its terror. If it were them facing it, they might fall into peril in an instant.

*Whoosh!* 

After his rebirth, the demonic apparition behind the Twin Buddha vanished, but the demonic qi within him surged dozens of times stronger.

Li Hao frowned slightly but wasn't surprised by the rebirth. He'd already noticed it when the Buddha regrew his severed arm earlier, recognizing the Triple Immortality Extreme Realm.

Otherwise, he wouldn't have struck so hard with that sword.

After all, to avoid killing him outright, Li Hao had disabled the lethal properties of his attack—just in case that one-percent chance of a fatal strike triggered and killed the Buddha on the spot, prompting the Buddha Sovereign to come after him.

The purpose of that explosive sword strike was to prevent the sacred power within the demonic form from fully merging with the Twin Buddha's body and to interrupt his actions. But now, it seemed that even with his body temporarily destroyed, that homologous power had still fused with him.

"Forcing me to this point—you truly are my calamity!"

"Die!!"

The Twin Buddha's gaze was savage. Without further words, he let out a guttural roar.

The demonic qi on his body boiled and trembled. In the next instant, he vanished into the void, charging at Li Hao.

Li Hao's eyes flickered, faintly tracking his void movement. He raised his sword, preparing to strike at that spot.

When the Twin Buddha reappeared, a crimson sacred mark flashed in his eyes. Time seemed to pause for a moment as countless wailing demonic thoughts, like the cries of wronged souls, assaulted Li Hao's will. The world before his eyes shifted into another scene—countless civilians dying miserably, flipping past like pages in a book, racing through his memory in a dizzying blur.

All of this happened in an instant, causing Li Hao's sword momentum to falter slightly.

"Outer Extreme Six Harmonies—Heart Execution!"

The Twin Buddha struck abruptly. The power hidden within the demonic form erupted. With a *bang*, a vast surge of crimson lightning, as if tearing through the void, crashed onto Li Hao.

Even Li Hao's Eternal Dao Domain was breached by the sacred will within that crimson lightning, cracking open a rift that struck his body.

His body exploded instantly, dissolving into countless dazzling drops of golden divine blood, scattering across the sky.

This sudden counterattack left the onlookers dumbfounded.

From the moment Li Hao and the Twin Buddha clashed, the relentless succession of events felt like their minds couldn't keep up.

Just moments ago, Li Hao had been overwhelmingly dominant. Yet in the blink of an eye, the Twin Buddha had turned the tables, killing him with a single blow, reducing him to a shower of blood.

In the brief silence, a sharp cry shattered the stillness.

"Qingfeng!!"

Below the platform, Lin Qingying froze in shock. In that instant, the color drained from her face.

She instinctively called out Li Hao's former name—the gentle breeze that lingered in her memories.

Her cry jolted the crowd back to their senses, leaving them stunned and horrified.

Such a terrifying prodigy—killed on the spot!

Chi Guang stared at the scattered golden divine blood on the ground, hardly believing his eyes.

A trace of disbelief flickered in Lin Shuhai's eyes, clearly caught off guard.

The Haoyue Saint Son and other saintly prodigies widened their eyes in shock. Li Hao—dead? Killed during this battle for a slot?!

"The Buddha has vanquished the demon to uphold the Dao!"

"The Buddha has finally slain that demonic fiend!"

"The demonic path deserves death—justice is served!"

The Buddhist disciples snapped out of their shock and erupted into cheers. Many chanted Buddha's name, their expressions devout, filled with compassion and joyous smiles.

On the platform, a gleam of satisfaction flashed in the Twin Buddha's eyes, but then he seemed to sense something. His brows furrowed, a hint of unease rising in his gaze.

"This boy… is extraordinary."

In the Buddhist hall, the Literary Saint sighed softly. The boy's monstrous talent left even him in awe.

At that moment, the scattered golden divine blood on the battle platform suddenly burst into blinding golden light.

Then, as if drawn together, all the blood converged. Amid the golden glow, a figure rose once more on the platform.

The jet-black longsword that had fallen aside buzzed and returned to its master, settling into the youth's hand.

With sword in hand, he stood unrivaled between heaven and earth.

Witnessing this phenomenon, the Buddhist disciples' cheers halted abruptly, their throats seemingly choked.

The compassion on their faces froze, turning into eerie, statue-like smiles.

Chi Guang, Haoyue, and the others, who hadn't yet had time to mourn Li Hao, froze as well, then stared in stunned disbelief.

Rebirth from a drop of blood?! 

Li Hao had cultivated the Triple Immortality Extreme Realm too?!

Li Hao raised a hand, retrieving a set of clothes from his spatial storage and quickly dressing himself. His gaze swept downward, offering a reassuring look to the green-clad woman below, whose tear-streaked face had frozen mid-weep.

Then he turned to the Twin Buddha before him. Seeing the other's grim expression, he gave a faint smile: 

"It seems you're out of moves."

That crimson lightning had carried the Twin Buddha's past-life remnant power, but it was now spent—used to pierce Li Hao's Eternal Dao Domain and shatter his body.

Without that power now, Li Hao had no patience for further talk. With those words, his body vanished.

Void Return!

Flying Kick!

*Bang!* 

A sweeping kick lashed out, his leg like a steel rod striking the Twin Buddha's abdomen, sending him flying into the formation.

Another Void Return—Stomp! 

Before the Twin Buddha could fall from the formation, Li Hao appeared above him, raising his leg high and slamming it down like a giant axe onto his head.

The blow smashed the Twin Buddha's head into the ground, splitting it open with blood gushing and his face torn apart.

Then Li Hao grabbed one of his legs, swinging him down onto the ground with brutal force—*bang bang bang*! 

Over a dozen consecutive slams shook the platform. The Twin Buddha's body, like a tattered sack, sprayed black blood with each impact.

After the barrage, Li Hao flung him into the air, then teleported above with a Void Return. With a spinning sweep of his leg, he smashed the Twin Buddha into the center of the platform.

The platform trembled violently, a massive crater forming. Were it not for the cushioning force beneath, the Twin Buddha would have pierced straight through this sacred Buddhist mountain to its base.

Li Hao landed, planting a foot on the Twin Buddha's head, pinning it to the ground, rendering him immobile.

"A Buddha cultivating the demonic path—so flashy. Is this your practice?"

Li Hao pressed his foot against the back of the Twin Buddha's skull, his gaze cold and commanding as he looked down: 

"You reincarnated just for this moment today?"

Hearing this, the Twin Buddha, his mind buzzing from the onslaught, nearly spat blood in frustration.

The countless beings of the Canglan Realm watched Li Hao's relentless counterattack in a daze. Seeing him step on the Twin Buddha's head and deliver those words left them stunned and overwhelmed, almost comical in their disbelief.

To dare step on the head of a reincarnated saint—such audacity was likely unprecedented in history.

Below, Chi Guang's face twitched slightly. He suddenly felt fortunate that his prior clash with Li Hao hadn't been too severe. Being defeated by a single sword strike was, in hindsight, a mercy. Otherwise, being publicly humiliated like this would make it impossible to show his face again.

The Haoyue Saint Son felt a shiver of dread. Suddenly, he reconsidered his past grudge—perhaps it was better to let it go and avoid provoking this guy in the future.

"Stop!"

A furious shout rang out.

A Buddhist Half-Saint, seated atop a green lion, glared at Li Hao with righteous anger and bellowed.

Li Hao turned his head, noting the Half-Saint's enraged expression. He raised an eyebrow, then lightly shrugged: 

"My hands aren't moving."

Seeing Li Hao's flippant demeanor, the Half-Saint nearly choked. Indeed, Li Hao was using his foot to pin the Twin Buddha—technically, his hands were uninvolved.

The crowd couldn't help but chuckle at Li Hao's cheeky, defiant response. Disciples from other sacred lands, who held no fondness for the Buddhist sanctum, even felt the urge to burst into laughter.

"Remove your foot!" 

The Half-Saint's face darkened as he said, "Such behavior would anger even a Buddha! Show mercy where it's due—this humiliation has gone too far!"

"Compared to his intent to kill me, humiliation is a small matter. If it were your choice, would you pick death or humiliation?"

Li Hao replied coolly, not budging his foot. Instead, he pressed down harder.

Once the center of attention, the top prodigy of the Canglan Realm now lay helpless beneath his foot.

Seeing Li Hao casually converse with a Half-Saint while stepping on the Twin Buddha, his peerless figure etched itself into countless minds.

Whether Li Hao cultivated the demonic path or not, his strength and presence left an indelible mark.

"You have an immortal extreme realm—this was just a spar. How can you speak of him trying to kill you?" 

The Half-Saint retorted angrily. "Besides, you struck with malice first. If he didn't have the Triple Immortality Extreme Realm, he'd have been killed by you already!"

Li Hao chuckled lightly. "His arm regrew in an instant—I knew he had an extreme realm, so I shattered his body to drain his power. But he didn't know I had the Triple Immortality Extreme Realm, yet he attacked with intent to kill me on the spot. Why didn't you call for a stop then?"

The Half-Saint faltered, then snapped, "He acted to subdue a demon. You cultivate the demonic path, and allowing you to compete here was already our magnanimity. Don't push your luck!"

"So when he tries to kill me, it's subduing a demon. When I strike him, it's malice. No wonder you've attained a golden body—all the benefits go to you."

Li Hao sneered, unwilling to waste more words in debate. He lifted his foot and stomped down again on the Twin Buddha's head.

With each step, the Twin Buddha spat blood.

He tried to resist, but trapped in Li Hao's Eternal Dao Domain, he was powerless.

If Li Hao unleashed the domain's full force, he could shatter the Twin Buddha's body again in an instant. This battle was utterly lost.

"You—you're utterly lawless!" 

The Half-Saint roared in fury. "He's already defeated—why won't you relent? Why is your heart so ruthless?"

"Defeated? I haven't heard him beg for mercy or concede. Why don't you ask—who heard it?"

Li Hao didn't even lift his eyes, his tone flat.

His foot didn't stop, stomping harder with each blow.

The arena echoed with the *bang bang* of impacts. The crowd fell silent. The Twin Buddha hadn't conceded, true, but he clearly had no strength left to fight.

Yet without a formal surrender, the battle wasn't technically over.

Unable to hold back any longer, the Half-Saint leapt from his green lion, waved open the formation, and teleported before Li Hao.

His towering, solemn figure loomed nearly three meters tall, blocking the sunlight as he glared down at Li Hao with the wrath of a vajra: 

"I've spoken to you myself, yet you ignore me. This is an insult to me!"

His face burned with anger as he growled, "Step back!"

Li Hao tilted his head slightly, meeting his gaze with indifference. "If you feel insulted, then so be it. If we're keeping score, you brought it on yourself."

"What?!"

The Half-Saint's eyes widened in disbelief. This boy's arrogance knew no bounds—not even bowing before a Half-Saint.

"Such insolence! I may not be a full saint, but I've cultivated the Sacred Path. You disrespect sacred intent—don't blame me for stepping in to discipline you on behalf of your elders!"

A sharp glint flashed in the Half-Saint's eyes. His body radiated Buddhist light, brilliant as a rosy dawn, exuding sacred will that inspired awe.

"It's the Half-Saint Jueming!"

"This demon is too arrogant—ignoring even a Half-Saint's words."

"Who's backing him to give him such confidence to defy a Half-Saint?"

The Buddhist disciples' eyes gleamed, eager to see Jueming Half-Saint crush Li Hao with a single blow, restoring the Buddhist sect's lost honor.

Insulting a Half-Saint and being disciplined by one wasn't exactly bullying—at least it could be justified.

Below, faces like Zhantan and Ye Zu's shifted slightly. They hadn't expected a Buddhist Half-Saint to personally intervene. This was getting ugly.

"Buddha Sovereign, this might be improper," the Literary Saint said, glancing at the Buddha Sovereign beside him. A flicker of admiration for Li Hao stirred in his heart.

The Sword Saint beside them remained calm, but he suddenly sensed something and looked at his disciple, Bian Ruxue. Her brows twitched as if awakening from an epiphany.

A浓郁 charm of the Dao enveloped her, and the temperature around her plummeted—a phenomenon signaling her entry into the Dao.

Even his own natural sacred aura was affected by this shift—a testament to her breakthrough.

"She's entered the Dao through enlightenment…"

A spark lit in the Sword Saint's eyes. Entering the Dao via swordsmanship put her on par with that Haotian boy.

Though her Ice-Snow Sword Dao couldn't match his All-Beings Sword Dao or the terrifying swordsmanship the youth had just displayed, it was still an entry into the Dao—placing her among the top tier of prodigies across the heavens.

Most crucially, she was young, with a long path ahead—potentially even capable of sacrificing herself to become a saint.

If she took the path of sacrifice, she wouldn't need the extreme realm of Heaven-Earth Dharma to contain incense power.

After becoming a saint, she could reincarnate, re-cultivate her extreme realms, and live a brilliant second life—a far safer route.

These thoughts lifted the Sword Saint's spirits, a smile curling his lips.

The Buddha Sovereign didn't respond to the Literary Saint. Instead, he turned to the Sword Saint: 

"It seems your disciple gained much from this battle. Congratulations."

The Sword Saint smiled modestly. "You're too kind, Buddha Sovereign."

(End of Chapter)