Chapter Thirty-One: Universal Salvation, Vajra, and the Ocean of Suffering

  Today's second update, individual seeking collection votes and so on, haha.

  Although he was surrounded, Wang Qian was in his element. As he killed one scattered cultivator after another, his large hands continuously grasped and pulled out strip after strip of blue divine power water flow, wrapping up the dancing girls and throwing them outside the grand hall to ensure they wouldn't be accidentally killed by the battle's residual waves.

  In less than a moment, the scattered cultivators of Yandang Mountain were killed by Wang Qian, leaving only two people.

  One was a scholar with a handsome and delicate face, now even paler, his lips crimson as if painted with vermilion, the folding fan in his hand had a faded picture of a lady, this treasure of his had been crushed by Wang Qian's Nine Turns Divine Power during the battle earlier, the material on the fan was already damaged, spiritual energy constantly leaking out, it would soon be ruined.

  Ji Shi Xiong was the strongest martial artist on Yan Dan Mountain, with a cultivation level already at the early stage of foundation building. He had thought that Wang Qian, a pre-heavenly boundary cultivator, would be easily captured by his own disciples. But who could have imagined that before he even had time to make a move, his own men had been killed and scattered all over the place? Only Hong Yan Shu Sheng and himself were left standing alone in the grand hall, surrounded by corpses and bloodstains everywhere.

  "Could it be that I was too optimistic before? This Yan Dan Shan is just a group of mediocre people, and any unknown small character can almost destroy my foundation?"

  Ji Shi Xiong was stunned for a moment, his eyes momentarily dull, and an absurd thought flashed through his mind.

  "Ji Shi Xiong, Hong Yan Shu Sheng, now it's just the two of you left, how is that? Even as an ordinary inner disciple of Qing Yun Men, I can sweep you both away. With your kind of role, if it weren't for the fact that Di Di You Ming's clan made a big move and concentrated all my sect's energy, you would have been able to slaughter and plunder our disciples."

  Wang Gan launched a fierce attack and killed a group of people. Now it's time to humiliate Ji Shi Xiong, the leader of the bandits.

  His words are too vicious, directly pouring salt and sulfuric acid on Ji Shiying's wound, just when he had almost killed his subordinates, and then sarcastically saying that he is not worth fighting, this kind of vicious attack is more powerful than any magic or divine power, directly striking a person's soul.

  As expected, as soon as Wang Gan's voice fell, Ji Shi Xiong completely lost control.

  "You scoundrel, how dare you deceive me like this!"

  With a loud shout, Ji Shi Xiong finally revealed the ferocity and dominance of a Foundation Stage cultivator.

  He was practicing a gongfa called "Pu Du Jin Gang Jue", which is a Buddhist protective dharma. As he operated the gongfa, a brilliant light burst forth from his crown, and a golden sarira slowly rose up, shining brightly like the sun, illuminating the entire universe. A peaceful and patient aura enveloped the entire Golden Great Hall.

  Wang Qian's eyes flashed with a bright light, and in an instant, he saw the ferocity of this technique. The radiance emanating from Ji Shi Xiong's sarira contained a kind of mental attack that could calm the enemy's mind. Originally filled with murderous intent, under the illumination of this technique, it was possible for them to suddenly become devout and be sent on their way by others.

  Ji Shi Xiong, his face was ferocious like a golden Buddha, but the aura emanating from his body gave people a sense of calmness and serenity. This contradictory aura would make him suffer greatly if his mental state were to be slightly disturbed.

  "Good, Buddhist Dharma does have its unique aspects!"

  Wang Qian let out a sigh of admiration, also clasping his hands together in a seal, pouring all his spirit into the Suffering Sea Seal. It was as if he had merged with the vast expanse of the suffering sea, boundless and endless, entwining and bitter. All sorts of complex emotions surged up to his heart. Wang Qian had never felt so infinitely close to the suffering sea before, it was as if he himself was a part of it, a drop of seawater, a strand of bitterness.

  Ji Shi Xiong originally thought that as long as he, Shi Li Zi, made a move, relying on the huge gap in their cultivation, he could immediately subdue Wang Qian and make him his loyal follower and servant. Then, he would let Wang Qian return to Qing Yun Men and become his mole. This way, whether it was cultivation techniques or spiritual resources, they would be endless, and Ji Shi Xiong would definitely become a giant among scattered cultivators.

  Wishes are beautiful, reality is cruel.

  Wang Qian's performance was far beyond his expectations.

  Pu Du's divine light shone in front of Wang Gan, but it was as if he had encountered an invisible barrier, and it dissipated directly, unable to get close.

  "How is this possible? He's a congenital realm, I'm a foundation-building cultivator, a huge gap in realm, enough to make me instantly suppress him. Is he the legendary genius? Am I so lucky that every opponent is so powerful?"

  Ji Shi Xiong had a feeling of being on the verge of madness, he felt that his luck today was really too bad, all sorts of suffocating things happened to him, and even in his heart there was a faint sense of crisis.

  Wang Gan didn't care about Ji Shi Xiong's thoughts, he only felt that his current state was perfect, his spirit had been sublimated, and the power of his soul began to grow rapidly.

  The world is a vast ocean of suffering, with countless worldly troubles entwining, and the human body also has an ocean of suffering. If one does not open up this ocean of suffering, they cannot clearly recognize themselves. Even if they do open it up, they still cannot cross over to the other side, and in the end, they will be just like everyone else.

  At the moment he faced Jishiyu's Pu Du Jingang, Wang Gan suddenly entered a state of enlightenment, countless information flowing in his sea of consciousness, threads of water-like silk intersecting, his soul began to undergo a mysterious transformation, outsiders had no way of perceiving it, only he himself clearly recognized how important this moment was for him.

  Pu Du, Vajra, Sea of Suffering, several mysterious auras intertwined, the Sea of Suffering is a shackle, Pu Du is hope, Vajra is nature, these pieces of information integrated together are of great help to Wang Qian.

  At this moment, Wang Qian completely forgot about Ji Shi Xiong's existence and was fully immersed in his understanding of the bitter sea.

  Ji Shi Xiong's anger and frustration made him even more frenzied, and the Sarira emitted a brilliant light, releasing a faint, golden, immortal aura that made his body even more resilient and indestructible, with boundless strength.

  "Big Golden Fist!"

  The sound of the mantra echoed, deafening and astonishing. A virtual image of a Buddha appeared in the golden temple. The great Buddha emitted a faint golden light, ethereal yet full of power. He practiced a fist technique with his hands, majestic and powerful, suppressing the four directions with endless divine power. Wang Qian was instantly engulfed in a stormy sea.

  Innumerable fists, overbearing power, crushed from all sides, the air around Wang Qian was sucked dry under this enormous pressure, forming a vacuum, without any resistance. The fierce and powerful fist force had already reached an unknown number of times the speed of sound. In just one breath, Ji Shi Xiong's Great Golden Fist continuously attacked Wang Qian's body.

  "Alright, alright, I won't see the Golden Strength again. How can I understand the true meaning of the Sea of Suffering? To help others before helping oneself, Ji Shi Xiong, I want to thank you, thank you for this magical fist technique that gave me inspiration and allowed me to understand the true meaning of the Sea of Suffering."

  Wang Qian faced the dazzling fist, neither dodging nor evading, but instead calm and serene, like a Buddha who had attained enlightenment, or an ancient god born from chaos, benevolent, majestic, and powerful.

  Boom! Boom! Boom!

  Dajin Gangquan's fist method was fierce to the extreme, and Ji Shi Xiong didn't know how many punches he threw in an instant. Not a single one missed, all of them landed on Wang Qian's body.

  The result, however, left Ji Shi Xiong in despair. The foundation he had built earlier in his cultivation had already transformed into Fa Li (Buddhist power), so the boxing techniques that allowed him to cultivate and visualize the Buddha's aura were useless. His fists struck Wang Qian's body as if they were hitting an indestructible sacred mountain, causing no harm whatsoever. Instead, a blue divine energy flowed from Wang Qian's body like crystal clear water, filled with an aura of bitterness, hardship, and struggle. At this moment, his divine power had fully transformed into Suffering Sea Divine Power. In his lower abdomen, a sea of suffering the size of several meters in diameter suddenly appeared, shrouded in a blue mist that seemed to have no bounds.

  "Is this all the power you have in the foundation-building period? Suffering Sea Seal, Surge of Clouds and Destruction!"

  Wang Qian let out a sigh and walked step by step towards Ji Shi Xiong. All the golden fist aura that attacked him were dissolved by the blue divine power.

  Gently clapping out a palm, endless waves surged forward, the blue sky was vast and majestic, directly submerging the golden Great Buddha, also swallowing up Ji Shi Xiong's figure.

  Pfft!

  After a faint sound, the Golden Temple returned to calmness once again. Ji Shi Xiong had vanished; he was directly annihilated by Wang Qian's "Suffering Sea Seal".

  All of this happened in an instant, and Wang Qian made a huge breakthrough. Even Ji Shi Xiong, a loose cultivator in the foundation period, couldn't withstand even one move from him and was directly beaten into dust, his life mark erased.

  The Red Beauty Scholar was just defeated by Wang Qian in one move, shattering his White Bone Red Beauty Technique. The folding fan in his hand lost its luster and was completely ruined. His heart was shattered, and he didn't dare to stay any longer, wanting to escape immediately. However, Wang Qian's speed was too fast, and after Ji Shi Xiong's death, he thoroughly exposed himself.

  At this moment, Hongyan Shusheng was only three steps away from the gate, and these three steps were already a matter of life and death.

  Wang Gan walked up again, ignoring the scholar's shocked expression, and directly beat him to death. With such a ruthless and poisonous heart, someone who can show their head in a powerful place like Yandang Mountain must have designed many evil plots. Wang Gan naturally wouldn't let him live.

  After the war, the high-levels of Yanxia Mountain were caught off guard, and Wang Qian even made a breakthrough in his realm. The harvest from this trip was beyond his expectations, and he was extremely delighted.