The spire was five to six meters long and weighed several thousand catties.
Under Ji Mo's swing, it transformed into a streak of light, striking towards the high heavens.
Without the propulsion of immortal energy or the augmentation of grand dao laws, Ji Mo, relying solely on brute force, executed a simplified version of the Void Sword Control Technique.
"Heh, you can't call it the Void Sword Control Technique just by wildly throwing things around with immense strength. I once witnessed the Great Immortal Kongxu demonstrate the Void Sword Control Technique, slaughtering Immortal Emperors as easily as killing chickens and dogs. Even powerful beings in the Immortal God realm couldn't withstand a few of his strikes. Your move, however, has form but no spirit, looks impressive but is useless. I can shatter it with a flick of my finger."
Mingguang Buddha's face was filled with disdain. He hadn't felt any threat from Ji Mo's attack at all. He raised his intact left hand, extended his index finger, and flicked it towards the approaching spire, intending to crush it into dust and showcase his might.
Under the shroud of darkness, all power was suppressed, and even the laws of the grand dao were eroded. Mingguang Buddha did not believe anyone could pose a threat to him in such an environment.
However.
The moment his finger touched the spire, he realized how terribly wrong he was.
He couldn't even withstand the spire for half a second. His finger was as fragile as paper, instantly turning into powder.
Before Mingguang Buddha's horrified gaze, his entire left hand cracked inch by inch, disintegrating into fragments.
The spire, with undiminished momentum, continued its trajectory towards his chest.
Mingguang Buddha tried to dodge but suddenly found his body locked by a peculiar aura, rendering him unable to move.
His expression changed drastically, and he roared furiously, unleashing his strongest defenses.
Golden Bell Shield!
Sixteen-foot Golden Body!
Vajra Body Protection Divine Skill…
Mingguang Buddha was indeed profound in his cultivation, quickly employing several Buddhist defensive divine abilities within a short span.
Simultaneously, the gray mist erupting from his body condensed into a thick layer of armor, covering his vital points.
The dark demonic wheel floating above his head also cast down layers of light membranes, forming a powerful energy shield.
His entire body radiated a dazzling obsidian glow, shimmering with metallic brilliance. He was confident that even if Great Immortal Kongxu himself attacked, he could withstand it.
Alas, he still overestimated himself.
Or rather, he underestimated the simple-minded Ji.
The spire was invincible, easily piercing through the shields and armor, and then piercing through Mingguang Buddha's chest.
A large amount of black blood flowed from Mingguang Buddha's lips, his eyes losing their luster. His face turned ashen, and a bitter smile appeared. "Indeed, karma cycles, and retribution is swift. I schemed against Great Immortal Kongxu back then, and I never expected to die by the Void Sword Control Technique in the end."
A hint of regret flickered in his eyes. "I too once embraced light and saved people with compassion, but most people only know how to take without limit and never know gratitude. The hearts of men are not as they used to be, the world is in decay, and darkness will eventually descend. I was merely going with the flow. If one does not live for oneself, heaven and earth will destroy them. My immersion in darkness was merely to seek a way to survive."
"Ji Mo, I admit you are truly outstanding, but you are, after all, still too young. The bloody reality will show you that all resistance and struggle are futile. Surrendering to the darkness and becoming one of them is the only way to survive."
In his dying moments, Mingguang Buddha attempted to persuade Ji Mo not to struggle pointlessly, suggesting that only by falling into darkness could he survive.
It is said that a dying man speaks his mind.
But Mingguang Buddha clearly harbored ill intentions, trying to entice Ji Mo into the darkness and trap him.
"Since ancient times, who has not faced death? Let my loyal heart shine in history."
Ji Mo responded with unwavering resolve.
As a human, there are things one should do and things one should not. Although he feared death, he would rather die standing than live kneeling.
"Ignorance. One day, you will understand that living is the most important thing. After death, everything turns to smoke, and nothing remains…"
After uttering his final words, Mingguang Buddha's body exploded with a "boom," turning into gray smoke.
Even his soul was torn apart and completely dissipated.
Terrifying energy swept in all directions, also knocking away the dark demonic wheel, which fell to the ground.
However, even though Mingguang Buddha was dead, the crisis had not ended.
Death continued to claim lives, and the evil power was still harvesting the lives of the beings in Extreme Bliss High Plains.
During this time, tens of thousands of lives had already been taken, with corpses strewn everywhere, and the number was still increasing.
"We must find a way to destroy this demonic wheel, otherwise, Extreme Bliss High Plains will surely become a cursed land, and all life will be reaped."
The Four-Unlike spoke up, reminding them that the survival of all living beings in Extreme Bliss High Plains now rested on Ji Mo.
"Destroying it is enough?"
Ji Mo lunged forward, quickly rushing towards the dark demonic wheel not far away, and punched it.
His fist appeared unremarkable, but as it swung, it carried an indescribable aura, imbued with terrifying power.
"Even the laws were shattered. Mr. Ji's fist is too fierce. What kind of special physique does he possess?"
The Four-Unlike's eyes widened. Seeing the terrifying laws surrounding the dark demonic wheel being ground away by Ji Mo's fist wind, and the wheel itself being smashed with a single punch, its heart churned with astonishment.
It racked its brain but couldn't conceive of any physique that could unleash such power.
A cry of surprise erupted from the surroundings. The surviving beings, thinking Ji Mo had completely resolved the crisis, cheered loudly in excitement.
However, in the next moment, the shattered dark demonic wheel restored itself to its original state.
Ji Mo refused to believe it and repeatedly smashed it multiple times, but the result was the same; the dark demonic wheel always managed to restore itself perfectly intact.
"It contains indestructible energy. With my current strength, I truly cannot destroy this thing."
After numerous attempts, Ji Mo understood that he really couldn't break it.
He then tried to activate the Demonic Seal, attempting to absorb the energy of the dark demonic wheel, but he failed.
Clearly, he had encountered the most troublesome thing to date.
"Mr. Ji, this thing must be destroyed or sealed, otherwise, it might trigger a chain reaction and lead to the premature arrival of the apocalypse."
The Four-Unlike was worried, fearing that the situation would escalate uncontrollably.
If this crisis could not be resolved, then other harvesters would inevitably follow suit. Under the avalanche effect, it was highly likely that the full-scale harvest would begin.
"Seal?"
Ji Mo quickly pondered and soon came up with a plan, beginning to communicate with the system.
In the Xuanling Realm, in a humble courtyard.
A vortex suddenly appeared above the pond, and powerful spatial forces surged. The Bodhi tree "swished" and disappeared.
"Oh no! Sister Tiancan, our Bodhi tree has been stolen!"
Tianpeng yelled in a rooster-like voice, thinking they had been robbed.
How audacious! To dare to steal from here! Did that thief want to die?
"Ah…"
Tianpeng let out a cry of pain, and a large lump appeared on his forehead.
The mournful voice of the Nine-Transformation Celestial Silkworm sounded, "Why are you yelling so much? This is the Master taking the Bodhi tree away."
Little Tuan Tuan waddled over and said aggrievedly, "This is too much! Why didn't Ji Chizi take me too? I want to accompany him on his conquests…"
However, before it could finish speaking, a large lump also appeared on its forehead.
"What can you do besides eat and act cute?"
The Nine-Transformation Celestial Silkworm was disappointed in its lack of progress. At the same time, it said to everyone in the courtyard, "You slackers, hurry up and cultivate diligently, and ascend as soon as possible. The era of chaos is approaching, and we cannot let the Master fight alone. We must all share the burden for the Master."