1080: Chapter 316 Your Spirit Mountain, Now Belongs to Me_2 1080: Chapter 316 Your Spirit Mountain, Now Belongs to Me_2 But as that happened, the chicken leg also dispersed.
The battle of magic between Big Freedom Bodhisattva and Su He was not meant for outsiders to interfere.
It was unknown how the owner of the chicken leg forcibly intervened, but that was all they managed.
After that strike, Abysmal Hell dispersed, and the firmament above transformed into a beam of light, reflecting a battle scene.
In the endless Star Sea, a Dragon Turtle was half-submerged in the waters, beside it a White Dragon and an aged monk were alternately striking the monk at the center—Big Freedom Bodhisattva was knocked to the point where even his dignified aura as a Bodhisattva faltered.
He shimmered with Buddha’s Light, barely beginning to counter, when Thai Zu pressed down directly with his claw.
Regardless of his movements, they were instantly suppressed.
Beside Thai Zu, Azure Dragon Meng Xiao was coiling around, loudly cheering.
Such a scene was a rarity across millions of years!
The old monk took a bite of the chicken leg and, looking at Big Freedom Bodhisattva in the center, chuckled, “Uncle Master has excellent methods, cutting off greed, anger, and ignorance to achieve a true self-avatar.
Yet trapping my junior in the mortal world.
Is that the way of Spirit Mountain?”
It wasn’t that this guy’s avatar was constantly connected to his original being; otherwise, he wouldn’t have captured that faint trace of spiritual energy.
Using Spirit Mountain’s privileges against a junior, and without any shame!
Only you have the right?
The old monk snorted, then spat out the chicken meat he had just bitten into, “Damn it, it’s tainted with the aura of the old Bald Donkey from Spirit Mountain.
This chicken leg is ruined!”
A pure Sichuan pepper chicken leg, courageously challenged once in a millennium!
This was a promise made to a certain individual in the past, never to be broken.
Furious, he lifted his hand and smacked it toward Big Freedom Bodhisattva, who met his palm expressionlessly with a palm of his own.
As one palm struck, it passed through as though rippling through water.
This palm did not harm him at all but caused Big Freedom Bodhisattva’s expression to drastically change.
Calculating my Spirit Mountain territory!
In Spirit Mountain, the fragmented Abysmal Hell did not regather, and even Spirit Mountain itself was altered.
As the old monk’s Buddha’s Palm and Big Freedom Bodhisattva’s palm met, beams of Buddha’s Light within Spirit Mountain converged, manifesting as Boundary Stones falling onto Spirit Mountain.
Su He leaped up, glanced, and immediately understood the function of these Boundary Stones.
Within Spirit Mountain, one hundred thousand stones; ten thousand carried the aura of Big Freedom Bodhisattva, ten thousand carried the aura of the old monk.
Eighty thousand remained unclaimed.
Claiming a Boundary Stone meant claiming a part of Spirit Mountain!
Su He’s eyes brightened, his finger pointed out, and a ray of light fell onto an unclaimed Boundary Stone, only to be scattered and rebounded by the stone.
An Intention transmitted into Su He’s mind.
Unclaimed Boundary Stones cannot be seized; only the twenty thousand claimed Boundary Stones could change owners.
No wonder neither of the Immortal Sovereign state beings had seized those eighty thousand Boundary Stones.
Su He looked towards the Boundary Stones of Big Freedom Bodhisattva, his eyes lighting up.
Leaping down, Big Freedom Bodhisattva’s expression shifted, his hand grabbing the Zen Staff from the aura of Spirit Mountain, thrusting it towards Su He.
But just then, True Martial Emperor pointed his sword at him, the Sword Light touching the Zen Staff and stopping him.
Su He had already landed beside the Boundary Stone, looking at the mark left by Big Freedom Bodhisattva on the stele.
He pressed a palm and a black Spirit Snake appeared, the Gluttonous Eating Method biting ferociously at the mark, tearing downward like rending meat.
The mark remained, unripped.
Big Freedom Bodhisattva parried True Martial Emperor’s Immortal Sword with a staff, watching Su He with a faint sneer, Ignorance!
This person doesn’t understand Buddhist Law, he cannot refine the Boundary Stone!
Laughing so, he saw nearby his stone suddenly light up, revealing it to be one of the old monk’s Boundary Stones, positioned right where their stones intermingled.
A tremendous force rose from the old monk’s Boundary Stone, pressing towards the one Su He had torn, and after a tense moment, the mark of Big Freedom Bodhisattva on that stone dimmed.
Su He’s eyes brightened, the Spirit Snake lashing out again, and with a snap, tore the entire mark off, then his own power fell onto the Boundary Stone, melding into it, yet leaving no mark.
This place is Spirit Mountain, and Su He’s power is that of a Divine God Beast.
Even though he claimed all laws are Buddhist Law — even Su He didn’t believe that statement.
It was merely an application of power.
And Spirit Mountain only recognized true Buddhist Law.
Su He considered briefly, then beside him, power rose from the Boundary Stone of Big Freedom Bodhisattva, aiming to reclaim this stone.
But then Su He pointed again, this time channeling the force of his Gujing Pavilion Buddha’s Son mark.
With his finger’s touch, the Boundary Stone flashed, and a unique mark belonging to Su He settled into the stone.
Suddenly, he felt a connection of mind and spirit, the Spirit Mountain of the Boundary Stone now belonged to Su He!
In the sky, a dice tumbled down.
Four points, quality!
The sight then was Su He’s Boundary Stone flashing with a golden light, transforming from an ordinary stone to a jade stele.
Then, six Boundary Stones around the jade stele instantly shattered, their territories usurped by the jade stele.
Jade stele arises, Boundary Stone recedes!
Territory +6
Three belonged to Big Freedom Bodhisattva, three to the old monk.
Exceedingly fair.
In the Star Sea, Big Freedom Bodhisattva watched the old monk burst into laughter, his eyes mocking, clearly relishing in the schadenfreude of a thief ending up with nothing for his troubles.
He and the old monk had reached their limits with Boundary Stones on Spirit Mountain; they couldn’t take any from each other.
Never in millions of years had any monk managed to find a place among them.
Su He was an anomaly.
Right now his avatar matched him evenly, and his original being was being beaten, completely unable to focus elsewhere.
The old monk even displayed the Boundary Stone — ordinary Buddha’s Sons didn’t even qualify to see the Boundary Stone!
The old monk, fiddling with a small planetoid, wiped his greasy hands and chuckled, “That’s the monk’s own people; with a single word, I can take back my own Boundary Stone.”