Fantasy: I'll do the hacking, and you'll suffer the side effects!

241: Completely possessed by the devil! Golden body arhat!“You lowly scoundrel, if this Buddha hadn’t reminded you to go to Golden Scale Que back then, how could you be where you are today?” Jiekong gnashed his teeth in hatred.

He felt that he had shaped the current Qin Han.

Everything about the other party was his credit. If it weren’t for him, how could things have become so complicated?

The extreme cold divine pearl would have been in his hands long ago.

Perhaps even the Kunpeng Precious Technique would have been acquired by now.

But now, such a flaw had appeared, like a small hole in a perfect plan, gradually corroding all sides as time passed.

Until it was riddled with holes and fell apart.

“I do indeed have to thank you. If it weren’t for you, I truly wouldn’t have made it this far,” Qin Han said, gripping the Golden Bell tightly and roaring as he smashed it into the abyss.

“Boom…”

A deafening roar like thunder resounded. The Golden Bell struck the rock wall, and the latter instantly shattered into countless stones.

The Golden Bell swept through the Buddhas, and under the boundless immense power and Immortal Physique, these projections instantly shattered.

The Divine Domain, which was difficult to break in the past, was shattered with a single strike, creating a large opening.

Jiekong forcibly resisted the urge to unleash the Floating Pagoda. If he were to do so, it would mean actively admitting he was inferior to Qin Han.

After all, with the Floating Pagoda at full power, it could rival a Half-Step Extreme Dao Imperial Weapon, possessing world-destroying power.

Given Jiekong’s pride, he could not do something so humiliating.

After all, this was a clash of Prodigies. If he were to use a supreme treasure first, it would be equivalent to actively admitting inferiority to the opponent.

Moreover, who knew if Qin Han had a supreme treasure on him?

If he couldn’t suppress him in one go, it would lead to endless troubles.

“If I don’t kill you today, it will be hard to vent the hatred in this Buddha’s heart!”

Jiekong gritted his teeth and made a decision that went against his ancestors.

He completely let go of his mind, allowing the Devilish Qi to surge through his limbs and bones. His entire body glowed with demonic light, and even his eyes were eroded and assimilated, losing all clarity and benevolence.

His Aura surged wildly, becoming several times stronger in just a few breaths, and it was still increasing.

The monstrous Devilish Qi polluted the Divine Domain, and many Buddhas gradually became demonized under the influence of this evil power.

At this moment, describing it as a Divine Domain was not appropriate; it should be called a Demonic Domain.

Strangely, Jiekong’s kasaya suddenly ripped open, and a pair of huge black wings grew out from within.

He suddenly looked up, still maintaining the posture of a single hand raised in front of him, but now it was filled with a sense of evil and extraordinary strangeness.

“If I am Buddha, I will save all sentient beings.”

“If I am a demon, I will sacrifice all heavens with blood!”

Boom!

Suddenly, a pitch-black pillar of light shot straight into the sky, violently widening the abyss by several feet, and countless millions of tons of massive rocks shattered.

Jiekong’s body visibly bulked up, soaring to three meters in an instant.

His muscles, moreover, stood out like coiling Dragons, covered in demonic patterns, as if he were a demonic creature that had emerged from a true abyss.

Qin Han watched all of this indifferently, shaking his head secretly, a sense of profound sorrow surfacing in his heart.

“The reputation Xuankong Temple has built over countless years has been shattered by you in one day. Are you worthy of the three thousand sariras within the Buddha bones? And are you worthy of the Buddha?”

“Shut up! What right do you have to judge this Buddha?” Jiekong roared, his voice like two pieces of sandpaper rubbing together, extremely grating.

“You have ultimately surrendered to the Demonic Path, becoming a slave to power. With your current identity, what if you become a Saint?”

“If a Demonic Buddha, whom everyone seeks to eliminate, appears in the world, even if I don’t act, someone will proactively eradicate him.”

“Stop, Jiekong. You still have a chance to turn back now,” Qin Han said.

Jiekong was furious upon hearing this. “I don’t need you to teach me how to seek the Dao. What kind of thing are you?”

“If it weren’t for this Buddha, you would still just be an ordinary Martial Artist of Heavenly Yang Que!”