Hyperdimensional Universe: I have Three Thousand Ultimate Talents

Chapter 267: Chapter 152: Let Me Breakthrough First

Translator: 549690339

Heaven Is the Blade, and All Ways Return to One.

That is the terror of the Heaven Creation Skill.

Although its attack power may not be as strong as the Inch Fist at its Limit Breakthrough, Inch Fist has its limitations, requiring close combat to unleash its true power. However, the Heaven Creation Skill is different, cleaving the sky and dividing Heaven and Earth.

Even with the Yulan Bell suppressing the universe, space was split open, and the void rule chains were severed and turned into the edge of destruction that fell on the chessboard.

Boom…

Mighty torrents exploded, shaking Heaven and Earth. The chessboard trembled and unleashed waves of power, spreading physically in all directions, followed by cracking sounds.

Crack…

The sound grew louder and louder until it finally burst, turning into countless fragments scattered in all directions.

The Buddha Master’s Chessboard, shattered.

“Impossible!”

The Great Saint Buddha let out an extremely sharp scream, his face filled with horror.

But how could that be the supreme treasure of the Buddha Master, the sect’s treasure of Xuankong Temple, shattered?

Even the Master might not be able to do it, right?

How did it happen that an unknown pawn destroyed it?

Immediately after, his heart turned cold, and the breath of death turned into a giant hand that grabbed his heart, making him suffocate. The Great Saint Buddha suddenly realized that Jiang Ming had raised his ax again, and its terrifying power shook the sky, suppressing all the principles within a hundred miles.

“I can’t stop this ax, can’t stop it, absolutely can’t stop it!”

The Great Saint Buddha’s mind trembled, wanting to escape, but found himself targeted, and the surrounding void condensed, turning into a terrifying oppressive force. There was nowhere to run, nowhere to hide.

“Want to kill me?”

His expression turned ferocious.

“Then let’s stake it all on Xuankong Temple’s thousand-year accumulation! If I don’t counter-kill, 1’11 be killed!”

“Thousand Buddhas Return to the Body!”

“Ten Thousand Buddhas Divine Palm!”

The Great Saint Buddha’s palms came together, and golden rivers quickly flowed into his body, increasing his power further. A giant Buddha image appeared behind him.

In an instant, the sound of wooden fish, chanting, and other Buddhist music began to ring out, growing louder and louder, vast and infinite. It evoked the various Buddha formations in this territory, bestowing power and an enormous sense of divine majesty.

His power reached its peak, which seemed to be beyond what the void could bear.

In another place.

By the great river, an old ox ate grass next to a white-haired, white-bearded Master.

He was looking up.

“I sensed a breath that could split Heaven and Earth, making even my heart tremble. Master, who possesses such power? The Grandmaster? His sword skill is unparalleled, his strength immeasurable, but he cannot have such power,” the Academy Grandmaster inquired calmly.

He was also slowly brewing tea.

Then he stood up and looked in the direction of Xuankong Temple, “I seemed to see a Buddha, boundless and immense, as if filling the whole world. Has the Buddha Ancestor been resurrected? Is Xuankong Temple fighting?”

“It’s that youngster. His Primordial Spirit is profound, his physical body immeasurable, his martial arts cultivation only at the Sixth Realm, yet he has comprehended numerous mysterious and powerful ways. He returned all paths to one and deduced a divine skill that could split Heaven and Earth,” said the Master with a hint of solemnity, “Xuankong Temple’s foundation is not trivial, but it still lost in the end. The old man, the Buddha Master, left a trump card, wanting to be resurrected, but after this battle, it is completely over. Haha, interesting, interesting.”

“Master, is it because of them we have this Great Catastrophe?” the Academy Grandmaster pondered, “And the convergence of the Nine Domains… Our history has been severed, and the past is unknown. Even you, Master, have been affected.”

“It’s both a catastrophe and fate!” the Master stood up, flicked his sleeves, and looked up at the sky with his back turned, his long hair fluttering, and his beard flying, “We used to fight against Heaven but were under destiny’s control. Now, although the catastrophe is overwhelming and the Sea of Blood rises and falls, the possibility of breaking the shackles of destiny has emerged. Beneath the Nine Domains and above fate, we must compete for our lives. Gradually, go and find Liu Bai, find Jiang Ming, and learn the art of battle.” “Yes, Master!”

“Go now, and once you have comprehended the Great Saint Monk’s techniques and Jiang Ming’s final ax, your Master will no longer worry about you!”

“Yes, Master!”

“Hurry up and go. It will be over if you don’t go now.”

“Yes!”

The voice of the Academy Grandmaster suddenly disappeared.

“Is it a calamity from Heaven, but what kind of calamity is it? Demon, Monster, Immortal, Buddha, or unknown…”

The Master shook his head.

Xuankong Temple.

Chen Bei and the others all arrived here, standing on the edge of the abyss, watching a magnificent Buddha-shadow rise into the sky, suppressing the sky dome, and shaking all of them.

Immediately after, they saw the Buddha-shadow clapping forward, filling the sky with palm prints and stirring up a wild tide of primal qi that seemed strong enough to smash the earth.

The next moment, they saw a flash of ax light, slicing through the wind, tearing the sky dome, breaking the universe, and Heaven and Earth were divided into two, with countless palm prints dissolved.

The ax light flashed and reached a hundred miles away.

“Great palm, great ax!”

Arriving at the scene, the Academy Grandmaster saw this scene, with the river of wisdom flowing in his eyes, analyzing, digesting, integrating, and finally crystallizing it into his own understanding. He couldn’t help but exclaim.

Looking again.

The body of the Great Saint Buddha swayed, and the Buddha image behind him shattered.

”1 used all the power of Xuankong Temple, how can I still be killed? You, who exactly are you?” His voice was hoarse, filled with grief, and then twisted, “You… you are a Demon, an Outer Realm Great Demon…”

As his words fell, his body split in half, then shattered by the residual power left inside, turning into a sky full of blood mist.

He was killed on the spot with one ax, breaking his divine technique.

Phew…

A pale-faced Jiang Ming breathed out a turbid breath, having unleashed his full strength with two Heaven Creation Skill axes, which even he found hard to bear..