Chapter 168 Birthless (2/2)

With this lift of the finger, it expanded without limit and it covered the sky and land. It was like it had the flavor of chaos on it, which caused people to lose their senses. This is the ‘Wusheng finger’. It is the wisest art of the Nine Lotus book. Legend has it that while Maitreya Buddha was attaining enlightenment under the longhua tree and he got it by accident. By that time, there were countless sky demons that came to invade and to destroy the enlightenment Maitreya Buddha had attained. Maitreya Buddha’s mind stirred and he lifted one finger, transforming the countless demons to its source, making it birthless and beginningless.

Chao Xiaoyu would not be able to use this lost art in the real world but within this psyche world, she was as close as to being a god which allowed her to use it.

As long as the power of her psyche was not exhausted, she was the deathless and beginningless deity that could not be defeated forever.

No matter how strong Shen Lian was, he probably could not surpass her in spirit. Furthermore, this was her home court. The finger could not be stopped as it came, space was like the thin window paper, breaking with just a touch. Once the window paper broke, there was no light but darkness. The darkness that consumed all light.

However, the sword consciousness that Shen Lian wielded suddenly vanished. It vanished within Chao Xiaoyu’s mind. If it was in the real world, Shen Lian’s sword aura could simply change between being shaped and shapeless. Chao Xiaoyu did not find it strange for the world did not lack in Dao techniques and supernatural powers that could erase one’s traces. Just the ones she knew were more than ten kinds.

But to be able to do what Shen Lian did, to be able to hide from her in her mind was simply indescribable.

It could be said that it was enough to deceive the sky and sea.

Chao Xiaoyu frowned a little, the ever-expanding Wusheng finger suddenly halted and then countless lotus flowers bloomed. In that instance, it filled the littered the midair. If there was a saying for it, it would be that with the lotus flower in all directions of the world, Buddha’s breath can be found at every corner.

Now, Shen Lian’s sword consciousness was partly hidden and partly shown in these lotus flowers, its presence was vague.

The track that it waved through was like a divine dragon without leaving a track. But because of the lotus flowers, its form was involuntarily forced to be shown.

The white lotus flowers were like seas of clouds. The sword aura wielded by Shen Lian was like the divine dragon swimming through the sea of clouds. Even though the clouds obeyed the dragon, it also showed the tracks of the dragon. Chao Xiaoyu’s indifferent expression that was like the gods now had a faint smile on it. The finger became a palm, it was like a huge black cloud that suddenly appeared amongst the white clouds. It really stood out. The grey air flow was vague and the palm was like the claw of the legendary golden-winged Garuda bird.

This legendary bird ate dragons as food and with its wing could span up to 90,000 miles.

After the finger had become a palm, the entire space had become a lot darker and Chao Xiaoyu’s figure had become a lot fader. Many of the white lotus flowers disappeared in the blink of an eye.

This was due to the power of the psyche being taken out from the mind to be used to condense and defeat Shen Lian’s sword consciousness.

Shen Lian now was like the assassin that infiltrated the heart of the enemy’s capital by himself to take the head of the ruling king. He had a gigantic gut but he was also in peril.

The sword aura did not evade the incoming claw, the groaning of the sword was like the angry tides of the sea, resonating throughout Chao Xiaoyu’s mind.

Accompanying the sound and long groan, the sword aura expanded continuously and it became a giant sword that could hold up the skies. It pierced the giant claw with great determination. The sword aura now showed its killing essence, as though it was condensed from mountains of corpses and seas of blood. In one swift, the sword aura vibrated and like the Milky Way, it came in tide after tide.

The endless sword aura came in like the ocean tides, vehemently piercing through Chao Xiaoyu’s palm.

Simultaneously, it broke through space as though it was paper mache.