Mysteries of Immortal Puppet Master

Chapter 935: Chapter 331: Shadow of the Silent Extinction Buddha

The fire-attribute spell was cast, and the entire silver-gray sphere was silent for a few breaths, then the Netherworld Flood Dragon let out a painful roar.

Ripples began to spread across the silver sphere’s surface, then it surged and protruded in various places until, with a loud bang, numerous holes exploded outward.

From these holes, bursts of Silent Extinction Buddha Light shot out.

"We’ve succeeded!" Ning Zhuo took the opportunity to shake the Treasure Mirror and put away the Mengye Tiger.

As for the Wood Fire, it has been completely exhausted as a consumable!

The fire-attribute spell Ning Zhuo created temporarily was merely a correct key. He lacked power!

Relying solely on himself, even with the Five Internal Organs Temple Spirit God Skill and added military power, was inadequate. He had to go all out and detonate the Wood Fire seed.

At great expense, Ning Zhuo successfully achieved his goal, breaking through the silver-gray sphere.

Lord of Wanchuan: ...

"Why does he precisely have a fire-attribute spell that restrains the water element seal?!"

"Why does such a minor Foundation Establishment Cultivator possess a fire seed?!"

"Lifespan, lifespan..."

At this moment, the Lord of Wanchuan felt no more luck, feeling deeply chilled.

His hundred-year grand plan, right from the start, was set on sacrificing Yin Heaven, defying Yang Heaven. Therefore, it brought the backlash of mortal world lifespan, and even though he was in the Netherworld, everything was arranged clearly.

Yet, what could he do?

He sought to defy the Heavenly Ghost’s life and death; what he aimed to refine was an acquired innate talent!

Such a task, relying solely on himself, was impossible; only with heaven’s power could it be achieved.

Thus, the Lord of Wanchuan had only two options: Yin Heaven or Yang Heaven.

As the prefect of the Underworld, managing the entire Wangchuan Underworld, his first choice was naturally Yin Heaven.

But even with his broad perspective and rich cultivation experience, he never truly anticipated—the backlash from Yang Heaven’s lifespan would be so covertly lethal.

Once triggered, even a Transforming Spirit Level entity feels humanity’s limits, unable to withstand heavenly fate!

Defying heavenly cultivation is indeed so arduous!

Though Ning Zhuo was merely a minor Foundation Establishment Cultivator, he presented genuine difficulty to the Lord of Wanchuan.

His heart sank to the abyss.

Under such low spirits, he inadvertently allowed the Lifebound Magical Treasure of a Transforming Spirit Level powerhouse to escape!

The battle would certainly lead to a huge change!

The silver-gray sphere filled with holes, resembling tattered clothes. Countless cracks originated from these holes, extending in all directions, interconnecting and spanning.

The roar from the Xuanming Water Flood Dragon was no longer painful but mournful. The dragon’s body twisted and struggled violently, attempting to stabilize the seal, but instead appeared even more futile!

BOOM!!!

The sphere could no longer maintain its form and exploded with a boom!

Billions of Wangchuan water droplets, shattered lost soul fragments, and Yin Fiend Qi surged like a bursting torrent, splattering everywhere. At the explosion’s core, an immense Silent Extinction Buddha Illusion finally broke free from all shackles and reappeared in the world!

The illusion was like dried deadwood. Its enormous body displayed a dark golden hue of deathly silence, filled with deep cracks like earth fissures, emitting not the usual solemnity and compassion of a Buddha but absolute silence, termination, and the concept of all laws returning to void!

Roar.

The remaining Xuanming Water Flood Dragon, driven by the spirit of the Lord of Wanchuan, charged fiercely towards the Silent Extinction Buddha Illusion with intertwined fear and rage.

The vicious flood dragon brandished its teeth and claws, still retaining its savage might.

The Silent Extinction Buddha Illusion slowly lifted its right hand, fingers spread, palm facing the charging wicked flood dragon.

No dazzling Buddha Light, no swirling Buddhist chants. Only absolute silence that suffocates.

In the next moment, the Xuanming Water Flood Dragons seemed to have their throats clenched, their roar abruptly stopped, suddenly becoming motionless mid-charge.

Subsequently, they swiftly turned gray-white, losing vitality and mana in an instant, as if becoming bas-reliefs, frozen in mid-air.

Within a few breaths, these wicked flood dragons rapidly faded, transforming into countless gray-white light specks, dissipating into void, returning to extinction!

Having resolved this layer of obstruction, the Silent Extinction Buddha Illusion slowly lifted its gaze, locking onto the Wangchuan Prefect Seal.

This national treasure still hovered above its head, emitting quiet nether light.

In fact, when the Silent Extinction Buddha Illusion broke free at that moment, the Lord of Wanchuan was already fully mobilizing, trying to reclaim the Wangchuan Prefect Seal.

But he failed.

This national treasure was firmly seized by the Silent Extinction Buddha Illusion, unable to return!

The Silent Extinction Buddha Illusion extended another palm, reaching for the Wangchuan Prefect Seal.

The latter reacted, erupting with majestic national power, forming protective dark light. But the Buddha’s giant hand contracted and tightly gripped, directly turning this layer of dark light into gray, dissipating, and extinguishing it.

All the light on the Wangchuan Prefect Seal extinguished completely, solidifying it as a lifeless sculptural piece. The entire seal was enveloped by a layer of deathly silent dark golden light, like frozen amber, unable to emit a trace of power fluctuation ever again.

The Silent Extinction Buddha Illusion cast its indifferent gaze.

Its first look was towards the Invisible Hub, the critical point of the Heavenly Phase Array.

Ning Zhuo positioned himself within, currently maintaining the Confucian Skill "Scholar Meets Soldiers." Clearly, this ant-like minor Foundation Establishment Cultivator was the key to disrupting the larger plan!

"Mortal world lifespan, Wanchuan Human Tribulation..." the Silent Extinction Buddha Illusion suddenly realized.

Its gaze seemed to penetrate everything, with just a glance breaking Ning Zhuo’s disguise, making him feel as though naked, exposed in an ice cellar. Under the influence of Silent Extinction Zen, his heart was desolate for a moment, involuntarily halting the Confucian Skill "Scholar Meets Soldiers."

The Silent Extinction Buddha Illusion’s gaze reached far, sweeping over the Festival Camp and the Qing Jiao Army.