pable of ensnaring even a cultivator's soul essence. Though a Foundation Establishment cultivator might be able to evade its grasp for a short time, their soul would ultimately dissipate within the he...At this moment, the three-headed six-armed fire man broke through the formation and directly shattered one of the thunder Buddhas. Afterward, the three-headed six-armed fire man was unstoppable. Originally, under the siege of nine thunder Buddhas, the three-headed six-armed fire man stood firm like a mountain pillar. However, after breaking through one thunder Buddha's attack, suddenly, this fire man transformed into three, flitting out like phantoms.

...The air was filled with the clash of fire-men and thunder priests. Lightning flashed everywhere, and after a moment, one by one, the Thunder Priests exploded, and Lei Seng Ming'e staggered out from within, blood pouring from his mouth. The three fire-men flickered in the void, merging once more into a form with three heads and six arms, before transforming back into their severed limbed state.

The severed arm moved with momentum, and a hand thrust forward. Beneath the surging Netherfire of No Form, it transformed into twelve pillars of Netherfire. The pillars churned the void, manifesting as an array of Netherfire trails. Although Ming'e had not ascended for long, he had received the transmission from Shi Qinglei Buddha and possessed remarkable comprehension. His strength was not to be underestimated. Even with a severed arm, in the previous battle, he had gained the upper hand, even injuring Ming'e. However, keeping him wouldn't be easy, especially now that other high monks of the Buddhist sect were lurking nearby.

Since the war with the Buddhist sect has begun, Ming'e was someone who had a good relationship with Lu Xia Tian in the past. Lu Xia Tian couldn't just sit idly by and watch Ming'e retreat calmly. If he could subdue Ming'e, it would be even better. Even if he couldn't completely subdue him, inflicting further injury on Ming'e would weaken his ability to fight in the upcoming war against the Buddhist sect. This would benefit Lu Xia Tian and other forces in the chaotic demon domain greatly.

Ming'e is also one of the rare powerful fighters who has lost an arm. If it weren't for his short time in promotion, it would be difficult to subdue Ming'e.

Twelve pillars of profound fire were stationed in twelve directions, the enigmatic formation of these flames seemed to envelop Ming’e within its grasp. From afar in the void, dozens of monk staffs shot towards them like meteors.

After dozens of monk staffs, followed by dozens of monks who bared their upper bodies and had stern faces. To be precise, they should be described as bronze statues.

Then dozens of monk staffs struck, each three striking a pillar of ethereal fire. In an instant, flames surged and the dozens of monk staffs were bounced back, flying towards their respective bronze monks.

And the twelve Vermillion Fire Pillars' momentum was abruptly halted.

"Amitabha!" The thirty-six copper monks each returned their staffs to their hands, holding them with one hand in front of their chests, displaying a solemn countenance. Their faces, tinged with an antique bronze hue, showed neither joy nor sorrow, neither fear nor anger.

Here's the translation, keeping HTML tags intact:

Let me know if you have more text you'd like translated!

It seems that the Buddhist sect's foundation is deeper than I imagined.

The armless one gazed upon the thirty-six copper statue monks in front of him, as well as Lei Seng Ming who had just recovered from his exertion. "Master Ming'ao," he asked, "what is the origin of these thirty-six copper statues"

"Thirty-six Copper Men Heavenly Stems Suppressing Demon Formation! This poor monk knew long ago that he was no match for Lu Danwang, so he borrowed this Buddhist formation from his master uncle." Ming'e clasped his hands together and bowed.

“To be trapped by the Five Absolutes Monk's Tiger-Caging Formation and then countered by the Thirty-Six Copper Figures Heaven-Canopy Demon Subduing Formation... to be so valued by the Buddhist sect, how fortunate I am!”

With a severed arm, he laughed boisterously, his laughter shaking heaven and earth. "Since the Buddhist sect fears me like a tiger and considers me a demon, then I shall act like a tiger or wolf, display the might of the demonic path, and do not blame me for unleashing carnage upon the Buddhist sect!"

>

“The sun is in the middle of the day, and the golden crow burns the city and splits the earth!” A low growl followed. Twelve pillars of Xuan fire gushed with flames from the Yang Spirit, circling the thirteenth pillar straight into the sky. They pierced through the rolling thunderclouds, and three-legged golden crows slowly moved from the edge of the scorching sun to the middle of the day.

"Squawk!" chirped the little fire crow. The flames fell like rain, extinguishing the thunder. A great mass of formless Xuan fire surged forward. The wind and rain lashed down, covering the sky!

"Retreat!" The Ghost Ant King roared, his voice laced with alarm. Compared to the combined might of thousands of monks chanting the Golden Sun Mantra, this rain of fire was a true death sentence for the Void-Devouring Ant swarms. The Ghost Ant King even regretted teaming up with the One-Armed Group. Originally as an outsider, he was the least committed to their cause. If it wasn't for Su Qing's control over the ant nest, he would have long led his swarm to conquer other territories. As for those bald donkeys from the Buddhist sect, fight if you can, retreat if you can't. Why bother fighting them relentlessly

This time, the Crimson Moon Desert and the Buddhist Sect clashed, with several Mahayana cultivators each having their own missions. Some were closer to each other or traveled alone. The Ant King knew that the battle against the Buddhist Sect was no small matter, so he had to bring Broken Arm along. He also saw that among the several powerful Mahayana cultivators, it was Broken Arm who gave orders, and the others spoke little. Naturally, everyone subconsciously thought that Broken Arm was the strongest, after all, he hadn't fought with Lotus Avatar or Heavenly Demon King.

>

But who would have known that once the arm was severed, it would unleash such a scene of utter devastation, burning the city to ashes and splitting the earth Not only did the Void Devourer Ants fall victim, but even this violent, boundless Xuan Fire could melt mountains into magma. Wherever it passed, nothing remained untouched by its flames.

Let me know if you have any other text you'd like me to translate!

Once an ant colony is affected, the losses are incredibly severe. Even more devastating than that evil monk's thunderclap technique. I regret teaming up with this one-armed man now.

It's not that the Ghost Ant King fears cultivators of the Mahayana stage, but rather that he has a certain fear of forces like those who have lost an arm or the Tujzhu Buddha Sect. Even if the Ghost Ant King confronts the Buddha Sect, he will never fight to the death. He'll just strike once and then move to a different location, or retreat back to the Ghost Domain. In this world, even creatures that grow up in such distorted environments like the Red Moon Desert wouldn't choose to directly confront the Buddha Sect unless they were driven to it.

A horde of demonic ants screeched menacingly from afar. Unlike the ant king, this pack of dim-witted creatures knew nothing of fear. Under such immense pressure, they were instead fueled by even greater ferocity. The ant king gritted his teeth, bypassed the area where the One-Armed Giant fought Ming'e and the thirty-six bronze figures, and flew towards other parts of the Buddhist sect.

Thousands of monks from the Shenxu Realm were also enveloped within the range of the fire rain, desperately resisting the ferocious power of the Wuxiang Xuanhuo.

“Amitabha, the past is gone. Lu Danwang and this poor monk should let go of our grievances, so that there will be no regrets in our hearts.” Ming’e's face showed neither sadness nor joy. He felt neither guilt for the Buddhist sect imprisoning Lu Xiaoteng's true form, nor anger for having covered the low-ranking monks of the Buddhist sect with flames after losing his arm.

"You're remarkably calm about this. I slaughtered these low-ranking monks, and you show no anger" Duan Bi expressed his surprise.

Everything has its cause and effect. Life is a product of causes, and death is also a product of causes. All things in the world are like clouds and smoke, but only in the Buddha's heart do they exist eternally.Mingxie clasped his hands together in prayer and stood in mid-air. He did not move in any way, yet the thunderclouds in the heavens and on earth transformed into a vortex, surging towards Mingxie. Yet Mingxie, who was in the midst of this storm of thunder and lightning, remained surprisingly calm.

As for the thirty-six bronze figures behind him, each standing apart with ample space between them, these thirty-six monks stood in this empty air, giving one the impression of a thousand troops.

Each constellation, like Tianxian, Tianxing, Tiankui, and Tiangang, just standing there, gives one a feeling of immense pressure as if the heavens were bearing down.

Let me know if you'd like me to translate something else!

Please: m.booktxt.netred for a while, but couldn't figure out the origin of this stone. However, the feeling he had just experienced was extraordinary.Let me know if you have any other text you'd like me to translate!"It...