The Ultimate Battle Suit

The cycle of reincarnation shattered, Xiao Chen burst out of hell. If anyone saw the sacred instruments he carried, they would be stunned into silence.

Draped in the Taiji Diagram, crowned with the Three Holy Spirit Crown, the Zhuxian Sword Formation array on his back, the four Immortal-Slaying Swords at his waist, the Sun Saint Stone in his bosom, the Seven Treasures Wondrous Tree in his left hand, the Demon Staff of Satan in his right, and the Twelve-Grade Lotus Platform beneath his feet.

If one added the Bible and other holy relics, this outfit could already be called the ultimate under heaven.

"I seem to have become a nouveau riche," Xiao Chen said with a self-deprecating smile, but he had no choice.

He was now essentially at war with the entire world. If he did not protect himself thoroughly, the moment he was discovered he would die horribly. After all, his enemies had unfathomable cultivation levels and were far beyond what he could currently oppose.

"Ya ya... I really can barely keep my eyes open..." The little white beast's spiritual fluctuations rippled out.

This was the main reason Xiao Chen had left hell. The Lost Paradise could no longer shelter him. After the light of the Lost Paradise rushed into Keke's soul, it forcibly tried to reshape its physical body. The little beast was about to fall into a deep sleep.

"Sleep. Sleep peacefully..." For all this, Xiao Chen could only let nature take its course.

"But... what will you do when those bad guys come?" Keke's soft, worried voice emerged. Although it was young, it was not entirely confused.

"Don't worry, little one. As long as no Half-Ancestor appears, I doubt anyone can kill me. I'm covered in sacred instruments. Even if thousands of troops come, they can't do anything to me. Besides, if I can't beat them, can't I just hide?" This was Xiao Chen's true thought. With enemies everywhere in the world, retreating far away was his only option now.

"Oh... but I'm still worried. I don't have a father anymore... I don't have a mother either. I don't want to lose any more family." Saying this, the little creature was incomparably sad.

"Haha... Don't worry. I still have to raise you, little glutton. Nothing will go wrong."

"I'm not a glutton! I just... like to eat things." The little beast wrinkled its cute nose and muttered in dissatisfaction.

"Then don't waste time. Quickly reshape your body. I'll wait for you to come back."

"Alright. Save those Yin Wood Ginseng Fruits for me, okay? I... haven't had enough yet."

"Greedy little thing..."

"I'm not! I'm... sleepy." With that, Keke transformed into a beam of seven-colored light and rushed into the Seven-Colored Sacred Tree floating above Xiao Chen's head.

The Seven-Colored Sacred Tree blazed with brilliant radiance and eventually sank slowly into Xiao Chen's body.

Xiao Chen had also brought out the corpses of the Half-Ancestors, all sealed within their respective sacred instruments. He felt they might prove useful in the future.

The sacred instruments stained with Half-Ancestor blood had now become Xiao Chen's personal belongings.

"With all of heaven and earth before me, where can I go?"

After Keke had completely fallen into a deep sleep and slowly begun to reshape its body, Xiao Chen let out such a lament.

The Devil's Plain was silent, a deathly stillness. The vast sea of white bones had vanished. Nothing remained on the plain now but desolation and bleak emptiness.

"Find a place to go into seclusion..."

Xiao Chen decided to hide in the wilderness and never appear in the world again.

But things would not go as he wished.

"Handsome brother..."

A crisp, sweet shout rang out in the distant sky. Two delicate little girls, their hair flying, their jade-like little faces beaming with excitement, shot over like two beams of jade light and arrived before him.

"It's you..."

"We've come to catch you!" The two little girls giggled, exceptionally cheerful and lively, like sprites. They circled Xiao Chen twice and said, "Handsome brother is even more handsome. I'm drooling..."

Now armed with all kinds of sacred instruments, Xiao Chen feared even older-generation experts, let alone two delicate little girls. "Do you have business with me?"

"The Ancestor Uncle told us to tell you that the killing was well done, nothing to fear." Saying this, they giggled again. "And..."

"And what?"

"The Ancestor Uncle and my father don't want you to die young. Hmm, don't glare at us—those are their words. They don't want you to die too soon. They're preparing to help erase the spiritual imprints on those sacred instruments, so the old handsome brothers' disciples and followers can't take them back. That way, you can truly use them."

The two little girls looked at the various sacred instruments on Xiao Chen's body, their big eyes blinking as stars filled their vision. Their eyes narrowed into crescent moons, and they seemed to want to pounce and hug those instruments.

"Drooling... so many treasures!"

With that, they really did pounce together.

"I want the Seven Treasures Wondrous Tree! It's so pretty!"

"I want the Demon Staff of Satan! It's so cool!"

"I really want the Four Immortal-Slaying Swords..."

"I like the Twelve-Grade Lotus Platform. It's crystal clear and absolutely beautiful!"

The two little girls looked like they wanted to divide the treasure.

In the distance, a butterfly seemed to have been waiting for some time. Seeing the two delicate little girls being mischievous, it lightly fluttered its wings. Ripples spread, distorting space, and a strange space covered the heavens and earth, enveloping this place.

"Butterfly Uncle... don't turn us into butterflies!" The two little girls immediately became obedient, somewhat timidly calling out.

"Please ask your father and Chiyou to act," said the fluttering butterfly, its spiritual fluctuation rippling out. It spoke to Xiao Chen: "We will help erase the spiritual imprints on the sacred instruments, giving you some ability to protect yourself."

"Why are you helping me?" Xiao Chen asked calmly.

"Only because the Sixteen War Swords have merged with you, and we don't want you to die now. Merge well with the War Swords," said Zhuang Zhou, lightly fluttering his butterfly wings.

The two little girls suddenly straightened their bodies, closed their eyes, and then opened them again. In that instant, an unfathomable pressure erupted—a power that was not their own. From their four eyes, divine rays shot out, rushing into the various sacred instruments on Xiao Chen's body.

At the same time, Zhuangzi's dual wings flashed, sweeping out streaks of light that wrapped around Xiao Chen. Three great experts made their move simultaneously, erasing all the spiritual imprints remaining on the sacred instruments.

It was like a dream.

The butterfly had already flown far away. The two delicate little girls had vanished.

Now, the sacred instruments could truly serve him, with no fear of being summoned back.

Shua!

Light flashed. All the sacred instruments melted into his body, under his will. This way, he no longer blatantly announced to others... I'm covered in holy relics.

Xiao Chen mounted the concealed Twelve-Grade Lotus Platform and shot into the sky. In that instant, he suddenly felt a powerful pressure sweep over from the distant sky.

So some people had been lying in ambush all along, waiting for him to appear. It was only because of Zhuangzi's presence that they had not detected him earlier.

"You've finally come out..." An old Daoist led a group of people and blocked Xiao Chen's path.

"Who are you?"

"I am Chengzi."

A sharp intake of breath!

The renowned Immortal!

How could Xiao Chen not know of him? He was the prized disciple of the Origin. The moment he burst out of hell, he encountered such a figure. If not for the many sacred instruments protecting him, he was certain that the other party could kill him as easily as crushing an ant.

For this was an absolute powerhouse of the world!

"I have long admired the Immortal Sage of the Chan Sect," Xiao Chen said, standing in the air.

"There is nothing to say. Ancestor ordered me to take this blasphemer who killed the Ancestor, break his tendons, pull out his bones, and imprison him forever in the Blood Hell. Let him suffer through endless ages, tormented every moment." A young man stepped out from behind Chengzi. Although he looked young, Xiao Chen did not dare treat him as an ordinary person.

"Take him," Chengzi nodded.

"Killing him is like slaughtering a dog." The young man was extremely arrogant, sweeping his gaze over Xiao Chen with nearly contemptuous eyes. He said coldly, "You little beast have rebelled against heaven. Truly, times have changed. But today, I will make you wish you were dead!"

Shua!

The young man turned into a beam of light and shot over. His right hand suddenly reached out, expanding in size until it was as large as a mountain, blotting out the sky as it descended, grabbing at Xiao Chen.

Facing a group of experts, Xiao Chen was doubly vigilant. Even with sacred objects on him, one carelessness could lead to eternal damnation. Therefore, the moment he struck, he sacrificed the Four Immortal-Slaying Swords. Four streams of killing intent shot straight into the sky, dimming the sun and moon, changing the color of heaven and earth.

"F**k..."

The young man across from him felt the urge to curse his mother. How could he fight this? Those were Lord Tongtian's Four Swords! Their ferocious might shook the world. Who dared to face them? Unless one was a Half-Ancestor, no one could truly withstand these four peerless fierce swords.

He turned his head and wanted to flee, but it was too late. The sword energy of the four swords mercilessly shattered the mountain-like hand in the sky. Then, the four swords stirred together, and chaotic sword energy erupted.

Chi chi!

Light shot into the sky. The four fierce swords instantly shredded the young Chan Sect disciple into nothing, annihilating both body and spirit, leaving not even a trace of consciousness.

"Damn it!" A middle-aged man beside him roared in fury and wanted to rush over, but in that instant, he sucked in a sharp breath and forcibly stopped his steps.

At this moment, Xiao Chen had already sacrificed the Zhuxian Sword Formation Diagram. The chaotic sword diagram rotated above his head. The four swords—Zhuxian, Luxian, Xianxian, and Juexian—stood guard in four directions, glinting with piercing cold light. Strands of chaotic sword energy swirled, seizing the soul.

At this moment, everyone had the urge to curse. This... one of the strongest killing formations under heaven, the Zhuxian Sword Formation, was simply deployed like that!

Although everyone knew Xiao Chen could hardly unleash even a fraction of its power, who dared to challenge it?

What made them even more nauseous was that, with a flash of light, a Twelve-Grade Lotus Platform appeared beneath Xiao Chen's feet. Wasn't that the Buddha's ultimate treasure? The famous sacred defense instrument!

Outside was the killing Zhuxian Sword Formation; inside was the defensive Buddha's Lotus Platform, unparalleled. Who could break in? This was simply... perverse!

"Hmph!"

Chengzi let out a cold snare. He turned his hand, and a treasure seal appeared in his palm. He coldly stared at Xiao Chen without a word, about to unleash the legendary Heaven-Overturning Seal.

Xiao Chen was greatly alarmed. The Heaven-Overturning Seal's might was renowned through the ages. It truly possessed the power to overturn heaven and shake the earth! Although he was now armed with various sacred instruments, facing the legendary Golden Immortal of the Chan Sect and the Heaven-Overturning Seal personally refined by the Origin for Chengzi, he still had little confidence.

Therefore, with a flash of light, the Seven Treasures Wondrous Tree appeared in his left hand, and the Demon Staff of Satan in his right. Laozi's Taiji Diagram was also raised before him. The Sun Saint Stone, meanwhile, hung in the air, ready to smash down at any moment.

At the same time, a rustling sound rose. The Ancient Holy Bible had already begun to turn through the air on its own, and the Three Holy Spirit Crown appeared on Xiao Chen's head.

Everyone opened their mouths and stared, stupefied as if struck dumb. All those present, including Chengzi, were stunned.

If so many sacred instruments were launched at once, they would likely annihilate this space. Few could escape. Everyone had the urge to curse their mothers. This was... simply too perverse!

A collection of all these sacred instruments in one body—this was likely the most luxurious, the most extravagant combat suit in history.