Chapter 161: 161. Chapter 160: Beneath the Mushroom Cloud, the Buddha Descends; Those Who Destroy Temples, the Underworld's Cat Face
161. Chapter 160: Beneath the Mushroom Cloud, the Buddha Descends; Those Who Destroy Temples, the Underworld's Cat Face
Zhenglei Peak.
The night was deep.
Li Qingshan was with Granny Mu inside the house, lighting a flickering oil lamp, speaking in whispers.
After breaking through to the Divine Appearance realm, Li Qingshan had more time to spend with Granny Mu, and he did not stint on his time.
Basically, aside from the time spent consolidating his Divine Appearance, most of the time he was with Granny Mu, or strolling through the disciple town on Zhenglei Peak.
Or he would go to the main street of Jinguang Prefecture to window-shop, browsing accessory shops and the like.
He greatly enjoyed such a leisurely life.
Maintaining his feeble, aged appearance, he accompanied his youthful beauty, growing old together, holding up an oil-paper umbrella, strolling amidst the rustling, drifting snow.
They walked through spring, summer, autumn, and winter.
It had a unique flavor.
Granny Mu didn't know if she was tired, but as she chatted with Li Qingshan, she began to feel drowsy.
She lay down on the bed and fell asleep.
Li Qingshan carefully pinched the corner of her blanket.
The beauty's youthful visage had faded, yet traces of her younger self could still be seen.
That was part of his cherished memories.
Suddenly, Li Qingshan's expression twitched slightly.
He slowly rose, adjusted the firewood in the stove wall to make the room temperature just right, then walked out of the house.
Outside, snow fell continuously under the night sky.
Li Qingshan glanced at it and knew that under such heavy winter snow, a snow disaster was bound to strike this year, claiming too many innocent lives.
He walked down the corridor and saw Lü Chi still sweating profusely in the courtyard.
Big-headed Lü Chi, his eyes shining, his qi and blood surging, every move he made was extremely resolute.
Perhaps because of the stimulation Xixi had endured, the four-year-old Xixi had already undergone five marrow-washing blood exchanges, while Lü Chi had not yet stepped into the meridian stage, which made him quite anxious inside.
He felt a sense of panic at being chased.
He still remembered that back in Fēiléichéng, when Lü Chi saw Xixi, she was merely a little girl who had just finished polishing her skin.
"A sense of crisis..." Li Qingshan shook his head.
Having a sense of crisis is a good thing.
Only then will one be motivated to strive and grow stronger.
Lü Chi's identity is special; Li Qingshan's cultivation of him could be considered laissez-faire.
But Lü Chi is also one of his few disciples.
Because Li Qingshan dares not accept true disciples, after all, the things he did in the first half of his life were too hateful.
He fears that any disciples he takes will die an unnatural death.
So he avoids bringing disaster upon his disciples.
But Lü Chi is different; his fate is too hard, he can endure it.
"Xixi is a prodigy... and not just any prodigy, she is the daughter of that brat Li Che; I can't even imagine how high she will rise in the future."
Li Qingshan sighed.
Li Che began cultivating at the age of twenty as a spiritual prodigy, and in a short time he could reach his current height, able to cooperate with Horse-Face's bombardment to slay Wen Long Mountain, the level of a Seven-Element Divine Arrow Master.
This is enough to show that Li Che's talent and bloodline are excellent.
As for Xixi's talent, it is even more terrifying.
Even among prodigies, she belongs to the upper tier, even the extreme tier.
Lü Chi... wants to catch up to Xixi.
It's truly not easy.
Li Qingshan did not disturb Lü Chi's cultivation, returning to the study and lighting a candle.
He took out the Underworld Divine Communication Mirror that Li Che had given him.
He knew that by accepting this divine communication mirror, Li Qingshan gained an additional identity.
The Underworld's Cat-Faced Assassin!
An emotionless killer.
However, Li Qingshan glanced at the message on the Underworld Divine Communication Mirror.
His face instantly changed in shock!
"Damn!"
"The Bull Demon didn't bring the old man!"
Li Qingshan gritted his teeth.
Yet on the Underworld Divine Communication Mirror appeared two lines.
"The situation has changed; I have already taken action."
"Come quickly!"
Li Qingshan had no time for leisure; he directly donned the cat-faced mask and swiftly descended the mountain.
This place is not far from the Temple of the Monkey Mind.
When he arrives...
Even the daylilies will have gone cold!
……
……
The night was dark and windy, with heavy snow swirling.
Heaven and earth were a sheet of freezing cold, bitterly cold.
Li Che wore the ox-demon mask, standing on the eaves; the eyes beneath the mask were profoundly deep.
He stepped out of the darkness, making a few soundless leaps, and landed on a high place.
Sensing the aura of the Zhong Kui divine statue detected by the Heaven-Earth chessboard, he looked in that direction, and the killing intent in his heart could no longer be restrained.
That was a small courtyard.
Gazing afar from a height, he tore through the night.
Within the courtyard, the scene was extremely gruesome: countless bones piled up, densely packed, all wearing various tattered clothes—men and women, old and young.
Obviously, they were refugees displaced by the massive snowstorm that blanketed the heavens this winter.
These refugees had survived the snowstorm, yet within this ghost temple they were reduced to desiccated bones.
It resembled a hellish scene: countless corpses piled, deathly qi thick, cold surging, as if the gates of hell's ghostly portal had flung open, and the souls of the dead refugees were turning into ferocious ghosts, slowly crawling up from their bodies.
Innumerable deathly qi surged like waves, rolling in from all directions.
Like the fire in an alchemical furnace, except this flame was black, refining the refugees in the entire courtyard into ferocious ghost souls.
Li Che considered himself no hero, yet seeing such a cruel scene still filled him with shock and anger.
His killing intent toward the Corpse God Sect reached an unprecedented intensity.
His gaze shifted.
He was searching for the Zhong Kui divine statue sensed in his perception, as well as Monk Fakuang.
His gaze fell upon the courtyard gate, where he saw within the endless rolling black deathly qi.
There was a gaunt, withered figure, palms pressed together, bound with icy chains, seated cross-legged, chanting the Rebirth Mantra.
He seemed to intend, with his meager strength, to ferry across the endless ferocious ghosts that had burst forth like the opening of hell's gate.
A shattered statue riddled with cracks.
A monk, emaciated, his oil and lamp exhausted.
Like a firefly struggling to glow in endless darkness, though tiny, it bore a glimmer of hope.
Monk Fakuang was likewise imprisoned, thrown into this courtyard together with the many refugees, destined to be refined into ferocious ghosts.
But he produced the Zhong Kui divine statue, assaulting the Corpse God Sect's ghost-refining formation, suppressing many ferocious ghosts, preventing them from truly breaking free.
He even sought, with his feeble strength, to purify and ferry across these deathly-qi refugees, their boundless resentment.
Li Che let out a sigh.
Unbidden, a feeling of admiration arose in his heart for Monk Fakuang.
No wonder he seeks to subdue ghosts.
It turns out Monk Fakuang had long since made his plans; thus he didn't care whether the statue was Buddhist, for he had lost faith in the ghost temple and no longer cared about Dao or Buddha.
As long as it can suppress ferocious ghosts and ferry across wandering souls, it is a good divine image.
At the far end of the courtyard, countless deathly qi rose and surged into a single figure.
Upon that figure gleamed an ancient bronze hue, yet it was extraordinarily eerie and icy, devoid of vitality, and two flickering silver gang surged across the corpse like silver snakes.
Silver Gang Mantra, Bronze Corpse!
Li Che's eyes narrowed; the deathly qi generated after these refugees were sacrificed and killed was being drawn by this person to temper his body, producing silver gang.
Besides that.
Before the Corpse God Sect's Silver Gang Mantra Bronze Corpse stood a banner, its fabric dark and foreboding, driving the formation, refining the refugees and monks in the courtyard.
Faintly, this person's eyes opened and closed; his icy gaze swept over, landing on Monk Fakuang, revealing a hint of disdain and a sneer.
"Not bad, that divine image actually can suppress the ferocious ghosts refined from the sacrifice, keeping them from entering my Soul-Seeking Banner……"
"But this divine image is ultimately just a Nine Luminaries wood carving; it cannot hold out for long."
"Fakuang, wait and become a ferocious ghost together, to serve as the capital for your uncle's achievement of silver gang."
The shadow spoke with a laugh.
His voice drifted, echoing without end.
He could have killed Fakuang long ago; a mere Divine Foundation realm little monk posed no threat to him.
But he merely played with him, wanting to crush the last hope in Fakuang's heart, slowly tormenting the monk.
He even hoped that Fakuang, like himself, would ultimately choose to surrender and join the Corpse God Sect.
Everyone else bows to Buddha, and he has surrendered; why won't you?
If you surrender, my heart may also find peace.
Monk Fakuang was utterly withered, a far cry from his earlier ruggedness; they were now two different people.
His palms pressed together, his flesh and blood seeming to have been gnawed away by ferocious ghosts, he swayed yet still maintained the chant of the Rebirth Mantra.
A trace of sorrow appeared in his eyes.
The Mind Monkey Temple, one of the three great Dao lineages that split from the Qitian Temple, though it no longer bears the former glory of the Qitian Temple that once overshadowed the heavens, at least it still retains some dignity.
Now……
This dignity has long since vanished with the abbot's passing into nirvana.
Those rebel monks, seeking a breakthrough in power, unwilling to sit in meditation and enter nirvana like the abbot when they saw no future ahead, even chose to join the Corpse God Sect, causing the Mind Monkey Temple to become a grim ghost temple, a place where the sect's demonic evildoers commit atrocities and evil deeds.
Innumerable refugees were sacrificed to death.
In Fakuang's heart lay sorrow and numbness.
He only wished to exert his utmost until his strength was exhausted, dying together with these refugees.
At least, he persisted to the end, holding fast to the light in his heart.
Suddenly.
The Zhong Kui statue before his eyes seemed to be glowing.
For some unknown reason, the power grew stronger and stronger; within the wooden carving, a milky-white halo flickered.
Next, the illusory apparition of the Zhong Kui statue suddenly appeared between heaven and earth.
It allowed the already power-drained Monk Fakuang to once again give birth to the strength to continue suppressing.
Monk Fakuang's withered eyes brightened slightly.
The corner of his mouth twitched up.
He continued chanting the Rebirth Mantra.
……
……
Li Che withdrew the motion of flicking his finger.
He flicked out a pure-heart divine chess piece, which entered the Zhong Kui statue, awakening and enhancing the statue's divine aura.
Providing the greatest support to Monk Fakuang.
Li Che pressed down his straw hat; the bovine mask in the darkness became even more profound and ferocious.
There was nothing cute about it; instead, it bore the solemnity and chill of a judgment-bringing emissary who had walked out of hell.
He had already recognized who the figure refining countless souls was.
Master Xuanli.
A Silver Gang Bronze Corpse, if placed in the Corpse God Sect, would roughly be at the level of a Seven Elements Lower Rank Corpse God Envoy.
Although the Silver Gang had a bit more, it was hardly different from the Corpse God Envoy that Li Che had killed with the little mushroom before.
But this time, trying to reproduce the method used to kill the Corpse God Envoy last time was not very possible.
Last time, that Corpse God Envoy escaped through the art of temporal-spatial corpse technique, utterly unprepared.
Moreover, the moment it burst out from the deathly qi vortex, there was nowhere to dodge.
Directly gulped down the little mushroom.
Moreover, that Seven Elements Corpse God Envoy had exhausted his Silver Gang, leaving only the flesh of the Bronze Corpse, naturally unable to withstand the little mushroom.
But Monk Xuanli is different; his current state is robust, fundamentally not comparable to the Corpse God Envoy that Li Che had trapped.
A lone Guanyin Lotus Bullet may be powerful, but it only works if it can actually blast him.
If it fails to blast, it will only waste his reserves.
If there were a Guanyin Seated Lotus main battle tank with great endurance, we could fire the Guanyin Lotus Bullet like a shell, adding the Heaven-Earth Chessboard's terminal guidance.
Then precise strikes could be achieved.
But now it's not possible...
But the problem isn't big.
Just switch to a simpler, more straightforward method.
Pressing down his bamboo hat, Li Che's figure merged into the darkness.
He first sent a message to Li Qingshan.
Let him come over later to wrap things up.
Other matters...
He then got started.
He clenched his fist.
The Immaculate Heart painting paper made a 'hualala' sound in the darkness, and then one bull demon after another emerged.
Carrying the Divine Craft Gatling, under the Heaven-Earth Chessboard's aid in concealing his aura, he hid among the temple's many dark corners.
Li Che then drew a Horse Face.
Carrying the Divine Craft Barrett, plus a single Avalanche Dragon Tooth Bodhi bullet, he carried out a short-range sniper kill.
The drawn Horse Face has only the power of a single strike; after one shot, it will be shattered into ink mist by the Barrett's recoil.
But that's enough; all Li Che needs is just this one shot.
This is Li Che's first time truly relying on his own strength to hunt down a Seven Yuan Corpse God Envoy.
Whether it succeeds or not, Li Che cannot guarantee it.
But...
Just give it his all.
With a tap of his toes, Li Che wearing the bull demon mask merged into the darkness, swift as a black swimming dragon, quickly sneaking toward that courtyard.
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……
Xuan Li bathed in endless death qi and corpse qi; countless death qi appeared dark black, slowly surging up like poisonous snakes drilling into his body and pores.
Tempering his five viscera and six bowels, making his body increasingly tough and indestructible.
After capturing the temple god and completing the mission, he will be able to obtain the sect's Six Ministries-level 'Death Qi Condensing Gang Martial Pill', and then fully push his cursed copper corpse to the level of half-step cursed silver corpse!
By then, he will be able to rank among the upper-tier Seven Yuan Corpse God Envoys!
His authority and resources will be even greater.
"I don't know how Xuan Jiu's injury recovery is going; it's about time to prepare the temple god capture plan..."
"With one more Xuan Jiu, one more Silver Gang Cursed Copper Corpse, our chances will naturally increase."
Xuan Li's eyes opened and closed; while inhaling and exhaling death qi, he was still thinking.
After the old abbot's passing, the Mind Monkey Temple completely fell under his control; he, who had long ago joined the Corpse God Sect, grasped great power and slowly began to erode the Mind Monkey Temple.
Basically, most of the Mind Monkey Temple monks chose to embrace the Corpse God Sect.
They obtained even greater power.
Of course, there were also stubborn obstinate stones.
For example, his senior brother's junior disciple, Monk Fakong...
Firmly refused to comply.
Like a stone in a latrine, stinky and hard.
Xuanli could easily kill him, but what Xuanli wanted was to change Fakong's mind.
Only when everyone is corrupt together will he feel at ease, without guilt.
To dispel that little bit of guilt in his heart, he has been waiting for Fakong to surrender under the threat of death.
Xuanli opened his mouth, and two streams of silver aura surged across his sturdy body, shooting swiftly into his mouth.
Suddenly.
Xuanli's dazed eyes suddenly narrowed!
A streak of flowing light approached silently!
Fast!
Too fast!
Boom—!
The flowing light fiercely struck his chest; even a mighty bronze-corpse-level fleshly body could barely withstand it at this moment.
However, the two streams of silver aura quickly mobilized, gathering at his chest to block that high-speed spinning, erupting with terrifying piercing power of the Dragon Tooth Bodhi bullet.
Countless sparks scattered in the darkness.
The powerful airflow tore through countless deathly vapors, forming a tyrannical hurricane!
Only then did the distant explosion's roar reverberate.
Before the sound arrived, the slaughter had already arrived!
"Who?!"
The old monk Xuanli roared angrily.
Puchi!
The two streams of silver aura had been pushed to the extreme; suddenly, terrifying divine power erupted on the bullet.
What tumultuous divinity!
Like a volcanic eruption, like pouring oil into a hot pan then splashing in a few drops of water, it crackled and boiled explosively.
Divine Ability Prototype·Great Avalanche!
Boom—!
Xuanli's body was blasted sideways, accompanied by the bombardment of tumultuous divinity; the silver aura was scattered, and then the Dragon Tooth Bodhi pierced into his bronze-corpse body.
A sound of metal being torn apart rang shrilly in the night!
However, the monk Xuanli did not die from this; his mighty flesh clamped the contracting power of the Dragon Tooth Bodhi thread, unable to inflict secondary damage on his mighty flesh.
"Who dares?! Sneak attack and assassinate this poor monk?!"
Xuanli was furious beyond measure.
His heart was shocked to the utmost.
An assassin had actually infiltrated the Mind Monkey Temple, and he was completely unaware.
Suddenly.
A fierce, tyrannical aura suddenly surged up from behind him.
His burly body rose tall like a mountain, veins bulging and jumping, like an earth dragon coiling to overturn!
He clenched his five fingers, and a jade-bone wind-thunder spear instantly fell into his hand; the Smelting Furnace Master's qi and blood erupted!
He hammered down fiercely!
Terrifying true qi spewed from the jade-bone wind-thunder spear, like sawteeth constantly stirring and twisting!
Even the air seemed to be pulled into a vacuum several feet wide under this swing!
The old monk Xuanli's hairs instantly stood on end!
He never expected someone could conceal their breath and approach so close to him!
But Xuanli is no ordinary cultivator; having ruthlessly joined the Corpse God Sect, he has endured countless battles!
After confirming the suppression of the bodhi thread's power within his body, his corpse aura surged all over, and black cursed seals continually climbed upon his bronze corpse.
"Mid-stage Master? His qi and blood are extremely strong, like a smelting furnace... but... it's merely a mid-stage Master after all!"
Xuanli clenched his five fingers into a fist; the silver aura arced like electricity to the top of his fist, a twist of his body, and he collided with the great halberd sweeping down from the bull demon.
Suddenly.
Xuanli's eyes narrowed!
Yet he saw the bull demon's body swell and grow even larger.
His hair instantly grew and fell to his waist, his eyes seeming to burst forth with thick, undispersing agarwood gold smoke!
Ascending Tower State!
Li Che clenched his five fingers and crushed three divinity extracts drawn from the Fire Eye Mysterious Shock Spirit Ape Temple God!
Instantly!
The muscles beneath Li Che's black elastic clothing bulged again, as if even his face were growing fur!
Speed, strength, explosiveness…
And there was the temple god's divinity gushing forth like a tide!
Boom—burst open!
Myriad Transformations Dragon Elephant
Silver Vigorous Dragon Elephant True Vigorous Strength
All his trump cards blasted out in an instant!
That sweeping spear thrust was actually accelerated again by terrifying propulsive force.
Accompanied by a heaven-shaking, earth-shattering explosive roar!
Xuanli Monk only felt a sense of oppression, that belonging to the divine nature of the temple god, causing the flow of deathly qi within his body to become sluggish.
Silver Vigorous?!
No!
How could you have Silver Vigorous?!
The Flood Dragon Bone Wind Thunder Spear seemed to be fully unleashed; instantly an angry flood dragon roared, blazing with scorching heat.
The great spear collided with Xuanli Monk's fist!
Silver Vigorous Dragon Elephant shattered the Silver Vigorous on his fist's surface!
Then, wrapped in the temple god's power, it crushed his entire arm with devastating force!
It struck Xuanli Monk's chest heavily; instantly the terrifying force was like an overbearing true dragon and demonic elephant.
Like a dormant volcano, it erupted silently, as if heaven and earth were splitting!
Boom——!!!
Xuanli Monk's cursed bronze corpse flesh was smashed deep inward; even as strong as a cursed bronze corpse, his ribs broke inch by inch, and his five viscera and six bowels suffered varying degrees of damage!
The whole person was violently gouged away by the terrifying huge force.
Too overbearing!
Ox Demon——!
In a fleeting glance, Xuanli Monk saw beneath the straw hat that adorable cow mask!
The Corpse God Sect's nightmare in Jin Guang Prefecture City!
Ox Demon!
He eventually still came looking for him!
Xuanli Monk was shocked, angry, and afraid!
No, the Corpse God Sect's experts had all withdrawn from Jin Guang Prefecture City to avoid this Ox Demon, but... the Ox Demon still didn't let up, finding him outside the city!
Too much!
However, Xuanli Monk only had that thought flash through his mind.
Li Che, with full firepower unleashed, came to kill again.
Spear technique of the Transformation Realm and triple-edged blade method fused into one spear, advancing like an Ox Demon Overlord!
Furnace qi and blood combined with the temple god's power, violently erupting; a blade-like air current tore apart the surrounding snow and blew away the sky‑filled dust!
Boom——
The entire ground sank, presenting concentric radiating cracks, with hot steam rising!
Xuanli Monk was furious beyond restraint; he was a lower‑rank Seven‑Element Corpse God Envoy, a powerhouse of the Silver Vigorous Cursed Bronze Corpse level!
Switching to qi‑blood martial arts, he would be a grandmaster perfection.
How could he be suppressed and smashed by a middle‑stage grandmaster like this!
Despicable!
Everything is blamed on the Ox Demon's sneak attack!
Li Che's heart now harbored an extremely violent killing intent.
After the divinity of the Fiery‑Eyed Xuan Jing Ling Yuan Temple God merged into his Ascending‑Floor state, Li Che discovered that the surging killing intent could not be restrained at all.
That was the temple god's killing intent aimed at Xuanli...
Li Che did not suppress this killing intent, letting it burst forth completely!
Kill!
Myriad Transformations Dragon Elephant
The ultimate art exploded completely; the ground beneath his feet cracked and throbbed, and with a step he swept aside the Flood Dragon Bone Wind Thunder Spear, carelessly spanning ten zhang!
The long spear trembled, like a coiling flood dragon roaring angrily!
He relaxed his five fingers, fiercely slapped his palm, and placed it on the tail of the great spear!
This spear's speed became even more terrifying, like a divine crossbow at close range firing a piercing bolt!
The air waves seemed to be torn apart, emitting an unbearable sonic boom!
Xuanli had just steadied his stance, only managing to summon Silver Vigorous; he spat a mouthful of black blood, and with one arm clenched Silver Vigorous, pushing forward!
Thud——
His last trace of Silver Vigorous was again worn away by the Silver Vigorous Dragon Elephant True Vigorous Strength!
Then the great spear brutally pierced his already sunken chest, the great force causing Xuanli to stagger back more than ten steps!
Wherever he stepped, the ground's surface rolled over, as if plowed!
But just as he had just steadied his stance, the terrifying, surging killing intent burst forth like an overturning icy pool, freezing every inch of Xuanli's sinews and bones!
Roar——
Myriad Transformations Dragon Elephant's Azure Thunder Body, Eight Flood Dragons Overturning the River!
The two ultimate arts, fused into the dragon elephant, erupted simultaneously!
The Ox Demon almost entirely wrapped in crimson qi‑blood thunder, in an instant pulling out over a hundred imposing, pressure‑filled afterimages, appearing before the tottering Xuanli!
Five fingers clenched into a fist, joints cracking like a string of cannons!
One heavy step stomped down, shattered stone shot skyward, dust and sand rose high!
Fist thrust out!
The air seemed to be evacuated!
The terrifying dragon-elephant power was completely fused into this heaven-shaking, earth-splitting punch!
Even Li Che, at this moment, experienced a kind of spiritual elevation!
This punch incorporated too much of his essence, energy, and spirit; it seemed to be the culmination of his myriad transformations dragon-elephant secret art!
Spirit, blood and qi, and soul all merged with this punch, the killing conviction pouring forth like a flood!
Myriad Transformations Dragon-Elephant!
Ten Dragons, Ten Elephants!
Under the Ox Demon mask, golden smoke billowed; in an instant he clenched his fist and smashed it down from the air!
Bang——!!!
Destroying the rotten and breaking the dry, unstoppable!
Monk Xuanli's heart gave rise to endless terror and despair, plus fury and unwillingness!
He was about to completely transform from a master-level curse silver corpse into a realm-transcending silver gang curse bronze corpse!
As a result, he now faces death?
He does not want to die!
He sacrificed the entire Mind Monkey Temple, he sacrificed so many fellow disciples; he had just tasted the flavor of power—how could he die like this?
But the Ox Demon won't reason with you!
A booming roar!
Under the Ten Dragons, Ten Elephants, the terrifying power simply destroys heaven and extinguishes earth!
Directly driving Monk Xuanli into the ground, his bald head already a bloody mess, shattered into a pile of rotten flesh!
Cracks spread like a spider's web, densely intertwined!
Xuanli……dead!
Li Che stood still, a slight sneak attack plus an all-out burst, openly killing a Seven Yuan Corpse God Envoy.
Satisfying!
Li Che could even clearly sense the maturity of the 【Dragon Elephant Golden Vajra】 Dao fruit; it seemed to have risen a great deal.
But he had no time to observe.
After feeling the corpse, he swept with the Star-Plucking Pupil, drawing in divinity.
Then, his figure shot out, blazing like fire, unhidden, as if suppressing the deathly aura and grimness of the ghostly temple.
He sprinted swiftly, rushing toward another Monk Xuanyuan!
Monk Xuanyuan is far weaker than Monk Xuanli.
But since Li Che has acted, he does not intend to let him go.
And the commotion from the Ox Demon slaying Xuanli had already stirred the entire Ghost Temple!
In this Ghost Temple, now completely a stronghold of the Corpse God Sect, its evildoers surged forth.
However……
Greeting them were one Ox Demon after another shouldering Immortal Craft Gatlings, unleashing sweeping fire!
And the cultivated small mushrooms, exploding with a boom!
Like an extravagant fireworks display, countless flames rolled upward, scorching and brilliant light.
Instantly tearing apart the Ghost Temple's darkness!
The gale howled, as if the Buddha's light that saves all beings blossomed within those splendidly blooming tiny mushroom clouds.
The withered, firewood-like Monk Fakong trembled all over, he struggled to open his eyes.
His whole body glimmered with golden light from the fire of the exploding mushroom cloud.
As if plated with a layer of Buddha's golden body.
"Buddha……has descended……"
On Monk Fakong's withered face, a smile appeared.
At last he felt peace, content and satisfied.
Then he slowly closed his eyes.
Crack……
The Zhong Kui wood carving before him seemed to have finished its mission as the oil ran out and the wick burned down.
It split in two.
……
……
The explosion's commotion was too great.
The divine officers of the Temple Garrison stationed outside the Huoyan Xuanjing Lingyuan Guiyi Miao all felt the ground tremble.
Commander Qiyanghao narrowed his eyes, drew his saber, leapt out, landed on the cliff edge, and looked downward.
He saw the Mind Monkey Temple swallowed by endless flames, bursting forth with bunches of splendid golden mushroom clouds……
"This is……"
Qiyanghao was stunned.
Afterward, he raised his hand, assigning a few divine officers to investigate.
He didn't dare leave the Guiyi Miao area; he worried this was a ploy to lure the tiger away from the mountain.
He didn't dare leave the Guiyi Miao area; he worried this was a scheme to lure him away.
Thus: He didn't dare leave the Guiyi Miao area; he worried this was a scheme to lure him away.
Qi Yanghao vaguely sensed that the Corpse God Sect might be about to take action against this Guiyi Miao.
Qi Yanghao vaguely sensed that the Corpse God Sect might be about to take action against this Guiyi Miao.
Thus: Qi Yanghao vaguely sensed that the Corpse God Sect might be about to take action against this Guiyi Miao.
Therefore, he must guard this place.
Thus: Therefore, he must guard this place.
However, Qi Yanghao's eyes flickered.
However, Qi Yanghao's eyes flickered.
He had long sensed that something was amiss at the Heart Monkey Temple over this period; as the abbot entered final nirvana, the Heart Monkey Temple began to close its mountain gates.
He had long sensed something amiss with the Heart Monkey Temple over this period; as the abbot entered final nirvana, the Heart Monkey Temple began to close its mountain gates.
Heart Monkey Temple, abbot, entered final nirvana, closed its mountain gates.
Thus: He had long sensed something amiss with the Heart Monkey Temple over this period; as the abbot entered final nirvana, the Heart Monkey Temple began to close its mountain gates.
During this time, Qi Yanghao couldn't help but feel wary of the Heart Monkey Temple.
During this time, Qi Yanghao couldn't help but feel wary of the Heart Monkey Temple.
Tonight, the Heart Monkey Temple was attacked, confirming his suspicions.
Tonight, the Heart Monkey Temple suffered an attack, confirming his speculation.
Heart Monkey Temple, what on earth has happened to it?
Heart Monkey Temple, what on earth has happened to it?
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Same.
In front of the Heart Monkey Temple.
In front of the Heart Monkey Temple.
Li Qingshan, wearing a cat-face mask, hurried over and finally arrived.
Li Qingshan, wearing a cat-face mask, hurried over and finally arrived.
Then, he saw a splendid golden mushroom cloud bursting forth.
Then he saw a splendid golden mushroom cloud blooming.
He stood at the gate of the Heart Monkey Temple as the howling wind buffeted his clothes, making them flap loudly.
He stood at the gate of the Heart Monkey Temple as the howling wind swept his robes, making them flap loudly.
His heart filled with sorrow.
His heart filled with sorrow and desolation.
He had indeed... come too late.
He was indeed… too late.
Even the yellow flowers have gone cold...
Even the yellow flowers have gone cold...
After all his rushing, could he only come to see a single firework?
He rushed here, only able to come see a firework?
Better: He rushed over, only able to come see a firework?
We'll output: He rushed over, only able to come see a firework?
In the distance.
In the distance.
The several Divine Foundation realm emissaries dispatched by Qi Yanghao rushed over.
The several emissaries of the Divine Foundation realm dispatched by Qi Yanghao rushed over.
The several Divine Foundation realm emissaries dispatched by Qi Yanghao rushed over.
He then saw an old man, stooped, with hands behind his back and wearing a cat‑face mask, slowly turn to look at them.
Then they saw the stooped old man with his hands behind his back, wearing a cat-face mask, slowly turn to look at them.
Sorrow, resentment, anger, coldness…
Sorrow, resentment, fury, coldness…
All these expressions ultimately gathered into a hint of tranquil detachment that sees through worldly affairs.
All these expressions eventually gathered into a hint of tranquil detachment that sees through worldly affairs.
Having come all this way, the old man let out a faint sigh.
Having come, the old man let out a faint sigh.
"That's right, it's us……"
"Exactly, it's us…"
"The temple destroyers."
"The temple destroyers."
"The ox‑headed and horse‑faced demons of the netherworld…… and the cat‑face."
"The underworld's ox-headed and horse-faced demons… and… cat-face."
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