Chapter 317

Golden lotuses fell without cease, Wen Dao Ren looked down at everything below, and his prestige was instantly maxed.

But, as more and more golden lotuses fell around him, the scene became somewhat comical.

Too many golden lotuses almost covered Wen Dao Ren's body, and some even smashed directly onto her head.

"Enough!"

Suddenly, Wen Dao Ren spoke.

But, there was no reaction, and the golden lotuses in the air kept falling without cease.

"I said enough!"

Suddenly, Wen Dao Ren grew a bit annoyed, turned around and shouted at those behind: "Bai Lian, are you an idiot? Don't you see I'm about to be drowned by these broken lotuses? Why are you still throwing them at me?"

As Wen Dao Ren's words fell, Bai Lian led a group of Western Teaching disciples, carrying flower baskets, walking out of the void.

"That, Dharma King, is what you told us to throw."

Bai Lian Tongzi said with an innocent face.

He never expected that a Protector of the Teaching Dharma King would descend from the sky onto his head, and moreover, that person's personality was extremely strange.

During this time, they too suffered greatly.

But the Two Sages handed over the matter of forming the Heavenly Dragon Eight Divisions to the other party, instantly making him the direct superior of Bai Lian, and what could he do?

Looking at the comical scene in the air, Dizang couldn't help but say to Diteng beside him: "Diteng, did you see that just now when you came out? Next time, why don't we try it too—I'll be in front, and you throw golden lotuses at me from behind."

Upon hearing that, Diteng again wore a look of weary hopelessness.

It always felt that joining the Western Teaching was perhaps a mistaken choice.

Western Teaching, how does it keep producing such abnormal folks?

Meanwhile, on the other side, Grand Master Xuandu looked at Wen Dao Ren and suddenly raised a hand.

The next moment, Wen Dao Ren, who was scolding Bai Lian Tongzi, seemed to sense something, and a sheet of blood clouds rolled up behind him.

Boom—

The blood clouds were struck by an invisible force and immediately dissipated.

Wen Dao Ren looked furiously at Grand Master Xuandu, who had suddenly launched a sneak attack against him.

"Sneak attack? It seems you want to settle things with me."

Facing Wen Dao Ren's anger, Grand Master Xuandu appeared very calm.

"Indeed, you carry the fortune of the Western Teaching, and that is genuine; I'm just curious—where exactly does this fortune of yours come from?"

Grand Master Xuandu said.

Upon hearing that, Wen Dao Ren's eyes flickered slightly.

Could she tell the other party that this fortune was sucked from that man's body?

Speaking of which, Wen Dao Ren also wondered why Ao Yifan would be willing to let her absorb all of his vast Western Teaching fortune.

But, she could never tell anyone about these matters.

"Forget it, I'm also just a bit curious about this; it's not something I must know, and..."

Grand Master Xuandu said, turning his gaze toward the Blood Sea.

The next moment, accompanied by a tremendous Boom— sound.

Immediately, everyone saw a blood sea water pillar shooting up into the sky.

Within the blood sea water pillar, figures flickered in and out—men ugly, women beautiful—exactly the warriors of the Asura Clan.

"It's actually the king of the Asura Clan, and he has appeared!"

Looking at the leading figure among that group of Asura Clan warriors, a flash of joy crossed Dizang's eyes.

He felt that he was getting closer and closer to completing his mission.

Blood waves surged, and soon the Asura Clan's king appeared before everyone, leading a group of warriors.

"Outsiders, my Asura Clan does not welcome others visiting the Netherworld Blood Sea; retreat at once, or my Asura Clan will fight you to the death!"

The Asura King said coldly.

It is precisely because he sensed the powerful aura emanating from these people before him that the Asura King would say such a thing.

Otherwise, given the warlike nature of the Asura clan, they would likely have already charged forward and fought them to the death.

"Honored Asura King, please hear me out: your Asura clan's heavenly way is flawed, you have wantonly created killing karma; it would be better…"

Dizang spoke first.

"I won't listen!"

But before Dizang could finish his words, the Asura King raised the blood fork in his hand and viciously thrust it at Dizang from afar.

As the blood fork was swung, it instantly stirred up a towering wave of blood.

"Dizang, I will surely die on your broken mouth someday!"

Diteng, watching the massive blood wave surge toward them, couldn't help but let out a mournful cry.

In contrast, Dizang beside him remained perfectly calm.

With his hands lightly clasped together, a six-zhang golden figure immediately appeared above Dizang's head.

A heavy aura spread out, instantly pushing back the surging blood wave.

"It seems you, this annoying fellow, aren't just good with your mouth either."

The Asura King watched Dizang part the blood wave, his eyes narrowing slightly.

"However, since you refuse to leave, then you may all stay here!"

Saying that, the Asura King lightly waved his right hand.

As the Asura King moved, immediately one after another, figures rose from the blood sea—indeed, they were warriors of the Asura clan.

"Oh no, this guy—could he have brought out all his possessions? We're done for!"

Watching the densely packed warriors of the Asura Clan appear, Diteng only felt a tingling on his scalp, and even the hairs on his body stood up straight, one by one.

However, facing Diteng's incessant chatter, Dizang remained expressionless, merely fixing his gaze firmly on the depths of the Netherworld Blood Sea.

It was as if there was something there that interested him.

"Interesting!"

Compared to Dizang's calm, Wen Dao Ren appeared somewhat excited.

Seeing her arms spread out, a vast blood mist spread out from her as the center.

"Protector of the Teaching Dharma King, our master ordered us to subdue the Asura Clan, not to slaughter them."

At that moment, the White Lotus Child behind Wen Dao Ren spoke up.

Hearing that, Wen Dao Ren's excited expression froze slightly.

"Tch, really troublesome!"

Saying that, she crossed her arms before her chest; the previously dispersed blood mist began to rapidly converge, and finally, forming a blood-colored pouch above her head.

At the same time, the Mysterious Capital Grand Dharma Master spoke: "King of the Asura Clan, I am a disciple of the Highest Purity Saint, the Mysterious Capital Grand Dharma Master. I have come today only for your daughter; as long as you hand over the Rakshasa girl to me, I can relieve you of this immediate danger."

Upon hearing the Mysterious Capital Grand Dharma Master's words, the Asura King's face darkened.

Wen Dao Ren also somewhat displeased said: "That... what's-his-name, Mysterious Capital Junior Dharma Master, hearing your words, it seems you don't put this Western Teaching's Protector of the Teaching Dharma King in your eyes; you're so arrogant!"

However, facing Wen Dao Ren's words, the Mysterious Capital Grand Dharma Master paid no heed, merely gazing silently at the Asura King, awaiting his reply.

……

"Rakshasa, it seems the Human Teaching is eyeing you."

In the Asura Clan's palace, Ao Yifan embraced the Rakshasa girl, watching the naked-bottom child playing, a smile curling at the corner of his mouth.