Chapter 247

Like a true Jin Gang prison cage, it surged fiercely to meet the massive Long Zhao descending from the sky!

They intended to use the Songshan Shaolin's centuries-old supreme technique to clash head-on with this arrogant, heaven-defying evil dragon!

Boom—!!!!!!

A thunderous roar, louder and more terrifying than any before, as if capable of utterly destroying the entire heaven and earth, suddenly exploded above Bright Summit!

Brother Ning Chuan's massive Long Zhao, covered in black scales and condensed with immense demonic power, collided fiercely with the Jin Gang Fu Mo Circle, which shimmered with ten thousand feet of golden light and was filled with the power to subdue demons!

In an instant!

Heaven and earth shook! Wind and clouds rolled back!

An indescribably terrifying energy storm, centered on the point of impact, surged wildly in all directions like a tangible tide!

The surrounding air seemed ignited by this terrifying energy storm, emitting a series of piercing explosions!

The rocks and trees below were, like leaves swept by a gale, turned to dust and vanished into thin air!

"Pfft! Pfft! Pfft!"

The three divine monks Du Du Jie, Du Du Jie, and Du Nan were all violently shaken, spitting a mouthful of blood simultaneously!

They felt an irresistible, terrifying immense force surge from the Jin Gang Fu Mo Circle, smashing fiercely onto their bodies!

Causing the qi and blood within them to churn wildly, as if their five viscera and six bowels had shifted positions!

The Jin Gang Fu Mo Circle, originally indestructible and bathed in universal Buddha light, emitted a series of unbearable "crack-crack" sounds under Brother Ning Chuan's overwhelmingly domineering claw!

The originally dazzling golden Buddha light upon it instantly dimmed significantly!

Clearly, in this head-on confrontation, the three of them, working together, had actually... actually fallen into a disadvantage?!

Just then, a larger and more majestic black figure slowly revealed its complete form from the shattered cloud layer!

It was a terrifying black jiao dragon, a hundred meters in length, with a fierce single horn on its head, four sharp Long Zhao on its belly, and its entire body covered in dense, ink-black scales shimmering with a metallic luster!

His pale golden dragon eyes, like two blazing suns hanging in the nine heavens, were filled with indifference and coldness, looking down upon the myriad beings below like ants!

A terrifying pressure, originating from the life layer and beyond description, emanated from him, shrouding the entire Bright Summit!

Causing everyone to feel a wave of heart palpitations and suffocation!

As if their lives and deaths were entirely within the whim of this black jiao dragon!

"This... this... this is... the true form of... the Jiao Dragon Island Lord...?!"

The martial artists watching from the foot of the mountain were completely stunned by the terrifying scene before them, which resembled gods and demons descending!

They stood with mouths agape, bodies stiff, unable to even form the thought of fleeing!

Previously, although they had heard various legends about the Taohuadao jiao dragon, most had dismissed them as rumors and exaggerations.

But now, having witnessed this hundred-meter-long, heaven-and-earth-oppressing terrifying black jiao dragon with their own eyes.

They finally understood that those rumors had not only failed to exaggerate, but had actually... vastly underestimated the terror of this jiao dragon!

On the face of the peerlessly beautiful yet cold and aloof Palace Master Yao Yue of the Moving Flower Palace, shock and solemnity appeared for the first time, impossible to conceal!

She could clearly feel that the terrifying pressure emanating from that black jiao dragon far exceeded the Fan Chou she could comprehend!

It was a kind of... a power akin to the "Dao"!

"S-so... such a powerful existence! Is... is this the legendary... True Dragon Descending?!" Palace Master Yao Yue murmured to herself, a barely perceptible tremor in her voice.

Lian Xing's face was also deathly pale, her delicate body trembling slightly; she gripped Yao Yue's sleeve tightly, her eyes filled with fear and unease.

"Sister... we... we should leave quickly... this jiao dragon... is too terrifying..."

In the eyes of Li Xunhuan, which were originally filled with vicissitudes and wisdom, horror and disbelief now filled the gaze.

The small flying knife in his hand was unconsciously gripped a little tighter.

"This... such an existence... is no longer something human strength can oppose..."

On Ah Fei's cold face, a look of solemnity appeared for the first time.

He stared tightly at the massive black jiao dragon in the sky, feeling the suffocating, terrifying pressure.

He knew that even his sword, swift as lightning, would likely be utterly useless before such an existence.

And Xie Xiaofeng and Ding Peng, trapped within the Jin Gang Fu Mo Circle, upon seeing Brother Ning Chuan's hundred-meter jiao dragon body revealing its true form.

First froze in surprise, then their faces immediately displayed uncontrollable ecstasy and excitement!

They knew that the Master... was finally taking it seriously!

The two exchanged a glance, seeing a hint of relief in each other's eyes.

They hesitated no longer, immediately withdrew their attacks, knelt on one knee before Brother Ning Chuan in the sky with utmost respect, and bowed their heads in shame, saying:

"Your subordinates are incompetent! We failed to slay all these bald donkeys! Please, Master, punish us!"

Brother Ning Chuan's pale golden dragon eyes glanced at them indifferently, he snorted coldly, and said:

"Trash."

"Withdraw."

His voice, though not loud, carried an unquestionable majesty.

Upon hearing this, Xie Xiaofeng and Ding Peng both shuddered, a hint of shame appearing on their faces, but they dared not disobey in the slightest.

They quickly responded respectfully, then rapidly retreated to the side.

Just then, Yang Xiao, Dai Dai Qisi, and the rest of the Yizhongming Sect high officials, leading a large contingent of elite Ming Sect disciples, arrived fiercely from the mountain path of Bright Summit.

The entire Bright Summit became even more tense and brimming with killing intent due to their arrival!

The three divine monks Du Du Jie, Du Du Jie, and Du Nan, looking at the hundred-meter-long black jiao dragon before them, emitting a heaven-and-earth-destroying terrifying pressure.

And the fierce, battle-ready Ming Sect experts behind him.

All had their Complexion turned solemn to the extreme, their eyes filled with unprecedented caution and... a hint of despair!

They never expected that this so-called "evil dragon" would be terrifying to such a degree!

This had completely exceeded their expectations!

Abbot Du E took a deep breath, forcibly suppressing the shock and unease in his heart, and asked in a hoarse voice:

"Amitabha! Benefactor... what manner of divine being are you? Why do you seek to trouble Songshan Shaolin? Why deal such a ruthless blow to those unworthy junior disciples of mine?"

He attempted to resolve the crisis before him through words.

Brother Ning Chuan, his pale golden dragon eyes cold, gazed down at the three old monks below and spoke with a detached tone:

"They came to deliver their own deaths; this Seat merely sent them on their way as a matter of convenience."

He paused, his voice now filled with unyielding dominance and killing intent:

"As for you... from this day forth, there shall be no more Shaolin in the Great Ming Wu Lin!"

Killing intent!

Killing intent so cold it pierced the bone!

Majesty!

The majesty that looked down upon the world with disdain!

At this very moment, it was laid bare!

The martial artists watching from the foot of the mountain, upon hearing Brother Ning Chuan's words, all trembled violently and sucked in a sharp breath of cold air!

No more Shaolin?!

This Dragon Island Lord actually... actually intended to completely erase the Shaolin Temple, the pillar of Wu Lin whose lineage spanned hundreds of years?!

This... this is too domineering, isn't it?! Too insane, isn't it?!

Upon hearing this, the three divine monks Du E, Du Du Jie, and Du Nan flew into a rage!

As the three guardian deities of Songshan Shaolin with the highest seniority and greatest strength,

how had they ever endured such an unparalleled humiliation?

"Sinful Dragon! Do not be so arrogant!" Abbot Du Du Jie, whose temper was the most explosive, roared in anger and pointed at Brother Ning Chuan, cursing him.

"Our Songshan Shaolin is a thousand-year-old temple, a sacred site of the Fomen; how can we allow a demon like you to run wild here?!"

Abbot Du Nan also let out a cold snort, his eyes filled with icy killing intent:

"Amitabha! Benefactor, you are stubborn and unenlightened; it seems that today, the three of us old monks have no choice but to perform the act of subduing demons and taming evil, to act as agents of Heaven's justice, and to send you, this sinful dragon, to the Western Paradise!"

Before his words had even faded, the aura surrounding the three divine monks surged once more!

They held back nothing, driving their cultivation base to its absolute limit!

The three of them stood in a triangular formation, simultaneously chanting the profound scriptures of the Fomen!

Beams of brilliant, dazzling golden Buddha light shot up from their bodies into the sky!

Above their heads, that massive and profound golden halo coalesced once again—the Jin Gang Subduing Demons Circle!

Only this time, the Jin Gang Subduing Demons Circle was more than ten times larger than before!

It almost entirely enveloped the peak of Bright Summit!