Chapter 250

Some knelt on the ground, pounding their heads against the earth, begging for mercy!

Others were so terrified they lost control of their bowels and bladder, displaying the most disgraceful forms!

The once lofty, solemn image of the Fomen high monks vanished completely in this moment!

"Amitabha! Evil dragon! Do not be so arrogant!"

At this critical juncture, the three divine monks—Du E, Du Du Jie, and Du Nan—suddenly roared in unison!

They knew that today's affair had no room for compromise whatsoever!

Only by fighting to the death might there be a glimmer of hope!

Suppressing the churning blood and qi and the tremors in their divine souls, they pushed their Buddhist power to its absolute limit once more!

One after another, golden Buddhist light, brighter and more condensed than before, erupted skyward from their bodies!

Above their heads, the massive, mysterious golden ring—Jin Gang Fu Mo Quan—reformed once more!

Yet this time, the Buddhist light emanating from the Jin Gang Fu Mo Quan, though still brilliant, carried an unmistakable air of… tragedy and resolve!

They would use this final Fomen divine technique to block the annihilating Long Yan descending from the heavens!

Yet before Brother Ning Chuan's black water Long Yan, capable of burning mountains and boiling seas, purifying all things…

Even this Jin Gang Fu Mo Quan, forged from the lifetime cultivation base of three half-land-immortals, appeared… utterly powerless!

"Sizzzz—!!!!"

The black Long Yan, like a parasite clinging to bone, instantly swallowed the vast golden ring whole!

The golden Buddhist light, the moment it touched the black Long Yan, melted and dissolved like snow beneath sunlight!

The Jin Gang Fu Mo Quan emitted a series of unbearable "crack—crack—crack!" sounds!

Fine cracks, like spiderwebs, rapidly spread across its surface!

"Bad!" Master Du E's face turned ashen, crying out in shock!

He never imagined the flame spat by this evil dragon could be so terrifying!

Even their combined Jin Gang Fu Mo Quan could not withstand it!

"All you junior monks! Calm your minds and focus! Chant the Great Sun Tathagata Sutra with us! Gather the Fomen vows of faith! Resist this calamity together!"

Master Du E, decisive in an instant, barked at the Songshan Shaolin monks below, who were already utterly terrified and disoriented.

He knew that their three alone could no longer hold back this terrifying Long Yan.

Only by uniting all their strength, gathering the boundless Fomen vows of faith, might there still be a glimmer of hope!

The Songshan Shaolin monks, who had just sunk into despair, heard Master Du E's shout and seized it like a final lifeline.

Suppressing their fear and trembling bodies, they sat cross-legged, palms together, and began chanting the Fomen sutras aloud.

"Namo Amitabha…"

"Tathagata…"

"Tadyatha…"

Instantly, the entire Guangming Peak echoed with Buddhist chants, faint golden light shimmering in the air!

The sight of thousands of monks chanting in unison was immense! Majestic!

Streams of invisible, devout, faith-filled Fomen vows rose from their bodies, converging into the sky!

Miraculously, a thin yet sacred and peaceful golden barrier formed outside the crumbling Jin Gang Fu Mo Quan!

Barely holding back the surging black Long Yan!

Yet this was but a drop in the ocean, a futile attempt to stop the inevitable.

Before Brother Ning Chuan's endless, infinitely powerful black water Long Yan…

Even this golden barrier, forged from the faith of thousands of monks, lasted only a few more moments!

Brother Ning Chuan looked down at the Songshan Shaolin monks still resisting, his brow slightly furrowed, a flicker of annoyance and impatience in his eyes.

He snorted coldly and increased his demonic power output once more!

At that moment, the water-fire spirit pearl in his dantian erupted with brilliant light!

Streams of purer, vaster fire-elemental primordial energy continuously flowed into the black water Long Yan!

Boom—!!!!!!!!!

The already sky-obscuring black sea of fire, empowered by the spirit pearl, surged in power once more!

The flames' color shifted from pure black to faintly tinged with an eerie dark gold!

The destructive and purifying power within surged more than several-fold!

"Crack! Crack! Crack!"

The golden barrier formed from the faith of thousands of monks finally shattered under this more terrifying dark gold Long Yan!

Like fragile glass, it cracked into pieces and exploded into fragments!

Dissolving into a shower of golden specks, vanishing into nothingness!

"Ahh—!!!!!!"

"No—!!!!!!"

"Buddha, save me!!"

With their final barrier gone, the ordinary Songshan Shaolin monks had no resistance at all against this world-destroying dark gold Long Yan!

Vast numbers of figures, the moment they touched the Long Yan, ignited like dry firewood and instantly turned to ash!

Not even a cry could escape them—they were utterly obliterated, body and soul!

The air reeked of nauseating char and blood!

Curses! Begging cries! Desperate wails—rising and falling in succession!

Those once lofty, morally upright so-called "enlightened high monks."

Before death, their ugliness and cowardice were laid bare!

This formed a sharp and ironic contrast to their previous appearance of solemn majesty and compassion for all!

Finally.

After the surging dark-gold Long Yan gradually dispersed.

At the foot of Mount Guangming, the scene was already one of utter chaos: bodies littered the ground, and rivers of blood flowed!

Of the thousands of Songshan Shaolin monks, only a few dozen remained, barely clinging to life, yet most were suffering heavy injuries and on the verge of death.

Standing at the very front were still those three Du Du Jie monks, their faces as pale as gold leaf, their bodies drenched in blood, yet still forcing themselves to stand without collapsing.

Yet, in their eyes now, there was no longer any anger or unwillingness from before; only endless despair and ash remained.

"Amitabha... Is our Fomen... truly to suffer this catastrophic disaster today...?"

Du Du Jie monk Du E spoke with a hoarse voice, two streams of turbid blood-tears flowing from his eyes.

Looking at the fellow disciples around him who had died miserably, his heart was filled with endless grief and regret.

Had they known this would happen, why had they troubled themselves to provoke this terrifying evil dragon?!

"Evil dragon! You... you slaughter the innocent and harm our Fomen disciples so indiscriminately! Do you not fear... do you not fear heavenly retribution in the future, and eternal damnation in hell?!"

Du Du Jie monk Du Jie pointed at Brother Ning Chuan, roaring with a voice torn by exhaustion, his eyes filled with bone-deep venom.

"Our Buddha is compassionate! But there must also be Jin Gang with a wrathful gaze, subduing demons and vanquishing evil! Our Fomen... our Fomen will absolutely not let this go! A true Buddha will surely descend to the world and completely suppress you, this evil dragon!"

Du Du Jie monk Du Nan also spoke through gritted teeth, his tone filled with unwillingness and threats.

Brother Ning Chuan looked down at those three old bald donkeys still resisting to the end and refusing to repent, a cold curve forming on his lips as he sneered disdainfully:

"Hehe, heavenly retribution? Hell? A Buddha descending to the world?"

"In my eyes, these are nothing but lies of self-consolation for the likes of you, the incompetent!"

"As for whether your Fomen will let this go, I... shall wait and see!"

"Welcome you all; just send people to bring me... relics!"

Saying this!

He hesitated not a single bit more!

In those pale-gold dragon eyes, a killing intent as cold as ice erupted!

Three streams of dark-gold Long Yan, far more condensed and terrifying than any before, burst forth from his mouth like three fire dragons ready to devour anyone in their path!

In an instant, they completely engulfed those three Du Du Jie monks, who were already at the end of their tether!

"Ahhh—!!!!"

Amidst three shrill screams filled with unwillingness and despair.

These three Songshan Shaolin monks, who had lived in seclusion for many years, just like the ordinary monks before them, were reduced to ash inch by inch under the burning of the Black Water Long Yan!

Not even a single trace was left behind!