Chapter 284

He muttered to himself, "Good heavens... now this is what you call a grand display! Now this is what you call majestic!"

"If this Crown Prince had a dragon like this as my mount, I could walk around sideways!"

In his heart, his curiosity and interest in Brother Ning Chuan reached an unprecedented peak!

On the opposite side of Taohuadao, the thousands of monks of the Fomen, upon seeing Brother Ning Chuan's terrifying true form that blocked out the sky.

Also turned pale one by one, their minds shaken violently!

Some Wu Seng with lower cultivation bases were even so frightened by the terrifying Long Wei emanating from Brother Ning Chuan that their legs went weak, collapsing onto the boat!

Even Abbot Xuan Ci and the other Gao Seng of Songshan Shaolin had faces turned solemn to the extreme, their eyes filled with incredulous horror!

Although they had long prepared themselves mentally, knowing they were about to face an extremely powerful existence.

They never expected the opponent to be... so overwhelmingly powerful!

This completely exceeded their understanding of "demons"!

"Amitabha!"

Abbot Xuan Ci suppressed the shock in his heart, stepped forward, gathered his full internal energy, and shouted loudly at Brother Ning Chuan:

"Sinful beast! You demon dragon, killing innocents indiscriminately, slaughtering the Great Ming branch of Songshan Shaolin, deeply sinful, your crimes are too numerous to record!"

"Today, Songshan Shaolin shall represent the Tianxiafu Sect, act on behalf of heaven to punish evil, completely suppress you, this demon, and restore the truth!"

His voice, though imbued with profound internal energy, in the face of Brother Ning Chuan's overwhelming Long Wei, seemed somewhat... lacking in strength.

As Abbot Xuan Ci's words fell.

The thousands of Wu Seng behind him also clasped their hands together in unison, chanting Fomen scriptures aloud!

"Namo Amitabha! Namo Amitabha!"

"..."

For a moment, the sound of Buddha's teachings swept grandly, with chants of Zen resonating!

Streams of golden Buddha light rose from the monks, gathering in the half-sky into a golden ocean!

Within that Buddha light lay righteous qi and the supreme vow power to subdue demons and vanquish evil!

Attempting to use this to cancel out and suppress the terrifying demonic qi and Long Wei on Brother Ning Chuan!

However, Brother Ning Chuan paid no heed to this, ignoring it as if it did not exist.

His pair of pale golden dragon eyes did not even bother to look at Abbot Xuan Ci.

Instead, they bypassed everyone and landed on that ancient Zen boat, on the gray-robed sweeping old monk who had been standing with eyes closed, appearing utterly ordinary.

He could clearly feel that among everyone present, only this old monk could pose even the slightest threat to him.

"Hehe, so this is... your confidence?"

Brother Ning Chuan's voice rang out again, vast and majestic, like a divine decree from the nine heavens.

Within that voice lay his incredibly pure demonic power, and that supreme Long Wei that looked down upon the world!

Merely the transmission of that voice suppressed the sky-filling Buddha light, forcing it to retreat step by step, its radiance dimming!

Abbot Xuan Ci and the other Gao Seng of Songshan Shaolin, feeling Brother Ning Chuan's terrifying pressure as if it were solid, all turned pale again, their hearts filled with horror!

They never expected the opponent to suppress the Buddha light and vow power凝聚ed by their thousands of monks with just a single sentence!

The strength of this dragon was even more terrifying than they had imagined!

Just then.

The sweeping old monk, who had been standing with eyes closed, finally slowly opened his eyes, which appeared dull but actually contained endless wisdom and compassion.

He stepped out from the crowd, tapped the bow of the boat lightly with his toe, and his figure, as if weightless, walked slowly on the air, arriving before Brother Ning Chuan, facing that massive dragon body from a distance.

Facing Brother Ning Chuan, he clasped his hands together, bowed in salute, and spoke in a voice that was old yet peaceful:

"Amitabha."

"When will the cycle of vengeance end? Past events are like yesterday's death."

"Dragon benefactor, your killing sin is too heavy, your body entangled with violent qi; if you do not turn back in time, heavenly punishment will surely descend upon you in the future."

"Today, this old monk comes on behalf of Songshan Shaolin to challenge you, benefactor."

"This battle, regardless of victory or defeat, concerns only cause and effect."

"Hope that after this battle, benefactor will put down the butcher's knife, and all grievances between you and our Fomen will be settled once and for all, how about that?"

His voice, though plain, seemed to contain some strange Zen meaning capable of soothing the heart.

Upon hearing this, Brother Ning Chuan let out a contemptuous cold laugh:

"Hehe, what a fine 'settling once and for all'!"

"You bald donkeys, time and again offending me, coveting what belongs to this seat, even attempting to contact forces across the world to come and punish this seat!"

"Now seeing that this seat is powerful, unable to be defeated, you think to use a few high-sounding empty words to settle everything once and for all?"

"Where in the world is there such a cheap thing?!"

Within his pair of pale golden dragon eyes, cold killing intent flashed!

"This seat puts these words here today!"

"After today, you old bald donkey will surely die!"

"And your Great Song Songshan Shaolin will follow the fate of that Great Ming branch, from now on... completely erased from the Jianghu!"

"This seat will make everyone in the world know what fate awaits those who offend me, Brother Ning Chuan, who offend me, Taohuadao!"

"Amitabha! Sin! Sin!"

The many strong ones of Songshan Shaolin, hearing Brother Ning Chuan's words full of killing intent and tyranny, all turned pale, erupting in fury!

They glared angrily at Brother Ning Chuan, wishing to rush forward immediately and fight him to the death!

Upon hearing this, the sweeping old monk also sighed lightly, a trace of helplessness and compassion appearing on his face.

He shook his head and said, "Since benefactor is obstinate and determined to oppose our Fomen."

"Then this old monk has no choice but to... strike decisively to subdue demons and vanquish evil!"

"Benefactor, do not blame this old monk for showing no mercy!"

Before the words had even faded!

His body, which had previously appeared withered and frail, suddenly erupted in this very moment with brilliant, dazzling golden light stretching ten thousand zhang!

A terrifying aura, as deep as the ocean and boundless as the heavens, surged upward from his body!

He stepped upon the void, walking step by step toward Brother Ning Chuan; with each step he took, the momentum radiating from him surged even higher!

Behind him, a golden Buddha phantom, a hundred zhang tall, faintly materialized!

That Buddha's appearance was solemn and majestic, embodying boundless compassion, yet carrying an unparalleled authority capable of subduing demons and suppressing all things!

"This... this is... the Buddha's Realm of Appearance?!"

"Heavens! This elder from Songshan Shaolin has actually cultivated to the realm where he can manifest the Buddha's Realm of Appearance?!"

"This... this must be... at least a top-tier existence in the mid-to-late stages of the Earth Immortal realm?!"

The crowd watching from the shore, sensing the boundless Fomen aura emanating from the Sweeping Monk, were all utterly horrified, murmuring in shock!

Whether it was the 'Free Immortal' Ning Daoqi, the 'Yin Empress' Zhu Yuyan, or the Prince of Beiliang, Xu Fengnian.

As they gazed upon that hundred-zhang-tall golden Buddha phantom, their eyes were all filled with solemnity!

They knew that the strength of this old sweeping monk, who had long hidden within the Sutra Repository of Songshan Shaolin, must have surpassed many Earth Immortals across the Jianghu!

Yet, facing the world-destroying, terrifying momentum of the Sweeping Monk.

In Brother Ning Chuan's pair of pale golden dragon eyes, there remained only calmness and indifference.

It seemed that the Buddha's Realm of Appearance, which would make any Earth Immortal turn pale with fear, was, in his eyes, nothing more than a clay chicken and a mud dog, utterly incapable of withstanding a single blow.

The Sweeping Monk and Brother Ning Chuan faced each other from a distance in mid-air.

Two auras, utterly different yet equally powerful to the extreme, clashed violently in the sky!

One was a vast, righteous Buddha light filled with compassion and majesty!

The other was a primordial demonic qi filled with tyranny and destruction!

The two intertwined and annihilated each other!

Causing the entire Eastern Sea to change its winds and clouds, with waves surging toward the heavens!

It was as if even this heaven and earth could not withstand the pressure exerted by these two peerless mighty figures!

Suddenly!

The Sweeping Monk moved first!

He held back nothing; with his very first strike, he unleashed a thunderous blow that shook heaven and earth!

He slowly raised that withered palm, aimed at Brother Ning Chuan, and gently brought his palm down!

"Great Compassion Palm!"