Chapter 112: I Am About to Go on a Killing Spree

Boom! Boom! Boom!

Accompanied by a series of explosions rolling through the sky like furious thunder, a beam of escape light streaked across the air, followed closely by dozens of similar beams.

Within the fleeing beam of light ahead, a young man clad in black robes with a gloomy expression gritted his teeth, constantly channeling magic power into a magic treasure in his hand; this treasure, named the "Void-Piercing Heaven-Fleeing Black Shuttle," could multiply his speed several times when attached to his escape light and even allowed him to shuttle through the void over short distances.

This person was none other than Qin Tianhe, a true disciple of the Holy Sect!

However, Qin Tianhe's current appearance was utterly wretched; if it were not for the "Void-Piercing Heaven-Fleeing Black Shuttle" in his hand, he would likely have already been reduced to bones and ash.

Behind him trailed a group of Shi cultivators.

"These shameless bald donkeys are definitely playing dirty!"

While running, Qin Tianhe cursed loudly, having clearly realized something was wrong, as the assembly speed and tracking precision of these Shi cultivators were far too abnormal.

No matter how he concealed his qi signature, this group of Shi cultivators could always locate him with pinpoint accuracy.

Of course, he had tried turning back to counterattack, but the Shi cultivators pursuing him were clearly no pushovers, and they were exceptionally skilled in combined attack techniques.

Although their leader was not his equal, the gap between them was only slight.

Under such circumstances, fighting alone was impossible, so Qin Tianhe could do nothing but curse at those behind him while accelerating his escape.

"Benefactor, your karmic destiny has arrived."

Behind Qin Tianhe, a Shi cultivator pressed his palms together, his voice booming like thunder: "Our 【Fu Long Temple】 is currently lacking Buddhist followers; you may become a Dharma protector within our temple."

"The Demonic Sect uses humans as materials, commits countless evils, disregards merit, and shows no respect for karma, breeding nothing but obstacles; it is no place for pure cultivation. If you, Benefactor, could abandon darkness for light, join the Pure Land, and from now on take refuge in the righteous path to listen to the World-Honored One's supreme wondrous Dharma, would that not be far better? Why suffer needlessly in that demonic gate?"

"... mitabha!"

In an instant, more than ten Shi cultivators echoed in unison.

Amidst the rolling thunderous sounds were even interspersed sutras, making Qin Tianhe feel a sharp pain in his head, as if something were drilling into his spiritual sea.

"They want to convert me!?"

Qin Tianhe's face turned iron-green, yet he rallied all his true qi, suppressing the Buddhist chants ringing in his ears while increasing his speed to continue fleeing into the distance.

Seeing this scene, the leading Shi cultivator immediately furrowed his brows.

At the same time, another Shi cultivator stepped forward upon witnessing this and whispered, "Senior Brother Guang Ming, this person is extremely adept at escaping; it seems he won't be so easy to capture."

Guang Ming shook his head: "Junior Brother, you do not understand; our master's 【Fu Long Temple】 urgently needs to recruit Buddhist followers, which is precisely why our master sent us to participate in this Battle for the Dao. The goal is to seize this excellent opportunity to convert as many outsiders as possible to fill the ranks of 【Fu Long Temple】; otherwise, how can we improve?"

"This person's methods are extraordinary; he is clearly a true disciple of a demonic gate."

"Therefore, the harder he is to catch, the more we must catch him! On the battlefield between the Righteous and the Demonic, even if we truly capture a true disciple of the Holy Sect, the Bodhisattvas will protect us."

"Continue, pursue him!"

Guang Ming was the leader of this group of Shi cultivators; since he had spoken, the others naturally dared not voice any dissent and immediately chased after Qin Tianhe.

Similar events were unfolding everywhere within the Realm Heaven.

However, disciples of the Holy Sect varied in strength, ranging from powerful true disciples like Qin Tianhe to the weak who were only at the Late Stage of Qi Condensation, so their fates also differed accordingly.

Some fiercely counter-killed their pursuers.

Some, surrounded and attacked, fought until their strength was exhausted and died in battle.

Some, seeing escape was impossible, directly self-detonated to perish together with their enemies.

Yet regardless of the outcome, the Holy Sect, having been preemptively locked onto, ambushed, and forced to fight against overwhelming odds, ultimately suffered far greater losses than both the Dao Court and the Pure Land.

In a certain wilderness, sword light shimmered brilliantly.

Clang! Clang!

As a Dharma sword descended, the void split open, and a tall, valiant woman stepped out, carrying a severed head in her hand.

"Fairy Yun Miaozhen, your reputation is well-deserved!"

Below, Wang Jinting, hailing from the Dao Court, clapped his hands and smiled: "This true disciple of the demonic gate possessed formidable magic power; if it were not for the Fairy's intervention, capturing him would have been difficult."

"A mere demonic head, unworthy of a single strike."

The tall woman said coldly: "My divine abilities have now reached perfection, and I intend to achieve Foundation Establishment; I wish to challenge the world with my sword, and if these demonic heads can serve as sacrifices to temper my blade, then they have died in a worthy cause."

Outside the Realm Heaven, three True Lords sat in a circle, their Dharma avatars propping up the sky and standing upon the earth, their gazes descending such that no change within the Realm Heaven could escape their Dharma eyes.

Just then, one of the Dharma avatars suddenly laughed loudly: "Qing Cheng, it seems we have taken the lead this time!"

"Amitabha..."

Another Dharma avatar chanted a Buddhist title; although no further words were spoken, the meaning was obvious, clearly indicating they believed they had gained the upper hand.

After all, they had come fully prepared this time; not only had they prepared two Position Treasures with specific countermeasures, creating a situation where they could fight many with few and set up ambushes, but they had also specially invited true disciples from the Sword Pavilion as external reinforcements to bolster their high-end combat power, indeed taking great pains.

Of course, the result was also very satisfactory to them.

What a wonderful opening!

However, facing the mockery from the True Lords of the Dao Court and the Pure Land, Qing Cheng Qingcheng Feixue True Lord, who hailed from the Holy Sect, remained utterly calm, seeming completely unconcerned by the disadvantage.

Seeing her demeanor, the two True Lords instead furrowed their brows.

Could there be a problem?

The Demonic Gate acted with ruthlessness and cunning; whether in Jiangdong or Jiangxi, everyone knew this well, so Qing Cheng Qingcheng Feixue True Lord's such calmness was truly unsettling.

'But regardless, this time it is a three-way alliance working together to restrain the Demonic Path.'

'The advantage is ours!'

Inside the Realm Heaven, a ferocious expression gradually appeared on Qin Tianhe's face; he had been running for a full half-hour, and his true qi was nearly exhausted.

Yet behind him, the group of Shi cultivators led by Guang Ming continued their relentless pursuit; the escape lights of the dozen or so people had even merged into a single brilliant golden dragon shape, which he recognized as a divine ability of the Eight Departments of Buddhist Followers from the Shenle Pure Land, likely belonging to the 【Dragon Department】, which was by no means ordinary among Shi cultivators.

What made Qin Tianhe feel utterly helpless was that he had vaguely guessed Guang Ming's intention.

"These bald donkeys... are using me as bait!"

Qin Tianhe gritted his teeth; in fact, Guang Ming and the others could have caught up and killed him long ago, yet they kept dangling him, maintaining this posture of pursuit.

Were they trying to see if anyone would come to save him?

Thinking of this, Qin Tianhe suddenly felt like laughing; what did these bald donkeys take the Holy Sect for? A bunch of great benefactors who cared for their comrades and sacrificed themselves for others?

Rather than hoping someone would come to save him, it would be more realistic to hope that he could actively find a few Holy Sect disciples to serve as shields for himself.

In fact, Qin Tianhe had already planned to do just that.

As the saying goes, better a fellow Daoist die than oneself; as a disciple of the Holy Sect, when it came to the critical issue of whether he died or someone else did, the distinction was always very clear.

However, just at that moment, a whistling sound suddenly came from the sky.

"What is... that thing?"

"It seems to be another demonic head from Jiangbei!"

Guang Ming and Qin Tianhe almost simultaneously looked up, faces showing joy; the former because there was new prey, the latter because there was now someone to share his fate.

Boom!

The next second, a beam of escape light fell from the sky like a fiery meteor, emitting earth-shattering crashes wherever it passed, only to suddenly split apart after landing.

Immediately after, Lu Yang stepped out from within, sword rainbows piercing the sky around him, stirring spiritual tides in all directions.

The moment he saw him, Qin Tianhe instantly froze in place.

Witnessing such momentum, Guang Ming also felt a slight chill in his heart; he did not rush forward but stopped in his tracks, saying in a deep voice, "This benefactor, may I ask from where..."

Whoosh—!

The sword pill roared, flashing and vanishing in an instant!

Lu Yang couldn't be bothered to answer; he raised his sword and slashed. The Shi cultivator standing at the very front immediately circulated his Dharma formula, erecting a sturdy Golden Body.

This was also a common tactic used by the Pure Land during collective Dharma battles: first, Shi cultivators who had refined their Golden Body physiques and possessed numerous life-saving methods would stand at the forefront, while other Shi cultivators unleashed divine abilities from behind, supplemented by array enhancements, forming a mobile fortress capable of both attack and defense.

Therefore, the moment Lu Yang made his move, the group of Shi cultivators immediately responded according to protocol.

"I will block them, you all..."

Before the Shi cultivator actively facing Lu Yang could finish his sentence, he found his voice cut off at his throat, and then the view before his eyes spun wildly.

"... h?"

His Golden Body had been tempered for decades; generally, even superior magic treasures could not easily breach it, yet now it seemed as fragile as paper.

One sword strike severed his head!

Lu Yang's expression remained calm; he did not know that the Pure Land and the Dao Court had already allied, nor did he know that the Yushu Sword Pavilion had sent an acquaintance as external reinforcement to participate in this battle.

With the True Lords watching from above, he only knew that he was about to go on a killing spree!

The force of his sword swing, the height of his raised hand, the precision of his spell casting, the speed of his pursuit—only by going all out could he show the True Lords of the Holy Sect his attitude!

(End of Chapter)