Chapter 124: Powerless Rage

"Heh!" "Let's go!"

With these people from the Daoist sect, it could be considered colluding. Both sides had the benefits they sought, so the alliance was deeper.

At least compared to the Yin Kui Sect, Su Fan trusted the Daoist sect more.

As for the Daoist sect, it was clear they had also taken action. After all, Cihang Jingzhai's actions made the Daoist sect people have to be shocked.

This was manipulating the world. Even their Daoist sect didn't have the guts.

Oh! No, it wasn't that the Daoist sect hadn't done it. Whether it was Zhang Jiao's Taiping Dao or Sun En's Tianshi Dao, they had personally entered the arena to contend for the world.

However, the Buddhist sect had only entered the Central Plains since the Han Dynasty, and they dared to do this. If the Daoist sect didn't have any action, wouldn't they be a joke?

Being a joke didn't matter, but if they really let the Buddhist sect succeed, wouldn't it let the Buddhist sect suppress the Daoist sect again?

The Daoist sect's face was gone.

So many high-level Daoist sect members in the north had discussed it. The Daoist sect must take action. Before this, they had also inspected several warlords.

The Li Clan, Dou Jiande of Hebei, Wagang, and even Wang Shichong were all within their scope of inspection.

Right now, they found that the Yuwen Clan's strength was even more powerful, especially since the Yuwen Clan was in conflict with the Buddhist sect and seemed to hate the Buddhist sect very much.

Then that couldn't be better.

The enemy of an enemy is a friend.

So both sides tacitly chose to 'collude'.

"Haha! Then I wish little friend Yuwen a safe journey and a bright future."

Saying goodbye to the Daoist sect people, Su Fan prepared to leave.

"Hmm! Monks, you still want to block my path?"

Looking at the martial monks of Jingnian Zen Temple blocking their way, Su Fan's expression turned gloomy, looking coldly at the Four Holy Monks and Monk Liaokong.

"Are you really not afraid that I will destroy your Jingnian Zen Temple?"

The blood and Qi in his body erupted, his entire person like a god or demon, and at the same time, he mobilized the power of the Imperial Jade Seal.

Boom!

"Scram for me!"

With a tiger's roar and dragon's chant, Su Fan used the method of shaking his chest with blood and Qi, roaring. The sound was like the thunder god of the nine heavens, and the violent sound waves instantly shook the martial monks in front of him away.

The terrifying blood and Qi power even shook everyone's internal organs out of place.

"Liaokong, don't force me to start a massacre."

With a roar, the innate first-class martial monks couldn't even block it, one by one lying on the ground with pale faces, looking like they had consumed a lot.

The roar contained Su Fan's mental attack, making everyone feel the pain of soul splitting.

Without a period of cultivation, it would be very difficult for them to recover.

Mental damage was the hardest to cultivate.

Looking at the group of martial monks injured by Su Fan, Liaokong's mouth twitched slightly. With just this one move, more than half of Jingnian Zen Temple's martial monk combat power was ruined.

Liaokong was angry, but he could only be powerless in his rage. He was very smart; right now was not the time to start another conflict. The combat power Su Fan displayed shocked them.

Looking at Ning Daoqi's side, it seemed he was staying out of it. Asking him to make another move was simply impossible.

After all, it was very rare for the other party to give face and make a move. Could the Buddhist sect still demand that Ning Daoqi and the Yuwen Clan both suffer losses?

Their Buddhist sect was willing, but unfortunately, this was just an unrealistic idea.

They couldn't demand it now either.

Without Ning Daoqi, they still had the Four Holy Monks, and him—all were peak Grandmasters. If they besieged Su Fan, they would have a tiny chance to make him leave the Imperial Jade Seal.

But Su Fan was not alone. The people behind him were all fierce generals in the army.

Liaokong didn't know where Su Fan found so many fierce generals in the army; they were all very terrifying.

Liaokong couldn't know the strength of the Four Great Vajras. Buchi and the others could even fight some Grandmasters.

These young fierce generals of the Yuwen Clan were actually not at a disadvantage in battle with them. How terrifying was this?

The Four Great Vajras had already been heavily injured, and that group of theirs—as long as three or four could intervene in their battle, it would be almost impossible for them to forcibly keep the Imperial Jade Seal.

Even if they continued to fight, they might lose a few people. Although the Four Holy Monks were very strong, they were ultimately too old.

They had just consumed a lot with Shi Zhixuan.

What Liaokong was most worried about was the Imperial Jade Seal. The Imperial Jade Seal had been in their hands for decades.

Until now, they hadn't comprehended the mysterious power of this Jade Seal. Only some of them with profound cultivation could briefly resist the erosion of the Imperial Jade Seal's mysterious power.

On weekdays, they had to rely on the bronze bell and bronze hall to seal the Jade Seal, letting others avoid the erosion of the Imperial Jade Seal.

But right now, this Yuwen Chengji could actually not be affected by the Jade Seal, and even vaguely could mobilize the Imperial Jade Seal to attack them.

He was certain that the reason Shi Zhixuan was injured was related to the power of that Imperial Jade Seal.

It also showed that this person could really use the Imperial Jade Seal.

This was what Liaokong was most wary of.

For thousands of years, no one had heard of anyone being able to control this Imperial Jade Seal. Various dynasties could only treat it as a symbol of power.

And this person—what was going on? Could it be that his talent was so powerful that he already possessed Grandmaster combat power at a young age?

This had already made countless people go crazy. Even Liaokong—how could there not be a trace of fluctuation in his heart? He had practiced Silent Zen for decades, hoping to break through to Grandmaster.

Unfortunately, he still hadn't succeeded.

The other party had broken through easily, and now it seemed he had comprehended the mysterious power in the Imperial Jade Seal and used it.

All of this made Liaokong's originally calm heart lake ripple, just like a stone thrown into a lake.

Thoughts were continuous, but Liaokong couldn't figure it out. There was a voice in his heart telling him to make a move and keep this person, otherwise he would definitely regret it.

This person's attitude toward the Buddhist sect explained everything. Once he really succeeded in unifying the world, it would definitely not be a good thing for the Buddhist sect.

He really wanted to make a move.

But on the other hand, he knew very well that once he made a move, it would likely be a fight to the death. Whether he could keep the other party, Liaokong had no confidence at all.

The other party's strength—even if their five Grandmasters worked together, they had no confidence.

"What to do?"

Liaokong's handsome face couldn't help but frown, his expression ugly, listening to the other party's aggressive tone.

Looking at the other party's impatient expression, he knew he had to make a choice.

The Four Holy Monks wouldn't make the final choice. After all, this was Jingnian Zen Temple's territory, and he was the master here; he made all the decisions.

Not knowing how long it had been, Liaokong finally compromised.

He had to be responsible for the martial monks under his sect. Once they really made a move, those fierce generals would likely slaughter the martial monks of Jingnian Zen Temple very quickly.

"Amitabha!"

With a Buddhist chant, Liaokong slightly stepped aside.

His attitude was clear. ===== CHAPTER 125 =====