Chapter 429: This Poor Monk Has Naturally Thought It Over

"Master, the Heaven-Shaking Mountain-Shattering from the Moon Palace has been stolen."

Ao Yulie said to Tang Luo.

Since the Ghost Doctor is a member of the Hate Heaven Gate, the purpose of Yan Yuke entering the Moon Palace is obviously not as simple as just revenge.

It's just that encountering Tang Luo caused the plan to be forced to change.

In the end, Yan Yuke paid with his life, coordinating from inside and out, successfully letting the Hate Heaven Gate steal the Heaven-Shaking Mountain-Shattering.

The Chengtian Pavilion was destroyed, the Zhu Royal Family fell into internal strife, the Moon Palace lost the Heaven-Shaking Mountain-Shattering; the three great holy lands met with disaster one after another again.

The whereabouts of the three Holy Weapons are also unknown.

Everyone has already sensed that during the chaos in the martial world, an invisible black hand is stirring the universe.

At first everyone suspected the Fourth-Degree Demon Monk.

Later, thinking it over, it felt wrong; first of all, this kind of sneaky troublemaking isn't the Fourth-Degree Demon Monk's style.

He has always killed his way to the door openly; a style of 'whoever flinches is a dog'.

Even the theft at Chengtian Pavilion was smashing the Stone Sword and fighting a great battle with Mu Tiewu.

Right, this kind of high-profile way is the Demon Monk's 'stealing'.

Moreover, the Fourth-Degree Demon Monk also doesn't have the kind of power that can scheme in the dark.

Chengtian Pavilion wasn't destroyed by one person, but by a group of people.

Similarly, the internal strife of the Zhu Royal Family also had someone fanning the flames behind the scenes.

These arrangements aren't something the 'newly emerged' Fourth-Degree Demon Monk could do in less than three months.

Those able to scheme in the dark and accomplish all this...

The Hate Heaven Gate!

The Hate Heaven Gate is too quiet, quiet to the point of ignoring the Fourth-Degree Demon Monk, ignoring the Nine Stars Aligning Day.

As the strongest power beneath the four great holy lands, these years the Hate Heaven Gate has been low-key extremely thoroughly, even sometimes making people overlook their existence.

Even when remembered, it's a thought of 'the Hate Heaven Gate is no good, they only flourished during the Hate Heaven Divine Lord era'.

Actually this thought actually isn't too wrong.

The Hate Heaven Gate is a power that was at its peak the moment it was established, afterwards it was all a steady walk downhill.

Very much the feeling of a dead camel being bigger than a horse.

And this dead camel preserved the most intact strength in this martial world turmoil.

You say the events at the three great holy lands have nothing to do with the Hate Heaven Gate?

Who would believe that?

It's just that such a discovery is already too late.

The battle at Tianhe Valley was an excellent opportunity for the Hate Heaven Gate.

They also seized this opportunity.

The three Holy Weapons have already fallen into the hands of the Hate Heaven Gate; not only that, the Inverted Universe and the Immovable God King will also soon be obtained by the Hate Heaven Gate.

They've even handled the three great holy lands, yet they can't handle two guys being hunted by the whole martial world until they can't breathe?

That Red Lotus Old Freak even voluntarily defected to the Hate Heaven Gate on his own.

Except for the three Holy Weapons in the Fourth-Degree Demon Monk's hands, all the remaining Holy Weapons fell into the hands of the Hate Heaven Gate.

It is all the remaining Holy Weapons, including the missing Herdsman's Whip!

The Herdsman's Whip, holding it clears the mind, whipping drives and herds people.

Utilizing the Herdsman's Whip, plus the Ghost Doctor's bizarre 'medical arts', the Hate Heaven Gate created a group of people dangerous to the extreme.

The Ghost Doctor's human body modification, plus the driving of the Herdsman's Whip.

Formed the most dangerous killing weapon — Ghost Envoys!

The Zhu Royal Family's Heavenly Forbidden Guards, in front of the Ghost Envoys, are just like children.

The created Ghost Envoys have no pain sensation, know no fear; once given the attack order, they become extremely crazy.

Before completely dying and unable to move, even if only the mouth can move, they will still tear a piece of flesh from the target.

The Hate Heaven Gate divides Ghost Envoys into four grades: 'Jia, Yi, Bing, Ding'.

Ding-grade Ghost Envoys are typical cannon fodder, have no intelligence whatsoever, disposable items; the vast majority are ordinary people.

A small number of warriors with crude martial skills.

Taking the Ghost Doctor's special pills, in a short time they can explode with strength not inferior to warriors.

That night attacking Chengtian Pavilion, it was a large number of Ding-grade Ghost Envoys as the vanguard force, killing until Chengtian Pavilion was terrified.

Bing-grade Ghost Envoys are composed of martial world warriors.

Similarly without intelligence, only knowing to obey orders as puppets, but not cannon fodder.

Yi-grade Ghost Envoys are different; transformed from martial world experts, among them is the former Chengtian Pavilion Master Mu Tiewu.

Rumor has it Zhu Chenfu was also originally going to be transformed into a Yi-grade Ghost Envoy, but he was old, and was beaten heavily by the Fourth-Degree Demon Monk.

He couldn't survive the transformation, becoming a corpse.

Additionally there are some quite strong martial world experts; a portion like Mu Tiewu retained their intelligence, a portion completely became puppets.

The Red Lotus Old Freak became a Yi-grade Ghost Envoy, and retained his intelligence.

Wuyouzi of the Wuhua Valley became a thorough and utter killing weapon.

As for the strongest Jia-grade Ghost Envoy, the Ghost Doctor released news that he wants to transform the Fourth-Degree Demon Monk into the first Jia-grade Ghost Envoy.

The entire martial world, after the Hate Heaven Gate gradually surfaced, was completely shrouded in its visible fear.

Every day quite a few sects directly surrender to the Hate Heaven Gate.

The hope of the whole martial world is pinned on the Fourth-Degree Demon Monk.

What is the martial world? Naturally, it's about settling grudges and repaying favors with satisfaction.

The Four Sacred Lands may be few, but now you hate the Heaven Gate Sect's supremacy, and you even hold a sacred weapon—how can anyone settle grudges and favors freely from now on?

This won't do, Holy Monk—please, just show us a divine ability!

Tang Luo didn't disappoint those martial world people; he headed straight for the Heaven Gate Sect's main altar, which stood high as the midday sun and could almost dictate the rules of the martial world.

No frills—just a broad invitation to martial world heroes to stand together side by side and advance.

Including myself, there were just four of us, moving swiftly and decisively.

The three Jade Dragon Young Masters each carried a sacred weapon.

Tang Luo, as always, came empty-handed, with no intention of using a sacred weapon.

Of course, it's possible that once we arrive, he might end up using one.

Only the people of the Moon Palace know: the "Fourth Degree Holy Monk" truly needs no sacred weapon—he possesses the strength to single-handedly fight two or three sacred weapons.

I don't know if this news was transmitted to the Heaven Gate Sect by the Smoke and Rain Guest.

But it's certain the Heaven Gate Sect will definitely be on high alert against him.

Otherwise, they wouldn't have gathered six sacred weapons and still refrained from attacking, instead continuing to accumulate power.

"You're wounded like this and still came to watch the fun? Flower-Plucking Young Master, have you switched careers to become a storyteller?"

On the way to the Heaven Gate Sect, Ao Yulie looked at the pale-faced Bai Zhu, who was leading a group of Moon Palace disciples, and asked.

"We're here to help," Bai Zhu said.

"Come on, even a gust of wind could blow you away," Ao Yulie said, waving his hand.

Now Father's goal is clear: gather the sacred weapons and find my second senior brother.

The power of merit and such? Just pick it up casually—minor details—moreover, destroying the Heaven Gate Sect will surely earn us plenty of merit power.

I have no interest in the notion that saving one life equals building a seven-story pagoda.

"The Heaven Gate Sect has surely set up a heavenly net and earthly trap, waiting for the Holy Monk—luring him into a jar. This journey is extremely dangerous; the Moon Palace Sword Formation is formidable and can at least help the Holy Monk bear part of the pressure," Bai Zhu said.

"No need—Master won't lose," Ao Yulie said, his face earnest.

"You!" Bai Zhu exclaimed, his face flushing red, "This isn't just your personal matter—it concerns the entire martial world!"

"If you're coming, then come along," Tang Luo said, stopping Ao Yulie from speaking further, "It's not a big deal either way."

"Fine, then you be careful yourselves," Ao Yulie said, "Master doesn't save people every time."

"We don't need saving!"

Bai Zhu said.

Ao Yulie shrugged, said nothing more, but inwardly thought, These lovely young ladies—I, Ao Yulie, will be the one to rescue them!

Coming to help Tang Luo and the others is just the Moon Palace's doing.

Other factions, martial world people, have chosen to watch and wait.

They truly dislike the Heaven Gate Sect and don't want a mountain-like power pressing down on them—no doubt about it.

But as martial world people, is it wrong to side with the strong?

Only after the Fourth Degree Demon Monk and the Heaven Gate Sect determine victory will these people truly step forward, standing with the victorious strong to beat the drowning dogs.

For now, they only silently pray in their hearts that the Demon Monk destroys the Heaven Gate Sect—best if they all die, for that would be the perfect ending.

Heaven Gate Sect, main altar—mysteriously empty and deserted.

It appears they temporarily retreated due to Tang Luo and the others' arrival.

Hmm, it only looks that way.

When Tang Luo's group truly entered the main altar's interior, various hidden passages and chambers erupted with large numbers of Ding-level ghost officials.

They roared, charging at the crowd.

Some wielded weapons; others even dropped their weapons outright.

Most of their decorations and attire were just those of ordinary commoners.

Moon Palace disciples swiftly formed a sword formation.

The two sides clashed like a meat grinder, with the ghost officials as cannon fodder continuously assaulting the sword formation.

They had no concept of fear or retreat.

Then, a corner of the sword formation was suddenly torn open.

A Bing-level ghost official had mixed in!

Before the gap could widen further, a black flash streaked past—two Bing-level ghost officials charging in to break the formation were beheaded by the same blade.

Ao Yulie gripped the Black Flame Demon Saber: "Don't fear—I, the Jade Dragon Young Master, am here; I will absolutely not let you suffer even the slightest harm."

Having said that, he backhanded a slash—the black blade light fell downward.

To find my second senior brother as soon as possible, I, Ao Yulie, will go full power today!

Nai Taisheng and Tang Yuhan also wielded swords, coordinating with the sword formation—not saying they would completely slaughter those ghost officials,

but they did gain the upper hand.

Tang Luo left the sword formation, walking toward the direction where the sacred weapons were.

Those weapons were also moving toward this side.

Those ghost officials seemed to have received special orders, completely ignoring Tang Luo as they passed by his side.

Even the numerous Bing-level ghost officials, in Tang Luo's presence, were not even fit to be considered low-grade horses.

Using them against Tang Luo would only be a waste.

"Boom!"

A tremendous roar echoed as the building before Tang Luo collapsed.

"Demon Monk!"

Suppressing his anger, the roar of a volcano about to erupt came from the ruins behind him.

"You also have today!"

"Who are you?" Tang Luo frowned slightly. This guy who "demolished his own house"—who is he?

Carrying the Heaven-Shattering Earth-Splitting Axe, bare-chested, his skin showed a strange gray hue, bald, eyes blood-red, resembling an evil spirit.

Tang Luo didn't remember such an ugly bastard.

"... You actually don't remember?" Mu Tie Wu's body trembled strangely, his anger breaking free of its shackles, completely transforming into a mad beast.

"Die—"

He raised the massive Heaven-Shattering Earth-Splitting Axe high.

"Forget it, not important."

Tang Luo's voice echoed in his ear.

Mu Tie Wu suddenly felt dizzy, the world in his vision strangely lowering, so low he could see his own feet.

And his fallen body, the Heaven-Shattering Earth-Splitting Axe hitting the ground, and the ferocious bone sword dripping black blood.

In the next breath, the headless corpse suddenly swelled up strangely.

Boom!

Mangled limbs and fragments, black blood splattering everywhere, falling to the ground, with quite a bit landing on Tang Luo, even on his hands and face, staining them slightly.

"Those who swim well drown, those who ride well fall—each to their own liking, bringing disaster upon themselves."

"You demon monk think yourself highly skilled in martial arts, only capable of reckless charges, incapable of thought; dealing with you is no harder than dealing with a wild beast."

With a gloomy, arrogant voice, four Grade-One Ghost Messengers each appeared carrying holy weapons.

And several men with astonishing auras.

The one speaking was the sect master of Hate Heaven Gate, Lin Zhongtai, beside him also the renowned Ghost Doctor.

"The poor monk has certainly given thought to it."

Tang Luo looked at Lin Zhongtai and laughed, "After thinking, the conclusion reached is that dealing with you requires no thought at all."