Chapter 753: The Master

Tang Luo glanced at his left hand, then shook his head slightly—not particularly satisfied.

This move, the Reincarnation Purification Finger, differs from its original version; it now includes special effects.

The so-called special effect means actively pulling enemies in, causing them to crash headfirst into the tip of Tang Luo's finger and die.

This idea came to Tang Luo during a sudden inspiration while creating the Buddha Kingdom in the Palm, and he decided to test it.

On its first use, it felt somewhat clumsy, and the effect was merely adequate.

Speaking of which, with this special effect added, Tang Luo's Reincarnation Purification Finger now has three variations.

The first is the original Reincarnation Purification Finger—no special effects, just concentrated force, devastating killing power, truly a top-tier killing move.

The second adds Liuli Flame to the Reincarnation Purification Finger; weaker enemies struck by it are reduced to nothing, not even ash remains.

Stronger ones, after being enhanced, mistakenly believe they can withstand it and hope to leave behind a trace of ash.

The third is the one just demonstrated, with the special effect named "Moth to Flame."

After glancing at his left hand, Tang Luo didn't even look at the remaining cultivators, turned around, and walked back into the Daughter's Country, vanishing without a trace.

The remaining cultivators finally recovered from their petrified state; some fell directly into the sea, flailed a few times, then struggled back into the air, utterly disheveled.

"They… all died?"

After a long silence, a cultivator lowered his voice and spoke cautiously.

On the sea surface, some grayish-white powder floated on the water, swallowed and vanished with the rolling waves.

These were the last traces left by the deceased cultivators… now even those are gone.

Cremated at sea, buried in the ocean—no trace can be fished out.

"Probably."

"…"

Everyone spoke in low voices, afraid of drawing out that white-haired demon monk again.

After saying just a few words, a group of cultivators suddenly realized, exerted their utmost strength, and fled in panic.

Only after running over ten thousand li did they stop in twos and threes.

"Ah! It's Senior Diaoyao Ke!" someone spotted Diaoyao Ke in the distance and immediately chased after him.

Diaoyao Ke stopped and asked proactively: "What happened over there?"

Several cultivators exchanged glances, recounted what they had seen, and inwardly sympathized, feeling immensely relieved that they had been timid at that moment—cowardice truly saved lives at the critical moment!

Listening to one's inner voice is the correct decision!

"Hiss—"

After hearing it, the surrounding cool air was completely inhaled by Diaoyao Ke in one breath, as if the temperature had risen several degrees.

He indeed felt a murky power coming from the direction of the Demon Holy Land; after sensing it slightly, he felt a chill of fear.

It was as if facing the true overturning of heaven and earth, a momentum of destruction.

Unable to muster even a trace of resistance, he could only lift his head, straighten his chest, close his eyes—dying like that would be more dignified.

But Diaoyao Ke began to think that this murky power was the result of many cultivators joining forces to clash with the white-haired demon monk, spreading outward as faint ripples.

He never imagined it was merely… the work of a single person!

"Disperse, all of you disperse." Diaoyao Ke waved his hand, old and weary.

"Senior, what about after that—"

"What after?" Diaoyao Ke interrupted the cultivator, letting out a soft hum.

After that, naturally, the white-haired holy monk of the Demon Holy Land would have the final say.

In the entire cultivation world, the upper echelon lost fifty percent of its strength in this battle.

Without surprise, given the opponent's power, he could completely rely on his own strength to plunge the entire cultivation world into eternal calamity.

Cultivators are relatively carefree, living off the wind and dew as recluses beyond the world.

But cultivators also have their own social circles; sects are their means of inheritance.

Cultivators can move, but sect resources built over years and accumulated are not easily moved.

Even if they could be moved, it would cause vital energy to be severely damaged—only one in ten might remain.

The "old nest" is always a soft spot.

And the Demon Holy Land will vanish; that demon monk is alone, his strength vastly superior to that of Tian Xiezi—far, far greater.

Tian Xiezi could force the Lonely Moon Sect to bow; the demon monk could utterly destroy the Lonely Moon Sect, and after that, continue destroying the next sect.

From now on, the entire cultivation world will tremble in fear under the white-haired demon monk's might.

Diaoyao Ke can almost foresee it.

In the future, thousands of years from now, records will state: XXX year, the Demon Monk from the Demon Holy Land walked out, slaughtered twelve sects, and intimidated the cultivation world.

From then on, the cultivation world fell into a dark age; countless heroes and talents rose up, raising banners in rebellion, opening the curtain on resistance against the Demon Monk.

However, Diaoyao Ke's assumption is wrong.

After the news spread that many sects had destroyed the Demon Holy Land outside, the entire cultivation world erupted in uproar, everyone feeling endangered.

Countless small sects and clans immediately chose to close their mountain gates or relocate the entire sect, wishing to flee to the ends of the earth.

Some even secretly sneaked back into the mortal world to blend in.

After all, they are small sects and clans—entire sects with at most a hundred or so people—what matters is mobility.

Let the loss be the loss.

But great sects are different; they cannot easily abandon their grounds, and elders, even sect masters, have died at the hands of the demon monk.

While suffering vital energy loss, if they directly abandon their mountain gates and leave, other sects with lesser losses might unite and tear them apart.

Those great sects are also decisive; they immediately used thunderous force to kill those in the sect with divided hearts who tried to flee.

Then they united to form the "Exterminate Demon Alliance"!

Twisting the remaining strength into a rope to counter the impending crisis.

The mountain rain is coming, the wind fills the tower!

On the eve of the storm, quiet and oppressive.

All cultivators await the impending earth-shattering change.

They wait and wait.

After waiting a full month, the morale of the Demon-Slaying Alliance, which should have been victorious, was exhausted, and they still did not see the legendary white-haired demon monk.

Thus, some fearless cultivators went to the demon holy land to take a look.

Not to mention the demon monk, the vast demon holy land has vanished.

When the news spread, the scene became extremely awkward for a moment.

We stand united here, all of us of one heart, just thinking about how to counter the demon monk.

Clenching our fists after waiting so long, we came to look, and the person is gone?

Or, following the original basic situation, does the demon holy land appear once every few hundred years?

Do we not disturb each other?

Not disturbing each other is our last dignity?

You demon monk are so strong, do you really have no other ideas?

Like ruling the entire cultivation world?

If Tang Luo knew, he would surely answer: "What the hell."

You all together are still no match for a single slap; ruling you, what good is it for me?

Is numbers useful?

What do I cultivate for?

I am just a passing monk; if you want to leave, leave; if not, die.

That's all there is to it.

Why do you think so much?

Human hearts are complex.

In the Mountain Sea Realm, Tang Luo once devised ten thousand ways to be tricked.

And he came up with a thousand countermeasures, concluding that tricking people is still simple.

When Tang Luo devised the thousand-and-first counter-countermeasure, he suddenly enlightened and made a decision.

Wukong! I will no longer be the Sandalwood Merit Buddha!

From then on, Tang Luo's life became simple.

What is a wise man? It is calculating two hundred steps ahead to kill you, and then calculating two hundred steps after your death.

What is a brute? It is wanting to beat you to death, and the next second charging forward.

Tang Luo chose the latter.

And so far, it has been successful.

If he truly had any ideas about those sects, they would not even have a chance to form an alliance.

With a single finger, he annihilated those cultivators who dared to resist; Tang Luo did not linger long, completed the mission, and returned to the real world.

Bao Tian and others, under the condition of releasing water, successfully crossed the half-collapsed Mountain Sea Pass.

As Tang Luo had anticipated, the mission's requirement was not to let them thoroughly... the isolated Daughter's Nation.

Escaping the Mountain Sea Pass counts as mission completion.

Thinking this way, perhaps the way to go out to sea is simpler than escaping the Mountain Sea Pass.

No matter what, the mission is completed.

Bao Tian and others returned joyfully to the real world, repeatedly examining their rewards.

And they longed for the next mission to absolutely be fighting zombies, this time the zombies could be a bit stronger.

The flesh-eaters, this upper limit is enough.

After Tang Luo returned to the real world, he observed the time; this mission's time had not changed.

Moreover, in the eyes of Zhu Bajie, Ao Yulie, and others, Tang Luo could almost be said to have never disappeared.

Anyway, Ao Yulie, Sha Wujing, and the Heavenly Dog found no clues.

Zhu Bajie, however, noticed a slight anomaly at that moment; unfortunately, he was merely standing as an observer, focusing his gaze to detect a slight anomaly.

"Master, are there any rewards this time?" Ao Yulie asked.

Although the skills do not greatly enhance everyone, they are at least a token of remembrance.

They count as one of the motivations for everyone to complete the mission.

Indeed, people are just this bored and easily fooled; even after cultivating and becoming immortals, it is no different; even a dragon is no exception.

As long as we can level up, from LV1 to LV100, we will do it.

"A skill, also part of the Blood Talisman Series." Tang Luo said.

Blood Talisman · Swift Wind, after using the blood talisman, the body becomes light, increasing speed.

This talisman differs from the flight talisman; the flight talisman merely allows flight, and when one originally could not fly, running or walking speed is what it is, and the upper and lower limits of the flight talisman are the same.

After using the Swift Wind talisman, speed will then increase.

However, the Swift Wind talisman is slightly different from other talismans.

After using other talismans, there is essentially no learning curve for the user.

It is like putting on a garment, including the flight talisman; the actual sensation is like running in the sky.

The Swift Wind talisman, however, is slightly different; it has a learning curve, requiring adaptation to a lightened body; using it rashly without adaptation will instead create a burden.

The reaction can't keep up with the speed, so situations like overshooting are likely to occur.

Of course, for stronger god-demons, the adaptation process will be quick.

For beginners, it's more troublesome.

Thus, Tang Luo's six skills are respectively: Mockery, the Blood Talisman series' Flight, Invisibility, Healing, Substitution, and finally Swiftwind.

Iron Armor, fully integrated, became Tang Luo's "Talisman Drawing" divine ability.

As a monk, being able to draw talismans is also reasonable.

The Buddha is originally the Dao, after all.

Each Blood Talisman, Flight and Invisibility have already reached level three, while Healing and Substitution are both level two.

Swiftwind needs no further explanation—it is definitely level one.

The skill upgrade speed, frankly speaking, is not fast.

Proving Tang Luo's title of "Number One Support in the World" relies on his effort, not talent, and there isn't much talent to speak of.

Oh, by the way, the "Mockery" skill is also level three.

"Besides, I've also created a divine ability, Palm Buddha Kingdom. I brought the entire Daughter Kingdom back, and it's right here in my master's right hand." Tang Luo continued speaking, raising his hand, his right palm five fingers spread open.

The illusory image of the small Daughter Kingdom flickered in and out of view.

Ao Yulie, who was about to test the Swiftwind effect, froze for a moment and blurted out: "Master, then your right hand really is your wife?"