Zuo Zhonghou arrived at the temple’s outer square.
With just one glance, his entire body froze in place.
The square was littered with severed limbs and scattered clothes, as well as Lanning Temple disciples lying on the ground cursing loudly after having their limbs amputated.
Many cultivators in the Void Refinent Realm had been stripped of their clothes and were suspended in mid-air above the square, no more than three feet off the ground.
It wasn’t just those in the Void Refinent Realm; there were even elders in the Integration Realm at the sa level as Zen Master Huihang, who were also imprisoned on the ground, crashing around but unable to take flight.
In the sky, led by Zen Master Huihang, nearly thirty cultivators in the Integration Realm, along with those in the Void Refinent Realm who had not been subdued, were currently being chased and attacked by a young man.
No, to be precise, two young n.
One was binding the other with Spiritual Power, as if one was riding on the other’s sword flight.
In the sky, Spiritual Energy crisscrossed, with staffs and Palm Seals almost engulfing the entire Lanning Temple.
But the rampaging Spiritual Energy could not harm the young man above at all.
He braced against the attacks that struck him, moving at nearly teleporting speeds through the midst of Lanning Temple’s remaining fighting monks, and whenever he got close,
limbs and clothes would invariably fall.
Upon encountering masters in the Integration Realm or Void Refinent Realm, the young man being led by Spiritual Power would casually stamp down a "Prohibition" seal on the ground.
The young man who had been stripping clothes off people would then smash the dismbered masters into the range of the "Prohibition" seal, coordinating seamlessly with each other.
Then,
these masters would be immobilized, no longer capable of fighting.
The role of the cultivators from the Supervisory Academy was rely to drag away those lesser Lanning Temple disciples or to intercept anyone trying to escape the encirclent.
As long as they could hold them off for a mont, the two young n would arrive to kill decisively, solving the problem of the monks trying to breach their defenses.
...
Wang Chong?
Dan Cong?
Zuo Zhonghou blinked his eyes; the battle tactics of these two n were unmistakably those of Evil Demon, which in another way confird his words, making it very likely that Huihang would no longer doubt him...
But at this mont, the story he fabricated seed to be of no use anymore...
How is this possible?
How could these two possibly be overpowering those in the Integration Realm?
It’s been only just over three months, what Cultivation Level are they at?
Is Wang Chong’s keyword really related to economics?
How did he evolve such a ferocious combat-related advancent skill from an economic keyword?
A stream of questions flooded into Zuo Zhonghou’s mind, suddenly feeling that his estimation of the situation was greatly off, by an outrageous margin...
...
"Evil Demon, Fa Zhao was right; you truly are a calamity of our tis, and our destinies cannot coexist..." Zen Master Huihang, eyes red with rage, wielded his staff powerfully downward, a vast array of staff shadows raining down on Duge.
Duge, unconcerned, let out a laugh, surged forward with Dan Cong beneath his feet, and escaped the range of the staff shadows, casually knocking two cultivators in the Void Refinent Realm to the ground.
That’s right.
He had replaced his flying sword with Dan Cong.
After Dan Cong empowered himself with effects such as "Agility," "Strength," and "Speed," the Alien Warrior’s exceptional talents allowed Spiritual Power to flow smoothly within, making his speed even faster than that of a flying sword.
Moreover,
after a period of ’conditioning,’ Dan Cong seed to embrace the way he was cooperating with him, doing whatever he said, no longer making sarcastic remarks, but it was unclear if that was due to Doctor’s Benevolence or if he was truly moved by his proposal to cooperate.
As for Duge,
having plundered the wealth of an entire nation, his attributes soared to the sky, and with the foundation of the Integration Realm’s Spiritual Power, he had speed, defense, and strength. Within his Realm, he was an invincible existence...
His own strength was the confidence behind his attack on Lanning Temple.
"Zen Master Huihang, stop your futile resistance. Surrender Zuo Zhonghou, and from now on, Lanning Temple will be under the control and assignnt of the Supervisory Academy, and I can guarantee everyone’s safety!"
Duge’s voice thundered over Lanning Temple; he was not concerned about Huihang and others, who were in a chaotic retreat—he would take down anyone he could catch.
"Fa Zhao is Buddha reincarnated, and you, Demon Head, are the true chaos-maker," Zen Master Huihang scread hysterically. "Disciples of Lanning Temple, heed my command, form the array, join forces to eradicate the demon."
"So he’s changed his na to Fa Zhao, eh!" Duge laughed heartily. "Disciples of Lanning Temple, raise your hands, point towards Fa Zhao’s location, after this battle, I will prioritize reattaching your arms!"
Beside Zuo Zhonghou, a disciple took a glance at him reflexively but quickly looked away. Regardless of what Fa Zhao had said, he was their brother, and they were resolute, how could they possibly submit to the Evil Demon above.
Zuo Zhonghou turned his gaze back to the rampaging Wang Chong, then to the frantic Huihang and others, frowning deeply, knowing it was impossible not to take action. Huihang and the others were no match for Duge.
"Perhaps Lanning Temple will fall before anyone reaches the Mahayana Stage and cos out of seclusion."
Zuo Zhonghou sighed lightly, suddenly stepped forward, and behind him an image of Buddha radiating with golden light appeared.
When the Image of Buddha appeared, every monk bathed in the Buddha’s golden light found their anxious minds suddenly soothed.
Not only the monks present felt the influence of the Buddha, but Duge and others did as well.
In an instant, all the violent and wild emotions in everyone’s hearts settled down, and all battles in the sky ca to a halt.
...
"My Buddha is rciful, delivering all beings," Zuo Zhonghou chanted in front of the Buddha’s phantom image, his hands clasped in prayer.
"My Buddha is rciful, delivering all beings."
Monks everywhere turned towards Zuo Zhonghou.
At that mont,
their minds were at peace, though their eyes were filled with fervor.
Especially Hui Hang, who no longer had any doubts about Zuo Zhonghou being the reincarnation of a high monk. His heart was filled with nothing but devotion, believing it was all true...
...
Duge saw the Buddha’s phantom image, and naturally, he also saw Zuo Zhonghou.
But under the cover of golden light, he just couldn’t muster any will to fight, feeling as though peace and tranquility were the norm.
"Wang Chong, do you know your cris?" Zuo Zhonghou looked at Duge and asked.
"What cris?" Duge countered.
"Maiming the innocent is committing the sin of killing. Don’t you feel guilty when you look at these monks you’ve hard sprawled across the ground?"
Zuo Zhonghou sighed inwardly and continued.
His keyword was "Enlighten."
Such a word could never lead to battle skills.
The abilities he had awakened were "Enlighten the Mind to See the Nature" and "Buddha Delivers the World";
Enlighten the Mind to See the Nature: Calms the mind, showing one’s true nature.
Buddha Delivers the World: Simply suppresses the malice in people’s hearts and dissolves their desire to fight. However, if he were attacked, Buddha Delivers the World would end.
Both abilities were actually unsuitable for combat.
But Enlighten the Mind to See the Nature had the effect of persuasion.
He was trying to provoke guilt in Wang Chong’s heart, and then, see if there was a chance to eliminate him.
Wang Chong’s demonstrated combat power was too formidable.
If he could inherit Wang Chong’s attributes and then activate Buddha Delivers the World, once it was canceled, and before others could react, he could take advantage. Probably no one could withstand his combination of moves...
"Guilty of what? I’ll reattach their limbs afterward," Duge said matter-of-factly, "I’ll also help them enhance their powers, putting them on the fast track in life, achieving great heights. They should thank ."
Dammit!
That’s his true thought!
Zuo Zhonghou was dumbfounded but, undeterred, continued to ask, "Wang Chong, you’ve created an economic bubble in the Mortal Realm. When it bursts, how many will be displaced, separated from their wives and children? Shouldn’t you feel guilty?"
"Is everyone not living well?" Duge chuckled, "Regarding the bubble you ntion, as long as everyone is working, and people keep reproducing, bringing more people into the mix, it likely won’t burst. Even if one day it does burst, I have ways to save them..."
Again his true thoughts?
Zuo Zhonghou frowned, "Everyone is born free, without the need for others to intervene. Leave quickly, monks, show our guest out..."
Duge looked at him quizzically and said, "I haven’t reattached their limbs yet, and you’re driving away. What do you an? Do you intend to trap in injustice?"
As he spoke,
Duge suddenly flashed to his side and reached out to grab him: "I think you are the one with ill intentions! Co, let feel..."
As Zuo Zhonghou watched Duge’s hand reach out, he couldn’t help but reveal a look of horror and turned to run.
What’s happening?
No malice, no desire to fight!
Didn’t he intend to kill at all?
The mont he turned to flee, the Buddha’s phantom image also turned, but how could his speed possibly outmatch Duge’s.
Duge flashed in front of him, his hands working together, instantly reaching over his entire body, and in inertia, he plucked off his arm. And at the mont Zuo Zhonghou’s arm was removed, the golden body was broken, the Buddha’s phantom image instantly vanished.
Duge paused, and the peace and calm in his heart vanished in an instant.
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