In the void, a man dressed in blue appeared, his face masked, and upon his arrival, he imdiately emitted a terrifying aura, like a fierce tiger descending.
The black snow around paused.
True Monarch Lotus was astonished, his heart pounding violently, thump thump thump, like the sound of war drums, his horror transford into fear, he spoke hoarsely, "How should I address you, Daoist friend? Do not ddle. My Lotus Temple is a top sect in Qi Country, with three Bodhisattvas enshrined in the monastery."
"Daoist friend, do not err!"
In the Buddhist Sect, Divinity Transformation experts are respectfully addressed as Bodhisattvas.
The man in blue took action, a blue longsword appeared in his hand.
The longsword trembled, transforming into a star, stabbing forth.
It was like spring thunder sounding, heralding the revival of all things with its arrival, bringing forth spring.
The thunder transford into vitality, the Creation of All Things.
"The first sword, Thunderous Shock!"
The speed of the sword was not fast, yet it obliterated everything of True Monarch Lotus, the surrounding wind and snow scattered away.
Sword Qi surged like a waterfall, evolving into thunder light sweeping forth.
"Cassock Shield!"
True Monarch Lotus’s corpulent body trembled, activating the cassock on him, the cassock flew up, transforming into a massive curtain, constantly rotating and changing, with Sanskrit characters fluctuating on it, evolving into nurous black Buddhas, stepping on black lotus, with black Buddha hair resisting everything.
The two sides clashed, sword Qi slashed at it, with thunderous sounds echoing.
One by one, the black Buddhas perished, lotuses dissipated, the Sanskrit characters were damaged, and so was the cassock.
True Monarch Lotus spat out dark blood from his mouth, his corpulent body trembling, employing a secret technique to counteract the force impacting him, his heart was extrely horrified; "Impossible. How could the Qiankun Thirteen Swords be so powerful!"
"The second sword, Autumn Water!"
The man in blue released another sword thrust, the Sword Qi like silk, transforming into mighty autumn waters, surging forth.
True Monarch Lotus activated the alms bowl, the alms bowl continuously enlarging, covering the front of True Monarch Lotus, the mighty Sword Qi was absorbed into it, suppressed and refined. But after only three breaths, the alms bowl exploded, apparently unable to withstand the terrifying Sword Qi, shattering on the spot.
The alms bowl, was a preliminary Sixth Grade Spirit Treasure, yet facing this sword, it ended up damaged and scrapped.
"The third sword, Green Plum Blossom!"
The man in blue released another sword, this one lacked the mighty aura, lacked the overwhelming destruction, only under the surge of Sword Intent, it transford into a green plum blossom.
The green plum blossom blood, evolving into endless Divine Intent.
Ti seed to freeze, after three monts, the man in blue withdrew his sword and stood.
Thud!
At this mont, True Monarch Lotus’s body fell to the ground, Nascent Soul dissipated.
The previous sword had targeted the Nascent Soul, directly causing the Nascent Soul to dissipate, leaving only a shell.
"Let’s go!"
Lu Xuanji waved his sleeve, gathering nurous female cultivators into his sleeve, then vanished with flickering steps.
...
Under the flickering golden light, Lu Xuanji disappeared.
Approximately an hour after his departure, a group of monks descended here consecutively, looking at the corpse on the ground, a middle-aged monk cried out on the spot, "Venerable Traveler, you died so miserably!"
"Junior Brother, who exactly killed you?"
"This vendetta shall not rest until avenged!"
"Kill, definitely annihilate their clan, wipe out their family!"
"Without revenge, how will the world see Lotus Temple!"
"A demon has slaughtered my Buddhist Sect disciple, we must transcend their entire clan!"
"Junior Brother, this is not over!"
Nurous monks spoke out, murderous intent surged, wave after wave, wishing to tear soone apart directly.
True Monarch Lotus was a top prodigy of Lotus Temple, at rely one thousand two hundred years old, he had entered the Ninth-Layer Nascent Soul, due to his outstanding talent, his Buddhist na was directly nad after the lotus, entrusted with the hope within the temple.
Many Bodhisattvas hoped he would go a step further, testify Dao to Divinity Transformation, achieve the position of Bodhisattva.
But who would have thought he would encounter such calamity.
Lotus Temple, a major Divinity Transformation Sect, was also renowned in Qi Country, its prestige spread far and wide. But now with Traveler killed, how could they not seek vengeance.
The crowd cursed.
At this mont, a master stepped forward, clad in a golden cassock, holding a Zen Staff with his left hand, a Prayer Beads in his right, looking youthful as a fifteen-year-old boy, yet his aura was incomparably powerful, with white eyebrows.
Arriving before True Monarch Lotus’s corpse, he began inspecting the state of the corpse.
After observing for a mont, he spoke, "Junior Brother died at the hands of a swordsman, who wielded the Qiankun Thirteen Swords. That swordsman is quite powerful, already at the Half-Step Divinity Transformation Realm. There are also traces of female cultivators, with the scent of Divine Water Palace, it’s the female cultivators of Divine Water Palace besieging Junior Brother, along with that swordsman striking, killing Junior Brother!"
"Junior Brother, we will avenge you!"
Another monk spoke out, "Divine Water Palace female cultivators besieged Junior Brother, leading to Junior Brother’s downfall, swift action should be taken to transcend Divine Water Palace, convert the demonesses within, allow you to transform into Vajra Buddha Girl, redeem sins for us Buddhists!"
"It must be so!"
"Divine Water Palace female cultivators, already fallen as Celestial Demoness, must be transcended!"
"Divine Water Palace must be exterminated, their sect wiped out!"
After a brief exchange, the crowd decided the fate of Divine Water Palace.
"Furthermore, search for the Half-Step Divinity Transformation swordsman, track his whereabouts..." said the white-browed monk, "The old monk has already captured a trace of other aura, if you encounter him, notify many Bodhisattvas, subdue Asura demon!"
He said, then took out a relic, capturing the aura here, creating a simple Magical Treasure.
Distributing it to everyone present.
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