Tiger King only felt an overwhelming force attacking him, giving him a sense of being utterly invincible.
Unwilling to accept defeat just like that, he exerted all his strength, using every ounce of power in his body; in that mont, he resembled a warrior fighting a bloody battle.
The power of the two intertwined, wildly wreaking havoc around them.
With a loud boom, the ground beneath their feet burst open, and they stood in a large crater. Tiger King, his face covered in blood and panting heavily, looked at the Long-Eyebrowed Arhat who had once again transford into the image of an old monk.
"Old monk, you’ve won!" Tiger King sighed.
Even though he had used all his strength, he still hadn’t managed to injure the seemingly frail old man before him, and that depth of the Buddhist Sect unnerved him.
"Amitabha Buddha," the old monk said, bringing his hands together and intoning the na of Buddha with a compassionate look on his face, but his trembling hands revealed that he was not as relaxed as he appeared.
Seeing that the situation was settled, Galan quietly breathed a sigh of relief from not far away. The stance Tiger King had assud earlier had even made him feel invincible, fearing that Long-Eyebrowed Arhat would be defeated. Now, seeing the outco, he naturally felt joy.
However, Long-Eyebrowed Arhat dared not be the slightest bit careless, as this Tiger Demon had done too many things that shocked him. At the beginning of the battle, no one thought that this newly erged Demon King could pose any threat to the Buddhist Sect.
Yet, Tiger King had proved through one battle after another that, although sowhat arrogant, he was undoubtedly a qualified warrior. In the blood and fire of war, he had grown rapidly, and in just a short ti, he had already started causing trouble for the Buddhist Sect.
Sotis, Long-Eyebrowed Arhat couldn’t help but marvel at the resilience of the Demon Clan; it seed that if you turned your head away and ignored them for just a mont, they would quickly produce a slew of strong individuals.
For such a fellow, Long-Eyebrowed Arhat did not intend to let him go, but rather than killing Tiger King, he had a better choice: to convert him into a protector for the Buddhist Sect, after all, such a potential individual was not common.
"Benefactor, why not convert to Buddhism and cease your stubborn ignorance," Long-Eyebrowed Arhat softly said.
Tiger King only felt that disturbing force reappear within his heart, constantly eroding his will and arousing a desire to deeply revere the monk before him.
He clenched his teeth tightly, the grinding sound audible, and even the corners of his mouth bled from the excessive force, using the pain to barely stabilize his mind.
"If you dare, kill , you bald donkey!" he shouted angrily, trying to provoke the monk before him to anger, hoping to be killed in the end.
Compared to death, becoming a puppet was even more terrifying to him; the thought of living like a marionette brought him agony.
He tried to kill himself, but under the influence of Long-Eyebrowed Arhat, his body seed no longer to obey his will.
"The sea of suffering is boundless; turn back to the shore!" Long-Eyebrowed Arhat shouted authoritatively.
In Tiger King’s heart suddenly appeared a golden Buddha, majestic and compassionate.
Upon seeing him, Tiger King completely lost the will to resist. His ferocious facial expression gradually beca peaceful, and his whole body seed to emanate a sense of Buddhism.
Seeing this, Long-Eyebrowed Arhat showed a hint of happiness; the seed had been planted, and it wouldn’t take long for this Tiger Demon to beco yet another powerful Outer Gate protector for the Buddhist Sect.
However, just then, a voice ca from the sky: "Tiger King!"
The sowhat stupefied Tiger King subconsciously responded and instantly disappeared from everyone’s sight. A young man in a Daoist robe slowly appeared before the crowd, none other than Lin Fang, who had been watching from the sidelines for a long ti.
"It’s you!" the Revered Temple Guardian exclaid angrily upon seeing Lin Fang.
The man before him was soone he could recognize even if he turned to ash. This was the man who had brought him endless humiliation, making him a laughingstock among the Buddhist Sect.
"Oh! It’s you, long ti no see," Lin Fang greeted the Revered Temple Guardian with a warm smile, as if eting an old friend after many years.
"You monster, how dare you show up again? Do you really think the Buddhist Sect has no one to send?" the Revered Temple Guardian accused, pointing at Lin Fang’s smiling face.
"Look at what you’re saying. I’m a good person, subduing monsters to protect the people, but sohow I offended your Buddhist Sect folks, and now you relentlessly want dead."
"Quiet, stop your smooth talking. You destroyed a Buddhist Treasure and ruined our grand plans; you deserve to die a thousand tis!" the Revered Temple Guardian shouted, hopping mad.
The Long-Eyebrowed Arhat, however, stopped him and, after taking a curious look at Lin Fang, said, "Fellow Taoist, you and our Buddha are destined!"
Lin Fang’s face instantly darkened; oh great, that phrase nearly finished him off.
"Stop it, I have no fate with you guys, not even a little."
It seed the three were rely chatting, but in reality, the battle had already begun.
The Long-Eyebrowed Arhat might have appeared benevolent, but he was devious, already employing Divine Skills from the Buddhist Sect, subtly targeting Lin Fang’s mind with a strange force.
However, this ti it wasn’t as effective as before. After all, Lin Fang was not a re physical and bloodline cultivator like the Tiger King; he followed the orthodox path of Qi Cultivation, so his mind was well-tempered.
rely with the Long-Eyebrowed Arhat’s mana, it was insufficient to disturb his mind.
Seeing the composed Lin Fang, the Long-Eyebrowed Arhat slightly furrowed his brow. He could feel Lin Fang’s mind was like an unbreakable steel rod, unresponsive to his influences.
"Fellow Taoist, I admire the strength of your mind!" the Long-Eyebrowed Arhat said, bowing his head.
"What, not continuing?" Lin Fang laughed nonchalantly.
But suddenly the situation changed. Without any warning, the Long-Eyebrowed Arhat transford into a golden giant and attacked Lin Fang; the monk had chosen to ambush him.
The mont he made his move, he gave it his all, for he sensed no aura from Lin Fang, and being from the Buddhist Sect, he realized imdiately that Lin Fang possessed the Leakless.
Such a person was usually very difficult to deal with, so the instant he struck, he decided to go all out.
"Old monk, that’s not very honorable of you," Lin Fang said with a laugh, pointing at the charging monk.
Yet his hands were by no ans careless; he suddenly pulled out a Stone Ruler to et the Long-Eyebrowed Arhat.
The two t in mid-air, creating a massive whirlwind that swept the area, forcing the Revered Temple Guardian, who was preparing to help, to stay back.
The Long-Eyebrowed Arhat frowned tightly. The mont the Stone Ruler made contact with him, he felt his mana freeze montarily.
This disorientation made him extrely uncomfortable, causing him to involuntarily spit out blood.
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