Bringing Disaster to Their Doorstep

During the banquet, a commotion suddenly broke out outside the temple. Abbot Fajue got up to investigate when he suddenly heard a familiar poem.

"The Buddha's blood builds the evil Bodhi, the extreme karma of the six realms leads to the Tathagata's downfall!"

His entire body was filled with Blood Sha Qi, resembling a demon, and the ring knife was completely transparent with a trace of blood flowing inside. Such a conspicuous combination immediately made his identity recognizable.

"The Buddha-Slaying Monk, how could he be here?"

"Damn it! He's clearly taking advantage of our recent battle, with everyone injured, to kick us while we're down and wipe us all out!"

"Don't be afraid, everyone. He's all alone. If we work together, we can exhaust him!"

The crowd was shocked and enraged. After regaining their senses, they rushed to stop them, but a flash of light and a spray of blood revealed several heads falling to the ground.

"You think you can stop me? How laughable!"

The Buddha-Slaying Monk charged straight in, wielding his sword. None of the martial artists in his path could withstand a single blow from him; their limbs flew through the air. He disdained to slaughter ordinary martial arts masters, and his target was none other than the abbot of Alan Temple.

"The Samsara Dharma Seal!"

Fajue formed a Buddhist mudra and used his ultimate technique to resist, but it was cleaved in two by the opponent's blade. The remaining force struck his chest, causing him to cough up blood.

"How dare you, the thief!"

The thick-browed monk brandished his staff in an attempt to save the people, but was slashed back by the Buddha-Slaying Monk, his tiger's mouth split open and bleeding profusely. The other monks suffered the same fate, unable to get close at all.

Just as Abbot Fajue to die under the blade, a familiar figure suddenly appeared, piercing through with two swords, blocking the sure-fire attack of the Buddha-Slaying Monk. It was Wutian, who had returned.

"You were hiding nearby after all. I deliberately took my leave to lure you out. Today, you can't escape anymore."

"Escape? There's no need. It'll only add another soul to the list. All Buddhist School disciples deserve to be executed!"

The Vajra Demon-Subduing Power clashed head-on with the Asura Divine Power, and the immense residual force rippled out, knocking everyone else back and clearing a space.

Everyone was somewhat bewildered. From the moment the Buddha-Slaying Monk appeared and displayed his divine Fajue, almost killing Abbot Fajue, to when he was stopped by Master Wutian, less than half a minute had passed. In the blink of an eye, the situation had taken many twists and turns. Some people didn't even know what had happened. They were just enjoying the delicious food at the banquet when they were affected by the residual force that swept over them, and were knocked unconscious on the spot, buried under the bowls and plates on the table.

The uninformed crowd quickly inquired about the situation from those in the know, and then turned their attention to the battle between two powerful figures, both wielding knives, possessing immense strength, and both from Buddhist School.

The two swords clashed, their energy soaring into the sky, each sound deafening, the air exploding incessantly. The spectacle was in no way inferior to the previous battle between Wutian and the Barbarian Divine General. The two fought from inside the temple to outside, leaving nothing but devastation in their wake. All the buildings were as fragile as tofu, crumbling at the slightest touch.

Those with lower cultivation levels couldn't see the battle situation clearly and didn't know who had the advantage, so they hurriedly asked the stronger ones for advice. However, the stronger ones didn't dare to make any rash judgments for fear of losing face. In the end, only Fajue had stabilized his injuries, dared to speak.

"The one with the upper hand is the Buddha-Slaying Monk. Wutian's nephew lost because of his Foundation, probably because he Barbarian Divine General and his energy was greatly depleted. His strength was not as good as before, and he was unable to gain the upper hand. Fortunately, both of them came from the same school and were familiar with each other's martial arts. Therefore, even if he was at a disadvantage, it would be difficult to determine a winner in a short time."

"The monk Buddha-Slaying Monk is truly despicable. He actually took advantage of someone's vulnerability. If he had the guts, he should have waited until Master Wutian had rested before attacking. No matter how powerful he is, can he possibly defeat the Monster Race's divine general?"

"With so many of us, why don't we all go and help Master Wutian deal with this scoundrel of the martial world, the Buddha-Slaying Monk? We don't need to worry about any rules of the martial world; we'll just tear him to pieces."

"Fool, you're too weak. You're not qualified to get involved in a battle at this level. You'll only make things worse. Going up there will only hinder Master Wutian and force him to protect you."

"Asura Dual Refinement!"

The Buddha-Slaying Monk suddenly unleashed a yin-yang sword aura, which transformed into a torrent of water and fire, overwhelming the liver and lung meridians.

"Using our sect's martial arts against our own disciples? Do you think my identity as a disciple of the Glazed Temple is a lie?"

Si Ming shattered the Yin-Yang sword energy with his Vajra Finger Force, then roared with thunderous sound, shaking the wind and clouds. His voice was as calm as an ancient well, but his energy was as boundless as a river, annihilating the evil currents of water and fire. He then raised his strength again, combining the Vajra Demon-Subduing Power with the Bodhi Demon-Subduing Saber Art, and unleashed a magnificent sword energy to strike head-on.

Unmoved by the Buddha-Slaying Monk spun his Glazed Precept-Breaking Saber, drawing in the Bodhi blade's energy. He then used the momentum to slide backward, sidestepping into a bow stance and sinking his waist, before unleashing his unparalleled divine power into the earth, carving a long trench in the ground.

"I may not succeed today, but I'm leaving, and there's nothing you can do about it."

"How arrogant! What gives you such confidence? So what if you can recite Buddhist School chants? You can do that too? Listen carefully," Si Ming slightly reduced his strength, pretending to regulate his breathing, and loudly proclaimed, "The three bodies of karma originate from mortal roots, the six realms of causes and conditions leave no trace. The Sugata has never been the true form, withering and flourishing, birth and death, all are empty gates."

The Buddha-Slaying Monk frowned slightly, seemingly not understanding why the other party suddenly recited a poem. Just then, a familiar Vajra Palm suddenly came from behind, and he quickly returned his palm to block it.

"Traitor, pay for the lives of the innocent Buddhist School monks!"

The one who made the move was Fajian from the Discipline Hall. He unleashed the Mighty Vajra Palm with all his might. Although his Foundation was slightly inferior, his strength was in no way inferior. The two palms struck each other, and both of them were knocked back.

"Possessing both power and virtue, Vajra Demon Subjugation!"

Taking advantage of the opportunity, Si Ming unleashed a powerful slash that shook the earth. The Buddha-Slaying Monk had no choice but to barely muster the strength to parry with his sword. Ultimately, he was too weak to recover his energy, and the Glazed Precept-Breaking Saber was deflected, leaving his defenses wide open.

A flash of golden light appeared on his body and disappeared in an instant. The Golden Bell Cover Divine Skill blocked the unparalleled blade force, but at the same time, it also broke his skill. Seeing that he was surrounded from the front and back, the Buddha-Slaying Monk tried to retreat from the side by using the force, but unexpectedly, a palm force that turned everything into nothingness struck his back silently.

Prajna Zen Palm!

The one who launched the sneak attack was none other than Faming of the Prajna Hall, Grandmaster- level cultivator who severely Buddha-Slaying Monk with a single palm strike.

Si Ming stepped forward and Buddha-Slaying Monk in the chest, further aggravating his injuries!

"Ha, ha, Glazed Temple really has some tricks up its sleeve. To deal with me, they sent three experts, resorting to sneak attacks and ambushes. They truly deserve to be called upright Buddhist School disciples."

The Buddha-Slaying Monk spat out a mouthful of blood on the ground and then made sarcastic remarks.

Fajian said, "To kill a villain, one must be even more villainous than the villain. To act on behalf of Heaven, to be a Buddha acting like a demon, we have a clear conscience!"

Si Ming, "This scheme was set up specifically for you. Today, you have no way to escape!"

Chapter 379 Sending Trouble to the Door

Imprisoned and with no way to survive, the Buddha-Slaying Monk laughed loudly, "Where there are hypocritical believers, there are hypocritical Buddhas. I simply cannot stand your hypocritical faces. When there is benefit, all phenomena are 'true reality'; when there is no benefit, all phenomena are 'illusion'. You can turn the world upside down with just a few words. You use such rhetoric to fool the people, so I vowed to slaughter all Buddhist temples in the world and restore peace to the world."

Faming shook his head and said, "The true nature of all phenomena transcends words and the realm of mental activity. The Buddha spoke this way to liberate sentient beings, and had no choice but to establish words and name it 'true nature.' It's like a blind person asking a sighted person, 'Is water long or short? Is earth square or round?' The sighted person tells him, 'Water has no length, and earth has no square or round shape.' The true nature of all phenomena is also like this; it is neither illusory nor not illusory. Have you not heard that true nature is one's own mind, beyond words, beyond names, and beyond mental constructs? When studying Buddhism, one must not cling to emptiness as existence, nor fail to distinguish between nature and form."

The Buddha-Slaying Monk sneered, "In the end, isn't it all the same old trick of saying one thing to one person and another to another? You treat the people like they're blind, tricking them into spending money on incense and prayers, using the excuse that sincerity brings results. When you see someone smart, knowing you can't fool them, you start talking about Buddhist doctrines to show off your superiority. How laughable! Those who deceive the people will ultimately be abandoned by them!"