Chapter 499

"Beast King Anye, you treacherous villain! No wonder you challenged us to Road of No Return; you were just trying to lure us away from our mountain stronghold, diverting our attention so you could assist the Purple-Pupiled Spirit King in attacking the Glazed Temple."

The speaker was a middle-aged man with a fair complexion, deeply furrowed brows, and an aura of righteousness; he was none other than Wan Yebai, the sect leader of the Evil-Slaying Sword Sect.

"Damn it, it really is you bunch of persistent, wicked Daoist priests! Aren't you annoying? You've been chasing me from the Eastern Martial World to the Southern Martial World. Are you some kind of perverted stalkers?"

The Beast King roared and unleashed a flurry of punches, each punch carrying immense power, like a catapult hurling a stone projectile.

As Wan Yebai retreated, he swung his Demon-Slaying Demon-Slaying Sword. Although there was a difference in Foundations, he used his unparalleled Sword Qi to slice through every punch.

At the same time, three other experts from the Evil-Slaying Sword Sect, wielding the Ghost-Slaying Sword, the Yao-Slaying Sword, and the Monster-Slaying Sword respectively, attacked from three directions. Their Sword Qi energy was powerful and unstoppable, and with the support of the sword formation, they were invincible, forcing the Beast King to turn around and defend.

"Total Extermination of Yao and Ghosts!"

Wan Yebai swung his sword, and six bolts of lightning suddenly appeared in mid-air, crashing down onto the sword's edge and merging with the Sword Qi. Instantly, lightning shot into the sky, accompanied by continuous thunder. Wan Yebai transformed into a golden lightning dragon, roaring out and slashing rapidly. The dazzling lightning obscured his movements, making it impossible to discern his true intentions.

"The Hundred Beasts' Furious Roar!"

With a roar, the Beast King Anye unleashed a chaotic sonic wave, vaguely revealing the phantoms of various ferocious beasts galloping about. This repulsed the three Sword Sect experts, dispelled the lightning on Wan Yebai's body, and forced him to reveal his true form. Then, it clamped its hands together, using the technique of catching a blade with bare hands to trap the Demon-Slaying Sword.

"It's that same Evil-Slaying Sword Technique again! You used this Swordsmanship a hundred years ago, and you're still using Swordsmanship a hundred years later. You've been fighting for over a hundred years, using the same Swordsmanship over and over again. I'm tired of it, even if you're not. Can't you be a little more creative? Your Demon -Evil-Slaying Sword Sect has produced quite a few Grandmaster, can't you create a few martial arts techniques of your own?" the Beast King grumbled.

"What does it matter if it works for a thousand years? You've died nine times from this Swordsmanship, and you still couldn't figure out a way to break it, did you?"

Wan Yebai formed a sword with his fingers and unleashed Sword Qi burst of sword energy at close range, forcing the Beast King back. Then, with the cooperation of the other three experts, he launched an offensive. The sword Sword Qi he unleashed surged like clouds, rushed like the wind, and suddenly stopped like the treetops. The movements were varied and the sword moves were fierce, sometimes fast and sometimes slow, forcing his opponents to defend themselves.

In terms of Foundation, the Beast King undoubtedly had the upper hand over the three present. However, the opponent's Sword Qi was very unique and had a restraining effect on the Monster Race. He had to use several times his Yuan Power to neutralize a single Sword Qi. Moreover, once his physical body was cut, the wound would not only not heal, but would also bleed continuously. Therefore, he could not use the Monster Race's unique strategy of exchanging injury for injury. This forced him to deal with the situation with extreme caution, making him feel extremely frustrated.

"Aaaaah—get out of here! I want to witness the Buddhist School techniques, I want to fight those bald guys for three hundred rounds, I don't want you piece of junk!"

The Beast King Anye, while fighting, threw a tantrum. "Can't you talk to those monks at Glazed Temple and exchange opponents? You've been fighting me for over a hundred years, you must be tired of it, right? It's a good opportunity for us all to change things up. What do you think of this suggestion?"

His response was an even more ferocious sword strike. Wan Yebai soared into the air, his sword shadows spreading out to both sides like a fan, forming a dense array of circular blades, resembling circular wings. The radiant Sword Qi seemed capable of piercing through the void.

"Slaying All Gods and Devils!"

The Purple-Pupiled Spirit King, wielding the Glazed Precept-Breaking Saber, was locked in battle with the three monks, Lingdao, Linghui, and Lingde, gaining the upper hand. Si Ming stood by, observing from the sidelines, adopting a vigilant stance, seemingly guarding against a trap set by the Glazed Temple. Meanwhile, the elite Monster Race who had come with him were fighting against the martial monks arranged in the Arhat Demon-Subduing Formation. Among them, three Monster Race generals stood out the most: the Examining Official, the Judging Official, and the Death-Questioning Official. They were Monster Race experts whose strength was second only to the Divine General Level, equivalent to the pinnacle of the martial arts world.

Under the leadership of the three monsters, the Monster Race army was invincible, and even brought the warrior monks, who were aided by the Arhat Demon-Subduing Formation, to the brink of defeat. In the end, it was only when the three abbots, Fayun, Fadeng, and Fahai, stepped in that they were able to stop the defeat.

The three high-ranking monks of the Ling generation had reached the late stage of the Grandmaster. Combined with the advantage of the terrain and the superimposed effect of the Vajra Demon Subjugation Circle, their Foundation was only slightly inferior to that of the Purple-Pupiled Spirit King. Even if they clashed palms, they would not be injured. However, the three were old and their skills were obviously dulled. Their reactions were a beat slower, and they were firmly suppressed by the Spirit King. It was only a matter of time before they were defeated.

"If the three of you who are about to die are the trump card of the Glazed Temple, then I can only sigh in disappointment."

The Purple-Pupiled Spirit King moved freely among the black ropes. Even though the three monks were of one mind and their inner strength was as solid as a copper wall and iron barrier, they were full of flaws and gaps in his eyes. He could easily dismantle the barrier of energy Higher Vehicle his superior sword moves.

"Human Race life is short, unlike the long lifespan of the Monster Race. Since the Spirit King is so fortunate, why is he not content and needlessly commits acts of killing?"

"Fortunate? Human Race are the masters of all beings. Isn't it laughable to envy other races? What's the point of immortality if one lives a life of mediocrity and does nothing of note?"

Even if one achieves unparalleled feats, centuries later, they will only become fodder for idle gossip among commoners; heroic deeds will become nothing more than a laughing stock.

"Can the name of your esteemed Buddha, the World Honored World-Honored Tathagata, only be passed down for a hundred years?"

"The Buddha preached the Dharma to save people and liberate them, not for fame or fortune; how can these be confused?"

"Buddha saves humanity, but I, the King, will drown the world, causing all to sink into a sea of suffering. Regardless of good or evil, this journey is a great deed, one that will be remembered for eternity!"

"Forgive us, forgive us! Since Spirit King has such wicked intentions, we have no choice but to risk our lives to stop him!"

The three monks linked their auras, each taking their own position, sandwiching the Purple-Pupiled Spirit King in the middle, forming a Great Luo Buddha Circle. This circle rapidly contracted inward, gathering a large amount of Buddhist Power, almost condensing into liquid, and surging like waves.

"Ha, good idea, but unfortunately you lack the ability. That's all you can do for now."

The Spirit King remained unmoved, letting the waves of Buddha wash over him. His powerful Foundation remained unaffected. With a single slash, a hundred demons surged forth, and the wails of the dead filled the air. He forcefully broke through the Buddhist circle, then his figure flashed, and the blade's light pierced the sky, sending a head flying, accompanied by the passing of life.

The Glazed Precept-Breaking Saber was stained with Buddha's blood. The bloodline in the middle of the transparent blade seemed to come alive, swallowing the blood on the blade in one gulp. It circulated endlessly, and its aura grew stronger and stronger.

With one person dead, the Vajra Demon Subjugation Circle was immediately broken, but neither the decapitated Lingdao nor the two surviving old monks showed any signs of wavering, as if they had long since disregarded life and death.

"Indifferent? But this reaction only infuriates me more."

Just as Spirit King was about to finish off the remaining two monks with his sword, a sharp warning suddenly came from afar.

"Spirit King, no! The Buddha-Slaying Monk is a spy, don't fall for his trick! The Thousand Buddha Blood Sacrifice must be a conspiracy!"

Relying on its sturdy physical defenses, the Zhu Mei broke through layers of obstacles and quickly approached the central battlefield.

Upon hearing this, Spirit King stopped what he was doing, but did not immediately attack Si Ming. This was because he was naturally suspicious and neither fully believed the Buddha-Slaying Monk, nor would he turn against him on the spot because of Zhu Mei said. After all, judging from his past behavior, the Buddha-Slaying Monk had never leaked any information and there was no corresponding evidence. Therefore, it was more likely that the Glazed Temple was using a divisive tactic.

However, Si Ming had no intention of continuing the act. He sighed and said, "So I was exposed after all? I thought I could keep up this act until the very end, ending the pretense with a simple 'I want to be a good person,' but I didn't expect that even this small wish couldn't be fulfilled."

"Hmm, so you're admitting it?"

The Purple-Pupiled Spirit King was initially puzzled as to why the other party had so easily revealed their identity and stopped trying to deceive him. He then realized something was wrong and was about to throw out the Glazed Precept-Breaking Saber, but he was still a step too late.

"You discovered it too late!"

Si Ming formed a hand Law Seals, Glazed Precept-Breaking Saber shattered instantly. The external Devil Qi completely disappeared, and the inner surging Buddhist Power spread out like a raging sea. The Dharma image was solemn and majestic, standing tall and forming an isolated space. The two monks, Lingde and Linghui, were simultaneously sent out of the formation.

"A flower is a world, a leaf is a Buddha, a grain of sand is paradise, a smile is a speck of dust. If the heart is free of all things, lotuses bloom everywhere."

"In times of war and calamity, I will teach all sentient beings to uphold the precept of non-killing and even right view. I will rescue sentient beings from the ten evils, and lead them to abide in the ten virtuous paths, dispelling all ignorance and darkness, and revealing the good Dharma. I will eradicate the defilement of this age, the defilement of life, the defilement of sentient beings, the defilement of afflictions, and the defilement of views, leaving none remaining..."

The pure and holy light of the Dharma bloomed like a screen, and the earth-shaking Buddhist Power spread in all directions. The chanting of Buddhist hymns resounded throughout the world. The Purple-Pupiled Spirit King felt that his own Cultivation Body was being suppressed to an extreme degree, even more severely than when he was in the fake Seven Stars Palace, where he was subjected to the dual suppression of the Seven Buddhas Sin-Eradicating Demon-Subduing Formation Arhat Demon-Subduing Formation. Not only that, but at the edge of the isolated space stood solemn Buddha statues, emitting boundless radiance that was so dazzling that people could not open their eyes at all.

Although powerful beings of their caliber could easily lock onto their opponents using their aura, making little difference whether they had sight or not, the Purple-Pupiled Spirit King knew that the purpose of these Buddhist lights was to seal his vertical eye. If he couldn't even open his eyes, how could he release the Depleting Divine Light?