The Trap

Without hesitation, Si Ming sold Ying Zhou out.

Fahong hurriedly said, "Alliance Leader, you jest. When the Buddha persuades people to take refuge, it is all based on their own free will. How can it be forced? As the saying goes, a forced melon is not sweet. If you force someone to recite scriptures, they will only be inattentive, reciting them without truly understanding them. Even if they recite them hundreds or thousands of times, they will not be able to comprehend the Paramārtha of Buddhism."

"Well, since you're unwilling, then just pretend I didn't say anything..."

"This young man is clearly from the Sea Continent, yet he traveled thousands of miles to the Barbarian Continent, only to happen to arrive at Glazed Temple. He was the Unseen by Fadeng Brother Fadeng at a glance, which shows that he has a predestined connection with our Glazed Temple. Moreover, he possesses the Asura Bloodline and happens to cultivate the 'Brahma Sea Asura Art.' Too many coincidences coming together must be destiny. Since it is the will of Heaven, this old monk can only follow the will of Heaven and find a way to make him willingly enter my Buddhist sect, so as not to suffer the consequences."

You've already said everything, both the direct and the indirect, what else can I say?

These days, even monks have gone bad.

Si Ming couldn't help but reminisce about the honest monks who had been so accommodating when they dealt with the Purple-Pupiled Spirit King.

"In short, I'm entrusting both the Wheel-Turning King Sword and Ying Zhou to you."

Fahong took the Wheel-Turning King Sword from Si Ming, stroked the blade, and sighed, "The sword has gained a bit more killing intent, but it hasn't been tainted with too much karma. Giving this sword to the Alliance Leader was indeed the right decision."

"Master, you don't blame me for using Buddhist weapons to kill people?"

"Weapons are instruments of violence, born for killing. If they are used as decorations like a scholar's sword, wouldn't that be like a pearl being tarnished? Moreover, this sword carries little karma and no resentment, which shows that the leader has never harmed innocent people and rarely uses this sword. He wields the sword of killing with a compassionate heart. This is what is meant by the invincible benevolent."

The praise came pouring in, and Si Ming felt ashamed. He didn't use the Wheel-Turning King Sword lightly because it was too exquisite, no less than a national treasure-level work of art. Even leaving a mark on it would make him feel extremely distressed.

"By the way, there's something I should tell the Alliance Leader first," Fahong said. "According to the reports from the wandering monks, chaos is rampant in the Eastern Martial World. Ghostly Monsters are emerging one after another, and even some powerful demons that were sealed away in the past have been released, causing panic throughout the entire Eastern Martial World. The reason behind this is still unknown, but we suspect that it may be related to the Beast King Anye."

Chapter 588 Trap

Divine Mang Mountain, deserted and silent, with a cold, crescent-shaped moon.

The cold stars floated in the sky like specks of light, scattered like chess pieces. The valley in the darkness was desolate and cold, like a deserted Gobi Desert, with a smell of decaying vegetation in the air.

Suddenly, a bird's cry pierced the desolate valley in the night, bringing a touch of life out of nowhere. Countless flocks of birds flew in from the horizon, a continuous stream of crows. However, this did not bring any sense of relief; instead, it added to the psychological pressure, as if Ghostly Monsters might appear at any moment.

"This eerie environment is so creepy, people would believe it's a haunted graveyard. There's clearly something wrong with it. Didn't this Son of the Dragon Devil ever think about putting on a proper act? Did he know he couldn't fool anyone, so he simply gave up and didn't bother with any pretense, thinking that being full of flaws meant he was flawless?"

Si Ming stood atop a hill not far away, gazing at Divine Mang Mountain, and couldn't help but sigh.

"Perhaps they feel that even without pretending, they can still attract people, so they naturally don't bother wasting time. For example, you've obediently come here now," Wan Ziling said from the side.

Yuezheng Yao frowned and said, "In short, we need to be careful. I sensed a repulsive and unusually powerful aura, but I can't pinpoint its location."

"Disgusting?"

"Lifeless and devoid of vitality, like a dying corpse, this kind of existence, devoid of inspiration and lacking ambition, is the artist's mortal enemy."

For this meeting, Si Ming only brought Yuezheng Yao and Wan Ziling. The former had the cultivation of Spirit Transformation cultivator, and the latter also possessed the Myriad Filth Tainted Blood. After all, knowing that the enemy would set traps, bringing along those who were not strong enough would only be a burden. If they encountered danger, they would have to protect them instead. In this situation, more people were not necessarily better.

Of course, the others weren't idle either. Ke Chajing and the others went with the martial monks of Glazed Temple to wipe out the strongholds of the Deaf Ear Society. They worked together in a two-pronged approach. Ghost Fort contributed a lot of intelligence, and Ximen Chou actively cooperated, intending to use this opportunity to clear his name. Although Glazed Temple was wary of him, Buddhist School has a tradition of converting demons into protectors of Buddhism, so they were willing to give him a chance to turn back. Everything depended on Ximen Chou's performance.

When Si Ming agreed to Duanmu Die's request, he had already thought of a solution, so he said, "Never mind, let's first greet them and do a ten-pull."

"What 10-pull?"

Si Ming did not answer Wan Ziling's question. He circulated his internal Cultivation Body, leaped into the air, and activated the energy within his body. He gathered destructive white light in his palms, condensed it into a sphere, and then hurled it powerfully toward Divine Mang Mountain.

In an instant, heavenly thunder stirred up earthly fire, lightning crackled, dragons and snakes rose from the land, and intense shockwaves spread outwards, causing the earth to shake continuously. Dozens of tons of dust were blasted into the air, and before the dust could fall to the ground, spheres of destructive light came one after another.

Boom boom boom...

Si Ming delivered a thorough and satisfying nuclear bombing. Although it was a miniature nuclear bomb, the damage was still considerable. At least the previously pervasive green mist was completely swept away, and even the smell of rotting grass and trees disappeared. The scene was one of ruins and devastation, with wisps of black smoke rising from the scorched earth.

If the previous environment was suitable for filming ghost movies, the current environment is suitable for filming war movies.

Wan Ziling stared in disbelief, shocked by the destructive power of Si Ming's outburst and astonished by his unconventional actions. It was as if two peerless masters had agreed to a duel at the Forbidden City, but one of them had blown up the Forbidden City first.

To call it a sneak attack wouldn't quite do it justice, since sneak attacks are always clandestine and underhanded, and there's never been such a blatant and large-scale sneak attack before.

"Wasn't the best thing to do to capture them alive? With all this commotion, if the other side had an ambush, they'd probably all be blown to bits."

"'It's best to capture them alive,' so killing them is an acceptable outcome. Due to the enemy's strong resistance, it's understandable that they might accidentally kill someone. This reason sounds quite reasonable."

"What's reasonable about that? They haven't even seen the enemy's face, so what kind of resistance is that?"

"Don't be so rigid. You have to be flexible. Besides, we didn't hear a single scream during the bombing, which means they're all still alive and well."

Wan Ziling cautioned, "They might be too weak and get blown up in the first encounter."

Si Ming Minghun didn't care. "Whether they're dead or alive, we'll only know after we actually confirm it. There's no point in us guessing here. Let's go take a look."

Now that things have come to this, Wan Ziling couldn't say anything. Besides, she didn't care much about the matter of the Son of the Dragon Devil; all she cared about was the Beast King Anye. She just didn't want Si Ming to be distracted by other things, since, at present, only Si Ming in the entire martial arts world could fight the Beast King Anye alone.

If it were someone with a spoiled and self-centered personality, they would probably pester Si Ming and constantly remind him to do the right thing. But Wan Ziling is not that kind of person. No matter how anxious she is, she will not ask for help. She just wants to help Si Ming deal with the matter of the Son of the Dragon Devil as soon as possible so that he can concentrate on dealing with the Beast King Anye.

The three of them walked together toward the top of Divine Mang Mountain, remaining vigilant and constantly observing their surroundings to guard against any sneak attacks. However, even when they reached the epicenter of the explosion, they did not notice anything unusual.

"That's strange. Could it be that they didn't send anyone at all, and are trying to lure us away?" Si Ming wondered.

As soon as the words were spoken, the sky suddenly darkened, the moonlight and starlight disappeared, and a huge black shadow swallowed the three of them along with the ground beneath their feet.

From the outside, one could see a giant fish Qianzhang long floating in the air, swimming slowly. Due to its enormous size, even a slight flick of its tail would cause a hurricane to howl.

Ripples spread across the night sky, as if the Law Technique of invisibility had been lifted, and two figures appeared in the moonlight, landing on the head of the giant fish. One was Duanmu Die's target, the Son of the Dragon Devil, and the other was the Moon Devil King, who had been released from his seal by the Beast King Anye.

"This is the legendary mythical beast 'Kun,' and you actually managed to tame it as your pet?" the Moon Devil King exclaimed in amazement.

"The Kunpeng is a symbol of freedom, and would rather die than be enslaved or pampered. This is Void Corpse Kun refined from the corpse of Kunpeng. Because its original body is dead, it has lost the ability to transform into a Peng and can only maintain the form of a Kun. But only such an immortal creature can be free from the karmic consequences of the Five Continents of Creation."

The Dragon Devil shook his head and said, "This time, it was thanks to your intervention that you created an illusion that interfered with the opponent's six senses; otherwise, it would have been extremely difficult to succeed."