After spouting a string of wild boasts, the demon man left triumphantly. He came as he had come, flying straight out through the breach in the Wall of the Firmament, leaving behind believers wailing all over the ground.
By the time Buddhist reinforcements arrived, the demon man had long since vanished. Even if they wanted to pursue him, they could not catch up.
A dignified Buddhist eminent monk had thus fallen.
Buddhism taught people to see through and let go, even in the face of death. The Monks who arrived consoled the masses, collected Dharma Master Kongkong's remains, and handled the various aftermath matters.
As for the body, every part of Dharma Master Kongkong's body had been found except for his head.
The Monks collectively chanted Buddhist invocations, praying for Dharma Master Kongkong's deliverance and dedicating the merit to him.
The demon man who had left moved far away from the previous star, removed his disguise, and revealed his true appearance. It was none other than Fan Lang himself!
He would not kill Dharma Master Kongkong for no reason. Naturally, he had his reasons for doing so.
He had two reasons.
First, Dharma Master Kongkong's head was a token of allegiance for the Buddha-Slaying Demon King, as well as a bargaining chip for negotiations.
Second, Dharma Master Kongkong was actually a fraudulent demon monk, not a truly extraordinary eminent monk. On the surface, he spoke endlessly of benevolence and righteousness, but in secret, he had married a whole harem of wives alone. He had long since broken Buddhist precepts and had even committed the disgraceful act of defiling female believers.
It was precisely because Fan Lang knew Dharma Master Kongkong was a demon monk that he chose to strike at him. A demon monk like him deserved to die.