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Four Qi, Xuantai Mountain, Yangming Temple, Great Hero Hall.

With the sound of a sharp weapon cutting into flesh, Li Huowang watched the black-skinned monk before him get cleaved in two. Black water gushed from within, about to splash over his face.

Sensing something was wrong with that black water, the four tentacles braced behind Li Huowang swiftly yanked backward, letting the black water skim past his face by a hair's breadth.

"Heh." Li Huowang, standing in the Great Hall with Killing Intent radiating from his entire body, slightly opened his mouth and slowly exhaled a cloud of blood-tinged vapor from the depths of his throat.

At that moment, he had lost one hand, yet still gripped three swords at once. Behind him lay a dense carpet of monk corpses.

Li Huowang's expression twisted viciously as his bloodshot eyes glared fixedly at the golden Buddha in the distance.

The golden Buddha, black cloth draped over its shoulders, sat cross-legged atop the offering table, neither sorrowful nor joyful in expression. Yet the flesh-and-blood offerings laid before it made one's scalp crawl.

Not only had this temple completely thrown in with the Dharma Sect, it had actually erected a Buddha Body for Yu Er God! More bizarre still, these monk-soldiers could use military Cultivation Methods. This place was a tremendous problem and had to be uprooted as quickly as possible.

Li Huowang drew a deep breath and charged at the great Buddha with his sword raised. Just as he was about to reach the offering table, he stomped his right foot against empty air, propelling himself into the sky.

Immediately afterward, his left foot stomped the air again, pushing him even higher.

His left and right feet swung back and forth, carrying Li Huowang before the Buddha Statue. Then, gritting his teeth,