Counterkill Iron Claw Flying Eagle! Obtained the Muscle Tendon Pill! Broke Through to the True Qi Fourth Layer

He strode forward, stepped onto the stairs, and was about to enter through the door.

Inside, the head of the giant Buddha was instantly severed by Su Changqing and smashed out of the temple.

The Buddha's head was like a massive boulder. The Wrathful Buddha Vajra sent surging waves of force rolling out with a thunderous roar.

Iron Claw Flying Eagle sneered. The flying claw on his shoulder shot out, its iron chain spanning the air as it pierced through the giant Buddha head and crushed it to pieces.

Amid countless fragments of stone, Su Changqing appeared once more, his gaze ice-cold.

His black hair hung loose, with three tiny Silver Needles embedded deep in his scalp.

He gripped the Purple Blood Soft Sword in one hand and the Frost Snow Saber in the other as he charged toward Iron Claw Flying Eagle.

Iron Claw Flying Eagle struck horizontally with both claws, blocking both the Frost Snow Saber and the Purple Blood Soft Sword and locking them firmly in place.

"Three acupoint chimes? Hahaha! You're an Imperial Guard, and so am I. I began cultivating ten years before you did, my foundation is solid, and I've fought no fewer than a hundred battles!"

Iron Claw Flying Eagle swept his gaze over Su Changqing and laughed coldly.

"You fought hard before this, your breath is unstable, and my iron claw wounded you. Blood has blurred your vision. How can you defeat me?"

He threw back his head and let out a long roar. His right leg lashed out like a steel whip, striking the thigh he had previously injured on Su Changqing.

The sharp crack of breaking bone rang out.

Yet Su Changqing said nothing, his eyes cold. He traded injury for his life. The Purple Blood Soft Sword in his hand instantly softened, spiraling around the iron claw and binding it tightly.

Iron Claw Flying Eagle crossed his flying claws, yet he could not snap the Purple Blood Soft Sword.

His expression changed at once, and his other flying claw launched another attack at Su Changqing.

"Overlord Saber! Death God Slash!"

Su Changqing's black hair scattered wildly, his gaze icy.

The Frost Snow Saber descended from above, incomparably domineering as cold light burst forth.

Countless icy crystal petals formed along the blade, ringing with a clear metallic hum.

One slash swept down.

That slash directly cleaved apart the hundred-forged steel iron claw.

Iron Claw Flying Eagle's eyes filled with horror as half his body was cut in two. Blood surged and sprayed three zhang into the air.

The chained flying claw fell to the ground, its iron chain stained in blood.

Iron Claw Flying Eagle staggered upright as blood continued to gush forth. He dropped to his knees, rolled down the bluestone stairs, and stared on unwillingly.

Until the moment he died, he had never taken a single step into Great Buddha Temple.

The gates of Great Buddha Temple instantly shattered into pieces. Only Su Changqing stood within the temple, his Flying Fish Robe drenched in blood.

Outside Great Buddha Temple, countless snowflakes drifted down. The world of ice crystals resembled an earthly paradise.

Even Scarlet Blood Scholar's corpse had already been buried beneath the snow, leaving no trace behind.

This snow had originally been the snow fated to freeze Su Changqing to death in his Life Script.

Iron Claw Flying Eagle had also borne a mortal grudge against him, yet today he had died in Great Buddha Temple.

Su Changqing watched in silence, picked up the Purple Blood Soft Sword from the ground, then turned and entered Great Buddha Temple.

He had long noticed that this sword's material was extraordinary. Once infused with true qi, it could cut through anything, sharp and chilling, not much inferior to the Frost Snow Saber.

Otherwise, it would become soft as a ribbon. He had no idea where Scarlet Blood Scholar had acquired it.

But now, it belonged to him.

Moonlight rippled like flowing water, pouring into Great Buddha Temple. His eyes narrowed slightly as he surveyed the surroundings.

"The Dali Zhennan King met someone here for a night of passion and lost the Muscle Tendon Pill gifted by Shaolin Temple."

Su Changqing limped forward, a faint smile in his eyes.

This place was a complete mess, filled with broken walls and ruins. Even the roof had collapsed. It was a total wreck.

Whoever had slept with King Zhennan here must have been someone interesting.

"If nothing goes wrong, the Muscle Tendon Pill should be beside the Buddha."

Su Changqing's gaze fell upon the headless Buddha in the center, his eyes narrowing.

This was the Buddha Shakyamuni, his figure solemn and majestic, though the bronze paint was mottled with rust.

Unfortunately, it no longer even had a head...

Su Changqing had cut off the Buddha's head with one slash and hurled it at Iron Claw Flying Eagle, only for him to shatter it with both claws.

"Buddha Shakyamuni, Imperial Guard Chen Mo pays his respects. If you bear any grievance, please seek out my good brother Li Kongxiang. He only reveres the Three Pure Ones, cleans the Hall of the Three Pure Ones every day, and never worships Buddha."

Su Changqing pressed his palms together and slowly bowed.

A moment later, he reached out and began searching around the Buddha.

The Dali Zhennan King certainly knew how to have fun, but he was still a prince of a nation. At the very least, he would choose somewhere cleaner.

Great Buddha Temple had fallen into disrepair long ago, with broken bricks and shattered tiles everywhere. Where could be cleaner than the Buddha's golden lotus pedestal?

It was cleaner, and more thrilling...

Therefore, Su Changqing was certain that the Muscle Tendon Pill had to be here.

Before long, Su Changqing spotted a small bottle wedged deep within a crack on the high platform. It was impossible to tell how many years it had been stuck there.

He shattered the platform with one palm, took the medicine bottle into his hand, and gave it a gentle blow. Dust scattered in all directions.

Under the moonlight, it gleamed brilliantly. It was clearly a priceless jade bottle, worth at least three hundred taels.

The Dali Zhennan King was truly wealthy.

Su Changqing turned to leave, then suddenly remembered something. He frowned.

He recalled hearing that around fifteen years ago, the Kingdom of Dali had once paid a diplomatic visit to the Great Shang Dynasty. The envoy at the time had been King Zhennan.

The Kingdom of Dali revered Buddhism. Its emperors would even renounce the throne and enter Buddhism as monks.

By rights, whenever they visited a great nation, they would offer incense and worship at every major temple.

At that time, Great Buddha Temple had not yet fallen into decay. It stood outside Chang'an City and enjoyed flourishing incense offerings.

"I guessed wrong. Great Buddha Temple at that time must have been solemn and magnificent, its Grand Hall spotless..."

No wonder such a precious treasure had been dropped, yet King Zhennan had not even returned to look for it.

Because Great Buddha Temple had still housed quite a few monks back then.

Could he possibly admit that he had lost Shaolin Temple's Muscle Tendon Pill because he had been riding atop the Buddha's golden lotus?

Years later, the Kingdom of Dali was far away, and King Zhennan had never returned even once.

The woman who had met King Zhennan in the temple was likely no ordinary person either, though Su Changqing had no idea who she was.

Su Changqing brought his palms together and instantly crushed the jade bottle in his hands. The jade turned to powder and scattered across the ground.

Though this object was priceless, keeping it would only bring trouble.

"I wonder how much this Muscle Tendon Pill can improve my cultivation and aptitude."

Su Changqing sat cross-legged on the ground, turning the Muscle Tendon Pill over in his hand.

Even after more than ten years, it remained golden and radiant, its fragrance refreshing his senses.

The Muscle Tendon Pill was made from heavenly treasures, musk, deer antler, thousand-year wild ginseng, hundred-year lingzhi, and other ingredients, then condensed with the true qi of Shaolin Temple's eminent monks.

It was renowned throughout the martial world.

His eyes narrowed slightly as he swallowed the Muscle Tendon Pill.

It moistened his mouth upon entry, and boundless true qi erupted within him, stirring every acupoint across his body.

The backlash caused by the three acupoint chimes instantly vanished.

True Qi Second Layer!

True Qi Third Layer!

Su Changqing pressed on in one burst, condensing true qi and sending it surging in all directions. Great Buddha Temple trembled beneath the waves of force!

Countless bricks and tiles came crashing down from above, and the entire hall was on the verge of collapse.

True Qi Fourth Layer!

Su Changqing opened his eyes, his gaze tightening slightly.

He instantly grabbed the Frost Snow Saber, tapped off with his toes, and shot out of the main hall like an arrow loosed from a bow.

The temple's roof beams and wooden pillars snapped one after another. With a thunderous crash, the temple collapsed, sending snowflakes, shattered stones, and dust flying everywhere.