Stopping Bloodshed with Bloodshed V

Five Round Snow Mountain.

The Western Sect True Buddha Temple was once located deep in the vast, remote Great Snow Mountain.

Later, in order to expand its influence and mission, it moved to Great Capital).

But no one knows that deep within this snow-capped mountain range lies a mysterious and powerful special location.

Deep in the snow-capped mountains, along a narrow canyon path that winds its way inward, stand ice sculptures, each over ten meters tall, on both sides.

One after another, the ice sculptures depict soldiers, generals, and other figures.

These ice sculptures stand silently, as if protecting this mysterious area.

The wind and snow fell, accompanied by a howling sound.

The sky gradually darkened from bright to gloomy. Even the drifting snowflakes slowly turned grayish-white.

Deep within the road guarded by ice sculptures, a colossal snow-white temple, like a gigantic behemoth, sits atop the mountainside, blending seamlessly with the white rocks and snow.

Whoosh! Suddenly, a purple figure appeared out of thin air in front of the temple gate.

Immediately afterwards, another figure in white robes appeared beside the purple figure.

The two stood side by side, both frowning as they gazed at the enormous temple before them.

"Any discoveries?"

The purple figure raised his head, revealing a chubby middle-aged face. It was Yue Dewen, who was originally supposed to be in charge of the Heavenly Treasure Palace.

Everyone assumed he should be in Great Capital by now, but no one knew that he had been searching here for half a month.

After he gained a sense of unity with the prevailing forces, he could feel his strength increasing every day.

Compared to when he first became the National Preceptor, he is now at least three times stronger.

Of course, this strength lies purely in the mind and will; there is not much improvement in the physical body.

"No. This place is completely empty, as if it has been uninhabited for a long time. This doesn't make sense."

The one who spoke and answered was Kexiwo, who had an extremely good working relationship with Yue Dewen.

He had infiltrated the Great Bright Teaching Alliance, secretly gathering all the Teaching Alliance's experts, and in the end, he gifted all the Teaching Alliance's power, along with its army, to Yue Dewen.

Only Great Ling general like him could perfectly devise such a shocking plan.

But this time, he also came to the depths of the Five Round Snow Mountain with Yue Dewen.

"Not only are the sect's experts missing, but even the servants, ordinary Spirit Guard, Spirit Vein are nowhere to be seen. This place... was probably planned long ago." Kexiwo's expression was calm, but somewhat solemn.

"Interesting. They ignore the Imperial Clan and the Divine General, leaving me to do as I please, hiding themselves so well. It's really interesting."

Yue Dewen sneered.

He looked through the temple gate with his hands behind his back at the towering statue of a Gods and Buddhas.

"I'll see how long you can hide!"

He suddenly raised his hand and swung it at the Statue.

Boom! A distorted, invisible wave shot out from his hand, transforming in mid-air into a strange creature that resembled a dragon but wasn't, stretching nearly a hundred meters before slamming into the Statue.

Whoosh! There was no earth-shattering sound, as if it were just a strong gust of wind.

Countless cracks slowly and automatically appeared on the surface of the Statue.

With a crash, the entire giant Statue, which was over thirty meters tall, shattered into countless small pieces, scattering all over the ground.

A fierce wind swept through the temple, swirling up countless snowflakes and ice shards.

Yue Dewen snorted coldly and turned to leave. He had only waved his hand casually and hadn't actually intended to shatter the remaining divine power on the Statue, but the power had become so strong that even he himself was slightly alarmed.

"Let's go back." He glanced at Kexiwo.

"You're getting stronger and stronger." Kexiwo's eyes showed surprise. "No wonder the Spirit Flight Teaching doesn't dare to show itself now. If it were me, I wouldn't dare either."

With a casual palm strike, he could shatter the massive ice sculpture of the Spirit Flight Heaven Statue Spirits from nearly a hundred meters away, using pure palm wind infused with willpower and momentum.

Such power is simply terrifying.

"Let's go." Yue Dewen didn't say much more. "Try to find them and weaken them before the border transition. Otherwise..."

He paused.

"Otherwise, we can only prepare on our own, and when the final battle comes, life and death will be uncertain."

Spirit Flight Heaven will not allow the Great Sect Alliance he formed to replace the Spirit Flight Teaching.

This is a transition between the old and the new, and also an internal conflict and dispute between Gods and Buddhas.

The Heavenly Earth Mother united to rebel against the rule of the Spirit Flight Teaching. This step was the final step in his completion of the Great Dao Sect's great cause.

Only by accomplishing this can the Great Sect Alliance of the Great Dao Sect, led by its leaders, be truly stabilized for generations and become a new and stronger Spirit Flight Teaching!

Kexiwo sighed, looking at the broken pieces on the ground, feeling admiration but also a growing sense of peace.

With Yue Dewen in charge, the Great Sect Alliance has nothing to worry about! However, he didn't notice the hint of pain that flashed in Yue Dewen's eyes at that moment.

The entire Great Ling now occupies almost half of the world's landmass.

The boost brought about by such a vast and powerful force poured into one person is naturally terrifying.

However, even with Yue Dewen's Civilian Skill Cultivation at the Return to Emptiness Realm, his literary skills were already showing signs of weakening.

He hadn't slept for a very, very long time.

Every time he falls asleep, he dreams. His dreams are filled with countless wronged souls, countless disasters, and tragic scenes that assault his mind and soul, leaving him no An Ning.

But now, the core of the entire Great Sect Alliance rests on his shoulders, and he must not show the slightest sign of weakness.

Confucian Sect was also a move he deliberately made to cooperate with Emperor Ling Xin's scheme, in order to fundamentally remove the mental shackles that Spirit Flight Heaven placed on the army and the common people.

It also helps him share the pressure of the overall situation.

Even so, the overwhelming force still surged into his mind, attempting to elevate it to an infinitely higher level.

He didn't know how much longer he could hold out, but as long as he could completely eliminate the Spirit Flight Teaching, he might be able to find a chance to rest and guide the tide to disperse the He Country.

Headquarters of the Mo Sang Sect.

On the scorched black earth, Zhang Rongfang, King Mu Li Daoist Hong Xian, General Feng, and General Feng stood together, gazing at the massive, dilapidated headquarters of the Mo Sang Sect ahead.

After Zhang Rongfang's reputation was exposed, all members of the Mo Sang Sect immediately attempted to retreat to their headquarters, but were intercepted and killed by the timely King Mu Li.

After a fierce battle, Spirit General Xing Tong and a few experts escaped back to headquarters, while the rest were either killed or captured alive.

Zhang Rongfang didn't pay any attention to the fleeing Xing Tong Spirit General. Spirit General are like that; no matter how many times you kill them, it's useless if their root cause isn't addressed, they will always revive.

He has tested this many times.

Therefore, the most urgent task is to deal with—no, to determine—what benefits the person in charge can obtain.

"Your Prince, do you know that our abbot is extremely busy with affairs of state? If it weren't for his personal disciple's earnest pleas and prayers, he wouldn't have traveled thousands of miles to come here?"

Zhang Rongfang was dressed in a blood-red robe, with black hair reaching his waist and a pale face, exuding a mysterious and sinister aura.

However, upon closer inspection, one can sense a completely opposite air of otherworldly grace and Daoist Sect Daoist temperament.

One is righteous, the other is evil; the two auras alternate and blend together, making it unforgettable and leaving a deep impression.

That's why King Mu Li was able to recognize Zhang Rongfang at a glance even after so many years.

"What the Ancestor said is absolutely right. This time, I, the young Xiao Wang, was forced to act against the Mo Sang Sect, even with the combined strength of the entire nation. And the Ling Ting Imperial Clan is currently weakened," King Mu Li sighed, understanding Zhang Rongfang's meaning.

This terrifying expert, ranked sixth on the Crimson List, is willing to lend a helping hand and will certainly not leave empty-handed.

Such experts naturally need to prepare sufficient fees for their services.

He pondered for a moment and quickly made up his mind.

"So, has the Ancestor ever heard of Heavenly Metal Bronze?"

"Oh?" Zhang Rongfang's eyes flashed. As a religious person, he might not be very familiar with other rare materials, but he was extremely familiar with this Heavenly Metal Bronze.

Because the Heavenly Metal Bronze was actually a special metal material that he had collected before, specifically used to forge statues of Gods and Buddhas.

Its material is extremely hard and has a copper-colored luster, so it is written as "Heavenly Metal Bronze".

As for extraterrestrial origin, that's because this object was originally discovered from meteorites.

At this moment, King Mu Li also gritted his teeth.

"If the Ancestor can lend a helping hand to my He Country, my entire He Country will honor the Ancestor as the National Preceptor and treat him with the highest honors."

Furthermore, one hundred catties of Heavenly Metal Bronze will be taken from the national treasury and presented to the ancestor!

"Do you know what I need most for the Great Way of Immortals?" Zhang Rongfang looked at King Mu Li, ignoring the fearful gazes directed at him from all around.

"I don't know," Xiao Wang King Mu Li shook his head slightly. Although he had also entered the Blood Immortal Path, he was a second-generation Blood Descendant and actually belonged to Daoist Hong Xian.

At this moment, although he felt great awe towards Zhang Rongfang, the ancestor, he was not as close to him as he was to Hong Xian.

"Back then, you asked me, 'What is the meaning of this cultivation and pursuit of knowledge?'" Zhang Rongfang said.

"Now I answer you. We, the Human Immortal Path of immortality for freedom."

"It is a freedom as equal as that of heaven and earth, mountains and rivers, and all living beings."

King Mu Li shuddered. The slight awe he had felt earlier due to the fearsome reputation of the Crimson List was slowly replaced by other emotions.

"But Gods and Buddhas rule the world." He hesitated, not uttering the rest of his words aloud.

"Take your time, don't be afraid. Don't rush." Zhang Rongfang patted him on the shoulder.

As a member of the Imperial Clan of the Spirit Person, King Mu Li he planted years ago is now slowly growing and flourishing.

Now, all that's needed is to reinforce these points a bit more.

In this way, this He Country might serve as a backing and support for Human Immortal Temple.

Zhang Rongfang's wish has always been simple: to live a peaceful and prosperous life, and to lead an ordinary yet happy life.

But as he gradually improves and becomes stronger, the conflict between him and the Gods and Buddhas grows larger and larger.

Now, things have reached a point where they are irreconcilable.

He knew very well that it was only because Master Yue controlled the Ling Ting and suppressed all opponents that he could be so relaxed at this moment, but even though Master Yue was strong, he could not rely on him for everything.

It still needs to develop rapidly on its own.

At this moment, he turned his gaze to the headquarters of the Mo Sang Sect in the distance.

"Alright, let's not delay. I'll go and test this Mo Sang Sect to see what its composition is."

He hadn't forgotten his purpose in coming here: to see if killing the Gods and Buddhas within the Void could truly and completely resolve the issue.

"This disciple is willing to go along!" Daoist Hong Xian quickly said from the side.

"Xiao Wang is also willing to go."

King Mu Li was also Blood Descendant and possessed extremely strong survival abilities. He was filled with intense curiosity about this ancestor of the Human Immortal Dao.

In that brief exchange, they had utterly defeated the Xing Tong Spirit General, whom they had been struggling against.

Now that we are about to truly venture into enemy territory, we don't know what kind of extraordinary powers we will encounter.

He was also quite looking forward to it.

"Prince Highness is of noble birth and should not venture into dangerous situations lightly. I will accompany you instead!" General Feng, who was standing to the side, already sensed that something was amiss.

Originally, the Earth Mother Goddess Cult had already been suppressed by the Blood Immortal Path in the He Country. Now, with the arrival of the Blood Immortal Old Ancestor, if he doesn't show his abilities, will he still have a place to stand in the entire He Country?

So, thinking of this, he had no choice but to force himself to volunteer.

"It's just a temple fortress. Come along with me."

Zhang Rongfang didn't take it seriously, and with a light tap of his toes, he immediately moved closer to the headquarters of the Mo Sang Sect.

The three gave instructions to the army commanders on the follow-up arrangements and then quickly followed suit.

If this mission fails to completely eradicate this religion, the entire He Country will likely never have peace again.

Soon, the three of them followed Zhang Rongfang and stood together in front of the gate, which had been blasted into ruins by artillery shells.

Through the broken gap, all four could see that inside was a dark, damp, dark green hall.

"Go in." Zhang Rongfang took a step forward and gently pushed the stone door open.

Boom! In an instant, the entire stone door frame broke, and the heavy stone door, weighing more than ten tons, flew in like a toy.

The door panel stirred up a large gust of wind, accompanied by numerous screams, as it slammed heavily against the wall deep inside the hall.

With a deafening crash, the stone gate shattered into several pieces and fell down.

A fierce wind swept through the entire hall, and for a moment the only sounds were the clattering and rolling of stones and the howling of violent air currents.

Zhang Rongfang stepped inside without stopping, heading straight for the very center of the building.

The other three were slightly startled; such terrifying power could be unleashed with just physical strength. They dared not think too much about it and quickly followed behind, step by step.