Bamboo Monk Lan Yun was shocked in his heart that the other party had broken his proud stealth technique in the blink of an eye.
He had cultivated until now, claiming a territory within this demonic cave. The peerless experts who had fought him were not few, and even the Mad Monk's Soul-Shattering Demonic Cave itself was not entirely harmonious. Great rifts existed among them, and conflicts and bloody battles had never ceased.
Among the enemies Bamboo Monk Lan Yun had arrayed against, even those whose strength was somewhat superior to his could do nothing to him after bursting into this place for a fierce battle, and in the end they could only retreat helplessly.
Being broken of this bamboo sea at the very first exchange was a first. Although the enemy was powerful, Bamboo Monk Lan Yun was not about to sit and wait for death. Since his Lan Yun Buddha Bamboo could no longer conceal him, he might as well let go and fight a great battle.
Even the Buddha had a flash of temper, and he wanted to see just how strong the other party's methods could be to act so wildly and tyrannically on his turf.
Swish, swish, swish! Leaves of bamboo flew away and appeared, arranging themselves into the shapes of Sanskrit characters during their rapid transit. Then, these Sanskrit characters surged and formed gigantic swords that slashed down.
More bamboo leaves cut through the air like sharp blades, dense as a swarm.
Thud, thud, thud! Amidst a dense sequence of low-pitched sounds, before these crowded, shattering bamboo leaves could even touch Lu Xiaotian's body, they were shaken to pieces within that expanse of purple-gold radiance.
Only those gigantic swords managed to endure, though the resistance they encountered in cutting into the purple-gold radiance grew