Fighting for the Dao with Killing, Inviting You into the Pot

Chen Ming waved his hand, and poisonous insects flew out of the White Bone Demon Pot, landing on the purple light chains and nibbling lightly.

The purple light chains were completely gnawed away.

Those purple light chains were a manifestation of the Spiritual Power 'Purple Light Spirit Trapping Scroll' cultivated by Fuyunzi.

With his Spiritual Power broken by Chen Ming's poisonous insects, Fuyunzi immediately suffered a backlash. He grunted, blood trickling from the corner of his mouth, and pointed at Chen Ming, stammering, "You, you, you..."

"Your ancestor is in the Origin Return Realm, what are you?" Chen Ming coldly rebuked.

Fuyunzi was momentarily speechless, his chest tight with frustration. He "wah"ed and spat out a mouthful of blood.

"Judging by your methods, you're a demon. No wonder you're trying to save this beast!" Fuyunzi said, clutching his chest.

At this moment, Wuhun, aided by Chen Ming, broke free from the purple light chains, looking quite disheveled.

He cried "wah wah" and spat out streams of soul-hooking winds, blowing them towards Fuyunzi.

"I just want to cultivate in peace, why is it so difficult!

Back in Vast Mountain, I hid in a cave to cultivate, never fighting anyone.

When the Spiritual Energy in Vast Mountain became chaotic, I came here and helped mortals, which is how I gained Incense and Fire!

I was invited into this temple by the people of the city, and I went along with it!

I am a Ghost Cultivator, a Yao, the beast you speak of, but I only wanted to cultivate my heart in peace, never intending to harm anyone!

Why?

Why!

Why do you push me so hard? What did I do wrong!"

"Just because you bear the name of a righteous sect, and your ancestor is in the Origin Return Realm, you have to bully me like this? How can you bully me like this!"

Wuhun's eyes glowed red, and his cries, filled with Magical Power, struck Fuyunzi's ears like thunder!

Wuhun raised his White Bone Staff high and said mournfully:

"Today, I finally understand!"

"All my patience was a joke. There is only... kill, kill, kill!"

Wuhun, disregarding the damage to his own essence, activated his Magical Power and wielded his White Bone Staff, continuously unleashing soul-hooking winds that formed a phantom old crow in the air.

"Caw!"

The phantom old crow let out a cry that shook Fuyunzi's Divine Soul, causing it to twist and fly out of his body as if blown by the wind.

Although Fuyunzi was injured, his Divine Soul leaving his body jolted him awake. His body and soul simultaneously emitted purple light, resonating with each other.

The purple light quickly connected, transforming into a jade scroll radiating purple light. It was the manifestation of the 'Purple Light Spirit Trapping Scroll' Spiritual Power, pulling Fuyunzi's Divine Soul back into his body.

Fuyunzi's Divine Soul returned, and he broke out in a cold sweat. He hurriedly activated his Spiritual Power, his body protected by purple light.

But Wuhun, who had been timid and fearful his entire life, had now forgotten all about death.

He merged with the phantom old crow without regard for his own safety and charged at Fuyunzi.

"Bang!"

The protective purple light around Fuyunzi blocked Wuhun.

But Wuhun did not retreat. He burned his Magical Power and his physical body, and the phantom old crow let out a tragic cry.

A fierce wind raged, and the purple light surged!

When everything subsided, the phantom old crow had vanished.

A large hole had been blasted through Fuyunzi's body.

He reached to cover the hole, but it was too big, and he couldn't stop it.

"Heh heh heh~"

Fuyunzi made a strange sound, trying to say something to the Blue Lotus Monk, but he couldn't.

The Blue Lotus Monk's expression was calm as he said lightly, "Are you asking me to save you?"

"But my ancestor is not in the Origin Return Realm, and my power is shallow. I dare not provoke karma and trouble!"

Hearing this, Fuyunzi gave up hope. His body collapsed to the ground, and his Divine Soul escaped, but it was full of cracks, making a crunching sound as it was about to shatter.

Deep within his Divine Soul, a flicker of purple light suddenly flashed and flew out, landing in the Purple Light Spirit Trapping Scroll in the air.

The Purple Light Spirit Trapping Scroll actually emanated a profound aura, connecting to the void.

"Rumble!"

From the void, a dense stream of purple light descended, falling onto the Purple Light Spirit Trapping Scroll.

"Fuyunzi! How did he die!"

"Who killed Fuyunzi!"

A furious voice boomed, and the Purple Light Spirit Trapping Scroll exploded, dissolving into a mass of dense purple light from which a phantom figure materialized.

The phantom figure gradually solidified, transforming into a Daoist.

That Daoist was none other than the sect leader of the Divine Firmament Sect, True Person Suyuan of the Spirit Condensation Realm!

However, using the Purple Light Spirit Trapping Scroll's Spiritual Power, what descended through the void was merely a clone of True Person Suyuan.

Floating Cloud Son was a descendant of the Divine Firmament Sect's founder, and despite being ninth generation, held a special position within the sect.

To protect Floating Cloud Son, True Person Suyuan had left many measures on him.

He never expected that after activating a secret technique, True Person Suyuan would descend only to find Floating Cloud Son's corpse.

True Person Suyuan's gaze shifted, landing on Chen Ming and the Blue Lotus Monk.

"What a Mo!"

"So it was the Blue Lotus Divine Monk colluding with a Mo to kill my Divine Firmament Sect disciple!"

"He is a descendant of my Divine Firmament Sect's founder!"

True Person Suyuan observed, concluding that only Chen Ming and the Blue Lotus Monk possessed the strength to kill Floating Cloud Son, thus identifying them as the culprits.

Chen Ming chuckled, "Is this how all of the Divine Firmament Sect behaves?"

The Blue Lotus Monk chanted a Buddhist phrase, saying, "I dare not speak carelessly; I am not familiar with them!"

"Wuhun once said something I believe is absolutely correct: patience is a joke; only through killing can one contend!"

Chen Ming's White Bone Demon Pot shot into the sky, unleashing countless insects, and karmic poison smoke billowed out.

True Person Suyuan's clone showed astonishment, "Mo, you dare attack knowing I am from the Divine Firmament Sect? If I weren't just a clone descending now, I would have trapped and refined you to death!"

"Stop boasting. Today, I will kill your clone, and tomorrow I will destroy your Divine Firmament Sect!"

Chen Ming's words truly carried killing intent.

The Divine Firmament Sect's actions had already offended him, and reconciliation was now impossible.

While the Divine Firmament Sect had its foundations, that was in the past.

Now, they only had True Person Suyuan as a Spirit Condensation Realm cultivator. Others might show deference to the Divine Firmament Sect's reputation and their past friendships, but Chen Ming cared not for such things. In an instant, the karmic poison smoke and insects engulfed True Person Suyuan's clone.

True Person Suyuan's clone formed hand seals, unleashing bolts of purple light. While it possessed the power of the Spirit Condensation Realm, it was, after all, just a clone and could not withstand Chen Ming's Spiritual Power.

"I have remembered your aura, and yours too, Blue Lotus Monk. You deserve to die! Does the Lotus Temple intend to go to war with my Divine Firmament Sect?"

True Person Suyuan's clone was gradually being annihilated, yet it continued to spew threats.

"To prevent True Person Suyuan from misunderstanding my collusion with the Mo, and for the sake of the friendship between the Lotus Temple and the Divine Firmament Sect, I ask that this clone of yours remain here!"

Upon hearing this, the Blue Lotus Monk's brow twitched. He clasped his hands together and silently recited scriptures.

A blue lotus materialized beneath his feet, swaying gently and emitting the scent of sandalwood, sealing off the surroundings.

It was unclear what technique the Blue Lotus Monk employed, but True Person Suyuan's body stiffened, his movements becoming sluggish.

Chen Ming seized the opportunity, the karmic poison smoke encroaching. With a sudden sweep, he pulled True Person Suyuan's clone into the White Bone Demon Pot.