Swallowed in One Go

The Great Asura Lord!

A murderous devil, its aura reaching the heavens.

Vast evil qi, at this moment, enveloped the skies above the entire Dragon-Raising Temple, forming a cloud of what seemed like solid darkness, even obscuring the rain that was falling.

The powerful devilish qi caused the surrounding vegetation to wither rapidly.

All the monks in the Dragon-Raising Temple were alarmed.

Yuanming: "Amitabha... How could this lunatic appear at the Dragon-Raising Temple? Has the Imperial Court gone mad, allowing such a demon to enter Zhaoyang Country?"

"No, I have to get out of here and hide!"

Lingfa: "The Dragon-Raising Temple is something the Devil Master has his eyes on... How dare this demon cross the border! No, I have to keep an eye on Yuanming!"

"Master, wait for me, where are you going?"

Yuanming: "..."

Damn it, please spare me!

Muna, who was guarding the Snake Abyss, looked at the devil's face in the void and sighed faintly. In the end, he still slumped to the ground, not moving.

This Demon Lord, nearly equivalent to a high-ranking official, was terrifying, but it wasn't his place to act.

The rule, established three hundred years ago, to guard the Snake Abyss at all times, could not be broken!

Even at the moment of life and death for the Dragon-Raising Temple, it remained so. A cursed fate, forever entwined with the Dragon-Raising Temple, inescapable.

Besides this, brilliant Buddha light also rose from within the Dragon-Raising Temple.

An old monk stepped into the air, each step a blooming lotus, his entire body radiating a dazzling Buddha light, directly facing the sky-obscuring devil's face.

"Amitabha, Great Asura Lord, what brings you to my Dragon-Raising Temple today?"

"This humble monk..."

Bang!

From within the devil's face, a devil's claw suddenly emerged, directly swatting away the old monk. Then, a chilling voice echoed, "What kind of mongrel are you? Get your abbot out here, and hand over the Dragon Bone dragon blood, or I will slaughter your Dragon-Raising Temple today!"

"Cough cough..." The old monk struggled to stabilize himself, large mouthfuls of blood continuously overflowing. The Buddha light protecting him flickered unstably.

Like a candle flame in a gale.

One could see the dense evil qi already beginning to corrode his flesh and blood. On his exposed skin, dense black threads, moving like worms, appeared.

Demonization!

A terrifying phenomenon of erosion.

"Amitabha, my Dragon-Raising Temple has never possessed any so-called dragon blood or Dragon Bone. If the Great Asura Lord is so unreasonable and wishes to destroy my Dragon-Raising Temple with this, then step over us first."

"However, after this incident, the wandering Buddhas of the Dragon-Raising Temple will surely seek retribution from the Great Asura Lord for today's actions!"

"Form the formation, draw the Buddha light!"

The old monk instantly sat in meditation, assuming a Buddha-like posture. Simultaneously, countless monks in the temple began chanting the Devil-Expelling Buddha Sutra. Magical power surged, and countless rays of Buddha light appeared, actually pushing back the Great Asura Lord's devilish qi by a third.

"Buddhas?"

On the colossal devil's face, its devil eyes seemed to flash with a hint of apprehension.

The next moment...

Rumble!

The vast devilish qi pressed down another inch. The Buddha light protection that the Dragon-Raising Temple had painstakingly gathered through the formation instantly shattered.

"If it were the Dragon-Raising Temple of three hundred years ago, I would have been more cautious. But now..."

The Great Asura Lord's devil claw reached down, grabbed the old monk, and brought him before the devil face's enormous mouth. Its sinister voice continued, "But now, you have no damned Buddhas in your Dragon-Raising Temple. The previous generation of the 'Mu' character generation is dwindling. Tell me, what do you have that I should fear?"

"Forget it, if you resist stubbornly, then I'll annihilate you all. Afterwards, I will personally verify the authenticity of the Dragon Bone and dragon blood!"

What does it matter to you if I destroy you?

As the Lord of Demons, he was this domineering. The enormous devil face instantly pressed down, hurtling towards the entire Dragon-Raising Temple.

All beings still within the temple froze, then their souls scattered in terror as they fled in all directions.

Xuan Ye: "..."

"This damned lunatic! As expected, demons cannot be trusted. Master Yuanhui, quickly, let's go together! The Great Asura Lord is determined to destroy this place, and it's impossible to stop him!"

However, Yuanhui shook her head, her expression neither happy nor sad: "Amitabha, life and death are irrelevant to me. Today, as long as the Dragon-Raising Temple exists, I am at peace. If the Dragon-Raising Temple is destroyed, I will simply follow it."

"However... the Prince underestimates our Dragon-Raising Temple too much. As a Buddha temple with a thousand years of inheritance, how can it be destroyed by a mere Demon Lord close to the third rank?"

Xuan Ye: "???"

He looked at the chaotic temple grounds and then at the devil's face that was just within reach. He truly couldn't understand what Yuanhui was relying on.

That so-called True Dragon?

After investigating for so many days, he had basically confirmed that the Dragon-Raising Temple also didn't know if that True Dragon existed.

It was likely that something else, perhaps some kind of magical treasure, was the cause of all this anomaly.

Even if there was a True Dragon, it's highly probable that the True Dragon did not belong to the Dragon-Raising Temple, nor was it related to it.

If it weren't for the desire to recruit these reclusive individuals from the Dragon-Raising Temple and use them as an aid in his bid for imperial power, he wouldn't have entered the Dragon-Raising Temple multiple times to investigate.

Gritting his teeth, Xuan Ye cast a deep glance at Yuanhui, then at the rapidly approaching Devil's face. With a grim expression, he cursed inwardly, "All lunatics. Let's go!"

The next second...

Xuan Ye transformed into a gust of wind and vanished from his spot.

Yuanhui's eyes flickered. He thought to himself that Xuan Ye must indeed have a powerful Cultivator following him. Otherwise, with Xuan Ye's cultivation at the sixth rank, she wouldn't have even noticed how he left.

So, everything was a setup for the Dragon-Raising Temple, including this final scene. If Yuanhui couldn't hold back, fearing death, and fled with Xuan Ye, then he would only be usable by Xuan Ye in the future.

Unfortunately, Xuan Ye had meticulously planned everything, but he didn't anticipate that Great Asura Lord would suddenly want to destroy the entire Dragon-Raising Temple, nor did he expect Yuanhui to prefer perishing with the Dragon-Raising Temple rather than leaving with him.

But what Xuan Ye didn't expect even more was that just as he left the Dragon-Raising Temple and moved to a safe vantage point, quietly waiting for the Dragon-Raising Temple to be destroyed.

In just these three to five seconds.

"What a shame..."

Xuan Ye sighed.

The next moment...

A fierce wind howled, and a torrential rain descended.

An incomparably violent will condensed above the Dragon-Raising Temple, and then the sky split open at that moment.

Crimson Spiritual Light rained down from the heavens. Countless flames from the world surged over, instantly transforming into a ridiculously thick... Python?

No, it was a Fire Dragon!

The crimson dragon descended from the sky and bit down directly onto the Devil's massive face. The blazing flames illuminated the land and the sky.

It was like a small sun.

Great Asura Lord felt as if the world before its eyes was completely covered by this red light.

The Devil's soul trembled, and a sense of extreme danger arose!

Danger! Danger! Danger!

Screech!!!

A Devil's roar, the Devil's face contorted, unleashing eight tentacles, all condensed from souls of the dead.

The Eight-Armed Asura form!

However, it was futile. Great Asura Lord's resistance was completely ineffective. Evil Qi and Demon spells, when striking the Fire Dragon, were all annihilated.

The incomparably vast Spiritual Essence was almost enough to suppress all other energies.

Riiip~

The Fire Dragon bit down, severing an arm cleanly from its root.

"Damn it!"

Great Asura Lord was enraged. Its Devil face rapidly swelled into a fully formed Eight-Armed Asura, hundreds of feet tall, with a ferocious appearance, three heads, and seven arms!

"Quite a tasty morsel!"

The enormous Fire Dragon actually praised softly, its eyes revealing a fervent desire. At the same time, its body expanded dozens of times, like a giant Python, encircling Great Asura Lord.

Spiritual Essence to suppress, Fire Dragon to crush!

The donut couldn't be allowed to escape.

Despite Great Asura Lord's immense power, at this moment, it could only watch as it was swallowed whole by the giant Fire Dragon.

"Devil Master save me!"

Great Asura Lord let out its final stubborn cry.

It was calling for backup!