Great Asura Lord!
The demon of slaughter, its flames soaring to the heavens.
Vast Evil Qi blanketed the skies above the entire Dragon-Raising Temple, forming a tangible dark cloud. Even the rain that had been falling was blocked out.
The powerful demonic energy caused the plants all around to wither rapidly.
Every monk in the Dragon-Raising Temple was alarmed.
Yuanming: "Amitabha... How did that lunatic end up here at the Dragon-Raising Temple? Have the people of the Imperial Court gone mad? How could they let such an evil demon into Zhaoyang Country?"
"No, I'd better get out of here and hide!"
Lingfa: "The Dragon-Raising Temple is something the Devil Lord has set his sights on... How dare this evil demon cross the border! No, I'd better keep an eye on Yuanming!"
"Master, wait for me! Where are you going?"
Yuanming: "..."
Damn it, please leave me alone!
Muna, who guarded the Snake Abyss, gazed at the demonic face in the sky and sighed softly. In the end, he still sat down on the ground, motionless.
Though an evil demon lord nearly equal to the Upper Third Grade was terrifying, it still wasn't his place to intervene.
He had to guard the Snake Abyss at all times. That rule, established three hundred years ago, could not be broken!
Even at a moment when the Dragon-Raising Temple faced life or death, it remained unchanged. Like a cursed fate, it clung to the Dragon-Raising Temple like a shadow, never to be escaped.
Besides, beams of Buddhist light rose up from within the Dragon-Raising Temple.
An old monk stepped into the air, each step bringing forth a lotus. His entire body radiated brilliant Buddhist light as he faced the demonic visage blotting out the sky.
"Amitabha. Great Asura Lord, may I ask what brings you to our Dragon-Raising Temple today?"
"This humble monk..."
Bang!
A demonic claw suddenly shot out from the demonic face and sent the old monk flying. Then a chilling voice rang out: "What sort of nobody are you? Bring out your abbot, then hand over the Dragon Bone and Dragon Blood. Otherwise, I'll slaughter your Dragon-Raising Temple today!"
"Cough, cough..." The old monk struggled to steady himself as mouthfuls of blood spilled from his lips. The Buddhist light protecting him flickered unsteadily.
Like a candle in a raging gale.
The dense Evil Qi had already begun to eat away at his flesh. On the exposed skin, countless black threads writhed like worms.
Demonization!
A terrifying corruption.
"Amitabha. Our Dragon-Raising Temple has never had any so-called Dragon Blood or Dragon Bone. If the Great Asura Lord insists on acting so unreasonably and intends to destroy our temple on this pretext, then you'll have to trample over our bodies first."
"After this is over, however, the Buddhas of the Dragon-Raising Temple who are traveling abroad will surely make the Great Asura Lord answer for what happened today!"
"Form the array! Call forth the Buddhist light!"
The old monk immediately sat cross-legged in meditation, assuming the posture of a Buddha. At the same time, countless monks throughout the temple began chanting scriptures to exorcise demons. Their mana surged, and countless rays of Buddhist light appeared, pushing the Great Asura Lord's demonic energy back by a third.
"Buddhas?"
A trace of wariness seemed to flash through the demonic eyes on the enormous face.
The next moment—
Rumble!
The vast demonic energy pressed down another foot. The Buddhist light the Dragon-Raising Temple had struggled to summon with its array shattered in an instant.
"If this were the Dragon-Raising Temple of three hundred years ago, I might have been wary. But now..."
The Great Asura Lord's demonic claw reached down and seized the old monk, raising him before the enormous mouth on the demonic face. Its sinister voice continued, "But now there's not a single damn Buddha in your Dragon-Raising Temple. There are barely any left from the previous Mu Generation. Tell me, what do you have that should make me wary?"
"Forget it. If you insist on resisting, I'll wipe you all out. I can verify the Dragon Bone and flesh afterward!"
What did your destruction have to do with you?
That was just how domineering an evil demon lord was. The enormous demonic face plunged down, hurtling toward the entire Dragon-Raising Temple.
Everyone still inside the temple froze, then fled in terror in every direction.
Xuan Ye: "..."
"That damned lunatic! As expected, evil demons can't be trusted. Master Yuanhui, hurry and come with me! The Great Asura Lord is determined to destroy this place. There's no way we can stop him!"
Yuanhui merely shook her head, her expression neither sad nor joyful. "Amitabha. Life and death no longer concern me. As long as the Dragon-Raising Temple stands, I am at peace. If it falls, I will fall with it."
"Still... Your Highness underestimates our Dragon-Raising Temple. As a Buddhist temple with a thousand years of tradition, how could it be destroyed by an evil demon lord who is merely near the Upper Third Grade?"
Xuan Ye: "???"
He looked at the temple in chaos, then at the demonic face drawing near. He genuinely couldn't understand what Yuanhui was relying on.
That so-called True Dragon?
After investigating for so many days, he was more or less certain that the Dragon-Raising Temple didn't know whether that True Dragon even existed.
The anomaly behind all of this might have been caused by some miraculous treasure, for all he knew.
Even if there was a True Dragon, it most likely had nothing to do with the Dragon-Raising Temple and did not belong to it.
If he hadn't wanted to recruit these reclusive monks from the Dragon-Raising Temple as allies in his bid to seize the throne, he wouldn't have come back to investigate the temple again and again.
Xuan Ye gritted his teeth and took a long look at Yuanhui, then at the ever-nearer demonic face. His expression darkened as he cursed under his breath: "You're all mad. We're leaving!"
The next second—
Xuan Ye turned into a gust of wind and vanished from the spot.
A flicker passed through Yuanhui's eyes. As expected, a powerful cultivator was accompanying Xuan Ye. Otherwise, with Xuan Ye's Sixth Grade cultivation, she would have noticed how he left.
So it had all been a trap laid for the Dragon-Raising Temple, including this final scene. If Yuanhui had lost her nerve, feared death, and escaped with Xuan Ye, then she could only have been used by him from then on.
Unfortunately, Xuan Ye had planned for everything, yet hadn't expected the Great Asura Lord to suddenly try to destroy the entire Dragon-Raising Temple. Nor had he expected Yuanhui to choose to perish alongside the temple rather than leave with him.
But what Xuan Ye expected even less was that, just after leaving the Dragon-Raising Temple and shifting to a safe high ground to wait quietly for the temple's destruction—
In the span of just three to five seconds—
"What a pity..."
Xuan Ye sighed.
The next moment—
A gale howled, and torrential rain swept in.
An incomparably violent will gathered above the Dragon-Raising Temple. Then the sky split open.
A blazing red Spiritual Light descended from the heavens. Countless flames surged toward it from every direction, instantly transforming into an absurdly thick... boa?
No, a fire dragon!
The scarlet fire dragon plunged from the sky and sank its teeth into the enormous demonic face. Its searing flames lit up the earth and sky.
Like a tiny sun.
The Great Asura Lord felt the world before him vanish beneath that red light.
Its demonic soul trembled, and alarm bells rang!
Danger! Danger! Danger!
Screee!!!
With a demonic shriek, the face contorted and burst into eight tentacles, all of them formed from departed souls.
Eight-Armed Asura form!
But it was useless. The Great Asura Lord's resistance had no effect. Its Evil Qi and demonic spells struck the fire dragon, only to be snuffed out one after another.
The incomparably vast spiritual essence had nearly reached the point where it could suppress all foreign energies.
Rip—
The fire dragon clamped down, tearing one arm off cleanly at the root.
"Damn it!"
The Great Asura Lord was furious. Its demonic face rapidly swelled into a full-fledged Eight-Armed Asura, hundreds of feet tall, with a hideous form and three heads and seven arms!
"Not bad, that taste!"
The enormous fire dragon actually murmured in praise, its eyes alight with blazing desire. At the same time, its body swelled dozens of times larger, coiling around the Great Asura Lord like a giant boa.
Spiritual essence suppression, fire dragon strangulation!
The donut wasn't getting away.
No matter how overwhelming the Great Asura Lord's power, all it could do now was watch helplessly as the enormous fire dragon swallowed it whole.
"Devil Lord, save me!"
The Great Asura Lord's final defiant cry rang out.
It was calling for backup!
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