Hongsha Temple Main Temple.
Hall of Upright Radiance.
Abbot Juehui looked helplessly at the two blond, blue-eyed men and women who rushed in.
The two men were dressed in moon-white suits with silver patterns, looking as if they had just come from a ball. Their clothes were spotless, and each of them held a gold pocket watch.
The two men stood solemnly, silently awaiting Hongsha Temple's response.
Just now, the first thing they did upon entering was to convey the orders of the Holy Spirit Warlock Association: the Hongsha Temple was to immediately find the perpetrators who dared to kidnap members of the Esai Kingdom corps.
"Respected Mr. Felix, my Hongsha Temple is not a subordinate force of the Sorcerer's Guild. Is it too much to ask us to find the person within a day?" Juehui Master Juehui said with a sorrowful expression.
"That's your business. We're only responsible for conveying the Warlocks' Council's resolutions," the man Felix, said calmly.
"This matter is indeed a grave mistake made by some ignorant people in our country. Please grant us a few more days," Juehui pleaded, bowing his head. "Abbot! They were the ones who shot those two children first! Although they stole things, their crime doesn't warrant death!" Juexin, the head monk of the Discipline Hall, couldn't help but raise his eyebrows in anger among the monks behind him.
"Shut up! The envoy is right in front of you. Mind your own business and stop spouting nonsense!" Juehui quickly interrupted his junior brother, his expression stern.
"But!!" Juexin wanted to speak, but was pulled back by her two fellow disciples.
Advice also came to my ears in time.
"Given the current situation, if the abbot hadn't been so accommodating and submissive, how could our Hongsha Temple have stood firmly in the surrounding area for so many years? Or does the head monk think that the safety of those two thieves is more important than the safety of all our fellow disciples in Hongsha Temple?"
Upon hearing this, Juexin's still-struggling spirit sank instantly.
"That's just how the world is. Everyone looks out for themselves. What's wrong with us trying to protect ourselves?"
"Anyway, thieves don't live more than a few years on average. They die and that's it. Every year, a large number of these little creatures appear, appear for a few months, and then quickly disappear. If the head monk really pities them, then close your eyes, go back to the main hall, chant some scriptures, and perform a ritual for their souls. That would be more than enough." "You...!" Juexin heart grow colder and colder. He wanted to retort, but for a moment, he couldn't come up with a worthy counter-argument. He could only fall into a deathly silence.
"That's the situation. Well then, we'll grant you a maximum extension of one day; that's the most we can do."
At this moment, outside the main hall, the envoy Felix glanced at Juexin and a smile appeared on his face.
"Yes, yes, I understand," Juehui quickly replied.
"Let's go, Charlotte." Felix turned and left towards the temple gate.
The two left the temple one after the other, leaving only hundreds of monks around, who looked at the abbot and breathed a sigh of relief.
They had long witnessed how domineering the Holy Spirit Warlock Association: the previous abbot was killed on the spot, three chief disciples died, and most of the Vajra-level experts perished.
In the end, it was only through the current abbot Juehui, kneeling and submitting that the temple's flame was preserved.
"Disperse, everyone disperse..." Juehui sighed.
Most of the disciples were dismissed, leaving only the five chief disciples. The six of them entered the main hall together, closed the door, and sat down cross-legged.
" Juexin, why were you so reckless today? Do you know that if I had reacted any slower, you might have been killed on the spot by those two?" Juehui sighed wearily.
Juexin lowered his head and remained silent.
"Alright, alright. As punishment, Juexin, you will handle this matter personally. Make sure to eliminate everyone involved. Don't leave any clues," Juehui continued.
"I don't want to do this anymore," Juexin blurted out suddenly, looking down.
"You can't get away..." another person Jueshan Youyou. "You'd better not say such things. You've had your way with those golden boys and jade girls in the temple before, so why are you pretending to be a saint now?"
"I said, I don't want to do this anymore." Juexin raised her head. "Either you kill me now, or..."
" Juexin! Get your head straight!" Jueshan suddenly raised his voice.
"My mind is perfectly clear! My heart feels empty right now, really empty!!" Juexin shouted.
"You simply don't understand that feeling of Void Hole in your heart, as if something is constantly flowing out of that Void Hole... This kind of life is meaningless!!"
"Then what do you think is meaningful!? Think about your elderly mother, think about your younger brother and sister, they will all be punished because of your selfishness! Are you crazy!?" Juehui also sternly dissuaded him.
"Was I... wrong?" Juexin closed her eyes in anguish.
No, you're not wrong.
Suddenly a voice came from behind them.
The group of people felt a chill and quickly turned their heads to look in the direction of the sound.
But atop the golden Buddha's head stood a burly man with long hair.
The man was surrounded by distorted air currents and wore a black mask, making his exact features indistinct.
"How dare you trespass on my Hongsha Temple! Get down here!!"
One of the chief disciples leaped into the air, his palm creating a burst of red energy, and struck the person with a thunderous roar.
This is a unique technique of Hongsha Temple, combining magic and martial arts to form the Red Sand Clarifying Palm.
It is a truly top-tier martial art capable of harming even immortals.
boom!
The next moment, while the head of the group was still in mid-air, he suddenly felt an immense pressure rushing towards him.
Centered on that mysterious figure, the entire space of the hall was completely immersed in a terrifying, invisible pressure at this moment.
The mental pressure rippled outwards in concentric circles, like tangible waves.
"Didn't you kill my men and deliberately lure me here?" Lin Hui's hand gently rested on the hilt of the sword at his waist.
"Your Excellency...!!" Juehui, whose cultivation was the highest, struggled to speak, "Perhaps everything is... a misunderstanding!"
"It really is a misunderstanding," Lin Hui smiled. "After all, I was initially worried that you could still communicate with the upper realms, but who would have thought you couldn't do it anymore?"
"That puts my mind at ease..."
Since these mortal forces cannot communicate with and summon the celestial realm and the underworld, his safety is greatly improved with his strength.
"Those previous trash were too weak... Now, these few of you are barely usable..."
As Lin Hui raised his hand, a sliver of white light shone from his fingertips once more.
"Go!" Suddenly Juehui sprang up from the ground, flying backward toward the doors and windows, trying to break through and escape.
Just as the person was about to crash into the window, Lin Hui reached out again and pointed in that direction.
Why must you press this so hard, benefactor?
In that instant, a withered old monk with white eyebrows suddenly appeared in front of Lin Hui and caught the finger.
boom!!
In an instant, the ground of the entire Hongsha Temple trembled violently, as if an earthquake had struck.
" Faming!!" The chief monks stared wide-eyed at the abbot from the previous generation who should have died many years ago. Now, he had suddenly appeared right under their noses and blocked the mysterious man's terrifying finger strike.
"As expected, you Buddhists always like to hide a few old fellows within the sect." Lin Hui's face showed no change. "This old monk only feigned death to seek a moment of peace. Now that I have finally attained the Arhat Golden Body, I thought I could steal some leisure time, but unfortunately, you are too aggressive." The old Faming said calmly.
Golden statue of an Arhat?!
Now that Lin Hui had some understanding of the cultivation world, he immediately compared it with his previous knowledge of cultivation realms.
The term "human immortal" corresponds to the Buddhist concept of Amitabha.
Earth Immortals, on the other hand, correspond to the second stage of the Arhat Golden Body.
This is a true master who surpasses even the Human Immortal realm!
Lin Hui felt a surge of excitement.
No wonder he could withstand his casual finger strike head-on. You see, even though he wasn't using his physical strength, just this body, combined with various passive effects and his understanding of different sword techniques, could unleash terrifying power.
If a real fight broke out, the entire Hongsha Temple would probably be destroyed in just a few moves.
But just now, the other party actually blocked it.
"This is finally getting interesting." Although this was what Lin Hui had been worried about, he still felt a surge of competitive spirit when he actually met someone he could fight.
"You are attached to appearances, benefactor. You are pursuing desires too much, and in the end, you will only gain more emptiness," the old monk Faming said calmly.
"Old monk, if you defeat me, your entire Hongsha Temple will live. If you lose, today will be the day all two hundred of you in the temple are buried."
Lin Hui laughed and his hand was already gripping the Ruyi Sword.
Swish!!
In the next instant, a massive silver sword light cleaved the entire hall in two, pressing down on the old monk Faming.
The sword was thin and straight, not wide at all, yet it gave people the eerie feeling that there was no way to dodge it.
" Red Sand Resonance." Faming silently chanted in his heart, his right palm rapidly turning red and coated with a layer of golden light.
In an instant, he raised his hand to meet the sword head-on.
Although his hand did not move up or down, it intercepted and caught the blade of the incoming longsword with perfect precision.
clang!!
The entire Hongsha Temple shook violently again, and the ground cracked and collapsed.
"Useless." Faming slapped away the Ruyi Sword. "This old monk has achieved the Arhat Golden Body and is now integrated with this temple. In Daoist terms, this is the Earth Immortal realm, far beyond what a Human Immortal can achieve."
"How will you know if you don't try?" Lin Hui sheathed his sword and thrust again.
This time, he no longer swung his sword casually, but truly used swordsmanship, albeit only the simplest Nine Section Fast Sword.
But at this level of power, the sword light, like lightning and a dragon, struck the old monk instantly, freezing him in mid-air.
A dense barrage of clanging and clashing sounds exploded together.
Along with the explosion, a large shower of golden sparks followed.
"Useless..." Faming said calmly, closing his eyes and casually brushing away the surrounding sword blades. "Every attack you unleash will be borne by the earth we stand on. No matter how strong you are, you cannot destroy the earth in an instant. To recklessly swing your sword at an Arhat will not yield any results, even if you exhaust your strength."
When Earth Immortals and Arhats reach this level, the competition is no longer simply about strength, speed, and destructive power, but rather about their magical artifacts, Bao He, and understanding of spells.
In the battle of magic, the contest is about who can sever the opponent's connection with the earth first and who can seize a larger share of the earth's power, rather than destroying the opponent's body.
Because at this stage, the body has become one with the feet.
so
"Funny, so very fun!"
Swish!
The next moment, Lin Hui gripped his sword with both hands.
"Then let's give it a try."
Sizzle
His robes suddenly ripped open.
Its body began to expand wildly, growing larger and taller.
With his body twisting rapidly, his size was already approaching four meters.
The enormous and eerily powerful body, at this moment, cast a terrifying shadow like a demon against the walls of the hall.