"You're courting death! You dared lay hands on people from our Bu Yu Sect—you're walking straight into a dead end..."
The middle-aged man had not expected this youth to possess such strength. Relieved, he tried to get to his feet...
"You should die first!"
Nie Yun could not be bothered with nonsense. He stepped forward and kicked him in the head.
Bang!
His head exploded into powder, blood splattering everywhere.
"This kind of trash thinks he can stop me? What a joke!"
After killing the middle-aged Golden Immortal Realm cultivator, Nie Yun sped forward, charging straight toward where the voice had come from.
With so many debts already hanging over him, one more made no difference. Bu Yu Sect or whatever—they could be whoever they pleased. Anyone who dared block his path would be killed.
Before long, a massive hall appeared before him.
The hall was filled with golden light, making it resemble a golden sea. Buddhist chants rang out loud and clear; hearing them soothed one's heart and washed away all worries.
It had to be said that the Buddhist Sect's techniques truly had their remarkable qualities. Even someone with Nie Yun's state of mind would, after listening for too long, develop the illusion of having no desires and wishing to withdraw from the world.
In the depths of that golden sea sat an enormous Buddha Bone, cross-legged at the center. A tall monk's staff in its palm continuously emitted a gentle glow.
Before the monk's staff, a young man formed hand seals with both hands, continuously pouring power into it. Beside him stood an old man holding a Ghost Head Staff overflowing with demonic energy, constantly erasing the staff's Buddha nature.
Buddhas and demons generated and countered one another. To destroy the Buddha nature within a Buddhist treasure,