Chapter 247: Black Tortoise True Skill
The moon hung high overhead, and the night remained unchanged.
A great fire had erupted at Shaolin Temple at the hour of the Pig, sending thick smoke billowing into the sky. Only at a quarter to four in the morning did the smoke gradually begin to clear.
At the same time, the earthshaking battle cries, screams, and tremors from the fierce fighting within Shaolin Temple slowly began to subside.
Now, the entire temple reeked of pungent blood.
At a glance, corpses lay strewn throughout Shaolin Temple, severed limbs scattered everywhere. Blood gurgled through the crisscrossing furrows in the ground.
The once serene and magnificent Buddhist sanctuary had been reduced to a hell on earth.
Before the Great Hero Hall.
Holding the Heavenly Fury Sword, Yu Huatian stood quietly on the steps.
Not far ahead, Monk Wuxiang, Master Tianhong, Chan Master Tianjing, Master Tianfeng, and several other old monks who formed Shaolin's hidden reserves lay motionless, drenched in blood, their lives long extinguished.
The battle had ended just as Tie Zhongtang had predicted.
Though Monk Wuxiang possessed extraordinary strength, with Master Tianhong and the other top Great Grandmasters supporting him through the Vajra Demon-Subduing Formation, they were ultimately no match for Yu Huatian.
Once Yu Huatian seized an opening and broke the Vajra Demon-Subduing Formation, the outcome had been decided.
Few below the level of a Heavenly Being could withstand a single Heaven-Slaying Sword strike with eight layers of sword qi, Master Tianhong and the others included.
In the end, Master Tianhong and the others fell beneath Yu Huatian's sword, one after another.
Left alone, Monk Wuxiang saw that all was lost and tried to flee through the air, intending to seek aid from Shaolin branches in other dynasties. But Yu Huatian caught up with