The sword shattered the lotus dais, startling the Buddhist disciples; the blood banner rose high, ghostly pupils fixed

Within the stone formation, a blue light shimmered like woven silk.

Moreover, the longer the cultivators waited, the faster the azure light swirled and twisted, and its power continued to rise.

Zhao Buyan stared intently at the overly arrogant Far-Reaching Luminous Sword Immortal before him, and chuckled softly.

" True Person Xuhong, my martial uncle died at your hands?"

Chen Shuangbai eyes shifted, her gaze landing on the man. Looking at the two characters "[Separation and Hatred]" on the blood-red soul banner standing tall beside him, she smiled and said, "Yes, is there a problem?"

Zhao Buyan shook his head slightly, a smile appearing on his pale, handsome face.

"There's no problem. Or rather, it's better to die at your hands, so you won't bother me every day and hinder my ascension to the position of sect leader."

After saying that, Zhao Buyan continued.

"I am Zhao Buyan, the young master of the Parting Hate Gate. It is a joyous occasion to meet the Sword Immortal today."

Chen Shuangbai paid no heed to the offensiveness in the man's words, merely smiled, and then turned to look at Jingxu and the other Buddhist monks who were about to flee, saying, "Why are you in such a hurry to leave?"

"It seems you haven't yet given Xuhong a satisfactory answer to the question I just asked?"

The Great Yin Illusory Radiance in all directions, and the world suddenly darkened for a moment.

Jingxu looked up and saw streams of jade light, like tassels, falling from the Great Yin Precious Mirror hanging above everyone's heads, layering together to briefly seal off the surroundings.

He chanted a Buddhist mantra, his six pupils darting around, and said in a detached tone, "The sword immortal is far too domineering!"

The sword immortal he spoke of had slowly drawn his gleaming, new-looking sword, shimmering with numerous Grand Yin runes. The faces of the cultivators were reflected on the blade. He softly said:

"That's being domineering, what are you going to do about it?"

"You scoundrel!"

Behind Jingxu, a Buddhist monk, who was spinning a prayer wheel, showed anger on his face. He angrily cursed and shouted, "Why are you wasting so much time talking to this scoundrel, senior brother? Just kill him and the Vajra of Buddhist Conversion will do the trick!"

"Junior brothers, let's join forces and kill this fiend, then Buddhist Conversion to Buddhism!"

Behind Jingxu, the four Buddhist cultivators, already harboring resentment, were now humiliated in this way, revealing their angry expressions, somewhat like the Wrathful Vajra Gaze. In an instant, the Glazed Glass light flashed, and pieces of gold dust fell. Streams of Glazed Glass light crisscrossed, and in the blink of an eye, they seemed to connect into an array, about to envelop Chen Shuangbai Buddhist Conversion her.

"Return to my Buddhist path, and I will transmit to you the Great Way of Ultimate Bliss!"

Amidst this Glazed Glass, shimmering light, the sword immortal remained silent. With a thought, the Vast Cold Slaughtering Mystic Light burst forth, simultaneously penetrating the group and instantly repelling them. Even their physical bodies were covered in frost, and a chilling aura, like a bone-deep infection, relentlessly burrowed into their souls.

Upon seeing this, the high-robed monk shouted, "Recite the scriptures!"

The chanting of Buddhist hymns filled the air, Glazed Glass shimmering light danced in the air. Golden Buddhist words manifested, intertwining to form a golden lotus platform. As it slowly rotated, it seemed to be able to Buddhist Conversion everything into a part of it.

Chen Shuangbai was somewhat surprised to see the Divine Ability light emanating from his body, which seemed to be faintly about to be " Buddhist Conversion " into something else.

I had long heard of the Buddhist monk's Spirit Transformation salvation, and now that I have witnessed it, it truly is so profound.

The next moment.

Clang!

With a crisp sound, a golden-white slash cleaved the lotus platform in two, and the lotus platform formation formed by the four Buddhist cultivators instantly collapsed. The Glazed Glass shattered, the brilliance faded, and their faces were filled with astonishment.

Clang!

A golden-white radiance flashed before the eyes of the cultivators, but the familiar slash never sounded; instead, everything was submerged in that magnificent kasaya.

With a tearing sound.

Jingxu looked down at the tear in his robe, from which wisps of Great Yin Illusory Radiance, carrying a chilling and penetrating quality, escaped. He also changed color slightly.

His kasaya was an extremely powerful protective Law Treasure in Lotus Temple. It was made from the silk spun by a specially cultivated Golden Silkworm and had been blessed by ninety-nine Qi Refining at the mid-to-late stage of Qi Refining for seventy-nine days with Buddhist mantras.

Even a cultivator in the Late Golden Core Stage would find it extremely difficult to make a cut, yet this was merely a single sword strike from the Far-Reaching Luminous Sword Immortal?!

Jingxu finally gave up the idea of fleeing.

He understood.

The Far-Reaching Luminous Sword Immortal was determined to find out their purpose in being there.

Jingxu clasped his hands together, chanted a Buddhist mantra, and emitted a dazzling Glazed Glass light far stronger than that of the four Buddhist monks behind him. This caused the shattered lotus platform to instantly mend itself, becoming even more radiant and dazzling.

At the same time, the six-eyed Buddhist monk opened his mouth and shouted towards Zhao Buyan's side, " Fellow Daoist Zhao, now that things have come to this, please take action and leave this place immediately."

Zhao Buyan, but watched with a half-smile as Chen Shuangbai raised his sword and once again cleaved the lotus platform formation in two.

Clang--!

A clear, melodious sword cry rang out, and the lotus platform formation collapsed once more. But in the next instant, the iridescent light of Glazed Glass shone brightly again, attempting to mend it.

Chen Shuangbai stood amidst the colorful lights, her jade-like eyes shining brightly as she observed the tricks of these Buddhist monks.

All things considered, he had indeed sparred with Shi Xiu very few times.

The only time we fought was a few years ago, when I fought against Mingguang, the direct disciple of Great Buddha Temple... But now Great Buddha Temple has disappeared, and Mingguang has vanished without a trace, no one knows where he died!

Jingxu underestimated the strength of a Golden Core True Person who had mastered Sword Intent!

Even if he and his four fellow disciples joined forces to form the [ Lotus Binding Incense Wondrous Affinity Grand Formation ], drawing in a portion of the power of the Lesser Lotus Pure Land, it would possess immense power and Law Power magic, allowing those below the Nascent Soul to practically roam freely.

Yet, even before this Far-Reaching Luminous Sword Immortal, they were still repeatedly defeated!

Bang!

A crisp sound rang out, followed by a muffled groan of suppressed pain. A golden-white ray of light, resembling a flying bird, swept across the head of the Lotus Temple monk who was abbot on the far left of the Buddhist formation. When he came to his senses, his large head had already been severed.

The next instant, an extreme chill swept over the thrown, bewildered head, which turned into countless ice crystals with a gust of wind, leaving only a headless corpse, emitting shards of Glazed Glass light, appearing exceptionally eerie.

Upon seeing this, the tall-robed monk beside him cried out in sorrow, " Mingjue?!"

But an even more bizarre scene unfolded.

A beam of Glazed Glass light emanated from Jingxu's body, slithering like a snake or python into Mingjue's corpse through his severed neck. With a heavy breath, Shixiu grew a new head, panting heavily, his eyes still filled with the terror of death.

Seeing this, Zhao Buyan narrowed his eyes and thought to himself.

"It really is Jingxu!"