A mere unworthy disciple

Above the head of the Bodhisattva Kasyapa, the image of Acala, the Immovable King, appears, sitting cross-legged with his head bowed and hands clasped in prayer.

However, he failed to condense the Vajra Dharma Image. He was severely injured by the Confucian Sage's carving knife, which not only damaged his body but also his very essence. Currently, he can only condense one Dharma Image.

The Black Lotus Daoist's Yang spirit was once again divided into four parts, revealing the four major forms of Daoist School: Earth, Wind, Water, and Fire.

A circular array appeared beneath Xu Pingfeng's feet. This array was a technique that could only be controlled by those at the third rank or higher. It was a circular array formed by merging the two Law Treasure, "Heavenly Gang" and "Di Sha".

In the realm of array masters, this is known as the "mother array".

Based on the "mother array", all arrays can be evolved, including Yin and Yang, the Five Elements, Earth, Wind, Water, Fire, and Thunder, as well as the 360 minor arrays derived from these eleven major arrays. All of these can be used at will by relying on the mother array.

The White Emperor lost its horn, and although it can still summon lightning and water spirits, its power is greatly reduced. Fortunately, as a descendant of Gods and Devils, its physical body is still an invincible fighting weapon.

"Go!"

The Black Lotus Daoist stood motionless, manipulating the four Dharma forms to sweep towards the supervisor from the four directions of "front, back, left, and right".

The "wind" Dharma form, resembling a mass of air currents, was the fastest. In the blink of an eye, it arrived beside the supervisor and unleashed a series of wind blades.

The fiery Dharma form transformed into a stream of flames, rushing straight towards the main gate of the prison, determined to perish together with him.

The Dharma image, flowing with pure black water, collapsed into a surging river, making a "whooshing" sound as it crashed against the right side of the prison.

The "Earth" Dharma form is burly yet clumsy, and the slowest. It charges towards the supervisor like a bull, and if it were on the ground, the rumbling sound would be deafening.

The supervisor first stretched out his palm to the left, and a shield composed of hexagonal blocks rose up. Wind blades slashed at the shield with dull sounds before dissipating into a gale.

Immediately afterwards, he took a step to the right, reached into the rushing black river, and drew out a jet-black longsword.

After the longsword was drawn, the "water" dharma form could no longer be maintained and disintegrated. At the same time, the supervisor strode forward and destroyed the flame dharma form with a single sword strike.

With a hissing sound, water vapor rose, and the flames were extinguished by the water.

The supervisor scooped up a spark, placed it in his palm, and gently blew on it.

"Call!"

It unleashed a tongue of fire dozens of feet long, engulfing the charging "Earth" magic form.

The flames died down, and the "Earth" Dharma form turned into ashes, slowly drifting away.

Finally, the supervisor gathered the black ash, squeezed it tightly, and "refined" a black earthen wall tens of feet high, which shattered the "wind" magic image.

The series of actions took less than two seconds, cleverly using water to overcome fire, fire to overcome earth, and earth to overcome wind, thus dismantling the four major forms of Daoist School.

As a first-rank Warlock, this is merely a standard tactic; only a martial artist would recklessly engage in a head-on confrontation.

Master Black Lotus let out a muffled groan, as if he had suffered a great injury.

The supervisor frowned, looking down at his right arm, which had been stained with a layer of black, as if corrupting forces had invaded his body.

"Hey!"

Master Black Lotus laughed triumphantly. He had witnessed the way the Supervisor initially neutralized the White Emperor's water spirit Law Technique and knew that he had a habit of refining enemy Law Technique at will.

Therefore, within the pitch-black "water" form, the equally pitch-black power of corruption was mixed in.

As expected, the supervisor once again forged a "weapon" from the power of water, and the corrupting power took the opportunity to erode it.

The Earth Sect cultivates merit, but after becoming a demon, the power of merit transforms into "the power of corruption," which is its most powerful means, far surpassing the four elements of "earth, wind, water, and fire."

Even the most powerful officials cannot completely ignore it once they are corrupted by the power of corruption.

The supervisor clenched his right fist, forcefully expelling most of the thick, black liquid from his body, and suppressing the remaining small portion with the power of all living beings.

The liquid rained down from the sky, turning the land that unfortunately came into contact with it into barren wasteland, withered plants, and drove animals into a frenzy.

A flash of light appeared beneath the Jianzheng's feet, teleporting him to the front of the Black Lotus, and he struck down with a palm towards the top of the Black Lotus's head.

What Hei Lian felt was not the force of the palm strike, nor did she see the hand that the supervisor was chopping down. What Hei Lian saw was Zhen De, the many fellow disciples of the Earth Sect who died at his hands, the women he had abducted and raped, and the ordinary people who had died at his hands.

The anger of these people converged into a river, engulfing him.

The power of the masses—public outrage!

He immediately lost the will to resist, feeling that his own depravity and evil were worse than death.

At that time, the Bodhisattva Garuda made a mudra with both hands, and the image of Acala, who sat cross-legged with his head bowed behind him, followed suit by making a mudra.

The space between the supervisor and the black lotus seemed to solidify into an impenetrable wall, greatly hindering the slap aimed at the top of the head.

At the same time, Xu Pingfeng stepped forward, and the mother array transformed into a teleportation array, suddenly expanding to include the black lotus within its range.

Hei Lian appeared beside Xu Pingfeng, saving him from certain death.

The Bodhisattva of the Gara Tree quickly formed hand seals, "freezing" the space around him and preventing him from teleporting to pursue him.

With a hiss, the White Emperor opened his blood-red maw, and a blazing white ball of lightning began to form within his mouth.

The supervisor, with one hand on his waist, suddenly pulled out Salun Agu's sheep-driving whip.

The effects of the Black Lotus's corrosive properties have worn off, and the God-Slaying Whip can be used again.

"Smack!"

The whip lashed through the air, bringing the frozen space to life.

He did not attempt to strike the Bodhisattva of the Garuda Tree to break the seal of Acala, because that would inevitably fail.

Therefore, as a second-best option, we should break free from the constraints of this space.

The next moment, the Supervisor appeared before the White Emperor. By briefly shielding himself from the secrets of heaven, he successfully evaded the White Emperor's senses and got close.

The supervisor pressed down on Bai Di's upper lip and lower jaw, and forcefully closed them together.

"Boom!"

The thunderball exploded in the White Emperor's mouth, causing black smoke to billow from its seven orifices, its walnut-patterned brain to shatter, and its fierce, azure eyes to bulge outwards.

The light in Bai Di's pupils dimmed, its body slowly withered, arcs of electricity crackled across its surface, and its limbs twitched as it floated among the clouds, rendered powerless.

At that moment, Xu Pingfeng's figure appeared above the supervisor's head.

He formed a circle with his hands, encompassing the supervisor below. With a hum, circular arrays were arranged in a columnar pattern. These arrays encompassed Yin and Yang, the Five Elements, and wind and thunder, all specializing in attack and destruction.

The Immovable King Seal once again sealed off the space around the supervisor, preventing him from teleporting away.

"Put down your butcher's knife!"

The Bodhisattva of the Gara Tree did not forget to apply the "precepts" to influence the supervisor, preventing him from wielding the whip and "tearing" the air.

Everyone here is of the first rank, and even the supervisor cannot completely block the effect of the "precepts." It's just that the precepts are maintained for such a short time that they are negligible.

But it's better than nothing.

Under the dual influence, the supervisor neither dodged nor drew his God-Slaying Whip.

He simply raised his hand and slapped her.

Xu Pingfeng's vision blurred, and he saw a group of starving people with bloodshot eyes, Curse him, hurling insults at him, and gritting their teeth at him, wishing they could skin him alive.

The slap felt as if it had struck Xu Pingfeng, shattering his consciousness into countless fragments, his white clothes stained crimson with blood.

The power of the masses—public resentment!

He suffered a backlash, a backlash from his luck.

The common people represent the fate of the Central Plains, and the current predicament of the Great Feng Dynasty is largely due to Xu Pingfeng.

The circular formations, having lost their master's maintenance, slowly dissipated.

At this moment, the power of the precepts subsided, and the supervisor acted decisively, wielding the God-Slaying Whip.

Snap!

They whipped Xu Pingfeng, sending him flying like a sandbag.

Snap!

The supervisor drew his whip a second time, but this time it struck the Black Lotus's "Wind" form. At the critical moment, the Wind form, known for its speed, saved Xu Pingfeng's life.

The "wind" Dharma form collapsed, and Black Lotus let out a muffled groan as if struck by lightning.

"Put down your butcher's knife!"

The Bodhisattva of the Gara Tree rushed over, not giving the supervisor a chance to continue whipping him. He first disrupted the supervisor's movements with the precepts, and after successfully getting close, his back muscles suddenly bulged, pushing up his robe.

Boom!

He threw a punch, creating a deafening sonic boom.

Even without the Vajra Dharma Form, the Gara Tree Bodhisattva still possesses a first-class physique and strength, and his physical skills are no less than those of martial artists of the same realm.

The supervisor exchanged a palm strike with him, and both of them flew backward.

The palm strike imbued with the power of all living beings failed to suppress the Gara Tree, but it did interrupt the First-Rank Bodhisattva's subsequent combo attacks, preventing him from unleashing his Transformation Body Technique.

At this moment, among the five Transcendent Realm experts above the sea of clouds, all of whom could be considered peak masters, the White Emperor was convulsing, suffering a backlash from the lightning he had been brewing; the Black Lotus's Dharma Form was broken one after another, and it also suffered a backlash.

Xu Pingfeng was negatively affected by the backlash of his luck and was also lashed by the God-Slaying Whip, putting him in the worst condition.

Jian Zheng first endured the cost of the Confucian sage's descent in the form of Warlock, and was then severely injured by the Great Sun Reincarnation Dharma Form. Although he now possesses the power of all living beings and appears extremely valiant, it is still unknown how long his body can hold out.

Only the Bodhisattva of the Gara Tree, though decapitated and severely wounded by the Confucian sage's carving knife, was in the best condition thanks to the contrast with his peers.

Below the top-tier items, its defense is paramount; its reputation is well-deserved.

"Cough cough."

Xu Pingfeng, his white robe stained with blood, raised his hand to cover his mouth and coughed violently, thick blood flowing from between his fingers.

With disheveled hair, he gazed at the invincible supervisor, his eyes showing no fear or apprehension, only calm.

"Master Jianzheng, when I withdrew from the court and decided to support the Qianlong City faction, I knew I would have many enemies. Therefore, for more than 20 years, I have been cautious and cunning."

"I have plotted to kill the Prince of Zhenbei, Wei Yuan, and Zhen De, but I know that my greatest enemy is you!"

"If I cannot kill you, all my plans will be nothing but a mirage, a futile endeavor."

Xu Pingfeng swallowed the blood that welled up in his throat and slowly forced a smile:

"So, when I decided to take that step, you became the first person I wanted to kill. The plan to eliminate you was decided from the very beginning."

"Actually, it doesn't matter who I support, so why should I choose the lineage from 500 years ago? Teacher, have you thought about this question?"

"Troops, money, and provisions are just icing on the cake; they are not the key factors in my choice of the Hidden Dragon City faction."

"Teacher, you can see into the future. Today, you have prepared the Confucian Sage's carving knife and the Second Sage's Confucian hat in advance, and you have also brought Salun Agu's God-Slaying Whip. You are fully prepared because you know that this battle is the all-out counterattack of this unworthy disciple of mine."

"In the future you foresee, we will be the ones who die in this battle, and you will be the one who wins. At the same time, you will also take the opportunity to severely damage the Buddha, laying the groundwork for a future move."

"You were so well-prepared; you took everything into account."

The Bodhisattva of the Gara Tree slowly shook his head. "Too clever by half."

"And what I need is Professor Jianzheng's flawless strategy." At this point, Xu Pingfeng revealed a sly smile:

"Teacher, why don't you consider this: I, a mere unworthy disciple who knows the power of the Heavenly Master, why do I have the confidence to stand here and oppose you?"