Xiao Wu on the Run
"Yes."
After Xuancheng responded, he turned around and looked at Dukong and Du'e standing to the side.
"You two take eight disciples and leave together. Remember to separate after leaving the teleportation array. Everyone can sacrifice themselves, but the reincarnated spirit child must not be lost. If it is absolutely necessary, have the reincarnated spirit child swallow the Sariputra."
"I will obey the decree!"
After they finished speaking, the two turned and left.
Outside the Namo Temple, the Great King Long Arms, seeing that the Ten Thousand Demons Array had been set up, turned to the Great King Thousand Feet and asked, "Brother, shall we begin our attack on the mountain?"
Great King Thousand Feet said calmly, "No, in this battle, we must take Namo Temple with minimal losses. If we use the Ten Thousand Demons Array to attack the mountain with all our might, even if we take Namo Temple, we will suffer heavy losses. At that time, some restless fellows will definitely come forward to get a share."
The snake demon beside him said, "So, Big Brother already has a treasure to break this formation?"
"Good."
As the Great King Thousand Feet spoke, he spat out a black needle.
The moment that needle appeared, all the demons present felt an extremely powerful sense of oppression.
The Great King Long Arms's expression changed slightly. "Brother, what... what kind of treasure is this?"
"This needle is the tail needle of the Great Sage Black Emperor. After her passing, I obtained this treasure by chance. After refining it, it can break any formation below the Saint level, equivalent to a full-force attack from Half-Saint. However, once this needle is used up, it will be useless."
When the Great King Thousand Feet said this, a hint of heartache flashed in his eyes.
The opportunity to become Great Sage was right in front of him, and he naturally didn't want to miss it so easily.
"You all prepare to make your move."
"Yes!"
After the five Nirvana Demon Cultivator responded, they flew off in the four directions—east, west, south, and north—determined not to let the monks of Namo Temple escape.
The Great King Thousand Feet flew above the Namo Temple, chanting incantations continuously, while the black needles in front of him grew larger and larger.
"Break!"
With a loud shout from the Great King Thousand Feet.
The black needle fell from the sky and landed on the defensive formation of Namo Temple.
Rumble!
A loud bang was heard, and in an instant, the land within a radius of dozens of miles shook.
The light emanating from Namo Temple also dissipated.
"The formation is broken! Kill!"
With a loud shout, the Great King Long Arms charged ahead towards the Namo Temple.
The four senior monks of the Xuan generation in Namo Temple never expected that their proud formation would be broken so easily.
The reincarnated child and Dukong haven't left yet.
Xuanbei roared, "Fellow disciples, let us join this old monk in slaying demons and monsters today! Kill!"
After saying that, he took the lead and flew towards the Great King Thousand Feet in the sky.
Seeing this, the Great King Thousand Feet was not afraid at all and faced Master Xuanbei directly.
The other three high-ranking monks of the Xuan generation also faced off against three Nirvana- level demons.
The air was filled with the sounds of battle cries from the Namo Temple, and the two sides fought fiercely.
In the sky, Chu Feng's divine sense began searching for Xiao Wu's whereabouts within the Namo Temple. Before long, he saw Xiao Wu walking towards a secret room.
He immediately used his divine sense to lock onto Xiao Wu, and the instant he discovered that Xiao Wu and the others were about to enter the teleportation array, he placed a divine sense mark on Xiao Wu.
After Chu Feng finished doing all this, he turned to Chen Qianqian and said, "Xiao Wu has already left. The battle here isn't really our concern. It's time to go."
Chen Qianqian was taken aback for a moment, but she believed that her master wouldn't lie to her, so she nodded. "Then, Master, let's go find Xiao Wu."
"Um."
As Chu Feng spoke, he led his group and disappeared into the sky above the battlefield.
From beginning to end, no force discovered Chu Feng and his group.
In a dilapidated temple a hundred miles west of Namo Temple.
The two brothers, Dukong Du'e, were changing clothes with eight young novices.
In the entire Southern Wilds Lands, there is only one temple, Namo Temple. Most of the Buddhist practitioners who appear in the Southern Wilds Lands are monks from Namo Temple.
Now that the Namo Temple is facing a great calamity, they naturally cannot act under the name of the Namo Temple anymore.
After the monks changed their attire, Du'e spoke first, saying, "Brother Dukong, I'm entrusting Kongxiang to you."
Upon hearing this, Dukong instantly understood his junior brother's intentions. "No, Kongxiang was brought back by you, and he's your disciple. How can I, your senior brother, allow you two to be separated here?"
Du'e said, "It is precisely because Kongxiang was brought back by my junior brother that we cannot take him with us. That would make us too conspicuous. Senior brother, you have been living in the temple for a long time and rarely show your face. Ordinary cultivators would not recognize you at all. It is safest for you to take Kongxiang with you."
Time is running out. We can't let these trivial matters cause us to linger here, or none of us will be able to leave.
"Alright, let's do as you say. Take care, junior brother."
Dukong then turned his gaze to Kongxiang: "Kongxiang, why don't you say goodbye to your master?"
Although they were in a hurry, this parting might be their Celestial Person.
Xiao Wu nodded. Although he hadn't been with his master for long, his master had taught him everything he knew and treated him like his own son.
After bidding farewell, Dukong led Xiao Wu northwards.
Du'e, along with the other seven young novices, continued westward.
It wasn't that Dukong couldn't fly with Xiao Wu, but rather that this outfit would attract too much attention while flying.
Chu Feng and his group followed behind Dukong and the other two, showing no intention of revealing themselves.
The next day.
Dukong led Xiao Wu to a tea stall. Just as he was about to get some food, he suddenly felt a powerful pressure coming from the sky.
His expression immediately changed drastically, and just as he was about to fly away with Xiao Wu, a chanting sound rang out.
A group of monks carried a sedan chair down from the sky.
As he listened to the chanting, Dukong felt as if all the spiritual energy within his body had been sealed away.
Inside the sedan chair, the compassionate voice of the Great King Thousand Feet slowly resounded.
"Little monk, Namo Temple has been destroyed. Hand over the relics of the Great Sage, and I will spare your lives, allowing you to live out your remaining days."
The people and demons at the tea stall were so frightened by the sound that they scattered in all directions, and no one dared to stay and watch the show.
Even a powerful being like Namo Temple was wiped out by the Great King Thousand Feet, so how could these insignificant figures dare to stay and join the fun?
Dukong was not intimidated by the words of the Great King Thousand Feet, and a suspicious expression appeared on his face.
"Master, I am truly not a monk from Namo Temple. Are you sure you haven't mistaken me for someone else?"
"Hahaha..."
A burst of laughter came from inside the sedan chair.
Great King Thousand Feet laughed and said, "As the saying goes, a monk does not lie. You, monk, are lying to this Fazhang. Aren't you afraid of going to Avici Ancestral Hell after death? Or do you think this Fazhang sensed the existence of that Sariputra?"
Upon hearing this, Dukong's expression changed drastically. He never expected that this Demon King would possess such supernatural power...