Facing Huang Mi in Battle

The Sect Leader Kang Da, let out a long sigh, casually tossing aside the spear that had been stained black and purple. He didn't bother to count how many lives he had taken this time, but instead frowned and pondered as he looked towards the direction of Mountain North Circuit: "I suppose they should be here by now?"

The Chenjiang Kang Clan members behind him also worked hard, and after a fierce battle, they had little rest before they had to hurriedly embark on their journey again.

The intense emotion on Kang Xiangyi's face seemed about to overflow. It was unclear whether he had calculated how much wealth and people he had lost this time in such a short period of time.

As for the main battle flag in his hands, it was naturally accepted back by Second Master Yuan.

There was no need to worry that the Chenjiang Kang Clan would be unhappy. After all, compared to the minor unpleasantness of being driven by outsiders, the benefit of being led by someone knowledgeable in military affairs and having their lives spared was much more tempting.

Unlike Cao Xianlu, whose injuries had worsened, Jiang Qing, who had also just fought the old sword-wielding cultivator, remained expressionless. In fact, his aura seemed to have intensified, making even the False Core cultivators standing close to Sect Leader Kang Da feel somewhat irritated.

He moved closer to Kang Dabao, avoiding the False Core, and asked telepathically, "Madam Qi hasn't replied yet. Which elder of the Fei Household are you waiting for, Senior Brother?"

"Yes, I previously sent Daoist Peng's message to the message talisman. Ancestor Tianqin took it very seriously and just sent me a message saying that Ying Mountain Army has already set off. We will soon be able to decide which elder will come to our aid."

At this moment, Sect Leader Kang Da's tone was not entirely confident, as he was pondering how to fight if Preceptor Huang Mi were to arrive in person.

He had already sold the recent news to the Fearless Tower, not to earn those Spirit Stones, but in the hope that his family could spread the news to the ears of those enemies of the Cloud Marsh Shaman Venerable Hall, so that his family's backyard would be in turmoil.

However, I have never heard of Fearless Tower's activities in Huangpi Circuit before, and I don't know how much connection they have with other forces in Huangpi Circuit.

Therefore, Kang Dabao made two preparations for this trip. During the journey, he also ordered the Chenjiang Kang Clan to spread the news that the five hall masters of the Cloud Marsh Shaman Venerable Hall numbers 3, 6, 7, 9, and 11) had died and the hall was severely weakened.

However, since the Si Prefecture region is ultimately controlled by the Cloud Marsh Shaman Venerable Hall, it remains to be seen whether this news can reach their enemy territory.

After all, this news was quite shocking. Consider that in remote places like Si Prefecture, it often takes one or two hundred years for a single Golden Core cultivator to emerge, yet recently five or six Golden Core cultivators have died.

Such a horrific event is extremely rare even in the long-chaotic Huangpi Circuit. Usually, only when high-ranking True Person battles do such calamities occur.

If this is truly confirmed, who knows how many centuries it will circulate in teahouses and brothels.

Therefore, even if ordinary forces heard this, they would probably just consider it a rumor spread by three people and wouldn't necessarily believe it.

Ultimately, it was thanks to Ninth Palace Master Du Yun'er's greed for merit and recklessness that the chances of victory for Sect Leader Kang Da were much lower, had Preceptor Huang Mi led his people to join forces with the Lianjiang Sect, Fengyi Sect, and Fushan Orthodox Sect.

However, after a period of victory, their group was much closer to the border of Huangpi Circuit and not far from Phoenix Cry Prefecture in Mountain North Circuit. It seemed that reinforcements would arrive sooner, which was much better than the situation that Sect Leader Kang Da had anticipated: holding out and waiting for reinforcements.

Even if they were to lose this time, and manage to escape with his two junior brothers Yuan Jin and Jiang Qing, and his brother-in- Cao Xianlu, Sect Leader Kang Da would still be fully confident.

As for the rest of the Chenjiang Kang Clan members below Kang Xiangyi, regardless of whether they were immortals or mortals, they were all people that Kang Dabao did not care much about.

Compared to ordinary cultivators, the latter can indeed be considered to have the heart of a Bodhisattva, but he is not so indecisive as to truly care about these nominal descendants.

Perhaps considering Kang Xiangyi's relatively submissive nature, the fact that the Sect Leader Kang Da was willing to take her along to the Mountain North already shows his benevolence and that Kang Xiangyi had been kind to him in his daily life.

Less than half a day later, the Kang Household cultivators, having experienced a fierce battle, had discarded many unrealistic ideas. However, in doing so, they also abandoned many of their mortal descendants with whom they shared a deep blood bond.

Only a few loyal and devoted people remained, and Kang Xiangyi, the head of the family, was heartbroken at the sight. However, even though he cried his heart out, there was nothing he could do.

In the end, they had no choice but to gather a large number of magical tools, such as the Heavenly Thunder Seed Spear and the Star-Shooting Crossbow, and entrust them to the Kang Household cultivators for use.

However, if they were to face the impending pursuit of the upper cultivators, these items would be of little use. Kang Xiangyi could only hope that Preceptor Huang Mi were too eager for revenge to spare any attention for these worthless mortals.

If that's the case, regardless of whether Sect Leader Kang Da wins or loses this battle, they will at least live a few more days.

Fortunately, after getting rid of these burdens, the speed of travel increased significantly.

Half a day later, the Sect Leader Kang Da could finally see the outline of the thousand-foot-tall boundary marker of Mountain North Circuit. At that moment, a gust of evil wind that he had been on guard against for a long time finally came from behind him.

Preceptor Huang Mi, as the current head of the Cloud Marsh Shaman Venerable Hall, Buxiu the traditional witchcraft lineage but has studied the orthodox teachings of the Snowland Esoteric Buddhism since childhood.

He was indeed no different from those Esoteric Buddhism monks, always showing off. When the time came, he was extremely arrogant, accompanied by celestial maidens leading the way and Esoteric Buddhism Buddhist music.

The celestial maidens and Buddhist music were not merely for accompaniment; many minor Qi Refinement in the arena immediately experienced confusion of their six senses and obstruction of their internal energy flow. Only when True Cultivator nearby used talismans and spiritual water to continuously Hand Seals were they able to awaken.

However, these True Cultivators had not made any preparations beforehand, and were caught off guard when they encountered this superior cultivation technique.

Among the Chenjiang Kang Clan's formation, there were those whose cultivation and temperament were truly wretched, even to the point of disregarding decorum and masturbating in public. It was only through Yuan Jin's summoning of Third Tier Spirit Slave wielding large banners and waving them repeatedly that they were awakened from their illusions.

Sect Leader Kang Da had anticipated the chaos under his command, so when he glanced around, his expression remained neither sad nor happy.

Instead, he looked with great interest at the naked celestial maiden images, perhaps comparing them to the concubines that Funeng had gathered back then.

Preceptor Huang Mi was indeed a capable and capable person. Even though the previous five palace masters, the third, sixth, seventh, ninth, and eleventh, had already passed away, he still brought the fifth palace master Qiao Xiuniang, and the tenth palace master, Feng Yifan, along with the shaman soldiers and warrior monks.

This could be to secure their own invincibility or to deter troublemakers. After all, it's understandable that morale within the Cloud Marsh Shaman Venerable Hall's jurisdiction would be low after several unsuccessful battles.

Therefore, according to Preceptor Huang Mi's prior plan, this battle must not only be won, but won spectacularly, so as to demonstrate his authority and minimize the negative impact of the Cloud Marsh Shaman Venerable Hall's five consecutive temple masters' deaths.

"Chongming Sect Kang Dabao greets Master Jia."

Sect Leader Kang Da simply cupped his hands in greeting, having seen many top-tier Golden Core like Fei Tianqin before, and had even nearly taken the life of a wicked cultivator like Daoist Peng.

Therefore, even though Preceptor Huang Mi was powerful and had a grand presence, he could not make Kang Dabao show the slightest fear on his face.

However, his Law Treasure, which had previously claimed many lives, was no longer effective against such a figure. He simply abandoned his Law Treasure and, like Preceptor Huang Mi, faced him empty-handed, which surprised the latter, who raised an eyebrow:

"Marquis of Martial Peace certainly has a fine demeanor. Perhaps he has been raised with an air of nobility by the Fei Household, a powerful clan in the land. No wonder he dares to come to my Huangpi Circuit to show off his power."

Kang Dabao had heard countless sarcastic remarks of this magnitude over the years, but after hearing them, his expression remained unchanged, showing neither joy nor sorrow. He simply asked in a calm voice:

"But I wonder if Master Ga is willing to listen to an explanation? Things have come to this point, and there's no turning back. I, Kang, do not wish to engage in further conflict with Master Ga. I wonder if Master Ga is willing to resolve this amicably?"

If Venerable Master Gatha is magnanimous enough to forgive my unintentional mistake, then I, Kang, have a connection with the current Buddhist disciple of Original Response Temple, Gada, and am willing to introduce you to the true Dharma.

"Buddha's disciple Gada?"

The old monk scoffed, assuming that Sect Leader Kang Da thought he was unaware of his feud with Original Response Temple and was trying to deceive him with this fabrication. He should know that among those who perished at the Golden Core were his disciples and concubines. Such a deep-seated hatred—unless he had attained true Buddhahood, how could he possibly let it go?!

Preceptor Huang Mi simply grinned coldly for a moment, then replied in a chilling voice, "Explanation? Introduction?! This old monk needs neither explanation nor introduction. I only want to demand the life of my disciple from Marquis of Martial Peace."

Preceptor Huang Mi's reaction was exactly what Kang Dabao had expected. The latter exchanged a glance with Yuan Jin, and the shamans and warrior monks joined forces to charge at the Chenjiang Kang Clan.

This time, the opponent is not as disunited and weak as the previous three.

These elites of the Cloud Marsh Shaman Venerable Hall have gone through countless fierce battles with their respective palace masters. Some of them have even served in the palace for generations. Their fighting spirit is beyond description.

Moreover, their cultivation levels were far superior to those of the Kang family soldiers, with more than ten even being pseudo-Dan masters. Therefore, as soon as the battle began, a section of the Kang family's formation visibly collapsed.

Yuan Jin, the commander of the main force, frowned deeply. He had considered countless countermeasures in his mind, but this was a formal battle, and human strength was limited. At most, he could only try his best to defend the position.

Although the Kang Lineage has suffered heavy casualties, in truth, the situation is much better than the Sect Leader Kang Da had anticipated.

He had no time to care about the situation of those below, for at this moment, Preceptor Huang Mi had already dropped his fake smile, adopted the expression of a wrathful deity, and struck with his palm.

As he moved, the six pairs of Esoteric Buddhism tantric rings on Preceptor Huang Mi's round head and earlobes suddenly rang out with a crisp sound, emanating rays of dazzling Buddhist light.

He obtained these six pairs of golden rings three hundred years ago. After nurturing them for many years, he combined them with the "Four Karmas Demon-Crushing Fundamental Mudra," a Snowland Esoteric Buddhism technique he had practiced since childhood, and they complemented each other perfectly.

He has cultivated this Zhou Grade Middle-Grade technique to the point of perfection. Once he integrates the Kalachakra Demon-Subduing Principle, the secret techniques of red and white bindu energy channels, and the Dao of Alchemy Qi, he will be able to form the Vajra Peaceful Wrathful Form, which will be enough for him to go to Original Response Temple to seek the method of Nascent Soul as a True Disciple of Esoteric Buddhism.

Even though his Dharma form was not yet complete, the ferocity and ruthlessness of this technique had already claimed the lives of more than one Late-Stage Golden Core cultivators, earning him a fearsome reputation in the northern region of Huangpi Circuit.

Preceptor Huang Mi bound his hands outwards, with his two middle fingers raised and touching, his thumbs pressing against the base of his ring fingers, and silently recited the mantra. "Sun Wheel Breaks Obstacles."

As he pushed his palm forward, a Buddha-light palm print, resembling a majestic sun, surged forth with immense power. Enveloped in the radiant light emanating from six pairs of golden rings, it pressed down upon the true Sect Leader Kang Da with overwhelming force.

The latter's Primordial Ancient Body had reached perfection, and its strength was such that it would be difficult to find anyone comparable to it in the surrounding states. It was enough to make ordinary people feel that it was extraordinary, but compared with this palm print, it was insignificant.

However, Sect Leader Kang Da was reassured. Intricate runes reappeared on the plates of the River Luo Mystic Armor, forming chains at the forefront. Golden Light flashed in his eyes, and his fists were enveloped in boundless killing Sha Qi, their spiritual light dazzling.

Before the Buddha's hand could even get close, it was blocked by the rune chains, losing most of its sharpness. Then, it was Delusion-Breaking Golden Eyes, and a gap appeared in its palm. As soon as the Eight Wastelands Suppress the Mountain -Suppressing Fist arrived, the palm print was instantly reduced to pieces of spiritual light and completely annihilated.

Preceptor Huang Mi was not surprised that his probing attack had failed, and simply murmured, "As expected of a commoner hero who has been favored by both the Fei Household and Emperor of Wei."

It was unclear whether the old monk's sigh was driven by envy or jealousy, but his hand gestures changed again. His left palm formed the Moon Wheel Mudra below his navel, while his right hand formed the Qike Mudra and touched his brow. He then softly chanted, "Moon Locks the Heart Demon."

However, unlike the grand and imposing power of the previous Sun Wheel Breaks Obstacles Mudra, the power of the Moon Locks the Heart Demon Mudra lies not in its outward appearance, but in its power within the heart.

As soon as he finished reciting the last word, the Sect Leader Kang Da, who had been standing guard opposite him, suddenly felt the sound of Buddhist chanting resounding in his mind, lasting for a long time; an illusion of a bright moon seemed to rise in his heart, difficult to dispel.

Even as Preceptor Huang Mi with wavering resolve were tempted by his hand gestures, their minds disturbed by demonic influences. Kang Dabao, with his limited cultivation, was no exception.

Little did he know that the latter was a person who had practiced the Higher Vehicle method of condensing the elixir, the "Northern Night Palace Tai Su Ning Zhen Jue," and had used the terrifying method of "Nine Tribulations Dao Planting," which was enough to make ordinary cultivators turn pale at the mere mention of it, and had achieved the Golden Core Elixir.

In terms of cultivation and spiritual practice, Kang Dabao might only be considered an ordinary person in the surrounding provinces, but in terms of unwavering resolve, even figures like Fei Tianqin and Kuang Liuting would find it difficult to compare with him.

Within the Niwan Palace, the jade-colored Golden Core continued its self-transformation, while the chanting of Buddhist verses and the rising moon made Sect Leader Kang Da heart even clearer and clearer, causing the complacent Preceptor Huang Mi to make a huge miscalculation.

The former feigned absent-mindedness, while the latter chuckled and slowed down his hand gestures, even having time to glance at the battlefield situations of the Fifth Palace Master Qiao Xiuniang and the Third Tier Spirit Slave, the Tenth Palace Master Feng Yifan and the Sword-Bearing Old Cultivator, and Jiang Qing and Cao Xianlu.

However, this moment of complacency caused Preceptor Huang Mi to suffer a great loss.

Caught off guard, Sect Leader Kang Da made a risky move: the Ancient Demon Ring suddenly lit up, tainting the thick Buddhist light surrounding Preceptor Huang Mi, Sharpened Spirit Thorn, which was only at the rudimentary stage of cultivation, was also suddenly unleashed, and it actually worked.

It was as if Preceptor Huang Mi's spiritual platform had been stabbed by a large spear. The pain caused him to immediately lose his hand gestures, his mantra, and his monk's robe. Blood then gushed from all seven orifices, leaving him in a very sorry state.

He was now reacting just like Funeng back then. "Buddha Enemy! Buddha Enemy!!"

Kang Dabao paid no heed to Preceptor Huang Mi's flustered state, only praising the late Head Jiada of Original Response Temple for his generosity. He was even willing to give away such a treasure for the sake of his disciple Gada's future.

However, Preceptor Huang Mi was a Late-Stage Golden Core cultivator after all. Even if he suffered a great loss due to momentary carelessness, he would not collapse as easily as Funeng.

On the contrary, no matter how much Sect Leader Kang Da urged the Ancient Demon Ring afterward, he could not break through the Buddhist light surrounding Preceptor Huang Mi, who was already on guard. The latter had now completely abandoned any intention of underestimating him and his methods were ruthless.

His cultivation was profound, his Buddhist light was deep, and his methods were ruthless. With his overwhelming power, Kang Dabao was naturally unable to resist. Before long, his River Luo Mystic Armor was broken. Only by relying on his powerful Primordial Ancient Body could he save his life.

Having gained the upper hand, the old monk then shook the golden ring again, unleashing his trump card, intending to achieve victory in one fell swoop. His left palm was facing upwards over his navel, his right palm was upright in the Qike Mudra, and a Buddha light shone between his hands like the sun and moon, his expression extremely holy.

A few breaths later, Guanyin's Tears of Compassion from Guanyin welled up from his navel chakra, mixing with the Arhat Sha Qi to condense into a chain of Sanskrit characters for the Great Compassion Incantation. This net spread throughout the ten directions, even affecting the other two battlefields.

The entire sky was burned red, and the clouds in the air swirled and disappeared, as if flying fire and meteors were about to fall together.

This power far surpasses that of the Third-Tier Upper-Grade bronze corpse that Sect Leader Kang Da had previously slain, which lacked sufficient nurturing.

However, unable to the Ying Mountain Army, Kang Dabao had already made preparations to escape. He exchanged a glance with Jiang Qing and the others, while Yuan Jin, who was in charge of the main battle, also tightened his grip on the talismans in his hand and found a way to retreat.

The Sect Leader Kang Da had already secretly activated the Grand Unity Bronze Light Mirror. A proper swordsman is no ordinary person after all. In his opinion, it wouldn't be difficult for the last Soul-Rending Sword Qi inside to break the evil Preceptor Huang Mi's trump card of Buddhist teachings.

Just then, a dark shadow suddenly descended from the sky, and even the Sanskrit fire chains that Preceptor Huang Mi had spread in all directions seemed to cool down considerably.

Kang Dabao was still waiting for the Ying Mountain Army, but a familiar voice reached his ears, instantly putting his mind at ease:

"Damn it! Why is it always Esoteric Buddhism practitioners?! These kinds of scum are everywhere! I, your ancestor, will wipe out their lineage sooner or later with the Emperor! They're utterly detestable!! Kang brat, how can you be so useless that I have to come and save you?!"