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Chapter 277: Tearing Apart the Buddha Hall
Chapter 277: Tearing Apart the Buddha Hall
"Your scheme is to use the Demons to replace the Qian Dao Palace?"
Li Hao narrowed his eyes, staring at the other party. Piecing together various pieces of information, while the Demons' invasion of Dayu was a major trend, this Buddhist Master clearly played a significant role in fueling it.
This explained why he had used Old Feng to influence Li Hao.
In his childhood, the other party had used the mother and son as pawns to try to control the Divine General Manor, making Li Hao a small obstacle that caused the Toxic Pill to fail.
Now, with Li Hao capable of defending Dayu, he had become a major obstacle. Thus, the Buddhist Master wanted to use Old Feng to sabotage Li Hao's relationship with the imperial court. His true goal had always been the entire Divine Dynasty.
The Dayu Divine Dynasty revered the Dao Sect, led by the Qian Dao Palace, as its state religion, while the Buddhist Sect could only take second place.
Seemingly uninvolved, they were actually vying for the top spot.
The Buddhist Master smiled but did not respond to Li Hao's words.
"Get out of the way, bald monk!"
At that moment, an angry rebuke came from outside.
Immediately after, a sharp Sword Intent appeared, and Prince Ninth, Jiang Lidust, with disheveled hair, rushed into the Buddha Hall.
When he saw the Buddhist Master seated on the Purple Gold Lotus Throne, his eyes flickered, and he sneered, then looked at Li Hao:
"If you need my help, just say so. I haven't had a chance to spar with him yet. How about I go first?"
The Buddhist Master's smile slightly faded, and his eyebrows imperceptibly furrowed when he saw Jiang Lidust.
"Who are you, to barge into the Buddha Hall? Do you want to die?!"
A Bodhisattva followed, angrily saying, his face flushed red with rage. He had been suppressed by Li Hao, who was in the Great Peace Dao Realm, but this madman who had just appeared and dared to invade Wuliang Mountain was unprecedented. Their Buddhist Sect hadn't suffered such humiliation in centuries.
"You're not even fit to drink my sword, scurry off!"
Jiang Lidust merely glanced at the other party, then ignored him, his hand on the hilt of his sword, his eyes fixed on the Buddhist Master:
"The second strongest person in the world, I've long wanted to see you. Unfortunately, before my imprisonment, I didn't even have the right to draw my sword before you. But now, I do!"
"Prince Ninth, you must consider your position. If you draw your sword here, the emperor will be very troubled."
The Buddhist Master said sternly.
Jiang Lidust scoffed, "Trouble is his problem, not mine. I only care about myself. Who cares about this world?"
The Buddhist Master's eyes flickered, and he said no more. He had heard that this Prince Ninth was a sword madman who had fallen to the Demon Path and had once caused a massacre in the Imperial Capital, resulting in the deaths of many civilians. His actions were unpredictable.
"Why don't you make a move? What are you waiting for?" Jiang Lidust looked at Li Hao, eager to incite him into action.
He wasn't here to help but to stir up chaos.
Li Hao remained silent, waiting for Old Feng to arrive.
Without seeing Old Feng, rashly making a move could lead to Old Feng's downfall.
After all, the other party was well-prepared and had been waiting for him to fall into the trap.
Suddenly, Li Hao's expression changed, and he abruptly turned, rushing out of the Buddha Hall.
On a hillside of this spiritual mountain, a group of figures approached. They were dressed in luxurious brocade and adorned with precious jade, a mix of men, women, and children, chatting and laughing among themselves.
At the front, Lin Wujing held a chain stained with blood, and behind it, a broken, corpse-like figure was being dragged.
The figure glowed with a red light, its body emaciated, eyes mere bloody holes, and face covered in blood, its breath faint.
With a roar, Li Hao felt his mind go blank, as if a thunderclap had exploded in his head.
"General Haotian, this is the Thief. Do you really want to exonerate him?"
Lin Wujing called out to Li Hao, who stood before the Buddha Hall.
The many men and women behind him, who had been chatting and laughing, stopped, their smiles fading as they looked at the young man before the Buddha Hall.
They knew they were here to bear witness. If the young man truly tried to exonerate the great thief, they would report it to the imperial court.
"Is this General Haotian? He's so young."
"General Haotian, you must think carefully..."
Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!!
The second noble's words were cut short as his head exploded, followed by a series of explosions!
The dozens of people who had been chatting and laughing were instantly turned into a cloud of blood and gore!
Before they could speak or react, divine souls emerged, shocked and bewildered, forgetting to escape. But there was no chance for them to escape; the divine souls flickered and vanished like fireflies!
As if crushed by a giant hand!
In front, Lin Wujing, holding the chain, froze, staring at Li Hao in shock. Blood splattered on him, staining his monk's robe and his bald head red.
By the time he realized what was happening, he was already trying to flee, but in the next moment, his body was torn apart!
"Buddhist Master, save..."
Lin Wujing's Divine Soul burst out, trying to escape and seek help, but in the next moment, it too was shredded and crushed!
On that cobblestone path, only the figure of the old man remained.
The two Bodhisattvas at the entrance of the Buddha Hall were stunned, their eyes narrowing in horror as they gazed at the back of the young man.
The young man's body was trembling as he approached the old man.
Each step seemed to press the entire Spirit Mountain down an inch.
A terrifying aura emanated from him, and the mere pressure made it hard for them to breathe, their pores contracting, and their hearts racing as if they were in their throats.
It was like a savage beast passing by, making them hold their breath.
"Old Feng..."
Li Hao's voice trembled, his throat hoarse, and tears of blood instantly rolled down his eyes.
The once suave Thief Saint was now reduced to such a state, without even a shred of dignity!
When Li Hao reached Old Feng, he saw that the old man's ears, nose, and mouth seemed to be damaged, rendering him unable to speak or hear.
Li Hao's body shook as he squatted down, lifting the old man and tearing his own clothes to cover him.
"Old Feng..."
Li Hao's throat felt as if it were blocked by burning lava, his voice choked with sobs.
Old Feng's body responded slightly, as if sensing something. He lifted his head, trying to look at Li Hao's face, but his eyes were bloody holes.
He raised his hand and gently touched Li Hao's cheek, as if recognizing the young man through touch.
His movements paused for a moment, then he opened his mouth, his teeth all fallen out, his tongue missing, and his dark, empty mouth seemed to be shouting something.
The mouth movements seemed to say, "Run..."
Li Hao noticed that Old Feng's body was covered in wounds, and the blood from these wounds mixed with a dark purple substance, which prevented his injuries from healing and seemed to seal his Divine Soul, cutting off all perception of the outside world.
The cruelty of the method was rare even in the Criminal Department!
"Candlelight Deity!"
Li Hao felt his blood rush to his head, his brain nearly bursting, but his voice was low and raspy.
The Candlelight Deity quickly flew over and stood beside Li Hao.
"Xiyian, take care of Master Zi." Li Hao's body trembled slightly.
The red ring on his wrist transformed into Xiyian, who seemed to know what was about to happen and that she might affect Li Hao.
She worriedly said, "Be careful."
Li Hao didn't reply, just slowly stood up.
With his movement, the raging winds in the world seemed to calm.
The Candlelight Deity didn't say much, just picked up Feng Boping, and Xiyian climbed onto the Candlelight Deity's back, flying away from Spirit Mountain to avoid being caught in the battle.
Li Hao lifted his head, the blood tears in his eyes stopping as he looked at the solemn Spirit Realm Buddha Hall.
As he raised his head, a vast and overwhelming aura suddenly swept out, surging toward the Buddha Hall!
The two Bodhisattvas at the entrance of the Buddha Hall's pupils contracted in horror, their hearts pounding with fear, and they hurriedly retreated, feeling a sense of impending death.
"Buddha, Lord!!"
Li Hao's hair flew up, and he erupted in a roar, "Come out here!!"
The Nine Layers of Dao Domain instantly erupted, tearing through the void and striking with unimaginable speed.
The two Bodhisattvas, who were the first to be hit, were about to be torn apart by the Dao Domain, but in the next moment, another powerful Dao Domain suddenly extended from the Buddha Hall, colliding with Li Hao's Nine Layers of Dao Domain.
The moment they collided, two different phenomena tore through the void, and the ground in front of the Buddha Hall cracked under the rules, while the Buddha Hall itself remained unshaken.
The Nine Layers of Dao Domain were actually blocked!
But in the next moment, the Tenth Layer of Dao Domain suppressed out!
In the Lingyuan Pavilion of the Xia Family in Youzhou, Li Hao had absorbed numerous martial techniques and secret manuals, allowing him to deduce more secret techniques, and these cultivation techniques could form a Dao Domain.
Boom!!
The vast power in the Buddha Hall was suddenly covered, and with Li Hao's step, the thousand-year-old Buddha Hall exploded!
The majestic and reverent Buddha Hall was torn apart, revealing the misty Spirit Realm inside, where the Buddhist Master sat on the Purple Gold Lotus Throne, his eyes showing a hint of surprise as he calmly said:
"It seems you have already fallen into the path of demons."
(End of Chapter)
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