Chapter 5974
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Lin Feng looked at the dozen monks and couldn't help but smile indifferently. These monks were cunning. They weren't like what they looked like on the surface. Actually, monks were very smart.
However, most of the time, they were aloof from worldly affairs and didn't try to stand out.
"Grandmasters, no need to be so polite."
The Underworld cultivators who helped the monks smiled and said.
At this time, many cultivators were planning to explore the Bitter Sea again to see if they could find the Hell Gate of Baptism. It would be even better if they were stopped by the old monk. They would kill the old monk first to see if he was the legendary Buddha.
If that was the case, then perhaps the Buddha's inheritance was with the old monk. If the old monk wasn't the Buddha, then perhaps they could use the old monk's corpse to find the Buddha's corpse and then find the Buddha's inheritance.
Many people had great expectations for this operation but they would have to wait until they reached the Bitter Sea to see if it would turn out as they wished.
A large number of cultivators entered the Sea of Bitterness. Tens of monks also entered the Sea of Bitterness.
"Come, let's go take a look."
Lin Feng said.
In Lin Feng's opinion, there was no need to kill the old monk. These people could delay him and Lin Feng's group could go around the two sides of the battle to reach the depths of the Bitter Sea. At that time, they would be able to find the Hell Gate of Baptism.
As for the cultivators who wanted the inheritance or other things, they had nothing to do with Lin Feng's group.
Lin Feng's group followed the group to the depths of the Bitter Sea.
Five days later.
Above the surface of the sea, an endless amount of golden light surged. Within the golden light, waves of low and deep voices were emitted.
The chants sounded like the Buddha in the legends chanting Buddhist scriptures.
"Namo Amitabha."
The monks put their palms together and stood in the air with their eyes closed. They began to chant.
At this time, the old monk that Lin Feng's group saw before slowly rose into the sky and appeared in front of them again. Lin Feng frowned after seeing the old monk.
He felt that the old monk's strength seemed to be even stronger than before.
Was this an illusion?
Lin Feng wasn't sure whether he was hallucinating or not, but he had the feeling that everything was real.
If that was true, it meant that the old monk was even more difficult to deal with. However, in such a short period of time, how did the old monk's strength increase so much? Lin Feng didn't understand what was going on.
Was it because his own strength was constantly recovering?
Or was it because … many cultivators had died recently, and he had absorbed their energy, origin, or something else? Was that why the old monk's cultivation had increased?
"Attack." A cold voice suddenly came from the group of cultivators. Someone recognized the speaker. It was an expert from the Underworld. He was a bigshot of the Underworld, someone who could compete with the Tianfu Nether Lord. He was ranked in the top ten of the Underworld, so there were many experts around him.
These experts were the followers of the Underworld cultivator.
After the expert from the Underworld attacked, his followers attacked as well. Seeing them attack, the other cultivators also attacked. The monks from the Buddhist World didn't attack. They were still chanting Buddhist scriptures. Lin Feng was puzzled. He didn't know why these monks were here.
They weren't here for opportunities, but to chant scriptures?
"Let's find a chance to go around them."
Lin Feng said.
The others nodded. The old monk was engaged in a fierce battle with the cultivators from the Underworld. The strength of the old monk was truly unimaginable. Despite being besieged by hundreds of experts, he was still not defeated. His strength was truly terrifying.
More cultivators arrived.
Many cultivators joined the battle.
Some cultivators shouted while attacking the old monk, "Fellow Daoists, this old monk is most likely the corpse of a Buddha. If we kill him, we might be able to obtain the Buddha's inheritance. If we Underworld cultivators obtain the Buddha's inheritance, we might not have to be afraid of those Buddhist monks in the future. Also, if we dual cultivate with the Ghost Buddha, our cultivation will definitely increase greatly."
The shout of the Underworld cultivator caused the emotions of many cultivators to surge.
Perhaps compared to the opportunity of the Gate of Hell's Baptism.
More people focused on the Buddha's inheritance.
It should be one of the supreme inheritances of the Buddhist World.
To these cultivators of the Underworld, it was indeed a very helpful ability.
… …
… …
Just as the battle between the two sides was getting more and more intense, Lin Feng and the others planned to take advantage of this opportunity to go around the battlefield.
They quickly flew in another direction, wanting to go around it. Lin Feng and the others weren't the only ones. Some other cultivators also had the same idea. It seemed that those cultivators also wanted to look for the Gate of Hell's Baptism. This was normal. Not everyone was interested in the Buddha's inheritance.
Or perhaps …
Some people felt that the Bloodline Baptism was more important than the Buddha's inheritance, so they would make the same choice as Lin Feng and the others.
The group successfully went around the formation, but Lin Feng noticed something. He hurriedly glanced and seemed to see the old monk who was fighting with a group of cultivators looking in their direction. However, the old monk didn't stop them from going deeper.
Moreover, the old monk's mouth curved into a mocking smile.
Yes. It was a mocking smile.
Lin Feng was sure that it was a mocking expression.
This overturned Lin Feng's impression of the old monk. Lin Feng originally thought that the old monk was a person of virtue and prestige, at least on the surface.
However, the old monk's current behavior surprised Lin Feng.
Lin Feng felt that things might not be that simple. There must be some danger that he didn't know about. The old monk's mocking smile just now represented everything.
"Slow down." Lin Feng said in a low voice.
"Did you notice anything amiss?" Du Zu looked at Lin Feng and asked in surprise.
At this moment, the Cursed Doll said, "I feel uneasy."
The Cursed Doll had such a feeling, and the old monk's mocking smile just now …
Lin Feng felt that things might be more complicated and worse than he had imagined.
At this moment … A large amount of blood fog suddenly surged out of the sea in front of them.
The hundreds of cultivators in front couldn't dodge in time, and their bodies were enveloped by the blood fog.
Their bodies instantly turned into blood-stained skeletons.
(End of chapter)
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