Everyone's hearts were trembling. Their faces were ashen, and cold sweat poured down like rain.
Their biggest backer was Jiang Tian. If Jiang Tian died, it would be hard to predict the outcome of the battle between them and Golden Roc Temple.
Tang Linglong, on the other hand, was furious. She shouted, "Despicable and shameless bastard! How dare you lie about my Master! I'm going to kill you! "
However, Li Wuji stopped her firmly and said earnestly, "Girl, you're no match for him. He's at the peak of the Gold Core Realm, a Perfected Immortal!"
Huo Yan had already believed most of it. He regretted that he had fallen into a trap in order to win the favor of the Taichu World's Master!
But he did not want to give up his last hope.
He said coldly, "Virtuous Guardian, since you think the Taichu World's Master is dead, Lotus Rulai should be back soon. Then, we'll fight it out. Why are you in such a hurry?"
The number of Golden Core Cultivators on the Golden Peak was more than the four orthodoxies combined.
If they were to fight, their chances of victory were slim. Only death awaited them.
"Kang Tae-chu is too stupid."
The Virtuous Protector smiled proudly and said,
"He doesn't know how dangerous the Thunder Loch is. Does he think he can dominate the Thunder Loch just because he defeated West Earth? "
His eyes were full of disdain as he sneered.
"Does he think we'll surrender after he killed the Taichu World's Master and destroyed the Eight Division Heavenly Dragon?
"He underestimated the power of Golden Roc Temple! He doesn't know that Lotus Rulai is still alive! Besides, Lotus Rulai has many Nascent Soul allies waiting for him in the Thunder Loch! "
"I don't believe it!"
Tang Linglong shook her head with tears in her eyes. "If Lotus Rulai is still alive, why didn't he come out of the Thunder Loch to kill?"
"Because Lotus Rulai wants to feed Kang Tae-chu to Lei Meng. He's afraid that Kang Tae-chu will explode his Golden Core. Only by luring Kang Tae-chu into the Thunder Loch and having the four Nascent Soul Cultivators and Lei Meng attack together will we have the highest chance of winning!"
The Virtuous Protector said in disdain.
His words sent chills down Tang Linglong's spine.
What was even more frightening was that she could already feel that many senior monks were ready to make a move and were staring at her with murderous intent.
They all knew that Tang Linglong was Jiang Tian's disciple. They couldn't kill Jiang Tian, but they could vent their anger by killing Jiang Tian's favorite disciple.
"I advise you all to be rational."
Fan Luomei held back the tears that were about to fall. She took a step forward and said proudly,
"Even if Grand Primordium has fallen, you may not win if the four orthodoxies go to war with Golden Roc Temple!"
She sighed in sorrow and regret.
Kang Tae-chu could be said to be an existence that created a new world in West Earth. His talent was astonishing, and he had refreshed many historical records.
In a short time, he was invincible. He killed Ming Ruyi, took control of the Changshen Sect, defeated Golden Roc Temple, killed Buddha Datong and stood at the top of the Golden Peak, looking down on thousands of sects and suppressing West Earth. He was the Lord of the world.
Such a domineering aura, such power and such peerless charm could be said to be able to suppress all the talents and elites in history.
But in the end …
However, a single careless move caused them to lose the whole game. Their foundation of ten thousand generations and their immortal reputation were destroyed in the hands of a few treacherous villains. They left behind a thousand years of hatred in vain, causing one to wring their hands and sigh.
"No! You're wrong. We still have an experienced Nascent Soul Cultivator who can still suppress you! "
The Virtuous Protector chuckled, then knelt on the ground with a respectful expression. He shouted to the sky, "Disciple Datong welcomes Uncle-Master Xuan Ku, Little Rulai!"
"Disciple welcomes Little Rulai, Little Rulai!"
On the Golden Peak, many senior monks knelt on the ground and shouted respectfully.
"Disciple welcomes Little Rulai, Little Rulai!"
Then, a hundred thousand senior monks on Arhat Mountain, Commandment Mountain, Skill Teaching Mountain and Scripture Mountain knelt on one knee and shouted together.
His voice was like a surging thunderclap that shot into the sky, and it was like a tempestuous wave that swept out in all directions and shook a few hundred kilometers away.
"Is Little Rulai, Xuan Ku, coming out of seclusion?"
"He's back! This time, Kang Tae-chu and his henchmen are really finished! "
Immediately, countless people raised their heads to look. Their hearts trembled violently, and they were filled with fear and shock.
"That's Little Rulai! He's still alive and is going to attack! "
"Ah, if he had attacked back then, Kang Tae-chu wouldn't have been able to kill Buddha Datong!"
"Kang Tae-chu is going to die this time!"
This was especially true for those whose relatives and friends had died in the battle against the demons in Maolin City or in the great purge after Jiang Tian had ascended to the position of the World Revered One. They were even more excited. Their faces were full of excitement as they clapped and cheered.
Little Rulai, Little Rulai, had a great background.
He was Little Rulai Xuan Ci's junior brother, Buddha Datong's senior uncle, Buddha Lotus's favorite disciple, and the first demon to achieve Dao.
According to legend, he was a black-scaled python that had cultivated for thousands of years in the Southern Barbarian Kingdom. Later, he was enlightened by Buddha Lotus and became a disciple of Golden Roc Temple. His Dharma name was Xuan Ku.
He was extremely talented and cultivated to the Nascent Soul realm in a short time, transforming into a human form. His cultivation was even stronger than Old Rulai Xuan Ci.
However, he was a demon cultivator after all. Even though he was strong, he still didn't obtain the position of Buddha or Rulai.
A thousand years ago, Xuan Ci succeeded the position of Rulai and was called the Lord of the World. Xuan Ku was angry and injured Xuan Ci. He went to the barren land of the Southern Border and founded Little Thunder Mountain. He called himself Little Rulai, and his disciples were all senior monks of the demon race.
Little Thunder Mountain cultivated Rulai's Mahayana Sutra. They only wanted to save themselves and not others. They didn't care about worldly affairs and didn't participate in disputes.
They didn't interact with Golden Roc Temple, so many people had forgotten about Xuan Ku's existence.
However, Huo Yan and the others knew that if Xuan Ku and Little Thunder Mountain came out, they would definitely be able to suppress the Changsheng Sect, Fire Worship Sect, and the other three great orthodoxies.
"He's going to fight for Golden Roc Temple!"
Huo Yan's expression changed drastically. His body tensed up as if he was facing a great enemy. White Beard's expression was also unprecedentedly serious.
If Xuan Ku was still alive, he would have lived a long life.
He was also an experienced Nascent Soul cultivator who was not far from becoming a real Nascent Soul Heavenly Lord. How could White Beard defeat him?
"Fairy Luomei, we're in big trouble this time!"
Fan Luomei was puzzled. Suddenly, there were screams from the crowd. She quickly looked up at the sky and saw.
"I'm Xuan Ku. I'm going to kill Kang Tae-chu's henchmen today. I'm going to save the world and restore the righteous path!"
At this time, under the shocked gaze of everyone on the Golden Peak, an eminent monk suddenly appeared in the sky above the Golden Peak.
His body was huge. He put his palms together and his loose monk robe fluttered like a yellow flag.
He was already in human form, but his demonic golden vertical pupils and tattoo-like black scales on his skin proved that he had the blood of a python.
Before he arrived, the violent power of Buddha had already arrived. Everyone felt that their bones were cracking as if they were about to fall apart.
"Hiss! Xuan Ku … "
White Beard looked desperate. He staggered backward and gasped as if he had a toothache.
"Xuan Ku, you've already been kicked out of Golden Roc Temple. Why do you want to get involved in this mess today?"
Xiao Lengyu stepped forward and said, "We're in the same place.
"You and I are both in the Southern Territory. Usually, the Small Thunder Mountain and the Tingyu Tower have a close relationship. Do you have to fall out with them today?"
He was also trying to sow discord between Xuan Ku and Golden Roc Temple. He wanted to defeat Golden Roc Temple without a fight.
"You're friends with me. What right do you have?"
Xuan Ku looked proud and his tone was sarcastic. His eyes were as sharp as knives.
He roared, "I don't need to explain my actions to a nobody like you. You're not allowed to comment! Die! "
He just waved his sleeve casually.
Suddenly, a horrible black Demon Aura rolled down like a waterfall, sweeping the world and bombarding Xiao Lengyu.
"Sword Rain River!"
Xiao Lengyu was flustered and exasperated. He swung his sword.
When this sword slashed out, it was different from his usual desolate, cold, and desolate state. Torrential water vapour transformed into a surging river, crashing towards the black demonic aura. Using softness as strength, it was extremely violent.
Unfortunately, the black Demon Aura turned into a giant python shadow. It opened its bloody mouth and sucked the torrential Sword Qi and Xiao Lengyu into its stomach like a whale sucking in water.
The Demon Aura Python Dharma Form withdrew and its Divine Sense spread out. Everyone was shocked to see that.
Xiao Lengyu's Taoist robe had been corroded and torn. It was stained with blood and his breath was dry. He was on the verge of death. He had been seriously injured.
With one strike, Xiao Lengyu was defeated!
Little Rulai Xuan Ku's power was terrifying. No wonder he was the number one demon cultivator in the world and Lotus Rulai's favorite disciple.
At this moment, everyone was horrified. Their bodies were on the verge of collapsing. Even Huo Yan couldn't hold on. His legs were weak.
Xiao Lengyu was already a top-notch expert, but he still couldn't win in one strike. If they went up, they would only die.
"Benefactors, how long do you want to resist?"
Xuan Ku's face was hideous, and his vertical pupils were cold.
"I have the virtue of cherishing life and don't want to kill. However, if you don't know what's good for you, I can only kill you one by one until you surrender! "
Everyone was dead silent.
Many people were struggling, and their faces gradually turned pale. Their hearts wavered.
If Jiang Tian was still alive, even if Little Rulai Xuan Ku forced them to surrender, they could still hold on for a while.
However, all signs showed that the Taichu World Venerable might have already died. What was the point of holding on?
"Huo Yan, kneel down and surrender!"
Xuan Ku's eyes were filled with disdain as he shouted coldly.
"The Taichu World Venerable treated me like a parent. I'd rather die than surrender!"
A flame rushed up from the golden peak.
In the void, a white-haired old man appeared. The old man had a white beard and white hair. He was so old that he was beyond recognition, but his back was still straight, and his body was surrounded by flames.
"Alright, I'll fulfill your wish!"
Xuan Ku's vertical pupils gave off two cold rays as he raised his hand and smacked down on Huo Yan.
Boom!
A thousand-meter-long black palm covered in scales appeared. It was like a huge dark cloud that covered the sky and pressed down.
"Kill!"
Huo Yan's hair and beard stood up. In his dantian, the fire lotus spewed out and transformed into nine mighty fire dragons. They shook their heads and wagged their tails, baring their fangs and claws as they rushed into the sky.
However, they were still no match.
Boom!
Under the pressure of the giant palm, which was as heavy as a mountain, the nine fire dragons crumbled and disappeared like paper.
Huo Yan couldn't dodge in time and was heavily smacked down by the huge palm. The crisp sound of bones breaking rang out as Huo Yan sank deep into the ground. The entire golden peak shook as though there was an earthquake.
When the huge palm of demonic aura dissipated, everyone was shocked to see what had happened.
Huo Yan's bones had been broken, and his body was bleeding profusely. He was almost a meat patty, unconscious and on the verge of death.
In that instant, the entire place was dead silent. No one dared to refute him.
Many strong practitioners lowered their arrogant heads, deeply awed by Little Rulai Xuan Ku's peerless power. They suppressed him and didn't dare to fight him head-on.
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