Yi Qing looked down at Fatty who had already fainted, and directly conjured a seal. A stream of spirit Qi instantly swept towards his primordial spirit, and in no time, a red mark slowly floated above Fatty's head.
"Hao Ran Court and Divine Imperial Sect are in cahoots, Fatty was already imprinted long ago." Yi Qing let out a long sigh and said, "They racked their brains to transfer Fatty's corpse here, not wanting Fatty's soul to reincarnate into other small worlds, and in addition, rumor has it that the previous sect masters of Divine Imperial Sect were born weak and could not live past thirty, all these added together … it's obvious."
Yi Qing looked down at the surrounding bones, and said word by word, "It's not Fatty's first time being the sect master of Divine Imperial Sect, and these bones … are all Fatty!" The Fatty who would be stripped of his flesh and blood by those cultivators in every lifetime for ascension, and even his bones would be squeezed out of him to the last bit of merit!
That's why when he arrived here, he suddenly became so abnormal, so agitated, because every piece of bone at the bottom of the water was all him! Because of his special flesh and blood, he was a golden body of merit in every lifetime. That's why in every lifetime he reincarnated in this small world, he died in the hands of those cultivators, for the so-called cultivation, they used him completely.
They even left imprints on his primordial spirit, controlling all his reincarnations, and kept him in Divine Imperial Sect like a pig waiting to be slaughtered.
He couldn't help but cry to Shen Ying, but it was just … complaining, an injustice that even the Heavenly Dao couldn't sue, he could only complain to Shen Ying.
"Shit!" Lonemoon shouted, a never before felt anger rising from the bottom of his heart. "These bastards!" Instantly, the sword Qi on his body burst out uncontrollably, sweeping towards the entire bottom of the water like a sharp blade, and in an instant, all the bones on the ground were turned into ashes. The soaring sword Qi broke out of the water, and the water that was originally more than ten meters deep instantly evaporated.
Lonemoon's figure flashed, and he was already flying up into the sky.
Yi Qing subconsciously summoned his sword, wanting to follow and help.
"Chef." Shen Ying suddenly tugged at him. "When adults do things, we children shouldn't interfere." With that said, she pointed to the person at her feet. "Take Fatty, we'll just watch." If you leave, no one will carry Fatty.
"Yes, Master!" Yi Qing sheathed his sword without hesitation. He picked up Fatty, who weighed more than 150 kilograms, and directly flew out of the completely dry water. When they flew up, they found out that they were in the huge lotus pond at the back mountain of Hao Ran Court.
Sure enough, the thick stench of blood and killing intent he smelled in this place was not wrong at all. Speaking of which, it was quite ironic. A group of Buddhist cultivators who focused on cultivating merit actually all had their cultivation base from the corpses of those who died wrongfully in this pool.
The commotion here naturally alerted the people of Hao Ran Court. In less than ten breaths' time, Chan Ji led the group of cultivators out. When he saw Lonemoon in the sky, he was shocked and his face was filled with disbelief.
"You … How could you?" Chan Ji's eyes widened. "That's impossible!"
"Hmph!" Lonemoon sneered. "Are you surprised that you didn't get eaten by the beast as you wished? Don't worry, you'll be even more surprised. "
As soon as he finished speaking, he turned his hand and a sky full of spiritual swords instantly appeared. They densely occupied the entire sky and set up a sky full of swords. With a completely irresistible pressure, they blotted out the sky and covered the earth.
Chan Ji's legs trembled. He lost his balance and fell from the sky. The other cultivators around him were the same. They were so suppressed that they could not even lift their heads.
"Who exactly are you?" Chan Ji looked at the person in the sky in shock. The kind mask on his face was long gone. In fact, there was a vicious look on his face. This kind of power could not belong to an ordinary cultivator. Suddenly, he thought of something and widened his eyes. Could this person be someone from the Upper Realm?
"Who am I? I'm Fatty's Master! "Lonemoon's eyes turned cold." I'm not much of a person. I'm just very protective! Although he's a fatty, it's not your place to bully him! " As he spoke, an even more powerful force descended. The people below could not withstand it. They felt their blood boil and spat out blood.
"Aiyaya …" Shen Ying clicked her tongue in an exaggerated manner. She looked up at the furious Father Niu and said, "Father Niu really treats Fatty differently."
Yi Qing paused and hurriedly said, "Master is right!"
Chan Ji could not hold on any longer. Just as his divine perception was about to be crushed by the suppressive force, a figure suddenly flew up from the mountain peak.
"Heretic cultivator, don't you dare be so arrogant!" The patriarch of Hao Ran Court, Earth Immortal Jing De, rushed out and threw the Dharma artifact in his hand at Lonemoon. Instantly, a huge green umbrella appeared in the sky. It grew ten times bigger and emitted a white light. It attacked Lonemoon.
"Immortal artifact?" Lonemoon paused. He recognized that this was the umbrella that Divine Imperial Sect had taken out twice. They were indeed jackals of the same tribe. The anger in Lonemoon's heart rose once again. He waved the sword in his hand and a ray of sword Qi flew towards the umbrella.
"Hmph, you think you can defeat me-" Before Jing De could finish his sentence, the umbrella was cut in half by the sword. All the Immortal Qi disappeared and the umbrella fell to the ground.
Lonemoon had not liked this umbrella for a long time. It was clearly a piece of trash. How many times had it appeared?
Jing De's eyes widened in disbelief. His immortal artifact was immediately hit by a huge pain in his chest. The backlash from the destruction of his Dharma artifact hit him. His Qi and blood flowed in reverse and he spat out a mouthful of blood. He could not even fly his sword and fell to the ground with Chan Ji and the others.
"Hmph, what kind of trash dares to call itself an immortal artifact?" Lonemoon's mocking mode was on full display. "I'll show you what a real immortal artifact is." With that said, he turned his hand and a huge golden bell appeared in his hand. It grew bigger instantly.
Yi Qing, who was watching the show from below, stiffened. Frowning, he asked, "Master, Father Niu's is a divine artifact, right?"
This was obviously the Divine Refining Bell, one of the ten great divine artifacts. Although this was obviously a replica that Father Niu had Xun Shu make, it was still a divine artifact!
Shen Ying patted his shoulder. "Hey, if Father Niu says it's an immortal artifact, then it is an immortal artifact, right?"
"Master is right, that is an immortal artifact!"
Fatty, who had just woken up: "…"
The Divine Refining Bell had already fallen. Yi Qing hurriedly brought his Master and the 150 kilogram fatty out of Hao Ran Court. They hid further away.
In the next moment, there was a series of rumbling sounds. Under the immense pressure, a large portion of the originally magnificent palace collapsed. The entire mountain of Hao Ran Court began to collapse, falling into the sea below as if it was falling apart.
Just as Chan Ji and the others were about to be crushed under the bell, a golden light flashed. The falling Divine Refining Bell suddenly stopped in mid-air.
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