Qin Wentian stood there, resembling a true divinity. Those demonic beasts naturally calmed down as they stared dumbfoundedly at that magnificent figure.
"Kill the human Wu Xiu? Two of your peak-stage greater demons joined forces to deal with Qin Wentian. Could it be that we, the immortal realms' Wu Xiu, are not allowed to participate in the battle? " Someone coldly spoke, his battle intent surging. The demonic beasts all let out low-sounding roars as the experts from the Netherworld Ao Race all rushed out, wanting to save the Netherworld Ao who was trapped.
The experts from the Beast God Sect also stepped out. They were all hidden in a layer of mist. Boundless chains of darkness whistled through the air, enveloping the entire area, locking down this entire space.
Qin Wentian didn't interfere in the battle over there. Although the methods of that expert from the Beast God Sect were somewhat sinister, how could the Netherworld Ao not be an extremely cruel greater demon? Just by looking at those heads, one could tell that he must have killed many human Wu Xiu. With regards to such a greater demon, how could Qin Wentian have any sympathy for him? It's fine if he just let them kill each other. In the outside world, the clash between the two major powers would naturally cause chaos in the immortal realms. He didn't want all the attention to be focused on him.
That violet-blooded demonic dragon stared at Qin Wentian before glancing at the battle between the expert from the Beast God Sect and the Netherworld Ao as he sighed in his heart. Seems like after the appearance of the Demon God Mountain, the greater demons of the Desolate Ten Thousand Mountain Range underwent a transformation, causing the Desolate Mountains to be too arrogant, looking down on the human geniuses of the immortal realms. This time, could be considered a lesson for them. Qin Wentian felt that it would be hard for him to win against Qin Wentian. As for that expert from the Beast God Sect, he also felt that Qin Wentian was extraordinary.
Wu Xiu, a human, was not like the Great Demons of the Desolate Land, who would reveal their violent nature. Some of them hid it very well.
"ROAR!" A draconic roar thundered out, shaking the heavens and earth. The purple-blood demonic dragon soared up into the air and departed. Although he hadn't used his full strength in this battle, he knew that he had already lost. The one who stood at the peak of the City of Ancient Emperors wouldn't be him. In that case, there was no meaning for him to continue staying here. The Dragon Race naturally had their own pride. He wouldn't stay here and hope for the greater demons of the Desolate Mountains to fight against humans. That would be meaningless.
Miserable cries rang out one after another. That Nether Ao was already struggling at death's door. He was about to be killed by the experts of the God Beast Church. His methods were cold and terrifying, causing everyone to feel terrified. The mysterious God Beast Church definitely couldn't be underestimated.
Qin Wentian glanced at the remaining experts. Only the apostle of the Devil Mountain, the Judiciary Priest, as well as Jiang Zihua of the immortal realms and the reverend of the Wenxin Temple had already participated.
"Do you guys have any guidance for me?" Qin Wentian stared at them as he asked.
"My Jiang Clan has never had any ill intentions towards Brother Qin. Back then, my younger brother Jiang Ziyu had once invited Brother Qin to join our Jiang Clan and treated you as an esteemed guest. Even now, I hope that there will be a chance for Brother Qin to pay a visit to my Jiang Clan." Jiang Zihua smiled. Back then, Qin Wentian already felt that Jiang Ziyu had ulterior motives. Also, his strength back then was extremely weak and he naturally wouldn't go. Now, he wouldn't go either. This Jiang Clan was mysterious and unfathomable, yet they cultivated buddhist arts. Although Jiang Zihua had a warm smile on his face, he still gave off an unfathomable feeling.
In fact, even with his eyes of truth, Qin Wentian couldn't see through Jiang Ziyu's thoughts.
"If there's a chance, I will pay a visit." Qin Wentian casually said. His tone was slightly perfunctory, and it was very easy to tell. Yet, Jiang Zihua still smiled and nodded. "Then I'll be looking forward to it."
After saying this, he turned his gaze towards the eminent monk of Wenxin Temple and said, "Grandmaster, you and I have both received the teachings of the buddhist orthodoxy and have always wanted to find an opportunity to spar with you. Now that this opportunity is right, what do you think, Grandmaster?"
"I have the same intention," the eminent monk of Wenxin Temple calmly replied.
"If that's the case, many thanks for your guidance, Grandmaster." Jiang Zihua took a step into the air. Buddhist light blazed on his body, and golden light sprinkled over the heavens and earth. His handsome figure emitted the brilliance of the buddhist path. At a glance, he was still extremely handsome.
"Grandmaster, please." Jiang Zihua was extremely courteous. It didn't seem like a battle at all, but more like a discussion about the buddhist path.
The eminent monk of Wenxin Temple stood at his original location, radiating buddhic light. A resplendent lamp appeared above his head, illuminating his body. His countenance was solemn and solemn, as though he had already attained the dao.
Bujie's gaze was filled with concern as he stared at the situation here. Although he had entered the Myriad Devil Islands and cultivated the devil arts of the Myriad Ancient Devil Hall, his heart was still tied to Wenxin Temple.
"This is clearly a great battle, yet he is so polite and pretentious. If he isn't transcendent, then he must be extremely evil. From my point of view, it's most probably the latter." Bujie faintly spoke. The devil cultivators beside him glanced at him as one of them laughed, "I feel that this Jiang Zihua has quite the demeanor, he seems extraordinary."
"You cultivate the devil path, how can your judgement be compared to us who cultivate both buddhists and devils? Both of us have the buddhist orthodoxy and one of us would definitely be eliminated. In fact, the price might even be death. In such a situation, would you still be so polite to your opponent?" Bujie laughed.
"Naturally not. If it was me, I would directly start a battle and kill him." That devil cultivator coldly replied.
"That's right, there's something strange going on. You are a life and death opponent, yet you're feigning civility and being too polite. If this isn't evil, what is it?" Bujie's tone was unkind, like Jiang Zihua had offended him. The devil cultivator at the side laughed and didn't argue. He could naturally tell that Bujie had some opinions about Jiang Zihua and was very unhappy with him. Maybe, it was because Jiang Zihua's opponent was an eminent monk of Wenxin Temple and he was once a disciple of Wenxin Temple.
As they spoke, Jiang Zihua and the eminent monk of Wenxin Temple had already started fighting. Both of them cultivated the power of buddhists and comprehended the buddhist orthodoxy. Jiang Zihua's buddhist attacks were unparalleled and had astonishing might. Other than buddhist attacks, he also had other means of attack. However, the eminent monk of Wenxin Temple used the purest buddhist attacks. The two of them collided in the air, and terrifying dharma bodies of buddhists appeared, engulfing everything in a shocking battle.
Qin Wentian was also watching the battle. At this moment, Jiang Zihua had actually formed thousands of external incarnations, each containing astonishing power. They attacked at the same time, and what was even more terrifying was that each of the external incarnations was actually different from each other. It was like thousands of dharma spells attacking at the same time, engulfing everything.
The eminent monk of Wenxin Temple put his hands together, and endless buddhist rules floated around him. Ancient runes flashed in the air, accompanied by the echoes of buddhist chants. A huge golden buddhist palm was born between heaven and earth, covering the heavens and the earth as it attacked forward. The buddhist palm was extremely powerful, shattering everything in its path.
The supreme buddhist palm destroyed everything. However, Jiang Zihua suddenly took a step forward, and his body disappeared from where he was. When he reappeared in the next moment, he was directly above the eminent monk of Wenxin Temple. The buddhist light was boundless, and an incomparably great buddha pressed down, crushing the heavens and the earth, directly pressing down on the eminent monk of Wenxin Temple. Even the spectators felt their hearts tremble violently.
The eminent monk of Wenxin Temple chanted loudly, not moving at all. His hands erupted with a dazzling brilliance, and one of the buddha beads on his hands shattered. A terrifying buddhist light enveloped his body, and with a loud rumble, the heavens and earth trembled. The two of them descended at the same time, stepping on the ground. In just an instant, the earth crazily cracked, spreading out like a spider web in all directions.
Bang, bang … The buddha beads were destroyed one by one, and suddenly, the buddhist light was extremely dazzling. A buddhist golden lotus appeared under his feet, rising up, and the Evil-Vanquishing Sword bloomed, rushing towards Jiang Zihua who was stepping on him. However, his own body was rapidly moving forward.
However, Jiang Zihua seemed to follow him like a shadow, always stepping on the top of his head, shouting, "Grandmaster, be careful."
As the sound of his voice faded, a thunderous rumbling sound rang out. Numerous supreme buddhas appeared in all directions, pressing down unceasingly, locking down this entire space. These buddhas chanted buddhic chants as boundless attacks blasted towards the reverend of the Askheart Temple.
The eminent monk of Wenxin Temple erupted with a myriad of buddhist palm imprints, blasting out in all directions, colliding with the buddhas. However, the attacks were all broken.
Seeing the buddhas rushing over, sealing the sky, the eminent monk of Wenxin Temple chanted again. He put his palms together, and the buddha beads in his hands were continuously crushed. A glazed buddhist light appeared on his body, and his entire body was golden, like a treasured body of the buddhist path, an indestructible dharma body. No matter how many attacks blasted at him, he remained unmoved, only willing to chant for eternity.
"Grandmaster, this junior has offended you," Jiang Zihua said calmly. Jiang Zihua spoke calmly, and in an instant, illusions seemed to appear in the sky. Countless incomparably charming and sexy women appeared, dancing gracefully, imprinting themselves into the mind of the eminent monk of Wenxin Temple. These women seemed to be born from illusions, but they were more real than reality. They kept taking off their clothes, revealing their skin that was whiter than snow, extremely seductive.
Even the spectators could see the enchanting scene. This illusion seemed to have turned into a real existence, bewitching people's hearts.
"Is this also a dharma?" Bujie shouted, his expression cold.
"All dharmas are interlinked, beauties are like skeletons," Jiang Zihua said calmly. The eminent monk of Wenxin Temple continued chanting, "Well said, beauties are like skeletons, unmoved by the buddha's heart."
Although this was the case, the dance of these seductive women was incomparably beautiful, able to cause people to sink in, constantly approaching the eminent monk. Many spectators felt somewhat uncontrollable when they saw the dance. They knew that this was an extremely powerful dance of bewitchment, wanting to break the buddha's heart.
"Despicable!" Bujie roared. Qin Wentian glanced at Bujie. Seems like this fellow still had feelings for Wenxin Temple.
Finally, a crisp sound rang out. Cracks appeared on the Undying Buddha Body of the eminent monk of Wenxin Temple. The body of the eminent monk was also cracking apart, with fresh blood seeping out. However, he was still as immovable as a mountain, chanting unceasingly.
"Stop the battle!" Bujie roared in rage, stepping out. The devil cultivators beside him started, but they still followed after him. After all, Bujie's status in the Myriad Ancient Devil Hall was extremely high.
"What do you guys want to do?" The experts of the Jiang Clan blocked their path. Jiang Ziyu was among them as well. He calmly spoke, "Even the esteemed monks of the Askheart Temple didn't interfere when peak characters challenged us to a battle. What do you guys from the devil path mean by this?"
"KILL!" How could Bujie care so much? He directly waved his hand and gave the command. After speaking, he took the initiative to punch out, directly aiming for Jiang Ziyu. He, Bujie, was a devil cultivator as well as a buddha cultivator. When he did things, why would he care so much about rules?
"Bujie, there's no need to interfere." That eminent monk spoke. Clearly, he was acquainted with Bujie. However, cracks appeared on his body as his injuries worsened.
"Master!" Bujie called out, his words causing the hearts of those from the Myriad Ancient Devil Hall to tremble as they finally understood something.
Qin Wentian's heart also trembled. So it turned out that this reverend was actually the master of Bujie.
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