On the road to the Tenryū Temple, Monk Zhen Hui led a group of warriors and slowly walked forward.
Halfway there, Monk Zhen Hui suddenly stopped and said to Wu Ming, "Wu Ming, bring Benefactor Ji back to the temple first. I have some important matters to attend to."
Wu Ming did not know why Monk Zhen Hui suddenly stopped. He was confused and said, "Yes, Uncle Master."
After Wu Ming led the group of warriors away, Monk Zhen Hui suddenly looked up at the sky and said loudly, "Benefactor, you have been following me all the way. Is there anything I can help you with?"
In the sky, Won Jin-yang, who was hiding his body, frowned slightly when he heard Zhen Hui's words. He did not expect Zhen Hui's spiritual sense to be so sensitive. He had already concealed his aura, but Zhen Hui still managed to detect him.
Since he had already been discovered, Won Jin-yang did not intend to hide anymore. He immediately extended his body and revealed himself in the sky.
Won Jin-yang had already returned to his original appearance. He was wearing a long green robe with mysterious patterns embroidered on it. Anyone who looked at it could not help but be lost in it.
Won Jin-yang slowly descended and came in front of Zhen Hui. He said, "What are you planning to do by spreading the teachings like this? Back then, you promised to seal the mountain for a hundred years. It has only been a little more than ten years and you have already opened the mountain gate and spread the teachings. You have violated the original oath. Don't the Tenryū Temple know the consequences of violating the oath?"
Monk Zhen Hui put his palms together and chanted the name of Buddha. "Benefactor Yuan is here. I am Zhen Hui. Greetings, Benefactor Yuan."
Won Jin-yang did not want to waste time with Zhen Hui. Instead, he asked, "What do you want?"
Zhen Hui did not answer his question. "When the Eight Ancestors created the Tenryū Temple, they wanted the world to be peaceful and everyone to be equal. They wanted to create a pure land together. However, things did not go according to their wishes. The Demon Clan fed on humans and caused them to live in an abyss of suffering. If it were not for the Eight Ancestors, Saint Emperor Guan, and other Primordial True Gods who suppressed the Demon Lord and restored peace to the world, the human race would have perished long ago. This time, I received a message from the Eight Ancestors to promote Buddhism and make the Zhenwu Continent a pure land without killing and deception. Therefore, the Tenryū Temple had no choice but to come out and spread the teachings. I hope Benefactor Yuan can report this to the Supreme so that the Tenryū Temple can fulfill our promise."
Won Jin-yang's expression changed. When he heard Zhen Hui's words, he finally understood why the eight light pillars had appeared in the Western Region during the divination.
It turned out that the Eight Ancestors of the Tenryū Temple had returned. He now understood everything clearly. The reason why the Tenryū Temple dared to violate the oath so unscrupulously was because the Eight Ancestors of the Heavenly Dragon Temple were supporting them.
"How dare you violate the oath you signed with the Emperor? Do you think that you can ignore the Emperor just because the Eight Ancestors have returned?"
Won Jin-yang scolded with a cold expression.
Hearing Won Jin-yang's scolding, Zhen Hui's expression changed and his body trembled slightly. No one dared to ignore Shen Lang's power. Even if the Eight Ancestors returned with great strength, in Zhen Hui's subconscious mind, they were not as powerful as Shen Lang.
Immediately, Zhen Hui's expression changed. His originally kind face turned cold. "Donor Yuan, the Eight Ancestors have their own plans for this matter. Please go back and report to the Supreme Being that the Eight Ancestors will pay a visit in a few days."
Won Jin-yang sneered. "Pay a visit? I don't think they will come with good intentions. The Tenryū Temple is still so arrogant. The Supreme Being has many strong men under his command. How can a small Tenryū Temple fight against him? This time, if you don't give the Emperor an explanation, I'm afraid it will be difficult for the Tenryū Temple to escape this disaster. "
After that, Won Jin-yang soared into the sky and flew toward the Central Region.
At this moment, a giant palm covered the entire sky and grabbed at Won Jin-yang.
"Hmm?"
Feeling the enormous power of the palm, Won Jin-yang's expression changed. The long sword on his back was instantly unsheathed. It followed Won Jin-yang's finger and slashed at the giant palm.
Puff!!!
The sound of cloth being torn was heard. The giant palm was cut by Won Jin-yang's long sword.
However, the attack did not stop there. When the giant palm was cut, a finger stretched out from behind the giant palm and pressed down on Won Jin-yang.
Bang!!!
Won Jin-yang's figure fell from the sky and smashed into the ground. The ground shook slightly.
Puff! Won Jin-yang spat out a mouthful of blood and his face turned pale. Although Won Jin-yang's strength had reached the peak of the Immortal Martial Arts Realm and was only one step away from the Void-breaking Realm, he was not in the Void-breaking Realm. In the face of the attack of a Void-breaking Realm expert, he had no power to resist at all.
A monk wearing a yellow frock and a blood-red cassock walked in the air. The monk's face was fierce and fierce, like an angry Vajra.
"Uncle Wei Yong."
When Zhen Hui saw the monk, he was shocked and hurriedly saluted.
Wei Yong was the senior brother of Wei Chen and Yui Kong. Wei Yong was an existence who was in seclusion in the Buddhist Domain. When the Tenryū Temple was fighting with Tianzun, Wei Yong wanted to come out and help. However, in the face of a True God expert like Tianzun, it was useless even if he came out. Therefore, he did not come out of the Buddhist Domain.
This time, the Eight Ancient Ancestors of the Tenryū Temple had returned and needed manpower. Therefore, Wei Yong came out of the Buddhist Domain.
Just now, Wei Yong heard the summons of the Eight Ancient Ancestors and came to capture Won Jin-yang. They wanted to delay Hades as much as possible and buy time for the Tenryū Temple.
The Eight Ancient Ancestors of the Tenryū Temple wanted to spread their teachings and collect incense in order to increase their strength. Buddhism was particular about karma. As long as there was enough incense, they would be able to obtain strength.
When the Eight Ancient Ancestors of the Tenryū Temple had just returned, they had wanted to meet Shenlang and Hades. However, after hearing Yui Kong's brief introduction, the Eight Ancient Ancestors of the Tenryū Temple decided to increase their strength before going to meet Shenlang.
Although Won Jin-yang was severely injured, he was not flustered at all. He operated the Ten Thousand Evolution Technique and a dense fog rose. Won Jin-yang's figure gradually faded and disappeared in front of Wei Yong and Zhen Hui.
"Oh no, he wants to escape."
Zhen Hui's expression changed when he could not sense Won Jin-yang's aura.
Today, the Tenryū Temple had attacked Won Jin-yang. Hades would not let it go. They needed time and could not let Hades know.
Wei Yong snorted coldly. "You go back to the temple first. I'll catch him."
As soon as his voice fell, Wei Yong's figure also disappeared in the sky.
Zhen Hui knew that since Wei Yong had taken action, Won Jin-yang's chances of escaping were slim. The Immortal Martial Arts Realm and the Void-breaking Realm were two different worlds. Even if Won Jin-yang was strong, he could not resist a Void-breaking Realm expert.
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