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Chapter 509

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The entire scene fell into silence. No one dared to breathe. When they thought about what happened just now, they couldn't help but feel terrified. Terrifying, this was too terrifying.

Today, the four major powers had suffered a great loss. When they were fighting for the treasures, they had already lost many of their men, and now, two of their Fourth Grade Combat Kings had fallen. Tu Ran and Ling Yi, who managed to escape, were severely injured as well. One of them had lost an arm, and the other had lost a leg. Combined with the severe injuries inflicted by the Fudo Seal and the Heavenly Saint Sword, even if they could survive, their future cultivation would be greatly affected.

"Dear benefactors, are you staying here because you want me to release your souls from purgatory?"

Tyrant glanced around. Upon hearing his words, the onlookers immediately scattered like birds and beasts. Each of them ran faster than the last, and in the blink of an eye, all of them had disappeared. Damn it, who would dare to accept the monk's ability to release souls from purgatory?

After the chaos, the desolate island had returned to its usual calm. Tyrant's gaze finally fell onto Jiang Chen. After discovering Jiang Chen's true cultivation base, he was shocked. Although he was in secluded cultivation to absorb the sarira, he was still aware of everything that had happened outside the island, including the scene where Jiang Chen fought Ling Yi and killed Ye Wuyou.

Even the arrogant monk had to admit that Jiang Chen was the most talented genius he had ever seen. Although he was able to kill a Fourth Grade Combat King, he himself was also a Fourth Grade Combat King, while Jiang Chen was just a First Grade Combat King. If Jiang Chen was also a Fourth Grade Combat King, perhaps he would be able to kill any Sixth or Seventh Grade Combat King with ease.

"Amitabha."

Tyrant walked up to Jiang Chen, put on a serious expression and said, "Thank you for helping me, benefactor. I can't thank you enough."

Tyrant's words were very serious. Only he knew what had happened just now. To him, it was an extremely dangerous situation. If it wasn't for Jiang Chen's help, the consequences would be unimaginable.

"It looks like senior monk has already absorbed the sarira and broken through to the Fourth Grade Combat King realm. Congratulations!"

Jiang Chen said with a smile on his face.

"You recognize the Sarira?"

Buddhist sects in the Western Region rarely interacted with the other big regions. Buddhist sects had been declining in recent years. Relics were something that ordinary eminent monks wouldn't be able to keep. Unless they were from Buddhist sects, ordinary people wouldn't be able to recognize the relics. Previously, many geniuses from the four major powers had tried to snatch the relics, but they only thought that it was a treasure. They didn't know the origins of the relics. However, this white-robed youth in front of them had seen through the essence of the relics. How could Tyrant not be surprised?

"I have once received guidance from the ancestors of the Buddha Sect, so I have some relationship with the Buddha Sect. Of course, I know about the Sarira. A Third Grade Minor Saint Sarira will undoubtedly bring great benefits to you. With just this Sarira, you might be able to break through to the Combat Emperor realm. Of course, it's just a matter of time. The benefits that the Sarira will bring to you are not limited to this. You have cultivated the orthodox cultivation technique of the Buddha Sect, so your body already has the Origin of Buddha. The Sarira will make your Origin of Buddha purer and improve your potential.

It will bring endless benefits to you. "Jiang Chen said with a smile. There was nothing in this world that he didn't know.

After hearing what Jiang Chen said, Tyrant was stunned. The way he looked at Jiang Chen couldn't help but change. There was no way that he wouldn't be shocked because he didn't know much about the Sarira. Back then, he used the Buddhist Sect's divination technique to predict that a Sarira would be born in the Chaotic Ocean. That was why he rushed over. Even after obtaining the Sarira today, he could only feel the incomparably pure energy in it. He didn't know that it was a Third Grade Minor Saint Sarira. Or perhaps, this was the first time that Tyrant had seen a real Sarira. Everything he knew about the Sarira was just hearsay. Otherwise, he wouldn't have refined the Sarira rashly and almost brought disaster to himself.

"Benefactor is truly an extraordinary person. I will never forget the kindness of saving my life today."

Tyrant bowed slightly at Jiang Chen. He felt that this youth was full of mysteries.

"Please don't mind me, eminent monk. I, Jiang Chen, travel the world and do things according to my own preferences. As I have said before, I have a trace of relationship with the Buddhist Sect. When an eminent monk is in trouble, I will naturally lend a helping hand."

Brother Jiang said with a smile.

"Brother Jiang, please don't call me eminent monk. My Dharma name is Tyrant."

Tyrant announced his Dharma name for the first time.

* Pu *

Da Huang Dog, who had been silent all this while, burst into laughter. Immediately, he sneered at Tyrant. "For God's sake, don't Buddhists pay particular attention to keeping a low profile? Shouldn't your Dharma name be something like Wu Neng, Wu Jing, Wu Se, and Wu Qi? Why did you give yourself such a domineering name? "

Jiang Chen sighed. Why did this monk still call himself Tyrant? He might as well call him Tyrannical. Anyway, his way of doing things was completely different from that of an eminent monk. So, calling him Tyrannical was more than appropriate.

"This name was given to me by my master. When I was young, I was too mischievous and liked to stir up trouble. That's why my master gave me such a domineering name. Thank you, master."

The monk chuckled, revealing a pure and natural smile. Just by looking at his appearance, it was impossible to associate him with a monk who killed countless people.

"What a good master. However, I have to say, isn't it a little inappropriate for the three of us to chat here?"

Da Huang Dog said.

"Brother Dog is right. We can't stay here any longer. The four major powers will definitely not let this matter rest. We need to find a safe place. Follow me."

After saying that, Tyrant turned around and flew in another direction. Right at this moment, the Heavenhawk Island Lord, who had been waiting in the distance, suddenly blocked the path of the trio.

"Follow us for the time being."

Jiang Chen said to Zhuang Fan. He sympathized with Zhuang Fan's experience. Now, Zhuang Fan was basically driven into a dead end. That was why he followed Jiang Chen, hoping to use Jiang Chen to take revenge.

"Many thanks."

Hearing that Jiang Chen wanted him to follow them, Zhuang Fan's face instantly lit up. He immediately followed behind Jiang Chen.

Tyrant searched through the hidden areas of the Chaotic Ocean, but he still couldn't find a suitable place. The Chaotic Ocean was only so big. Trying to escape from the eyes of the four major powers was undoubtedly an incomparably difficult task.

However, if they were to escape from the Chaotic Ocean, they would have nowhere to go. The Liang Province was filled with the territories of the four major powers. Relatively speaking, the Chaotic Ocean was a chaotic place, and the four major powers didn't have jurisdiction over it.

"In my opinion, we can go to Heavenhawk Island."

Zhuang Fan suggested.

Zhuang Fan's suggestion caused Jiang Chen's eyes to light up. He immediately agreed, "Zhuang Fan is right. The most dangerous place is also the safest place. Today's chaos started from Heavenhawk Island. Who would've thought that we would return to Heavenhawk Island?"

"That's right. I still have some trusted subordinates on Heavenhawk Island. They can help us investigate the situation."

Zhuang Fan said.

The few of them instantly reached an agreement and flew toward Heavenhawk Island.

With their abilities, entering Heavenhawk Island without leaving a trace was an extremely simple task. They wouldn't be discovered at all.

In a courtyard on Heavenhawk Island, Zhuang Fan knelt down in front of Jiang Chen and kowtowed several times.

"You should be the Island Master of Heavenhawk Island, right? Why are you bowing to Brother Jiang so respectfully?"

Tyrant asked in confusion. When he first appeared, he was attracted by the sarira's aura, so he didn't know what had happened.

"Young master, please avenge Zhuang Fan. I only have one year left to live, and I'm willing to do anything for you."

Zhuang Fan pleaded.

Using his divine sense, Jiang Chen told Tyrant about Zhuang Fan's situation. After listening to Zhuang Fan's story, Tyrant immediately became anxious, "Motherfucker! This Xiao Nanfeng is worse than a beast! I really want to release him from purgatory!"

Jiang Chen and Da Huang Dog rolled their eyes. Couldn't this monk care about his image? You're still a monk on the surface, right? Why are you talking about motherfucker? Aren't you smearing the name of Buddhism?

"Zhuang Fan, I, Jiang Chen, don't help people easily. However, I've decided to help you this time. I promise you that I'll kill Xiao Nanfeng within a year, so that you can die in peace."

Jiang Chen spoke. After today's events, the relationship between him and the Shura Temple could no longer be eased. If they met again in the future, it would be a battle of life and death. Even with the Great Tycoon, it would be the same. Therefore, Jiang Chen agreed to Zhuang Fan's request without hesitation.

Zhuang Fan had cultivated a secret art of the demon race, causing his lifespan to be reduced to one year. However, this was nothing to Jiang Chen. If he gave the Sacred Heavenly Demonic Art to Zhuang Fan, not only would it help Zhuang Fan extend his lifespan, it would also increase his potential. His future achievements would be unimaginable.

However, Jiang Chen didn't take out the Sacred Heavenly Demonic Art. It wasn't that he was reluctant to give it to Zhuang Fan, but it wasn't necessary. Helping someone didn't mean that he had to let them live. Just like Zhuang Fan, letting him live was more painful than letting him die.

If it wasn't for his hatred, Zhuang Fan would have left with his wife and son three years ago, and he wouldn't have been able to live until today. What he was waiting for was revenge. Once Xiao Nanfeng died, he would have his revenge, and his lifelong wish would be fulfilled. At that point, living would be meaningless to him.

"Thank you, young master Jiang. If I can kill Xiao Nanfeng within a year, I, Zhuang Fan, will die with no regrets."

Zhuang Fan's face was filled with excitement. This young man in front of him was only a First Grade Combat King, and killing the mighty Xiao Nanfeng within a year was undoubtedly an extremely difficult task. However, at this moment, Zhuang Fan didn't doubt Jiang Chen's words at all.

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