Three!
One of the Death God Mask's Secret Techniques, Void Shadow, appeared. The attack that the Holy Son Ming Xuan had been preparing for a long time struck the immaterialized Xiao Chen's body with terrifying Demonic Might.
The Holy Son Ming Xuan revealed a horrified expression as he passed through Xiao Chen's body.
This peak strike did not stop Xiao Chen for even a moment.
The Black Lotus Sect Venerate's smile did not fade as he continued to look at Xiao Chen coldly. He did not make a move, nor did his expression change.
Two!
One of the Death God Mask's Secret Techniques, Mask Clone, appeared. A masked clone appeared in the air.
When the Secret Technique was executed, Xiao Chen felt like his body split in two. No matter which one was destroyed, the other one would retain its strength and consciousness and continue living.
Xiao Chen finally understood why Sovereign Personages could not distinguish the real from the fake. It was because both were real.
Two seconds passed. After passing through Ming Xuan's obstruction, Xiao Chen was only one hundred meters from the Black Lotus Sect Venerate on the throne.
Xiao Chen locked onto Xiao Chen's aura, drove his Veritable Essence Energy, and layered his Great Dao Energy. His Dragon Might soared to its peak.
Xiao Chen waited for the final second to arrive.
Under the mask, Xiao Chen showed a grave expression, revealing a pair of Great Desolate Divine Eyes. However, there was only a cold murderous intent and a strange demonic nature, nothing else.
How long could one second be?
One breath, one blink. The moment one raised one's head, the moment one took a step, the moment one opened one's mouth, the moment one thought …
One second passed by.
However, in the eyes of experts, one second was enough to do many things.
One could soar into the air and flee far away. One could swing one hundred times. One could kill countless people. One could think of many things. One could … one could do many, many things.
The Black Lotus Sect Venerate only did one thing. He stood up from the throne.
Some people stood up because they were tired. Some people stood up because they wanted to leave. Some people were simply restless.
However, some people stood up for only one reason: they wanted to fight!
"Boom!"
Just as the Black Lotus Sect Venerate stood up again, a strong battle hunger surged out of his body and soared into the clouds. Then, it turned into a fierce flame that burned half the sky.
The clouds were burning, and flames filled the sky.
This battle intent was pure and simple, domineering and direct, and it caused the entire space to be locked down.
The two clones were forced to a halt in front of him.
Xiao Chen's thoughts froze. He couldn't move, he couldn't speak, and he couldn't think.
The Black Lotus Sect Venerate slowly stretched out his hand. However, just as he was about to touch Xiao Chen, his hand slowly approached Xiao Chen.
However, just as the Black Lotus Sect Venerate was about to touch Xiao Chen, the lower half of his body suddenly ignited. His hand stopped before Xiao Chen's forehead forever.
The Black Lotus Sect Venerate revealed a bitter smile as he said softly, "In my life, I have fought Sovereign Emperors, Sovereign Personages, and killed countless Holy Venerates. However, I have never fought a Star Venerate before. You should be proud … "
"Master!"
When the Holy Son Ming Xuan saw this scene, he cried out hoarsely in pain. He quickly ran over, wanting to grab the Black Lotus Sect Venerate's hand.
However, before the Black Lotus Sect Venerate could touch the remnant warmth in his hand, he turned into ashes. Then, he silently glanced at Ming Xuan.
The Black Lotus Sect Venerate's gaze was filled with anticipation and love. However, he could not continue looking. He only glanced at the Black Lotus Sect Venerate, who once moved unhindered, able to escape unscathed under the suppression of the four Buddhist temples.
The Black Lotus Sect Venerate vanished from this world forever. Only the blazing fire that burned half the sky proved the Black Lotus Sect Venerate's glory and past.
"Whoosh!"
The two clones landed on the ground and merged back into one. The Great Desolate Eon bloodline ended, and Xiao Chen vomited a mouthful of blood.
Injuries piled on top of injuries, Xiao Chen weakly fell to the ground. He did not know whether he won or lost.
The Holy Son Ming Xuan knelt on the ground and silently chanted scriptures. His spotless, untainted body gave off an incredibly pure Buddhist nature.
Xiao Chen held a stalk of Sword Monarch Grass in his hand. If he attacked at this moment, the Sword Monarch Grass's might would not allow him to escape.
With the Sword Monarch Grass's might, the Holy Son Ming Xuan would definitely die.
In the end, Xiao Chen did not make a move. Then, he slowly stood up and left this place, landing on the surface of the sea.
When Xiao Chen looked around, the surroundings were a mess.
The corpses of the Black Lotus Church's Protectors and arhats floated on the surface of the sea. Their blood mixed with the seawater, forming a pungent smell.
That smell was tragic and stirring.
The Black Lotus Sect was a declining sect, a faction that once stood on equal footing with the four Buddhist sects. Now, only four Star Venerates and more than one hundred Major Primal Core Venerates remained. Then, they all died here.
That person fought his entire life and died standing.
Ye Zifeng's senior brother had said clearly not to make a move for ten years. That person had staked everything on one throw and ended up in such a state.
The blazing flame in the sky continued to roar. The waves surged and roared endlessly. The Holy Son Ming Xuan piously chanted scriptures, and Buddhist sounds drifted out.
The blazing flame was the Black Lotus Holy Venerate's laughter after he broke free. The waves were the cries of the souls of the sect's heroes. The Buddhist sounds were blessings and prayers for the next life.
Some people were laughing, some people were crying, and some people were chanting scriptures.
Xiao Chen ignored them. He slowly walked towards the little monk's body in the seawater.
Xiao Chen's weak body swayed as he held the Tyrant Saber. His footsteps were slow as if he would drown in the huge waves at any moment.
However, even though this heart had been hurt by parting, it did not fear death. Wearing white robes and holding a saber, he would let the wind and waves surge through this life.
When a cold wind blew, Xiao Chen's thin body felt somewhat cold. When he looked up, sunlight shone down, welcoming his footsteps.
Xiao Chen glanced back and saw that the wind had stopped and the waves were gone. The bodies of the Black Lotus Church members floated quietly on the desolate sea.
The blazing flame in the sky extinguished. On the ship, the white-robed Holy Son Ming Xuan looked coldly at Xiao Chen.
New grudges and old grudges would be settled today.
However, Xiao Chen did not feel any joy or sorrow at this moment. He only glanced at the person at the bow of the ship before silently turning around.
Xiao Chen raised his leg and did his best to leap up. Then, he landed beside the little monk and picked him up.
The scarlet ring on Xiao Chen's finger turned into a flash of red light. The Demon Blood Vulture carried the two over the ship, continuing towards the trans-realm transportation formation.
Xiao Chen held the little monk's right hand and checked his pulse. His aura was weak, and his lifeforce was indistinct.
The little monk's lifeforce was slowly fading.
The Demon Subduing Ground Touching Imprint was a horrifying Buddhist sect Secret Technique. It was the strongest seal that the Gautama Buddha left behind before he became a Buddha.
Only the abbot or Holy Monk of the four great Buddhist temples could use it.
Xiao Chen did not know where the little monk found the courage to execute it. Furthermore, he succeeded in doing so.
However, the little monk had not expected that the price was not something that an insignificant novice monk could bear.
The little monk also forgot that his physical body was already extremely weak from the torment of the karmic flames.
The sins on the little monk's body were even more terrifying than Xiao Chen's. Holding the Buddhist sect's monk saber, he was destined to spend his life killing, living in sin.
Xiao Chen showed a helpless expression as he took out the mutated fruit that he obtained from the stone pillar with the divine flame. Originally, he had been saving it for when he went to the Divine Dragon Empire.
Now, he had no choice but to use it.
"I really owe you in my previous life."
After opening the little monk's mouth, Xiao Chen muttered and fed the little monk this strong and mysterious mutated fruit.
The instant the mutated fruit entered the little monk's body, his blood immediately surged.
The originally weak signs of life became like that of a ferocious beast. The little monk's pale complexion also turned red.
The better the effects, the more heartache Xiao Chen felt. Originally, he should have consumed it.
However, it did not matter. It was sufficient as long as he could survive this tribulation.
It was good that he was alive. Only by being alive would there be hope, only then could he have everything.
When Xiao Chen looked back, the flames in the sky had already completely vanished.
The burned clouds gathered once more. The final traces of the Black Lotus Sect Venerate in the world were gone.
However, just at this moment, a Buddhist Might surged out from that direction and soared into the clouds.
Countless black lotuses descended from the sky, and Buddhist chanting spread in all directions. Even when it reached Xiao Chen, he could still hear it lingering.
After a moment of comprehension, he became insufferably arrogant.
Xiao Chen knew that the Black Lotus Sect Venerate was already dead. However, he now had an enemy even more terrifying than the Black Lotus Sect Venerate.
Xiao Chen also understood why the Black Lotus Sect Venerate looked at the Holy Son Ming Xuan in the end.
More importantly, the Black Lotus Sect Venerate did not want the Holy Son Ming Xuan to make a move, as Xiao Chen still had means to perish together with the Black Lotus Sect Venerate.
Only by living would there be hope.
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