Li Qingshan felt his chest heat up. As he gazed at the scarlet-red face, he suddenly had no idea what to say.
The grand hall slowly collapsed as the majestic chanting echoed endlessly. It was invisible and weightless, but it felt like a mountain pressed down on him. It was like a surging river, constantly slapping and shaking up his soul. He could only suppress it with the spirit turtle.
His body was scarlet-red like fire too. Hot blood surged through his thin skin, like a river of magma flowing beneath the surface, ready to surge out and swallow him at any time.
Limits were meant to be broken through, and breaking through limits came with a price. He could not last for too long in this state.
However, the pain of both internal and external pressure paled in comparison to the hint of guilt in his heart. Just recently, the owner of this face had once used his life to protect him, allowing him to leave the Demon Suppression Tower calmly and allowing him to refine the End Wildflower blade.
He had always been clear about his debts of gratitude and grievances, yet he owed him far too much.
"Demon suppression!" the Unraging monk bellowed out.
A huge shadow obscured the sky. The pitch-black Demon Suppression Tower descended from above, as lofty as a mountain.
Li Qingshan raised his head. This was the largest Demon Suppression Tower he had ever seen in his life. This was not only because of the Unraging monk's extremely high cultivation of the Demon Suppression Statuary, but also because of his extremely powerful demonic nature.
Li Qingshan did not dodge. The moment the Demon Suppression Tower descended, he looked at the Unraging monk and said, "Master, I might be a daemon or a demon, but I'm not a bad person!"
Boom!
Great Buddha mountain shook, and Li Qingshan's figure vanished from below the Demon Suppression Tower.
The Unraging monk shuddered inside and clenched his fist. I know!
Below the Demon Suppression Tower, Li Qingshan's ears fell silent.
The mighty sound of Sanskrit was isolated outside, allowing his agitated soul to calm down. He understood that the Unraging monk had done this on purpose. He closed his eyes, but he raised the End Wildflower blade — I can't stop here yet!
"Qingshan, give me some time." The Unraging monk's voice rang out.
"Master, it's useless." Li Qingshan seemed to have guessed what the Unraging monk wanted to do. He could not help but shake his head. He gripped the hilt with both hands, but he did not swing down.
"Don't be angry, this is a good disciple you took in!" The scholarly great grandmaster shouted in anger.
"Master Zhu!" The Unraging monk looked back.
"Enough nonsense. Hurry up and open the pagoda so we can kill him!" Master Zhu raised his sword. His face was filled with killing intent.
The Unraging monk said. "I can send him to the Demon Suppression Hall …"
"Demon Suppression Hall, do you still want another Soaring Locust King?" Master Zhu interrupted and said with a sneer.
"North Moon is not the Flying Locust King!"
The Unraging monk said firmly. He knew there had been many conflicts between the "North Moon" and the cultivators of the Green province, but he would never simply believe that it was all one side's fault.
"Grandmaster Unraging. I know you've always pitied wretched daemons, but there definitely won't be a second outcome for what happened today. "" Yeah, don't ruin the monastery's unblemished reputation over a single misstep! "
All the Great Grandmasters gathered around and said.
Originally, when Li Qingshan was trapped in the Guardian King's Demon Subduing Formation, aside from the two great grandmasters of the school of Music and the Famers, the other Great Grandmasters struggled to interfere. Afterwards, when the buddha's palm slammed down, they felt like there was no need for them to interfere anymore.
Only when Li Qingshan cut through the Guardian King's Demon Subduing Formation, sent the Dauntless monk flying with a punch, and Little Ann turned the situation around in a single stroke did the Great Grandmasters return to their senses. Right when they were about to purge the daemon, they were stopped by the Demon Suppression Tower.
Gazes shot towards the Unraging monk, filled with disdain, ridicule, and criticism.
The Unraging monk faced them coldly, unfazed.
Master Zhu said, "Unraging monk. You've been deceived by daemons, leading a wolf into your home, resulting in the death of the Ming concubine. That's already a grave sin, yet you still refuse to cooperate with us. Hurry up and kill this daemon to redeem yourself. Don't tell me you're still trying to protect this daemon? "
"Old bastard, if you hate daemons so much, why don't you go slay dragons in the Ink sea? What're you making so much noise for?" the Unraging monk called out.
"You-" Master Zhu was taken aback. He never thought he would be bold enough to retort.
"Unraging, stop being so stubborn. Even if he's not a daemon, what he's done is still punishable by death. Where's the raging monk who abhorred evil in the past?" Chu Lie King walked over slowly and said sternly.
"Why would I tolerate evil and nurture evil? However, there's probably something very suspicious about this place. Otherwise, why would he insist on fighting here if he's not crazy? Even if we want to kill him, we need to get to the bottom of this first! "
The Unraging monk did not trust Li Qingshan blindly. Instead, he found the entire matter to be very unreasonable. Li Qingshan was violent, but he was not a man without brains. There must be a very deep reason why he would go as far as to expose himself and kill the Ming concubine at a time and place like this, even if he was in dire straits.
None of the Great Grandmasters were stupid either. They obviously had their suspicions, but this did not affect their determination to kill Li Qingshan.
No matter what the twists and turns were, it was not important at all. Just the fact that a Daemon King had publicly killed a great cultivator was enough to incite their common hatred for a common enemy.
"Don't you forget your identity!"
Chu Lie King said sternly. No matter how many reasons he had to prove that the Ming concubine deserved to die, he had to kill Li Qingshan no matter what.
As a matter of fact, this was no longer a personal grievance, but a conflict between humans and daemons. Even if the person Li Qingshan had killed was not the Ming concubine but some other unrelated great cultivator, he still had to lead everyone to kill the North Moon here as the leader of the cultivation community of the Green province.
"Is identity even more important than good or evil?" the Unraging monk bellowed furiously. His scarlet face was rather vicious, as if the Monk of Fury had come back to life.
In the past, the Monk of Fury did not care about his identity. He did not care whether they were mortal cultivators, humans, or daemons. He would kill the evil and save the good, stubbornly going his own way. In the end, he was surrounded by enemies and condemned by everyone, basically forced into dire straits. He had to rely on the protection of the sect to protect himself. He struggled to calm his anger, almost suffering from qi deviation.
"It's been so many years, yet you still don't get it?" Chu Lie King asked.
"Yeah, I don't get it. Is it wrong to be benevolent? Is it wrong to punish the evil and promote the good? Is it wrong to be equal? "The Unraging monk widened his eyes furiously.
"Junior brother!"
The Dauntless monk climbed up Great Buddha mountain again. The huge, golden buddha stopped halfway. He had also unleashed his guardian king's avatar to block it, so the impact he received was not particularly severe. His face became even uglier as he stared at the Unraging monk in shock.
It was like yesterday had replayed itself. The Monk of Fury from the past had questioned him three times in the grand hall!
Perhaps the Monk of Fury had never died. He had just hidden himself beneath Great Buddha mountain, refusing to let his anger be incited again.
Chu Lie King frowned firmly. Teacher Zhu said, "Your majesty, this bastard allied with daemons in the past, which is unacceptable to our cultivation community. Now that he's been contaminated by demon qi, he has completely fallen into the demonic path. The Chan Monastery of Deva-Nāga really doesn't know how to choose disciples."
With a clang, he drew his sword and pointed it at the Unraging monk. "Bald ass, if you still don't open the tower, don't blame my sword for being merciless!"
Before he had even finished talking, he suddenly took off, rushing towards the Demon Suppression Tower. Everyone else thought he was trying to cut through the Demon Suppression Tower, eager to fight to the death against the North Moon. They praised him inside for his courage!
However, Teacher Zhu was frightened. He felt like an invisible force had gripped him.
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