Before Jiang Aijian could turn around, he saw the black-clad cultivators being sent flying by the golden light.
They didn't even have the chance to meet face to face.
The expressions of the righteous cultivators changed slightly.
The people from the Fiend Temple raised their heads.
All five of them had the cultivation bases of the Divine Court realm. They were also the Fiend Temple's main force.
Who would have thought that Kong Xuan would only need a single move to repel all of them?
The Fiend Temple's Third Seat, Duan Xing, was the only one who remained calm and collected.
He looked at Kong Xuan with killing intent in his eyes.
"To think that Kong Xuan has such a cultivation base … If Zhang Kong Yuanfang were here, how powerful would he be?" the Clarity Sect's cultivator said.
In Lu Zhou's memories, the Temple of Great Emptiness did not concern itself with worldly affairs.
The Temple of Great Emptiness was rarely involved in the many major events in the cultivation world in the past. Rumor had it that the abbot of the Temple of Great Emptiness was a genius in the Zen Sect of Buddhism. He was obsessed with the Zen Sect and had once become a Buddha. However, rumors were just rumors. Back then, Zhao Yue had met the Temple of Great Emptiness' Kong Ming by chance. The two of them had a dispute, and Kong Ming had died in Zhao Yue's hands. If he really became a Profound Heaven Saint Realm cultivator, how could he let Zhao Yue go?
Now that the Temple of Great Emptiness was interfering in the grand ceremony, it was clear they viewed the Evil Sky Pavilion as an enemy.
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The Fiend Temple's Third Seat, Duan Xing, glanced at his subordinate who had fallen to the ground and said indifferently, "Kong Xuan … An honest man doesn't resort to insinuations. You were the one who transferred the elders of the Clarity Sect and the Righteous Sect away, right? "
Kong Xuan shook his head. "The Temple of Great Emptiness does things in an open and aboveboard manner. There's no need for them to resort to such methods."
"Honest and upright? The staff-wielding monk outside the holy altar belongs to your Temple of Great Emptiness, right? "Duan Xing asked disapprovingly.
"It seems like you have a deep misunderstanding of the Temple of Great Emptiness, Benefactor Duan … If you wish to stop me, I'll accompany you to the end."
Both sides were at daggers drawn.
Meanwhile.
Jiang Aijian chuckled and said, "Old Mister, didn't I say so? Sword Maniac Chen Wenjie's position was unclear. He had killed many experts from the Clarity Sect and the Righteous Sect. He still dares to jump out. These two Daos can't wait to grind his bones to dust. "
Lu Zhou asked in confusion, "Chen Wenjie's stance is unclear?"
"Old mister, think about it. Sell the sword to me … I'll tell you anything you want to know." Jiang Aijian covered his mouth and said in a hushed tone, "I also know who the wife of the Righteous Sect's Sect Master, Zhang Yuanshan, is with …" After he finished speaking, he winked at Lu Zhou as though there was nothing under the heavens that he did not know.
Lu Zhou was rendered speechless. His wizened face remained impassive.
Zhang Yuanshan, that old man, had insulted me so many times. Could it be that this green light was predestined?
Cough.
Lu Zhou collected his thoughts and continued to pay attention to the changes in the battlefield.
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The Fiend Temple's Duan Xing slowly rose to his feet and raised his arms. His subordinates behind him received the black robes respectfully.
Duan Xing's appearance appeared in front of everyone … He was a young man with a long face, a pointed mouth, and a cold gaze.
"Bald donkey, if you want to take Zhao Yue away … I won't allow it."
His words fell.
Duan Xing's figure disappeared.
In the next second, he appeared before Kong Xuan.
"Nascent Divinity Tribulation realm!"
With just a glance, he could tell that this person was an expert.
Everyone's expression changed drastically.
They did not expect to encounter a Nascent Divinity Tribulation realm elite at a small holy altar grand ceremony.
It seemed like the death of the Fiend Temple's Zuo Xinchan had made them care about Zhao Yue. It was no wonder Duan Xing did not agree to it. Zuo Xinchan was the only Nascent Divinity Tribulation realm elite who cultivated the Fiend Zen to a Four-leaf Golden Lotus in the past century. However, he died in the Evil Sky Pavilion. How could they not be angry?
"Arhat Golden Body!"
Kong Xuan activated his Golden Body again.
His kasaya rippled with energy.
In the next moment …
Duan Xing's silhouettes appeared. Ten, a hundred, a thousand silhouettes surrounded Kong Xuan and attacked him.
The others were dumbfounded.
'What cultivation method is this?
Why haven't I seen it before? '
Even the Fiend Temple's subordinates shook their heads in awe. They had never seen such a dazzling cultivation method before.
Whether it was the Noble Path or the Fiend Path, few cultivation methods focused on speed.
Indeed, these afterimages were created when one's speed was at its peak.
"Daoist cultivation method, Dao Invisibility," Lu Zhou said as he stroked his beard.
Jiang Aijian was slightly surprised. "You recognize it, old mister?"
"This cultivation method originated from the Daoist Sect. It was lost after it was passed down to Fuyu," Lu Zhou said.
"Fuyu? The Other Tribes … "Jiang Aijian's eyes widened as he looked at the Fiend Temple's Third Seat and the dazzling silhouettes on the plaza.
There was no place for the Other Tribes under Great Yan's skies.
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The thousands of silhouettes landed on the Arhat Golden Body.
Kong Xuan felt the immense pressure as well. He frowned slightly.
"As expected of the Fiend Temple's Third Seat … I've underestimated the cultivation base of a Nascent Divinity Tribulation realm cultivator."
Bam! Bam!
The fist shadows struck the Golden Body with a gust of energy.
The entire plaza was filled with crisscrossing energy.
Those who were closer had to take a few steps back to avoid being accidentally injured.
"In that case, I won't hold back anymore."
Kong Xuan made a hand gesture.
Primal Qi circulated around his hands.
"Seeing One's Nature."
His heart was clear and as steady as Mount Tai!
Dhyana Mudra!
As soon as this mudra appeared, the thousands of silhouettes were dispersed by the Dhyana Mudra.
Duan Xing's body froze as though he was frozen in place.
It was in this short second that Chen Xiaobei's eyes widened.
Kong Xuan's hand gesture changed again.
The Dhyana Mudra disappeared.
He launched a hand seal at Duan Xing!
Great Vajra Wheel Hand Seal?
Whizz!
Duan Xing frowned slightly. He raised his arms. A Four-leaf Golden Lotus avatar!
He managed to block this ultimate move.
It was as though a diamond ring had struck a solid wall and was repelled.
The cultivators quickly moved away from it.
The hand seal landed on the holy altar's porch.
The 48 porches vibrated violently.
The shockwaves from the energy were like a gale as they spread out in all directions.
The main door in the middle, the holiest, tallest, and largest door of the holy altar, opened with a clang.
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"Holy Maiden!"
The cultivators from the Noble and Fiend Sects looked over.
There was a small round platform at the center of the main door. On the round platform, Zhao Yue was tied to a pillar.
Apart from anger, there was no struggle in her eyes.
A Golden Lotus was drawn between her brows. It was a bright red Golden Lotus.
"The she-villain, Zhao Yue!"
The crowd exclaimed in shock.
Lu Zhou looked up and saw Zhao Yue.
There was no fluctuation of aura from Zhao Yue. As expected, her cultivation base was sealed.
Kong Xuan maintained the Arhat Golden Body and said proudly, "Benefactor, why do you have to make things difficult for me?"
"Stinking monk … If this is all you've got, I advise you to hurry up and flee with this bunch of bald donkeys," Duan Xing said coldly.
With the support of his Four-leaf Golden Lotus Avatar,
His aura was also much stronger than before.
Kong Xuan raised his hands and put his palms together. "Since Benefactor Duan wants to stop me, this old monk won't stand on ceremony."
Boom!
The Arhat Golden Body dispersed.
He placed one hand under his chin and sat down.
An Arhat Golden Avatar spread out.
Buzz.
All the monks around the altar threw away the rods in their hands and put their palms together in front of them.
The monks around the flying chariot shifted their formation as well.
The sound of chanting resounded throughout the holy altar!
Lu Zhou's expression was calm, but he was inwardly shocked.
"Sanskrit Lullaby?"
This was bad.
How could the middle stage of the Sense Condensing Realm block it?
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