Chu Xiu made Long Shan disappear with five punches. This nearly scared Hei Jie and Lu Jadeite to death. They thought that Chu Xiu had turned Long Shan into ashes.
Long Shan was the number one warrior of the Luoshan Tribe. Although he was a simple-minded person, he was loyal and devoted to the Old Barbarian King. He was definitely the Old Barbarian King's trusted aide.
If Long Shan died, none of them would be able to leave the Luoshan Tribe today.
However, their worries were unnecessary. Chu Xiu knew the severity of the situation.
A fluctuation came from the ground. Long Shan struggled to climb out from the ground. His face was covered in dirt, but judging from his appearance, he was fine.
Chu Xiu said indifferently, "This time, you are convinced."
Long Shan said in a muffled voice, "Long Shan is convinced."
He was truly convinced, convinced from the bottom of his heart.
This guy was very simple-minded. He felt that he was at a disadvantage when using weapons. He felt that Chu Xiu had an unfair advantage when using secret techniques. But now, Chu Xiu had completely defeated him in strength, which he was most proficient in. Thus, he could not help but be convinced.
Chu Xiu turned his gaze to the Old Barbarian King and asked, "Senior, is it okay this time?"
The Old Barbarian King sighed, "Of course it's okay. You defeated Long Shan. Among the chiefs of the surrounding tribes, almost no one can fight against you.
I heard that although you are a Martial Immortal, your age is still among the younger generation in Jianghu.
"Talented people will appear in every generation. There are people like you in every generation among the humans, but there are only a handful of them in the history of the Berserkers."
The Old Barbarian King turned around and said a few words to the chiefs of the surrounding tribes. Then, he said to Chu Xiu, "You can bring your people over. However, remember to bring the people from the Black Luo Tribe. Let them open the way. Otherwise, these guys will not recognize you."
Chu Xiu cupped his hands and said, "Thank you, senior."
Time waits for no man. After he finished speaking, Chu Xiu immediately went back to receive the main force.
Although this trip to the south was somewhat different from what Chu Xiu imagined, the result was the same.
Just as Chu Xiu was passing through the Southern Barbaric Land, the entire Western Region was like a huge powder keg that was about to explode.
The Sky Luo Treasure Buddha gathered all the monks in the pavilions and gathered all the forces. They slowly advanced towards the Sanskrit Sect. This move caught the Sanskrit Sect off guard.
In the center of the western part of the Western Region, where the Sanskrit Hall was located.
The pitch-black hall was engraved with all sorts of strange Sanskrit characters. There was not a single window in the hall, and the interior was filled with chaotic mist and radiance.
In the north of the hall stood a huge statue. It had three heads and eight arms, and its feet were on the ground while its head was in the sky. At the center was a boundless chaotic mist, and its face couldn't be seen clearly. It gave off an ancient and mysterious feeling.
In the beginning, the Sanskrit Sect was not a single entity. Instead, there were three opposing gods, and they fought and killed each other.
However, in the later stages, a stunning existence appeared in the Sanskrit Sect. He united the three gods and united the Sanskrit Sect, which was on the verge of splitting up, into one. Only then did it become a large Buddhist sect that could stand shoulder to shoulder with the Sky Luo Treasure Buddha.
The statue behind them was not the three gods of the Sanskrit Sect. Instead, it was the supreme existence that they worshiped after the three gods united. It had no name, and was the creator of the entire world.
At that moment, there were several dozen people gathered at the foot of the huge statue. They were the rulers of the three shrines of the Sanskrit Sect, as well as the various Divine Palaces.
Standing in the center was a white-haired middle-aged man. He wore a silver robe, and his white hair emitted a silver luster. It was combed meticulously by him.
That middle-aged man was the current head of the Brahma Palace, Lou Naga. He was an expert in the eighth level of Martial Immortal realm.
Beside him stood a thin and withered old man in black clothing.
That old man's eyes were extremely strange. One could not see his pupils. One was pitch-black, as if filled with demonic aura, and the other was blood-red, as if soaked in blood.
That old man was the head of the Shiva Palace, Yan Mo. He was also an existence in the eighth level of Martial Immortal realm.
After the head of the Sanskrit Sect left, the entire Sanskrit Sect was actually managed by the heads of the three shrines. But now that the Vishnu Palace no longer had a head, the Sanskrit Sect was managed by the three of them.
The Sky Luo Treasure Buddha had already started to gather its forces and advance. It was clear that it wanted to fight against the Sanskrit Sect. That made the people of the Sanskrit Sect incomparably nervous.
After all, in terms of power, the Sanskrit Sect was inferior to the Sky Luo Treasure Buddha.
The heads of the various Divine Palaces were arguing and discussing. They belonged to the three shrines, and there was already some discord between them. In addition to the tense atmosphere, the people below were on the verge of fighting.
"All of you, shut up!"
Lou Naga shouted in a low voice. The scene instantly became deathly silent.
"Can arguing make the people of the Sky Luo Treasure Buddha retreat? Today, everyone gathered here is to think of a plan to deal with the Sky Luo Treasure Buddha, not to argue! "
Yan Mo said in a hoarse voice, "What plan is there to think of? Different situations call for different actions. Those bald donkeys want to take advantage of the Sanskrit Sect's weakness. Then, we'll turn them into dead bald donkeys! "
Yan Mo's words contained extreme murderous intent. It was as if there was a boundless sea of blood surging.
Lou Naga said in a low voice, "Even so, there's still something wrong. The people of the Sky Luo Treasure Buddha attacked too suddenly.
They should know that the formation between the Upper and Lower Realms can't hold for much longer. Who knows when it will completely shatter.
At that time, the Daluotian will usher in a new era of great competition. Aren't they afraid of losing too much of their strength by attacking the Sanskrit Sect at this time, causing them to be eliminated in this era of great competition? "
Previously, when the Sanskrit Sect and the Sky Luo Treasure Buddha were confronting each other, both sides had a tacit understanding. That was, they were in a stalemate.
But now, this tacit understanding was suddenly broken by the Sky Luo Treasure Buddha.
Yan Mo sneered, "Those bald donkeys hate us to the core. What can't they do? But it doesn't matter. Since they want to attack, the Sanskrit Sect will accompany them to the end! "
Lou Naga glanced at Yan Mo with a trace of dissatisfaction in his eyes.
The people of the Shiva Palace were always like this. They didn't care about the big picture. They only knew how to fight and kill.
Of course, in this situation, they had no other choice but to fight.
Lou Naga said in a low voice, "Yan Mo, your Shiva Palace is the strongest. This time, your Shiva Palace will be the first to go up. Do you have any objections?"
Yan Mo laughed strangely. "Isn't it always like this? Don't worry, no one in the Shiva Palace is afraid of death. The warriors who die in battle will naturally go and meet the Great God Shiva. "
Lou Naga's eyebrows twitched. Yan Mo's words seemed to imply that his people were afraid of death.
Lou Naga snorted lightly. He didn't argue with Yan Mo at this time. He continued to instruct the other palaces. Finally, he said, "The Vishnu Palace doesn't have a Palace Master. So in this battle, all of you will stay at the back. The Vishnu Palace contains all sorts of secret techniques and rare treasures that have been researched halfway. Those things cannot be damaged. "
Yan Mo nodded indifferently. He didn't have any objections. In any case, the Vishnu Palace was the weakest among them. Most of the time, they wouldn't attack.
After instructing everyone, Lou Naga suddenly turned his gaze to Yindala.
"Yindala, you don't have to fight in this battle. Stay at the back and guard the Vishnu Palace."
Hearing that, Yindala was taken aback. Then, he said with dissatisfaction, "Why should I guard the back? With my strength, am I only fit to guard the back? "
Almost everyone in the Shiva Palace loved to fight. Especially a madman like Yindala.
In such a shocking battle, Lou Naga actually wanted him to guard the back. How could Yindala tolerate that?
Lou Naga said in a low voice, "It's because you're strong that I want you to guard the back.
Yindala, don't think that you can stand shoulder to shoulder with a seventh layer Martial Immortal just because you've killed one.
The characteristics of your techniques are suitable for one-on-one attacks. At that time, you can rely on the World Annihilation Flame that can tear apart any power of laws to unleash its greatest effect.
But this time, the Heavenly Treasure Buddha has sent everyone to the battlefield. Our Sanskrit Sect has done the same.
In such an environment, once a chaotic battle begins, you will lose all your advantages. You might even be inferior to an ordinary fifth layer Martial Immortal.
Right now, other than Anasiro, the old man, there isn't a single Martial Immortal in the Vishnu Palace. Letting you go is also to protect the Vishnu Palace, and also for the sake of the overall situation. "
Yindala was still a bit unconvinced. He couldn't help but turn his gaze to Yan Mo.
After all, Yan Mo was his superior. He could be considered half a teacher to him. Half of what he had learned was taught by Yan Mo.
Yan Mo's mind wasn't only filled with killing. He also knew what Lou Naga said was reasonable.
"Just do as Lou Naga said. If you want to attack, there will be plenty of opportunities. This time, you guarding the back is indeed more valuable than charging at the front. "
Hearing Yan Mo's words, Yindala could only nod in agreement.
Lou Naga looked around and said in a deep voice, "Since that's the case, go back and gather the cultivators in your Divine Palaces. Prepare to fight the Heavenly Treasure Buddha! Even if our Sanskrit Sect is at a disadvantage right now, when the Heavenly Treasure Buddha comes, we will leave a pile of bald heads behind! "
With that order, the Sanskrit Sect that occupied half of the Western Region started to move. All the Divine Palaces and cultivators on the Sanskrit Sect's side started to gather.
When the Heavenly Treasure Buddha pushed the cultivators into the Sanskrit Sect's territory, the cultivators on the Sanskrit Sect's side also finished their preparations.
When it came to a battle between two large sects of this level, there wasn't much that could be done. Because both sides understood each other's strength too well. They could even accurately estimate the approximate number of people in each pavilion or Divine Palace.
So, in a situation like that, all methods were useless. In the end, they could only use all their strength. What they were competing on was the fundamental strength of both sides.
In fact, in the past ten thousand years, both sides had fought this kind of battle many times. Although there were wins and losses every time, they had never been able to completely destroy the other side.
The Sanskrit Sect thought that the result this time would be the same. But they didn't expect that the Heavenly Treasure Buddha, who never liked to use tricks and schemes, would give them a different 'surprise' this time.
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