Along with a creaking sound, the saber was lifted up. Smoke and dust rose, and the saber frame collapsed into pieces.
Few people in the world could lift this saber, or even hold it tightly. It was not hard to imagine how big the hand full of scars was.
"You stay here and watch. I'll be right back."
The deep and vigorous voice sounded again, coming out of the small temple, echoing in White Town, and falling into the sky.
Looking at the small temple, Zen Master's eyes were full of surprise, wondering if his injury had been healed. How could he get there from so far away?
The blood-red cliff suddenly collapsed. A powerful force gushed out from the underground and exploded right under the small temple.
Amidst the loud rumbling sound, the small temple was smashed into pieces. The strong wind whistled, and a huge silhouette could be vaguely seen breaking through the sky. It smashed hundreds of huge rocks and instantly became a small black dot high up in the sky. It entered the Emptiness Realm and disappeared.
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The wind was blowing by the East Sea.
The Chief Monk of the Instruction Hall of the Guocheng Temple and the unknown Nun Shui Yue Nunnery were sitting in the weeds. The wrinkles on their faces were deep, and the frost on their faces was even thicker, as if they had turned into two ice men.
The talisman paper on the cliff swayed with the wind, and the stone carvings faded away.
The blue seawater kept surging. It was unclear whether it was because of the mud and sand at the bottom of the sea or the influence of the peerless demonic magic, but the color of the seawater became darker and darker, as if it was ink.
The swordsmen of the Guocheng Temple and Shui Yue Nunnery were sitting around the cliff with their legs crossed, fighting against the extreme coldness. At the same time, they were trying to stabilize the Heavenly Well, but they were unable to do so.
Thin ice floated on the surface of the sea, like shredded paper falling on the ink pool.
With a splash, the Great Grandmaster of the Mysterious Dark Sect broke out of the sea. The sea breeze blew gently, and the water on his body disappeared. His sparse hair fluttered again.
He was about to break through the Thirty-three Levels of Heaven in the Heavenly Well. Even though he was a Great Grandmaster of the deviant sects in the Realm of the Imminent Deity, he was still exhausted and needed to adjust his Qi-circulation.
He didn't even look at the swordsmen of the Guocheng Temple and Shui Yue Nunnery. He squinted at the direction of the Aoyama, wondering how the Immortal was doing.
Suddenly, he sensed something and looked up at the sky.
The sky was dark blue and there was nothing out of the ordinary. However, his expression suddenly changed. With a look of disbelief, he muttered, "How can he be so strong! So fast! "
At this moment, a gust of wind suddenly came from the dark Heavenly Well. Then, the light in the air suddenly changed, and a light smoke swept out of the ground and landed on the cliff, right under a row of scriptures.
The Great Grandmaster of the Mysterious Dark Sect looked down at the bottom of the cliff and found that the person's eyebrows were very light and somewhat childish. Guessing the person's identity, he exclaimed in surprise, "You are still alive?"
That person was Tong Yan, who had escaped from the Underworld with the help of the Thousand-Mile Seal. Her face was pale, and her expression was gloomy. It was obvious that she was severely injured.
"If the Heavenly Well hadn't been opened up by you, I don't think it would have been so easy for me to come back," he said to the Great Ancestor of the Mysterious Dark Sect.
The Great Grandmaster of the Mysterious Dark Sect smiled and said, "Boy, do you think your return will solve these problems?"
"This junior has a low Cultivation state, so I can't; but someone else can, like that person who flew over from the sky earlier."
Having said this, Tong Yan patted the cliff wall with his hand, showing a sentimental and fortunate expression. His palm landed on the character at the bottom of the scriptures.
The character was dark red in color, so deep that it penetrated the cliff wall. It had faded a great deal earlier, but it became much brighter now thanks to the efforts of the Guocheng Temple and the highly achieved swordsmen of Shui Yue Nunnery.
The Great Grandmaster of the Mysterious Dark Sect didn't notice this detail, because his mind was still in a state of shock. "Is it really that person?" he murmured.
"I told the Underworld Master that Taiping Zhenren and you people had underestimated one person, and that person is him."
Tong Yan continued while patting the cliff wall, "It looks like what I said is not accurate. You people have underestimated many people … including me."
No sooner had he said this than he shattered the cliff wall with his palm and grabbed the dark red character from the broken stones.
The expression on the face of the Great Grandmaster of the Mysterious Dark Sect changed slightly. He waved his hand, and a band of extremely dark and gloomy demonic flame shot over.
Tong Yan didn't pay any attention to him. He slapped the wild grass by his side with his palm.
The Nun Shui Yue Nunnery who had broken the forbidding formation of the courtyard was in this patch of wild grass.
Did she choose a place to stay the moment she escaped from the Heavenly Well?
Pah!!! Tong Yan's right hand shattered the ice covering the head of the nun and poured the character into it.
The Nun Shui Yue Nunnery opened her eyes abruptly, revealing an incredulous and hopeless expression as she spat out a mouthful of fresh blood.
In the next moment, a great deal of blood sprayed out from the surface of her body.
The blood couldn't spill out, but it sprayed on the ice around her body, as if it had been dyed red.
In fact, her body had already been broken into countless pieces.
The character Tong Yan plucked from the scriptures on the cliff wall was "jie".
This scene was extremely weird and bloody, but he didn't see it himself. His body suddenly disappeared and drifted to the other side of the cliff.
The Demon Fire mixed with coldness and terrible heat roared from the seashore. The frozen wild grass was broken inch by inch and wrapped around his body.
The Escape Method of Heaven and Earth of Zhongzhou School was indeed powerful. At the most dangerous moment, Tong Yan's figure disappeared in the air again. When he reappeared, he had fallen into the wild grass on the other side of the cliff.
The Chief Monk of Scripture Preaching Hall of Guocheng Temple was in this patch of wild grass. His old face and skinny body were covered with thick ice.
Tong Yan had a very high talent for cultivation. After years of closed-door training in the hermit peaks of Aoyama, he had reached a very profound state. But it was difficult for him to kill this old monk in a short time.
At this moment, the horrible Demon Fire came to the front of the cliff. Like the dark night, it would devour everything.
Tong Yan didn't dodge anymore. Standing in front of the Chief Monk of Scripture Preaching Hall, he looked at the Demon Fire and the Great Grandmaster of Mysterious Dark Sect standing outside the Demon Fire. He slightly raised his eyebrows and suddenly smiled.
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The scheme of Taiping Zhenren seemed simple, but it was actually extraordinary. Even words that were commonly used to express extreme shock couldn't be used to describe it.
The scheme wasn't that complicated. It didn't have grass snakes, gray lines, or thousands of miles of hidden lines. It even seemed simple and crude, and was considered old-fashioned by Jing Luo.
But the scheme was too grand.
Whether it was in history books or in stories, there were many so-called grand arrangements. The overall situation was just one word, but what could be compared to this one?
This scheme used the force of nature to destroy the world. The heaven and earth were the real furnaces.
The Thousand-Mile Wind Corridor was the bellows.
The Heavenly Well was the smoke passage.
The Underworld River was the fire.
The Huge Whirlpool was the stove. The endless seawater that flowed into the Underworld through the Huge Whirlpool was the endless firewood.
It was hard to say which of these places was more important.
But there was a saying, "take the firewood from under the pot".
To stop this world-destroying scheme, the simplest way was, of course, to remove the firewood from the stove. At least, they couldn't let the firewood continue to fill the stove.
The Huge Whirlpool was the key to the entire scheme of world-destroying.
Hundreds of demons fell into the Huge Whirlpool painfully while competing with each other. They broke through the glass-like seawater and fell down along the waterfall, and were cut into countless blood clots by the formation.
The blood of the demons, which contained a greedy and brutal energy, dyed the rumbling seawater red like fog, making the Heavenly Slaying Formation more powerful.
In the deep part of the ocean, more demons were swimming toward the formation, leaving countless white lines in their wake.
Innumerable dark clouds gathered in the sky, and the downpour started. The dreadful energy exuded by countless demons could be sensed by heaven and earth. The lifeforms living in the ocean were terrified to the extreme; but they couldn't escape from the formidable energy and died one after another.
The dead fish were everywhere in the ocean. If someone sank to the bottom of the ocean and looked down, they would see a forest of corpses.
The Dark Phoenix was flying in the downpour, his wings flapping slowly. The lightning bolts were circling around him. Looking at the scene on the ocean, his eyes were devoid of any emotion. He appeared exceedingly cruel and confident.
To say nothing of the fact that the swordsmen of Chaotian couldn't come here, they were no match for him even if they could.
He was the guardian of Aoyama in the Heavenly Arrival State, and he was the main operator of the Heavenly Slaying Formation that day. As such, what could Bai Zhenren do to him even if he came here?
The downpour suddenly stopped.
The thunder stopped as well.
The Dark Phoenix suddenly felt uneasy, lifting his head to look at the sky.
Boom!!! A hole appeared in the sky.
To put it more precisely, the invisible barrier between the Empty Realm and the Chaotic Wind was broken forcefully, and it couldn't be repaired in a short time.
If the barrier of heaven and earth could be broken, the dark clouds would be even more so.
A ray of sunlight shone down from the high sky, passing through the dark clouds and reaching the surface of the ocean.
There was a huge figure in the ray of sunlight, surrounded by countless bolts of lightning.
The sunlight brought the figure down slowly to the surface of the ocean until it reached the Huge Whirlpool.
The demons who had broken through the waterfall and leaped toward the whirlpool and death suddenly let out shrill screams, showing extreme pain and fear, but also a hint of anticipation and relief.
The dark clouds dispersed at an unimaginable speed. The sunlight illuminated the ocean and the Huge Whirlpool again.
The huge figure turned out to be … a Buddha statue!
The Buddha statue faced the sunlight, its paint mottled. It was a terrible sight to behold, as if it had suffered all kinds of sufferings in the world, but its eyes were closed, as if it couldn't bear to see any suffering.
The Heavenly Killing Formation made the most intense reaction. Countless bloody and extremely powerful auras came from the surroundings and bombarded the Buddha statue.
The Buddha statue opened its eyes, the expression in his eyes calm and benevolent.
Looking at the countless dead creatures in the ocean and sensing the evilness and power of the Heavenly Slaying Formation, he raised his iron broadsword, the expression in his eyes turning cold and powerful.
The Buddha raised his broadsword.
And he became a saint.
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(I was in a bad mood yesterday, so I poured myself a glass of whiskey and drank with my friends in Yichang. Then I chatted with Butterfly Blue in the comments section of a friend's WeChat Moments and felt a bit better. Then I suddenly saw the Third Young Master say in the group that Lattice had left. To be honest, I was in a daze for a long time. We mortals can't become saints, so we can only try our best to live a happy life every day. I haven't seen Lattice for many years, and we haven't talked for a long time. But based on my understanding of him, his life was rich and reckless. May he rest in peace, and I hope he didn't suffer when he left. I wish everyone good health and a long life.)
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