"Evil demons and demonic cultivators, Buddhism shall not tolerate you!!!"
In the Golden Dipper Forest, Abbot Wuyou was still furiously attacking. His body was covered in wounds, but the formations were also on the verge of collapse.
He was, after all, the most profound Buddhist cultivator in all of the Azure Cloud region.
Even though only a few people were fighting, the Golden Dipper Forest was completely still, the ground compacted by the force of their blows. No dust could be stirred up anymore.
Blood was everywhere—the blood of the Seven Ironclad and the Blood Frenzy Demon Lord.
Even with their combined strength, the seven of them were being killed repeatedly by Abbot Wuyou!
And now...
"BOOM!"
With a simultaneous strike from his six arms, despite having lost half his strength, he finally broke free from the Blood Frenzy Demon Lord's harassment and shattered the formation!
He charged towards Xu Cuihua, closing the distance between them.
Xu Cuihua seemed to be in a trance, still standing on the Primordial Blood Tree, her enchanting words flowing incessantly.
Abbot Wuyou even saw, Xu Cuihua, immobilized by his Buddhist aura, the demoness staring wide-eyed in terror, her mouth agape.
"No!"
Xu Cuihua stood rooted to the spot, disbelief etched on her face. Her three fluffy tails were still swaying, but she truly couldn't move. Sanskrit Buddhist inscriptions enveloped and bound her. How powerful were the techniques of a Nascent Soul cultivator!
The roots of the Primordial Blood Tree frantically entwined towards Abbot Wuyou, unleashing all its power. Layers of barriers formed in defense.
But, it couldn't hold back. The roots were being pulled further and further away. Behind them, the Seven Ironclad and the Blood Frenzy Demon Lord were charging forward like madmen, shouting and screaming with all their might.
No one had expected Abbot Wuyou's power to be so far beyond their imagination!
At this moment, he had even reached the mid-stage of Nascent Soul.
No one could stop him!
"Grandma, Grandma!"
Golden light erupted. Amidst the agonizing cries of the Seven Ironclad, Abbot Wuyou let out a ferocious laugh and threw a powerful punch!
Blood.
It was the demoness's blood. With one punch, he had smashed Xu Cuihua to pieces!
He even snapped the Primordial Blood Tree in half with a single blow!
Abbot Wuyou didn't hesitate. He erupted with incredible speed and left the scene. Within the Azure Cloud region, there were still many members of the Li family awaiting his slaughter!
Then...
...
"Today, this poor monk has slain the demoness on behalf of my Buddha! As long as the evil demons of the Li family remain in Azure Cloud, I vow to forsake my Buddhist path!"
"..."
The golden barrier of the Drunken Madman was still in place, and so were the other formations.
The crimson crown of the Primordial Blood Tree still shone brightly outside the formation. Xu Cuihua was still calmly using her enchanting powers.
Within the formation, the Seven Ironclad and the Blood Frenzy Demon Lord were lined up at the edge.
But now, another person appeared outside the formation.
This person was thin and wiry, dressed in black. He had originally been blindfolded with a long, thin black cloth, but upon arriving here, he had removed it. Abbot Wuyou, who was still engaged in battle, seemed unable to see him.
His eyes emitted a black light, and he was continuously chanting, just like Xu Cuihua.
"Hahaha, old baldy, you've finally met your match!"
The Drunken Madman watched Abbot Wuyou frantically darting around within the formation, wasting his energy pounding the ground. He laughed maniacally!
He was only at the peak of Golden Core, but he could tell that Abbot Wuyou had already expended a significant amount of energy in the previous battles. This was the weakness of body cultivators; their physical bodies would inevitably consume strength and willpower.
Abbot Wuyou had already been gradually influenced by Xu Cuihua's bewitching words.
And now, the Old Ancestor Tianye of the Ghost Eye Sect had arrived!
The Old Ancestor Tianye cultivated a pupil technique that could disrupt one's divine sense. In the past, only the Ghost Eye Sect in the Azure Cloud region was once labeled as demon cultivators because of this technique, which could confuse and bewilder people's minds. Later, through generations of effort, they were finally recognized by the major forces in the Azure Cloud region.
This demonstrated the potency of this technique.
"Aren't you supposed to be so powerful?" the Drunken Madman taunted. "Back then, outside the Skyveil Sect, I was just watching the fun, and I almost got killed by you, you fleeing baldy! Show me how powerful you are again!"
The Drunken Madman, that filthy old geezer, stood with his hands on his hips, his head held high, and shouted. He had been beaten half to death back then when he was just watching the commotion.
Today, he would watch again. Not only that, he would also intervene!
Two incense sticks later...
[Your descendants, the Seven Ironclad, and Xu Cuihua, along with the Old Ancestor Tianye, used techniques that affected the soul and mind, weakening Abbot Wuyou until he was exhausted. They then extracted his Buddhist tendons, bones, and relics...]
He was, after all, an enlightened monk. Despite being restrained and covered in blood, Abbot Wuyou regained his composure. Even with his numerous wounds, he remained calm.
He simply raised his head, looked at the scourge from the Ghost Eye Sect, the evil demons of the Li family, and that mad demon cultivator, and chanted.
"Amitabha," he chanted. "Azure Cloud region has become a land of demons."
"This poor monk will now go to the Asura Hell and await the evil demons of the Li family. When hell is empty, that will be the day this monk achieves Buddhahood."
The Old Ancestor Tianye frowned. "Abbot Wuyou," he said, "others may not know you, but don't I? You've enjoyed killing since a thousand years ago. You were taken in by a Buddhist temple, and since then, you've been killing in the name of Buddha."
"A thousand years have passed, and more than a million innocent people have died at your hands."
"Among them were greedy scoundrels, foul-mouthed shrews, decadent scholars... all ordinary people. You weren't slaying demons and eliminating evil; you were simply using the name of Buddha to satisfy your own selfish desires!"
"Amitabha," Abbot Wuyou chanted, still reciting Buddhist scriptures.
"If you were truly a Buddhist," the Old Ancestor Tianye continued, "how could your mind be influenced by me and Fellow Daoist Cuihua? You're not even as good as a demon."
"Amitab—"
"—ha, taha, taha. How annoying."
Before Abbot Wuyou could finish speaking, to the Old Ancestor Tianye's astonishment, Xu Cuihua pressed her hand on the Abbot's shoulder. A dagger pierced his jaw, and she used soul fire to incinerate his Nascent Soul. Just like when she used to slaughter pigs and drain their blood, she even placed a basin on the ground to collect Abbot Wuyou's blood.
Abbot Wuyou had bled profusely during the previous battle, which pained Xu Cuihua to see. Now, this Nascent Soul level Buddhist blood, whether given to Yaotie for refining artifacts or to Yaoqing for alchemy, was an exceptionally valuable material.
"Ahem, Fellow Daoist Cuihua... that was quite efficient."
The Old Ancestor Tianye's lips twitched as he watched the blood gushing from Abbot Wuyou's neck. The sound of the blood dripping into the basin was incredibly crisp. Looking at Xu Cuihua's calm expression, he felt a shiver run down his spine for some reason.
"Thank you for your assistance, Ancestor Tianye."
Xu Cuihua smiled faintly. She was genuinely delighted. She had long heard that two of her descendants cultivated both demonic and Buddhist techniques, sitting on Flesh and Blood Lotus platforms and consuming the essence of a Buddha. A Nascent Soul corpse would surely be a great supplement for them.
The Li family was about to prosper again.
"You're welcome," replied the Heavenly Night Ancestor.
He took a deep breath and glanced around. "Now that Abbot Wuyou is dead," he said, "Azure Cloud region no longer has any worries. With this settled, I will return and prepare for the upcoming great calamity."
"May the Ghost Eye Sect endure for eternity."
Xu Cuihua's expression was solemn.
The corners of the Old Ancestor Tianye's mouth turned up slightly. He nodded to Xu Cuihua and then soared into the sky.
He left behind only one sentence:
"May the Li family also achieve eternal glory."
As they finished speaking, Xu Cuihua finished draining Abbot Wuyou's blood and stored his body in her storage ring.
On this snowy day, the Blood Frenzy Demon Lord and the Seven Ironclad stood silently behind her. Even the Drunken Madman, surprisingly, wasn't clamoring to desecrate the corpse. They were in the Golden Dipper Forest, now utterly destroyed.
Further in the distance were the towns of the Azure Cloud region.
They heard the alarm bells ringing in the towns!
"By order of the Azure Cloud Pavilion, all civilians are to gather their valuables and evacuate with the utmost haste!"
"The Jun Prince's Mansion has declared martial law? They're trying to kill you all!!!"
"Retreat immediately! Save yourselves!"
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